Marisa

[Marisa]

Marisa sat on a crate in a dark warehouse, the interior only being lit by the sunlight peeking through the small windows that sat high on the walls. She looked around the large place and admired her work with a sinister smirk contorting her features. The floor of the warehouse used to be colored a cement grey but now it had received a fresh coat of beautiful crimson red. It was a sight that Marisa loved recreating whenever the opportunity presented itself. But like with any artistic display it was always enhanced with music and there was no sweeter melody than the one she was listening to at the moment. Not all of the unfortunate souls that Marisa had used to create this work of art had perished in the process. She had purposefully left a few of these men alive to for further entertainment. She closed her eyes and and leaned back as she reveled in the sweet sounds of their agony.

The sound of something hitting the floor tore Marisa from her relaxed state and she opened her eyes to see what was going on. It would seem that one of her toys was trying to escape. [red]”Now just where do you think you’re going? I’m not done playing with you yet.”[/red] She said in a sweet voice that also did little to hide the cruelty that surely awaited the man. She hopped down off of the crate she was sitting on and calmly walked over to the man. She could take her time getting to him since she had broken both of his legs in several places. When she got to him she stepped down hard on his leg which caused the man to yell out in severe pain. [red]”Bad boy. You mustn’t try to run away like that. I let you watch your friends die and this is how you repay me? Naughty boy, and here I was going to kill you last. You are the cutest after all, a pity.”[/red]

She knew that if the man tried to get off of the crate that he would just end up hurting himself worse so he wasn’t going anywhere. Marisa walked away and was heading back to the crate she was sitting on when one of the other men she had left alive spoke. “You b****, I hope you burn in hell for what you’ve done here.” Marisa looked down at him with a sickeningly sweet smile. [red]”I’m looking forward to it.”[/red] She said.

“You’re… you’re insane.”

[red]”Yup.”[/red] Marisa replied simply. Then she took a knee next to the man and wiped some of his blood from his face onto her finger and examined it. [red]”Such a pretty color.”[/red] Then she brought her finger to her lips and licked the blood off, savoring the taste. [red]”Mmm, and yummy too.”[/red] She said cheerfully. [red]”In fact, I could use some more.”[/red] She leaned over the man and looked into his eyes as she placed on hand on the back of his head and the other on his chin. She had a bright smile disturbed smile on her face as she wished him a good sleep and proceeded to casually snap his neck instantly snuffing out what little life he had left. Then she stood back up and looked over at the man on the crate and then another man that was laying on the floor. [red]”Well, I’m bored now. I think it’s time to leave.”[/red]

Marisa stepped over to her crate where her cloak, her rifle, and her machete sat. She picked up both of her weapons and walked over to the man on the crate. She regarded him with a smile then brought her machete down on his head. She then removed it from his head and admired how the blood ran down the shiny metal of the blade. She licked some off and savored the taste and glanced over at the last man alive as she did. Marisa simply raised her rifle and fired a single round that when right through his head. [red]”Well that was fun but playtime must come to an end. It’s time for me to keep looking for my sweet sisters.”[/red] She commented to herself. She put her torn, red cloak back on around her body, consealed her blade and gun underneath it, and left the bloody warehouse behind.

[Dani ✿]

ACCEPTED

Uhm.. Yeah. She's definitely psycho. xD Good job! Looking forward to seeing what else you come up with for her. Just wait for another staffers review and then you can make the app!

[Balthier]

What is it with all the crazy women lately? Was there some kind of quota we had to meet?

Anyway, this acceptance is number two, so go ahead with the application.

[Marisa]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] Marisa HEY THERE, THEY CALL ME MARISA AND I'M CURRENTLY 19 YEARS OLD. I'M FROM THE WORLD OF MEMORIA WHERE I AM A/THE OCCUPATION. I GO FOR WHO EVER I WANT TO AND I WILL THROW MY WEIGHT BEHIND NEUTRAL. ------------------------------------------------- Weapon: A simple machete with an all chrome blade and a rifle taken from a murdered PSICOM soldier. Abilities: Shape-shifting – This ability allows Marisa to take on the appearance of anyone she wants provided that she knows what they look like. This would require either meeting them in person or seeing a picture of them. She would also need a voice sample so she can duplicate their voice accurately. Again this would require a face to face encounter or some kind of recording. Personality: Marisa is a lunatic, plain and simple. She will do whatever it takes to get what she wants and she doesn’t care what she has to do to get it. And sometimes she’ll just do things anyway whether it furthers her goals or not. Like if she wants to steal something she would either sneak in quietly or if the mood strikes her she will simply slaughter anyone that gets in her way. She might even kill people who are not in her way just for the extra fun. Despite that though Marisa is not a mindless killing machine, there is quite a vivid personality underneath the surface. It is mostly the personality of a psychopath but being the she does have moments of clarity when she wants them. After all, she can’t get people to trust her if she acted insane all the time. It’s true that she would likely betray anyone she allied herself with when it benefited her the most but until such a time she is very good at acting the part of trusted ally. History: Marisa was grown as a test tube baby in an effort to create dolls by the Secrecy Core because of a program to grow superior spies and soldiers for the government of Memoria. When she was “born” tests were conducted on her and revealed that the objective of growing a doll had failed with Marisa and so she was given to a pair of foster parents within the Secrecy Core. While she was not a Doll Marisa it was revealed that she was a Contractor. She was allowed to grow up as a normal girl until she reached the age of ten when her special ability manifested. It would turn out that her special ability was shape-shifting. Recognizing the enormous potential that Marisa’s power held for espionage and spy work, and as a result she was put into combat training a week after her tenth birthday. In addition to her physical training there was extensive psychological tests on her general mental functions as well as tests to see what triggered her shape-shifting ability. There were able to determine that Marisa needed to know what a person looked like and what a person sounded like before she could accurately replicate his or her appearance and voice. However, these tests took a brutal toll on Marisa’s mind and eventually she snapped. One day she was in combat training when she picked up a chrome machete and turned on her trainers. They didn’t even see it coming. She killed both of the men and stood in the room looking at what she had just done. She found the sight, well, beautiful. The pools of crimson mesmerized the young girl. Then she looked down at the tool she used to create the sight and looked into the reflective surface of the blade. She saw her reflection, half of her face in the brilliant silver of the blade itself and half in the crimson liquid that coated the blade. She discovered that she to had blood on her. She looked around the room once more and then smiled. It was was not the smile of an innocent little girl but of a truly twisted and broken mind. The killing was fun. She wanted to do it more and she knew that she would have to get out of this place first. She escaped the facility, creating many corpses on the way out and laughing the entire time. She escaped into the forest. There were guards who chased after her but she was able evade capture. She was still excited from the events of the night but sleep called to her. She found a small cave to take shelter in, luckily it was unoccupied, and fell into a deep slumber. When she woke up she left the cave. She noticed that the area outside of the cave looked completely different. She wandered around until she came upon a patrol of soldiers who wore armor that was vastly different from the armor she saw people where at the Secrecy Core. She removed her machete from her blade and the evil smile took over her features once again. She waited until the patrol was closer and closely examined what the uniforms looked like then used her shape-shifting ability to take on the appearance of the PSICOM soldier. She walked out to the patrol where they asked her who she was and what she was doing all alone thinking she was one of their comrades. She remained silent as she got closer, then in a flash she cut down the first soldier. The second one, unsure of what to make of this turn of events, opened fire. Marisa dodge-rolled, picked up the first soldier’s rifle as she did, and quickly fired back at the soldier which killed him. She turned back into her own form and examined the rifle and decided to keep it. After all it would make her much more effective in combat. And with that done she went on her way. She wandered for the next few years going from place to place, doing whatever she needed to do to survive. Eventually she simply dropped her last name leaving the last remnant of her old life in Memoria behind.

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a disturbed mind TAGS.

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