This Account Is Solely for In Character Interaction. Most OOC will be ignored.
Content Warning: Graphic Violence, Dark Psychological Themes, Substance Abuse, Abuse.
I'm addicted to the sorrow
When the buzz ends by tomorrow
There's another rush of poison flowing into my veins
Giving me a dose of pleasure that resides by the pain
Just Call Me Baby...
No that's not my real name. But does it really matter. My name is a thing of the past and I prefer to stick with the present. My life's story isn't all that important. I was born, life's a struggle, shit happens. You keep moving on.
Lady Justice
Justice is blind. Status, power, money. In the face of true justice these mean nothing. There is only right and wrong. Transgression and retribution. For many years justice lay in the hands of men. Trusted to carry out her edicts with wisdom and fairness. But soon the scales of Justice were tipped with the weight of corruption. This imbalance could not go unrectified. It was then, that for the first time in many centuries, Lady Justice herself began to act upon the world. Though oft depicted as a serene and wise goddess this was far from the truth. Justice was swift, harsh, and brutal. She was no gentle goddess but a wrathful deity. In order to bring about the order she sought Lady Justice would possess the bodies of mortal women who had suffered a grave Injustice. Granting her strength, wisdom, and powers to them in exchange for acting as her vessel to enact judgment on those who had done wrong.
