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YOU'RE ALL THAT I SEE

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[attr="class","freiwantmid"]CHARACTER FACTION team rocket

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]CHARACTER RANK grunt

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]FACE CLAIM prinz eugen from azur lane

[attr="class","freiwanttop"]ABOUT THE CHARACTER

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Riches, affection, power--
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You are the epitome - the representation - of anything that a person could ever want. With a word people are keeling over, falling to your feet with your every order. Money comes to you like mosquitoes on a hot summer day, people flock you like a queen and kiss your feet if there's crap and dirt on them; so why are you never satisfied with this? You were a woman who could attack a company, a woman who could swoon with a glare and a gaze. You were a woman of utmost potential (fallen from grace, like the devil into hell) with brains and beauty and you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, blue blood coursed through your veins. [break][break]

You were a bully who took joy in tormenting the servants around you. You were bratty and misbehaved, nurtured by parents who couldn't give another glance your way unless you caused trouble and blamed it on someone else (that was the only way you've learned to live; you never take responsibility because it's a foreign term to you). Fun is your goal; but there was none of it in your home. It becomes bland when everyone agrees, when everyone listens without question so long as you follow the rules (rules are made to be broken, you learn this lesson later in your days). [break][break]

There is nothing noble about your motive. You have nothing to gain, and yet everything to lose (this is a rush to you; like a shot of adrenaline coursing through that never stops). You are a rebel who can never sit still. You could have taken over your parents' companies. You could have followed in their foot steps; walked down the path of the council for the people and for the pokemon. [break][break]

You could have wasted your days away in boredom. [break][break]

The lifestyle was mundane - valueless - even more so than the servants you've stepped on. You left your parents when you could, dropped out of school and stole their money. You changed your name (dropped the proud surname "Hellan" and picked up "Ferris"; a new identity with a glare all the same) holding wads of cash. You took cards and cashed them out, took all the money you could before falling off the face of the earth.[break][break]

Where you were running, you didn't know. [break][break]

But you knew that you felt no sympathy for the people who raised you; you felt no sympathy for stealing, nor did you feel pity for those who raised you. You laugh in their faces as you joined Team rocket for the thrill (yes, the thrill, because your thirst for accomplishments and power have taken you so far as to strive for a leading role). You've grown obsessed with power, with having fun. Settling down is perhaps not an option, so long as you can laugh as the rush fills your head like a drug (perhaps this is what they call love; love for this spiral you're drowning in).