Post by CONSTANCE on Mar 14, 2011 23:03:00 GMT -5
CONSTANCE
You don’t know true death, until you feel it.
• • HOPE YOU GOT YOUR THINGS TOGETHER,
hope you are quite prepared to die
FULL NAME: Just Constance
NICKNAME: Stance, Conny, Death, Invisible girl
AGE: older than you think
BIRTHDATE: Never had one
SPECIES: Reaper
GENDER: Female, but I can appear to whatever I want to be
ORIENTATION: Straight
OCCUPATION: Death’s right hand man
• • LOOKS LIKE WE'RE IN FOR NASTY WEATHER,
one eye is taken for an eye
FACE CLAIM: Anna Paquin
SKIN: Pale
HAIR: Brown, usually blonde
EYES: Brown
HEIGHT: 5ft 5inches
WEIGHT: 120
OVERALL APPEARANCE: Despite her size, and her appearance, for a reaper Constance is pretty attractive yeah, they are known to be dead and spirits but that doesn’t mean they can’t be creative with their illusions or there appearances. Coming at a height of 5ft 5inches, Constance prefer to be the dark and mysterious woman, who seems to make men all fall for her, but she isn’t in to that sort of thing since one she can’t touch anybody and two she is a workaholic, a bit lazy but still a workaholic. Pale and brown eyed she is normally seen with brown hair but to mix up things, she will revert to blonde for undercover work to obtain a soul of some sort.
Pose wise, she is usually found wearing gloves, jackets and dresses with her hand in her pockets or on her lap in the front when standing just like a sweet princess, with a faint bow to show you some respect she will do so.
• • DON'T GO AROUND TONIGHT,
well, it's bound to take your life
LIKES:
- Candy
- Humans
- Life
- Earth’s beauty
- Death
- The Balance
- Nature it' self
- Reading
- Animals
- Music
- Children
- Men
DISLIKES:
- Death upon others who don’t deserve it
- Angels
- Demons
- Hunters
- Killing
- Her touch
- Love; because she can never love someone
- Her job half of the time
- Death’s nagging
STRENGTHS:
- Teleporting
- Illusions
- Her wits and might
- Clever
- Sarcasm
- Her touch
- Death’s blessings
WEAKNESSES:
- Death
- Love
- Candy
- Men; A sucker for them
- Children
- Rock salt
- Being stronger than herself
- Amelia
FEARS:
- The whole world dies
- She won’t be needed anymore
- Touching someone she loves and they die
- Finds love
- The future
POWERS & ABILITIES:
Normally a reaper is a spirit so including phasing, disappearing, teleporting and Illusions that’s all the cool awesome stuff. But for Constance she was born differently, she could do the same things but unlike other reapers she can be seen and unseen by both worlds, Mortal and Spiritual.
The only problem is when she touches a living person they die, which causes the balance to spin out of control.
- Teleporting
- Invisibility
- Phasing
- Death’s touch
- Illusions
- Dream walking
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Constance use to be sweet and kind, motherly and happy. Hardworking I tell you that but when death came around, she became heartless and hateful, bitter mean lazy and a workaholic yes kind of strange but she gets the job done, being Death’s right hand man she is always on the surface looking around getting facts about the boys or the souls how they constantly die because of the current job they did. Snobby most of the time, she comes off rude and a bit bitchy but that’s the way she is, she is awfully sarcastic and doesn’t mind cracking a few joke or cussing you out, let’s just say she learned it from the mortals of this realm and prefers not to speak about her learning’s to anyone not even herself.
Alone and to herself, she won’t talk to anyone nor come near unless it’s necessary, she might pull off a bit of a confused dumb blonde persona on to others when needed, but when collecting spirits she will appear sweet and kind like a mother, so she isn’t all bad but watch out I think you should take her bark instead of her bite.
• • THERE'S A BAD MOON ON THE RISE,
don't go around tonight
HISTORY: Constance wasn’t always like this, she was one of the lucky ones always working trying to feed her daughter everyday, after all her husband just left them and never came back so it was only them two. Rhode Island wasn’t anything fancy just as long as it was normal. Constance would work for day until she had enough to support the family but that changed when she made a promise to her daughter that would come home and play games together just somehow she got into a car accident and died leaving her daughter alone and scared. Waking up in a hospital bed, she found herself alive and well till a man came to her dressed in black.
He explained to her that she was dead, but she didn’t believe him. He shrugged his shoulders and left, she got up and went home her daughter safe with her grandmother. Going to her child’s room, she went to kiss her and wake her up but when she did, she tried to awaken her but she wouldn’t wake and she died right there. Her grandmother came in and saw her and wondered how she was alive, touching her she died as well. Constance screamed and fell to her knees seeing she was dead and she was some thing, she looked death in the eye. And promised that she would never forgive him for this and till this day she became his right hand man.
Living a life day in and day out, she gathered, collected and each day she became hateful and heartless like this job, she began brushing up to Death a bit but still torn by this undying fate, she was stuck like this forever. Now since the demons have been released, more people are dying and because of it, it’s slowly bringing Constance closer to salvation will she ever be able to see her daughter again? Or be bound by Death’s contract.
• • WELL, IT'S BOUND TO TAKE YOUR LIFE,
there's a bad moon on the rise
ALIAS: Re
OTHER ACCOUNTS: Nope
EXPERIENCE: 2+
WHERE DID YOU FIND US: On another site
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:Never really gotten the chance to see the falls church before, at thought when she came closer to the cross that stood before her, what ever was left of it. Ancient with color and texture Nora felt dazzled by the remarkable trade mark the town was famous for, her grandmother told a lot of stories about this baby right here, how all the vampires were burned within the church but one. Taking a photograph of the ruins, she squatted down getting a really could focus on them so she could post them up upon her wall within her room that now was her home.
At nights where she would just stay locked up putting the pieces together so she could really figure out what's with this town, when she already knew what was going on. Standing up, she swiftly on instinct turned in a protective stance just to find a small fawn staring at her. "How cute, you will be perfect for my animal collection" getting a bit closer, she took the black camera from her neck and adjusted it so she could get a real good picture, so she could show it to Grandma.
Snap,Flash
The fawn dazed ran off with fear, Nora laughed with amusement as the poor thing ran off feeling a bit sorry for it.
Snap
that wasn't her camera that time; it was a broken twig but whom? Who would be out in the middle of the day at the Church, maybe tourist? But still she was out because she was doing a historical job but whatever it is, she is going to give it, her, him or thing a piece of her mind.
"Hello?" Yeah some piece of mind.
