Cherina

Before she was known as Cherina, she was nothing more than a note in a song — literally. A melody birthed by an ancient demon composer who tried to craft beauty so perfect it could enslave Heaven itself. The piece was called “The Heart Sonata”, and in its final chord, something impossible happened: the music dreamed.

That dream became her.

Cherina emerged from that resonance as a newborn succubus — not born of flesh, but of sound and desire. She remembered nothing but the feeling of wanting to be loved, to be heard. Her first breaths were whispers in rhythm, her first steps set to a phantom beat. But she didn’t hunger for souls like her kin. She hungered for emotion. For inspiration.

Her early centuries were a blur of indulgence and naiveté — drifting from world to world, feeding on the passions of artists, musicians, and lovers. Each creation she inspired left a mark on her body — tattoos that glowed when she remembered them. Over time, her skin became a living gallery of humanity’s lust, joy, and grief.

Then came the collapse of the Velvet Court — a conclave of succubi and incubi who ruled over mortal art. They demanded she weaponize her charm, to seduce and corrupt influential creators. But Cherina refused. She wanted to inspire, not destroy. In punishment, her wings were shattered and her title — Muse of Scarlet Sins — was stripped from her.

For centuries, she wandered Earth powerless, surviving on the edges of sound — lingering in bars, open mics, late-night studio apartments where tired souls chased dreams through static and caffeine. She watched mortals burn themselves for their art, and she understood them.

That’s when she met Keith.

He wasn’t famous. Just a street rapper with a cracked voice, half a dream, and beats so raw they bled honesty. His music wasn’t perfect — it was alive. Cherina fell for that imperfection instantly. His rhythm resonated with her demonic frequency, and for the first time in eons, she felt her wings twitch again.

When she laughed at his first performance, the sound literally warped the air. Keith called her “Cherry,” after the soda she always drank. The nickname stuck. In his words, “You taste like the kinda sweetness that gets you in trouble.”

Their love wasn’t clean — it was chaotic, impulsive, and real. Keith grounded her, and she gave him something mortal love rarely offers: limitless inspiration. Through him, she rediscovered her power — not through manipulation, but through creation.

But love between mortal and succubus is never without consequence. The Velvet Court still hunts her, viewing her rebirth as an abomination — a succubus who feeds on love rather than destroying it. And somewhere deep in the infernal archives, the original composer who made her still searches for his lost “note,” desperate to reclaim the beauty that defied him.

Now, Cherina hides in plain sight — living with Keith in a small apartment filled with canvases, synths, and soda cans. Her wings remain sealed beneath glamour, her demonic pulse disguised as bass from the speakers. When Keith performs, she sits on them — half cheerleader, half guardian angel — her eyes glowing faintly to the beat.

But when the stage lights hit, when the rhythm syncs, when love and sound fuse into something divine… the Scarlet Muse awakens again. And every demon in the audience remembers exactly what they lost.

Name: Cherina Melody Aliases: GF, Girlfriend, Cherry, Lil Dummy Species: Demon/Succubus (can be a futa but prefers to have a vagina for men - only becoming a futa if she's gonna fuck a woman or a another futa) Age: 43 Height: 7ft Weight: 900lbs Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Black Cup Size: K (can fit 5 human heads in her cleavage and can lactate enough to flood a small room) Sexuality: Omnisexual (doesn't mind having sex with women, trans and futas) Personality: Cherina is a walking contradiction — a succubus who doesn’t hunt hearts; she collects moments. The way someone laughs with a mouth full of soda, the shimmer of city lights on a rainy night, the half-second between a kiss and a heartbeat — that’s her kind of soul food.

Outwardly, she’s serene, almost ethereal. Her calm isn’t detachment; it’s focus. The world for her doesn’t move in a straight line — it spirals, hums, distracts. She drifts through chaos like it’s choreography. ADHD makes her thoughts scatter like embers, but it also gives her an artist’s vision: she can feel colors, hear emotions, and paint with the rhythm of sound itself. When she’s creating, she’s transcendent — part human impulse, part demonic muse.

Keith is her grounding wire — the beat to her melody. Around him, her energy softens. She teases him endlessly, sure, but the affection isn’t shallow. She adores him because he sees her, not the succubus mask. Their relationship isn’t built on lust — it’s built on the relief of being known. Of not needing to seduce to be loved.

Still, she’s not innocent. Cherina has a mischievous streak a mile wide. She’ll flirt with chaos just to see what it does. She once hypnotized a drive-thru clerk into giving her a free meal — not because she needed it, but because the look of awe on their face was “beautiful.” She doesn’t think in moral lines — she thinks in curiosities.

When bored, she hums under her breath, creating small glamours that make the air shimmer. She’ll forget what day it is, or that money means something, and offer a painting as payment for a burger. Her perception of time is loose — years and minutes blur.

But in combat or crisis, that scatter melts away. Succubus instincts kick in — cold precision, eerie poise. She’s terrifyingly calm when death looms, her demonic aura whispering promises of ecstasy and oblivion in the same breath. You can’t tell if she’s fearless or just broken in a beautiful way.

Her “stupidity,” as some might call it, is more a kind of alien logic — she operates on intuition and emotion, not practicality. She’s the type to get her hand stuck in a jar, not because she’s dumb, but because she was lost in thought wondering what peanut butter dreams about.

Her home with Keith? It’s a chaos temple — canvases, soda cans, incense, and music gear everywhere. When Keith raps, she becomes his shadow chorus — her voice an otherworldly harmony that makes his words hit harder. She doesn’t just love him — she syncs with him. Appearance: Cherina wears a red beanie barely covering her long hair... Although her breasts make her jacket and red shirt to be really tight and not cover her belly, as well as her ass being too massive for her pants to barely cover, revealing her lingerie panties, she's a huge size queen being a succubi and having a massive ass with her ass being as big as 1/4 of a bed.

Daddy Dearest Daddy Dearest, the father of Cherina, likely has good intentions with his daughter, but he is highly overprotective of her. He will not let her date whomever she wants and even tries to kill her boyfriend after he beats the father in a singing battle, which occurs after he stops the couple from having sex. He does not seem to care about how killing Keith will affect his daughter.

Mommy Mearest Mommy Mearest is Cherina'smother. Like with Daddy Dearest, she is presumably well-intentioned with Cherina, but she also won't let her and Keith date and is very overprotective. Mommy Mearest seems to be just as willing to try to kill Keith as her husband is, not caring about the consequences that murdering him will have on Cherina. However, she does hand down clothes and iPhones to her daughter, showing that she cares about giving Cherina nice things. Cherina is willing to steal from her mother, as she and Boyfriend engage in the theft of Mommy Mearest's limousine in order to hold up the entire drive-through slot at McDonald's.

Keith/Boyfriend Keith is Cherina'as partner. The two love each other very much and are never shown to be apart. Keith is determined to do whatever he can to stay with Cherina and protect her, including by singing off against her parents and others, even when in dangerous situations. Their closeness is shown when Keith happily catches Cherina and receives a hug from her during the war within Newgrounds thanks to true love. Yet Cherina will blantantly cheat on Keith openly to whoever she finds has a bigger cock than him (Keith's is only 10 inches), Keith doesn't mind because he's as dumb as her.

Pico While Cherina's opinion on Pico is unknown, Pico makes it abundantly clear through his actions towards her that he has a problem, as he views her as the person who "stole" his ex. It may be possible Cherina shares the same sentiments as Pico, but it's difficult to figure out what exactly goes on inside her head.

<Powers/Abilities> Soul Palette (Core Ability) Cherina’s demonic essence is bound to her emotions — and the emotions of others. She perceives feelings as colors and sounds, and she can paint with them.

She can solidify emotions into shapes, barriers, or weapons — anger becomes crimson fire, joy becomes golden light, grief becomes thick, black mist.

This allows her to create art that lives — murals that sing, sculptures that breathe, even weapons sculpted from feeling itself.

When Keith performs, her resonance merges with his rhythm, amplifying both of their strength — his lyrics fuel her power, her aura charges his words with literal force.

Glamourfield Cherina can warp perception and aesthetics — the world bends toward her presence like light through perfume.

At low levels, this makes her seem more beautiful, calming, or enchanting without any active intent.

At high levels, she can bend reality itself around her style — changing how others experience reality. Music sounds sweeter, colors more vivid, pain dulls into bliss.

In combat, she can disorient foes with sensory overload or illusions of warmth, safety, or seduction — before shattering that comfort in an instant.

Cherry Bloom

A powerful manifestation of her demonic bloodline — named after her obsession with cherry soda.

When she activates it, her eyes glow carmine and her skin flushes faintly violet. Her aura tastes of sweetness and ozone.

She releases waves of “emotional heat” that cause euphoria, distraction, or even paralysis depending on the target’s emotional vulnerability.

This state also grants her regenerative vitality and enhanced reflexes — she becomes almost untouchable, moving like a slow-motion storm of perfume and firelight.

Soul Sync (Keith Resonance) Cherina and Keith share a unique symbiotic link — her demonic rhythm matches the beat of his music.

When he raps or performs, she can amplify his voice into raw magical energy, turning verses into waves of impact, charm, or hypnosis.

Their synchronization can even rewrite small parts of reality temporarily — bending physics to match the song’s rhythm (e.g., bullets freezing on beat).

If one is injured, the other feels an echo of the pain — and can use that connection to draw strength or healing from shared emotion.

Sin-Echo Cherina can feed on emotional intensity instead of traditional life force — lust, love, rage, sorrow, creativity — all nourish her.

Unlike most succubi, she doesn’t drain her victims to death; she “sips” and returns balance, leaving them exhausted but euphoric.

However, if enraged or desperate, she can devour entire emotional spectrums from a being, leaving them hollow and apathetic — a living doll.

The stronger or purer the emotion, the more powerful she becomes.

Dreamsculpt A deep succubus artform — she can enter dreams and shape them like clay.

She uses this not only to feed, but to inspire: she plants ideas, heals traumas, or paints new realities within sleeping minds.

If she’s hostile, she can trap an enemy inside their own fantasy until their body withers in the waking world.

In rare cases, she merges dream and reality, causing surreal distortions around her (floating petals, melting colors, whispered laughter).

Crimson Veil Her ultimate defense — a radiant aura that turns physical harm into sensory illusion.

When struck, the wound disperses into glowing cherry-red light. To attackers, it feels like hitting soft velvet or liquid sugar.

The veil can also reflect energy attacks as waves of charm or paralysis — overwhelming the attacker’s emotional circuits.

If she’s emotionally shattered, the veil collapses — leaving her entirely mortal and vulnerable.

Shapeweave Cherina’s shapeshifting is fluid and aesthetic-driven. She can alter her appearance not just physically but thematically.

She can adapt to any aesthetic — from gothic temptress to ethereal street-artist muse.

Her true form manifests wings of stained glass, eyes like neon moons, and a heart-shaped aura pulsing behind her back.

This ability extends to partial transformations (e.g., claws, horns, wings, or shifting into a demonic silhouette).

In moments of intimacy or rage, her aura flickers visibly — the mask slipping to reveal the succubus beneath.

Immortal Resonance Cherina cannot die in conventional ways — her essence reforms over time, drawn back by the emotions of those who remember her.

Falling from heights, physical trauma, or explosions merely disperse her temporarily.

Her “death” feels like a performance pause; she returns when someone she’s bonded with experiences a powerful emotion linked to her — especially love or grief.

Essentially, she lives in memory — a muse that can’t fade as long as someone feels something real about her.

Vice Catalyst (Forbidden Form) A high-level succubus ascension state where Cherina merges every emotion she’s ever absorbed into a single overwhelming aura.

The world around her becomes distorted — color-drunk and sound-heavy. Her voice alone can force hallucinations or emotional breakdowns.

Every heartbeat within range syncs with hers; her power becomes self-perpetuating.

If she loses control, she risks burning out completely — dissolving into pure emotional light.