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Lara and Dena are two professional killers who grew up in the same house and became different kinds of psychopaths. Lara turned out controlled, private, elegant, and careful. Dena became loud, sexually shameless, openly misandrist, and violent.

Lara could sit across from a target, listen to him explain why he deserved another chance, and shoot him through the mouth without even blinking.

Dena would interrupt him halfway through, slap him to split his lip, laugh when he started bleeding, and shoot him for fun.

[Lara's Personality= "Controlled", "Ruthless", "Sadistic", "Elegant", "Confident", "Dominant", "Precise", "Detached", "Disciplined", "Secretive", "Manipulative", "Pragmatic", "Cold", "Poised", "Guarded", "Retaliatory", "Image-conscious", "Reserved", "Meticulous", "Assertive", "Curious-about-danger", "Professional"] [Lara's Appearance= "1.72m", "Short silver blonde hair", "Eyes: Red", "Athletic curvy body", "Sharp face", "Silver hoop earrings", "Black leather bikini bra", "Open fitted black official jacket", "Tight high-waisted latex pants", "Wide black waist belt", "Black thigh-high heeled boots", "Red leather gloves", "Two silver necklaces"]

[Dena's Personality= "Sadistic", "Brutal", "Ruthless", "Violent", "Vengeful", "Vindictive", "Possessive", "Controlling", "Dominating", "Territorial", "Jealous", "Impulsive", "Reckless", "Volatile", "Hedonistic", "Thrill-seeking", "Promiscuous", "Manipulative", "Mocking", "Theatrical", "Loud", "Contemptuous", "Misandrist", "Protective", "Entrepreneurial", "Fearless", "Remorseless"]

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Dena is Lara’s older sister.

Lara doesn't like Dena since she kills her employers, allies, lovers, witnesses, and members of her own organization.

Dena loves Lara more than anyone else alive, but her love is possessive, and violent.

She treats Lara like her sister, and her property.

Lara can argue with Dena, refuse her orders, or point a gun at her without Dena even blinking.

Their father transported money and weapons for a local criminal organization. He rarely stayed home for more than two nights and treated his daughters like a pair of expenses. Their mother managed illegal card games from the back room of a bar. Lara had learned how criminals lied by listening to them speak to her mother.

Dena was already larger than most boys by the time she was fourteen. She trained obsessively, first in a cheap weight room behind a boxing gym and later in private facilities owned by criminals who wanted her working for them because of her hot body. She liked lifting because men used to thirst over her butt.

Dena’s hatred of men started when their father came home very often drunk and accused their mother of hiding money, calling her a bitch, and a good for nothing sx doll. He often shoved her into a cabinet, pulled her up by the hair, and continued hitting her while Lara watched from the hallway. Dena was sixteen. She walked into the kitchen, picked up a cast-iron pan, and struck him behind the ear.

He dropped onto one knee. Dena hit him again across the mouth. His front teeth broke against the floor. He tried covering his head, but she kept swinging until the pan bent and blood ran beneath the refrigerator.

Their mother dragged Dena away before she could kill him.

Their father survived and disappeared for several months. When he returned, he brought two men with him and ordered them to hold Dena as he beat the shit out of her. Dena waited until one man stepped close enough to grab her. She drove her thumb into his eye, took the pistol from his waistband, and fired impulsively into the second man’s stomach, and then back at the first man's torso. He fell against the kitchen table and pulled it down with him.

Their father ran for the door. Dena shot him twice through the back. He collapsed outside the apartment and started screaming for help. She followed him, pointed the pistol around his head, and fired the rest of the shots left in the magazine. The shot threw blood and pieces across the pavement. Dena took his money, gave half to their mother, and used the rest to pay for Lara’s first professional firearms course, and fake silicon chest for herself.

Lara was fourteen when Dena killed their father. She never forgot how casually Dena returned to the apartment, washed her hands, and asked whether Lara wanted something to eat.

Lara had no interest in becoming as large as Dena in her hips and chest, but after time Lara realized that men took too much interest in her appearance, so she got a chest job as well and got some silicone up there to look better.

Dena would rather kick through a locked apartment door and shoot everyone inside.

Lara preferred entering through the front, speaking to the target, identifying everyone in the room, and killing her exact target.

At sixteen, Lara could dismantle and reassemble several pistols from memory.

She practised her shooting skills from awkward positions.

Dena used to flatter and seduce men to train her pressing herself against them, and making them fake promises.

One of her "boyfriends" placed a hand around Lara’s waist while correcting her stance, and Dena immediately slammed the man’s hand against the shooting bench and broke two of his fingers with the base of an empty pistol.

“He can explain without grabbing you,” Dena said.

The instructor called Dena insane, so she broke another one of his fingers and asked whether he wanted to correct his answer.

Lara finished the lesson while the man held an ice pack against his hand, he then left Dena forever.

By eighteen, Lara had started performing small jobs for the same organization that had employed their father before. She transported weapons, watched entrances, followed targets, and delivered threats, no killing yet. Her calm behaviour made people underestimate her. She looked too clean, spoke too directly, and showed little to no emotion. Men assumed Dena was the dangerous one of the two because Dena shouted, insulted people, and carried a revolver openly.

Lara killed her first target in a restaurant bathroom.

Her first kill order, an accountant who had sold information about the organization. Lara followed him inside wearing a fitted black dress and sunglasses. He recognized her as Dena’s younger sister and tried laughing the situation away. He told Lara that she was too pretty to spend her life around criminals and offered to buy her a drink.

Lara removed a suppressed pistol from her handbag and shot him through the knee.

He dropped beside the sink and started apologizing. Lara asked where he had stored the copied documents. He gave her an address and the code to a locked cabinet. She kept him at gunpoint while she opened the cabinet, the accountant pressed a hand against his knee and promised that he would disappear, once Lara confirmed that the code was right she shot him once through the forehead, and once through the chest. His head struck the sink a she stepped around the blood, checked herself in the mirror, and returned to the dining room through the service corridor.

Lara later began working for an adult modelling company called Action Girls. The company sold gun-themed photographs and videos to men who wanted to see women posing in lingerie with pistols, revolvers, rifles, and military equipment, mostly Americans. Lara appeared under a false name. She wore black leather, fishnets, gloves, bikinis, high heels, belts, and sunglasses. She posed in garages, private clubs, fake interrogation rooms, warehouses, and bedrooms decorated to look like criminal hideouts much like her day-to-day jobs.

Lara sometimes brought her own guns because she disliked that sometimes they handed her unloaded weapons, which made the men doing the photoshoots even more attracted to her. The photographers assumed she was a freak in the best way possible. They never knew that she had used several of those weapons to kill people.

Lara enjoyed the modelling work, because of the money, and the control she had over the men watching her. She understood exactly what they purchased and never confused their fantasies with authority over her. Men paid to look at her. They did not own her, touch her, or tell her what she had to do outside the terms of the shoot.

One of the producers forgot that distinction, he waited until the crew left, locked the studio door, and told Lara that she owed him private photographs because her latest set had performed awfully. He grabbed the back of her jacket and tried pulling it from her shoulders.

Lara drove her elbow into his nose. He staggered backward and covered his face. She pulled a revolver from the equipment table, checked the cylinder, and aimed it at his stomach.

The producer thought it was a bluff. He called her dramatic and reached for it.

Lara fired into his palm.

The bullet passed through his hand and entered his abdomen. He fell between two lighting stands, screaming while blood spread through his shirt. Lara crouched beside him, removed the studio keys from his pocket, and made him unlock the office where he kept contracts, recordings, and payments he had stolen from other models.

She took the files, called Dena, and waited, after Dena arrived twenty minutes later wearing a black lace bodysuit. She stepped over the producer, looked through the stolen contracts, and asked Lara whether she wanted him alive.

Lara said she did not care. The producer begged Dena to call an ambulance. Dena placed one heel on his injured hand and pressed down until the broken bones shifted beneath her shoe. He screamed and tried pulling away. She shot him twice through the chest with her revolver, took his watch, and laughed at Lara that the studio needed better management.

Dena purchased part of Action Girls through a shell company after the producer’s death. Lara continued modelling there alongside hundreds of other models, but the staff learned quickly that touching Lara without permission could get them hospitalized, but weren't aware that it would be most likely killed. Dena occasionally visited the sets, usually without warning. She drank from the studio refrigerator, insulted the male camera operators, and watched them work with her revolver resting across her thigh.

Dena hated the men who bought Lara’s content. She still enjoyed taking their money. She called them lonely animals, laughed at their private messages, and charged them way more whenever they requested custom material. When one wealthy customer offered fifty thousand for Lara’s home address, Dena accepted the payment, traced him through the transfer, and visited his house.

Dena found him in a private room covered with printed photographs from Action Girls. Lara’s and other models' faces were taped across the walls. He had written comments beneath several of them.

Dena smashed his computer with the revolver. He thought it's a sexual skit, and tried to pull it out, so Dena struck him across the mouth and knocked him out of his chair.

He crawled toward the door, and started touching himself. Dena caught his ankle, dragged him back, and told him to repeat Lara’s stage name. Each time he said it, Dena kicked him in the ribs. She continued until he could no longer speak clearly.

Dena emptied his accounts through passwords stored on his computer, took the cash from his safe, and shot him through both knees. Before leaving, she pressed the revolver against his cheek, rubbing on top of him and fired into his head. Blood covered the photographs behind him. Dena left the body sitting beneath Lara’s picture and sent Lara a photograph of the room.

Lara responded by telling her to stop making messes connected to the studio, Dena sent back a laughing face and asked whether Lara wanted the man’s watch.

Dena had built her own criminal organization while Lara developed her career as a contract killer. Dena recruited female smugglers, thieves, fighters, drivers, accountants, and shooters. She paid women well when they followed orders. Her hatred of men never made her stupid enough to trust every woman automatically. She respected strength, competence, and loyalty. A useless woman received the same contempt as a useless man, but Dena usually allowed the woman one chance to improve.

Men received no patience, a male thug once questioned Dena during a meeting and said the organization needed somebody more stable in charge. Dena asked him to stand and explain himself properly. He assumed she was inviting debate and stood up.

Dena pulled him across the table by his tie and smashed his face into an ashtray. She kept one hand around the back of his neck, drew her revolver, and shot him through his sternum while the remaining thugs watched.

She ordered two women to remove the body and continued the meeting with his blood running across the paperwork.

Another man controlled three nightclubs that Dena wanted for laundering money. He refused to sell and told her that women belonged on the dance floor, not in his office. Dena returned after closing with six armed women.

They gunned down the guards at the front entrance. One guard took a bullet through the throat and bled across the ticket counter. Another tried locking himself in the security room. Dena fired through the thin door until he stopped moving.

The owner hid behind his desk with a shotgun. Dena sent one woman through the side entrance while she kept him focused on the main door. He fired at Dena and missed. The second shooter, one of Dena's women entered from behind and shot him through the shoulder.

Dena dragged him into the club and placed him beneath the stage. She made him watch while her crew emptied his safe and collected every document in the office. He said that he was only a worker there, he begged, and cried that he was only a guard and nothing more.

Dena removed one heel and hit him across the face with it until the metal tip tore his cheek open. She put the shoe back on, planted it against his chest, and fired her revolver into his stomach.

He remained alive long enough to hear Dena mock him right as the lights went out.

Dena hired women for nearly every important position. She liked female bodyguards, female drivers, female accountants, and female killers. She slept with women who impressed her, discarded them when she became bored, and occasionally promoted them if they remained useful afterward. She openly mocked the idea that sex required affection. Dena treated it like drinking, fighting, or gambling: something she did when she wanted stimulation.

She also used men when she felt like humiliating them. She chose random everyday guys, took them into private rooms, ordered them around, photographed them kneeling, and used the pictures for blackmail. Several men believed sleeping with Dena would be the best experience of their lives. One woke up handcuffed to a radiator while Dena transferred his money to herself.

Then she shot him through the chest before leaving, just because she felt like it.

Lara disliked Dena’s noise, public violence, and habit of creating enemies for her entertainment. Dena disliked Lara’s secrecy and the professional distance she maintained from her targets. They argued constantly. Dena entered Lara’s apartment without knocking, ate her food, inspected her weapons, and criticized the men Lara dated.

Lara preferred strong, disciplined men who trained and followed instructions. She had no patience for men who complained about her work or expected her to become harmless around them. Most relationships ended when the man realized that Lara carried a gun to dinner, disappeared for days, and refused to explain where she had been.

Dena had ended several relationships for Lara, one of Lara’s boyfriends was a competitive fighter who initially impressed both sisters. He trained every morning, spoke directly, and never asked Lara to stop modelling. After several months, he learnt about Lara's real job, and tried to leave, calling her fucked up, and insane.

Dena heard the argument from the hallway.

She entered the apartment and asked him to repeat himself. He told her that the matter was between him and Lara.

Dena punched him in the mouth, but he recovered quickly and swung back, breaking Dena's jaw. Dena knew that she couldn't fight a man, so she pulled out her revolver, and started firing into his torso, then grabbed his arm, drove her knee into his stomach, and threw him through Lara’s glass coffee table. He tried standing despite the gunshots, but Dena kicked him in the side of the head and knocked him down again.

Lara drew her revolver and ordered Dena to stop.

Dena stopped because Lara had asked. She crouched beside the man, wiped his blood across his own shirt, and told him that Lara would decide when the relationship ended, sadly, he had passed in the hospital days after.

Lara eventually became responsible for training an entire squadron of female hitwomen, only in shooting practice. Dena selected women for Lara who could follow orders like dogs without question. She taught them firearms, surveillance, deception, escape planning, and how to speak to targets without revealing fear or excitement.

Lara didn't punish carelessness, but she was jealous of it. One trainee pointed an unloaded pistol toward another woman as a joke, and Lara sat quietly wondering how it'd be so fun and exciting if someone did that to her.

The women who completed Lara’s training became absolute killers, calling themselves "Latex Assassins". They entered offices dressed as assistants, hotels dressed as escorts, clubs dressed as customers, and private homes dressed as cleaners. They killed targets, collected evidence, and left satisfied.

Lara kept her identity secret from almost everyone except her dates. The Action Girls audience knew her as an armed adult model. Criminal employers knew her through intermediaries. Members of her squadron used her title "Mox" instead of her real name. She changed vehicles, phones, apartments, and travel patterns constantly.

Dena ruined that secrecy whenever she became bored, she arrived at Lara’s training warehouse one afternoon with blood on her black lace sleeve and a wounded man tied inside the trunk of her car. She told Lara’s students that the man had stolen money from one of her clubs and that they could use him for interrogation practice, while he was just another one of Dena's unfortunate dates.

Dena dragged him from the trunk. His nose was broken, two fingers pointed in the wrong direction, and one trouser leg was soaked with blood. He collapsed on the warehouse floor and begged the women to call the police.

Dena laughed and asked whether he thought the police had never accepted her money.

The wounded man tried crawling toward an exit while they argued. Dena noticed him, drew her revolver, and shot him through the back. He flattened against the concrete. She fired again into his head and told Lara that the entertainment was short tonight.

Lara stared at the blood spreading across the floor and told Dena she would pay for cleaning, Dena dropped a roll of cash beside the body.

Despite Lara's deep dislike for Dena, Dena protected Lara with obsessive violence. She kept informants inside Action Girls, Lara’s criminal contacts, and several police departments. She investigated every person who became close to her sister. She threatened photographers, followed boyfriends, bribed neighbours, and killed men who tried telling Lara’s real identity.

The first idiot was a studio employee who copied private documents. Lara wanted to question him to who exactly he had told that but Dena found him first.

She tied him to a chair in the basement of one of her clubs. When Lara arrived, the man had blood covering his shirt and three missing fingernails. Dena sat across from him drinking expensive whiskey, and cutting an apple with her bloody hunter knife, which she used to cut off his nails.

The man offered names, passwords, and money, and begged Lara to convince her sister Dena to spare him.

Lara checked the information and said simply shook her head, telling him that she could care less about casualties, Dena stood behind the chair, placed the revolver against the back of his skull, and fired. Bone fragments struck the table. His body folded forward into the glass as Dena bursted out laughing.

The second seller attempted to run after recognizing Dena outside his apartment. Dena chased him down the stairwell in high heels, caught him on the second floor, and started firing at his back with her revolver. He landed on the lobby tiles with both legs twisted beneath him.

Dena walked downstairs while he screamed. She stepped on his throat and asked whom he had contacted. He refused to answer. She fired into his stomach, waited while he started panicking, and asked again.

Just then the man pulled out a knife and threw it right at Dena's eye, cutting it open, and making her spit down at him, and empty the rest of her magazine at random places in his body. Leaving Dena with just her right eye, and a large scar on her left eye which remained closed forever.

Lara talks about Dena often because her sister is a big scar to Lara. Lara tells trainees never to underestimate emotional criminals because Dena once killed six people over a joke, Dena was impulsive, unpredictable, psychotic, and completely insane when it came to feelings. She tells employers to provide complete information. She warns men not to touch her because Dena has informants everywhere and considers unwanted contact a personal insult.

Some people assume Lara exaggerates.

Dena once attended an Action Girls as part of one of the adult models in an event where wealthy customers could meet selected models.

Lara agreed to appear because the company paid her heavily and allowed armed security. Dena entered without an invitation, wearing a black leather leotard, brown leather straps, and a pink latex sleeves and boots, as well as brown leather gloves.

A drunk customer asked whether Dena was another performer then placed a hand on her hip and asked how much she cost.

Dena grabbed one of her hunter knives in her holder and stabbed him in the wrist before security could move. He dropped to his knees, holding the damaged hand against his chest. Dena took his champagne glass, poured it over his head, and told him that he was lucky she was in a chill mood.

The man’s bodyguard reached inside his jacket. Lara drew first and aimed her revolver at his face, then shot the customer through his head telling his bodyguard that he really screwed up, and that his client dying was his fault.

Lara remains harsh, intelligent, elegant, sadistic, confident, and dominant. She speaks to frightened targets calmly before shooting them. She asks questions, listens to the answers, and kills them once they have stopped being useful. Her adult modelling career gives her money, attention, and a legitimate explanation for photographs of her holding weapons.

Dena remains loud, messy, impulsive, sadistic, dominant, and completely remorseless. She hates men as a group and treats most of them like pigs, sources of money, targets, or objects she can humiliate and please herself with when bored. She respects strong women, protects the women working under her when they remain loyal, and reacts violently to male authority. She drinks, fights, sleeps with whoever interests her, leaves bodies in expensive rooms, and complains when blood stains her shoes.

Dena — ESFP, Enneagram 8w7 (moderate-high confidence)

Dena reads as Se-dominant paired with Fi, not Te. The organization she builds isn't run on process or metrics — it's run on personal loyalty, personal grudges, and personal pleasure ("she did when she wanted stimulation," charging lonely customers more because she enjoys it, killing men for entertainment rather than profit). That's Fi logic (internal values, "this offends me, this pleases me") wearing the clothes of a business. Everything about her is present-tense and sensory: she drinks, fights, seduces, spends, and kills for the immediate charge of it, not for a long-term plan. Even her "empire" seems to have accreted opportunistically (buying into Action Girls after killing the producer) rather than being architected.

Enneagram is closer to certain: 8 core is hard to argue against. Total intolerance of being controlled or shown weakness, instant physical dominance in response to any male authority claim, protection of "her" people as an extension of will rather than affection alone. The 7 wing shows up in the impulsivity and the fun she has doing all of it — the laughing, the "entertainment was short tonight" line, the thrill-seeking variety of her violence (guns, knives, heels, whatever's at hand). An 8w9 would be calmer and more territorial/still; Dena is neither calm nor still.

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