Ravin

It is time I introduced the fact that I have Multiple Personality Disorder. Well, there you go. I just did. I have 10 distinct people inside my head besides myself, Rachel. I will describe Ravin first.

She is cruel, and sarcastic. It's pretty funny to watch her lay in to some stranger for being rude. She has the best insults, and "yo mamma" jokes. She's a total dominatrix, and her tools of choice are metal police issue handcuffs and a feather duster. Her favorite color is blood red.

She is very superior, and cold. It doesn't change the fact that she is feminine, and likes to wear lipstick. In fact, one of her quirks is to leave a kiss mark on the cheek of her "victims". I think she got it from that one movie, Holes. She denies it, of course. Ravin likes to keep her nails long, better to scratch with. She makes me keep a knife in my purse.

Her biggest fetish is weapons. Blades. Swords, knives, cat-claws, daggers, anything metal that can draw blood. It's creepy, Ravin even likes to lick the blood from wounds. She thrives by causing others pain. Emotional or physical. She will taste your tears and tell you to cry more for her.

All in all, she scares me a little. If she ever got out, I think she would drive my family, friends, and loved ones away. The only kindness she has ever shown was to a husky that was being neglected. She was the one who called the police and made sure that dog had fresh water every day until the police finally took her away from her owners.

Then she slashed their tires.