{WARNING: contains mentions of gore, brief mentions of pedophilia and child slavery}
Name: Anita Graves
Age: 133, physical appearance that of 12
Birthday: 27 August
Gender: Cisgender Female
Species: Half-demon, half-fae
Career: N/A
Appearance Description:
Anita looks every inch a waif of a child, small and thin and what little body fat she has keeping her face childlike and innocent-looking. She clocks in at an elfin 4’7’’ (139.7 cm) 85 lbs (38.6 kg), her facial features decidedly feminine even with the indistinct body shape she has as a child and her boyish, choppy short hair. Its spring green color and silken texture hint at her fae heritage, though the tattoo-like birthmarks on her face and her striking eyes- thin black pupils circled by spring green, which is then circled by a pale, tomato red and framed by heavy, black eyelashes- showcase her demonic heritage just as well. When particularly well-fed or hyped up, both colors of her eyes will glow, the mixture of red and green offering up a beautiful contrast. Anita has a fair, almost delicate complexion free of scars or marks beyond her birthmarks- a single black line beneath each eye and over the bridge of her nose, with squares alternating across the bottom of each line-, and rarely ever tans or burns; her skin remains a constant canvas of white. Willingly living on the streets, her attire usually consists of oversized sweatshirts she’ll steal from targets and dust-covered dark-colored capris- she will more often than not remain barefoot, even in colder weather. With her small stature and pouty face, Anita is easily called adorably cute, which she unrepentantly uses to her advantage when it comes to survival; regardless, it’s a founded suspicion to think that Anita will always be the cute type, even after reaching her majority.
Personality Description: Anita is a dichotomous conundrum of both frighteningly dangerous and enticingly innocent. With the blood of both demon and fae running through her veins and driving her instincts, her understanding of what is ‘right and wrong’, ‘acceptable in society’, etc. is fundamentally skewed. Add in the fact that she is still very much a child by both species’ terms, and you have a little girl that loves and enjoys killing with a uniquely innocent perspective- it isn’t that she revels in the darkness of it or gains emotional gratification from it (yet?), merely that it is what sustains her; both her physical hunger and the childish demands for amusement. She will rip out a human’s innards with the single-mindedness of a child on the hunt for something good to eat- she has a particular taste for eyeballs- laughing all the while, as if she were at the beach building a sandcastle or flying higher and higher on a swing set instead of brutally, and sloppily, disemboweling someone. She is unnaturally observant with eyes better than a hawk's and highly innovative, but lacks the self discipline and attention span to do much with it beyond ensure she can get another meal into her stomach. In other words, she's easily entertained and distracted, and has a particular fondness for bright colors, soft fabrics, and anything shiny or sparkly.
On the other hand, Anita is very much a child in every sense of the word for all that she's been alive for over 100 years. When a bit of manipulation with her cute face doesn't get her what she wants, she'll get angry and throw a tantrum, which range from crocodile tears to full out screaming and flailing and most in between. She doesn't focus on a single thing very easily unless it involves food or the few, if any, people she cares about, and doesn't quite think before she acts/isn't at all methodical. She's normally guided by her immediate desires and doesn't do well with restrictive environments, her fae blood and her years alone building up the beginnings of a highly independent, yet childishly clingy girl. Anita also tends to be uncaring of others' welfare, particularly that of humans, and is unused to any kind of attention, whether it be good or bad. She's skilled at hiding her discomfort though, and the bouncy, outgoing, if somewhat scatterbrained child isn't exactly a constructed mask.
Powers: The mixing of demon and fae blood is a powerful, dangerous combination, but has, in this case, adapted to help Anita survive on the streets; Anita can instinctively glean the base desires of someone with direct eye contact. She has to hold their gaze for about 30 seconds, however, and has an easier time with humans than non-humans, and best with those with weak minds as a rule of thumb. As a child, she doesn't get much information from this, only the hunch of whether or not a human will fall for her shtick or if it'd be too difficult to try and ensnare them as prey. This will, theoretically, grow more intense as Anita grows, but because she was abandoned by her parents, limitations beyond this are unknown until Anita gets to that point.
Species Abilities: As part demon and part fae, Anita is exceptionally strong for a child with a physical age of 12. Her body has adapted to facilitate her survival, giving her the strength to take down a fully grown male human by taking away from the great speed and agility she could have had. She's still quite quick on her feet, but not much more so than a more talented than average human- at least at this point. Still, it's clear that Anita's physical prowess lays in her physical strength, which also encompasses her stamina. She has to dig through her prey's body, after all, to get to the more tender innards without the help of weaponry. She also heals almost half as quickly as a normal human, with this rate looking to increase the older Anita gets, though it will also exponentially decrease the longer she's gone without sustenance.
Due to her mixed heritage, she has medium to extreme weakness against cold iron and heavily blessed silvers, again dependant on how well-fed she is at the moment. Anita's eyesight is extremely keen, and she seems to be fairly immune to the elements, comfortable enough outside on her own to forgo shoes even on the coldest of nights. She also has a small tail that protrudes from her lower back, a pointed, leathery appendage that is of medium sensitivity, though lacks the toughened shell-like horns of her demon brethren. Anita’s word is relatively binding- not completely if only due to the demon blood she has-, though she hasn't explored this facet of herself much due to her somewhat self-imposed isolation and her short attention span. Her demon blood has also pushed back the urge to speak in riddled truths- they wouldn't be good regardless, with how easily distracted Anita is-, though she is doubly mischievous as a result and loves a good prank or three.
Biography: Anita lived most of her life- what she can remember, of course- on the darker streets of the many cities she would wander to and from. Short glimpses of long-buried memories occasionally haunt her dreams, piecing together the well-known demon father who abandoned her and her mother days after Anita was born and the relatively powerful if not particularly high class fae mother that nursed her for the first handful of decades. During this time, Anita was guided by both her instincts and her mother, learning how to find prey, which parts of the human body were better for her digestive system, and how to remain fairly undetected by mortal law enforcement.
Once Anita was 70 years old- relative to a human 5 year-old by both demon and fae standards-, her mother left her to fend for herself, depositing her child in a new city and leaving her nothing else but the name Anita and the basic knowledge necessary to survive.
She managed, of course, and even retained a bright sense of innocence despite her main, and only, food source- humans. The mix of demon and fae blood did a number on Anita’s physical composition, and early on her mother learned that Anita really only gained nutrients from a human’s inner organs and muscles, with the flesh more of an acquired taste to the childishly young creature. As such, she had been taught how to use her burgeoning strength to take down humans of short stature- mainly the young- and dig into them until she hit the edible parts of their body. She spent the next 60 or so years honing her skills, her strength growing until she could target larger humans. A favorite of the naturally intelligent child was to single out child molesters and pedophiles using the unique power that was slowly but surely sharpening and her absolutely adorable appearance, luring them into small spaces or darkened corners before turning on them. Her attacks have always been fairly sloppy though, as she’s still quite young, so she’s had to change cities often.
A few days in one particular city found her kidnapped by a child slavery ring that surprised her enough that she didn’t have time to fight back with her supernaturally superior strength. She spent the better part of a month drugged to the gills while the traders decided upon where to send her, and months after her 133rd birthday, she was transported to Manta Carlos by a gang of supernaturals hoping to get a foothold in the underground scene of the city. One forgotten dose of drugs, however, gave Anita the leverage she needed to break free- her metabolism practically ate up the drugs for breakfast, only the constant, almost daily administrations of it keeping her under- and escape to freedom
As a result, Manta Carlos is now subject to the innocent, hunger-fueled hunts of a growing half-demon, half-fae child who likes her human entrails fresh, warm, and particularly bloody.
Additional Information: Her self-styled full name is Anita Calloway Graves, bits and pieces picked up from the various cities she’s wandered through. Her surname of Graves, however, was picked up when she stopped to watch a TV newscast on mass burials and the unmarked, ditch-like graves the piles of bodies- wasted food!- were carelessly left in.
Name: Anita Graves
Age: 133, physical appearance that of 12
Birthday: 27 August
Gender: Cisgender Female
Species: Half-demon, half-fae
Career: N/A
Appearance Description:
Personality Description: Anita is a dichotomous conundrum of both frighteningly dangerous and enticingly innocent. With the blood of both demon and fae running through her veins and driving her instincts, her understanding of what is ‘right and wrong’, ‘acceptable in society’, etc. is fundamentally skewed. Add in the fact that she is still very much a child by both species’ terms, and you have a little girl that loves and enjoys killing with a uniquely innocent perspective- it isn’t that she revels in the darkness of it or gains emotional gratification from it (yet?), merely that it is what sustains her; both her physical hunger and the childish demands for amusement. She will rip out a human’s innards with the single-mindedness of a child on the hunt for something good to eat- she has a particular taste for eyeballs- laughing all the while, as if she were at the beach building a sandcastle or flying higher and higher on a swing set instead of brutally, and sloppily, disemboweling someone. She is unnaturally observant with eyes better than a hawk's and highly innovative, but lacks the self discipline and attention span to do much with it beyond ensure she can get another meal into her stomach. In other words, she's easily entertained and distracted, and has a particular fondness for bright colors, soft fabrics, and anything shiny or sparkly.
On the other hand, Anita is very much a child in every sense of the word for all that she's been alive for over 100 years. When a bit of manipulation with her cute face doesn't get her what she wants, she'll get angry and throw a tantrum, which range from crocodile tears to full out screaming and flailing and most in between. She doesn't focus on a single thing very easily unless it involves food or the few, if any, people she cares about, and doesn't quite think before she acts/isn't at all methodical. She's normally guided by her immediate desires and doesn't do well with restrictive environments, her fae blood and her years alone building up the beginnings of a highly independent, yet childishly clingy girl. Anita also tends to be uncaring of others' welfare, particularly that of humans, and is unused to any kind of attention, whether it be good or bad. She's skilled at hiding her discomfort though, and the bouncy, outgoing, if somewhat scatterbrained child isn't exactly a constructed mask.
Powers: The mixing of demon and fae blood is a powerful, dangerous combination, but has, in this case, adapted to help Anita survive on the streets; Anita can instinctively glean the base desires of someone with direct eye contact. She has to hold their gaze for about 30 seconds, however, and has an easier time with humans than non-humans, and best with those with weak minds as a rule of thumb. As a child, she doesn't get much information from this, only the hunch of whether or not a human will fall for her shtick or if it'd be too difficult to try and ensnare them as prey. This will, theoretically, grow more intense as Anita grows, but because she was abandoned by her parents, limitations beyond this are unknown until Anita gets to that point.
Species Abilities: As part demon and part fae, Anita is exceptionally strong for a child with a physical age of 12. Her body has adapted to facilitate her survival, giving her the strength to take down a fully grown male human by taking away from the great speed and agility she could have had. She's still quite quick on her feet, but not much more so than a more talented than average human- at least at this point. Still, it's clear that Anita's physical prowess lays in her physical strength, which also encompasses her stamina. She has to dig through her prey's body, after all, to get to the more tender innards without the help of weaponry. She also heals almost half as quickly as a normal human, with this rate looking to increase the older Anita gets, though it will also exponentially decrease the longer she's gone without sustenance.
Due to her mixed heritage, she has medium to extreme weakness against cold iron and heavily blessed silvers, again dependant on how well-fed she is at the moment. Anita's eyesight is extremely keen, and she seems to be fairly immune to the elements, comfortable enough outside on her own to forgo shoes even on the coldest of nights. She also has a small tail that protrudes from her lower back, a pointed, leathery appendage that is of medium sensitivity, though lacks the toughened shell-like horns of her demon brethren. Anita’s word is relatively binding- not completely if only due to the demon blood she has-, though she hasn't explored this facet of herself much due to her somewhat self-imposed isolation and her short attention span. Her demon blood has also pushed back the urge to speak in riddled truths- they wouldn't be good regardless, with how easily distracted Anita is-, though she is doubly mischievous as a result and loves a good prank or three.
Biography: Anita lived most of her life- what she can remember, of course- on the darker streets of the many cities she would wander to and from. Short glimpses of long-buried memories occasionally haunt her dreams, piecing together the well-known demon father who abandoned her and her mother days after Anita was born and the relatively powerful if not particularly high class fae mother that nursed her for the first handful of decades. During this time, Anita was guided by both her instincts and her mother, learning how to find prey, which parts of the human body were better for her digestive system, and how to remain fairly undetected by mortal law enforcement.
Once Anita was 70 years old- relative to a human 5 year-old by both demon and fae standards-, her mother left her to fend for herself, depositing her child in a new city and leaving her nothing else but the name Anita and the basic knowledge necessary to survive.
She managed, of course, and even retained a bright sense of innocence despite her main, and only, food source- humans. The mix of demon and fae blood did a number on Anita’s physical composition, and early on her mother learned that Anita really only gained nutrients from a human’s inner organs and muscles, with the flesh more of an acquired taste to the childishly young creature. As such, she had been taught how to use her burgeoning strength to take down humans of short stature- mainly the young- and dig into them until she hit the edible parts of their body. She spent the next 60 or so years honing her skills, her strength growing until she could target larger humans. A favorite of the naturally intelligent child was to single out child molesters and pedophiles using the unique power that was slowly but surely sharpening and her absolutely adorable appearance, luring them into small spaces or darkened corners before turning on them. Her attacks have always been fairly sloppy though, as she’s still quite young, so she’s had to change cities often.
A few days in one particular city found her kidnapped by a child slavery ring that surprised her enough that she didn’t have time to fight back with her supernaturally superior strength. She spent the better part of a month drugged to the gills while the traders decided upon where to send her, and months after her 133rd birthday, she was transported to Manta Carlos by a gang of supernaturals hoping to get a foothold in the underground scene of the city. One forgotten dose of drugs, however, gave Anita the leverage she needed to break free- her metabolism practically ate up the drugs for breakfast, only the constant, almost daily administrations of it keeping her under- and escape to freedom
As a result, Manta Carlos is now subject to the innocent, hunger-fueled hunts of a growing half-demon, half-fae child who likes her human entrails fresh, warm, and particularly bloody.
Additional Information: Her self-styled full name is Anita Calloway Graves, bits and pieces picked up from the various cities she’s wandered through. Her surname of Graves, however, was picked up when she stopped to watch a TV newscast on mass burials and the unmarked, ditch-like graves the piles of bodies- wasted food!- were carelessly left in.
