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Mon, 12 Jan 2009 23:21:35 GMT

h-h-hah. [ static ]

[ much clearer. a sweet -- slightly confused -- but sweet voice begins to speak ]

So interesting! Such a well-thought out game -- I'd like to meet whomever is in charge -- tell them what I think of it. . . tell them they forgot, a small mistake, to tell me how I go about playing, but. . . but I suppose there's time enough to find that all out later, hm? Just a tiny mistake.

But! I'm searching for a few loved ones of mine -- very sweet boys and girls, a bit -- doggish, but lovable enough. You'd be able to tell them by these collars they wear -- a bit unfriendly, most of them. Does anybody know of some residents like this? I'd much appreciate an answer, it would be such a relief. I'm very fond of them, you see. As if they were my ownchildren. . .

Oh! --so rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself!

Hello, I'm Angelica, just arrived to this -- cold dominion. Could somebody tell me what this place is, please? I'm awfully confused by all of this, it's -- abrupt. Unwanted.

-- thank you.

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Mon, 12 Jan 2009 06:05:47 GMT

Your Name: Sara
Your Age: Sixteen
Your LJ: </a></b></a>sensitise
E-Mail: tsunamisara@yahoo.com
Instant Messenger: AIM {heartbone}
Other Characters Played in Absolute Threshold: N/A

Character: Angelica Einstellsehn
Series: DOGS: Bullets & Carnage
Timeline: Chapter 25
Wiki Us a Bio/History: @ Wikipedia
Elaborate, if necessary: Einstellsehn is a woman who has taken on the role of a god in DOGS. She's shrouded in perhaps the most mystery out of all DOGS' cast, a story that already leans heavily on the history of its characters. She appears in flashbacks and as the voice behind cold phone calls, always shadowy, her face always partially covered. There's next to no history about her: it doesn't seem necessary. Because Einstellsehn is the main antagonist behind it all, the creator of a great deal of the conflict. Her work makes up the walls of the story, without her there would be none at all

There isn't background for her: she appears, for the first time, in Haine's flashback as the woman who was there at the beginning of his memory, holding him close before appearing psychotic, "You are all more special weapons than that!" It's hinted that this woman is the cause of his phobia of women. It makes sense when one considers that Angelica Einstellsehn is the mind behind a program that kidnapped children from a city, biologically transformed them into almost-human weapons -- and her dogs, as the title of the manga notes. That she's a genius psychopath who claims to love her "children" with all of her heart while setting deformed monsters on them and attaching thick metal collars around their necks, that run deeply into their spinal cord and apparently leave them with a savage "dog" in their psyche. Einstellsehn is cheerful while wishing the tortured and mangled children she re-made a good morning.

She seems obsessed with power -- her weak creations are only losers to her, she and the woman Freuling are running an underground-based operation of genetically-altered beings for some obscure purpose, perhaps to use to implant their own new world order. The woman created her "children" so that they would break and rip their enemies apart, to be an entirely new kind of weapon. A lust for this power, her obvious insanity -- and genius, and a sick love for her creations combine to make Angelica Einstellsehn a very sick, complex new inhabitant of Nuadoria.

What are they bringing to Nuadoria?: Nothing, but for the dress she's wearing.

Third-Person Sample: She doesn't know how she came to be here: how she came to be climbing to her feet shakily on an abandoned street. It's cold and she's shoeless, wrapping her pale and exposed arms around her herself in an instinctual response for warmth. It's no use: she is still cold and exposed, far from the subterranean warmth she's so used to. And the sky is almost white and unforgiving, the wind is wrapping her long hair around her neck like a dark, thick noose. The cream nightdress she's dressed in isn't suited to such a sudden relocation into this climate.

And Angelica doesn't know why she's here, or what this "here" is, exactly. It's no dream, though -- her dreams are painted red and black, drenched with warm that stream down the walls of her subconscious. It's real, she is here in location:unknown, and it's so strange to feel bewildered after so many years of playing god in her Underground. And she doesn't relish the confusion for its novelty. It's not a change she approves of, to say the least, but she'll pick it apart and bring down whatever force took her from bed to an empty road. Though she's insane, she's no hysteric. Anger over this new situation overwhelms all the practical confusion in her mind.

"The children. . ." Einstellsehn whispers to herself. No, the children had nothing to do with this -- not even little escaped Haine or even Ernest, cunning as he was. This was something unrelated. And, oh, her children, they were to go out on a little hunt with Campanella tomorrow afternoon to make trash of a train or two. And their mother wouldn't even be able to stroke their cold faces, being here.

Abducted into a little mousemaze, by the look of it. A habitat composed of dusty buildings and broken roads. Well, she thinks, breathing heavily, light eyes searching the surroundings for some clue to their purpose. She'd created so many like games herself, she'd be able to figure out this one in no-time at all. And be home in time to advance the new arrivals to the next stage of their weaponry, it wouldn't be much of a bother at all.

Angelica stands for a moment, beautiful head tilted in curiosity. And then she begins to walk.

First-Person Sample: So interesting! Such a well-thought out game, I'd like to meet whomever is in charge, tell them what I think of it. . . tell them they forgot, a small mistake, to tell me how to win. . . but I suppose there's time enough to find that all out later, hm? Just a tiny mistake.

But! To my fellows! I'm searching for a few loved ones of mine -- very sweet boys and girls, a bit doggish, but lovable enough. You'd be able to tell them by these collars they wear -- and a bit unfriendly, most of them. Does anybody know of some inhabitants like this? I'd much appreciate an answer, it would be such a relief. I'm very fond of them, you see. As if they were my children. . .

Oh, so rude, I forgot to introduce myself! Hello, I'm Angelica, just arrived to this little cold dominion. Could somebody tell me what's going on, please? If you'd not mind? Thank you!

so that's why i'm going to love you

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