MONSTER, esther

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the sharp edge of your nails slice down the length of the body. the splatter of blood on your lips has you humming. nothing gives you more pleasure than the feast. you lick your lips, the bitter taste of blood and lipstick have you moaning. you finally break free from the calm that held you and lunged at the dead body in front of you. your teeth dug into flesh and you tear it apart with a hysterical giggle.

don't hurt the skin. the flawless, flawless, skin.

you bask in the bloody puddle that was your meal and wrapped the peeled skin around yourself like a blanket. you inhaled deeply, the smell of death making you feel at home. the skin began to cling to your form. it molded onto your frame. the surgical cut you made down the middle started sealing together closing over you.

you curl and flex your fingers. the new skin feeling like a too-tight suit. you more than easily get to your feet and sauter your way to the mirror on the wall. the face you saw wasn't yours but they never were. you brought your hand up and ran them down the expanse of your cheek.


so smooth, so very smooth.

a small bone finds its way in your hand and you pick flesh from in between your teeth. you flick the bone off into the corner and make your way out the door. you'd leave the mess who ever cared about the woman currently sitting in your stomach. disappointment did leave your meal bittersweet, you wouldn't get to see the horror on the face of whoever discovered your meal.

then again,

such is life.



skinwalkers are formless black beings that survive by donning human skin. they have an insatiable need for human flesh and use the skin they collect to blend into society and therefore, hunt. 

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enhanced sense of smell certain scents stand out to certain skin-walkers. they sing to them as you would say and they can also smell out disease. the ability to sniff out the perfect prey and to know what's not fit to eat is a necessity for life. you wouldn't want to waste your time hunting spoiled meat.

retractable claws and canines skinwalkers are engineered to blend in. sharp claws and canines don't exactly scream human. the two triggers are fresh meat or when she feels threatened. they are her weapons and only defence.

absorption all walkers are born with the ability to attach themselves to human skin. as long as the skin is mostly intact, and given enough time to heal, the skin will close over protecting her exposed form.

[attr="class","appname"]ESTHER

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AGE: 82
SEX: F
RACE: SKIN-WALKER
HOMELAND: CENTERSPINE
CONTRACT: Y