[✔] [Accepted] Jade Kadoa Alternate Account

[MamaBearJade 2090]

Out-Of-Character Information

Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.

Main Account Name: JadeKadoa

Alternate Account Name: Maynard66

How old are you?: 25

Time-Zone: PDT/PST

Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Of Course

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: 5+ years roleplaying on forums, 2 years roleplaying on servers

Definitions

In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:

Role-playing: To take on the role of a character, to become another person and to pretend. To act as someone else and to write a story for that character

Meta-gaming: To use OOC knowledge in IC. To know something your character should not. Example: Skype chatting with a friend knowing they are being attacked. Going to save said friend when your character would have no IG knowledge of the attack.

Power-emoting: God-modding (forum term): To act in a way that is unfair to another person. To emote with no way the other person can react. Example: Darren stabs into Alex's chest with the blade, turning it to tear into the heart, watching as Alex dies. (Alex gets no time to react or a say in whether his character dies.)

 

((I can add far more to these definitions if asked.))

In-Character Information:

Complete the following biography on your character:

Full Name: Laila Darkspire

Current Age: 201

Race: Mali

Sub-race (if any): Mali'Ker

Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Where does one start with Laila's story? If you want some sad sob story about how Laila was abused and tormented as a child, you would be asking for a lie. Laila was born into a small family of Dark Elves. Her father was a stern and skilled huntsman. Her mother was a sweet and gentle herbalist. Out of her whole family, she bonded more with her twin sister Kaila. Kaila and Laila had a special bond, almost able to read each other’s thoughts, they did everything together. They even helped each other learn things. When Kaila struggled with learning the ways of hunting, Laila was there to help her. When Laila struggled to learn herbalism, Kaila was there. They completed each other. Laila could play most instruments with ease, while Kaila could sing the most beautiful melodies.

Their father however felt the girls had to learn to hunt, so when they were old enough to hold weapons, he took them hunting. Kaila had a soft heart and would always turn away at the end of the kills, mourning the loss of life. Laila on the other hand found it fascinating. After a few hunts, she started trapping small animals. At first she would play with them. But things soon grew rougher. She found it fun to watch them squirm in her grasp as she pulled on their ears or tails. She was a child experimenting with new fun, what could be the harm, right? Well it would lead to her darker, more twisted ways. As she was playing, she had the urge to cut one of them.

At first she didn’t do it, hesitant to kill an animal. She ended up taking her hunting knife to a rabbit she had caught. It’s cries made her smile more as she tore off its tail, curious as to what made them so fluffy. Her father found her and took the knife from her and quickly killing the rabbit, halting her fun quickly. Pouting, she listened to his lecture before yelling back at him. He was so angry that she had dared to talk back to him, he slapped her. Unaware he had the blade still in his hand, he watched as it dug into her face. Horrified for what he had done, he backed off and fetched her mother. The stones had been cast and Laila soon found the dark world of Sadism and Masochism.

Her mother had patched her up quickly, making sure no scar would mark her face. In an attempt to quell her anger, Laila left to hunt. She needed time to breath. The first thing she spotted was a young deer. Injuring it with her bow, she moved to it and glared at it. Her anger towards her father causing her blood to boil. She pulled out the arrow and stabbed the deer once, twice, four times before it fell dead. Her eyes clouded with anger and hatred. When she had finally calmed, she saw the blood covering her. For only a split moment, she felt appalled for what she had done, but that was quickly pushed aside for the rush she had felt. It was incredibly addicting.

She started to take more hunts as her and her father argued more and more. She had started taking her frustrations out of the helpless animals. Taking her time to drive away her anger by tearing the flesh of animals. It was on one of these “hunts” that Kaila managed to track her down. She had watched as Laila took her frustration out on a poor wolf. While its fur began to turn red, Kaila made the mistake of lecturing Laila. In a blind rage, believing her father had come to hurt her again, she attacked. A tug somewhere in her consciousness told her to stop but she didn’t. When she finally stopped tearing up her sister with her hunting knife, she realized what she had done.

A scream issued forth from her as she held her now dead sister in her arms. Her father rushed into the woods, spotting the dead wolf first, then his beloved Kaila dead. He shoved Laila away and pulled her twin into his arms. He cried, screaming to the heavens as to why it happened. It did not take him long to believe, and be right, that Laila had killed whom she viewed as his favorite daughter. Angry and hurt, he grabbed her and tried to strangle her. With all the ruckus in the woods, it took only a moment for her mother to appear and drag him off of Laila. Another ripple in the pool of darkness.

Laila and her mother ended up running from him. Her mother did not believe her daughter was capable of murder. For the next few years, Laila and her mother moved around. Her mother taught her herbalism, and Laila continued hunting. One day while she was out she heard her mother’s scream. She came back in time to see the last of a group of men leave her mother’s beaten and torn body. Staying hidden, she watched him leave with a satisfied smirk on his lips. Angered by the treatment of a feminine body, Laila’s spiral towards hatred of men fell faster.

She began hunting down each of the men, torturing them and killing them. She soon learned that torturing people was far more entertaining than torturing animals. She became twisted in her sense of justice and morals. She began viewing men as vile creatures, harming women in their own dark ways. Although, she did not feel that women were all innocent, she was far more likely to seek out men to kill. With her conscience being her sister’s spirit, she began her dark decent into the world of villainy. She became twisted and far more sadistic as the years progressed. After nearly 200 years, she has perfected her arts.

Ambitions for the Future: To create chaos and darkness peace between humans, elves, dwarves, and orcs.

Personality: Laila is a sick and twisted woman. A masochist and a sadist, she loves to inflict pain on others, as well as receiving it. She hates men with a passion, but will never touch a child out of memory of her dear sister.

Skills: Laila davels in Mithidatism (nearly mastered) and the use of daggers (skilled)

Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): Laila Darkspire

Any other details you wish to share about your character: Although Laila seems to have changed for the better, deep inside her, her lust for blood and death continues to grow. She is becoming more and more unstable. This character currently has an accepted VA for 2A, 2B, 2C, 3A and 3B.

[Mystery 118]

Accepted,

 

I hope your going to make a VA ;)

 

Please wait for a Gm to implement you.

[Mystery 118]

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[Cappy 1599]

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