Scarlett

Character Description: A smeargle with a taste for incredible acts of violence. A Max revive grafted into her heart ensures she will get back up when she subjects herself to these things

Nickname(s): Scar, Mistress (by Vic), “You Bitch” (and similar things screamed in agony) Sex/Gender: AFAB, She, Her Species: Smeargle Age: 25

Personality: Typically bored and disinterested in if disdainful of her surroundings, but brightens up when she gets to work

Likes/Dislikes

Likes: Her work; she really only brightens up when she’s in her element, soaked in the blood and screams of her victims. She’s also known to enjoy rainy days

Dislikes: Bright sunlight, people touching her without her consent, witnesses

Background/History: Kidnapped and sold into sexual slavery at 18 to a cruel and violent master whose sessions often left her bloodied and scarred. When a particularly gruesome session resulted in the loss of her right eye he had a max revive grafted into her heart to ensure the longevity of his investment. Four years into her captivity, he got careless and left the kitchen knife he’d been using on her within her arm’s reach. She didn’t hesitate; ever ounce of brutality and cruelty he’d shown her was unloaded back to him tenfold. Every stab and slice brought her a greater sense of joy and freedom…. And arousal. When it was finally done, and she held her master’s severed head in her hands, with his blood dripping from every part of her body and her own arousal dripping down her thighs onto his entrails, she knew she had a taste for this. And after all, after everything she’d ben through… the world owed her that much right?

She began stalking the streets of the city she fled to in the night, reliving that pleasure with new victims again and again. This was how she met Vic. Whatever it’s name was before then, and whether it was her willing associate before or after she got her paws on it’s brain, what matters was that she is a just master to it, allowing it to be one of the few creatures who can do to her what she does to it and the victims they now share.

Relatives/Family: Vic is the closest thing to a partner she has. I suppose what they share is a kind of love, in the only way she can express it anymore

Body: A lithe Smeargle covered in scars, many self-inflicted including those on her back to remove the marks and brand her master left on her. A plain black eyepatch covers her empty right eye socket. Her fur is paler than average for a Smeargle, but the usually brown marks are a relatively vibrant red. These red marks, in addition to circling her wrists and ankles as normal, also ring her shoulders and thighs, as well as accenting her hips

Clothing: A plain black eyepatch, and on occasion a green blood spattered toolbelt

Accessories: The Chef’s Knife used in her liberation, dutifully and lovingly maintained, kept sharp enough to split hairs and hares alike. For jobs it alone can’t handle she carries various other tools; a hacksaw, an icepick, a hammer, an electric bonesaw, the occasional loop of wire, and various things to this effect. She’s quite versatile, so in the moment even a brick can be a tool of her trade

Kinks: Blood, gore, asphyxiation, dismemberment, disembowelment, decapitation, castration, all the Bad things you can do to a person really. She’s also a masochist who enjoys having these things done to her but only by people she trusts. She can count these people on her two paws.

Sexuality: Bisexual; prefers males both sexually and as her victims, but it’s fairly common for her to take in women from time to time

Genitals/Reproduction: A black canine spade. When at work its dripping wet. She’s completely intact and fertile as well, and in fact has carried children of her victims before. They’ve swiftly and discreetly become wards of the state shortly after birth

Extra Descriptions: Tummy nipples