Post by Monica de Medici on Jul 6, 2005 3:36:24 GMT -5
Name: Monica
Full Name: Monica de Medici
Nicknames: None and don’t try it bud.
Position: Countess (To the real world.)
Desired Position: Between a murderer and his next victim.
Place of birth: Rome, Italy.
Residence: New York, New York. I am sure you heard of it…
Age: Twenty-two so bite me.
Date of Birth: 28.8.82.
Marital status: Mari- What was the question again?
Family: Father, dead; he died from a heart attack when I was five. Mother, dead; raped and murdered while I was off in the good old USA learning how to look at a crime scene. Brother drowned in a well.
Species: Human what do I look like?
Affiliation: Hmmm now this is a tough one... To cops I am a Vigilante, to Murderers I am known as Justice’s Shadow. I am just a girl looking for… -Smiles- the next one.
Alignment: Neutral (Usually seen as being good but it depends on what side of the room you are on.)
Gender: Female
“Hate those that are mine friends… Love those that are mine enemies.”
Allies: I don’t know what that word means… do such things exist anymore?
Enemies: Everyone. Hey look they both start with ‘E’ that tells you something doesn’t it?
Height: Five foot, five inches. Tall I know… -_-‘
Weight: Wait just a minute there bud…. Is it impolite to ask a woman such things.
Eyes: Apparently Dark blue-green but has been known to be lighter
.
Hair: Deepest ebony, warm brown, deep red, all depends on the mood she is in she has the money to change her hair colour every day of the weak.
Clothing and form: Must one ask?
Favored Weapons: A pair of Modified Limited Edition 92- Steel Berettas.
Declaration of Major Attributes of Character or Weapon: Monica is your typical Italian Mafia Princess although she is in fact a Countess with a degree of Political Immunity. Not that she practiced it before. However there is this little thing one should know about. Monica is not all that she seems, after coming in contact with Winged Death she became a Shadow Dancer. Able to communicate and torture the souls of the dead she chose to avenge those that died the most horrible and gruesome deaths. Those supposed unsolved murders that police and what not were paid off to keep under wraps.
Declaration of Weak Points: Not a very friendly person she tends to keep to herself and will not trust anyone, especially not the church. While the Winged Death acts much like the Witchblade where it protects and heals it’s user it also tends to cause her to black out often if it is ignored for too long. Because it is a necklace when it bonded itself to her it bonded directly to her heart through strings falling behind each feathered pinnacle. During her battle with a Magdalena she was fatally injured but for reasons unexplained she did not die. The Injury is also known as the fatal wound of the Christ. If one didn’t know her one would think that she was suffering from the final wound of Christ.
... Ways, Personality and Attitude...
Personality and Attitude: Much like any Italian Mafia’s Princess she knows how to defend herself but now being in a somewhat spotlight with all the moonlighting ‘hero’ work she tends to be a little more restless or even bitchy during the day towards people with an Attitude. “I don’t need your attitude… I have my own.”
Adjectives that describe the character: Mysterious, haunting, insightful, dedicated and vigorous.
Goal in life: To give revenge to those that cannot. Choosing to help those souls who have been murdered and forgotten, it matters not if the assailant is now in his 80’s. What matters is if he paid for his crime.
Biggest fear: The Spear of Lugh or anything that resembles it as it was that which was plunged into her torso. (She has vivid nightmares of it)
Biggest faults: Doesn’t trust and usually kills those she doesn’t trust
Things that irritate the character: Most men that don’t know how to treat women. Adults that abuse children, Rapist, Murderers, Demons and some times Angels anything unlawful and evil.
Quote: "The thing you don’t seem to understand my friend is that I don’t care… when you die… just know that it will be by my hand."
History: Countess Catherine de Medici, the Italian born Queen of France. This remarkable woman was once a wielder of the blade; the witchblade that is. But it’s power was realized and silenced as she came to terms with it’s natural master – host technicalities. It being the master and the one wearing it the host. Men have tried to wield it but to no avail, it would only choose women. Catherine and the Blade parted but perhaps the blade didn’t want this but never the less it choose a new host.
Not all knowledge of the Blade passed from the de Medici line knowledge of it was kept in a tome in the family home in Rome. But that wasn’t all that was kept there for long before the Witchblade came into the possession of Catherine, long before she was born the Medici had acquired another curious item. Said to be the secret to their wealth and power for it chooses only one and bonds itself to them ensuring the beauty, wealth and survival if the one that wears it.
They say blood is thicker than water, well in that case they are right but could it be possible that traits from one’s ancestors could very well be your own. Monica isn’t one likely to argue there.
Passed down the de Medici bloodline was that of a highly carved Onyx box never opened and for good reason along with a pair of tomes bound with thick leather and steel in two very different patterns. One that looked like bladed silver tendrils while the other appeared to be sleek dark metal like a hand with long fingers curling around the cover locking it in place. While Monica had been sent off to the states be schooled in the fine arts of Law and Science, she had become very interested in Death and more so Murders. Because it wasn't likely that she would be known over there she could easily hide and yet not be hidden.
After her mother was raped and murdered she returned to her home in Rome to see about her family estate and business. Monica inherited everything as she was the only de Medici alive, this in itself gave her problems. It didn’t take the Vatican long to discover that the item should be removed from the regal home with haste. They sent one of their top agents off to recover this box but Monica had already reached home.
On the intrusion there was a battle between the Cloaked woman and the Young Countess, her father's most prized possession fell from their grips and more so Monica had ripped it away from the other woman before she fell from the upper story down into the meeting hall and onto a table somewhat breaking her fall. As painful as that was it was nowhere near as painful as what would follow. The Magdalena leapt from the upper floor. Her orders may have been to retrieve the item but it wouldn’t remain just that. A split second before she landed the tip of her spear punctured just under Monica’s ribs but was forced further into her body as the woman landed easily standing over Monica. In the end when all movement had paused just the wooden rod of the spear could be seen. The box had been opened but not broken in the fall not that either had notice this now.
The simple gold chain holding a black onyx pendant cut in the shape of a human heart with wing extensions had found itself wrapped around Monica’s throat. Something the Magdalena shouldn’t have seen. If she only knew what it was before she may not have taken the assignment. Once it came in contact with Monica’s skin, she fell through reality into the dark oblivion where she remembers nothing. It was the very first soul the Winged Death took into it’s grasp this was done however without Monica’s knowledge as the Amulet thought the Magdalena corrupt and dangerous to this bloodline’s survival.
Sunlight shone in her eyes and they were opened, and what seemed like seconds was in fact three days she found herself waking before the Tablets of her Family's necropolis. Ghosts they were all around her, she could see them now as clearly as she saw anything that was real. They looked real other than the fact that they each held a mark on their hands. The spirits of the dead came to her and spoke; two of them louder than the others. Monica's Mother and her younger brother. Both had been murdered. And now she would avenge them.
Full Name: Monica de Medici
Nicknames: None and don’t try it bud.
Position: Countess (To the real world.)
Desired Position: Between a murderer and his next victim.
Place of birth: Rome, Italy.
Residence: New York, New York. I am sure you heard of it…
Age: Twenty-two so bite me.
Date of Birth: 28.8.82.
Marital status: Mari- What was the question again?
Family: Father, dead; he died from a heart attack when I was five. Mother, dead; raped and murdered while I was off in the good old USA learning how to look at a crime scene. Brother drowned in a well.
Species: Human what do I look like?
Affiliation: Hmmm now this is a tough one... To cops I am a Vigilante, to Murderers I am known as Justice’s Shadow. I am just a girl looking for… -Smiles- the next one.
Alignment: Neutral (Usually seen as being good but it depends on what side of the room you are on.)
Gender: Female
“Hate those that are mine friends… Love those that are mine enemies.”
Allies: I don’t know what that word means… do such things exist anymore?
Enemies: Everyone. Hey look they both start with ‘E’ that tells you something doesn’t it?
Height: Five foot, five inches. Tall I know… -_-‘
Weight: Wait just a minute there bud…. Is it impolite to ask a woman such things.
Eyes: Apparently Dark blue-green but has been known to be lighter
.
Hair: Deepest ebony, warm brown, deep red, all depends on the mood she is in she has the money to change her hair colour every day of the weak.
Clothing and form: Must one ask?
Favored Weapons: A pair of Modified Limited Edition 92- Steel Berettas.
Declaration of Major Attributes of Character or Weapon: Monica is your typical Italian Mafia Princess although she is in fact a Countess with a degree of Political Immunity. Not that she practiced it before. However there is this little thing one should know about. Monica is not all that she seems, after coming in contact with Winged Death she became a Shadow Dancer. Able to communicate and torture the souls of the dead she chose to avenge those that died the most horrible and gruesome deaths. Those supposed unsolved murders that police and what not were paid off to keep under wraps.
Declaration of Weak Points: Not a very friendly person she tends to keep to herself and will not trust anyone, especially not the church. While the Winged Death acts much like the Witchblade where it protects and heals it’s user it also tends to cause her to black out often if it is ignored for too long. Because it is a necklace when it bonded itself to her it bonded directly to her heart through strings falling behind each feathered pinnacle. During her battle with a Magdalena she was fatally injured but for reasons unexplained she did not die. The Injury is also known as the fatal wound of the Christ. If one didn’t know her one would think that she was suffering from the final wound of Christ.
... Ways, Personality and Attitude...
Personality and Attitude: Much like any Italian Mafia’s Princess she knows how to defend herself but now being in a somewhat spotlight with all the moonlighting ‘hero’ work she tends to be a little more restless or even bitchy during the day towards people with an Attitude. “I don’t need your attitude… I have my own.”
Adjectives that describe the character: Mysterious, haunting, insightful, dedicated and vigorous.
Goal in life: To give revenge to those that cannot. Choosing to help those souls who have been murdered and forgotten, it matters not if the assailant is now in his 80’s. What matters is if he paid for his crime.
Biggest fear: The Spear of Lugh or anything that resembles it as it was that which was plunged into her torso. (She has vivid nightmares of it)
Biggest faults: Doesn’t trust and usually kills those she doesn’t trust
Things that irritate the character: Most men that don’t know how to treat women. Adults that abuse children, Rapist, Murderers, Demons and some times Angels anything unlawful and evil.
Quote: "The thing you don’t seem to understand my friend is that I don’t care… when you die… just know that it will be by my hand."
History: Countess Catherine de Medici, the Italian born Queen of France. This remarkable woman was once a wielder of the blade; the witchblade that is. But it’s power was realized and silenced as she came to terms with it’s natural master – host technicalities. It being the master and the one wearing it the host. Men have tried to wield it but to no avail, it would only choose women. Catherine and the Blade parted but perhaps the blade didn’t want this but never the less it choose a new host.
Not all knowledge of the Blade passed from the de Medici line knowledge of it was kept in a tome in the family home in Rome. But that wasn’t all that was kept there for long before the Witchblade came into the possession of Catherine, long before she was born the Medici had acquired another curious item. Said to be the secret to their wealth and power for it chooses only one and bonds itself to them ensuring the beauty, wealth and survival if the one that wears it.
They say blood is thicker than water, well in that case they are right but could it be possible that traits from one’s ancestors could very well be your own. Monica isn’t one likely to argue there.
Passed down the de Medici bloodline was that of a highly carved Onyx box never opened and for good reason along with a pair of tomes bound with thick leather and steel in two very different patterns. One that looked like bladed silver tendrils while the other appeared to be sleek dark metal like a hand with long fingers curling around the cover locking it in place. While Monica had been sent off to the states be schooled in the fine arts of Law and Science, she had become very interested in Death and more so Murders. Because it wasn't likely that she would be known over there she could easily hide and yet not be hidden.
After her mother was raped and murdered she returned to her home in Rome to see about her family estate and business. Monica inherited everything as she was the only de Medici alive, this in itself gave her problems. It didn’t take the Vatican long to discover that the item should be removed from the regal home with haste. They sent one of their top agents off to recover this box but Monica had already reached home.
On the intrusion there was a battle between the Cloaked woman and the Young Countess, her father's most prized possession fell from their grips and more so Monica had ripped it away from the other woman before she fell from the upper story down into the meeting hall and onto a table somewhat breaking her fall. As painful as that was it was nowhere near as painful as what would follow. The Magdalena leapt from the upper floor. Her orders may have been to retrieve the item but it wouldn’t remain just that. A split second before she landed the tip of her spear punctured just under Monica’s ribs but was forced further into her body as the woman landed easily standing over Monica. In the end when all movement had paused just the wooden rod of the spear could be seen. The box had been opened but not broken in the fall not that either had notice this now.
The simple gold chain holding a black onyx pendant cut in the shape of a human heart with wing extensions had found itself wrapped around Monica’s throat. Something the Magdalena shouldn’t have seen. If she only knew what it was before she may not have taken the assignment. Once it came in contact with Monica’s skin, she fell through reality into the dark oblivion where she remembers nothing. It was the very first soul the Winged Death took into it’s grasp this was done however without Monica’s knowledge as the Amulet thought the Magdalena corrupt and dangerous to this bloodline’s survival.
Sunlight shone in her eyes and they were opened, and what seemed like seconds was in fact three days she found herself waking before the Tablets of her Family's necropolis. Ghosts they were all around her, she could see them now as clearly as she saw anything that was real. They looked real other than the fact that they each held a mark on their hands. The spirits of the dead came to her and spoke; two of them louder than the others. Monica's Mother and her younger brother. Both had been murdered. And now she would avenge them.
