San Francisco by Night
Delilah "Razor" Cole
Image: Tall, Dark, and not unattractive is Razor, this woman whom
tends to dress in black leather as so many of her bretheren do, she tends to use makeup to
enhance her looks and add to her outrageous appearance, glitter, dark eyeshadow being
staples.. and always a hue of purple or violet, often she wears contacts to make her eyes
appear violet or purple, her way or marking herself to others of the sect. Beyond that she
seems like a tough, hellbent biker. She is panders and not a uppity sabbat vampire, and
others can see that she knows how they feel. Even though she wont take no crap.
Psychological Profile:
Nature: Bravo. Thats what she is, she enjoys using her physical presence to intimidate and let others know that she "aint gonna take no shyt from no goddam cammies or no f'in bitches" yet she is honorable and someone whom will watch the backs of her fellows.
Demeanor: Bravo. Her demeanor is whom she is, she doesn't put up a
front, and honesty is a virtue for her, she gives it straight and dirty so that others
will remember it. When your a friend of hers and you've gained her respect, she will show
comraderie and appreciation, moreso than "Any friggin uppity f*ck" will.
Brief History:
Born Three Quarters of a century ago in the bronx, Delilah grew up hard and fast, becoming just like her four brothers, tough, mean and strong. During the years of world war two, she spent her time working at a factory because her mother had done so, all these years later, she feels pride about "not lettin th' slopes get their stinkin paws" on her country. As she grew up more, she took to traveling with the biker movement that grew up after the war, black leather being a particular favorite, she made a small reputation for being a violent persona in the group. One evening during a party in upsate new york, she slipped off with her lover, the gang's leader. Before she knew it, she had blacked out from a hard blow to the back of her head and fell unconscious, the next few nights were sheer terror as her humanity was stripped from her, as she crawled free of the earth. Since that time she has been a member of the sabbat and a creature of the night, she still revels in her newfound life, finding it the ultimate expression of her personality. Now as the new Century Dawns, she has come to San Fransico and is planning to make her name there in the land of the setting sun.
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