Name;Amanita;Species;Kyoki no Akuma;Age; 40 -Akuma years- 90 -Human years-;Personality; Somewhat sarcastic, devilish, insane (Inspired by the voice in her head she calls "friend", though she really suffers from a mental disorder), unsympathetic, Enjoys suffering;Powers, if any; -Not gonna go into COMPLETE detail on what they are, considering I haven't really thought about it XD- Basically things relating to poisoning the mind and the mind itself;History; Haven't thought bout it. XD; optional
(Ill pop an rp sample here, too. Just so you're dead solid on how I rp.)
Amanita narrowed her eyes down at the furry creature staring up at her, sniffing. Its long, ugly pink tail stuck straight from its brown, furry behind. "Quit staring at me, you ugly thing I call food..." She growled in annoyance. Her wings were tucked, her legs sticking out to the side. 'Why not play with it, dear?' The eerie yet familiar voice of her friend whispered in her ear. A large grin crept onto her face. "Of course... Why haven't I thought of that before?" She replied with a soft chuckle. She unsheathed her claws, though the mouse began to squeak in alarm, quickly scurrying away. She held it still with her other paw. "Tut tut, little child..." She whispered, "Relax..." She licked her claws, spreading her poisonous saliva all over them, and then pricking the small creature with it. It had stopped struggling, seeming to breathe extremely hard, it twitched, running around, though hitting into things or slipping, squeaking loudly, at points stopping and just staring at nothing, then going back to running and hitting into things. She raised her brows; Interesting. It seemed to do the effects of one who she had injected a lot of poison into. Perhaps its because of its little body it spread so fast... She watched it scurry away into parts unknown, probably confused out of its mind. 'You could have done worse... You know..' The voice murmured. "Ah... But it wouldn't have suffered as well as it did.." [/center]