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Soul Circus

Hope my post is alright. Des is quite odd to write for, but no less amazing with that attitude of hers!

Soul Circus

Men and woman wandered by, laughing and shrieking. Lights gleamed as the carnival was cast in shadow and horrors. Lounging on several crates, her long tail shifting with a rasp of scales. "A ssshhhhame. Such a tassstey morssssel. Ssssshhe would have found a new fear." The girl had wandered in, and she was more than keen to get a bite to eat. More than just the soul. Two yellow eyes blinked slowly as she watched the morsel wandered off. A shame indeed, but she hardly had any meat on her. Or struggle. It was much better to take their souls when they struggled. Moving slowly, but with a deadly intent she crashed to the ground behind D. Ark. Desdemona was only light when her human half was concerned, the rest was lethal muscle of a predator. Watching the carnival, the lamia rose to level just below the man. "A fear of sssssssnakesssss."

Her forked tongue flickered, as she peered into the crowd, wandering out into the horror show as shrieks shortly followed. Laughing her shivering hiss with a cruel smile, the Snake Woman noted those who walked a bit too quickly from her, or those that went far out of their way to avoid her. It was so easy to make people nervous, to terrify them. But to get that level of fear that would mean a soul would take a bit more work than flashing her fangs and showing her full height. It would take time, patience, and no little amount of fun. Oh yes, she enjoyed the hunt, the challenge. She always enjoyed that.

Moving about, she swayed from side to side. Moving artfully as the bangles on her bony wrists jangled and sang. Dressed in a Spanish top, the black fabric accented by the bronze sash she wore. She drew eyes, and natural terror. Noting a group of men, all of them eyeing her and one even daring to wink. They were noted, as one had moved to the far side of the group to keep his friends between the snake and himself. A wise soul, he did not mock women as his friends did. She would relish him later. Slipping into the tent she kept for herself, she opened the tent flap and poised within as a great black snake. Flipping to human as groups came in, lights went out with a pull of her tail and back on, and the weak ran out. Biding her time. For that she had aplenty. A truly tasty soul would come by. And neither body nor soul would leave.

If they came looking for a woman... Who would look for a snake?

@Belle

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@Belle Would Des need to be in snake form during this time? When she's not actually preforming but moving about?

Also performing... Under a big top, or in their own areas?

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@Belle Hey, who needs a life?

Edit: You terrify me, Belle. The Soul snatching is EPIC.

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Desdemona

Desdemona Laguardia, 'Sentinel of the Devil'

General shape

Age - 400~

Job - The Snake Woman, The Snake, Security Guard

Method - Desdemona comes with things natural on a lamia or naga. Paralytic poison, that could be deadly if the does is too high, and hypnosis that renders the target immobile. Desdemona will swallow her victims alive, or slice into them with her long claws. Years turning her efficient at slicing into the bodies of her victims. Like most snakes as well, she can and will constrict about them. The downside is, she is venerable on the interior, and cannot do much when she has swallowed something large (Ie human size). Her hypnosis can be broken if she can't maintain eye contact..

She enjoys the art of hunting, terrifying her prey into bolting. Tripping them, infecting limbs with her paralytic poison to slow and deaden the limb. Slicing them up so very slowly when they are immobile and eventually swallowing them into a tight and deadly trap. Though if someone annoys her, she's not above using her full twenty feet to crush someone to oblivion. Soul or no.

Brief Bio - Born into her looks back in the 1600's in Spain, Desdemona was courted by many in her time. A middle class woman, she flirty and played her looks, many of the upper class fell at her leisure. Taking their gifts and secrets for more of the same. Her family shunned her, and the upper class soon learned to not bother themselves with her- but for one. A young man fell hard for her, and she played him like a flute. He had wealth- he offered it? Who was she to refuse! Soon she too fell for his goodness, and charm giving him the kind ear and blunt answers he need. With his heart her loyalty to him was assured. Something she thought back upon and compares it to knowing better than to poison the hand that put food upon her table. But alas- when misfortune befell him the family blamed her and called for blood. Blood was paid. Now as she was a snake in life so she is in death. But not before extract vengeance upon the one who slain the man who had her loyalty.

Now, a full twenty feet, she is black from her scaled tip to her bald head. Deep brown and tan rings about her face and cobra-hood make her large, dark copper eyes hypnotic. Two long fangs hang on hinges from the sides of her jaw- that, unlike humans is bare of teeth on top and bottom. Her hands are the five fingers of humans, with long nails that could almost be called claws. From time to time she will wear a black wig- furthering her terrifying blend of human and snake. Though it makes her mourn the loss of her luxurious locks all the more.

More of a border guard than a security guard, she circles the circus when not needed to entertain. Keeping to the shadows of the Circus, seeking out those trying to slip in without paying the fee, or slip out without paying the added 'exit' fee. Often she will hunt them down and terrorize them. Taking the soul and the body. When entertaining she is the Snake Woman, the Naga or Lamia. A cursed creature that terrifies and amazes the masses, all the while plotting and thinking of horrible outcomes for each that gazes upon her.

As she cannot break the curse that keeps her from a human form she is forced to remain where she is inconspicuous. A blessing for society, for if she did walk the earth in a form of human. None would be spared the wrath she stills feel from her death four hundred years prior. Though when all is said and done, while she cannot take human form, she may morph into the form of the giant cobra she appears to be. Though it is rare she'll do this, despising the form due to it lacking the beauty she once held in life.

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@Belle You.... That.... Oh dear. I can hear the demonic voices calling to me.

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Oh my poor snake.... I'm laughing so hard right now.

Call her mother and you may be paralyzed for a while.