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[color=424141][i]g o d d e s s   o͏ f͏   t e r r o r[/i][/color]
[sub][color=000000]d e i m o s. [/color]
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[color=#2c363b]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊  [/color]
[color=teal]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊[/color][/h3][/sup]

[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Deimos; Δεῖμος
Formido
Metus[/sub]

[color=40004D]⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Terror & Dread[/sub]

[color=40004D]⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Greek[/sub]
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[color=#40004D]𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 🗡 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒[/color] 
[color=teal][sub][sub][sup]𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔-𝒶-𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔-𝑜-𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒𝓈..𝒶 𝓅𝑜𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓉 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓈.. [/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] 
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[indent][color=#2c363b]M A L A D Y[/color]
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Once Deimos could sweep over battlefields, spreading terror and strife. Making formerly brave men run before the first swords had clashed, fuelling victory for whichever side her father had deemed worthy. After the fall her powers were drained and no longer could she cause such widespread chaos. Now, when she inflicts pain upon a person, their dread begins to amplify. The more pain she causes, the more they will begin to be paralysed by the feeling of terror, until they are left in a catatonic state. Causing the pain itself is sublime to the goddess but what is more sweet is the dread that lingers, the fear of suffering once again. It is this that Deimos feeds upon and which is the true source of her power. It creates an aura of terror around her which render anyone within frozen with fear. [/color][/sup][/quote][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[color=#40004D]𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 🗡 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅[/color] 
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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
[color=teal]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜[/color] Extroverted [color=40004D]&[/color] Adventurous   

Fun-loving [color=40004D]&[/color] Spirited

Tenacious [color=40004D]&[/color] Skillful[color=40004D]⌟[/color][/color]

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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
[color=teal]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[center][color=teal][color=40004D]⌜[/color] Unpredictable [color=40004D]&[/color] Childish

Temperamental[color=40004D]&[/color] Unhinged

Callous[color=40004D]&[/color] Melodramatic [color=40004D]⌟[/color][/color][/center]

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[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Cassandra 'Cassie' Hayes[/sub]

[color=40004D]⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃   𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟[/color]
[sub]25[/sub]

[color=40004D]⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Pansexual, female, she/her[/sub]

[color=40004D]⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]It's a secret...[i]shhhhh[/i][/sub]
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[color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲  [/color]
[color=teal]𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜[/color] 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 [color=40004D]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=🗡][indent][color=teal][sup]Deimos, daughter of Ares and Aphrodite, twin to fear. She was born from the entanglement of love and war, and represented the feeling that grips every man before battle - terror and dread. Her home was the battlefield and though Mount Olympus was open to them, the goddess rarely sought out its lofty peak. If she was not at war, then she would remain with the Spartans, the only men who dared to worship her. Elsewhere women were looked down upon and deemed not worthy to fight, but Sparta embraced their independence (something which Deimos loved, particularly as there were always some that would proclaim her a [I]male[/I]). They were her people, she loved them intensely and she sulked for a century after the state was annexed.


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[color=#2c363b]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲  [/color]
[color=teal]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜[/color] м σ я т α ℓ   ℓ ι f є [color=40004D]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=🗡][indent][color=teal][sup]Unlike her twin brother, Deimos never truly adapted to this new life. Terror and dread and slaughter filled her mind, and she could not understand that the world had changed. She wanted the land to burn but it did not. For decades she would sweep from place to place, striking mindless terror and pain into mortals, and would only stop when her brother stepped in. Her carelessness in this regard brought mortals upon her heels, who would toss her into prisons or asylums, where Deimos would relish in causing even more chaos. Unfortunately for Phobos, his sister liked to think of these as vacations and had a habit of trying to get herself sent back to the same places, be it under different aliases (to this day she still has a soft spot for playing dress up). 

In the 1950's, she was, by a large amount of luck and deceit, admitted into the US army. The structure and routine, as well as the familiar feeling of being in battle, calmed something inside her. Still, she never functioned well outside of it, but whilst she was there she could maintain a measure of restraint (if only because she was allowed to shoot at people). She went on to have stints in the Navy and Air Force. Particularly they found that she had a knack for interrogation and she spent much time both participating in and leading intelligence collection operations. Of course, this does not mean she was perfect by any means, and she has been at the receiving end of non-judicial punishments on several occasions. 

Despite her ability to function well in the strict military environment, Deimos still struggles when she is forced back into the real world. She easily can slip back into her old habits and tends to deal with her difficulties in a...variety of different ways. The goddess treads a fine line and often stumbles, falling into parts of herself that are wild and unchecked. Most of all, she tends to find it difficult to manage around the other gods. Deimos sees the other deities and finds only confusion & loneliness. They seem to fit, in their own ways, where she feels like a jigsaw piece that has been cut to the wrong size. It strikes at chords of jealousy inside her. Deep deep [i]deep[/i] down, Deimos is as scared and lost as she makes those around her feel, and would do pretty much anything to go back to her old life.

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[color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  [/color]
[color=teal]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜[/color] α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ [color=40004D]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=🗡][indent][color=teal][sup]To go back to her life prior to the fall. This 'mortal' life is not for her and she pines for the past, for her powers to be restored, for terror to spread across the land once more.
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[color=teal][color=40004D]⌜[/color] f є α я ѕ [color=40004D]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=🗡][indent][color=teal][sub]Being powerless. Deimos sees herself only as terror, only as dread. To not be able to strike these into the hearts of mortals would crush her mind, body and spirit.[/sub][/color][/indent][/hider][/center]
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