The Queen of Hearts
Age| “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!.... I’m only joking, but it is wonderfully rude to ask such a thing!”
Gender| Female
Name Red
Orientation| Bisexual
Parents?| “The Queen of Hearts and the King, of course! … or was it the King of Spades…?”
Personality|
Red is caught between two worlds; light and dark. Part of her wishes to be good, and the other wishes to follow in her mother’s footsteps. Red, like her mother, is quick to lose her temper and do something rash. Unlike her mother, though, afterwards Red is miserably remorseful. Red is constantly torn between her desire for love and her bloodlust. It’s hard to find love, though, when your main diet is hearts. Red is the personification of her name and the color; a fireball of emotion. She is most curious about the land her mother told her about, the land that The Alice came from. A land away from her fate of being like her mother. A land where she doesn’t have to hide her love for music and happy things. A land that she could escape her other self from. Forever at war with herself, and sometimes her kingdom, Red struggles to find her way.
Appearance|
The Late Queen chose to dress in an early Victorian way, but her daughter prefers a new style. With black leather pants, and boots, with a red corset and red lipstick, Red prefers to dress a little more modern. Most of the time her hair is a rich golden blonde, falling in ringlets around her shoulders but when she is enraged the color turns to a deep crimson and her normally sapphire blue eyes black out. It is not a pretty sight. When in this state of fury Red grows fangs and claws and will rip out your heart and eat it if it suits her. When she is in a good mood Red enjoys wearing white dresses, sun hats, and spending time in her massive garden that is filled with things that would love to eat you.
Likes|
+ Her massive maze garden
+ Her dragons
+ The color red
+ Warm hearts
+ Her Kingdom
Dislikes|
- The color red
- Her kingdom
- People telling her what to do
- Being at war with herself
History|
Red grew up under the stern hand of her mother, with her father (or, well, her possible father) whimpering behind her mothers’ skirts. After her mother passed away, Red took the throne. Her father had always known that she was different. When she was a young girl, around 12, her caught her playing with a white rabbit in the garden. She was trying to hug it, but her grip was so tight she was strangling it and the rabbit bit her in an attempt to escape. Enraged, Red ripped it’s tiny heart out and ate it. With every heart consumed, Red grows more powerful—but also loses more and more of her good side.