"Like a black rose, her darkness was beautifully fatal."

—•> Full Name <•—
Octavia Iris Feyre

—•> Nickname(s) <•—
"O"

—•> Age <•—
20

—•> Birthdate <•—
August 13

—•> Zodiac Sign <•—
Scorpio

—•> Gender <•—
Female

—•> Sexuality <•—
Lesbian

—•> Nationality <•—
Russian

—•> Species <•—
Human

—•> Type Of Wiccan <•—
Dark Wiccan

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—•> Faceclaim <•—
Alisha Nesvat

—•> Height <•—
6'0

—•> Weight <•—
120lbs

—•> Scars <•—
The conflict lusting woman has small scars decorating her lanky frame. One lies on her neck right below her ear trailing to her shoulder, she always has her hair in a way to hide the atrocious puffy scar. The rest are scattered small marks that are barely noticeable.

—•> Markings <•—
Her tanned face is covered in freckles

—•> Tattoos <•—
A leg tattoo

—•> Piercings <•—

—•> Hair Length <•—
Down to her waist

—•> Hair Texture <•—
Wavy

—•> Hair Color <•—
Chestnut Brown

—•> Eye Color <•—
Red and Grey

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—•> Positive Traits <•—
Independent
Strong physically
Flirty

—•> Negative Traits <•—
Untrusting
Rude
Emotionless
Insensitive
Cruel
Evil

—•> Brief Description <•—
Octavia is the pure definition of evil. Black vile drips from her cold heart. The freckled stained nose craved the sweet smell of blood, her tongue lusted for the bitter taste of death. She will stop at nothing to see the ones who loath her power crumble beneath her feet. The fates kissed her with a power, a dark power and she intends to use. Her cold personality tends to push any and every potential acquaintance, friend, or lover away.

—•> Likes <•—
Seeing people in pain
Death
Thunderstorms

—•> Dislikes <•—
Being alone
Overly happy people
Sweet things

—•> Mental Illnesses <•—
Octavia suffers from slight schizophrenia. She realized when she was 15 that the voices in her head weren't normal; most of time she manages to keep the voices at bay by occupying her mind with other things such as violence. However when she is extremely upset it's feels almost impossible to calm the tsunami in her head.

—•> Fears <•—
Octavia won't ever tell a soul but she is secretly afraid that she may never find a woman to call her own.

—•> Goals <•—

—•> Thoughts On The Other Species <•—
She doesn't discriminate based on species.

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—•> Relationship Status <•—
Single

—•> Looks For In A Partner <•—
Octavia may seem like a cold wall without the slightest desire for love but this is far from the truth. She longs for someone who can settle the reckless ocean that is her mind. Someone who can manage to bring out the best in her darkness. The freckled beauty knows when and if she ever finds the right one she will cherish her until her last breath.

—•> Family <•—
She was raised in an orphanage up until the age of 18. She has no family.

—•> Friends <•—
She pushes everyone away.

—•> Enemies <•—
Anyone who manages to tick her off in the slightest way.

—•> Pets <•—
Belgian Shepherd named Timor

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—•> Backstory <•—
She was the product of irresponsible young love. Her mother couldn't bare the thought of killing the unborn baby in her stomach but she knew she could not afford to raise her. So while the moon was high in the night sky newborn Octavia was carefully placed outside the local orphanage; her mother thought it was for the best... oh how wrong she was.
Octavia was a problem child to say the least, she could never seem to get along with the other orphans. She was always the sole cause of fights breaking out inside the facility. However despite that all her pretty face made her wanted by adults looking to adopt. The young orphan, at just 9 years old, had been in and out of several families each one of who took her back to the orphanage.
Until one day on her tenth birthday an older couple who had been interested in Octavia for quite some time finally signed the papers to adopt her. Little did she know this religious couple would be her last "family". For a while things were actually going okay with her new family of course all good things must come to an end and so it did. When her new parents tried forcing their religion onto the young Octavia she refused which angered the couple. It started with a simple slap to the face but the abuse got worse until one day an argument started in the kitchen. Her adopted father couldn't take it anymore so he picked up a knife trying to stab her but luckily O moved just in time to just be deeply scratched by the object. However he would not give up until he saw the devil of a girl lifeless. Fear boiled in the child's veins she didn't want to die, she stood there with tears kissing her cheeks before rolling down onto her neck soaking into the open wound. She begged him to stop but he wouldn't.. he wouldn't stop. Pictures of his dead began to flash through her mind and before she even knew what she was doing blood dripped from his mouth. A high pitch screamed caused her to look over at the older woman, blood oozing for eyes. It was only a matter of minutes before they both lay lifeless. That day she learned what power was inside her.

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