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Aes Moineau Player: @FancyBadgers Class Focus: Ranged Damage Power Level: 40 Research & Development: Arms Personal Data Real Name: Jenna Moineau Known Aliases: Aeslech, Daemon Siege Species: Malkavian Vampire Ethnicity: Caucasian Age: Appears mid-30s. She’s closer to 700. Height: 6’0” Weight: 180 lb Eye Color: Amber brown with yellow rims Hair Color: Red Biographical Data Nationality: American citizen, native of old France. Occupation: Assault Agent, Harper Security Solutions. Explosives enthusiast Place of Birth: Nice, France Base of Operations: She’s generally nomadic. Marital Status: Married to Duke Verdian Vaungur (not to be confused with the Archduke!) Known Relatives: Favorite descendants, Michelle Hell and Elise Centofanti. Childe/Son, Nathaniel Davenport Known Powers Power over the sensory aspect of the mind, heightened senses/aura sight, and stealth. (For people who know: Dementation 5, Auspex 6, Obfuscate 6) Known Abilities Adaptability, proficiency with modern firearms and explosives Equipment Stinger RPG, Saiga SKS, Desert Eagle .50 ((Character speaks French, but the player speaks very little conversational French. Forgive my Google Translate translations!))

In-Charcter Information

Origin

Aes was born Jenna Moineau in Nice, France to a woman named Chelsea Leanette Moineau. Her father was a wandering Monster Hunter who wasn't aware that her mother was married at the time and had a penchant for infidelity. She lost her mother at a very young age, shortly after moving to Paris and was raised by her stepfather, who fully believed that Jenna was his. Despite this, he seemed to hate the girl and blame everything on her nonetheless. When she began showing signs of a hereditary madness in her mother's side of the family, he sent her away to the worst asylum in Paris During her stay, she withdrew into herself due to abuse of both a violent and sexual nature. Her withdrawl created a strong-willed persona who referred to herself as the Daemon. The Daemon protected Jenna by taking over in situations that warranted violent resistance. At first, the actions were purely defensive....but the Daemon slowly grew a taste for violence and blood and, as soon as she discovered how to get at the torches in the halls, fire. On the day that would have been her 36th birthday, the Daemon emerged during a sexual attack, broke free of her chains, and used them to strangle and shatter the spine of the offender. She escaped...and found herself in the arms of another "patient". Before she could attack and kill her as well, she had torn into her throat. She died in the hospital and was brought back through the vampiric Embrace just outside its walls. She killed her sire on the spot by throwing a lamp over her head, igniting the woman instantly. The speed in which she caught fire was rather surprising to the newly-Embraced lunatic and it dimly occurred to her that she’d done this without getting any explanation on what was now going on. She sat before the small inferno until a group of unwashed humans came to investigate the flames. And thus, she had her first meal. She took to roaming the corridors of the asylum, using the whispers she now could hear from every corner to teach and guide her. For a decade, she slumbered in the catacombs and mingled with the chaos of the mad people dwelling there.

History

It was a rainy summer night that a beautiful waif stepped foot in her lair, bearing a message to meet in the merchant district the next night. It was during that meeting that Daemon met the vampire Henri le Sangre. The old man in the teenager’s body. She became nearly obsessed with the man and his cause, this relatively new thing called the ‘Sabbat’. Henri led their pack, and took the young Malkavian under his wing. He gave her a very well used morning star as a token of his affection, and thus she was his right hand, his lover, and his protégé. He encouraged her to hone her natural skills. With Henri’s guidance and the pack by her side, she destroyed countless cities, killed countless enemies, set fire to a great many random things. After years passed, Henri found himself in a higher position of power, and the role of pack leader fell to Daemon. For her destructive nature, she became known as Daemon Siege. She was considered a last resort after a while, due to her tendency to utterly destroy everything in her path, including buildings, human beings, and every last non-Sabbat vampire. She didn't believe in taking prisoners for any longer than it took to torture the Hell out of them. It was when she crossed the ocean to America in the 19th century that Daemon made a fatal mistake. She was to lay siege to a city known as Kitel. Chances are she didn't pay attention to the reason she was given. But as she was laying plans with her pack, she caught wind of a hapless young girl who had wandered in on them. She locked her in a closet at the request of her second in command, Henri’s childe Marco, who wanted to deal with her on his own. However, she soon after changed her mind and tossed her into the clutches of a flesh-crafter. When Kitel was leveled, Marco betrayed Daemon in his anger and attempted to kill her by ensuring that the last standing building would collapse with her still inside. Daemon went into recession as Jenna had before her...and someone new emerged entirely: Aes Moineau. Daemon was presumed to have met Final Death by all who knew her, and so Aes was free to wander the nearby wilderness. It was in the short week after the destruction of Kitel that she came across the girl she’d tossed in the closet. Marco hadn't killed her as instructed, but taken her as sort of a plaything. In fact, she could see him "playing" with her right then. The girl didn't seem to recognize him, though she'd seen his face as plain as day only a few nights ago. Something maternal snapped in the Malkavian and she found herself rather suddenly dragging him off into the trees. She kept him twisted around where he couldn't see her face and make quick work of breaking most of his bones before wandering back to check on the girl, who didn't appear to recognize her, either. She chalked it up to trauma blocking out most of the memories. She became a mother-figure to the girl, who eventually just started calling her Mother. She followed her across the country. Situations arose when Marco would re-emerge. The final occurrence was the very last straw, and resulted in the frequently retold story where Aes tore one of his limbs off and brutally sodomized him with it. There was a lot of craziness during this time, and Aes will always be willing to share a story from these years. After almost a century of following Paola, the two parted ways. Paola changed her name to Lia Salvatore and moved on to New Detroit (Millennium City), soon being hefted into her own political position among the undead there. She never lost touch with Aes, but was very surprised when the woman showed up unannounced and explosively at one of her buildings in the Westside district. Fearing the unpredictability of her surrogate mother, Lia appointed her to the position of Scourge. If she was going to get the urge to incinerate, bludgeon, and kill- she could at least be directed as a weapon. She used this time to embrace, love, and learn everything she could about weapons and explosives of all sorts. She learned a special love for the rocket launcher. Between her duties as Scourge, Aes began to amass a following of her brothers and sisters. Malkavians flocked to the elder and their numbers began to grow in the city. Feeling pressure from the clan, Lia allowed them to select Aes as their Malkavian primogen. The position was taken with a grain of salt, as the old Malkavian knew she was already the voice and hand of her clan in the city. The title was only politics, of which she cared very little. Several months into the position, Lia vanished from the face of the Earth entirely. Many assumed her to be dead, but of course… Aes knew better. It was that point that Aes left for the desert and sealed herself in a mine shaft by blowing the entrance to kingdom come. Her death was long-assumed as well. The Malkavians largely withdrew from the city. The larger vampiric presence itself dissipated there. Aes slept for almost two years, occasionally reaching out in her slumber to check in on her mortal family, descendants of a long line of pyrokinetic metahumans, magicians, and monster hunters. She stirred from her slumber to arrive in the city once more, taking up a fraction of her former hunting grounds deep in the heart of Westside. During her sleep, a werewolf pack had taken up residence in the territory. She took to playing nice with them and eventually working to keep other vampires out of the territory through flagrant acts of cannibalism and incineration in exchange for being allowed to stay. The Sabbat was attempting to get a foothold in the city at that time, and refused to comply with the wolves’ demands for acting in their territory. There were a few scuffles, much posturing, but nothing came from either side. The pack largely disbanded and the Sabbat faded into the background. The maternal woman inside her grew to love a young man named Nathaniel, whom she ghouled, and eventually Embraced. However, without enemies or handlers to encourage her violent tendencies, Aes once more slipped back. She spent three months in her old mine shaft, contemplating and sleeping while her childe traveled the world, following “the voices”.

Recent Events

Aes agreed to marry the Duke of Vaungur during a particularly brutal lovemaking session. She's also been hired on as an Assault Agent for Harper Security Solutions, but doesn't do it for the money. It largely keeps her boredom and inner destructive tendencies pointed in a direction that won't cause inconvenient consequences.

Appearance

Everything about Aes seems to be built to stand out in a crowd. She is uncharacteristically tall and stands at least a head above the average woman. Her hair is a shade of fiery orange red that almost seems unnatural. She is solidly muscled, with supple curves and a thick waist. Her manner of dress is often outlandish and wild, leaning towards a preference of bright colors and decorative weapons. On occasion, she can be caught wandering in public without pants on.

Personality

She’s shameless and sly, often bearing a half-manic grin. She makes loud boasts of what she could do or what she would have done in her early days. But she rarely appears to be more than talk when among friends. When she’s out in the field, she’s a formidable foe against her enemies. She enjoys psychological warfare, torture, and explosives. However, among friends and those she claims as family, she is a playful, motherly force. She tends to pull pranks on her favorite people.

However, it pays to remember that Aes is a clearly mad old vampire. She fully admits to setting her own family members on fire to “teach them”. She is also, in the end, quite selfish when it comes to those she cares for. It doesn’t occur to her that doing something to wreck their life might necessarily be a bad thing if it keeps them in her life.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Strengths: Mental defenses, regeneration, adaptability, empathy Weaknesses: Pyromania, selfishness, Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Character Opinions/Impressions

((Feel free to edit and add your toons’ opinion/impression of Aes!))

"She means well. Usually. Despite everything, she's been there for me whenever I need her." - Michelle Hell, "Granddaughter"

"I still say the world would be better off without her." - Snowfall the Wolf

"This isn't the behavior I'm used to seeing from this woman. While still unpredictable and certainly dangerous, she has become far more calculating. I expect she's less likely to indiscriminately slaughter a population than she is to indiscriminately slaughter an enemy she's been told she can legally destroy. Small changes to make her existence easier." - Ramona Caro

Out-Of-Character Information

Roleplay Hooks ((WIP))

Tropes ((WIP))

Creator's Notes: ((Aes was born out of boredom one day in highschool, ten years ago. I had to TRIM a lot of information out of this just to keep it from being a million miles long!))