"Holy crap, what happened to you!?"
"I died."
"..."
"... what? I got better."
The question is, how? Because with as many mismatched parts, stitches, and assorted other glaring differences between her various bits, she's obviously not normal anymore. Her skin is at least five different colors in as many or more places, she's missing an eye, and, well, she DIED, or so she says. How the hell can she be here?
Well, the explanation is fairly simple, if not necessarily comforting. She's the host of an eldritch abomination that's fascinated by people, but completely fails to understand what the big deal about death is. It is, in fact, keeping her alive, no matter what, because, in its own words, 'You're no fun when you're not talking and thinking and stuff.'.
So, she can't die, it seems. That doesn't mean that she doesn't get HURT, though, and it certainly doesn't mean she heals from everything. She's lost... well, a lot of things, over time, but somehow she's managed to make a deal, at this point. Any time she dies, she's either resurrected, or recreated, thanks to the entity inhabiting her. The problems crop up if she doesn't die. After all, she doesn't heal like normal people do.
Healing is complicated, really. If one of her arms is damaged, she can either consume enough materials to repair it(Ideally, human flesh), or she can undo the stitches and slap on a new one. The problem, here, is getting a new arm, or enough 'materials' to repair any injuries. She makes do, though.
Most of the time, she's focused on staying... well, not dead. Not quite alive, either, technically speaking, but still... up and about and aware. It's not as easy as it sounds, though. After all, if she shows up somewhere, looking like an abomination of science(Frankenstein's monstergirl, what?), people tend to get nervous. Cops have been called before. It was... awkward. Especially when one of them tried to pull her away and pulled her arm off.
So now, she keeps to herself, most of the time. She does her best not to call attention to herself, and to stay safe. After all, while she may not be able to permanently die, she can still FEEL. Burning to death fucking sucks. So does getting dismembered in new places. Having her stitches undone and her body parts separated is.... well, not as unpleasant, but it's damned weird all the same, and she'd rather NOT, thanks. For all these reasons, she tends to go out in a heavy coat, covered in bandages. Suspicious, yes, but she claims it's a medical condition. Technically true, as well!
Under the bandages? Well.... she's a bit of a patchwork. Her fingers are three different colors, her arms are mismatched(one brown, one blue), her face has stitching across the upper left quarter of it, right under her left eye, above which is blue skin and blond hair, below which is a lighter, asian skin tone, accompanied by red hair above it. Her left eye is missing, the socket covered by a simple medical eyepatch(most of the time). She's on the lookout for a good eye to go with the lovely blue one she has, but when she'll get it is anyone's guess.
Personality-wise, she's wary around strangers, but she'll open up to someone easily enough, and, well, as you get to know her, you'll find that she's quite friendly, with a mischievous streak, and a tendency to nibble. Hardly original around here, but hey, there's so much else here that there's nothing surprising about that. Why not go meet her, maybe get to know her? She's friendly enough, and won't bite. She might nibble, though.
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