Post by Erica Cromwell on May 3, 2012 2:21:35 GMT -5
[classy=apptitle] Cromwell, Erica[/classy][classy=appbord][/classy][classy=appbg][classy=appalias] Erica [/classy]
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[classy=appimg][/classy][classy=appfield] AGE :: [/classy]
25, April 25
[classy=appfield] GENDER :: [/classy]
Female
[classy=appfield] SEXUALITY :: [/classy]
Bi curious
[classy=appfield] NATIONALITY :: [/classy]
Canadian
[classy=appfield] FACTION :: [/classy]
Hitman
[classy=appfield] OCCUPATION :: [/classy]
N/A
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[classy=appfield] PERSONALITY :: [/classy]
The following applies to her when she is not on a job. When she is on a job she puts all these frivolous things away until it is completed.
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[classy=appfield] MISC INFO :: [/classy]
Erica was found on the doorstep of the St. Nicholas Orphanage close to Montreal. As soon as they were old enough to understand what a last name was, they were allowed to choose their own. It would be a placeholder until the child was adopted. Erica chose the name Cromwell from an old witch movie.
She was nine when she met him. Bumped into him one morning while grocery shopping. He helped her to her feet and picked up her things. Suddenly, men in suits came around the same corner he had come from. Taking notice of them, he invited her into a local restaurant to buy her food as an apology while the suits looked up and down the street for the one who had killed their boss. They looked in the cafe and saw a man with his "daughter" and left. He asked the little girl about herself and was sad to hear she was an orphan. He gave her his phone number and address and said that if she ever needed company he would oblige. Over the years they spent much time together and he became something of a father figure to her. They would always play games like airsoft, paintball and hide and seek. Eventually she became old enough to go to a shooting range and shoot clay pidgeons. She was a natural, something her dad-friend constantly remarked about. It was the eve of her sixteenth birthday when the man adopted her as his daughter. His background was shady at best but the overwhelming support he had from Erica forced the caretakers to place her in his care. That day he revealed to her what his true line of work was: he was a hitman. He had chosen her as his apprentice.
It was their first job together, a Californian sex trafficker. They got into the club he owned and she immediately went for the vip booth. The years had been very kind to her. She was now quite the looker, enough so that when her mark saw her he immediately told his bouncer to stand down so he could chat. His body was a lot bigger than a clay pidgeon. It was embarrassing, really, how fast she dispatched him with the silenced sub machine gun she had concealed in her purse. By the time the guards knew what happened she and her father were already long gone, out playing a life or death game of hide and seek.
That was so long ago, she thinks to herself often. Her dad was long gone, taken by some disease no one really knew about. She lives in an apartment near her old orphanage now, and she still kills people for money. Whatever surplus she gets she gives to the orphanage, a thank you for being so nice to her while growing up. One day she gets a call, a job by someone with an incredibly high pitched voice, like a child. The reward was something priceless, something she assumed she could sell for rediculous amounts of money, enough to support the orphanage indefinately. She takes the contract not realizing how hectic her life is about to get.
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[classy=appfield] FACE CLAIM :: [/classy]
★ [b]Dies Irae[/b], [i]Erii Honjou[/i] -- Erica Cromwell
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[classy=appfield] AGE :: [/classy]
20
[classy=appfield] EXPERIENCE :: [/classy]
Since the dawn of a long time ago
[classy=appfield] DISCOVERY :: [/classy]
I opened Google Chrome and it was bookmarked.
[classy=appfield] OTHER CHARACTERS :: [/classy]
Takkun and Sanae
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