Name:Christina De La Croix
Nicknames:Christie, if you have a death wish that is…
Code Name:Succubus
Age:Looks around twenty.
Gender:Female
Powers/Special Abilities:Christina has the very interesting ability of luring human men into somewhat of a hypnotic trance when they lock eyes with her and drawing most, or even all of their life force from them. This keeps Christina supple, strong and powerful. The more she gains, the more powerful she is. Though, her powers do not work on women, nor male mutants.
Unlike most Succubus images, the only distinction that she is what she is, is that Christina has a pair of wings that are retractable enough to slide under her skin, making her back look a little darker than the rest of her skin. Her physical mutation left her stronger and her makeup accelerated. If enough life force is drawn, Christina is able to drastically speed up the healing process and slow ageing. When drawing the life force from someone, Christina is able to pick up some abilities. She is not able to attain much of it, but the more she draws the more she can gain from that person. Unfortunately, Christina is completely infertile, and cannot have children.
Appearance:Christina sports a very voluptuous figure, and stands tall at 5”8. She has reddish brown hair, dyed gradually black to the end, which is normally swept up into an elaborate style with roses entwined into a bun, leaving some of it to drape over her shoulders. She has emerald colored eyes, set on a thin but rounded face and full lips. She wears noticeable but just enough make up on tanned skin. Her normal choice of dress is fairly revealing clothing, but mostly under a long coat.
Personality:Christina is a very sensual and seductive person, mostly due to her mutation, the thirst for life force often causes her to take on such a salacious demeanour. She can be playful or serious, depending on whom her target is. At other times, she can be level headed and serious, and can lash out when provoked enough. Of course, her nature can often look too lascivious and irritate people.
Hobbies:Pool, shopping, make-up, clothes, men.
Weapons/Equipment/SkillsWhilst Christina has no proper fighting abilities, drawing the life force from some people has left her with adequate knowledge of most languages and fighting skills. Her normal weapons are two handguns, which she practices a lot with, making her a good aim.
History:Christina was born in the South West of Paris in a little town to wealthy parents. Her father was a businessman that worked in the centre of the Capital, and her mother was a florist for weddings and the like. When she was born, Christina was nothing special, nor was her parents.
She grew up with a brother and attended a grammar school. Christina was a clever child, and often wound people around her little finger to get her own way. Unfortunately, she had an extreme jealousy for pretty girls at her school, and often got into fights with them.
As she grew older, her life became very stressful when money grew thin. They had to give up a number of luxuries, and as time went by, they were almost evicted from their home. Around this time, Christina’s mutant abilities took form and her body changed drastically. She grew taller, and her hair grew so much it reached her calves. She gained a voluptuous figure and her face changed too. Whenever she went out, men would often stare at her and come up to her.
After this, Christina used her powers to help her family. She would get men extremely drunk, and steal their money from them before they could make any move on her. Her mother wanted her to stop for her sake, but Christina wouldn’t.
When her father got promoted, she eventually stopped. Though, Christina had become very well known in the town. One night, when coming home from a party, a number of men confronted her, and demanded why their money had gone. After being beaten, one man grew impatient and whilst she was unconscious, they tied her up and took her away. Whilst in the backseat of the truck, a thug took advantage of her and tried to make out with her. It was then when he withered at a great speed, Christina realized the full extent of her powers. She got such a thrill, and the amount of life force she had drawn allowed her to unleash her wings. They ripped the ropes and she took to draining the life force of all the men in the car.
When the thirst for life force continued, she laid waste to the town, drawing as much life force as possible. She lived like this until she left college, and most men in the town were dead or very ill. Still not satisfied, she left Paris for New York.
After her frenzy, she realized she would have to keep up the amount of life force she drained, or she herself would wither.
One night, after a fruitless attempt to seduce a man who was extremely bemused at her, he explained to her he was a mutant, and then explained again he was a part of a mutant organization named the Destined. Intrigued, and in need of a home and a purpose, Christina sought to join them.
Role Playing Sample:Christina sauntered under the neon lights of New York. She had no interest of going into one of those places, to watch all the human beings acting like children, hitting on to women, fighting, and hurling their stomach contents onto the pavement. Christina had much more class than that. But, a drink wasn’t what she was out for. She needed to look her best to join in on the Destined party.
And of course, she was fully aware of the pairs of eyes following as she moved, and soon enough she would find the perfect target.
After moving to the back of a little less lively club, she noted a young man leaning up against a wall, lighting up a cigarette. Pulling one from her own coat pocket, she leant next to him.
”Mind if I join you…?” She purred, holding out a cigarette placed idly in between her index and middle fingers. After an approval, she took a long draw from it, before taking a look up at him through her sunglasses. He was doing good trying to look away.
Her lips parted into a smile and she threw the cigarette to the floor, flattening it with her boot. She lifted an arm and grabbed hold of his collar, pulling him down to her level. He struggled and protested. Letting out a musical giggle, she pulled down her sunglasses, letting her emerald colored eyes meet with his.
He froze, and stiffened as Christina drew near. She took a deep breath inward, and drew out his life force. He struggled again, but it was hardly any use. Wrinkles snaked across his face. His hair grew grey and his muscles faded and soon enough, he was just a pile of dust under a long black trench coat.
Christina slinked away from the scene, wiping her mouth like a vampire would move away from the kill. He wasn’t worth much. Some knowledge in French linguistics, but that was hardly of any use to her. Pulling off her jacket, she tied it around her waist, and let her wings slide out from the skin on her back. They stretched out, quivering slightly, eager for flight.
After a running start, Christina was in the air, heading for the Destined building.
”Time to make my entrance…”X-Men; Brotherhood; Neutral:Destined
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