Character Sheet - Valentina (Labrador) Guerrero Escobar
Species:
Human / Spanish.
Primordial Blooded.
Sex:
Female
Age:
43
Height:
4' ALMOST 11" (1.49m)
Hair:
Dirt brown. Usually bun styled.
Eyes:
Same color as the hair. May lighten up a bit if she is feeling murderous.
Skin:
Very tanned, everywhere.
Particularities:
Motherfuckingly insane. Clinically in this case, but controlled.
Physically requires violence, blood, or killing something on the regular to keep her own sanity. The most negative part of the Guerrero family literally fuels her.
Has a rep sheet with the police that is a kilometer long. That is most likely a bonus in Hell.
Had never killed a person before coming to Hell. After ending a Sinner permanently, she has constant dreams of doing it again. She is trying to control herself and is afraid of her darker side.
Has absolutely NO problem with physical violence otherwise, or physical punishment either. Has never done it though, and would never harm her children or family without a real reason. But if there was a reason of power…
She has no problem with her height. Why? Because it is the perfect height to punch you in the gonads. Literally IN the gonads. Don't piss the pint sized powerhouse.
Stronger than men with a couple heads on her, by the way.
Has an extensive map of cuts, perforations, bite marks and other such scars, including venom like burns and so on. She is extremely resistant to all pain by now.
Her right thumb has a chunk taken off by an old quarry of her. She won, but the flesh is still gone.
Interests:
Blood, brutality and similar things. Be it games, movies, comics, stories or whatever. Not being able to kill something herself from time to time showed her that certain entertainment calms her somewhat. May've become addicted to horror and gore in general.
She is in love with cooking very fresh meat, specially if she kills it herself.
She also hates using veggies and the like. Meat all the way, though she does love fruit so this entry has to do with her favorite: Pineapple. The more acidic, the better.
Unsurprisingly, or perhaps so, she is adept at carving bone into figurines. She has hardly ever done that in years, but she may relapse as a calming activity.
Knives. In general. Much like a pyromaniac with fire. Do watch out.
The dopamine injection she gets from a scrap is the biggest drug to her. Give her an excuse and she WILL fight you. Winning is not important, the fight, and what she gets from it, is.
Magic Affinity (If Applicable):
Unknown.
Attire:
Absolutely doesn't give a fuck. She may dress with something formal, professional, beautiful or utilitarian. Clothes hold next to zero interest.
No jewelry or precious things. No piercings. No cosmetics. They are all useless, as far as she cares.
Mandatory: Nothing can constrain her movements, that is the only thing she asks for. If something makes her slower than she'd accept, or if it makes it hard for her to move, it is discarded or never used.
On the regular, though? Work clothes, for fishing. At this point she just uses them in bulk.
Physical:
A short, stout, strong woman with a myriad of scars, bites and god knows what marking her flesh, including her face. She has a beauty of a special kind; brutal, animalistic and clearly insane with a thin veneer of calm and collected fury. She is muscular and, when her hair becomes undone, her form is wild and uncontrollable. Beautiful is not how many qualify her, perhaps manly in a way, but short amazonian and with an intense stare is also an apt description. Her face also tends to sport either a commanding and imperial expression, or one of anger and annoyance that tends to mean 'shut the fuck up' to most people that don't know her.
Personality:
Insane beyond belief, bloodthirsty, judgemental and very, very, very fucking angry. Strangely mixed with motherly, caring and extremely worried, but mostly the former lot.
Borderline fit for a mental ward, Valentina is a extremely volatile, angry, violent person incapable of stopping herself, until she is a bloody mess or her opposition is, when a fight starts. Clinically mentally insane thanks to mental conditioning that goes back so many generations it has been ingrained in some of the Guerrero bloodline, this is an aspect that she revels on, almost like a berserker of old, minus the need for drugs or psychotropics to enter such an state. Without proper training and preparation she is generally unable to be at her 'best', but this also means she isn't murderous when fighting (most of the time), but her anger is a permanent state of being within her mind.
Extremely loving and caring, despite her usually brutal, direct, and generally vitriolic approach to most topics with those she is comfortable enough to 'be herself', she is otherwise respectful of those above her, as forced by her mother, but only to a point. She has an enormous pool of love for those she cares about, a direct contrast to almost everyone else that she sees with indifference, disdain, or outright enmity. Those she hates tend to learn very soon, generally in a violent fashion. If you aren't one of those, she'll be nice… ish.
However, under the surface of a happy, if violent woman, hides a monster of enormous proportions. The boiling, putrid rage within her mind is a sickness as old as her family has been alive, and it is as sadistic as it is methodical. If she were to ever lose her mind, death would take days at best, months, if not years, at worst, and she would cut anyone apart. Bit. By. Bit. Until it stopped being fun or the victim was unresponsive. She knows this, she has dreamed of this, and she hates it. It is part of her personality however, and she tries to fight it off by offering her more tender side (if still acidic) as much attention as she can while being with those she loves.
What song or music would fit:
Cthulhu - A Cryochamber Collaboration. Her husband, despite being gentler, is high intensity for a reason. She is slow, low, rumbling, menacing and horrifying. The things Valentina does when angry are horrible. The things she'd do if she really flew off the handle? Death would come last, and you'd be begging for her to go back to her brutal, berserker, uncalculated and brutal rage, because she'll take her time with you.
Visual Aid (if any):
None yet!