Seren Ellis 'Sareph'

Name: Ellis, Seren 'Sareph'

Gender: female

Age: 19

Meister: Does not work well with others

Weapon Form:


Sareph looks like a traditional double-barrel shotgun.  

Love Interest: lolno

Appearance: To describe Sareph, she is hardly someone you'd guess to be anything more than a thug. Her skin is peach and nearly flawless, except the occasional freckle and scar. She stands at about 5'10 feet tall and weighs relatively 140 lbs. She has a fit body and her muscles show, but normally she wears clothes that cover these curves. She tends to wear a button up shirt with a jacket to go over top. Her pants are normally black skinny jeans. She has a tramp stamp of a skull design on her tail end. She also has devil wings tattooed on her shoulder blades. A third tattoo sits on the back of her neck with 'Deus Est Mortuus' decorated. She looks a bit tan with a frown constantly on her face. The hair she has is cut to her shoulders and usually pulled back into a ponytail. The bangs hang on her face like a frame. Almost always her lips have a cigarette between them. She has two golden studs in her ears and a necklace with a 'droplet' gem on it.

Personality: Sareph is a woman who will likely mess you up. She's sadistic and a kind of person you DON'T want to piss off. She WILL make sure your life is a living hell if you fuck with her. She doesn't really deal well with people or bullshit. If you're monologuing, she's probably going to shoot you. If you cut in front of her, she's going to shoot. In fact there's rarely an encounter with Sareph that doesn't involve her being vicious in some way or another. She's stern and knows how to put her foot down. She won't accept no as an answer, and usually doesn't let anything slide. Sareph can't stand pushovers or people who puss out of things they say. If you're going to do something, then do it. Don't dilly-dally and waste her time.

Sareph tends to do what she wants without thinking or without caring what the consequences are. If she's mad, she's likely to punch someone or kick something. Her anger is quite a wild fire and when she's tame are the moments to fear her most.

Sareph is a pro-demon kind of woman. Having a best friend who's a cultlist tends to lead to that. In desperate attempts she would slaughter a million people if needed to protect her friend and even in a way, she has a bond with demon unlike a lot of others. She prefers to spend her time among cultists, not as some kind of hero, but as a person to be around them. She likes to smoke a lot and can be caught more often than not with a cigarette in her mouth. She holds herself with an unhappy disposition and usually the only time she smiles is if she's shooting something or someone. Also if she's drinking or smoking she might have a smile or two. What truly gives her joy is unknown; she's distant and seems serious despite most of the time she's not. In fact, Sareph is almost Lethargic about everything. As if she tests the waters and tests the level of people, before making her judgment. She's unforgiving and usually there's no second chances with her. She's quick to make enemies and slow to make friends.

History: Seren was born the middle child. This meant she got the shit end on everything. Her little sister got all the first choices because she was the youngest and her older sister always got dibs on next item because she was oldest. This left Seren on a constant 'whatever is left' tangent. As she grew up, she became sick of favoritism and for a while, she began searching for some sort of attention, even if it was in all the bad ways. Her steps led her further away from her family and she found herself watching from the outside. Her family was in shambles. Her mother was a drug addict and her father was the dealer. When Seren was ten, her mother was put in jail, which turned her father to not only drugs, but alcohol and guess who ended up the whipping boy?

It would have been better to hide the skin that WASN'T bruised or covered in scrapes. No, her father never intended to hurt her, but often her careless words sent her down a flight of stairs or landed a belt right across the chest. Her siblings usually cowered in fear and there were terrible days when Seren actually STARTED the fights with her father.

"You're just an addicted bastard with no future." The words came from Seren, which earned her glares from her older sister. Soon they stopped even making a scene. Daily there were noises and screams of fighting words and blood-curdling shrieks as Seren landed on herself in the hospital more than not. Every morning he showered her in false hugs and apologies. She never cared, they were meaningless and the more she ran from him, the more she found it wasn't working.

She had just started fifth grade when she started stealing amounts of her father's drugs. Of course she tried them and of course she got addicted. It was bad when her own family didn't notice her violent mood swings until Seren clean punched a kid in the jaw. The councellor called and demanded she seek medical help. The addiction took over a whole year to toss aside and even then, she fell out twice. Her withdrawal was severe that she'd miss school to vomit over the toilet all day. Then she'd have her nights being beat by her father who swore up and down about her stealing his drugs.

Eventually mother came back and things were back in order.. not really. In fact things got worse. Mother began sleeping around and hiding her addiction while father didn't bother hiding it. It was beyond a miracle that the two could support three children. Seren's younger sister was quiet a lot of the time and by that time, the older sister had moved out. Seren had joined a gang and started fighting as often as she could.

When Seren met Ceri, it was during her rehab. In fact the problem left her rather vague and confused on whether Ceri was real.. or a friend she pretended to have in shock and desperation. NO one gave a damn about her and she knew it. Ceri was the only girl that Seren showed any care for.

Her addictions switched. Drugs, alcohol, sex and adrenaline. As she aged, Seren went through them all, alternating every few weeks. She began dealing things herself. The gang got into brawls and Seren enjoyed the high that rushed through her veins when she could see someone bleed at her hands. People who owed her money, never escaped her fury. In fact people couldn't escape her in general. It wasn't an obvious thing when she was mad. She was silent, never portrayed her emotions, not even to Ceri.

Finally, a day in her senior year, Seren told Ceri they needed to gather their things. She never said why, but Ceri understood and obliged silently. The next day, Seren was caught with a gun at school. How she'd gotten it in was a mystery. In fact how she got away with shooting the boy was beyond a miracle. There were sirens and the evidence was cleaned and left. She faked her death and the two fled. He wasn't dead, but he WAS mugged and left to bleed in the alley behind the school. Ceri and Seren fled to London and changed their names. The black market was a marvelous thing.

Ceri got herself money by some miracle and Seren kept her nose with the darker parts of the world. By some weird reasons, Her group helped her out, and gave them all false identities and it all worked out.
Miscellaneous:
- Her limp is from her father shoving her off the balcony and her breaking her leg
- She has severe anger issues
- She has visited the ER at least 32 times
- She's trigger happy
-NOTE: History mentions demons, but they aren't actual demons. She believes there are and that her best friend is possessed by one

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