Age
17
Gender
Female
Height/Weight
5'6"/ 116lbs
Body Structure
She is curvy with a slender waist and hour glass figure. In such, she is short in stature but often makes up for it with her confidence. Erin's face is the KO point though. With her plump pink lips and wide eyes that are a baby blue and her rosy cheeks it just makes people swoon. Of course she isn't against using these looks to her advantage.
Reason For Killing
Three words. She hates men. All they do is sit around and moan and groan about how their wives don't get any better. Well maybe if you'd get off your rump and help out, maybe things would be better. Also not only for that reason but she thinks they are completely vulgar pigs with that brain of a dead bird who killed itself by running into a dirty window. How do you run into a window you can see? That's how stupid she thinks they are. This has some correlation with her past but she hated them so much that she lured them in before killing them whilst they thought they would get a bonus. She never touched them because they were too nasty to be touched and it would serve better not to get caught.
Disorders
Iron Deficiency Anemia (Lower Iron count in the blood.)
Phobia's/Fears
Androphobia - Fear of Men
Aphenphosmphobia - Fear of being touched (More specifically by men)
Genophobia- Fear of sexual relations
Misophobia - Fear of germs or being contaminated with
Likes/Dislikes
She loves cakes and sweets and sometimes sour candies. Actually, eating is one of her favorite things to do. You could say she tastes alot more flavor in food so she likes to savor the taste for as long as possible, often eating more than the regular person. Although she likes her food warm. She also loves gardening flowers and watching them bloom. It gives a sense of accomplishment. The only other thing she likes is music. Techno would be her favorite because it serves as the best for when kicking someone's butt! /// Erin hates men and she hates girls who fawn over men no matter how hot they are. Other than that she hates things that look sick or dirty and she hates bugs because they eat her beautiful plants!
Personality
Erin can be summarized with one word. Wild. Adding a few others words would only help to say that she was off that normal chain. She can be angry and furious often raising her voice to prove her point, then the next day she completely fine and up to more trouble than she can handle. Sometimes it's not only that but she can be apathetic to other's situations because to her it has no benefit. Everything she does has something to do with a rewarding result. She loves messing around and getting in trouble. Danger is her middle name. From taunting the biggest sadist in the crowd to outright punching the strongest man on the streets she lives for having fun and putting herself in the line of fire. It's all apart of the grand scheme to have fun to her. Erin doesn't know when to stop because she follows her own code of what's right and what is wrong and this often upsets people. Not that she really cared. The only times you can find her actually relaxing is when her disorder comes into effect. She's then too tired to stir anything up and you can have a decent conversation with her.
Past
Erin was born with two parents that loved each other. Although that could only be said of the outside appearance. For some reason when there were no prying eyes that man would hurt her mother. He would beat her over and over saying that she was never good enough for him and that she had to work harder. Erin's mother wasn't exactly the most dominant women either so she always screamed and screamed only to work harder. She remembered asking her one day why she took the beatings and why she had given up hope. "I scream because I haven't given up hope just yet." To Erin she just called her mother a fool and returned to her own life of pleading ignorance to what was happening around her.
Soon enough her parents got divorced because her mother found out that he had a mistress and Erin (13) was left with her mother who was pretty much a broken woman by then. Erin was depended upon to be the strong person in her family then and every now and then she would hear her mother weep muttering those same words. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." This only pissed Erin off more. As days went by her mother became the worst kind of woman. Often bringing men over that reminded her of her lost husband. Erin only turned her back ignoring what was right in front of her. "What could I do as a child? I don't have the power to comfort her or the strength to keep her from doing this." So the day came when her mother died because she was beaten so badly that she became gravely injured. Even the hospital couldn't do much. She saw her father at the funeral and agreed to go home with him but that night she made her first kill. The stupid man had to coming! She never touched the body or the knife and did well to clean the mess.
The next few weeks after the incident the police were in a frenzy. Her father had been the CEO of 'Blue fog' after all and this was a serious crime. She only continued the killing spree one after one having fun and doing what pleased her. Eventually they caught her and sent her to the institute but she swore to them that they would regret doing so.
Other
Erin is smarter than you would expect and she is good at styling hair. After all that was what she wanted to be later on in life.
Only (Clean)
I'm becoming less defined, as days go by
Fading away, well you might say I'm losing focus
Kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes, I can see right through myself
Less concerned, about fitting into the world
Your world that is, cause it doesn't really matter anymore
(No, it doesn't really matter anymore)
No, it doesn't really matter anymore
None of this really matters anymore
Yes, I am alone, but then again I always was
As far back as I can tell, I think maybe it's because
Because you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself
And it worked
Yes it did!
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
Only (x4)
When, the tiniest little dot caught my eye
And it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling
Like I just knew it's something bad
I just couldn't leave it alone
I kept picking at that scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed through
Now I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be
And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
And now I know why now, now I know why
Things aren't as pretty on the inside
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
Only (x8)