| Corsakova a.k.a. "Secret" | |
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| Name | Corsakova a.k.a. "Secret" |
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| Age | Appears 19 |
| Race | Liagaraht Elf |
| Quote | "I may be orange, but damn do I look good in red." |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 5ft. 6in. |
| Weight | 180lbs. |
| Body Type | Curvy |
| Skin Color | Orange |
| Hair Color | Black |
| Hair Length | Medium |
| Hair Style | Choppy |
| Special Features | White scarring in the shape of a paw print on her right butt cheek. |
| Markings | None of note. |
| Clothing | Usually see in leather or latex pants and corset, with boots to match, other than her school uniform. |
| Likes | Death, chaos, destruction, blood. |
| Dislikes | Being caught. |
| Personality | Fiery, passionate, manipulative, careless, carefree. |
| Occupation | Serial Killer |
| Class | Psion |
Corsakova was born on Solomide...or rather what used to be Solomide, and given to human parents to raise. She didn't consider anyone at fault at that point, and lived life day by day.
It was the day she met Demetri that she really considered herself living. He was so...inspiring. He'd...seduced her into leaking information about her parents...and he killed them. But she just...couldn't get him out of her head. She was angry at him, but...she was also madly in love with him. She wanted to follow in his footsteps, learn the ropes of being a killer, and she'd stalked him for quite a while, earning the lust for blood. And oh, how she lusted for blood.
She started to kill, and well, at that. But, she wanted to start a normal life, learn something other than utter desire...so she decided to keep that part of herself a secret. A secret identity, something that would have too be hidden so deep within herself.
"Secret" became the other part of her. And...the day she ended up nearer to Demetri than she ever thought...was the day it drove her insane. She'd killed someone that HE was meant to kill...and when Demetri showed up...his target was already down, by a woman in latex. He hit her right then and there for messing with him...but still she couldn't deny how she felt about him. "Demetri...don't you see that I've done this for you?"
"...don't ever do this again. Don't mess with my money, child."
So cold...she just packed herself up that day, and kept that identity stuck within her...and now, she stays in school, Demetri on the brain...trying to keep the killer in her at bay...but she just...can't.
Pending~
| best friends, in love | Demetri |
|---|---|
| good friends | (none yet) |
| friends, affections | (none yet) |
| acquainted | (none yet) |
| disliked | (none yet) |
| loathed | (none yet) |
| hated | Amanda-Starr |