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[naturally-recklessly-lucy]

Information

GENERAL

• Full Name: Impossible to pronounce in any language known to humans, goes by Lucy Fern

• Nickname: Honey Guts, Lucky Lucy, Lu

• Race: Demon

• Age: 353, looking 23

• Birthday: 6th June

• Orientation: Pansexual

• Status: Single

• Religion: Satanic (will sometimes say she's an atheist to annoy her father)

• Current Location: Los Angeles

• Social Class: Upper Class/Royalty

• Spoken Languages: All languages known to men and demons

• Occupation: Professional Gambler

FAMILY

• Mother: Catherine of Braganza — Queen consort of England, Scotland and Ireland

• Father: Satan

• Brother(s): None

• Sister(s): None

• Pet(s): None

PHYSICALLY

• Face Claim: Poppy

• Hair Color: Blond

• Eye Color: Brown

• Height: 1.60 m (5ft 3in)

• Tattoo(s): Pentagram on left wrist

PERSONALITY

• Qualities: Charismatic, charming, fearless, perfectionist, self-confident, smart, strong-willed

• Flaws: Hot-tempered, impatient, insensitive, selfish, stubborn, unforgiving

• MBTI: ENTJ-A

• Moral Alignment:  Neutral Evil, "Malefactor"

• Enneagram: Type 8, "The Challenger"

• Likes: Rock music, pretty things, having her way, challenging people, pink champagne, spicy food

• Dislikes: Feeling controlled, being told "no", churches, mushy people

[naturally-recklessly-lucy]

Biography

The Devil had always been a lonesome creature, thinking that if he wanted a job well done, he had to do it himself. Therefore, he never felt like he needed an heir, even if his archenemy had already had a son of his own, granting him even more worshippers, making him more powerful. No, Satan was perfectly fine on his own, surrounded by his loyal, most lethal demons, until he wasn't anymore. Was it the changing of times? The prosperity and development mankind went through, that they had stopped fearing him, or worse... believing in him? Oh no... he'd send them a little reminder of his existence and power. And just like that, he unleashed the Great Plague upon them, killing thousands of people and instilling fear into their little minds, much to his enjoyment. When almost a quarter of London's population had died in a short period of time, the King was desperate. He would do anything to protect his family and his kingdom, imploring to any entity for help. And Satan was listening. The King would have accepted any deal, but this time the Devil would require no blood nor soul. For the first time, he knew it was the right time for him to produce an heir. Someone who he could shape in his own image, making the forces of Hell twice as powerful. He knew he needed a human receptacle for that, he had learned it from his nemesis. And it didn't take him long to convince the King, who willingly offered his wife, Catherine. Unbeknownst to her, the Queen was submitted to some satanic rituals, and soon became pregnant. The Devil was delighted — his heir would be all-powerful, descending from pure royal lines, both from Hell and mankind. On the 6th of June 1666, a beautiful blonde princess with bright brown eyes was born. She looked like an angel, but was truly a demon, the most powerful one right after her father. The Queen was told her baby had died moments after she was born, while the Devil took her with him to the depths of Hell. And with that, the Great Plague subsided, just like he'd promised the King. Satan became a devoted father, and if he had a heart or soul, one could tell he loved his daughter, spoiling the child whose name was impossible to pronounce in any language known to men. Once she was old enough, she picked the name Lucy Fern. When her father asked her if it wasn't a little too obvious, she replied by quoting him — "The best place to keep a secret is right in front of someone." Raised in Hell, Lucy had little to no contact with humans or any other creatures besides demons and poltergeists, but it didn't keep her from being jealous of the way they celebrated the birthday of God's son, while completely ignoring hers. Still, she took some pride in how they made a cult movie inspired by how she came to be. After lots of insistence and literal Hell raising, Satan finally let Lucy accompany him during one of his visits to mortals. It was 1920, and she got to experience travelling by train, where she tasted champagne and marmalade for the first time, something she still loves until today. She also met the Vampire Lestat de Lioncourt, her first lover, but after he almost died by trying to drink her blood, they decided to call it quits. However, they remained on good terms, and Lucy even attended some of his concerts in the eighties, since she shares her father's passion for rock music. Proud of his daughter's evilness and fast learning, Satan gave Lucy the task of visiting the Earth to collect a few more souls for him. She had to board on a luxurious train, travelling from Verona to Paris. During the ride, she had to convince people to commit murder, steal from each other, start a fire and finally get the train to collide with another one. It would be quite the show and would provide Hell with a new batch of souls. However, once on the train, Lucy simply didn't feel like it. Indulging in her favourite champagne and in the company of beautiful flirtatious boys and girls, she was having too much fun to end it just because daddy wanted to. Once the train arrived safe and sound to its destination, Satan was furious. He told Lucy that if she loved the company of mortals so much, she might as well live among them, banning her from returning to Hell until she collected the 100 souls she owed him. She tried to argue by saying that she wouldn't really be his daughter if she was a nice, obedient girl, but he was unforgiving. Now stuck with the mortals, Lucy was not only enraged, but she also didn’t really understand the concept of money or why she needed it. Where she came from, it didn’t exist and all her wishes were granted. However, it didn’t take her long to catch on and she soon found a way to make lots of it with little effort. Using her extreme luck and her ability to change people’s thoughts (and therefore their actions), Lucy was a masterly gambler, only losing if she wanted to, in order not to raise suspicions. Because of this, some people started calling her Lucky Lucy. At the moment, she lives in a luxurious penthouse in LA, enjoying all the pleasures this mundane world has to offer and meeting regularly with her dad. Sometimes, if she takes a liking on someone, she might offer them a deal that would make their wildest dreams come true. Now the question is, should they accept it?