[Marx's bullsh*t rambling about comparing Meira to a poisonous plant.]
Marx's POV
BellaDonna is a nickname Meira recently began going by in town, probably so no one recognizes her. The name change is ridiculous-everyone will notice her no matter what name she has. She sticks out like a sore thumb. Nevertheless, it's a very fitting name now that I think about it... Her hair a soft black, almost a purple hue. She appears slightly depressed, but underneath, so much is to be seen. Deep, personal problems that play a prominent role in her character. Her skin is soft, somewhat fuzzy in some places, perhaps a normal trait of her kind... making her very vulnerable. Her little heart beats sweet, tempting juice, much like the poisonous nightshade's fruits-her seductive, oddly shining black eyes reflecting the properties of her addictive blood-sweet and deadly.
Her blood alone makes her so irresistable... it'll be the end of me. Native Popstar insects have fallen for her lure, dying from the toxins in her blood, mainly experimental Bronto Burts.(Her toxic blood never hurt me, so that gives me another reason to overdose on the stuff.)I remembered the bitter, bloodcurdling screams she emitted when I first tasted her, terrifying residents nearby... even after the fact she was still paranoid and snappy. It made me wonder what horrible noises she'll make when she eventually croaks. It's a good thing my addiction caused me to accidentally learn to tame her... Not that I cared where the blood came from. I don't understand why humans enjoy such a strange act. Somehow it's just as satisfying as a dose a her manipulatively sweet blood. Maybe that was a trick in itself... I didn't care if she was poisonous. After acquiring a taste of her, I want nothing else.
I decided that, instead of calling her by her real name, I called her by the name of rare, poisonous plant. Nightshade.
I started privately calling her this each time I ran into her, and she doesn't get the chance to protest coherently, "Come on, cut me some slack!" Her knees become weak before she can protest my advances... and I don't think she protests to begin with... Oh ho ho ho...
