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Envy-- Danyka Lynn Briston
Gender: Female
Age:
Bio:All She ever wanted was to be the best at ONE thing. Danyka always had crappy this, or mediocre that. She never knew her parents, and was raised in Foster care. And every time she would watch another child get adopted, or find a new home, she would be bitter with envy. When she was a teenager, she was always outdone. One day, she snapped. A cheerleader, Matelda Rowe, had been complaining about being fat, and Danyka had overheard. Danyka was seething with anger and jealousy. The girl was not fat. She was perfectly toned, thin and muscular. But no match for Danyka. Later that night, as the cheerleader was walking home, Danyka hit her over the head with a stick, knocking her unconscious. The next day, the cheerleader was found in the school courtyard, brutally cut open, stuffed with cotton, and sewn shut. Danyka had claimed that the girl didn't know how good she had it, and she had to be taught a lesson. Then Danyka turned up missing. Without a trace, she'd vanished. Two years later, at the age of 19, Danyka came back into the world, though still under the radar. She'd made a pact with Lucifer, and she'd never be the same. She was possessed by Envy, the Demon Of Jealousy. But her mind had not taken well to Envy's presence. Whereas the other sins had completely melded with their vessels, unnoticeable, Danyka and Envy remained 2 separate entities, living in the same body.
Powers: Copycat, this means can take over somebody else's power for a short period of time, or a skill. Also, Danyka herself cannot feel pain. Instead, Envy absorbs all her pain.
Her Intro. Kinda.
Sometimes Danyka wished she hadn't hurt that cheerleader.. Her name had been... Had been.... Danyka could barely remember. "Matelda Rowe..." She muttered, the name hitting her like a brick wall. She sometimes wished that she hadn't done those mean things to all those people. Inside her head, she heard a voice, one that was both her own, yet not. "They weren't nice people Dany. You know that. They didn't know how good they had it. They took it all for granted." The voice sent shivers down Danyka's spine. It always had. Ever since she met that man. That beast. That... "Lucifer, Dany? He helped us, Dany. He helped us see. He gave us power." Danyka cringed again, and continued her walk up to the church, ignoring any stare she recieved from passerby, the looks of fear included. "He didn't help US. He changed me... He made you haunt me..." She whispered to the voice in her head. The voice scared her. It said strange things. It made her hurt people. "I hurt people for you, Dany, because you're too weak." The voice was getting on Danyka's last nerve. "Stop calling me Dany!" She muttered. The church loomed before her, And something about it made Danyka want to rip the very flesh from her own bones. Maybe it was the aura of the utter goodness surrounding it. Maybe it was the fact that her flesh, tainted by Lucifer seared with pain when she approached the house of God. "You're weak, Dany... so weak..." The voice teased her, whispering across her mind. Danyka hated that Damned voice. Lashing out, she turned to the brick building beside her, and punched it as hard as she could. "Leave. Me. ALONE!" She yelled out loud, aiming to scream at the voice, which slipped away into a fit of twisted hysterical laughter.
Appearance:
Envy//Danyka
 Nakilee-Lost_Her-Brackets · Wed Dec 23, 2009 @ 11:08pm · 0 Comments |
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