Yekaterina Marie Merquise

[BadLuckKittie13]

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Character Name:[/glow][/shadow]Yekaterina Marie Merquise, but is formally known as Maria.
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Age:[/glow][/shadow]Seventeen
[glow=red,2,300][glow=red,2,300]Race: [/glow][/glow]Dark Angel
[glow=red,2,300][glow=red,2,300]Weapons:[/glow][/glow] Twin daggers, and a strange looking Katana.
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Ability:[/glow] [/shadow]'Cursed with the sight and sounds of evil'
I live beyond the limitations and boundaries of man. For I possess the ability of communicating/interacting with supernatural beings that dwell within this merciless world. This technique allows me to make these creatures visible to the naked eye, giving them a physical body for a term of an hour. However, using this ability can drain a large quantity of my energy, and leave me defenseless if the spirit starts overwhelming my body. So I usually use this for a short period of time if possible. These creatures retain their old physical appearance before they entered the afterlife domain, so they look like normal human beings. However, the darkness that surrounds them and the murderous intent isn’t exactly something you can hide. I also retain supernatural or paranormal information and knowledge regarding these creatures. Things like memories, thoughts, anything regarding these creatures are stored within the confines of my mind. Periodically these creatures will leave me be, but it is a rarity… And I am not exactly in control of dismissing these creatures from my thoughts. But remember, restless souls can change after being tormented for so long..

“I see death; I hear their voices ringing in my ear constantly… As time passes, I find myself slowly breaking and becoming duller. Why do they torment me? Leave me alone! No more, I don’t want to kill anymore!” - Maria

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Physical Appearance: [/glow][/shadow]
I use to stare at myself in mirrors. Yes; even a cold hearted snake questions their appearance. Wait, did I just call myself a snake? Anyways, my looks were questionable at times. Then again, even a self proclaimed confident actress questions their appearance, and I was no exception to this rule. However, I wasn’t disgustingly hideous, nor did I resemble snakes. You see, I am a beautiful young woman possessing piercing crystal blue eyes, a perfect milky toned complexion, and long, soft, silky pearl white hair that intertwines between my fragile looking fingers. I stand at a height of 5’7’’ and weigh approximately 120lb.

I wear gothic/punk rock clothing. I am not obsessed with the genre. I just feel comfortable in these types of outfits. Normally you’ll catch me wearing a Victorian Busk corset with a black mini skirt. On top of this set of clothing, I usually wear a long velvet black overcoat. When it comes to accessories I have a strange old fashion necklace with symbols marked along the side of the pendent. These symbols represent death, life, and chaos.
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Background: [/glow][/shadow]
Existence is defined by the wanderer, and centuries later it’s defined by a simple birth certificate. Without it we cease to exist in the eyes of authority. All that remains is our memories, and the acknowledgement of our history. Luckily, I can vaguely recall my childhood. The remembrance of such dismal memories is far from nostalgic. I consider it a bittersweet annoyance that plagues me. Well in the words of Shakespeare, “When in the session of sweet silent thoughts, I summon up remembrance of things past. And I sigh at the lack of many things I sought.”

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Dear diary, [/glow][/shadow]
I discovered some interesting facts earlier this evening. Did you know that according to the Chinese zodiac, the year of the horse is considered the sign of contradictions? The people born under this year are considered cool but hot-blooded, hard-nosed but humble, impatient but extraordinarily tolerant. The Horse is above all defined by hard work and self-reliance. Normally they prefer to work by themselves and exhibit extraordinary levels of energy and concentration. This description is very accurate. I do consider myself a living contradiction in a sense. It was enlightening to stumble upon additional information regarding the Chinese calendar. Oh, I might’ve not mentioned this little detail in my earlier entries. I’m obsessed with the Chinese zodiac! Grrr… Looks like I’m getting sidetracked again. –Taps head uncontrollably- Anyways!! Things haven’t changed much since my last entry. I’m still suffering from those disturbing hallucinations.

They’re getting worse everyday! I’ve even seen my mother on a few occasions... I know this sounds farfetched, but I see her death play out in my head. My father...did he really do that? I'm planning on telling my brother tomorrow. March 26, 2000... That's right! Today is my birthday. My father forgot again, but at least my older brother remembered. I’ll be ten years old tonight around nine o’clock. Hmm... I wonder if mom will be there to blow out the candles with me…

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Personality: [/glow][/shadow]People tend to loath my existence, displaying unremarkable, incomprehensible amounts of hostility towards little old me. At times I question these individuals, pondering whether or not they’re obsessed with me. After all, even hatred can be an obsession. Yet, I can’t recall a logical reason behind their unannounced aggressiveness. Actually, that isn’t entirely true. I have my own assumptions on this trivial matter. I, Maria conclude that it is related to my exertion of violent like behavior. I do, on occasion display a portion of my cruelty towards these ignorant, foolish individuals that approached me with such shameful questions.

Ah, yes, ignorance isn’t something I’m fond of, nor am I fond of idle conversations. Temporarily I may seem captivated by your eagerness and well educated blunder. However, there is an unpleasant annoyance that lingers in this society. I'm not interested in convictional arguments, nor am I interested in hearing those negative complaints about my personality. Honestly what do you expect from me? Approaching me in such a fashion is absurd, and it won’t be tolerated. Let me inform you that I, Maria don’t intend on sleeping around with random strangers, nor do I plan to change my views, or change myself. And I guarantee you won’t be thrilled to hear my remarks regarding these intolerable conversations.

My personality isn’t always cold and secretive though. Outside my cold demeanor lies a woman with genuine generosity and sympathetic attributes. It may be a rarity to witness my caring side, but then again I do hide it well. My personality varies from person to person. Depending on the circumstances I might be your enemy or your loyal companion. Just keep in mind; things aren’t always what they appear. So I advise you to keep your distance.

Fear is merely a distressing emotional response aroused by impending danger. It acts as a survival mechanism to an individual’s instinctive fears. This senseless emotion has the capability of paralyzing just about anyone. When frightened I act irrational, exhibiting psychotic behavior. On occasion I lose sight of reality, my personality shifts, and my thoughts become rattled and disorganized. When I’m alone I feel extreme notions of anxiety. However, when I’m surrounded by other individuals I act out in a serious, yet aggressive mannerism. Of course, this depends on my comfort zone. So you never know what to expect from me.

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
-Frank Herbert