Deceased alt of
latroma
On 11-11-2013, Irina came to a truly horrible and bad end, reminding all of the
Lethality of the Park. She attempted to make a meal of
Xenia, a tragic mistake. Catching the naga chef by surprise with her watery control, she tentacle raped her and tried to drag her to drown in the depths of the Park's lake. The ploy worked at first, though the naga turned the tables as soon as she was close enough, proving not to have succumbed quite so easily to those tentacled wiles. She captured Irina and a boar, overpowering them both and lunging out of the water as Irina's comb fell into the depths, denying her its protection.
Once she'd captured the two of them, Xenia skinned them with expert smoothness, removing the pig's fur and the girl's clothing. Using one of her magical spits, she allowed it to carefully travel through every inch of the boar while forcing a psychically immobilized Irina to french-kiss the pig, only to be spitted through by the thing, forcing them into a prolonged kiss on one long spit. The pig involuntarily began to 'rise' to the occasion and the spit was bent after a magical incision split the top of Irina's womb and another allowed its length to grow inordinately long. Wedged together, they were pushed into the marinade and Xenia slipped the pig's phallus into the spirit's body. It thrust automatically with little jerks, and wile they marinated for days in the stew, the cock kept growing until it pushed up and into her stomach, into her throat and out of her mouth, spewing its seed over her face and into the marinade.
Her mind cracked. Two days more of it fucking through every inch of her and she developed a half-stockholm's syndrome madness. There was no comfort anywhere. Magic merged pain and pleasure and she came to relish the only 'soft' comfot she had from that warped bestial sodomy. It took her mind off the fact that she was being cooked soon to be eaten, her soul consumed and her body forever a lewd display on a trophy rack.
By the time the creature was pulled out of her vagina, she was completely mad, inching over the spit to kiss the beast as much as she could while she cooked. Once the roasting was done, the spit's magic keeping them both alive, they were consumed after being displayed together in a gruesome and libidinous fashion, her soul added to Xenia's bust, devoured forever while her body appeared in a particularly lewd display near
Super_Jackie's trophy somewhere in the house, one more dead victim of Xenia's perverse lusts and hungers.
Name: Irina Dinescu
Species: Rusalka Spirit
Gender: Female
Nationality: Belarus
Age: (deceased - 17 at death), about 50
Height: 5'6
Weight: 130 lb
Hair/Eyes: Brown/Brown
Appearance:
Irina looks, on the surface, to be the picture of innocence. Her dark hair flows like rivers down her back, framing pale skin that has a very slightly clammy feeling at times. She always feels a bit like she has just taken a shower or bath an hour or two ago. She smiles with a wan, quiet grin, dark eyes gazing at whoever is looking at her with a quiet grace, though one that seems to always be tinged with just a bit of sadness.
She is slight of build, thin and modestly endowed. The young woman almost always dresses in simple dresses, seeming to favor clothes that remind anyone who looks at her a bit of a catholic school girl uniform. On occasion, she will dress more formally and try to make herself seem more attractive, but the effort is always kept on the conservative side rather than the provocative. Irina likes to carry around an umbrella, and there is always a comb in her pocket.
Personality:
Irina is a taciturn, quiet woman, polite at almost all times. She prefers to observe the world that is around her, rather than interact with it. When people approach her, she is always friendly, but distant. She offers up only so much information as she feels that she must, which has a funny way of drawing others to want to get to know her more. It's strange, but there is always something about her that seems to get the interest of those who speak to her...
The reality is that Irina is a cold, cruel and methodical killer. She is a Rusalka, a water spirit and unquiet dead risen from the lake in Romania she drowned herself in at the age of 17 in a fit of morbid self-loathing. Unlike many Rusalka, she has managed to keep a little more of her self-identity and left behind the lake, carefully keeping track of her magic comb while she travels the world. While she is not overtly manipulative of anyone she meets, she is a predatory spirit, one that seeks to bring others to a bad end, just as she once did. She takes a particular liking to ending the lives of beautiful people.
Powers:
-Beguiling Voice: Both with Lies and magic, she can enchant weak-willed or unwitting foes to make them temporarily vulnerable to her enticements.
-Hydrokinesis: Control and Conjuring of water with her magic comb.
-Hexes: Can kill through a hex brought about in an act of intimacy - a kiss, tickling, sex. When she does this, she can devour the soul of her victim.
-Devouring: Her body, that of a water spirit, can expand as she pleases at times, so she is capable of more 'traditional' devouring when she feels so inclined.
-Magic Comb: So long as it is in her possession at the time of her death, she can reform it and herself the next day in a nearby body of water. Without it, however, she will die within a week, and will die permanently if she is killed without it in her possession.
(Permanent Death is possible both as Victim and as Killer. However, I will default assume that it is not involved unless we agree to the possibility beforehand. Reform away unless you've agreed to something more permanent.)
History:
Irina was such a sweet girl. She was always smiling, charming and had such a lovely singing voice. It was said by her family that one day she would make a fine addition to the local church's choir, and that she would be a fine housewife. And, really, she was comfortable with that, and even thought it was all that she wanted... until she met Piotr.
He was so handsome, so charming, and so very in love with Ingrid. No matter how Irina tried to capture his attention, she could never tear his eyes away from her. When he spurned her one night far too harshly, she felt a moment of emotional fragility and threw herself before she was thinking straight into the icy lake outside of town. The act left behind it an unquiet spirit, a vengeful creature that still wore her face while it haunted the town. Her first victim was Ingrid, who she stole the virginity of and then drowned as Piotr was forced to watch, tied to a tree. He would join her soon afterwards.
In the years that came, Irina left behind the lake rather than be captured and came towards the Park, a place where strange beings could be found, and where her appetites might find occasional sating. Admittedly, there were far more powerful creatures about...