xxxxusername;; rhythm
xxxxname;; Proserpina, roman form of the ancient greek
xxxxgoddess; queen of the underworld. she named herself
xxxxafter a certain incident, and her original name is unknown
xxxxgender;; female, though she is often mistaken for
xxxxthe other gender on account of her gruff voice
xxxxand seemingly male stature

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the jade?;; proserpina will tell you that she values the jade for its profit and market value, and perhaps she even believes it herself in the shallower parts of her personality. however, the truth carries much heavier meaning than petty wealth. see, she admires the semi-precious stones; their purity and simple clarity representing all that she wishes to be. to not be tarnished by the truth of the world, by the reality of 'peace', by the lure of power and greed, by the pleasure of the kill.
however, proserpina happens to be more bad than good, and is certainly not a fluffy little kia. it is just that sometimes she pauses, wondering, considering, if it is all worth it. then the darkness wins over, and the rebellion of peace is gone
if she finds a cracked or spotted piece of jade, then she hides it away, dumping it in a river or hole, so no one may never need to look on its imperfection again. this trait is more of a calculated and logical approach though, and comes from her willingness to accept nothing but the best; from both herself and others.
quite simply, she is a very mixed up kia. (199 words)
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so who is she?;;
cold hearted and sharp tongued, proserpina makes her place in this
world in a not-so-honest profession. her area of expertise involves
being paid to hunt people down and end their lives. simply put, she
is an assassin. to a degree, she does enjoys her job; the rush of
adrenaline, the satisfying snick of a blade are a part of who
she is. but, she mostly takes a very businesslike approach to her work.
her policy is simple; no refunds, no do overs, and pay up or watch
out. she is also very good at her job, and is one of the most
feared kia's even in her society. her ruthlessness is unmatched by any.
surprisingly however, proserpina came from much gentler beginnings.
she was born to a loving family, and had three younger siblings.
she remembers little of her early life however, and her main memories
are impressions of safety and comfort and innocence. though bringing
up her past leaves a bitter taste on proserpina's tounge, it also generates
feelings of longing, because childhood for her represents the purest form
of life. and as tarnished by she is by the blood on her paws and the
demons behind her veiled eyes, proserphina still longs for a peace
and redemption she knows can never be hers. don't pity her for it
though. she might slice your hand off.
so how did she become the kia that she is today? how did a child who
chased butterflies and was afraid of the dark, become the twisted
assasin feared by all? the truth sadly, is nothing complex, nothing
puzzling. it was simply a mistake, a discovery, and that was all.
though the exact details are hazy, know this; persephone was a killer
not long after she received her feathers. and though it may have been
accidental the first time, it didn't stop her running away from home
because she was ashamed at what she had done, and the rush of
excitement and adrenaline that she shouldn't have felt. by the time
she realized that it had been a mistake and nothing more, she was too
far down a dark path to turn back. and so her career began.
the first few years alone were rough. it's fair to say proserpina had
completely underestimated what life on the streets would be like.
coming from the sheltered and privileged life that she had, she
had absolutely no experience in fending for herself. she though
that she had seen it all from her run in with the 'other side of town',
but she knew nothing. the little food she had been smart enough to
bring lasted no longer than a week. she had never truly known what it
was like to be hungry, but wow, she was quick to find out.
surprisingly though, where others of her background dealing with
the hardships of hers would have crumbled and gone running back
to mamma, she pulled through. how? why? well, the answer to that
is something she is unsure of herself. perhaps she was destined to
become the kia she is. perhaps it was fear of judgement from her
family that kept her going. perhaps she even enjoyed this new life
of risk. whatever the motivation, it pushed her enough to establish
a new place in the world, and to create a new identity that would
eventually bring fear to all who heard it. every legend has its beginning
see, but not all are glamorous or noble.
though proserpina has, and always will, work alone, she knows that it
wouldbe stupid not to have allies. true, they are few and far between,
but she has themnonetheless. one of her main allies, is a fellow assassin
named ker. they have known each other for years, and though they work
together,proserpina wouldn't go so far as to say she trusts her. though
apart, they are dangerous enough, together, they are unstoppable. a
match made in hell, you could say. (word count: 659)

