Lover: AmyChan
Sister: Night_Terror
Daughter: Grace_Graves
Pets:
Friends: NurseCatherine - DeadlyAmy - Jessica_Linville - Jayda_Dickenson
Home: None.
NOTE!!! Clair has been gone for a long time and only recently returned looking for her friends.
Many people have wondered what this girl is and how she can do what she does. Is she magic? Is she a goddess? Is she just on acid? So many questions and yet the answers are far more strange. Clair comes from a word of darkness and shadows where nearly mindless shadow beasts consume each other both for food and power and even more importantly wear the more beasts consumed means a greater intellect. Just as millions if not billions of brain cells form a single mind so too to countless souls form up the singular identity of Clair. But what does this mean?
It means she is legion. She is all and all are her. She is a massive army of souls and beings inside a singular form that is of one mind and one soul and yet is made of so many. She can pull of pieces for energy, for summoning for crafting or even just because she's bored and consume countless more to replace what she throws away. Though with the power to attack minds or souls had best give up. To challenge her psyonically to to take on a whole nation all at once. Likewise attacking her soul is just as pointless as there are so terribly many.
But while this is all true her body is a work of fiction, a thing made of shadows and will to exist, a think of near laughable weight and little substances and thus her need for weapons. Lack of mass means punching people imparts little force without using outside energy to generate that force no matter how fast she is.
She is adept at all things shadow however and can pantomime any fighting style or attacks no matter how strangely magical or technological in origin but like her body this is all just a wish giving a tiny bit of form. Massive fireballs like punches, fire like a sunburn and other weakened forms of the real thing can be thrown around at will but with mild effects and a lot more flashy show then go.
This doesn't leave her helpless however. Give her a chance to form a solid weapon from shadow and a dark blade will slice into flesh as readily as steel if not more so. Shadow guns using real bullets are as potent as real guns using real bullets but lighter, faster firing and mush more reliable. She is a wraith of death when the need holds but often is too busy having fun to worry about wars or battles.
Clair is here to enjoy her life but never forget, countless souls can never be perfectly stable together and strange things happen when she loses control.
PUNK OUTFIT
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CHEER OUTFIT
The usually gothic girl is dressed in a purple sweater top that leaves her belly showing and sports a low cut, as if the way it hug her breasts didn't leave little enough to imagination and it completely lacked sleeves. Around her waist and only barely covering the important bits was a purple and blue striped skirt and bounced with her jogging pace, always threatening to show off things it's supposed to hide but cock teasingly never does. Finally rolling up her thighs are a pair of stockings that end with her feet in a pair of purple sneakers and blue socks poking up and rumpled around the tops. Lastly across the front of that tiny sweater, the word "ROSE" appears in bright pink letters.
GOTHIC OUTFIT
Clairose has been appearing as a small girl of about five foot four in height, pale white skin and dark raven hair. She is a petite skinny thing with a decent bust size and hair coming down to her rear. She dressed her body in a Gothic Lolita style dress bound by a leather corset. She keeps her arms and legs covered in shoulder length gloves and stockings with small black shoes adorning her feet. Her eyes are a milky white and blind as a bat, kept hidden behind black Ozzy glasses to hide her staring eyes and a white collapsible cane with a brass knob is usually in hand.
