The name is Laney. People like to refer to me as the Unholy Host. Or Tit of Doom, whatever.

Just a little cubana from New York City. I like my rapraw and my R&B silky smooth. I've got a knack for extreme violence and nonsensical poetry - you probably won't understand, but that's okay. I probably dislike you anyway.

Laney has no conscience or sense of behavior. Meaning that I will claw, glomp, and molest you at least three times per day, sometimes all at once. I'm very affectionate, you see. If you insult my friends, I will fucking break you.

That's about it. I'm not all bad, by the way. Deep down, I'm innocent as the friggin dawn. :D