Congratulations October
Female, Villain, Marauders, Uptown
Kitless

Strength: Weak
Agility: Standard
Body: Standard
Mind: Superior

Origin: Do you like the way I'm dressed tonight? You should, I did it for you. You should be happy, so just relax and sit back in your comfy armchair and take off that tight tight leash you call a work tie. Are your shoulders tense, dear? Here, let me comfort them with my pale milky white finger tips. So slender, so smooth, you could almost swear they were made of porcelin. How does that feel? Does it make your heart quiver like the ripples of a pond? Do I make you sweat like Niagara Falls pours? Here, give me your hand. Don't worry, I won't bite... much. Your hand is like the hills and valleys of a lost paradise. It just begs for excitement... who am I to disappoint? Feel that? The bare flesh under the gentle touch of your grasp. Brrrr... what a cold feel you have... I can feel your chapped fingers creeping up my mound like a spider traverses its web. Don't stop now. It's just starting to get fun. Try not to think, it lends you to fear. Act on your instincts. Yes... I can feel those dagger-like fingers clench my fleshy mound, yes... tighter... again... more... oh **** more! It sends a shiver through my entire body. The shiver lingers throughout my spine aas it makes its way down to my stomach. I feel so hungry, darling. Feed my urge. Make it so I never have to go hungry again. Curl your fingers down my dress. Rip the fabric and expose my ample breasts. Drag your tongue down to the navel of my belly. Circle it around... oh... yes... yes... like that. I can feel my blood pulsing, ounce by ounce. The everflowing loquid draws color to my face. Oh... no... no... yes... yes... there... no... over there... oooooooooo... Your fingers draw their way up my exposed back and reach for the apex of the nape of my neck. Curl my hair around your fingers, draw me toward you and press your dry torn lips upon my succulent red pout. After our long drawn out kiss, take me with all your pent up lust and frustration. Just allow your instinct to guide you. Don't think, don't think. You don't need your mind here. Just bring your body. Let the mother of pearl buttons on your shirt rip off and fall to the aged oak wood floor. Hear them skitter about as you reveal your benevolent nakedness. Your Adonis to my Venus. Gracing your figure, I coax you to take me! Take me, all of me! .......... Hours pass, and you lie next to me. Your mouth dry as if you've just eaten a box of cotton. I lie in wait with a cigarette in my hand. I take a puff from the little white butt and breathe a dancing cloud of gray over my head. A shining bright ray reveals itself through the veils of the balcony window. I carry the weight of my voluptuous body to the balcony and gaze at the rising bright red sunrise. I smile and look toward the purple horizon as I step out onto the balcony with your bathrobe pulled sexily over my body. Another day, another life to live.

Personality: Sexy, Voluptuous, Enticing. These words pale to describe the beauty that is Congratulations. The curves to her body are only matched by the twistedness of her mind. Like the viper, she coils around her prey and strikes with the fangs of seduction. She is involved in a neverending game of cat and mouse, and she rarely wishes to play as anything but the hunter. Beautiful to a fault, her eyes flash with the passion for danger. Lips pouting... baiting those foolish enough to step into her parlor. Always willing to be of service, even when you're not. She is breath-taking as she is vicious. Always looking forward to the new day. For each day brings her another life to hunt and devour. She steals purity from the virgin soul with but one sin alone. Ripping from them the very core of what gives them definition. But don't blame her, she only lured out their desires... one... by careless one.

Seduction of Purity
Pheremones, Ultimate, Auto Hitting
Are you frightened of the lioness, poor cub? Don't worry, just stay where you are. I'm not stalking you. If I was stalking you, I would approach you like this. Hips flairing, lips pouting, and my eyes centered deep into yours... knocking down your defenses and right into your soul. As I wallow in the pit of your soul, I eat away at your morality. Thoughts of decadence and hedonism enter your mind. You try to release yourself from these desires, trying to keep a grasp on your purity. Why? What good does it do to keep something like that in this day and age. You should live for the present, and not for the past. The past values your purity, but what good does it do you now? Let go of it. Wander into the realm of ecstacy and take your rightful reward. Explore my body, for it is the map to everlasting pleasure. The final frontier of your journey. Bathe in its existence. Relish the spoils of my kingdom and kiss me softly over it. Yes... your smooth wet kisses can be felt upon my neck as I shed the veils to the kingdom and reveal it in all its naked splendor. You are welcome to it as long as you have the time to gaze on its beauty. You are mine.

Stirring Doubts
Mind Control, Supreme, Auto Hitting
You are no doubt a pure young lady. Proper in your etiquette, polite to your seniors, and well bred for your environment. You are the picture of perfection. No one is even remotely as refined as you are... and yet, you are somewhat sad. Why is that? Are you unhappy because of the shackles your lifestyle has given unto you. You wish to be rid of this mantle of purity and be a free spirit? I know how you feel. Don't be afraid. I'm the last person you need to be afraid of. That corset looks a little tight. Do you want me to loosen it for you? Don't worry, I know my way around these things. This dress looks a little binding, here, let me make a few "adjustments" to it. Isn't that better? Oh? You say the neckline is a little too low? I say that it's just right. You have such pretty hair... let it flow down past your neck in a mass of fiery red. Yes... red is the color of passion... isn't it? Stroking your skin like this makes you feel... pleasure? How about this? What? You don't like my cold lips on your neck? Oh, I see. The jolt you got was unknown to you. Let me tell you what it was. It was ecstacy. Let it linger in your ear before I lick it out from the caverns and grooves deep within. I stir something within you, a feeling that burns inside your breast. Allow me to soothe it with the smothering feel of my lips. Forget your purity. Forget those that bound you to a plateau that is unachievable. Open your mind to new experiences. It feels good... doesn't it? The way my fingers move like a skilled minstrel's? You don't want this feeling to stop, do you? We can continue if you like. Of course, it is YOUR decision... isn't that right? Doesn't it feel good? Embrace it. Become what YOU want to be.

Gentle Kiss
Psychic Vampire, Standard, One Use
One kiss. That's all I ask for. Let yourself grow limp, and feel the grace of a goddess. Hold your lips out to mine and wallow in the ecstacy that is lust. Know it, breathe it, be comfortable with it. For it is a part of you now, as you lie, lightheaded from the rush of emotions on that first kiss alone. Millions of images pour into your head. This is the right course of action, don't let others tell you differently. Feel at home in your sexuality. Listen to my words, as you are now more apt to pay attention to this heavenly woman now. You are... mine.