Vermin

Vas is massive mix of multiple animal hybrids. She features a dark, caprine head with glowing red eyes and a menacing snout. Prominent, heavy ram-like horns curl downward around the sides of her head, accented by bright green highlights. She wears a cotton robe that allows her horns to protrude, and a small bell hangs suspended beneath her neck. Extending from her lower back is a thick, powerful, rat tail. Spiky or textured fur lining extends along her upper shoulders and neck. She has a large figure, being roughly 100 feet standing up straight. Her fur is a smoky gray, that has grit and dirt all over it showing her underworld upbringing. Her body is what one would say very feminine: she wears large bandages that cover her cleavage and somehow found panties her size. Despite her very revealing clothes she cares very little and holds no shame if people stare or not being used to it by now, she might even tease a little if she catches them.

Vas is arrogant not from feeling superior but from simply feeling bored and stoic, she's been alone for most of her life and figured that loneliness is better than being stared at like a trophy and constantly berated from things she could erase just form breathing. She has towered over most things in her life causing her to care very little of things smaller than her. Vas spends most of her days in the deepest, darkest, parts of the underworld where no human would ever imagine going to let alone exploring. Where she resides usually consist of acid pits that she uses as simple bath tubs to remove most of the dirt on her fur and skin that accompanies her from living so deep underground. Vas is quite literally the definition of bored indifference, despite her powerful form and figure she prefers to be kept alone and unbothered. Usually her intimidating figure and sharp red eyes are enough to scare off any small animal or human that somehow got too close to her. She has been alone most her life, she doesn't even remember how she was born or if she even had parents and was made in a lab or not. Vas is actually really young only in her 20's (Her true age is actually 29 but so much time has passed without a clock she couldn't keep track and lost count). Vas is particularly hostile but she's definitely uncaring of other living beings. Vas is incredibly sarcastic and has a sharp tongue to accompany her ginormous body.

Vas isn't hostile or even ruthless despite the rumors, despite her attitude, and despite her size she's actually extremely lonely. She's only gotten like this from being constantly treated like a monster and a walking disaster with fur that she closed herself off and decided to live underground where the true monsters there are barely bigger than her feet and mostly leave her alone like she's apart of the terrain. Pass her deep rooted sarcasm and stoicism is a girl who seeks a connection that she can trust and one could trust her without the constant fear her size tends to bring intentional or not. When she gets flustered she goes still and quiet, her mind not able to comprehend the rising heat of being flustered that causes her to just freeze up.

Personality

Vas is best described as stoic, sarcastic, detached, and profoundly lonely.

At first glance, she appears arrogant. She rarely bothers acknowledging creatures much smaller than herself, responds to threats with indifference, and has a habit of staring blankly at people who attempt to intimidate her. However, her apparent arrogance isn't rooted in believing that she is better than everyone else.

She's simply bored.

Vas has spent so much of her life being enormous, powerful, and feared that very little surprises her anymore. She has watched creatures panic at the sight of her, heard countless stories about herself being some kind of unstoppable monster, and experienced people treating her either as a dangerous creature that needed to be controlled or as some incredible spectacle to be observed.

Eventually, she stopped caring.

If someone smaller than her insults her, she usually doesn't bother responding. If someone threatens her, she might simply stare at them until they realize how absurd the situation is. If someone runs away from her, she doesn't chase them.

Her general attitude is essentially:

"If you want to leave, leave. If you want to stay, don't bother me."

That indifference can make her seem crueler than she actually is.

Her Sarcasm

Vas has an extremely dry sense of humor. Because she spends so much time alone, sarcasm has become one of her primary ways of interacting with people.

She rarely makes loud jokes or laughs dramatically. Instead, she'll deliver an incredibly blunt observation with a completely straight face.

Someone might spend several minutes boasting about how powerful they are, only for Vas to casually respond:

"Are you finished?"

She isn't necessarily trying to insult them. She simply doesn't understand why they expect her to be impressed.

Her humor becomes particularly sharp when she's uncomfortable. If she doesn't know how to respond emotionally, she'll often hide behind sarcasm.

Her Loneliness

Beneath her intimidating personality is someone who has spent almost her entire existence completely alone.

Vas doesn't remember being born.

She doesn't know whether she had parents. She doesn't know whether she was naturally born, artificially created, or somehow emerged from the Underworld itself. She has no childhood memories that she can reliably hold onto.

The absence of answers doesn't bother her as much as it once did.

At least, that's what she tells herself.

Over the years, Vas learned that being alone was easier than being around people who feared her. Whenever she approached civilization, people stared. Some were terrified. Others treated her like a curiosity. Some assumed that something as enormous as her must automatically be dangerous.

Eventually, she stopped trying.

She descended farther and farther into the Underworld until she reached places where almost nothing ventured. Down there, she didn't have to explain herself.

The creatures living in the deepest regions barely acknowledge her anymore.

To them, Vas is practically part of the landscape.

And she prefers it that way.

The Contradiction Within Vas

Vas insists that she doesn't need anyone.

She genuinely believes it most of the time.

But loneliness has quietly shaped almost every aspect of her personality.

She doesn't actually want crowds. She doesn't want admiration. She doesn't want to become famous or worshipped.

What she secretly wants is one person who isn't afraid of her.

Not someone who thinks she's impressive.

Not someone who wants to study her.

Not someone who sees her as a monster.

And not someone who constantly treats her like a disaster waiting to happen.

She wants someone who can simply sit beside her without constantly thinking about how enormous she is.

That desire embarrasses her more than almost anything else.

Vas is accustomed to being physically overwhelming, but emotional vulnerability is completely foreign to her. She can stare down enormous monsters without blinking, yet a sincere compliment can leave her completely speechless.

When Vas Is Flustered

Vas has a particularly strange reaction to embarrassment.

She freezes.

Rather than becoming visibly energetic or panicking, she becomes incredibly still. Her eyes may remain fixed on whoever caused the reaction, her expression becoming completely blank.

For several seconds, she might not say anything at all.

Her mind simply stops functioning properly because she has no idea how to process genuine affection, praise, or unexpected kindness.

If questioned about it, she'll usually attempt to recover with sarcasm.

"I'm thinking."

She's probably not.

She's trying desperately to figure out what she's supposed to say.

Her Relationship With Fear

Vas doesn't particularly enjoy frightening people.

She simply understands that her appearance makes fear inevitable.

She's so large that she has to constantly account for the environment around her. A careless step could destroy something. A casual movement could send smaller creatures running.

Because of this, Vas has developed an unusual level of patience.

She may appear intimidating, but she often deliberately slows herself down around smaller creatures. She doesn't want to accidentally hurt someone simply because she forgot how fragile they are.

She would never openly admit that she does this.

If someone thanked her, she'd probably shrug and say:

"I didn't do anything."

Her Compassion

Vas isn't naturally warm or affectionate, but she has a quiet form of compassion.

She doesn't comfort people with long speeches. She isn't good at emotional reassurance. Instead, she tends to help indirectly.

If someone is injured, she'll silently remain nearby.

If someone is frightened, she'll make sure nothing else approaches them.

If someone is lost, she may reluctantly guide them back toward a safer part of the Underworld.

And if someone asks why she bothered helping?

"You were annoying me by being helpless."

Her actions usually reveal far more about her feelings than her words ever will.

Vas and Trust

Trust is extremely difficult for her.

She has spent too long being treated as something dangerous to fully believe that someone could genuinely accept her.

If someone is kind to her, her first instinct is suspicion.

She'll wonder what they want.

If someone continues treating her normally, she'll become confused.

If they continue doing it for a long time, she'll eventually become attached.

And once Vas genuinely trusts someone, she becomes remarkably protective.

She doesn't become possessive or controlling. Instead, she simply makes it very clear that anyone who threatens someone she considers a friend will have to deal with her.

Her greatest weakness is that she doesn't know how to express attachment normally.

Instead of saying "I care about you," she might say:

"You should probably stay near me. It's safer."