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Escaping The DollMaker { Angel & KillerQueen }

Name: Peri
Alias (any other names?): The Blue One; The Weak One
Occupation(s) (if doll, what position in the team?): Second-In-Command
Abilities/Skills: Resourcefulness; Psychologically-Savvy; Fangs; Experienced Killer (humanized)

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Overview (brief summary):
Peri is the implied second-in-command, and the second-made of Emily's four dolls. In the friendly fantasy-world, where she was humanized, she plays the role as one of her owner's closest companions, like how she is in the "real" world as her doll. However, after the fantasy world got corrupted, and came into reality, it's revealed that she severely suffers from the Split Personality Disorder, making her so-called "twin" Pearl a separate identity. She's not even aware that she and Pearl are the same person, even though, as dolls, they are two separate individuals. She also has romantic feelings for the group's leader, Blade.

Appearance:
Peri's body is silverish-blue, with long, metallic peri-blue, white-streaked hair, and deep-ocean blue eyes.
She also possesses winged-eyeliner, sky-blue eyeshadow, and plum lipstick.

Her clothes include a patterned, ocean-blue shirt with black fishnet sleeves, as well as calf-lengthened, black sweatpants, pink-and-blue wedged-sandals, and a gold-chained belt.

In her humanized form, she doesn't have the silverish-blue skin, or the blue eyeshadow; instead, she's pale, with an addition of fangs, and long black nails with a white line decal for each.

Personality:
Peri may, in comparison to her "sister", seem more nicer, more feminine and, strangely, more mature, but she actually displays more sneaky, antisocial behavior, making her a rather sociopathic individual, who chooses to advance her targets by making them fall under a false sense of security with her wit and superficial charm, before making a strike; highly unlike the alter of "Pearl", who prefers to use force and aggression.

Adding to her condition, unlike Pearl, she gets over issues more easily, and will definitely get less personal over things (with a few exceptions). In spite of her great disregard for social norms, she seems to get along with, and show loyalty for her companions and, despite the fact that she can be, in some ways, "moody" towards them, she treasures them like family. However, she can get very carried away with things, especially if it pleasures her, almost acting selfishly, while forgetting that she's putting herself and them in danger.

Weapon(s):
Anything.

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Escaping The DollMaker { Angel & KillerQueen }

Link for Blade and Jester's personalities:
angelfire.com/pa3/PuppetMaster

Escaping The DollMaker { Angel & KillerQueen }

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Horror | Thriller | Action | Mystery | Psychological | Drama
Strong Violence | Brief Strong Language | Frightening Images | Disturbing Material

Thirteen-year old Rochelle "Rachel" Auclair (played by Frederique De Raucourt from "Sucker Punch") has been friendless, ever since she lost her mother and older sister in a house fire. Remaining by herself, Rachel was transferred to a children's foster home, where she was being looked after, and treated for her trauma; her only companions being the handmade dolls her mother made for her tenth birthday, named Blade and twinsies, Peri and Pearl. To escape her demons, and the pain of reality, young Rachel creates an alternate world within her mind that will give her the right amount of security the "real" world couldn't seem to provide her with. This "fantasy" became Rachel's only way of retreat, where it is inhabited by a humanized Blade, Peri, and Pearl (who were her only friends in the real world).

After a few years of her residency, as an adult, Rachel (played by Àstrid Bergès-Frisbey) is released, but still bears the burden of the tragic event, as she tries to adjust on living alone. Having to experience strange visions in her sleep that seem to revolve around the dolls of her childhood, Rachel attends therapy, but due to her heavily-scarred psyche, prompted by the fear of both of her memories and dreams, she was suggested to be transferred to a mental institution that replaced the foster home. Soon, she retreats back into her "fantasy", but, somehow, it's more different than how it was six years ago: From all of her time being "unhappy", her companions are now becoming corrupted and twisted.

Having to claim this during therapy, it was highly recommended by the doctor to use these childhood dolls as therapeutic tools for her "mental instability". However, one evening, Rachel finds her lights flickering, and the door to her room mysteriously opens by itself. As she exits her room, she discovers herself in a hybrid-fusion of the real world and her "fantasy" world, where her humanized friends are seemingly real, now equipped with their own deadly devices...and a dangerous fixation on their "owner". With murder happening around every corner, Rachel's suspicions begin to point to something dark and sinister in the hospital. Unless, it was all just in her head?

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Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

Walking through her doubled, wooden doors, Eleanor entered her office, making a noise that sounded to be between a groan of tiredness, and a sigh of relief. Maybe after this one last issue, she would, at least, get some rest for the night; after having to go through an experience like that, the blonde wasn't sure if sitting awake was even a good thing. She needed to get this over with before retiring for the night.

Moving to her desk, Miss Guthrie didn't sit down, but rather stand on the other side, where the chair was. She took notice upon Vane in attendance, and the first thing she wondered was if there was a reason for the big oaf to stay. They were in the middle of a conversation before this even happened. Plus, in truth, Charles Vane was very considerate of her wellbeing, so it was hard to even get the barbarian out of her sight, in a way; she didn't believe there to be a "special" reason for him to do so. If he ever claimed that he cared, she denied it -- since Eleanor was very self-centered, and slightly immature towards any matter, she can't see the limitations and costs behind her determination.

The blonde broad tiredly looked from her henchman, towards the girl before her. By the looks of, what seems to be, her tarnished, upper-class nightdress, she didn't seem to be from around here. In spite of Miss Guthrie coming from a wealthy family herself, this type of attire wasn't new to her. But, the last time she checked, there were no known upperclassmen within New Providence, so she definitely wasn't from around here. Nor did she look like any of Nassau's prostitutes. "What's your name?", she asked, directly albeit tiredly.

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Meeks' body was laid out on its front upon the table, and drops of its life essence leaked onto the floor through the table's many crevices. The room did indeed go quiet, once the owner made herself known: Eleanor Guthrie, piracy's Chief Fence and supplier, as well as the wealthiest black marketeer in the Bahamas. The blonde, strong-willed broad ruled the island with an iron fist. Tries to, at least -- upon request of her father, Richard Guthrie, who used to take care of the dealings, until passing the responsibility over to his daughter.

Everyday, the woman had to sit in her office, or roam the streets, to handle Nassau's economy, as well as its finances. However, there are days where she had to deal with controversies in her tavern, which sat upon the island's Main Street, using dominant authority over the place -- to the point of throwing people out if they didn't condescend to her rules. She even had the means to stop supplying a crew, by any mean. In all of Eleanor's days, this wasn't to be expected. She's seen this man before, about a day or two ago; there was a negative, unsettling feeling about him, giving off the impression of "bad news".

Wiping the blood off his dagger, the mad man put a foot on the edge of the table, and kicked it. Knocking it over, with the lifeless body following it with a thud. The boatswain nearby didn't react, but allowed Ned to do what he wanted. They both spotted Miss Guthrie; only Low looking at her with no emotion, and a glint of insanity in his "eyes", while panting from his most-recent deed. Her eyes showed slight fear, disbelief, and a little shock. However, her voice still remained strong. "I don't want to see you in my place again", she told him. "I don't want to see you on my island again", she slowly took a couple of steps towards him. "Take your men, take your ship, and seek life elsewhere", she stopped, just a few feet away. It was an order; a direct one to just make him disappear from her sight.

Ned simply stared at her; his short, brown hair in disarray, covering his right, blind eye, and glancing to his prize in the hands of one of Miss Guthrie's henchmen. Then he glanced back at the Lady Guthrie, who appeared to be trembling, mainly through her fury and slight shock. The blonde looked at Vane, inwardly asking for his input, but knew would say nothing, before putting her gaze back to the mad man.

"Alright", she heard the Irishman simply say, with that neutral stare still there. "I'm sorry for this rough go, you and I. But, I'm afraid that I'm enjoying myself way too much to consider leaving this place", Eleanor couldn't believe this -- this tension; the fear that this man could bring in her bar; the intimidation. The man looked at Abigail in the distance. "I'm sure we'll be seeing each other soon", he added, directly towards her in that emotionless tone, before making his leave. The rest of his men following.

Eleanor processed the event, slowly gathering herself, but still shook with chills down her spine. She looked to her latest henchman, who seemed to have a girl in his grasp. "My office", she told him, with slight tremble in her voice, before making her way to the other room, walking passed Vane, and not caring what he had planned. However, if he wanted to follow, the door was opened.

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