Make me sad, make me mad, make me feel alright?
Perfect by nature, icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world
That never was and never will be
Have you no shame, don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled.
Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder.
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
“they probably think I’m dead.. I don't really care... they could have been worse” *She had been a baby when they locked her in the room and took off. To god knows where. Who really cares, she brushed a hand through her hair, sighing softly* “wouldn’t happen to know where the adoption agency is do you?” *she had no idea where she was now. Oh well not like she knew earlier either*
(random side note Calista and Davina posted)
Without the mask
Where will you hide?
Can't find yourself,
Lost in your lies
I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
Name: Damia
‘Street name:’ Storm ‘Hunter’ {+Storm +}
Age: 15 maybe 16
Gender: Female
Family: younger sister Ivy Hunter (age 11)
Species: Mage
Appearance: Straight dark red hair that goes past her shoulders a little above mid-back. Fair skin, with freckles dotted under her eyes and over her nose. Stormy gray eyes, that change with mood to a blue when excided or ‘happy’ to something close to black when angered or upset. Underweight, by at least 25 pounds, usually wears baggy pants and sweatshirt to hide it. her clothes are usually old though, and ripped, not doing much to hide anything. Has scars on her arms from cutting herself, until her sister found out and stopped it.
Personality: She pretty much raised herself since age 5, having had no choice but to result to the streets she was brought up rough and because of it she raised herself to be tough. Stubborn to the point that it is a fault, she won’t give up on anything no matter how impossible it is. She is more laid back then her younger sister, and it is much harder to actually piss her off, but once you do one should watch out. One of the sure ways to anger her is to mess with her sister or someone else she or her sister cared for. Once angered she normally will just ‘blow up’ and then be fine, though this is not always the case, sometimes it can be close to impossible to calm her. She like her sister is extremely smart, even if she had a normal education. Also very street smart, which is how she was able to raise her sister on her own. She is good in tough situations because she can ‘think on her feet’. She can be very dangerous when angered though, and can do a hefty amount of damage, though she normally strays away from violence, push her to this point and be warned. Her sister often complains though that she thinks a little too much, and this often causes her to lose do the stalling. She just doesn’t see the point wasting time and energy in a fist fight she know she will win. Though for those she loves she will kill, and have no problem with it (Even If it will be considered murder). She ignores most adults, having learned to distrust them over the years. Plus they were always to nosey in her opinion, sticking themselves into situations that they are not wanted or needed. She is often called antisocial, her street name coming from her cold and distant behavior (which in some-ways why she is such a good killer). She is independent, though often it seems less so then her sister, seeming to depend on the younger girl. Though in truth it not so much a dependence then a love, and duty. She rarely opens up to anyone, and even to her closest friends she only ‘dances’ around the subject of her and Ivy’s past. Not even telling Ivy the truth of what happen. She like her sister loves animals, but in the past wasn’t so willing to take one in, even having gone so far as in getting into violent fights over it. When they lived in the city, they couldn’t afford it. They couldn’t feed themselves let alone a dog or cat. But once here, she had no reason to turn down Kantor. So she finally allowed it.
Past:
She refuses to talk about it, she and her sister are the first generation (not counting Eshne and her brother since she is same age as Eth and Eshne was disowned) of ‘Mente Mages’. This caused many problems, many of the mages saw the blood was “tainted’” and impure, while others thought that they like Eth was “the new generation”, the combining of two strong ‘species’ to make an entirely new one. But not everyone was happy with this, but for the most part things were fine. And she was shielded from the hate that many felt for her, and when she was 5 her sister was born. Her kind always had a tradition, once a week a “festival”/”Cerminoy” was held. And babies were given there “names” at that time. But on t he eve of the ceremony, her parents were slaughtered killed for there “corrupting of the genes,” and “messing of allies.” Both Ivy and Storm weren’t with them. They were shipped off to an orphanage in slum in New-York city (those of her ‘line’ feeling it was safer for them). Poorly funded, and lacking proper treatment the place was rundown, and not really cared for. Most of the kids spent there times outside. Because of the lack of money rarely did they have enough food, and the owners of the place didn’t really care about the kids. She was picked on bullied and teased constantly along with her sister by the other kids. The owner of the orphanage never did anything about the treatment the two were getting, turning a blind eye as she was beaten and otherwise mistreated by the older males of the adoption agency. When she was about 8 she had enough and decided it was time for them to leave, and one day during earlier spring they both just took off. With the lack of observation over them they managed to get away easily. They never looked back. Since then they raised themselves on street, living like any wild animal would. hiding in shadows, filling up the empty shadows she lived the life of a street kid. Stealing to survive, and sleeping in squats with other street kids, until recently. Her sister was recently found ‘loitering’ and robbing a store that she had been told to leave. The cops were called, and she was ‘placed under arrest’. After finding no legal guardians they dragged her away, she followed the leads she managed to get here. (Most of her past is unknown. This is just brief)
Never was and never will be
Not for real that you can save me
And somehow now you're everybody's fool
The good die first,
And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust
Burn to the socket.
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