Post by REINA P. MADDIGAN on Jul 30, 2015 13:45:02 GMT -5
REINA MADDIGAN
You're a taker, devil's maker
| Played by jackdaw | 21 | female |
| werewolf | pansexual |
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LET ME SEE YOU SING, HEY YA HEY YA
POSITIVE - nice muscles - can throw a mean punch - "she's beauty, she's grace, she'll fuckin deck u in the face" - this isn't serious at all i just can't think of anything - good thing i'm an admin Elaboration: The best you can say for Reina P. Maddigan is that she'll be honest with you. Enough to cut to the bone maybe, but you won't ever be second-guessing her feelings for you. She also makes a pretty decent moonshine and will probably fix your car for you if you if you pay her with whiskey and sex. | LIKES - whiskey (Canadian Club) - harlequin paperbacks- aeronautics - the ocean - walking in the dark - ambient, indie music - crickets at night - boxing - sex with strangers DISLIKES - country music - high temperatures - rain - tea - magic - psychology | NEGATIVE - belligerent - self-destructive - hot-tempered - disdainful - closet alcoholic - risk-taker - undisciplined Elaboration: She's the wicked offspring of nurture who didn't give a shit, nature that left her for dead, and the circumstance of being damn fucking unlucky. Abrasive, bottled rage, a fuse that might as well be constantly lit because she's always angry. Whatever she could've been is halfway through the toilet pipes to Timbuktu and what's left is a shell that hates herself only marginally more than she hates the rest of the world. She'll call it psychobabble but anyone can see that she punishes herself for all the shit she can't control, and the rest, whatever is her responsibility? All those fucks wore out long ago. Reina spends most of her days solidly buzzed and most of her evenings drunk out of her mind. Don't ask her about it--she'll just spit and say, at least I'm not on fuckin' drugs, ya shit. |
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You're a drifter, shapeshifter
history
Born in bumfuck nowhere and raised there for seventeen lonely years with an abusive mother and a father who taught her how to drink and how to shoot, but not much else. She hit the bars early, a fifteen year old in a too-short dress borrowed from an older friend and glittery heels (a dime a dozen, 90% blister) on feet still painted with virgin pink nail polish. Maybe she felt isolated, maybe she wanted to rebel, to be seen--who the hell knows, only that Reina was kissing strangers before she'd hit her last growth spurt.
Later she ditched the dress and the heels but the habits stuck.
Then at seventeen she had the idea of running away from home. Not the first time, you see, but the rest had been trials for the big one, the one that would matter. Fifty dollars stuffed in her bra (she got as far as the next town over before someone stole it) and a bottle of her favourite whiskey stolen from da's cabinet. Two days later Reina found herself all alone in a dingy motel with a handsome stranger that called her "hon" and had the gentlest hands. She learned soon enough that his bite was anything but.
Just a slip really, teeth scraping her neck during sex, but that didn't make any difference to a waif of a girl sweating in tangled, bedbug-ridden sheets as she stared out the window and watched the moon rise as her first change came.
And she'd thought puberty was bad.
It was a good thing that motels usually don't expect newborn werewolves to pay damage fees, because Reina woke up the next day in a rain-soaked ditch with half the bedding from the room and a dozen cuts from broken glass.
When the nearby pack didn't come to pack her up and ship her off to wolven bootcamp, Reina did as Reina does and booked it out of controlled territory and into the wild. She hovered at the fringes of humanity and tore up crop fields during her changes. When she wasn't in risk of turning into a giant, pissed-off canine at the smallest provocation, she graduated to living in a boxing gym and spending her free time beating up punching bags.
Right now it's all about the next drink. She's never bothered to look much further.
magic skills
As a werewolf, Reina can only shapeshift.
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Let me see you run, hey ya hey ya
played by jackdaw seventeen - EST - PM @ jackdaw |
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RWBY, blake belladonna as reina maddigan
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