Pepper (DeathByMe)
Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2017 7:33 pm
IGN: DeathByMe
Name: Papillion Amour
Nickanme: Pepper
Date of birth: Summer of 1801
~Just a fucked up lil creature~
Model: Kerli
Back story~
My past?
Its shit.
My mother was a neko and a witch.
My father was drunk and a human.
He learned magiks from her, and bonded my DNA with so many things I don't even know. He just wanted death and destruction. A quiet meek looking killer.
Yea thats not what he got.
So he tried again with my brother.
I don't remember my mother much, just the few things she taught me and the way her blood swirled into the makeshift tub.
I have blocked most the things from my mind that happened, but the way my brother smiled. That still burns bright.
I did everything to save him, and I failed but I've learned its ok. He was far to sweet for this world.
After my eighteenth birthday, and being bitten, I don't remember much.
I remember waking in blood with a little panther licking my face. She has become my best friend.
Even now the many years in this tavern seem to face and bleed together, few people sticking out in those times.
But I wouldn't change it. I love/ hate it all.
I am who I am because of it.
I found a family I could have never dreamed of.
Friends I never imagined.
A flame thats sparked into an inferno~
Name: Papillion Amour
Nickanme: Pepper
Date of birth: Summer of 1801
~Just a fucked up lil creature~
Model: Kerli
Back story~
My past?
Its shit.
My mother was a neko and a witch.
My father was drunk and a human.
He learned magiks from her, and bonded my DNA with so many things I don't even know. He just wanted death and destruction. A quiet meek looking killer.
Yea thats not what he got.
So he tried again with my brother.
I don't remember my mother much, just the few things she taught me and the way her blood swirled into the makeshift tub.
I have blocked most the things from my mind that happened, but the way my brother smiled. That still burns bright.
I did everything to save him, and I failed but I've learned its ok. He was far to sweet for this world.
After my eighteenth birthday, and being bitten, I don't remember much.
I remember waking in blood with a little panther licking my face. She has become my best friend.
Even now the many years in this tavern seem to face and bleed together, few people sticking out in those times.
But I wouldn't change it. I love/ hate it all.
I am who I am because of it.
I found a family I could have never dreamed of.
Friends I never imagined.
A flame thats sparked into an inferno~
