Felicity Teagan Drake | Crossroads Demon

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✧ Assertive
✧ Brilliant
✧ Decisive


Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Clinically insane
✦ Uses her brilliance to devise new tortures
✦ Can't do one thing without trying to kill something first

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Parents: She had a normal mother for the 1st century, but her father was both abusive and neglectful, so she sold her soul to make him love her.
Siblings: One, a younger brother who went to heaven. This makes her jealous and vengeful.
Other Family: No, she killed them all centuries ago.
Important Others: Lucifer, obviously, and another demon, who she does not know the name of that acts like her slave.

History: She was born in the 1st century, Roman, grew up till 11 years old before her mother bore a son. Her mother was caring and gentle, but her father was harsh and unwilling to let Felicity to be his heir. He beat her daily, sometimes hourly, and once almost beat her mother to death. He started for her brother, but Felicity cut him with a piece of broken pottery to turn his anger on herself after growing tired of his abusive behavior.

Beginning to get fed up, she fell into a crowd of vagabonds and thieves, what many would call a gang in modern times. She heard of a spell to summon powers beyond belief, so she cast the spell, and lo and behold, a demon emerged from the smoke, offering her everything in exchange for her soul.

She sold her soul to the demon in order to regain her father's love for his family. She grew up happily after that and died in a crash on the road involving two horses and a slave driver. She became a demon faster than others did at that time, later discovering her soul dealer was a red eyed demon. She forced herself to live up to her soul dealer's reputation and eventually found her father again. She traded his soul in exchange for his life, breaking the rules and earning her very own red eyes, killing her entire living family as soon as she found a suitable host.  

She had little relations to her brother, hating how he'd taken her father's love and respect from her at 11 years old. As this was the case, she killed him first, earning both her red eyes, and her heartless smile. After that she went nuts, loving the thrill of the kill and the ability to take souls at her own whim.



Alias: Lindsay Amelia
How did you find us?: Google
Experience: I'm on a few other sites that went dead earlier this year..
Other Characters: none
RP Sample:

A spiffy black 2017 Mustang GT with dark red rims and grill slides easily into the nearest available parking spot in the drive. the engine purrs to a stop and out climbs a short but still attractive looking girl. She's wearing a black leather jacket and black combat boots, a black tee and dark blue jeans.

She's just looking for a job, something to kill. Hopefully the infamous Harvelle Roadhouse will have a job for the lonely hunter. Hopefully the job has to do with a punk a** werewolf sonofab*tch. As soon as she set foot inside the bar, she hears catcalls from various men, some of which were drinking, others playing pool.

She stuffed one hand into her jacket and pulled out a flipped bird, which she proudly displayed as she sat down at the bar. The men left her alone. She raised one hand to catch the attention of the bar tender and called, "One whiskey with tequila on the side." The bar tender nodded and Emma got comfortable. Now it was just a waiting game. Emma could be patient. She could wait all day and all night if she had to.



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