drawing made by @Str4wberryJ4mz on twitter
"I don't hate much, but one thing I truly, despicably hate, is liars. Especially sad, broke, insecure, Bitches. That lie, and cheat. "
Origin[]
Beatriz was sitting in their 5th period, Math class. It was friday today, so Beatriz wanted to go home and sleep. She sat in their seat, wearing a blue band t-shirt, a grey jacket and black jeans their mom bought her because she kept complaining about not having pants. Waiting for the bell of finally hit 2:15 so she could leave, they listened to music to pass the time. Her favorite song plays, making the day feel bearable. well, this wasn't the worst day Beatriz had guessed. She decided to check their grades on her school account to see if they were doing better than you were last semester.
Math, 66%
English, 87%
History, 67%
and Science, 78%
'Ohhh goodie, I'm failing all my classes..' Beatriz thought dragging with sarcasm, daring to let her eye to tear up like always. 'eh its alright i wont be alive much longer anyway..' Beatriz thought to themself. Failing wasn't new to her, no matter how hard she try to get their grades up, its like they come right back down 5 seconds later.
Ringgggg
Finally the bell rings, and Beatriz packs her stuff to leave. She grabs all their text books and paperwork left unfinished, and leave. She didn't have many friends, for they would all leave if they even spoke about her thoughts on her feelings and ideals, so It was much of a hassle. Walking alone down the hallway to their homeroom class, she open their locker to grab her shit and leave. She accidentally bumped into someone on their way out as they made a snarky comment before running down the halls to his buddies. They scoffed and rolled her eyes at the interaction.
She finally got on the bus way home, and took out their sketchbook. Scribbling away at each thought and interaction the people around her had, but something caught her attention out the window. A pure snow white man, about as tall as the light poll he was under, looked as like he was staring at Beatriz. Not letting a single gaze leave their form. Beatriz ears started to ring, but she shuddered and looked away, thinking they were just tired. Finally getting off the bus, she walked to her house, which conveniently was their bus stop.
They steeped onto the patio when she saw the tall figure again. Left feeling a bit creeped out by it, they quickly got inside and went to their room. Her mother Works weekends, 2-10pm so she was a work already, but Their dad was on his way home from work, seeing as how he had weekends off. Beatriz tiredly dragged themself to her bedroom and laid down, Looking up at her clock sitting on their bed. Why isn't it on her night stand? because they had a bunch of shit on her nightstand. Cups, cans, crystals, sketchbooks, etc; So there was no room.
Leaning over to their phone, you look to see if she have any notifications.
*No recent notifications*
pops up on their timeline, Well, she didn't have anyone to talk to anyway. It was already almost 5pm, Where did the time go? Beatriz laid there on her bed, staring at their ceiling before slowly drifting off to sleep.
꒷꒦‧˚₊˚Time Skip ೃ[]
Beatriz awoke to their stomach rumbling at hunger, As she turned to look at her clock. Their vision was blurry from just waking up. It must've just turned 4 am although they couldn't tell if It was 7, it was still dark outside, so there was no way. Beatriz hopped up from her snug and soft bed just to walk to the kitchen. The house was eerily silent, they could almost hear the rodents outside in the yard.
Opening up your pantry, there were pretzels, uncooked soup, and waffles. Beatriz closed the pantry and opened up the refrigerator to see unopened strawberry's, Food from a restaurant Beatriz and her dad went to almost a week ago, tea, juice, eggs, sour milk and uncooked potatoes. Closing the fridge Beatriz opened back up their pantry to grab the pretzel bag and go back to her room. As she closed the door, they saw something outside the windows blinds. She opened the blinds to see nothing but a dull, blank darkness fill the streets, now she was starting to feel uncomfortable. Underneath the damp illumination of the street light, laid that tall, white man again. Beatriz entire body shuddered at the sight of it once more.
"I must be going insane from airborne diseases if i keep seeing this guy." Beatriz said as they closed the blinds, so she could just to lay down and fall asleep. But they began to think, 'Its night time now, plus mom and dad are sleeping. maybe it's a good time to do it.' Her eyes started to tear up a little bit, before she whipped away the tears, getting out of bed one more time. She walked to the kitchen, not a thought in mind as they opened the medicine cabinet, taking out the ibuprofen and screwing off the cap.
"No one needs me anyway." Beatriz said as they poured a little less than half the bottle into her hand, But before she could put the pain killers into their mouth, they felt a hand on their shoulder. She turned back to see the man from under the street light. The tall, white man that keeps following her.
The man spoke,"No child, killing yourself now proves they were right."
"Who cares, its not like there gonna notice my absence from this world, its just dumb book i don't wish to be apart of anymore, i don't want the page's to keep flowing." Beatriz took a breath, grabbing the mans hand that was resting on her shoulder. "I have no friends, my arms are so scared and covered in blood they're deformed, and i can't stand the ongoing voice inside my head singing to me."
"Voices you say? What do they preach?" The man said, this time Beatriz saw his face. All white, no features.
"They tell me to do it, to kill them. To rip open my guts and pour them out like sunflower seeds in a bag. That they all deserve to die. To drown in their own blood like its a fancy pool party."
"Have you tried it? To kill something? To satisfy the ongoing voice banging in your skull?" The Man shifted, seemingly starting to lose patience, but kept quiet.
Beatriz stopped to think, she hadn't tried to stop the sound, yet they end their life for such pity? This feels like another reason on why She would do so.
"Dear child, if you work for me I can give you more than enough in this world. A welcoming home, and friends that are like you-?"
The idea was pleasing to her, but what was he going to have them do? Beatriz wished to ask if he was going to use their body for sexual pleasure or joy? To be a slave and work for no money everyday until they gave out.
"What's the condition? What will you have me do in return for you?" Hesitation grew over their body as the man shifted.
"I'll have you kill for me, let your anger go at each stab. Have all that pent up irritation and depression go. Be free."
They were taken aback by what he said, kill? To harm someone else? The idea seemed pleasing to them, but at what cost? Why would she? For what? Beatriz leaned over a little bit, feeling a wrenching feeling growing into their stomach. But the voices sang once again, you cried for them to go away so many times. Maybe she should shut them up this time.
"Okay, I'll work for you." Beatriz mind went blank, once they agreed. For what felt like hours she was locked in that place. Not understanding her surroundings or whereabouts . But the cold liquid passing through her hair, the feeling staining her shirt. Beatriz awoke from the dark nightmare and touched their neck where an aching feeling was left. Feeling a large cut in their lower neck upper back. Bea ran to her bathroom picking up a hand held mirror, turned around and looked at their neck, where she saw a circle and an x carved in their neck.
"Get ready, child. We're leaving soon. I'll be outside for a bit, i will be back." The man spoke, seemingly disappear out of thin air. Beatriz panicked and found the closest suitcase to them, and grabbed her belongings. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, shirts, pants, socks, underwear, her glasses case, and their computer bag, which held her phone, chargers and of course, their computer. She decided to change into a dark purple tank top, and PJ pants before putting on a brown zip up jacket, and stuffing her crystals into their pocket. Her body and eyes felt heavy, she started feeling tired and weak at what felt like the seems of their bones. Just then, The man was back ready to take Beatriz to their new home, her new place to be accepted.
Grabbing his hand, Beatriz and the man both walk out.
On their highway to freedom.
Appearance[]
Beatriz has dark brown skin, light freckles over her body, self harm scars on her thighs, arms, shoulders, and ankles from either razors, or knives she hid inside her mattress. They typically wear a Purple tank top, bandages around both her arms, a brown zip jacket, and green pajama pants. Her build is described as thin, but with some small muscles appearing near her upper arm, and abdomen at the same time, and reaching a height of around 5'4" to 5'7". In fan depictions, They're typically portrayed in their early to late teens, Typically around 14-16.
Personality[]
Before leaving with slender, she was a quiet and fairly antisocial teenager, not that people actually knew her very well, considering they were always alone, and the one being bullied. But shortly after, they became sneaky, torturous and violent, making them one of the most dangerous serial killers in her hometown. Beatriz is widely known for luring her victims to a quiet death, typically a staged suicide. Even though she prefers to murder her victims with rope, and electrical cords, they are more than willing to use any weapon when placed in a desperate situation, unless it's a sock, Beatriz won't use a dirty sock to strangle someone. Although Beatriz is an extremely stealthy and mischievous individual, they are a tad bit clumsy, making her not suited well enough for breaking and entering.
Powers and abilities[]
Although Bea is an average human, she appears to wield incredible supernatural abilities that only apply to their human attributes, speed, able to land on her feet when she falls, and supernatural strength used to mercilessly slaughter her victims. Beatriz is shown to be incredibly durable, being able to overcome Their parents simply by hanging them on a tree, and then beating the body with a shovel until a limb either breaks, or snaps off. One thing that makes her stronger is their intense hatred and bloodlust to keep them going, often amplified through slender mans control. Beatriz has been depicted as being a charming individual, manipulating people into trusting her, only to betray them later
Facts!! :D[]
- Bea is canonically 15!
- Bea has 2 nicknames, one being Bea, and the other mega trix (cereal brand)
- They are almost always positive! Even when the situation is super serious.
- bea is comfortable with herself, and confident enough that basic insults don't sting, mainly from public school bullies.
- She gets easily flustered when someone compliments her, mainly because she's not used to them.