"In order to thrive in society, you must become society itself."
At her core, she was slave to apathy, a construction of shattered glass and fragmented ideals. On the surface, she was benign - perhaps cool, as histrionic mannerisms were always beyond her capabilities - but above all, polite. She'd once reveled in the fear of those about to die, how it seared its curse, hot like fire, into her flesh; she'd marveled at the twitch of fingers when they'd been severed and the transient sentience of a decapitated head. It had given way into boredom, force of habit. Her insouciance was reflective of society's approach - no matter how one shrieked and fought, its bonds constrained each sufferer securely. Her last shred of humanity was the conscience which permitted her to dye her hair the bright vermilion it is today, as bright as her first victim's blood had been under the tentative light of her apartment. She inscribed it into her locks as thoroughly as it had been inscribed into her retinas.
She would never forget.
She is now a wanderer, ghosting through towns, never staying long enough to leave a mark; she has nothing to leave.
daily psychology tidbit
"The concept of Tabula Rasa, i.e. a blank slate, stipulates that humanity is born with no preconceptions that may assist them to interpret the world around them."
Personality
Happiness was the sweetener of life, a flowery echo of a promise that was never freely given. Ephemeral. Like he had been. Oh, she'd known that it was ill-advised. Their existence wasn't meant for shades of roseate, of azure hope and violet love. There was only grayscale and black and perhaps vermilion in between. She'd understood.
But she was still broken.
His child's hands, clinging to her face with unfettered appreciation. Her laughter, a foreign language she was only capable of speaking in his presence. The large brown eyes, brimmed with trust and framed with lashes the colour of soot. You should have never
She'd known that her first assignment had to be done. It was her duty, inflicted upon her by erring parents who did not even know her name.
He is just a child
It was not her burden to bear - or so she'd thought, until they came and vowed to torture him until he cracked. He'd held her gun to his own head. He'd helped her shaking fingers pull the trigger. He was free, but he'd left her behind and bidden her to stay.
What about me
She'd killed them all, but they were inconsequential. She'd only killed one that day. Murdered one. She cradled and caressed and screamed at his head, limply tossed onto her lap.
Gone.
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out of character
basic trivia
date of birth
24 october 1992
age 24
group / role
visitor
occupation
ex-assassin
orientation
biual
heteroromantic
relationship
n/a
who
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