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lightlessflame) wrote2019-11-18 06:38 pm
lightlessflame) wrote2019-11-18 06:38 pm
Duplicity Application
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Name: Danielle Age: 27 Contact: Timezone: PST Other Character(s): Ginger Hale (apping concurrently) |
Name: Agnes Montague Door: door pass Canon: The Magnus Archives Canon Point: Post-Death (Pre-Series) Age: 26 (Unaging, true age unknown but may be somewhere in her 60s) Appearance: PB: Alina Kovalenko Agnes is described as being quite tall, with long auburn hair and an intense stare that can pull you in like a moth to the flame. History: here Personality: By her nature, Agnes is a raw force of pure destruction. As a child, she was prone to violent, deadly tantrums. Her young, irrational rage would burn houses, fell guardians. No one was safe, and no one tried to discipline her. She reveled in her fire, her decimation. As she grew older, these impulses faded, but the hunger never left her. The delight at seeing the earth scorched, bones blackened...it's not just her nature, it's her instinct. Her destiny. There's a very real part of her that resents this aspect of herself, but it's not one she's ever thought of fighting. It's familiar, and it's always been praised. Raised alone among only the cult followers that had helped bring her into the world, away from other children and all other sources of influence, Agnes lived a life of sheltered and single-minded solitude. She lacks many social cues, and in fact generally avoids instigating conversations or interactions with others unless she deems it necessary for a given reason. Agnes has no distaste for others; she'll usually reciprocate when approached if she finds the person agreeable...but interactions with her are often stilted, strange, and somewhat creepy. What she prefers, and what she knows, is how to seclude herself from afar, and experience the life around her as if it's a novelty that she has no real part of. To fill the spaces in her reality left devoid of human interaction, Agnes has dedicated herself to study. Bright and dedicated, she devotes herself to her craft...regardless of the dark places that the knowledge may take her. She pursues knowledge in a way that could almost be considered ironic, when one considers the adversarial position she'd ultimately end up in with the Archivist of her own time. Ultimately, liking to have control over whatever she may, Agnes seeks answers of her own. Answers that she finds herself, without the bias of those who might wish to control her. There is enlightenment there, and comfort, in ways that no living creature can provide. A side effect of a lifetime of isolation, of terrible information, and of a hunger that requires you to revel in the pain of others is a nature of generalized apathy. In a sense, it could be said that her apathy is simply a part of the beast that she is. As the lightless flame, the suffering of others means nothing to her. As Agnes Montague, the human, it is easier to separate herself from her morality. She'd go crazy otherwise, crushed under the burden of her own flaming destiny. A single touch brings others to their knees, disfigured or worse...and no matter how she may feel about those who suffer, it sustains her. Keeps her young, beautiful, and powerful. And thus she must crave more. When people become food, she separates herself from them as best as she can manage. By virtue of her making, Agnes has never been one to submit to others. She is the messiah: the reckoning, the desolation incarnate, the lightless flame, and therefore she has never had to take orders from anyone else. Suggestions, yes. And certainly she'll listen to others when they give her their thoughts and opinions, but ultimately, she's a woman who takes every action with a strength that is not to be denied. Her birth, her upbringing, and her destiny left her without freedom. A life where she would be a slave to the torture she'd feed off of. A creature meant to be remorseless no matter what she may think or feel. In return, Agnes refuses to bend her will to anyone else in any situation that gives her the chance to put her foot down. Although it's a subtle, easily overlooked aspect of her personality, Agnes is prone to losing herself in deep questions and to flights of fancy. Her introspective tendencies stem not just from her instincts to distance herself from all other connections, but to the questions that burn deeply inside her that no one has ever cared to explain to her before. What is she, exactly, and what is it like to be unlike her? She parades around, when she's able, as if she is just as normal as anyone, finding her own sort of joy in simple acts of daily life that have nothing to do with her. She ponders existence, and life, and hope, and her own doubts. She questions, and she seeks. Above all else, Agnes is angry. The anger she houses is boiling and seethes in silent, molten fury. While she has learned to contain it, it's nonetheless a part of her that is rooted more deeply than she can even truly reconcile. Powers and Abilities: Agnes, for all intents and purposes, is fire contained in the shell of a human. Not only can she create fire, she burns so intensely hot inside herself as to be a hazard to others (and to her environment). She has enough control over herself to keep her clothes from burning up against her skin, but otherwise, skin-on-skin contact with others provides them with an immediate and intense heat...which only burns ever-hotter on the inside. She can raise not only her own temperature but affect the temperature of the atmosphere around her, as well. Needless to say, she, herself, is completely resistant to the effects of heat, and can never feel cold; liquid would evaporate on her skin, ice would melt. Whether or not she cares for it, Agnes, being an avatar of the Desolation, exists on the suffering of others. Misery, pain, and torment from those who have hopes and potential in their life keeps the fire inside her burning hot and bright. She doesn't need to eat, has never really thought to, and presumably doesn't need much of anything else, either. This, of course, means that ultimately, she needs to experience suffering to keep herself in good health. It doesn't have to be her or anyone else that inflicts the suffering as long as she's able to drink it in. Strangely, Agnes has also demonstrated an ability to mark an individual in a way that can shake them out of hypnotic trances and other influences that have a sway over their free will. It's not infallible, and depends largely on that person's own acknowledgement of their bent will: if they're struggling to break free already, this mark will give them the final push they need. It's likely that this ability stems from the fact that all avatars of a power seem to be able to stake a claim, in some way, to their prey. The person may not even realize that they have a mark at all until it suddenly effects them. In Agnes' case, a quick and minor touch can lay dormant without burning an individual, until suddenly, in the throes of their mental struggle, the searing pain will flare, overpowering the outside influence with physical stimuli and grounding them back in reality. Although it feels like a hot iron branding into their skin, they'll find no literal mar to their body. Inventory: 1. The severed hand of Raymond Fielding. 2. A clear box container filled with hundreds of spiders. 3. A noose. Samples: Test Drive |
