Seong_Mi_na
A deceased alt of latroma, testimony to the Lethality of the Park.
RIP: 11-6-2014, Motel 5
Some girls just can't manage to catch a break. After years of fruitless, futile searching, Seong Mi-Na had come up empty-handed repeatedly and sunk into a drink or two just to relax. She'd planned to resume her search for a way home the next day, but she never got the chance.
Kylie_Foster, wanting a good time whether someone liked it or not, used a fake ID to sneak into the bar and slipped her a mickey. She didn't buy the cute little tranny's lines for a minute and knew he was too young to be there, but didn't notice the powder he'd put in until it was too late, the drink already swimming in her system. Kylie grabbed her inside of the hall to the bathrooms and dragged her into the janitor's closet, mocking her as he did so.
Clothes were ripped off of her athletic, toned body with abandoned and he raped her repeatedly, violating pussy and then throat before suffocating her just as the effects started wearing off, sitting on her face until she lost consciousness and then died. That wasn't quite the end, though, as her consciousness remained present, trapped by Soul Edge's lingering magic and forced to 'witness' her digestion while he swallowed her whole. she was spared the perception of the final end and her remains being shat out into the janitor's sink... but that was a small blessing in the end, as she was gone forever, never to return home.
A Soul Calibur Fan-Character
Name: Seong Mi-Na
Species: Human
Race: Korean
Age: 24
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 106 lb
Blood Type: A
Weapon: Zanbatou (Halberd) "Scarlet Thunder"
Family: Seong Han-myeong - Father
Growing up in the dojo headed by her father, Mi-na was surrounded by weapons. Training constantly, she became a master of their use, surpassing even her father. Her beauty, however, drew far more interest in young men who sought to woo and marry her for that trait and the glory of her father's establishment. Her father, wanting her to marry, supported this and sought to marry her to Hwang Seong-gyeong. Wanting to join defensive forces against Japanese raiders at the time, she was barred for her gender and left, seeking rumors of Soul Edge, deemed the "Sword of Salvation."
Several times she ran away from home to seek the legendary magical blade, and each time Hwang would drag her home after he found her in his own searches. She faced off against a cursed mistress wielding a chain-sword, Ivy Valentine, and was defeated. She was trained and beaten by a master of the spear and staff, Kong Xiuqiang, and met and befriended many others.
The culmination of her quests came shortly after meeting Hong Yun-seong, a student of her own father fiercely angered by his defeat by her would-be suitor. Feeling sorry for his brooding soul, she handed him a dao (sword) called 'White Storm' that was a family heirloom, possessing the ability to reflect the thoughts of those who wielded it. When he ran away from the dojo with it to seek Soul Edge himself, she followed him with her father's blessing. As she sought both he and the sword out, she learned of the dark secrets of Soul Edge's malevolent power. It, and it's "pure" cousin Soul Calibur were not weapons to be trusted. Though others promised that Yun-seong would make the right decision, she still tracked him down to be sure.
Finding him caught in Soul Edge's dark magic, she attempted to defeat him and release him from its hold, but the force of the magic that struck her with his blow severed her ties to that reality and cast her into another world through a rift torn in the fabric of space and time, only to land the beautiful and bewildered warrior woman in a world full of monsters that sought to eat her and worse. Her soul, partially sundered, now dwelt in two pieces, in the world of men and the astral plane. So long as it was thus, death and aging were no risk to her, as the Soul Edge's last trick would forever bring her back from the dead... only to die again.
Somewhere, in another world, Soul Edge was laughing, having consumed Yun-Seong's soul before meeting its final fate at another's hands. Her story was now a very different one.
Preferences:
Talk to me, and we'll figure something out. 100% prey unless you're a micro, and not inclined to eat them.