Clement Gavell

Name: Her original name, she can no longer recall, but she was once dubbed Clement Gavell by an old woman fooled by a phony psychic into thinking she was contacting her deceased daughter. She liked the name, so started to use it for herself. Though, throughout the years trapped in her layer of reality (a dimension for ghosts and demons unable to pass on that lies just on top of the living world. Separated by a thin veil, lifted only on Halloween, or if you use something like a Ouija board) she has found herself being given the name Zaza, Kokkuri, among others she's lost track of by the living.

Eye color: In life, brown, but now they look glazed over and milky blue like cataracts. That is, unless she's angry or using her powers, then they glow violet.

Age: She was born sometime in 100 C.E, dying at the age of 18, then being reborn as a inhuman entity in her strange afterlife.

Skin Tone: Fair olive.

Gender: Perisex MTF Trans Woman.

Species: Undead, some sort of a spectre, she doesn't know or care to know. She just knows she was once human, and isn't anymore. She died, but she's not dead.

Body type: 5'7, thin but toned, noticeably muscles but not overly bulky. Strong and stocky, but not to the point she can't make herself look like a buff-ish cis woman in certain clothing.

Hair: Elbow length, parted down the middle, long layers and 4a curl type. Black hair, slight violet tint in certain lights.

Clothing: A black, linen tunic that reaches the floor and covers her feet, simple and very old looking but clearly was something worn by the wealthy in her time. She's wearing it improperly so her shoulders are bare with the sleeves hanging off of them. Black wool pants underneath and wooden sandals. She is wearing no jewelry or makeup.

Personality: An Eldritch horror simultaneously tired of and intrigued by humans. Taking pleasure in tormenting the wicked ones, scaring the hell out of but not harming stupid ones being jerks but are ultimately not malevolent, surprisingly gentle and kind to/towards children and disabled people as well as animals. Very reserved, usually seen in a depressive or emotionless state unless something strongly triggers other emotions, all or nothing in emotions and reactions. Overprotective, especially around children or otherwise vulnerable individuals, and becomes highly aggressive towards others who try to harm them. She often becomes fractious when angry, causing her hair to go crazy when enraged while her eyes light up purple.

Only submissive during sex, otherwise? Completely in charge with equal bark and bite.

Sexual orientation: Sex neutral asexual biromantic, very picky with who she finds attractive. Feeling no sexual attraction, low libido, but likes having sex when the mood strikes and she likes/trusts someone enough.

Likes: Scaring the hell out of people, playing pranks and tricks on people, killing evil humans, beauty rituals and routines, music of all kinds but especially using the harp or a culture’s traditional instruments. Sweets, especially peppermint or pomegranate sweets, etc. Rare (as in doneness level) beef dishes, seafood with king crab and oysters being her favorite, small cute things, etc.

Dislikes: Chicken, child predators, child abusers, abusers in general, bigots, unkind or pretentious people, media’s misuse and portrayal of the supernatural (with the exception of classic horror novels and gothic literature), she’s picky about water and only drinks it if it “tastes right” to her, demons and spirits that possess/harm children, etc.

Favorite and least favorite bedroom activities: Her only hard lines are no age play, no sexualizing or harming animals, no scat.

Other notes:

Clement remembers very little of her human life, in fact, she only remembers she was considered royalty and that she died in front of her mirror. Violently. She remembers feeling betrayed, feeling overwhelming sadness and hate, nothing else. She remembers that she always wanted to be a woman, she did not know there were words for it until a century after her death when she began watching people through mirrors and or being summoned with games like Fuji (planchette writing), Kokkuri-san, Ouija boards, etc. She sometimes feels very bitter that she never knew it was normal, it wasn't just her who felt her body was not her own. People were cruel out of hate and idiocy, nothing was wrong with her, she longs to have life again. Start over.

Pazuzu/Zozo is her mentor, she loathes most of his actions but has enough respect for him not to fight him since he was the first to approach her and show her the ropes when she became aware of her undead consciousness.

She can travel and communicate through mirrors, talking boards and games, shapeshift into deep purple smoke and purple butterflies if she wants. She controls shadows and reflections. She can give people horrific nightmares, cause sleep paralysis, too.

Her voice is baritone in pitch, a bit raspy, but has feminine tone and intonation.

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