Eris

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Eris K. Valentine Race: Garou Full Name: Eris K. Valentine Date of Birth: In December Heritage: Hard to say: Pictish Occupation: CEO of a Cosmetics Company, Vineyard Owner, Ranch Owner, Underworld: Contractor, Trafficking, Wet Work, Espionage, etc.. Hive Position: Defiler Wyrm Demeanor: Architect Rank: Cheer Elder Auspice: Ragabash Other: Merit: Innocent, Acute hearing, Calm Heart Apparent Age: 20's Height: 5'0" Pack: Batgirl Old Packs: Atramentous Union Novis Noctis Exortu Verses Quicksilver Songs In Keeping Secerts of Silent Earth 3-Coheed and Cambria - The Great War A broad incision sits across the evening The victim to our fathers lost war The restless children sit and mourn the graves Of those they've never seen before Will they be buried here among the dead? In the silent secret The pioneers In dealing with it they march for dawn, of Will and worthy The truth be told the child was born Man your own jackhammer Man your battle stations We'll have you dead pretty soon And now Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine Man your battle stations We'll have you home pretty soon And now Awake through motion with curiosity to curtain your first move Over arms length they'll break protocol Jealous envy for the youngest one To be the hero is all I'll ask Can I be buried here among the dead? With room to honor me here in the end You'll be better off too soon You'll be better off when you get home .... For you, I'd do anything just to make you happy, hear you tell me that you’re proud of me For them, I'll kill anything cut the throats of babies for them break their hearts for they were them Waiting for you to say: I love you too The navigator The pilot Her favorite The one they call the vision that bears the gift The one they call the vision that bears the gift Will, Do the children really understand the things you did to them? And why oh why… Should they conjure up the will for you my love I would kill him we're coming home pretty soon Coming home In the seventh turning hour Will the victims shadow fall? Should the irony grow hungry? With the victory and all they sought for We were one among the fence One among the fence We're coming home Man your own jackhammer Man your battle stations We'll have you dead pretty soon And now Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine Man your battle stations We'll have you home pretty soon Tonight Here we are Juggernaut We were stupid, we got caught But nothing matters anymore So what? Here we are, juggernaut, Juggernaut So let's hang us a hangman, we'll bury our burdens in blood (Oh no) Oh so hang us a hangman, we'll bury our burdens in blood Become stronger, juggernaut. Rev 22:20 'Cause nobody ever survives Prayin' to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike She'll eat you alive Off to the Races - Russ My old man is a tough man but He's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam And he shows me, he knows me Every inch of my tar black soul... Pet - Joy & Val Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window Go back to sleep Lay your head down child I won't let the boogeyman come Forty Six & 2 - Tool - The Spiral I choose to live and to Grow, take and give and to Move, learn and love and to Cry, kill and die and to Be paranoid and to Lie, hate and fear and to Do what it takes to move through. I choose to live and to Lie, kill and give and to Die, learn and love and to Do what it takes to step through. Metric - Black Sheep - Ex Hello again, friend of a friend, I knew you when Our common goal was waiting for the world to end Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend You crack the whip, shape-shift and trick the past again Send you my love on a wire Lift you up, every time, everyone, ooh, pulls away, ooh From you Snowbird - Porcelain - Self There's a place behind a tiny door Where there are vines and even roses I collect the thorns so you can feel again And press them in your skin And when we start to breath again rolling out Spiralling down on this planet The road's just swirling blue Now you feel it like I do, like I do Now you feel it like I do, like I do I swear you stand so still your hands And fingers made of porcelain and holding me Frozen Keep the Street Empty for Me There is room in my lap For bruises, asses, handclaps I will never disappear For forever, I'll be here Whispering Morning, keep the streets empty for me Morning, keep the streets empty for me I'm laying down, eating snow My fur is hot, my tongue is cold On a bed of spider web I think of how to change myself More Music for Eris Qualities Charisma Manipulation Purebreed Rage - Übermensch Gnosis Influence: Underworld Kinfolk Totem: Bat Subterfuge Stealth Acute Hearing Innocent Calm Heart Honeyed Tongue Territorial Complications Family Mine Ares - You left me.... Val - Blood of my Blood and the only reminder of what it was like to live in light. Joy - The little demon spawn who is my pride and ..joy. Eztlipoc - A gift like no other. Sweet Memories Russ - My Omega. Ritemaster. Hanged Man. My Juggernaut. The Yang to my Yin. Has thrown himself into his work...so far sway from me. “It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.” ― Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls Van - I found you. Promise fufilled.. Gone. But still haunting me.. - “You," he said, "are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.” ― Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls But if you really loved me You would've endured my world Carver - Little Prince; distant and different. I hope you find what you seek. “I am my heart’s undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.” ― Emilie Current Complications Barksdale - Guns, B*tches and Bling.. Blair - I got lost. Carla - Holding some Aces. Ivy - Patience or Stamina.. can't tell which. Maybe both. Jaya - It's the quiet ones.. Kali - That sucks. Karalina - Never trust Matel, but I'm still curious. Kurt - Work is never done.. Massa - Once more into the .... Mellisanthi - Confused little rabbit. Pembroke - Wicked One Rabhas - Aren't you just fucking funny... Guess the show ended Ramon - Whoops.. Sammy - Charming. Shannon - Maybe the only one around longer than me. Still has the skills. Stefan - There's a brain hidden all that hair. Trixie - Hope she's quick on her feet. Viviana - Somehow surviving better than the rest. Inspiration On Eris: Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, So that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.” Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much. Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls Sometimes I don’t eat for days simply because I want a proper excuse to feel as empty inside as I do. Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls Of Ragabash: LAW 3 CONCEAL YOUR INTENTIONS Keep people off balance and in the dark by never revealing the purpose behind your actions. Without a clue as to what you are up to, they cannot prepare a defense. Guide them far enough down the wrong path, envelop them in enough smoke, and by the time they realize your intentions, it will be too late. Robert Greene, 48 Laws of Power LAW 48 ASSUME FORMLESSNESS By taking a shape, by having a visible plan, you open yourself to attack. Instead of taking a form for your enemy to grasp, keep yourself adaptable and on the move. Accept the fact that nothing is certain and no law is fixed. The best way to protect yourself is to be as fluid and formless as water; never bet on stability or lasting order. Everything changes. Robert Greene, 48 Laws of Power	The Doll Wearing the War Paint Reasons Were Quite often she is scentless, soundless, a true Ragabash. Pure Bred Pict if one can recognize that sort of thing. Spiral - although finding that out is a feat unless you're in her Pit. (Mask Taint, Doppleganger, Scentless, Soundless, these are almost always active. Please don't assume you know the information on this wiki without appropriate rolls.) Spirit savvy The Alternative Mortal Young woman, lovely, almost innocent looking. Ozarks accent. Goes by Katya. Owns a Vineyard, Ranch and a natural Organic Beauty Line. She seems to have contact with some pretty big underworld names and faces. Other Fucks Standard disclaimer. This PC is in an Antagonist Sphere', however that doesn't mean she's out to antagonize. This doesn't mean if she shows up she's going to slaver and debase your scene. Not all Evil is obvious, especially not this one. Some monsters are the girl next door. Mirror Doll pretty; like those fine dolls made for adults rather than children. Petite and breakable with skin of porcelain and ever so delicate features. A slender throat wrapped in various pieces of jewelry; always tasteful and complimenting her attire du jour. Typically wears clothing that is fitted; emphasizing the long lean line of her frame and the easy rolling walk that is equally slinky in Vans as it is in heels. Long fingers have long but rounded nails which show signs of a professional gel manicure. She is a young woman obviously but seems to play upon the lithe silhouette that nature graced her with. Sometimes she has snow pale hair that crowns her, sometimes she has an inky abyssal black that contrasts sharply against parchment pale skin. It is always spider silk soft and hanging in a fringe of bangs around her lovely innocent face. Her hairstyles vary in length as well as color but it is always meticulously maintained. Her eyes are wide in her face under prettily arched brows and fringed by a thick lattice of lashes that can't be at all real. Staring out from the shadows of the feathery fringe are shining clear pale blue-violet. Moon colored eyes that search faces with a curious naivety. Her cheekbones are fine and arched framing a sensual bowtie pout. Her lips hold the softest hint of color, a shade of shell pink or a luscious deep red. Noise Roses are Falling - Orville Peck Back on the run, back to the blue Winning is fun, losing is, too Roses are fallin', roses from fallin' for you, ooh The ache inside the hate I found a way to sit and wait And now I can't, your voice, your face Without a trace, I'll wait for you Roses are fallin' for you, you Under your skin, over the moon Don't let me in, I don't know what I'd do Roses are fallin', roses from fallin' for you, ooh You know darling, you bring out the worst in me Sometimes, when I'm around you, I feel like pure evil I guess they say nobody's perfect But they've never met a devil like you Oh, roses are fallin' for you Roses are fallin' for you Roses are fallin' for you Desire - Meg Meyers Baby, I wanna touch you I wanna breathe into your will See, I gotta hunt you I gotta bring you to my hell Baby, I wanna fuck you I wanna feel you in my bones Boy, I'm gonna love you I'm gonna tear into your soul Light Up the Night - Protomen This city's sleeping like a soldier Trapped inside of an iron lung. Machines can keep you breathing But what happens when you find a new war's begun? Flip a switch and turn it off, you won't be able to breathe. So either way you're a casualty. I've got this burning like my veins are filled With nothing but gasoline. And with a spark, It's gonna be the biggest fire they've ever seen. Cut me down or let me run, Either way it's all gonna burn... The only way that they'll ever learn You Want it Darker - Leonard Cohen There's a lover in the story But the story's still the same There's a lullaby for suffering And a paradox to blame But it's written in the scriptures And it's not some idle claim You want it darker We kill the flame They're lining up the prisoners And the guards are taking aim I struggled with some demons They were middle class and tame I didn't know I had permission to murder and to maim You want it darker ...We kill the flame Super Heroes - Rocky Horror Cast And super heroes Come to feast To taste the flesh Not yet deceased And all I know Is still the beast is ...Feeding..... Posessions Whatever
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