~ Physical Profile ~
Name: Monica Dansbury
Satan's Pet Name for Her: Vanagloria ("Vainglory" or "Vanity" translated from Latin)
Physical Age: 18 (though this may change slowly over time, which would slowly drive her to madness...though she might slowly go mad either way as described somewhere below)
True Age: 18? Or whatever makes sense in the timeline. From what I read, it seemed like the Seven could be replaced if some were killed off/tortured to death by the WDL? If not, then she is whatever age she needs to be to have caught up with the story's timeline.
Gender: Definitely female.
Race: Child of the Devil
Subspecies: ^^^^^^
Description: Being as vain as she is, the closest thing Miss Dansbury has to a physical imperfection is that some might say her ears are too big or set too far forward on her face. Being as vain as she is about her own appearance, even before her powers were unlocked, she has always been fearful of anything that would leave a permanent mark. So no, to answer your question, she is very nearly Snow White in regards to blemishes, tattooes, scars, et cetera. Her scars are mostly psychological and it's honestly a miracle that she hasn't received anything aside from stubbed toes and small bumps on the noggin! Don't worry, this will very likely change as things progress.
Monica stands 5'7" with an elegant, hourglass figure (roughly 130 lbs so she's a bit of a string bean) that she is quite proud to possess and upkeep.
Additional Image Info: My face claim is likely Nanami Momozono as she has a plethora of expressions, both still and animated, that fit a child of Beelzebub quite well. If
this doesn't frighten you, nearly nothing can.
~ Psychological Profile ~
Personality:Earthly Likes: MUFFINS, fine clothes, warmth
Earthly Dislikes: Wild animals, bugs, most flora and fauna really, and meat as a food in general.
Supernatural likes: Destroying people who call her ugly or, later on, ugly people or things (subjective of course, but may become narcissistic to the point of "everything must die because I am the epitome of perfection and you are all in need of purification").
Supernatural Dislikes: Ugly, brutish demons, men, and non-men.
Strengths: Staying youthful through diet and exercise (think tiny pink dumbbells and some light strolling for exercise :P). Her magicka abilities seem to be her crowning glory, even outside of combat. Speaking of crowns, she's good with fashion, as well as some interior design.
Fears: Fear of old age is a natural fear for someone who is all about vanity. Fear of getting fat and/or impregnated (if either are even possible for a Child of the Devil, though I'm sure they would still be of concern regardless for the LITERAL embodiment of vainglory lol).
Hobbies: Shopping, eating muffins, doing magical makeovers
Secrets: I need help thinking of one, to be honest. Perhaps I'll think up a unique one on my own in the meantime.
Outlook on life: As a human, she was all about looking her best and achieving academically. As a child of the Devil, those interests still reign, BUT are slowly giving way to baser desires of purifying the world of "ugliness". Embodying the deadly sin of vanity, she is shallow by nature and follows a relatively straightforward path of character development (which could, I suppose, be reversed if the Big Guy were to ever show up out of the clouds one day). Vanity is kind of a sissy when it suits them, and when she's faced with a threat far greater than her own power(s).
Affiliation: WDL....for now.
Moral Alignment: Starting out? Chaotic Neutral. Likely ending up? Lawful Evil (because she would fight and kill in her insatiable quest to "purify" the world of ugliness. This is not wholly unlike Lust's desire to pursue beautification, but I believe it is different and that should be enough. (However, if nobody makes a character personifying Lust, then she might inherit that in addition to Vanity.)
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~ Combat Profile ~
Major Abilities: + (Passive): All demons and humans, and perhaps some non-humans, around her within a certain GM-determined radius become increasingly self-conscious (to the point of severe diva in extreme cases) the longer they remain nearby.
+ (Daily): Once every 24 hours, she has the ability to instantaneously clean (BUT NOT HEAL) up to five different bodies - including herself - simultaneously AND freshen up their clothes/armors. (Basically an AOE prestidigitation from D&D 5e.) This spell can also be useful to distract demons and creatures with a good sense of smell as it temporarily masks all other odors around the five for a GM-determined amount of time with the
+ (Offensive): As her only offensive magical ability, she can attempt to decrepify individuals. That is, making them at least APPEAR to have taken on the physical characteristics of an elderly person for a GM-determined amount of time. For example, she could potentially make King Arthur temporarily unable to parkour across rooftops while she uses this time to re-position at will.
Minor Abilities: (Maximum of 3. Think of these as auxiliary or support powers. Whether they assist your primaries or make you overall cooler is up to you. )
- Reveal Muffins: She simply says "I want my muffin!" or "Show me the muffins!" and she is able to see muffins through any surface in a 360 degree radius of roughly 1,000 feet. Sadly, Satan did not give her a power to summon muffins (cruel bastard), so she can become rather pouty and dour without her addiction.
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Special Ability: Her ultimate ability is an AOE charm that makes people walk towards her, unable to do anything but stare, for a certain amount of time. The duration has a 50% chance (GM's decision) to double against targets of the opposite sex or of lesbian persuasion.
Boundary: Nope, probably not. That sounds more like Lust's thing (at least, removing boundaries does anyway). Although if Vanity is taken and Lust isn't, I suppose that Monica Dansbury could be Lust and HAVE that "Remove Boundaries" power in regards to physical affection. I'd rather my character err on the side of vacuous and vain rather than slutty though. I'm not a goddamn lesbian perv.
Equipment: Nothing too special, other than relatively fine fashion (that will get finer the more powerful she is. She'll eventually be able to change clothes at will, which could possibly lead to some embarrassing mishaps with developing powers until she masters it enough to do it instantly without the need for privacy).
Minor Skills: She has a knack for fashion design and shyly getting the attention of, if not the affection of, quite a lot of males just with her looks. Unfortunately, given her vacuous nature, she would be terrible in a committed relationship, or even in long-term friendships (depending on the tolerance of the friends in question).
~ Statistics ~
Willpower: B-
Faith: A
Mana Capacity: GM-determined?
Magickal Proficiency: B/B+? (I'd like to start RPing her as JUST finding out about her powers if I may)
Physical Competence: D
~ Faction Profile ~
Faction: Probably the Orchestra to get her started in the world of magick and give her a brief rundown of the spiritual state of things.
Rank: She's favored by Satan purely because her antics and, well, vanity amuse him. I'm also fairly certain that he wanks to magical scrying cameras of Lust and Vanity (incestuous bitch).
Class: As far as physical weaponry goes, she goes out of her way to avoid conflict. She doesn't seem like much of a whipper to me, so if Monica has to have a weapon, then she'll use her human grandmother's stylized shillelagh (shil-LAY-lee) (basically a cane). Hey, if her Decrepify aging power ever gets turned on her, then at least she'll be somewhat prepared! :'D
Title: It's a likelihood rating of 9-10 that Monica would leave the Orchestra for a more evil faction if she felt betrayed and/or lied to by either her Orchestra protector or his/her bosses.
~ Miscellaneous ~
Biography/History: Monica grew up with, obviously, just her mother in a relatively rundown flat in an impecunious suburb of Albany, New York. As a child and all throughout puberty, she was raised Catholic solely by her mom who was extremely devout but addicted to gambling. The - ironically Albanian - mafia in Albany decided to pay Monica's mom a visit for accruing such a vast amount of debt that she claimed she was "praying would go away."
The mafia bestowed a parting gift of poison that continually raised the mother's body temperature until her internal organs quite literally imploded on themselves. To Monica, who was only nine at the time and enrolled in public school, it looked as if her mother had just taken sick of a normal fever.
After her mother's death, Monica was assigned to the tiny orphanage in that basically nameless suburb by a judge, although she earned an early emancipation from a different judge at age sixteen and went back to live in her mother's shabby flat so it would not be condemned. For the next two years, she put all her effort into the beautification of the property, which is probably the most hard work she'll ever do and the dirtiest she's ever gotten with all that manual labor.
One day, before entering the supermarket with meager coin enough for bread, peanut butter and apple juice (her favorite), a homeless guy outside the store reached out and grabbed her by the bare ankle (for she had chosen to wear a frilly knee-length sky blue skirt with a violet rose pattern that was one of the nicest bits of her mother's remaining clothing). "Ho ho, lass! Get me some Cheez-Wiz while yer in there?" he asked in a gloating voice, a snaggle-tooth poking completely out of his mouth like the Leaning Tower of Pisa - her favorite monument - as he leered at her in a way that was anything but favored by her. It was at that moment that her inner Devil Child powers awakened inside her. In a voice prissier than she had ever used in her entire life, she shrieked and jumped away from him, bringing her hands against her bosom. "Unhand me, you swine!" she exclaimed, haughtily.
Her normally gorgeous brown eyes flashed completely black for a microsecond and she shook her head vigorously, looking around as if she couldn't remember where she was or what she had been doing. Looking down, there was no homeless guy there anymore, only a torn package of Cheetos with a couple of large crumbs strewn across the concrete sidewalk. Frightened, Monica shivered as a chill swept through her and the wind seemed to pick up while she hurried into the store, seeking warmth.
Scared out of her wits, Monica's first power that crops up without her even noticing at first is the passive aura of self-obsession. It manifests itself as merely severe distraction, but as Monica tries to live her normal life such as it is, the aura worsens and humans nearby are continuing to turn into total divas even when it's out of character for them.
Luckily or unluckily for the world, the demon, Illusion, just happens to find Monica within a day or so of her unlocking. In her frivolous way, she describes....(INSERT START OF RP HERE because I don't want to godmod Illusion).
Other: "I will BURY you if you don't give me back that muffin!" - Monica Dans
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