Vriska Serket

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Full Name: Vriska Serket
Age: 22
Birthday: 10/8/1988
Gender: Female
Is this an application for a first or second character: First
Family: Trolls
Rank: Enforcer

Strengths: all the luck all of it. Vision eight fold, Mind control power, improvised weapon proficiency, lots of blood.
Weaknesses: people skills or lack thereof, Depth perception, sunlight, guilt over Tavros ((Carousel incident when they were younger)), self destructive attitude.

Description: Vriska is a tall (5’11”) and lanky woman, with a great mass of long dark hair, mismatched horns, elongated canines, and her left eye supports seven pupils as appose to the normal one. She is a blue blooded troll, azura to be exact and like most troll’s tends to sport clothes in said color, varying from blue to black, with the exception of occasionally wearing a pair of bright red converse. She has long pointed ears that she likes to decorate with little ringlets of gold, a simple cord necklace from which a blue d8 hangs, and wear’s blue, lipstick, eye shadow, and occasional nail polish. She has a patterned web tattoo on her right shoulder, and a spider on her back.

Personality: In one word Vriska is generally described as a huge bitch. She appears to be a heartless, conceded, all around jerk who could care less about the pain or death she brings to others. She comes off as self obsessed and over confident, but it is mostly a mask for her own insecurities. Having been raised by a lusus that seemed to think the only point of trolls was a food source, Vriska tends to have problems connecting with others. She is however aware of her faults and short comings and constantly trying to make up for them. Vriska is very over protective of her “friends” even if she would never admit to it or wish to come off as giving a damn about others.

History: Her lusus, a giant arachnid was killed in a cave in when she was 13, and while in many ways this would normally be a horrific event for most trolls, it was more of a lessening of burden for Vriska, who tends to feel simply neutral on the subject. After that she fell in with the troll mafia and has been a rather loyal foot soldier ever sense. Or rather a violent socially awkward troll who didn’t know what else to do with an upbringing that really only made her good at manipulating and killing others. Shortly after joining the troll family around the time she had turned fifteen she accidently pushed Tavros off a moving carousel they were on at which time he was severally injured, losing his legs to the gears. She still carries the guilt of the incident and generally acts out rather violently against anyone who she deems a threat to the little rust blood.

Other Important Info: She has mind reading and controlling powers that generally she’s not the best at, and with the exception of the weak minded, or people who would have already been easy to manipulate she has a difficult time actually making anyone do anything. She also has her vision eight fold that allows her to see threw things like walls and the like. This can be a good or a bad thing given that on occasion there is a naked fat, hairy guy on the other side of that door.


Roleplay Sample: The heel of her boot pressed down, slowly cracking the harden black head of the Midnight crew member. Her mouth up turned, and teeth showing in a malevolent smile as she glared down at him. His candy red blood sprayed out of his blood onto the concrete as he coughed out, cursing violently in the pain of his crippled body as she drawled out, “Are you suuuuuuuure you don’t wish to taaaaaaaalk? I could make this faaaaaaaar less painful on you.” The sleaves of her jacket were rolled up, and her tie loose as it hung around her neck, her dark boots stained with the candy red of her victim, it wasn’t a bad color, a shot gun slung lazily over one shoulder and a cigarette smoldering in her free hand. The man below her boot coughed again and gurgled out a rather flattering string of insults the might have made her blush if they had been coming from a potential black interest. “Weeeeeeeell if that is how you feel a8out it……..” She removed her boot from the man’s head, took a drag on the smoldering cig, and before the man could finish standing all the way up, unshouldered her weapon and blew his head full of buckshot. Blood, fractured skull, and the brain matter she had been beginning to doubt he possessed flecked at the hem’s of her pants. Kanaya was soooooooo going to kill her for mucking up another pair of slacks.
That thought made her grin again as she grabbed the man by the ankle and dragged him out of the tent she had been in, out into the darken amusement park grounds, yelling out, ”Heeeeeeeey Taaaaaaaavros, I’ve got some fresh meat for your pets.”

O O C I N F O R M A T I O N

Name: Lufarea
Timezone: Texas
MSN/AIM; etc: Lufarea ((On pretty much everything))
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