Post by Esque DaggerHair on Mar 14, 2010 20:46:20 GMT -5
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[WELCOME TO HELL]
welcome, one and all, to the greatest show on earth
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welcome, one and all, to the greatest show on earth
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esque isabella "daggerhair" roland
[/font][/SIZE][/color][SIGNATURE IMAGE TO COME SOME DAY]
female : eighteen : high school senior : Ruddiger's Bitch
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Likes:
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Character Appearance:Slender to the point of emulating starvation, pale as porcelain save for the constant presence of purpling bruises around her wrists - bruises in the shape of a large hand that gripped just a little too tight. Five foot three, with loosely curled ringlets of silver hair bouncing just below her shoulders, a single strip of blue [straightened] hair caresses the right side of her pretty little face, accentuating her pixie like cheekbones, matching perfectly to her wide blue eyes - that glow with [deceptive] innocence - and bring out the violent splash of red that is her plump lips. Despite the extremes of her delicate appearance, Esque sports a rather nice rack of D cup breasts, and well toned arm and leg musculature.
The School Girl: A knee length black skirt, ankle high white socks, classy black Mary Janes, a form fitting, white, button down shirt, a black open front vest, and a black ribbon tying her hair back in a high ponytail. A snappy black purse hangs from her right shoulder, containing anything a girl could ever need.
The Zoot Suit: A zebra striped, disco ball topped, cane that matches perfectly to her shining silver and black stripey jeans. A satiny silver shirt lays under a black velvet sleeveless top, under a specially treated silver jacket to repel acid rain. A fancy black cap crushes her hair down to frame her face in a halo of silver, bleaching her face of all color in this monochromatic get up. A chain link necklace loops itself around her throat and draping down her breasts, decorated with the silver dipped tongues of her most recent victims. Did we forget to mention the boots? Steel toed and spike heeled, with a penchant for kicking shins and dirtying themselves with blood.
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lies so sweet, they slur the flavor
[/color]lies so sweet, they slur the flavor
I HOPE THAT LOVE HE GAVE YOU, WAS JUST ENOUGH TO SAVE YOU[/font][/color]
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Character History/Personality:Esque was your average, everyday, rebellious little Fat Catress. With her own personal bodyguard and limo driver, Pete and his dog Rudy, Esque bribed a Black Stick to distract her Wage Slave shadow so she could escape into the Shanty Town and show all the kids at R. P. S. who the queen of slumming really was.
Oh, she showed them, she showed them good.
...How to transform from promising high school Junior to an ex-teacher's little money bitch with no drive to do anything but please him in a little under a month; Ruddiger.
Under a new alias, the deceptively harmless high school girl, the Silver Tongue, likes to collect the tongues of anybody who speaks ill of her Ruddiger, or spreads rumors about the Grinning Man. Such a protective little bitch, such a good little bitch.
Shadowed by day by her bodyguard, Esque lives the mockery of a good girl life to keep her money flow coming, inheritances and paperwork are such a hassle. But at night, or whenever he desires her company, the little girl becomes an entirely new creature, something inhuman - His, to do with as he pleases.
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PAPERBACK BOOK WON'T GIVE ANY CLUES AWAY FOR FREE
i just need that pill from you, baby
[/color]PAPERBACK BOOK WON'T GIVE ANY CLUES AWAY FOR FREE
i just need that pill from you, baby
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