Nickname: Nightmare
Age: 22
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Description:
Scarlet stands at 5' 7 and has a nice, curvacious frame. Her skin is pure white, unblemished or otherwise marked by scars or the like. She has an almost perfect stance and posture, accenting herself when needed to attract nearby eyes. Her own eyes are hetero-chromic, and off colored due to experimentation when she was kid. One eye is a pale shade of red, the other being a light yellow. Soft, subtle make up highlights these odd, lovely orbs or light. In normal situations, she covers up her heterochromia by wearing green contact lens, but will have to do without them for the remainder of the game.
Her choice of clothing changes from situation to situation. If she isn't planning any 'business', she likes to where bright, colorful dresses and other such beautiful things. If she needs to be more casual... or when she begins her 'extracurricular activities', she changes to a casual black shirt and darkly colored jeans, and combat boots... the perfect ensemble for running and fighting.
Personality: Scarlet comes off as a normally sweet, caring , intelligent girl. She's known to act in a matter that makes her seem as pure as possible, without being over the top thing. She has a well practiced ability to dispel worry and fear from people. She comes off as shy, as she never wants to take the spotlight and do anything public. In some people's eyes, that has only raised her up on the cuteness meter. Of course, the real reason is that she would rather not make the mistake of remaining in people's heads to such an extent, as it could provide trouble down the road. She can seduce people if she feels the need to... but only very, very rarely.
Scarlet's true personality is that of a sadist. She enjoys fear, terror, pain, anything to bring about chaos with a person's life is enough to make her blood boil with delight. She doesn't have any thoughts about destroying the world or any such extremes, she just loves watching it burn, and the adrenaline plus the fear of her ever getting caught is enough of an addicting thrill that she'll never stop her actions. She knows exactly what people fear, how to cause panic and despair... how to motivate people to do what she bids using these tactics. She enjoys the thrill of a good fight, and the joy of a kill. She likes to alternate her ways of doing things to get a unique rush each time.
If there is an actual thing like love, Scarlet has yet to experience the thrill of it. She doesn't believe most people can accept what she does and, indeed, she has never really needed anyone too. She supposes that if someone ever accepted her, and she came to love them, she would never let them leave her... any obstacle would have to be erased, and rivals murdered, all eliminated. This defiantly qualifies her as a potential Yandere.
Biography:
Scarlet was raised in an orphanage until she was fifteen, and never knew the delight of having a single family to identify with. From the word 'go', she was plagued with bad luck and misfortune. The orphanage she was raised in was a front for a science company to experiment without actually having to pay anyone to test on them. As Scarlet had heterochromia, they decided to test her eyes first, experimenting with iris color changes, and monitoring her reactions with it. Now because of this, her eyes are unnaturally colored... but it seems to have been a good effect, as she has sniper class sight.. She came to accept this as a somewhat decent trade, but that wasn't until much later in her life. She grew up a any orphan did: hoarding food, waiting for the family that never showed up to claim her, shipped from place to place, never having the life of a girl. The one thing she did have, however, was a library card, and she took to reading mystery novels at a young age. She absolutely loved the passion the criminals had when committing their acts, and she would always root for the bad guy to win and escape the meddlesome detectives. To her, that's how they should have ended- it's not fair that stories have perfect endings while that is almost never the case in real life.
A few weeks after her sixteenth birthday, she decided she decided she had enough of orphanage life, and became emancipated, taking several jobs, both legal and illegal to get plenty of money to care for herself. With this hard work and dedication, she was able to oay for school and set herself up with a somewhat decent life. It was the start of this time period that the Nightmare killings began.
The Nightmare Serial Killings have been plaguing the city ever since then. People end up dead, killed in horrible ways, with the M.O and cause of death being different for each one of them. Only two things are the same for each case- a X is cut into the victim's body,with a circle around it, and an EMP is detonated in the area, frying security systems and erasing their records, as well as camera in a certain ration. The police have been completely stumped this entire time. There seems to be nothing connecting the crimes. For complete details on each of the murders, refer to the 'Nightmare Case Files' (which I'll add later). Murder isn't the only thing she's done, and is responsible for things like poisoning a restaurant and other such acts that cause widespread panic. These acts have continued for the past six years, though the police are getting somewhat smarter about how they handle these killings, Scarlet won't be stopped that easily. Fifteen known victims in six years...she is setting quite the record.
Scarlet balances her secondary life with her first, and has entered college starting on her 19th year. She is currently majoring in Criminal Justice. She figures the lessons will assist her to continue her workings, and increase them to a lovely degree. It will also provide her with access to sensitive police information, which is always a useful thing. She never plans on stopping...and why should she? This world deserves to fall into chaos...and the screams and fear of the people is so...enticing!
Abduction Post:
“My my, you sure know how to treat a girl. Thank you for that wonderful time.” Scarlet says with a smile. She had just had a session of being treated like a queen by a date. Normally, Scarlet wouldn't be caught dead dating someone... but the mark in question was rather rich, and Scarlet had been craving some quality wine for quite a while. The conversation had been boring, her date was a lawyer or some such, Scarlet had been zoning in and out while pretending to be interested in what the guy was saying.
Still, the meal was of five star quality, so she couldn't say the night was a complete waist. After listening to the man thank her for her time. The man looks at her, expecting a kiss, and Scarlet gives a slight wink. “We'll see how I feel in the morning.” She says, walking into her apartment complex with a faked light step.
She was still wearing the black and red dress she had worn for the date, but decided she's wait to take it off until bed time. Her room was mostly bare, but there were a few personal things here and there for flair, in case anyone came by. There was nothing else in the room to make anyone believe she was a chaos loving psychopath. N cut out pictures on the walls, no blood writing anywhere, not so much as a bloody knife. She opens the fridge, pulling out a bottle of wine, and pours herself a cup of it. She watches the swirl of the drink before taking a sip, the plops on her bed.
She stares at the ceiling. “Damn, my life has been starting to get boring lately.” Scarlet laments. “I guess I've let the area settle enough for now, perhaps it's time to act again.” She thinks to herself. “Yes yes, I'll need to make this simply outstanding...maybe a closed room murder... let's see, that date had a business partner that was working a prosecution case, right? That would shock the media into fright for sure....' She says, then giggling and rolls in her bed, already imagining the many ways she could plot it out. “It'll be a closed room murder... yeah, I haven't done one of those in a while. I'll kill the guy and wait until morning when his little friend enters, screams and runs for the police, andI'll exit out a back window... perfect.” She smiles
She takes a breath, then finds no oxygen coming to her. 'Hmm? I'm I so excited I'm getting light headed?' She says with another giggle. Then another thing hits her, a somewhat off Oder reaches her nose. 'No, someone's displacing the oxygen with gas!' she things, gets up, and bolts for the door.
As she walks outside, she has barely enough time to look around before someone catches her by surprise and puts a rag over her mouth. “Damn it...” Is all she has to think in the time it takes for her awareness to leave her.
