Clover Sulch (Completed)

Name: Clover Sulch
Age: 24
Group: Demon

Appearance: Clover is 5'9" in height with a curvy, athletic build. Her skin tone is fair, with dark freckles scattered all over her upper back ,  shoulders , across the bridge of her nose, and under her eyes.  She sports a layered hair cut of shoulder length, her hair is a flat black, has deep blue low-lights, and dark grey ombre. Her eyes are round and sunken in, they have a silver-grey color when normal, but go black when she reveals she is a demon. Clover's face is rounded with plump lips, and an average nose. On her right eyebrow is a spiked, silver piercing. By her hairline, faint scarring can be seen upon close inspection, and on her body remains bruises that never seem to heal. For clothing she typically wears boot cut jeans of darker shades, brown work boots with yellow laces, a long sleeved undershirt (always white),  either a blank tee or band tee over top(typically darker colors), and a loose plaid shirt in various colors and worn in different styles. (Gotta have flannel and the layers )  For jewelry, she wears a black, leather studded choker and a matching bracelet.


Personality: Loud, obnoxious, and ever energetic- basically an annoying, little, turd sent from hell. Clover is an extrovert and is constantly looking for ways to get in trouble, whether it be with authorities, hunters, or other demons. While she is all those things, she also has very proper etiquette, something she picked up before the whole demon ordeal. She can be loud mouthed and immature when dealing with people she dislikes. With Clover being a demon, she generally does not care for other's well being or  feelings. There are very rare occasions were she does seem to care, but it is difficult to tell. She is very resourceful and capable of finding her way out of difficult situations. Clover is a rebellious individual with an authority issue. She may  have psychopathic and/ or pyromaniac tendencies at times of boredom. Her loyalty can be questionable at times.


History: Clover was born in the Victorian era to a wealthy family that made their profits by selling supernatural oddities and hunting supplies. Her mother was never in the picture as she was always off traveling the world and collecting products to sell. Her father managed the shop and often told her stories of hunts, or how to get rid of a monster. She stayed close to home up until the age of 12, where she was then shipped off to a religious boarding school. There she learned proper etiquette, mathematics, socials, sciences, religion (something she disliked), wifely duties, etc. The school was an all girl school and she often got in trouble for 'unladylike' acts.
     Once she had finished her schooling, she moved back home. Her father had set plans in place for his only child to take on the family business, so Clover further expanded her education and learned to follow in her families foot steps. Business went well for a while until she fell for a potential suitor's twin sister. The local church eventually caught wind of Clover's preferences and personal life. Her family's job had already drawn in unwanted spectators, and Clover was the excuse they needed to advance. When her parents were off vacationing, people came to the house and forcibly removed Clover from her room. She was forced to watch as her house/ shop was set ablaze, and was then stoned to death. She died at the age of 24.
    Her soul was sent to hell and she spent centuries there as she became twisted and broken like rest of the demons. She eventually made her way out of the underworld in the 21st century. Feeling sentimental to her former body, she located a witch and made a deal for her body to be resurrected and repaired. To Clover, nothing was better than your own, home grown meat suit. It took her a while to adjust to contemporary society, but once she did, she tried to get into the swing of her old life. She found it to be nearly impossible to reopen a shop and moved on to hunting. To her, humans were boring and predictable, so she got her amusement from other creatures, and sometimes her own kind.
    Clover had been following a lead on a nest of demons in a small, insignificant town. She had taken up occupancy in an old, abandoned barn as she worked the job. Once she completed the job, she headed back to the barn after a night of celebration, only to walk into a devils trap. The 'art work' belonging to the hunter going by the name of Skipper. After much arguing, an alliance formed between the two and they became 'happy hunting buddies'. 
  


Strengths: Random/ unpredictable, pyrokinesis, whatever strength demons posses. 
Weaknesses: Holy water, devils traps, salt, iron (typical demon weaknesses) 
Likes: Poorly made puns, toffee, Skipper (as a friend), bar brawls
Dislikes: Authority figures, religious nuts, people that shoot first and ask questions later, waiting for excess amounts  of time, other demons.

-- OUT OF CHARACTER --

Name/Alias: On this site I prefer to be called Clover
How you found us: Google is a great tool
How long you have been rping for: I would say a few years by now, but I never took it seriously until 3 months ago.
Other characters here: None yet
Anything else:

RP Sample: It was late out, a little after midnight, when Clover had returned to her temporary home. She slid open the barn door and made her way towards her weapon stash, only to be stopped by what appeared to be nothing. The woman looked down at the floor and growled once she realized she was caught in a devils trap. She paced around the circle and threw her hands in the air before calling out,

"Looks like the kitty has caught her mouse!"

Clover's normally grey eyes flickered to a complete black as a stranger approached, she smirked.

"Has the hunter come to hunt the hunter?"

She continued to taunt, if there was a rock nearby, she would have thrown it by now. Clover tilted her head to the side, her hair falling with it. She made a tsking noise as a gun was pointed at her.