*Rules of My Channel*

1. No coming randomly on my channel and starting an RP. Especially a boring one that says "You see a lonely girl crying blah blah blah." Boring. I've been RPing since the summer of 2008. I don't have time for such foolishness. I may not be the best RPer in the world, but I do know a good one if I see one.

2. No God-modding. I hate RPing with people with characters that can't get hurt, or dodge my shots when i try to hurt them. It's boring! Spice it up a little!

3. I will NOT tolerate any making-fun of me, my friends or my characters. These people mean the world to me, and if you
say anything about them, all hell with break lose.

So, follow these simple rules, and I won't have to kill you! Have a nice day. :D



-Basic Information-
Name: Lady Godiva
Other Alias: Katrina Parker
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Species: Human



-Personality-
Very sly, witty, seductive, intelligent, and will do almost anything to get you do to something for her.

-- Appearance--
Very short, black/dark brown hair



There is a young woman, around her mid-20's, sitting at a desk in the middle of an abandoned warehouse. She was surrounded by a pack of dogs, chained to poles beside her. She was polishing her gun and knife collections as she glanced up, giving you a slightly upset look, but then suddenly changed it to a creepy smirk. She put the gun that she had been cleaning on her desk and she stood up. She may not have looked very threatening, but to the city of Gotham, she was one of the most wanted criminals. Her accent and the hoarseness of her voice made her sound even more intimidating. "Well, well, well... who might yous be?....Hello?..Don't wanna tell me?" She giggled softly..."Fine.. I didn't wanna know anyways."..She sighed deeply.."I'm sure you already know who I am, all of Gotham knows who I am, unless you live under a rock! But, just in case you actually do.... I'm Lady Godiva. And no, I'm not like any other of those idiots who call themselves "criminals". Being a criminal is a form of art, that has to be mastered. You can't just show up and be a criminal. It takes practice. And practice makes perfect. And I AM perfect.." She said quietly with a spine tingling smirk painted across her lips, and the lights glimmering in her eyes, dancing with evil....