Agatha Crest

Bio Birth Name: Agatha "Aggie" Elizabeth Crest Date of Birth: June 11, 1995 Apparent Age: Late Teens, Early-Twenties Demeanor: Thrill Seeker Hometown: Cutter's Creek, New York Played By: Rachel Dashae Tribe: Black Spiral Dancers Faction: Nephandi Height: 5'1" Essence: Primordial Resonance: Withering and Chaotic Risk: Hooks Dissociative Identity Disorder: Commonly referred to as multiple personality disorder, Aggie has a few different folks inside her, largely in part due to her inability to deal with alot of family rleated events (Family, am I right?). While there have been upwards of ten personalities expressed during various periods of time, there are two personalities that have remained consistent: Agatha and Amy. Where Aggie is short tempered, sarcastic, and a thrill seeker, Amy is demure, shy, ordered and a caregiver. The two personalities are aware of each other and actively opposed to the other being in control, though Aggie is far more antagonistic to Amy than the reverse. While aware of the other personality, they are unaware of what the other does, experience gaps in memories only occasionally bridged with a scribbled note to the other if the situation warrants it. Aggie and Amy do not like to talk about it and the topic will result in very different reactions: Aggie more angry and antagonistic and Amy more likely to shut down and retreat. I'm hoping this open a wider range of RP opportunities across groups and styles. If you'd like to RP with either personality, or if you're hoping for something a bit different, let me know and we can discuss a third that would fit the situation. :) Art: While lacking the artistic skills of others, Amy has a strong love for art and the history and philosophy behind it. Maybe we can do an art thing? Curiosity: She may be kinfolk, but there's got to be a cat somewhere in her, because she can't just let something go when she gets curious, even if it means dark allies, sketchy folks or country line dancing (easily the most frightening of the three). Kinfolk (Black Spiral Dancers): Aggie is kin to the most sparkling of the Garou conversationalist tribes. Spirits: Aggie has a strong attraction to the topic of spirits. What they are, what they want, what they can do for her and others. It's her strongest sphere. Family: After her brother Jonathon fell to the Wyrm, he returned to the family home and murdered their father, two of her brothers, and was injured fighting their older Garou sister. Their mother is a well-ranked Garou, away at the time of the family murders. After the family murders, her older brother took her away from her family home. Her brothers' crimes against their family helped shatter her mind and corrupted her, opening her to the Wyrm. New To Town: Aggie has recently arrived in Prospect in the beginning of September of 2018 with her older brother Jonathon and their older sister, Joan. They have begun to try and make friends and allies both within and outside of the service of the Wyrm. Nephandi: As Nephandi, and a tool of the Wyrm, Aggie can be a less than pleasant individual, but she is capable of getting along with others. I have no intention on playing this character is a un-yielding agent of harm and torment on other players, and I don't solely want to be limited to the Wyrm sphere. I'm always up for most any RP. If you want some social RP (as Aggie or Amy), need a moderately smart mustache twirling nemesis or just a rollicking good time with a boundary pushing thrill seeker, let me know. Description Aggie Waist length raven black hair hangs straight, the wild strands mostly tucked behind her ears and behind her shoulders, though the occasional strand falls across her eyes or face. Clear green-grey eyes, long lashed under well-shaped brows, manage to stand out rather than be lost behind the wild strands of her hair. When her hair isn't obscuring her from view, her face is delicately featured, pert-nosed and full lips all too easily adding to her expressiveness. Without the benefit of heels, she stands at most an inch or two over five feet. Her torso is covered in a long sleeved and well worn, red shirt, and the material thin enough to show a hint of the pale skin of her arms under it. Over the long sleeved shirt is a black baby-doll displaying a stylized black and white image of a picket fence as if seen through the eyes of a small girl. Typed font on the image reads, "I'm too small to be so mad." The hem of the shirts stop just at her jeans, her movements occasionally showing a lean, well-toned stomach, and the occasional glint of what might be a piercing. Black jeans, well-worn, knees showing wear and the hem of the pants sorting a couple of stray threads, give way to a pair of especially scuffed dark red eighteen-hole Doc Martins, blue and green shoelaces tying them up all the way. At her neck is a black choker, a few plain silver rings visible on her fingers and a woven string bracelet in green, black and blue is tied around her left wrist. Two pairs of earrings are visible in both ears. Amy PENDING Contacts Jonny: My big brother, the hero Joanie: The big sister Notable Statistics Appearance: () Manipulation: () Charisma: () Awareness: Subterfuge: () Resources: () Lore Mage: () Lore Wyrm: () Lore Spirit: () Spirit: () Life: () Prime: () Enchanting Voice: () Kinfolk (BSD) Immaculate Aura Curiosity Short Fuse (Aggie) Shy (Amy) Gallery Soundtrack Skin - Oingo Boingo If you peel away the armor is something underneath... Broken - Seether 'Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I'm strong enouugh... Dark Night of the Soul - Danger Mouse & Sparklehorse Dark dream world Dark night of the soul... Charlotte Sometimes - The Cure All the faces - All the voices blur, Change to one face - Change to one voice... Christine - Siouxsie and the Banshees She tries not to shatter, Kaleidoscope style, Personality changes behind her red smile, Every new problem brings a stranger inside, Helplessly forcing one more new disguise Crystal Cave - Minotaurs All I ask is that I lead, Softly in your arms, Into the void Monkey - Robert Plant Its like a radio turning way down low, Telling me things I do not know I know... Mother/Oh Mein Papa - Siouxsie and the Banshees The thing you grow to hate (The love you won't forget) Dominion/Mother Russia - The Sisters of Mercy When I close my eyes, When I look your way, When I meet the fear that lies inside, When I hear you say, In the heat of the moment, Say, say, say... This Corrosion - The Sisters of Mercy I got nothing to say I ain't said before, I bled all I can, I won't bleed no more, I don't need no one to understand... Splintered in her Head - The Cure