Sweets and Murder ♡

Asa was born from a crime lord's and the womb of experiment #357. The genetic enhancements on his mother weren’t conducive to pregnancy, but rather than attacking the foreign fetus, the body’s cells began to attack its host. Needless to say, she didn’t survive, but Asa did. The young science experiment grew up learning from tutors, who were most often the scientists from the research facility. He learned from them and they learned from him. His regular schedule consisted of meals, lessons and experiments. Breakfast was followed by blood draws before lessons and a break. After snack time came the physical tests and then some homework and a syringe or two. It’s unknown whether it was because of the experiments on his mother or the continued tests on his own person, but as Asa grew older, he began showing symptoms of psychopathy and homicidal tendencies began to surface. After killing one of the researchers at the age of six, the scientists planned to put him to sleep. However the head of the crime syndicate, Crimson Field claimed as his son and took him home before any more damage could be done to the child. Their similar personalities fed on each other’s and in time, they became close. Much closer than a parent and child should be. Nowadays, in his free time, Asa likes to find unsuspecting people on the streets to inflict pain upon and occasionally brings the toys home to his father for them to play with together. It didn’t matter that a few were his father ed the other night. Missing persons became more plentiful with Asa around to make them disappear.

At first glance, Asa is a charming, sweet little boy. He draws people in with innocent smiles and soft words catered to their desires. He knows how to play with the es lurking around, how to string them along. It's nothing new, just a show he often puts on right at home. Sometimes he goes for the lonely little girls who just want a meal. Other times he doesn't wait. He'll take them to a secluded area where pained screams were nothing unusual and gut them open just the way he likes it. Then he'll go home to his father, stained crimson where he'll get a kiss and a long bath.

I'm dark and twisted, yes. If you're triggered, leave. No one told you to join this roleplay, no one is forcing you to roleplay with me. If you can't take it, don't waste your time telling me about it. Otherwise, welcome to my wonderful world. I get lazy sometimes, which doesn't mean you're uninteresting I'm just unmotivated. I'll tell you if I don't want to roleplay with you which won't be often. Have fun with Asa, darlings. ♡