Lumia's Va

[meg 1994]

What is your Minecraft Account Name?: Meguzara

 

 

 

What is your ingame Character Name?: Lumia

 

 

 

What is your Character’s Race?: Frost Witch (Previous Half-Elf)

 

 

 

Have you read and familiarized with all server rules and the villain rules?: Yee

 

 

 

Links to any previous villain applications (for reference, these can be from previous characters, or previously denied applications to show how you’ve improved):

I have a few, but they’re buried deep in the archives and are very, very old. They are also not indicative of my current state of roleplay, as some of them are pretty ok. However I can dig them up if it's really necessary.

 

 

What VA are you applying for? (Lesser Evils, Greater Evils [Greater includes Lesser by default, you don't need two applications if you apply for greater first]):

 

Theft

Pickpocketing

Robbery

Lockpicking

Jailbreaking

Deception- Pretends to be another person

Murder without Provocation

Torture- The mutilation of any live people she kills

Cannibalism

Psychopathy- Her manipulative nature is a part of this, as well as her remorseless killing of any men, or others who get in her way

Insanity

 

 

 

 

Why is your character the way he/she is?  What has led them to a path requiring a Villain Application?:

 

Lumia’s development as a character began when she was turned into a Frost Witch, by Brunhylde, the first Witch Mother of Asulon. Frost Witches are inherently evil, in the sense that they must kill human men to survive. While killing to survive isn't necessarily evil, the enjoyment she gets from it probably is. She was desperate for love and affection, and traded her humanity for it. As she acclimated to her new lifestyle, she relished in the attention she received from her sisters and Mothers, but it took her time accept the murder and cannibalism she had to partake in. She didn't entirely accept it at all, she just hid her feelings. She buried her second thoughts and regrets deep down, and her heart was both literally and figuratively icy.

 

She pushed herself into the lifestyle, not allowing herself to think about what she was doing, only focusing on herself and her family. This was not unlike having a split personality, but it wasn’t exactly that, either. Just two other versions of herself, the innocent one she buried, and the one she used to justify her deeds. They rarely ever took a real form, the darker one only appearing when she is delirious, usually a result of starving. Her inner conflict took place mostly in her dreams, and for a while she had  conquered herself. She never questioned her actions, accepting them, enjoying them, and actively seeking them out.

 

In order to survive, Lumia must kill or maim a man, and consume his flesh. This is almost always unprovoked, and begins with her pretending to be a different woman. Using her magic she is able to disguise herself to deceive men into following her to a secluded area, where she would brutally kill them. She takes pleasure in torture, as well, and has a nasty habit of playing with her food. She is unhinged and manipulative after all these years, having little to no care for most anyone around her. Her methods for acquiring food developed her deceptive and manipulative nature, and she uses it to hide her own flaws. She is violent and fickle, and will plan or immediately enact revenge if she believes she has been slighted or insulted. She is not usually impulsive however, and is very aware of her own safety, carefully picking out men she wishes to kill.

 

Lumia was a part of the Thieves Guild for a short time in Anthos, and is a bit of a klepto. She is experienced in lockpicking and breaking and entering, and will not hesitate to do it if there is something she wants. She is out of practice when it comes to pick-pocketing, due to her cold hands, but she is not afraid to try it if it could prove beneficial. Should she ever be caught, and not executed immediately, she would most certainly attempt an escape, fearing for her own life.

 

 

 

What are his/her motives?  What do you plan to gain from this?:

 

Lumia needs to eat people to survive, but she enjoys it as well, so her overall motive is to live and enjoy herself, really. She has no grand plans, other than becoming a Witch Mother, but she has already achieved that.

 

Some fun RP, I suppose? Lumia is a very old and developed character, and would be completely useless without a VA. I love how she interacts with people and I love using her experience with others to develop her further.

 

 

What moral boundaries does your character have, if any?: She would never hurt a member of her coven, another witch possibly, but only if they were a threat, or she had some extreme emotion driving her, jealously, anger, envy.

 

 

 

What general kind of Villain will you be? (Bandit, Pirate, Raider, Madman, Cultist, Antihero, Destroyer Of Worlds, etc etc…): A Frost Witch? Does that count as a villain? Maybe a cannibal, then? That’s not really her defining feature, she’s just a psychopath really.

 

 

 

 

Open Response - Answer at least two of the open ended scenarios below. Do not powergame, metagame, or do anything else rulebreaking or unrealistic. Each scenario is designed with no particular objective in mind and is open ended deliberately. Assume your character is in each position, regardless of their normal situations:

 

 

-An elderly man with a walking stick(possibly a staff), a middle aged woman in a flowing dress, and a teenage boy with a sword hanging on his belt are walking down the road, with no others in sight that you can tell…

 

Lumia presses herself against the tree, looking out past the corner of it to the road. As the trio approaches, she takes a step back, before dashing out screaming. The trio turns to her, frantic, as she falls at her feet, begging, “Please, please you must help me, my husband was attacked in the woods and I can’t heal him.”

Blood stains her hands, and she buries her head in them, sobbing. The elderly man looks to his wife, before she nods, and the man looks back down to Lumia, comforting her;

”Come now, Miss, show us where he is.” Lumia nods, standing up and leading them to a small clearing.

The mutilated body of a man lies on the damp forest floor, and the old man kneels down to him, “Miss, this man has been dead for-” He is cut off as his son begins to call out, reaching for his sword. Lumia plunges the dagger into his back, putting her weight on it and twisting it, as the man falls to the ground. The boy swings at her, and she jumps back, her disguise fading. The boy stands in shock for a moment, the woman grieving over her husband. Lumia grins, staring the boy down with her glowing blue eyes. She holds her clawed hand out, ice accumulating on her palms and over her fingers, with sharp, pointed edges. The boy screams, charging at her with an overhead strike. She catches the blade with her icy hand, the sword cracking it a bit before she reaches out with her other hand, running it through the soft flesh of the boy’s neck. He falls over, sputtering, as the woman goes silent, unable to make a noise.

 

Lumia licks at her fingers, reaching down and holding the woman’s chin tightly, “Yer not worth it. All you’d do is go blabbering.” The woman goes to protest, before Lumia plunges a small blade into her, slipping it out as she falls. Lumia kneels down, looking at the boy bleeding out, she runs her finger along his cheek, grinning, “An’ such a pretty little thing” His vision goes dark as he passes out, and dies shortly thereafter. Days later another group of travelers would come upon the scene, the male bodies devoured, the female left alone rotting. “Must’ve been some bad wolves,” One comments, lifting his hat.

 

 

 

-There is a knocking on your door, and when you open it there is an angry-looking man standing there, and a Olog standing behind him, eyeing you coldly.  The man tells you that you owe 1000 minas in taxes to the local Royals, and had best pay up…

 

Lumia pushes the door open, currently taking the form of a shy human girl, staring up to the man. “I-I’m sorry, sir, but I don’t have that kind of money, perhaps I can pay you with some other good, or service?” She looks down meekly, as a grin spreads across the tax collector’s face. He turns to the Olog, motioning him away, the Olog steps out, just rolling his eyes. “Of course, dear, let me come in.” She opens the door for him, smiling softly, as she leads him to a back room. He sits down on the bed while she removes her apron, approaching him slowly. She rests her hands on his padded shoulders, leaning her mouth in, as if for a kiss. He closes his eyes, leaning in as well, before they shoot open suddenly, in pain. Lumia pulls back tearing a large chunk of flesh out of his neck. He reaches up, trying to scream but only managing weak, gurgling noises. He falls back on the bed, bleeding out. She sighs,gathering her things quickly. The Olog begins to bang on the door as she turns around, escaping through the back window. “Tch, damned orcs.” She mumbles, intent on skipping town.