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[hider=Isabel Scott]
Name: 
[color=9e0039]Isabel Scott[/color]

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[color=9e0039]Age:[/color]
19

[color=9e0039]Gender:[/color]
Female

[color=9e0039]Appearance:[/color]
Quite attractive to most people, Isabel, or Bel, as she has shortened her name to - stands at a somewhat tall 5'7". She has fiery red hair, a gift from her mom. Her eyes are a pale yellow, and she has quite pale skin. Despite her flirty and somewhat violent attitude, she does love her modest attire. A black blazer over a wine-red shirt and black business pants. The only thing people might find telling in her appearance, is her combat boots.

[color=9e0039]Personality: [/color]
A bit on the flirty and angry side, Isabel was once quite a different person before the transformation. Now though, the only thing that is left over from that personality is her dislike for nonsense. Used to, that went with a dislike for senseless fighting, but now...well, she'd always be up for a good fight.

Stubborn, but honest and she always speaks her mind, consequences be damned. She has little tolerance for stupid people, or people she thinks are stupid. Also drinks, though she's probably under aged.

(Sorry, I get rather wordy when I write histories >_<)
[hider=History]
Well, the history of Isabel Scott is a rather boring one. Her father was a wealthy businessman, and she never knew her mother who died during childbirth. As the only child, she was groomed for to be the best. Her father kept a strict leash on her. Studies, fitness, physical health, beauty. Everything. As a child, she didn't really have much of a choice. In fact, she rather liked it. She was popular, and caught the eye of many people.

One of which, would remain her best friend all the way through hisghchool. A girl by the name of Amelia Lockwood, who got her into a rather lot of trouble over the years, much to her fathers dismay. She was the only friend she had he ever disapproved of, for a number of reasons. Mostly her ability to always find trouble and her rather...unique choice of attire.

Still, just one close friend wasn't enough, for her really. Sure she was happy - or at least content with the way things were, but slowly she began realizing...she was restless. She wanted something more. She figured it was just a rebellious phase every teen goes through, but looking back now, maybe it was something more. Anyways, in the middle of high-school, she took up martial arts lessons after some heavy convincing from her father.

For a time, this satisfied her. She had a way to vent - usually with Amelia there as well, and she was fairly happy until the two of them had a bit of a fight. Apparently, Amelia wanted to be more than just friends with her. And she didn't seem to take no for an answer very well.

This was cause for the first little rebellion she had at the age of 17. She got her ears pierced in multiple places, along with getting a tattoo on her back. A 'Tramp Stamp' if you will. (What is it of? Try asking. She does like showing it to people.) Needless to say, her father was mortified and grounded her for quite some time. After a few days of ignoring each other, Amelia finally apologized, and asked if they could still be friends. Isabel, said yes.

And then, they graduated. Her at the top of the class, and Amelia...well, barely scraping by. She wasn't big on school stuff. College came around fast for the two of them. Well, for Isabel. Amelia had said multiple times she wasn't going. She spent most of the days when she was skipping school learning how to repair vehicles and other mechanical things, and had already gotten a pretty good job offer after impressing a few people.

Still, they remained friends even though they didn't have a lot of time between her studies and Amelia's work. Until the day things changed. That is, the day she found her new abilities...

To say they had a massive fight, was an understatement. Amelia went home with a few broken bones. What did they fight about? The only thing they ever fought about. Amelia's teasing and flirting went just a little to far, and Isabel snapped. In fact, if a couple of bystanders hadn't pulled her off of Amelia, she could have very well killed her.

At first, she was mortified by what she did. She went home, locked herself in her room and tried to just ignore it. Get some sleep and apologize the next day. Except, that never happened. She became quite sick - lethargic, slow, and she barely got out of bed for some days. The doctors couldn't find anything wrong with her - except perhaps emotional trauma of sorts. They recommended she speak to someone. A psychologist or something. Perhaps it was some form of depression.

She refused, and after some time, came to a realization.

She, was fucking angry and had no idea what to do with it.

So she found a target for her aggression.

She quit college, much to her fathers dismay, and in fact, she pretty much cursed him out and told him he was a lousy father and he needed to get a girlfriend. She took the money he had given her for college, a rather large sum and moved out, getting her own modest but well kept apartment and got a decent paying job.

It was then, she noticed some physical changes about herself. First - her hair. No matter how she styled it, or cut it, it would always some how end up medium length, messy and rough. As though a strong wind had recently messed it up. Soon followed by her eyes turning a pale shade of yellow - and most alarmingly, her hands. Armor-like plating and claws covered her forearms. [/hider]

[color=9e0039]Transformation: [/color]
Currently, her hair seems to be quite uncontrollable. Her eyes, are also a shade of yellow, and most notably, the armor-like plating covering her forearms, from her hands to her elbows.

[color=9e0039]Ability: [/color]
something along the lines of high survivability? Or rather, super durability or something similar.
Sin wise, if that is a thing, I think maybe a mix of Wrath/Greed would work best.

[color=9e0039]Other: [/color]
Fairly decent at martial arts. Would still go to lessons, but she said fuck it and decided she knew enough.
Drinks.
Has more tattoos than her tramp-stamp. (Here's a challenge: Try to find them all ;D)
Likes fighting, obviously.
Has a bit of a bad mouth.

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And there she is!...I think! :D
I hope this gets off the ground xP
I wanted something with demons for awhile.