Shana Terine

Will the faithful be rewarded...

Doll

When we come to the end?

[attr="class","about_1"] Basic Appearance

I can see the soul within

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Shana is rather beautiful in appearance. Her face is well proportioned and almost symmetrical, something she doesn’t really notice when looking in the mirror. Her hair is a snowy white and straight and reaches a little bit past her chin, with her bangs reaching down and framing her face just right. In her hair is a pair of black clips that she keeps on her person at all times. Her eyes are a dark pool of blue, bright to look at. Her skin is a healthy light peach color and she often paints her nails and toenails if she ever gets the chance, keeping them trim. Her clothes tend to vary, sometimes she wears a maid outfit for her master, sometimes a school girl’s uniform, sometimes a simple white dress with spaghetti straps that reaches down to her knees. She has even worn skimpy outfits provided by her master. She has also worn animal ears and animal tails and has a collar to go with them.

[attr="class","about_1"] Personality

Will I miss the final warning...

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Shana is a hardworking girl. She gets jittery when she isn’t doing something, so she has taken up little habits that keep her occupied, if only for a little while. When she is doing something, she is entirely invested in her work and usually doesn’t stop until she’s dragged away or she feels as though the task is done. This can lead to problems if she is caught doing something, as she’s supposed to sit there looking pretty. With the lack of work that comes with her position as a doll, she sometimes hates it and wishes it the title was given to someone else instead.

She is a nice girl in a world full of suffering. While she is usually helpful, she’s one of those people who won’t hesitate to do the person a favor, something that would get the other party in trouble if caught fraternizing with her. She often uses her position as a doll to do nice things for the slaves and servants, having been one herself. She’s fairly stubborn when it comes to helping and protecting others, though she is usually dragged away so the job can be done. Being a doll has made her a little arrogant, thinking that she won’t be in pain for long even if she does help out one of the lessers.

Sometimes, however, the suffering gets to be too much and she becomes numb to it, which horrifies her because she doesn’t want to become numb to the suffering of others. When she gets like this, she requires a lot of alone time, so she can have time to collect herself and open up again. When confronted in this state, she tries very hard to hide her tears whenever she’s upset and will usually hide herself or turn away.

Likes: Dancing, alone time, kpop much to her mother’s chagrin, doodling, comics

Dislikes: Fallen more than demons, seeing suffering, having nothing to do, American chain stores and restaurants, hentai and eroge

[attr="class","about_1"] History

From the lie that I have lived?

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Before -

Shana was born into a Japanese-European family with white hair matching that of her mother’s. She never really thought much of it and even considered it normal for a while. And if she got teased for it? Oh well.

She was a bubbly child when she was younger, always smiling and laughing. In her eyes, she was a joy to her parents and her parents were a joy to her. She was also fairly obedient, listening whenever her parents wanted her to do something, and she always did the chores for them. They called her responsible. And she found nothing wrong with it, instead basking in the praise.

Then things took a turn when she started school. Both her parents began pressuring her to do well on top of all the chores she normally did, her mother more so than her father. The stress starting taking its toll on her and she no longer was the happy, smiling child that she once was. She was numb more than anything, taking the berating of her parents while she worked hard. But when they praised her, at least, her father did, she felt a little happier.

She took all kinds of extracurricular activities just to get away from her home life for a time, though that only piled on the pressure. In hindsight, that wasn’t a very good idea, but any time away from her parents was ideal for her. Her peers commented on her hardworking nature and her kindness while adults compared her to Snow White at times. She enjoyed the praise, but sometimes she felt overwhelmed by it all and needed to get away for a while.

Then she turned 16. Her mother was taking her to her dance recital on a road with black ice. Her mother turned the wheel, and the next thing they knew the car skidded and they crashed into the railing. Shana was trying to move into the back of the car when it started to skid, so she was instantly thrown about like a broken doll. What’s more, she ended up falling out of the car as the door flew open, throwing her out onto the road. She didn’t survive.

After -

When she came to, she realized she wasn’t in the car and she wasn’t hurting. Far from it, in fact. She had never felt better in her entire life and she wondered why that was the case when someone, a man by the looks of it, came to her. He then said that her soul was his and that she was to come with him. When asked about it and about what was going on, he began to explain to her. Apparently her mother sold her soul to the devil to extend a contract she made, so she was officially going to hell. Or someplace like it, that is. She was shocked at the betrayal and she wept bitter tears as she was led away to what she presumed was hell.

Instead, they went to the Wailing House, which wasn’t hell but was pretty darn close to it. There she was put to work, often getting kicked around by the others there. The work was alright, something she was used to even if it meant cleaning out blood and toilets, but the physical and verbal abuse she was not used to. She would often cry in her sleep, wondering why her mother would damn her to such a fate. But as time went on, she began to work less and less and was given more and more gifts by her master. She had no idea why the demon or Fallen or whatever was doing that, but she appreciated the kind gestures he gave.

Then one day, she was summoned to his room and he said to her that she wouldn’t have to work anymore, that she would become his doll. When asked why this was the case, he admitted that he grown to admire her beauty that was natural, unlike her mother’s. There was another motive that he had, something she saw in his face, though she couldn’t place it. But from that day on, she didn’t have to work anymore and became a doll.

That wasn’t to say she stopped doing work. Far from it, she felt obligated to do work considering she was a servant beforehand, but she was often taken away from it quickly while the others that were nearby were punished. Eventually it stopped when she realized she was just hurting others by not just standing there and looking pretty, though she did slip up every now and again.

She lived this way for a while, though she didn’t know how long, until something happened that changed everything. Her mother had been taken into the Wailing House and she found this out when a master was hitting her. She immediately threw herself on top of her mother to protect her, knowing that he would go away when his target was taken from him. Seeing how hurt she had gotten, she immediately took it upon herself to protect her mother with her status, hoping that she can do something to help make her life better. For some reason, her mother wouldn’t show herself in her presence, and when she did she was more irritable than anything. But she didn’t mind, this was her mother after all and she was going to protect her no matter what.

[attr="class","about_1"] Other Information

I am not worthy of this