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Sulissurn
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Suliss'urn
Character Race:
Drow
Gender:
Female
Location:
A shadow.
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Art Credits:
Unkown.
Place of Origin:
Menzoberranzan
Profession:
....
Appearance:
The night can be slick with many things. Tongues of lovers against the flesh, the sweat of an addict pressed against filth-coated walls needling away his family, debts, and responsibility. Sometimes the night was slick with promise and slick with blood. She liked that best. She liked it when promise reeked as sticky-sweet as gore splattered honey-suckle, heavy and pregnant in summer bloom before a thunderstorm. She wanted how men and women shivered when her shadow passed them, their eyes filled with hate, fear, lust for what she was, and envy at her freedom. She got to do the things they wished they could. They could only yearn and watch her as she rolled on through the night past them like an endless swatch of crushed velvet with hot red secrets.

When she walked? It was almost always barefoot. Each of her footsteps poised a stalking Jaguar, picking the most soundless places to put her great paws. Leather, lace, knives, and pockets full of jellied eyes were just what little drow girls were made of.

For her, there was no right or wrong. There was no light or dark. There was what she wanted, how she wanted it, and when she wanted it; however, she must get it and never want it again. There was only the black skin, as smooth as the secrets held by the lover’s fingertips at a hip under the sheets—a beautiful monster mix of shimmering soft and tough old scars. There was only the endless braid of virgin-moon white hair snicked tight against her spine. When her hips moved, it switched against them as hypnotically as a cat's tail.

How can something -someone- so flawed be so beautiful? How can the harshest poison be so sweet?

She is drow. She is eternal. She is all that the fairy tales, stories, legends say drow should be, and something more. Aloof, distant, strangely sweet, unpredictable, wounded, unhinged… She could be your everything as well as your nothing, but simply above all this, she would always be:

Suliss’urn.

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[________>__________\

Step on the glass, staple your tongue
Bury a friend, try to wake up
Cannibal class, killing the son
Bury a friend, I wanna end me

What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me?
What are you wondering? What do you know?
Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me?
When we all fall asleep, where do we go?

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[________>__________\

((Image Credit: Commissioned gift Portrait of Suliss'urn lounging in all her glory on her horde in her cave, by CharoMiami. To view the HUGE MCLORGE portrait, which is 3508 x 2480 pixels, visit this link: https://i.imgur.com/e5r2xZZ.jpg))
Skills:
Biting.
Stabbing.
Chewing.
Clawing.
Mischief.
Murder.
Staring.
Speaking in riddles.
Cat-like judgemental prowess.
Massive ego. She loves her big ego. Such a big ego.
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Joined:
Tue Aug 11, 2009 9:42 pm
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Most active forum:
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Most active topic:
Vel'drav T'larryo Klezn Ph'Ssin'urn
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The saints can't help me now; the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
I want to find you, tear out all your tenderness and
howl, howl, howl.