Hiya, finally got all my stuff set up on here and figured I should probably kinda maybe post my intro/background on here. Looking forward to possibly being a giant thorn in yall's side 🙂

Bouncing from foster home to foster home, Faye has never had a pleasant childhood. She spent most of her life fending off her drunken foster dad's advances. Faye learned at an early age that her beauty was both a blessing and a curse.
Once she turned 18 she fled her last home after slitting her foster dad Ass Fuck's throat. For almost two years she had to fend him off. The whore, his wife, would just sit there and watch; ever saying a damn thing to stop him. Probably happy he wasn't after her anymore. This day was the worst and the memory still haunts her.
Ass Fuck was drunk again, nothing new there, and she could hear him stumbling up the steps. Quickly she runs to her door to lock it when she lets out a blood curdling scream, "They are gone......all of them." Her hands quickly run along the door frame where the locks had been, now just chipped paint and holes. Backing away quickly she knew this was it, Ass Fuck planned this. Holding back a sob she searches her room for anything she can use when she hears it. The door knob turns. Her hold body stiffens as she can smell the whiskey.
Before she can turn around his hands are on her throwing her to the bed. She can't move, he is to heavy, pinning her down on her bed, his mouth forcing its way on hers, jamming his tongue into her mouth almost choking her. Faye lays there unable to do anything and then he moves, lifting up to adjust himself. Trying not to scream, the Ass Fuck would probably enjoy that more, she clenches the knife and slashes it across his neck. Blood spills onto her face as she presses harder. Faye begins to laugh as she sees the look in Ass Fuck's eyes, "That's right Pig, Tonight you die!" As he reaches for the wound on his neck she rams her knee into his nuts. Ass Fucks eyes widen in pain and all he can let out is a airy gurgle as he falls back onto the floor.
Faye slowly sits up and watches the Ass Fuck struggle for air. With a smirk she walks towards him, but stops as she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her face splattered with his crimson blood and hair wild from struggle. The corners of her mouth turn up in a sadistic smile, she is enjoying this. Faye straights her hair and clothes, leaving the blood, she saunters over to Ass Fuck and places the heel of her boot right on his throat. She presses down laughing as she watches him struggle. Soon he stops, she knows he is dead; quickly she cleans herself up and grabs what few belongings she has and runs, never looking back.
Now she is 25 years old, even more beautiful, and cold hearted murderer. Seven years of bouncing from town to town has taught her many things, knowing now she can get whatever she wants using her beauty and false innocence to lure her prey in; taking great pleasure in the blood that spills on her as she slashes her victim’s throats.