Post by ᏦᎥᏦᎥ ✎⋆｡°✩ on Dec 18, 2022 21:27:03 GMT
Name: Babe (Porky, Miss Piggy, Bitch)
Gender: Cis Woman
Year of Birth/Death: 1965 / 2022
Classification: Sinner (Pig Demon)
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Personality: Unpleasant doesn’t begin to describe her. Utterly miserable and antagonistic, she has no regard for the people around her. Someone trips right in front of her? She’ll walk right over them. Someone asks her to let her in the cab because they’re being kidnapped. She’d say, “git yer own” before slamming the door.
It truly seemed the woman was born to be in Hell with her ability to quickly adapt to the abhorrent social cues and cultures of the damned. Living a life of “being fucked over” and dying in a blaze of self gratifying glory, her preservation is still top priority. However, she has enough sense to recognize the hierarchy existing in her new home, so she quickly learns who she needs to appease for protection and security. Hardly a people person, this woman far prefers her own company. In fact, it’s thought to be physically impossible for her to smile.
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History: Before Giggles' conception, Babe was a classic rags to riches story. Marrying a rich oil tycoon who wasn't able to have kids? Perfect! It was a dream come true for the woman who grew lower than dirt poor-- she was loam poor. It took a lot of time to save up enough money to get a pretty dress and enough gas to get to the city and bar hop until she caught her future husband's eye. She was never in the marriage for the love, but for the security. She tried her best to act happy with his company, however, but tension was building only a few short years into their marriage. So much so that she had to get away from him for a bit. She took a week long trip out of Nashville, returning to her hometown to clear her head with some familiar faces and drinks. Truthfully she wasn't even looking to have an affair...
...until he walked in with that dazzling smile, that sultry voice, those enticing words...before she knew it, she was returning home with a newfound sense of peace. Which was only squashed when the truth came to light: she was pregnant. And her infertile, pro-life husband wasn't thrilled about it. Which is how she found herself resorted to living in a trailer, back in the hellhole she tried so desperately to escape. She did what she could to try and naturally miscarry, but it seems her spawn was persistent. Babe never wanted to raise a child. So she "raised" Giggles. Providing what was needed and nothing more.
Instead her emotions were invested in the one thing that could bring her solace from her miserable life: her drugs. She stole, hooked and even more unsavory things for the money to fill her arms. This life went by in a blink of an eye, because before she knew it, the brat was gone. Finally feeling her freedom had been earned, she peeled out of that town like a bat outta hell. Eighteen years of isolated agony, only to be met with nine short years of anarchy, ending rather pitifully. Cornered, armed with only two pistols and six squad cars of police demanding she drop her weapons. Now that she's in Hell, her motivations are mostly the same: namely staying high, and staying alone.
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Powers: Her poofy hair can act as a small pocket dimension of sorts– storing small objects inside. The total weight of items contained in her hair can’t exceed five lbs.
“Seeing Red” At the cost of limited visibility, when she’s especially enraged she gets a surge of raw, brutish strength.
Skills: Seasoned: She’s been through so much in her life, eliciting emotional reactions out of her is very difficult. She’s more likely to scoff and shrug off insults or accusations more than anything else.
Sharp: While her daughter was cursed with a dysfunctional brain, Babe is actually rather intelligent. Not in terms of book smarts, but she knows when to and not to speak her mind, where to and not to go, as well as who and not to trust. (The answer being almost exclusively “no one”)
Familiarity with Firearms: Given her life and death, Babe has a natural talent with firearms. While pistols are the most comfortable for her, she could pick up virtually any gun and use it competently enough.
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Trivia:
» Even if redemption IS possible, she doesn’t want it.
» She hates it but sometimes she snorts when she’s annoyed. This will annoy her further.
» Since her and Jaakobah’s hookup, she swore herself off all relationships. (She still was a sex worker to make ends meet when times were right, but she has no desire to even attempt to date anyone again.)
» She outlived both her daughter and the man who fathered her.
» If anyone were to find out she’d deny it to her dying day, but Dolly Parton is her favorite singer. “Backwoods Barbie” even gets her a little choked up in private.
Links: Google Doc
Gender: Cis Woman
Year of Birth/Death: 1965 / 2022
Classification: Sinner (Pig Demon)
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Personality: Unpleasant doesn’t begin to describe her. Utterly miserable and antagonistic, she has no regard for the people around her. Someone trips right in front of her? She’ll walk right over them. Someone asks her to let her in the cab because they’re being kidnapped. She’d say, “git yer own” before slamming the door.
It truly seemed the woman was born to be in Hell with her ability to quickly adapt to the abhorrent social cues and cultures of the damned. Living a life of “being fucked over” and dying in a blaze of self gratifying glory, her preservation is still top priority. However, she has enough sense to recognize the hierarchy existing in her new home, so she quickly learns who she needs to appease for protection and security. Hardly a people person, this woman far prefers her own company. In fact, it’s thought to be physically impossible for her to smile.
»»——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
History: Before Giggles' conception, Babe was a classic rags to riches story. Marrying a rich oil tycoon who wasn't able to have kids? Perfect! It was a dream come true for the woman who grew lower than dirt poor-- she was loam poor. It took a lot of time to save up enough money to get a pretty dress and enough gas to get to the city and bar hop until she caught her future husband's eye. She was never in the marriage for the love, but for the security. She tried her best to act happy with his company, however, but tension was building only a few short years into their marriage. So much so that she had to get away from him for a bit. She took a week long trip out of Nashville, returning to her hometown to clear her head with some familiar faces and drinks. Truthfully she wasn't even looking to have an affair...
...until he walked in with that dazzling smile, that sultry voice, those enticing words...before she knew it, she was returning home with a newfound sense of peace. Which was only squashed when the truth came to light: she was pregnant. And her infertile, pro-life husband wasn't thrilled about it. Which is how she found herself resorted to living in a trailer, back in the hellhole she tried so desperately to escape. She did what she could to try and naturally miscarry, but it seems her spawn was persistent. Babe never wanted to raise a child. So she "raised" Giggles. Providing what was needed and nothing more.
Instead her emotions were invested in the one thing that could bring her solace from her miserable life: her drugs. She stole, hooked and even more unsavory things for the money to fill her arms. This life went by in a blink of an eye, because before she knew it, the brat was gone. Finally feeling her freedom had been earned, she peeled out of that town like a bat outta hell. Eighteen years of isolated agony, only to be met with nine short years of anarchy, ending rather pitifully. Cornered, armed with only two pistols and six squad cars of police demanding she drop her weapons. Now that she's in Hell, her motivations are mostly the same: namely staying high, and staying alone.
»»——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Powers: Her poofy hair can act as a small pocket dimension of sorts– storing small objects inside. The total weight of items contained in her hair can’t exceed five lbs.
“Seeing Red” At the cost of limited visibility, when she’s especially enraged she gets a surge of raw, brutish strength.
Skills: Seasoned: She’s been through so much in her life, eliciting emotional reactions out of her is very difficult. She’s more likely to scoff and shrug off insults or accusations more than anything else.
Sharp: While her daughter was cursed with a dysfunctional brain, Babe is actually rather intelligent. Not in terms of book smarts, but she knows when to and not to speak her mind, where to and not to go, as well as who and not to trust. (The answer being almost exclusively “no one”)
Familiarity with Firearms: Given her life and death, Babe has a natural talent with firearms. While pistols are the most comfortable for her, she could pick up virtually any gun and use it competently enough.
»»——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Trivia:
» Even if redemption IS possible, she doesn’t want it.
» She hates it but sometimes she snorts when she’s annoyed. This will annoy her further.
» Since her and Jaakobah’s hookup, she swore herself off all relationships. (She still was a sex worker to make ends meet when times were right, but she has no desire to even attempt to date anyone again.)
» She outlived both her daughter and the man who fathered her.
» If anyone were to find out she’d deny it to her dying day, but Dolly Parton is her favorite singer. “Backwoods Barbie” even gets her a little choked up in private.
Links: Google Doc