bread_goes_bip: Death, fairly neutral expression (Default)
Out Of Character Information
Name: Yubsie | [[personal profile] yubsie]
Age: 27
Time zone: GMT+5
Contact: AIM: Yubs42, Plurk: [plurk.com profile] yubsie, Email: Yubsie@gmail.com
Anything we should know?: For the record, coming up with a persona for someone who IS mythology is... interesting. On that note, I've done my best to pre-nerf her more game breaking abilities, but let me know if anything else should be toned down.

In Character Information
Name: Death (Occasionally Didi)
Series: Sandman
Age: Ten billion (to one significant digit). Looks somewhere between late teens and early twenties.
Birthday & Astrology Sign: She predates calendars, but we'll go with October 5th (Libra)
Arcana: Death (to be on the obvious side)

And then this goes on forever )
bread_goes_bip: Death, fairly neutral expression (Default)
Mun: Yubsie
Email: Yubsie at gmail dot com
AIM: Yubs 42
Plurk: [plurk.com profile] yubsie

Journal PMs are also always an option!
bread_goes_bip: Death, fairly neutral expression (Default)


Hey, it's Death. What did you want to talk about?
bread_goes_bip: Death, bird landing on her hand, other hand raised to face, looking distressed (Sadface)
[Action: Remains of 307 Miller]

[Death has seen this particular sight altogether too many times. Even if it was never quite from this particular perspective.]

Death? Vriska?

[Action: Around Mayfield]

[Death is heading in the general direction of Anderson Lane to seek out Susan, Eddie, Slugger, Luke and Pinkie Pie, but she's stopping often along the way to check on everyone else. If she knows you at all, she will be stopping to check on you]

How are you holding up?
bread_goes_bip: Death glaring at the camera (Actually this IS her angry face)
[Action: 307 Miller Road, Morning]

[Death can be found, much as usual, in the kitchen first thing in the morning.]

Good morning! I've made the tea so it will actually turn out!

[Action: Your front door, mid-day]

Hi! Would you like to buy some makeup? You could definitely do with some!

[Action: 726 Anderson, afternoon]

[Usually Death actually knocks. Today she just walks in.]

Hi! Just checking in to make sure no one's up to no good here!

[Backyard of 307 Miller]

[Anyone who wishes to put an end to this madness... there's a pod back here]
bread_goes_bip: Death with an arm wrapped around Dream (Beside you when your soul embarks)
[Action: 307 Miller]

[Those around the house may notice that things smell very nice. Like fresh baked cookies. Possibly because that's what Death is pulling out of the oven. If you approach her as she is doing so, she will tell you:]

Just let them cool a moment and then you can help yourself.

[Action: 726 Anderson]

[Death is ringing the bell at Puzzle House, carrying fresh baked cookies for the residents]

[Action: Around Mayfield]

[If Death has ever met you or someone from your household, she is showing up at your door to check in on you after all that unfortunate zombie business.]
bread_goes_bip: Death putting on sunglassed and grinning (Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious)
[Home: 308 Miller Street]

[A package from the post office has arrived at the house. Death opens it to find a goldfish bowl with two goldfish in it.]

Well Slim, Wandsworth, what would be a good place for you?

[And how is this going to go with Rincewind...]


[Visiting: 726 Anderson]

[Death knocks on the door and waits for someone to answer. She's here to check on Edward, but is always up for conversation with the rest of the clan.]


[Shopping: Pet Store]

[Regains are often lacking in the appropriate supplies. So Death can be found at the pet store purchasing fish necessities.]

Okay, got the flakes, there have to be some brine shrimp here somewhere...


[Out and About Mayfield]

[After finishing her shopping, Death takes a meandering route home. If she sees you and can tell you're not a drone, she'll approach you.]

Good afternoon!
bread_goes_bip: Death, chin cupped in hand, looking interesed (Tell me about it...)
[In the end, there wasn't anything Death could do about this event. But there's something she can do now, so she picks up the phone.]

Hi everyone, it's Death. If you need someone to talk to... I'm really good at listening.
bread_goes_bip: Death, fairly neutral expression (Default)
[Out and about in Mayfield]

[Death has been assigned a job a door to door makeup saleslady. Naturally, the first thing she did was use the samples to at least get close to her usual look. She's managed to get decently close on the eyemakeup, even if this definitely not what that eyeliner was intended for. She had to deal with red lipstick though.

Short version: She is going to be knocking on your door with a case of makeup. And whether the door is answered by a man or woman, they will be greeted with]


Hi, are you interested in makeup? The selection is a bit limited, but it's something at least!


[308 Miller]

[Come school dismissal time, she's hurried home in hopes of getting to the kettle first]
bread_goes_bip: Death, fairly neutral expression (Default)
[Death is on a mission. She's mortal right now, so she's bound and determined to make the most of it. Which means... Christmas. Lots of Christmas. You may find her:

1- At the grocery store shopping for Christmas goodies
2- At the department store trying to pick out gifts for her "family" even though she scarcely knows her "children"
3- In the clothing section trying to find festive clothing that still fits her look. It's not really working.]
bread_goes_bip: Death, chin cupped in hand, looking interesed (Tell me about it...)
[Death wasn't really expecting to wake next to a skeleton today. Well, really, she wasn't expecting to wake up at all, since she wasn't intending to be mortal again for another ninety eight years or so. Definitely one of the stranger days of her existence.

Still, confusion is no reason to be rude. Never an excuse for that.]

Uh, good morning?

[Later in the day, Mayfield residents may find her wandering the town, taking everything in. She remembers the fifties, but she was never mortal during them so it's a whole new experience for her. She's likely to say hello!]