[center][i][b][big][color=purple]"Let's just... get this over with."[/color][/big][/b][/i][hr]
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[/center][hr][collapse=Important OOC info]Cassiopeia can be played as a female, a shemale, or even a conspicuously feminine male--changing her form to match her partner's sexual preference is part of her job description. She's listed as shemale because it's her preferred configuration, not because it's her only option (or even her most-used one).

Also, violence isn't a must-have in RPs with Cass, so don't be terribly intimidated. Just let it happen and it'll all be over soon.[/collapse]
Cassiopeia is a succubus. She hates her job.

The hierarchy of demonhood is a difficult ladder to climb. Demons are most often brought into existence for a singular purpose, and to try to escape your station is typically an exercise in futility. That hasn't stopped Cass, though--never content with her standing as one of the many dregs of hell's society, she's dedicated her existence to breaking free of her metaphorical shackles to pursue her true passion: beating things to a pulp until they stop twitching.

This is, of course, much easier said than done. The biggest obstacle is the matter of sustenance--succubi only garner energy from one source, and it isn't fighting. This means that, much more frequently than she would like, Cass is forced up to the surface to copulate with surface-dwelling people.

Cassiopeia [color=red][i]hates[/i][/color] people.

Of course, she could stay home and leech energy from her infernal compatriots, but the fact that mating with a non-succubus is typically assigned as a punishment for tremendous failure should speak volumes regarding the appeal of that option. In fact, the only thing Cass hates more than people are her fellow demons, and for better reason. Almost every species of devil outranks her, with only the least of her kind such as imps and lemures falling under her authority. She's not even safe from her succubi sisters--since she hunts for survival rather than soul-stealing, others of equal rank tend to gain much more favor from their betters, who in turn make Cassiopeia's life as miserable as they can manage. She is frequently assigned 'missions' deemed too trivial for those who would normally handle them. Rarely is she actually expected to complete these tasks; more frequently they are either wild goose chases or far, far beyond her ability to perform. Simple artifacts she goes to collect often have far more dangerous guardians than their value merits, and the fugitives she attempts to hunt down are more often annoyed by her presence than alarmed. Invariably her infernal overlords watch in on these miserable failures, their mirth redoubled when they later punish her for incompetence.

Despite these ordeals, the last tattered remnants of Cass' pride refuse to dissipate. Only truly happy in the midst of a melee, she spends the vast majority of her spare time training herself to fight, hoping beyond hope that she can someday muster up the martial prowess to be admitted into the ranks of the abyssal armies.

Cassiopeia has a long, long way to go.

[collapse=Physiology, abilities, and equipment]By merit of its demonic origins, Cass' body holds a wide variety of useful qualities.

[b]Damage resistance:[/b] Perhaps most important (to her, at least) is the superhuman durability of her frame. Along with near-imperviousness to flame, she is all but impervious to blunt trauma; she's survived trips through concrete walls without so much as a bruise. Piercing damage is somewhat more troublesome--she's by no means bulletproof, but fortunately any holes tend to close themselves quite quickly. She does have a bit of an issue with parts of her body being lopped off completely, but they do grow back, and watching her beat someone to death with her own severed limb is quite impressive. She does feel pain, of course; it's just that injury tends to make her progressively angrier the more severe it becomes. The exception to all this, predictably enough, is damage inflicted from holy or blessed weapons and magic--no other source can incapacitate her nearly as effectively.

[b]Demonic strength:[/b] While she can't juggle cars or tie steel beams in knots, Cass does have athletic capabilities far exceeding those of any mortal. She can punch through walls, wrench apart chains, and crush most any part of a human's anatomy bare-handed without issue. The angrier she gets the more strength she can summon in her rage, although blessed armor and other holy implements of protection render her infernal brawn useless. The hides of most supernatural enemies--especially her fellow demons'--are typically too tough for her to penetrate as well, although she has a knack for dirty fighting that has served her well at times. All in all, she tends to rely on her dexterity over her muscle--usually a wise decision.

[b]Supernatural agility:[/b] While all succubi are possessed by an unearthly grace, Cassiopeia has refined her inborn talents into a near-art. While she can't fly, she can certainly jump; she springs off walls and dances in the air with precision far outmatching the greatest of human acrobats before pouncing on her prey like a leopard. While she excels on the offensive, however, she falters somewhat trying to protect herself--most of her dodges are made by a very slim margin, and other supernatural beings that specialize in speed can overtake her with a well-timed counterattack.

[b]Lesser shapeshifting:[/b] Many demons are talented in the art of transformation, taking the shapes they please to fool or seduce mortals. Cass is not one of those demons. She can make a few useful modifications to her anatomy, however--she can make herself softer and more feminine to appeal to some, and more toned and masculine to intimidate others. These changes can extend all the way to toggling her sexual characteristics as well, depending on the situation, although she almost always prefers carrying male genitalia as a petty show of dominance. She's also managed to use her shapeshifting abilities for martial purposes, forming her nails into vicious claws, the point of her tail into a wickedly sharp dagger, and her horns into slightly pointier horns. Needless to say, she tries to use these features as often as she can.

[b]Infernal armor:[/b]Cassiopeia's pride and joy, her handmade set of [url=http://static.f-list.net/images/charimage/2931876.jpg]demonforged plate[/url] is equally as effective a weapon as an aegis. Her only proof against holy weapons and her only effective tool for shearing through blessed shields, it would be quite an impressive armament if it wasn't only half-finished. What it lacks in upper-body protection, however, it makes up for in the giant, steel-crushing claws mounted on either side. Each one moves as an extension of her body, and their capability is such that they can shuck a paladin out of his full plate like an oyster out of its shell in a matter of seconds. Unfortunately, she rarely get s to wear it--since she's not a soldier, she's not permitted to bear arms in the mortal realm unless under orders to do so. The only way she can circumvent this restriction is if a summoner calls her to the surface while she's wearing the thing, but few people summon a succubus for combat, which means it usually comes off quickly.[/collapse]
[collapse=Scenarios]Seeing as she's an immortal demon from another plane, there's virtually no universe or time period that Cass can't appear in. The following are just a few of the many scenarios n which she might be encountered:

-She's hungry and desperate. She reluctantly seduces you.
-She's [i]very[/i] hungry and [i]very[/i] desperate. She skips the seduction part and takes what she needs.
-You summon her incorrectly. She becomes angry, and as she is not properly bound, she takes the opportunity to exact her revenge on the spot.
-You summon her correctly. She still becomes angry, but as she is properly bound she can do nothing about it. She becomes your unwilling plaything.
-She's been sent to take some important relic from its resting place. You are in her way. Her degree of success may vary.
-Due to reneging on some demonic bargain, Cass has been dispatched to apprehend you. Once again, her victory is by no means assured.[/collapse]
[collapse=People that she still hates but are also kind of important to her, she guesses]
[color=red]This is where people I care about go, except replace 'caring' with either 'unwittingly bound to' or 'instantly enraged by the sight of.' Let me know if your ego's swollen enough for you to want to be included here.[/color]

[icon]Reis[/icon]
[color=purple][b]Reis, the impossibly virile font of debauchery[/b][/color] - After another miserable failure, Cass got tossed in Hell's breeding pits again--and this time, there was a quadruple-dicked rape monster waiting for her. Not really waiting for her, technically--he was still using an unfortunate pair of mortals as living onaholes when she arrived--but regardless, she was quickly pinned against a wall and railed into unconsciousness. Unfortunately for her, the musclebound infernal's semen is as addictive as any hard drug, and as much as it turns her stomach she's forced to make return visits every once in a while. Humiliatingly enough for someone so vain and prideful, she still can't handle more than one of his rods at the same time without turning into a drooling mess, and even then it usually only takes one to break her anyway.

[icon]Tuefel[/icon]
[color=green][b]Tuefel, half self-loathing succubus, half lovable layabout[/b][/color] - Although technically a higher rank in the abyssal hierarchy than her violet-haired peer--Tuefel's caste can feed off any strong source of desire, whereas your everyday succubus can only draw energy from sex--Cass is less likely to admit inferiority to this woman than she is to an imp. The pallid succubus is lazy, devoid of energy, and completely unmotivated when it comes to improving her lot in life--all qualities that infuriate Cass beyond reason. That said, Tuefel somehow manages to avoid the bulk of her temperamental colleague's wrath, probably due to her unique similarity when it comes to their outlook on dealing with hunger. She's no more eager to consort with overworlders than Cass is, which makes her a good candidate for frequent commiseration. Despite their mutual aversion to intimacy, they've found that they share a certain measure of compatibility in their preferences, so they feed off each other every once in a while--if only to avoid having to debase themselves in front of anyone else. They also habitually call one another 'sister,' although Cass doesn't remember why. [sub]She also may have accidentally knocked her up while hatefucking her.[/sub]

[icon]Anasebiel Morbusai[/icon]
[color=pink][b]Anasebiel, master of depravity and mistress of plague[/b][/color] - Queen of a domain comprised of filth and hedonism in equal measure, Mistress Morbusai rarely fails to get what she wants--and in this particular instance, she decided she wanted Cass. After performing a myriad of acts that would make and Inquisitional torturer's stomach turn, she managed to forcefully reshape Cass into a depraved and endlessly-enraged slave, all teeth, armor, and claws. Fortunately for the succubus, thanks to her endless ability to regenerate from even the most horrific fleshcrafting, she got better. This didn't discourage Anasebiel in the slightest, of course, since she didn't have any qualms about inflicting the same tortures on the unfortunate pawn again. And again. And again. Eternally at the hedonistic aberration's disposal, Cass lives in constant terror of being called upon, although in some ways being granted the title of 'royal executioner' gives her a measure of true enjoyment.[/collapse]