O U T O F C H A R A C T E RName: Cait
Gender: Female
Age: 17
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B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N
Name: Nerezza Malvolia Ferruccio
Rezza
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Blood Status: Pureblood
Year AND Age: 18
Preferred houses: Slytherin
Canon or Original: Original
Play-by: Adriana Lima
A P P E A R A N C EHeight: 5'8"
Hair: Dark brown, nearly black. It depends on the lighting, really.
Eye colour: emerald green
Skin: Caramel
General Appearance: Nerezza has always been known as a typical Italian beauty. She has the original caramel skintone with striking black hair to match. Her eyes are almond-shaped and a dazzling emerald green, notable in her family. Her lips and body are voluptuous and curvy, making her wanted by most men. There are few that can deny her. She is rather thin, in all the right places, because she makes sure to stay in the best shape possible. There is no room for mistakes.
P E R S O N A L I T YSkills: -Killing
-Acrobatics
-Potions
-The Unforgivables
-Deception
-Dueling
-Swordsmanship
-Seduction
Weaknesses: -Lustful
-Bad Temper
-Flying
-Lord Voldemort
Likes: -Killing
-Blood
-Screams
-Fear
-Mocking
-Chaos
Dislikes:-Those that think they are better than her
-Goody Two Shoes
-Aurors/Order Members
-Overt Cheeriness
-Constant Chattering
Motto: If it bleeds, we can kill it.
General Personality: Nerezza is a very cruel young woman. When faced with anything she sets her mind to, she does it immediately. She is quite ruthless and impulsive, doing things on her slightest whim. Nothing can stop her if she wants something. She is very lustful, for she desires the touches of men and their affection, even if she can never return it. She seeks out the weak people, eager to gain their blood upon her hands. She loves to cause fear to settle in the hearts of all those that she comes across.
H I S T O R YFamily Information: Luciana Ferruccio - mother (deceased)
Fintan Ferruccio - father (deceased)
Raulf Ferruccio - uncle (deceased)
Childhood: Nerezza grew up in a rather hateful environment. Her parents were rather loving, but they raised her in an environment full of of contempt of those beneath their blood purity and wealthiness. Her parents had become faithful Death Eaters at young ages, giving up everything for the Dark Lord. When she was only twelve, they were killed by Aurors during a raid. The hatred she was suddenly infested with encompassed her like nothing else she had ever encountered. She didn't know who had murdered her parents, but she vowed that she would kill every Auror that she came across for what they did to her. She stayed with her Uncle Raulf, who she murdered upon turning 17. She didn't need him any more and he was nothing but a supporter of everything she was against. What use did she have of that?
Hogwarts: n/a
Adulthood: Nerezza, after the battle of Hogwarts, left the school immediately. It was clear that she would no longer be welcomed there after siding with the Death Eaters. She is an accomplished Metamorphmagus, as was her grandmother, so she has no need of hiding out in random inns and the like. She keeps in touch with all of the Death Eaters that she possibly can for she would never want to be out of the loop. It doesn't become her, especially when she is always known as one of the people who knows everything there is to know about nearly everything. She keeps tabs upon the Aurors and Order Members as well, for she is currently a spy in the Ministry. She is eager to do everything in her power to become the greatest Dark Witch the world has ever seen.
Short Roleplay:Nerezza was furious on this auspicious Saturday afternoon. She hadn't seen Devin in at least a week and no one was talking to her. The guards feared her too much and she had no Damien to calm her nerves. She stomped down the hallways with her black pumps, pushing roughly past men in white coats and also the guards. She came upon a rather crowded area and her eyes flashed onyx. "OUT OF MY WAY!" she snarled, her voice like venom as it erupted throughout the corridor, bounding off of the white walls with fear. The people scattered away and she found a guard that seemed to have not heard her. She grabbed him by the collar and turned his face to hers. Her emeralds gazed deeply into his and she caressed his face before whispering, "Didn't you hear? The chaos has arrived." She giggled madly before throwing him to the side, laughing as his body crunched painfully against the wall.
The smile faded from her lips, replacing itself with a frown as she continued down the hallway, her expression that of determination. Her short white dress trembled with the anger of its wearer, rippling with her curves and destruction. Her black hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail, loose strands falling elegantly around her face. She was not to be defied today. But, the one person that would defy her, despite how angry Nerezza was, would be Chase. The fox always found a reason to negate everything she had lived by, so why should it be any different in this moment?
With a smirk, Nerezza came upon the door to the Fox's room. When she kicked the door open after punching in the password, she glared heatedly at the guards. "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Obviously not wanting to be in the path of this Dragon when she was out for blood, they all ran out of the room, some even trampling each other. But, one didn't make it out. When he accidentally tripped, Nerezza grinned ruthlessly. She slammed the door shut and then turned to face him, eyes like cold green fire. With a softness that was deceiving to its core, Nerezza moved towards him, pulled him up to his feet and then stared straight into his eyes. Then, she threw him into the wall, clasping her hand around his throat to keep him in place. Yanking her dagger out of the strap of her stiletto she slashed his chest, smiling as he screamed. The crimson liquid flew into the air, splashing against the floor and her white dress. She shook with pleasure and then took a slice at his cheek. Without hesitating, she moved her mouth to his face and licked the blood clean off of it. Her eyes rolled back in her head at the taste. "How unlucky for someone so delicious to be cut short of a life so pathetic." He begged her and pleaded with her to spare him and she simply smiled. Then, he screamed that he would do anything.
Nerezza grinned, moving her tongue along his jaw as the blood dripped farther down his face. "Mmm," she moaned, the sound wicked in its volume. She moved her face so that it was straight in front of his and whispered, "When are you going to learn that you cannot make a deal with chaos? There is no deal, you pathetic man! DON'T YOU REALIZE THAT I'VE ALREADY WON? YOUR FEAR IS PORTRAYING YOUR DEATH." She giggled silkily. She moved her hand away from his throat, placing the dagger there instead. She fluttered her lashes and whispered, "I can see my reflection in your eyes, you know. I'm glad that I was the last thing you got to lay those dull eyes upon." Without a second thought, she slew the knife across the skin on his throat, giggling as the blood splattered out of it and onto her face.
Dropping the body to the ground, she turned to Chase. Crimson dripped from her caramel face, giving it the appearance of a bloody monster. But, there was still a kind of beauty that lay beneath. It wasn't much, but it could hold people sane enough to think that she would actually spare them. She only spared people based on what Devin wanted. Nothing else mattered. Not even her sanity. Moving her tongue along the blade of her dagger, she leaned closer to Chase, watching her with those too-bright emerald eyes. "I thought I'd come by to add some more art to your already scarred flesh." She grinned. "After all, you haven't had enough of my work displayed on you quite yet. Maybe then you'll lose your hope." With the skill of a swordsman, she twirled the blade in her fingers before slashing it through the air right in front of Chase's face. The tip ran along her cheek, not enough to scar, but just enough to hurt for more than a few days. Nerezza laughed crazily, her giggle rebounding off the walls as she watched the blood come to the surface and shine its crimson glow.
"Did you like the show?" she whispered. "I did it for you, you know. Did you doubt I would kill him? Just like he did?" She giggled. Her heart pummeled in her chest, threatening to burst with the excitement of her slaughter.
by Nerezza Ferruccio Wed Jun 16, 2010 4:32 am
