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Second Note: Character card by https://www.deviantart.com/mama-choco?rnrd=237904
Name:
Athena Azazel Holt
Age:
23
Gender:
Female
Species:
Possessed Doll
Sexuality:
N/A
Job:
Music Shop Worker
Spirit-Item:
Tooth Necklace
Personality:
She’s the one with the plans, one who’s going to do what she wants and stubbornly won’t change her mind. She’s quick to tell others when they are stupid, because everyone is stupid. Athena is the loud rowdy friend you want at a party, but not much else. She’s a heavy drinker, and heavy rocker. A careful risk taker, who speaks her mind. Its hard to keep this one loyal, unless its something she cares about.
Likes:
1. Music
2. Singing
3. Drinking
4. Being Loud
5. Scars
6. Dark Humor
7. Cussing
Dislikes:
1. Cutesy Things
2. Boredom
3. Limes
4. Turtles
5. Stubborn People
6. “Girls”
Backstory:
First hearing rock… it brought her to life, it was fantastic. She didn’t know anything else after that, ditching school often, flipping off her parents, and getting into fights. She did whatever she wanted, and that was just the way she loved to live her life. She was alive, she was rowdy, she was partying and having fun. What more could anyone want?
Athena…. she knew that what everyone was doing was stupid, she wasn’t an idiot. She just enjoyed the stupidity, watching and only getting involved when she could win. After all she wasn’t one to let herself get caught, odds had to be on her side. But she wasn’t one to believe in black magic, and summoning demons. If its not real, there's no risk. At least that's what she had thought for the longest time… until one day it worked.
One day, her idiot friends and her, drunk as can be meddled with black magic. They stole some weird creepy life sized ball jointed doll, said some random words… random to her at least, then it all went black. She was above her body…. for a second then in the dolls body. She could remember hearing the screams of her friends around her, it took her a while for her to be able to control the doll and take a good look around. By that time, it was too late, they were all dead, throats slit. She gave their bodies a kick to check, and sure enough they didn’t move. All she could think was…. “Well ——.”
Now… Yes they were her idiot friends but she didn’t entirely care what would happen to them. She’s lost many friends to suicide and drug over doses already, so death wasn’t some new concept. She sighed, picking up the book in front of the circle. It hadn’t been there before and it had a sticky note that read, “Congratulations on your new body, the others were taken as sacrifice and you get this little token. Enjoy your new life.”
She groaned in annoyance, now how was she supposed to start a band? Her new body was fragile, and already cracked. The dead bodies around her, splashed blood on her. Blood stained and broken? Time to pick up a new hobby… doll making. She looked at their bodies looting their money and whatever clothes that didn’t have blood stains, getting dressed and packing up, taking the book as well. Another horrible realization hit her, “I can’t —ing drink Alcohol now!”
After that incident, she traveled the world, broke into some more concerts, and gained a couple new skills. She was the master of disguise, changing her doll parts and easily repairing them. No cops could chase her down, after all they could barely tell she was the same person half the time. During this entire time however, she hadn’t opened the book of black magic. The odds weren’t in her favor with it, it may have gotten her into this body, but she doubted it could give her a human body again. No more black magic risks. But the letter… from Cardiff Island, it was perfect. “— yeah I can drink again.”
Extras:
-She’s fantastic at making dolls, she knows how to reinforce them with the proper materials and create copies of dolls quickly.
-Master of disguises, she’s able to change her look quickly and knows when others are disguised easily. She’s been in this game for too long can’t trick her.
-Little black book, also known as Tome of Azazel. She doesn’t get why its named after her, but she doesn’t entirely care. She keeps it on her at all times…
-Shes a great actor too, shes not one to tell her stories straight up. Perhaps shes always lying?
