Devon Chao

Name: Devon Chao
Race: Ice Demoness
Sex: Female
Age: Unknown
Eyes: Amber
Hair: White
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 146 lbs
Alignment: Neutral; Lives amongst humans. (Exiled from Dark Forces)
Powers: Much cooler body temperature than most anything living with the ability to potentially cool the temperature of most anything that she touches. Also, if she unleashes her full potential, her temperature cools down even more and can have some control over the weather, more detailed below.

Fighting Style: Devon might vary things here or there, but at the base of how she does things, she's an up close and personal striker through and through. Violence doesn't bother her in the least, nor do the occasional dirty move or (maybe not so occasional) sexual move. She's no submission-ista, and her best defense is attempting a better offense. Also, she doesn't take hits too well, but her strength is deceptively high for her looks.

Stat Sheet:
Strength: ★★★★★
Endurance: ★★★★
Defense: ★
Speed: ★★★
Technique: ★★

Finishers:
Cold Fury:
Devon will spear her opponent to get them down onto the mat before mounting them and raining down six punches to their face. She'll pull back her right hand over her shoulder and cool the temperature of her fist even more to freeze any condensation on it to add more unpleasantness to a final seventh punch.

Frozen Solid:
Next to a prop (Table, Chair, Bench, Ladder, etc.), Devon will grab her oponent by the neck with one hand as if readying for a chokeslam as she places her other hand on the object to bring its temperature down to the shattering point. She will then try to pick her opponent up to swing them over her head and slam her opponent onto the frozen object, typically forcing it to shatter.

Hentai Finishers:
Frozen Waste (Male Opponents):
Devon will straddle her downed male opponent and lean forward so her cool body rests against his and she can blow her cold breath into his ear. She'll lower her body some more so her sex can tease his member, and if he gets/stays hard, will penetrate herself with it. She'll ride him cowgirl style until he seems close to cumming, which is when she'll lay back down to press her cold body against his and let him relax with his member still in her. She may take other actions as well, but her main goal is to just tease him for a bit before allowing him to cum in her. If it happens, She will lift herself off of him and cool his cum in her for a couple of seconds before opening herself up over his cock and letting the nearly frozen cum drip out of her all over his sex.

Popsicle (Female Opponents):
Devon will reverse schoolgirl pin her opponent and try to hook one of her opponent's legs (likes to go for their left) under her arm to fold her opponent over and have their pussy vulnerable. she'll then lick a varying amount of fingers to put some of her cool saliva on it before she freezes it around her fingers. She'll then use her frozen together fingers to penetrate and pleasure her opponent. If her opponent is wet or cums, the additional fluid may increase the size of the layer of ice covering her fingers, depending on how cool she makes her hand.

Expanded Powers:
Unleashed Demonic Chill: Devon restrains her demonic abilities most of the time. However, if she's in a particularly intense fight with a servant of the light or her powers are called out of her by other means, she will allow her full demonic powers to show. When this happens, her eyes will typically freeze over first as her bodily fluids are supercooled to near freezing for her kind (Apprx. -200 degreees Celcius). When she does so, she can control the weather around her to a small degree, which typically involves creating a thick fog to cover the fighting area to hinder her opponent's vision (or the vision of any spectators). If desired, she can summon hailstorms and blizzards, though those will cool her body more as she succumbs to the increased use of her demonic powers. If she unleashes her full potential for too long, she will reach the freezing point for her body and will literally freeze herself solid with a thick layer of extremely hard ice that will cover her body, with her temperature continuing to drop to preserve herself. She must be released by another being when entirely frozen by removing the ice through melting it or by other methods, though it can become extremely cold to the point of almost reaching near absolute zero. If she isn't freed by some other means, then her chill will eventually subside after a few months.

Appearance: <See Image Below> Devon will typically have droplets of condensed water all over her body due to her cold body temperature, though it may appear more sweat-like from a distance. Her demonic horns were broken off in her past, leaving only small 'stubs' on her head. She has never had wings, and she also lost her tail at the same time she lost her horns, leaving only a small nub to humiliate her and as a reminder of what she used to be.

Attire: Devon will typically wear the same swimsuit as shown below, with the collar. She may or may not wear the leggings depending on her mood and the weather outside. Devon has been known to wear nothing but her collar in private due to the convenience that it provides, only wearing the collar since it's special to her for personal reasons. She may dress up in other clothes for various reasons, but they'll typically start to get soaked shortly after she puts them on due to condensation from her cold body. Though it feels good to her to have cold and wet clothes on, it's not really normal to wear them in most locales.

Personality: Devon doesn't play well with others. She comes off as cold, and some would call her body temperature warmer than her personality. Those that can break the ice and give her a reason to care about will have a trusting friend for as long as they have a reason to be cared about. She's also quite sensitive about her broken off horns and cut off tail that she can't regrow as well as her past. She has a soft side for sex, though she tends to shy away from it since it wouldn't be as... 'heated'... as it should be.

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Image:

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Past: Once a mid-level demoness in the ranks of the dark forces, Devon was a decent strategist for their forces. The dark forces's campaign was going quite well for them when she was 'taken prisoner by the light' and held captive to sabotage the dark force's advances. In reality, it was a rival strategist that captured her and kept her out of the battles. She knew what had to be done for such treachery, and the only punishment suitable was an ice cold place in the wastes of the realm. Her captors would torture her every few days, and that's when she made her escape since the strategist didn't have the best minions. When she made her escape, she found out that during her time held captive, he somehow became one of the top strategists for the dark forces, higher than she was before. However, that didn't stop her from carrying out her plan to attempt to revenge his actions... a dish best served cold.

She rather easily walked into his compound and faced off with him in his keep. They had a gruesome battle between eachother, with both being beaten within inches of death, with Devon also losing her horns and tail in the viscious fight. Devon lost control of herself and managed to encase him in a block of extremely cold and difficult to break ice to try to save herself, but the price was her own imprisonment in a similar tomb of ice. When they were both found, nobody knew what had happened to Devon for a long time, so they thought she was controlled by the forces of light to assassinate their strategist from the inside. Without freeing her, they took her out to the mountains and sealed her away in a cave as her punishment.

Devon was found by an expedition of the light into the mountain range for passages through. Though at first they decided to leave her in her tomb, they figured they'd try to free her and see if she'd tell them anything to help them on their mission. After a few weeks, they finally freed her from her constantly reforming ice tomb, she looked at them all in disgust, but heard them out in their request. She shook her head at them, but since they gave her a second chance at taking that bastard down, she helped them out before running off to train herself more to be better prepared. She didn't know how powerful he became in the time she was entombed, just like when she was imprisoned by him and didn't know that he was promoted above her in the ranks...

She's no longer a minion of the darkness nor allowed into their realm technically due to her losing her horns and tail, and since she's a demon, she doesn't fit in with the forces of light. She's made her way to a human realm for the time being until she can make her move on the one responsible for her exile and imprisonment all those ages ago. Being an army of one... a lone wolf without a pack... Devon didn't really have anywhere to turn, but she got wind of a new arena to work on her figting abilities to one day get the payback that barely managed to slip out of her grasp... With a little something extra for her loss of status...