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  • Artist Info: Narcissistic Singer
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    Requiem Dis Irae <br />
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    Name: Requiem Dis Irae<br />
    Nickname: Requi~, Rere, Smartass, Mommy, Daddy<br />
    Nationality: French<br />
    Age: Appears to be in her 20's<br />
    D.O.B.: Unkown<br />
    Sex: One at a time please I"m not a machine ;o<br />
    Orientation: ~Unknown~ <br />
    Location: London, United Kingdom<br />
    Weight: less than 100 but appears to wiegh more than 140<br />
    Race: Paper, Doll<br />
    Hair Color: Red, Pink, White<br />
    Eye Color: Ivory Green<br />
    Drinker/Smoker Yes/yes<br />
    Status: Single<br />
    Occupation: Musician, Assasin, Fashionist, Killer<br />
    Likes: Music, Art, Cosplay, dying hair, stalking, etc<br />
    Dislikes: Humans, being wrong, Bright Lights, Military, Requiem, Manzoni<br />
    Personality: Sympathetic[at times], Blank, Sadistic, Wierd, and Empty headed, extremely perverted [It's a sickness :<], not caring<br />
    Quote: What are you willing to do for fame and fortune"<br />
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    The birth of Requiem Dis Irae<br />
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    Requiem was created to cure a man, named Manzoni, lonliness from not being to "fond" with loving humans. He could never fall truly inlove with them but rather his music. Eventually the lover would grow jealous of his love for music and leave him. Eventually Manzoni started to feel alone. He wanted a companion but starting relationships and suddenly asking the woman to bare his child was not the right way to go. He thought of every method and tried it in everyway possible. He than thought of another method but it would mean to defy the wishes of god. So he gave it a go since he was not a religious man.<br />
    Going into a Cemetary looking for a child's body that eventually died and had of course skin on there bones but could not find any. Till he saw a girl with black hair running around the cemetary grounds singing. Manzoni did not want to kill an innocent child for his needs but he had no other choice but to. Following the child around he waited for the right moment to attack her or subdue her. He could hear the girl singing to herself she would often call herself in third person name. Finding out her name was Demetri. He felt disgusted as he rammed the shovel towards the girl serveral times. Seeing her lay motionless he payed his respects as he dragged the body towards his house and into his "labrotary" [his music room]. Searching around his room for his favorite piece of music sheet as he finally found it "Requiem's Dies Irae." <br />
    The body of the young girl was cut opened knowing the only way to create a child was of course a sacrifice and many other unable to tell details. He inserted the sheet music inside the child and sew her closed with the music inside. Cutting his thumb letting the blood flow as he made a strange marking on her stomach and gave a chant. He stayed there waiting seeing if there was any effects at all but nothing the child was still laying motionless, pale skin and black haired. Angered with himself he threw a fit flinging music around he stayed motionless holding his stomach sick for killing a child for nothing. Until he heard something moving from behind him. He slowly turned his head seeing it was the young girl sitting up giving a giggle. Shocked he examined the girl once more seeing major differences. Her hair no longer was black but red and much longer and curlier, her eyes were a darker shade of green and her pale skin had turned much darker almost tanned. Stunned thinking "Is this how Requiem looks?" or "Is this from the paper and girl combined." He gave a shrug because he did not care. Requiem sat there as her curly red hair stood in her face wipping it off seeing Manzoni she gave a bright smile and opened her arms wide. "Daddy?" Manzoni shocked even more than before staying there looking at his precious creation as he nearly leaped into her arms crying nodding his head. "Yes...Yes my my daughter...My beloved.<br />
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