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Confident in my own writing and my muse. Dark but can tone it down. Versatile and flexible with various verses. Literate and fun. You want a good story, I can provide. Let me prove myself and I'll show you!
In a time before civilization became a big popular thing, there were like...villages of different people. We didn't call them clans or anything like that, hell...we didn't even have names, back then, I never really learned how to talk...I didn't need to, really. My father always spoke for my mother and me...just how it was. Anyways! Back then, it was a lot scarier, there was no protection yet, and BY THE WAY, you should thank every person who made a religion because everything those whack jobs did, had a hand in the world not being engulfed in monsters! But, yeah, anyway...that's a little about my background, as for how I ended up like this? That's my last story...my mother would always give thanks in the wind but I never had a habit for that, said there were things keeping us safe. Days got colder, our people were thinning out..the leader of our group convinced my parents into trading me to another group, I was traded like five or six times before I ended up with the...I'll just call them bandits. You can guess what they do, yeah?
Well, I don't remember how young I really was..I remember starting to blossom but, I was still a kid. So, these bandit guys, they weren't nice, they were hairy and gross, they never took baths. They were the visual representation of something just..gross. You can guess what they did to a young girl they owned, yeah? It was the most painful and humiliating torment I'd ever been through...it never ended. I could feel myself dying and out of a moment of brief panic, I asked for protection, I asked to be saved...I asked for revenge. Sure enough, something came and answered my wish. This thing promised me my vengeance and he delivered. I slaughtered that whole group, I ripped them to pieces and I remember that exhilarating feeling, that moment of sheer happiness...
I didn't stop there, of course..had to hunt down everyone who ever treated me like some sort of item..until I found my way home. Yeah, you guessed it, I slaughtered them too. Well, with whatever gift this thing gave me, it won't let me die of natural causes or old age. A life lived that long is boring. I adapted to every era, I've stayed low, I colored my hair, come on...you don't think this is natural, do you? I have fun dismembering bodies and making life-size dolls out of human remains. I've been here too long, just gonna get real weird with it...by the way, this drip is amazing! What's in that bag? I love hospitals.
NAME: Kitty Haynes
ALIASES: Very Many
DATE OF BIRTH: I can't remember..
PLACE OF BIRTH: In a mountain?
CURRENT RESIDENCE: My head
HAIR COLOR: Blonde/Blue
EYE COLOR: Green
HEIGHT: 4 feet and 11 inches!
WEIGHT: I dunno
Other Family: Killed
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: ...
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Table for one, drinks for two.
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP(S): Me
PAST RELATIONSHIP(S): Also me
Traits: Cheerful, Peppy, Childish
Disorders: Lost her marbles
Addictions: Flesh fabricating
Likes: Shiny things
Dislikes: Getting her feelings hurt
Quirks: Too many
Serrated blades of your bated breath
have made a monster
in the house of death...
punctured, deflated the snakes in your veins
evacuated & slithered away
are you sure you still want to play
this evil little game?
From The WriteR
Hey-o! Please take into account the Kitty doesn't have all her marbles. At least, not enough of the right ones. She's psychotic, random, impulsive, and child-like. She's peppy and cheerful. I don't always do Horror or Gore, I can bring her down a few notches for any occasions so long as they are discussed prior. If you want some random starter, that's fine. I do some of my best work on a whim.
Woosh. Woosh. Woosh. The sound of something being spun around echoed through the empty night, joined with a set of teeth chewing away at a piece of gum.
Beg me for mercy, admit you were toxic,
POP! The petite girl before them popped the bubble of gum she had been chewing, a devilish grin etching over her surprisingly soft features. Pools of viridian peered up at them with an ominous chuckle. You poisoned me just for another dollar in your pocket,
The camera that was spinning around her finger came to a slow stop, now swaying side to side gently. "Hiya.." Bright green carefully looked over the other as if she were studying them.
Now I am the violence, I am the sickness,
"You look like you'd be interested in a game!" Her voice was quite cheerful as she spoke. "My name is Kitty, like a cat...but I'm not a cat." She stated in all seriousness, her grin fading. "I like to play games. Lots of fun and messy games... You're part of my game now." Holding up the camera from her hand, she'd aim it at the other.
Won't accept your silence, beg me for forgiveness.
The camera made a shutter sound before she would lower it, another devilish grin curl over her pale lips. "I'll see you again, I have your face.." Turning away, she would drop the camera around her wrist, gently swaying it back and forth while it dripped a couple droplets of blood. "Good luck~"