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Drusilla Warren
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Born: October 07, 2020 Forum Topics Started: 0 (House only: 0)
Race: Demon Forum Posts / Replies: 0 (House only: 0)
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Home City: New Orleans Mail Sent: 0
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Drusilla Warren's Biography
Hi! My name is Drusilla Warren! My hobbies are flying kites and skipping!

Once upon a time...

There was a little girl who lived in a rural cabin with her family. One night she woke to find herself covered in blood and her parents were dead.

She remembered it all. Something made her do it. She should have been sad, she wasn't. She should have wept, she didn't. Drusilla just remembered how much she liked it. She wasn't Drusilla anymore. She was free.

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Dessa Chambers 10/07/20 Dessa cringed at the girl's laughter. It was not cute, no matter how much she may have thought it was. It was creepy. And so was her skipping around. "I'm not sad..." She said dryly, while resisting the urge to snatch her hand away from the demon child. Maybe if she just...stood there, still and silent, Dru might just go away.

Or not. "Uhh. I'm not really mommy material, Drusilla. Why do you need a mommy anyway?" This probably wasn't the right course of action to take, but lord help her, she was not about to care for a demon child.
Dita Morgenstern 10/07/20 It wasn't that the child scared her so much, well she did but not for the reason most would think. The tall blond was accused of murders as a child. A murderer of other children. Which landed her in an Asylum for many years. Until four years previous, really. So when a child approached Dita, it was generally fear ..for their safety or for she being returned to the Asylum. Even if she was innocent in the past.

"I-I don't have a kite and it's getting late, y-you should probably go back home."

Little did Dita know that the girl was a member of her family. She must have arrived while Dita was in Cancun. Her heart suddenly ached for Jack, the child that chose her to be his guardian a few years ago. She had failed him, though. He died of some plague, the red death they called it.
Honoria Louviere 10/07/20 Nora couldn't help but blink owlishly at the... child? Should she really be discussing the a murderous crime scene with one that looked so innocent? Where was this child's parents? At the very least, Nora didn't think this was what she'd go to Hell for.

"Yes, I'm Honoria. Nora... and the murder. I did see it. It was awful. Blood every where. She killed her friends. She was definitely possessed by something. Literally Satan. Just... only prettier."
Katherine Murray 10/07/20 It was rare, these days, for anyone out of the small circle of people she kept in contact with, to speak with her; little less, a stranger in the form of a kid. Though, with the way she was creepily tilting her head back and forth; Katherine was certain she couldn't judge the book by its cover. It also didn't help that she was very torn... should she ask the kid where her parents were? Or if she had girl scout cookies...

"Well, aren't you just the cutest thing." Option C. "I could just eat you up..." With some fava beans and a nice chianti. "You can call me Kat... and I've never flown a kite before."
Dessa Chambers 10/07/20 Dessa's shoulders tightened at the sound of the child's voice. Great. Her very own little demon child stalker. How lucky she was. "Hello, Drusilla." Her tone may have come across as a little exasperated, but damn this child gave her the creeps. "Can't say that I have.." She squints at Drusilla, "What do you want?"
Rose the Hat 10/07/20 My wild Irish Rose,
The sweetest flow'r that grows,
You may search ev'rywhere,
But none can compare
With my wild Irish Rose.

Sweet, dulcet tones poured forth from ruby lips as the top-hatted femme boheme absently hummed to herself. A crooked smile spread over angelic features at the sight of a new arrival; a mischievous glint in those emerald eyes.

"Well, hi there." She drew closer, handing you a small bouquet of freshly picked wildflowers, "Welcome to the realm, stranger. You look new around here. This place can be dark and scary sometimes. If it gets too lonely or you need a guide, do seek me out. Either way, I will be keeping an eye out for you, and I do hope you shine"
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