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Its really effing long :/.
>> Name.} The Dictator
>> Birth Name.} Lucy Himmler
>> Alias.} Tyrant, The Queen of Straight Faces.
>> Occupation} Villain, Part time business philanthropist.
>> Age.} Appears to be in her 30s. 34-37 years of age?
>> Hair.} Naturally platinum blonde, dyes hair white.
>> Eyes.} Naturally grey-blue.
>> Height.} 5’10
>> Personality.} Dictator is a very much self-centered, spiteful, possessive, grudge-carrying, hateful woman. She cares not for mercy, and defiantly doesn’t care for anyone other than herself. If she does keep friends it is very few their mainly her business partners. Dictator isn’t a total ball of hatred… just VERY serious and “The Queen of Straight Faces” as she is often called by her hench. She however does make a smirk from time to time and that is when you can tell she likes you and has no intent of killing you, which is VERY rare. Dictator is also extremely possessive over the things she likes, never over humans but mainly objects… my warning is never EVER touch her hat… you’ll never see the light of day. She is also a drug addict, she pops pills; she’s been on everything from pain-killers, to anti-depressants, to Prozac, to sleeping pills. Dictator also to side with bad attitude has a hard time sleeping and is mainly an insomniac. Fantastic right? A psychopathic-murderous-insomniac-drug addict-schizo. Fun right?
>> Abilities.} Dictator is a brilliant business woman, and all-around smart-person. Specializing in the repair of war planes, weaponry, and a vast knowledge of chemicals.
>> Likes.} Dictators pastimes include sipping tea, drinking white wine, getting a little target practice in (if you catch the drift), reading some sort of book, polishing and re-polishing her guns, watching moths fly, fixing old fighter planes, rigging bombs, bossing people around, yelling, and shooting the innocent.
>> Flaw(s).} Dictator seems to be a tad too hard-headed sometimes, its her way or the high-way and her way isn’t always right. Which gets her often into messes.
>> Additional Information.} She will never tell you her REAL birth name, so please don’t ask. She will not date anyone, so don’t ask. She IS straight.
>> Character History.}
Dictator was born in Berlin Germany 30-sum years ago. Her family immigrated to America when she was only four, and some how her mother fell overboard on the ship and drowned. Life in America was hard for Dictator and her father. Her father was a major alcoholic and drank alcohol by the barrel. Oddly he managed to keep a job fixing and repairing air planes at the local airport. Dictator was enrolled in school and constantly made fun of because of her German accent, the children called her names constantly, she had no friends, no other family than her father, soon she isolated herself with no real communication to anyone.
One night when she was a fourth grader she arrived home to find her father not home (which was no real surprise), she did her homework, showered, put on her nightgown and went to bed. The night had slowly ticked by as she laid there in the dark, when she heard rustling down stairs. Slowly Dictator crawled down stairs slowly only to smell gasoline all over the first level of the house to her left in the kitchen her father sat, drunk beyond all belief he lit a match and set himself on fire along with the whole first level of the house. She managed to avoid the flames for a while… but the house was falling apart around her, when, CRASH a large piece of wood swung down causing her frail thin body to fly across the room and crash in the wall. Dictator fell into the coma.
She woke up several years later in a hospital roughly 23 years old. She still had her memory and every thing in tact. Not knowing what to do after she got out of the hospital, she turned to drugs for comfort. It took her months to get off of the stuff. But she did in time… after working hard at the old air plane hanger where her father worked she earned enough money for a local college, she got in and decided to go in for business.
While in school she met Jack Goodrich, a handsome tall business man aiming for his Doctorate. They fell desperately in love with each other. In L-O-V-E. Love. Dictator and Jack where together for about a year when Jacks brother Otto Goodrich got out of jail on parole. It took some adjustments to get used to Otto. Otto looked very much like Jack and even sounded like him. Often Dictator would get confused mistaking one for the other. She also had to deal with Otto and Jacks quarrels, they fought over their fathers business… who would run it? Who would take over when he died?
The dad died and Jack, being more educated and more successful took over the business and Dictator was so pleased for him. On that night there was a huge celebration, and Jack asked Dictator to marry him. She said yes.
Otto was very, very upset. Secretly Otto loved Dictator, and he loved his fathers business. So Otto set Jack up. On the night of his bachelor party Otto made sure Jack was drunk out of his mind and set Jack up with a hooker by the name of Sarah. Jack (being drunk) took Sarah home, they slept together… and low and behold Dictator walked into the bedroom later that night only to find Jack passed out, nude, and drunk on the bed with Sarah. In her fury she stormed off, canceled the wedding and moved out.
Jack fell deep into depression and was enable to fun the family business, Otto took over and moved in with Jack “helping” with his depression. Jack was depressed from the loss of his beloved Dictator. He wrote her letters, called her, gave her flowers even showed up at the beat up old apartment where she was staying trying to get her back and she refused him over, and over, and over again. Her anger growing more and more deep as the nights ticked by. One night she snapped and decided to get rid of Jack, that little traitor once and for all.
She arrived on his door step dressed in her sexy blue dress which Jack LOVED to see her in. However, Jack was already gone. All that was there Jacks no good brother Otto. She arrived dressed in her best with her knife in hand, knocked on the door and Otto… so unfortunately opened it.
Dictator confident in herself, laid on “the moves” Otto had gone along with it. Laying on just as many “moves as she was. When she had “Jack” right where she wanted him… she stabbed him in the throat repeatedly, however she was not satisfied. The bloody knife was thrown to the ground and she lunged at his throat with her teeth and nails, knowing away at his flesh as if a starving wolf after his first kill in a long while. She ripped and tearred throwing flesh upon the ground blood dripping from her chin and with one final SNAP… his head came rolling upon the floor.
Dictator, laughed and laughed long and hard. “Jack” was dead. She had killed him and yet, she wasn’t satisfied, grabbing the knife and the skull she sat upon the couch carving away at the remaining flesh until there was nothing but a while skull left.
It didn’t take too long for the police to arrive and take her to court. She was charged with murder and to avoid the death penalty she pleaded to insanity and was sent away to an asylum.
She was transferred to asylum after asylum, due to mood swings, even MORE clever murders killing Doctors and other patients. Because of her horrible mood swings, German accent, attitude and story people began to call her “Tyrant”. That soon evolved into “Dictator”. Sometimes when she was “good” the Doctors let her go free. Where she returned to the business Jack once owned and made it her own, ruling it with an iron fist. She also began fixing old war planes and selling them off to old rich veterans… and of course she would murder some more and go back and fourth from asylum to business… asylum to business. To and fro all the time. She has a blood lust that will never die… nightmares that keep her awake… and medication which she needs take.
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 thecitieslights · Sun Sep 21, 2008 @ 12:22am · 0 Comments |
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