Hair Color and Style: Dirty blonde and short
Eyes: Brown, sometimes blue and sometimes green
Weight: Pleasantly plump
Build: Well proportioned
Bust Size: 44C
Clothing: Preferably t-shirt and panties, but t-shirt and jeans will suffice
Other Identifiable Traits: 5 tattoos
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl
Favorite Music: Everything! Classic rock, heavy metal, top 40, trashy white girl pop, rap
Favorite Movies: A Friend For The End of The World, any cheesy horror movie, horror movies in general
Favorite Books: Harry Potter Series, The Host, Delerium Series, Hunger Game series, Matched series…holy shit, I like a lot of series o_o To Kill A Mocking Bird
Guilty Pleasures: Make-up, panties, teasing
Back Story: Poor Lilith is a story of wrong place…way wrong time. Lilith is reletively new to the game of being a werewolf. Classic story of a girl walking at night alone. While out alone walking home from work, she happened across one big, bad wolf. She survived the scuffle, but nor before getting bit on the inner theigh. She noticed about a month later something was different. She thought it was strange that wound healed as fast as it did. Really she had just chaulked it up to luck. She had made a lot of changes in the last month, but none she thought was bad. She had ditched her glasses, she felt healthy, even landed a new hot boy friend. It was the night of the full moon she realized, all good things come with a price! As the night started to wash over the land, she started getting some really pasionate urges. She needed some loving and tonight her new boyfriend was going to get lucky. Too bad for him, it was also the first night of the full moon…the most violent for new werewolves sharpening their claws. She ripped him to shreds mid coitus. Next morning she woke up in a field about 30 miles out of town. She was naked and surrounded by dead cattle.
Meeting Malice: I came along in little Lilith’s life pretty close after this event. Didn’t take her long to find out what she was. Turns out she was very much into bondage and had a lot of things to help tie herself down. Poor dear was trying to tear through an assorted mess of chains and leather straps. Still had the ball gag in as it were…poor thing. I helped her gain a little control over herself (Trade Secret), and invited her to come stay at the Mansion. I was happy to have another puppy…Seras…not so much…but she’s warmed up!
Hair Color and Style: Brown on top, black on the bottom. A little past shoulder length and layered.
Eyes: Light Brown
Bust Size: C
Clothing: Typical human clothing, tends to gravitate toward black.
Other Identifiable Traits: She has fallen into human modification customs and now sports nine tattoos and a handful of piercings.
Race: Fallen Angel
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl and Left Hand Writer (Get it LEFT hand….hee hee hee hee)
Favorite Music: Listens to everything. She thinks music is one of the best creations humanity has come up with.
Favorite Movies: All of the Legally Blonde movies, everything in the Avengers series.
Favorite Books: Anything she can get her hands on. She has a tendency to reread the Thomas Covenant series though.
Guilty Pleasures: In all this time she has been on Earth…she has accumulated a taste for a multitude of interesting things…LOTS of things…
Back Story: Luci had been an angel thousands of years ago. She was one of the first. She had been there for her brother Lucifer’s fall. At this time though, her name was Ariel. It didn’t sit well with Ariel, how her other brothers had cast Lucifer down into the fires of hell just for refusing to love the flawed humans. Ariel didn’t see a reason to love them either, honestly. They were messy and dirty and destroying each other – and their home – at a rapid pace. When her brothers figured out that she was in the same mindset, they cast her down as well… but to the earth. She was punished to live amongst the humans. Most of her angel powers and communication capabilities were stripped, but they allowed her to keep her longevity and her wings. The latter aren’t visible to the naked human eye, though. She was crushed and felt utterly betrayed, and when a stranger found her on the side of the road and asked her name, she gave the name Luci in homage to her fallen brother. She’s gone by that ever since. She spent the past few decades blending in with the humans, falling into some of their darker customs. She knows where her brother is and what he does, and she tends to help demons make deal with stupid mortals for her own amusement. In meeting all these other magical creatures, she is starting to think they’re way more interesting than her angelic siblings. Maybe a life of sin is way more fun than a life in the clouds.
Meeting Malice: I hope you all believe me when I say it is rare to come across a Fallen bound to Earth. Sure, you can see plenty of Fallen in The Pit, but seeing one in flesh in Earth Realm in any dimension? That’s rare! (Unless you are in one of 100 worlds where Earth realm has fallen…to…well The Fallen…) I just so happened across her at seedy little dive in Rhode Island. She was eying a struggling band, getting ready to set them up with a good Cross Roads Demon. My tip-off was the large expansive wings it seemed nobody noticed. I got a good rise out of her by vaporating around the room. Apparently she had never met a real live Cheshire Cat before. Two hours and 2 dozen tormented people later…I found out she was Lucifer’s sister…It was at that point, I realized I had to have her! She would be my left hand minion (Bartleby and Baxter make up the right…takes two of them to make one…)
Hair Color and Style: Blonde-Short (white after transformation)
Height: 5’4 (7’0 after transformation)
Bust Size: 40D (currently getting larger)
Other Identifiable Traits: Nothing too stand-outish…until the full moon that is….
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl
Favorite Music: Country
Favorite Movies: Not sure I have favorite movies. But I love (stupid)comedy and I like chick flicks
Favorite Books: The True Blood series by Charlane Harris; the Anita Blake series by Laruell K Hamilton; the Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich; the Hollows series by Kim Harrison
Guilty Pleasure: Likes to play with her food…
Back Story: Werewolves walk amongst you everyday and you would never know it. Then again, that’s the goal. So when most people look at Celestria, you would see a beautiful woman, but not know her more wild secret. For every full moon she makes the turn into her wolf form, stalking the Alaskan wilderness for prey. So watch it guys…treating this one like a piece of meat…might make her treat YOU like one later.
Meeting Malice: Oh, do I ever remember meeting Celestria. There really is nothing like walking the Alaskan wilderness at night. I do love that…oh what is it called? Aurora Borealis! So pretty…Not to mention it will do wonders for your back if you vaporate into it. Anyway, I was out for a stroll to clear my head, when a stunning white furred creature crossed my path. I decided to follow it. A rare animal such as this can’t be left unappreciated. When I tracked her down, she was feeding on a bear. When she noticed me standing there, her head shot up. We stood staring for a bit. Blood and meat dripped off of her mouth. The 7’0 wolf lunged at me and hit nothing but air. I’m not going to let that thing touch me, it was covered in blood. Seras said she would kill me if I got blood on my clothes again and she wasn’t there. I then decided to have some fun. I picked up a nice sized branch and hurled it over her head. To my amusement, she retrieved it for me. You see folks, although lycans are big and scary, deep down they are still in the canine family. and what canine doesn’t like a good game of fetch? I indulged until she got tired and lay down. After she awoke the next morning naked and in the snow, I could very well leave her. So I covered her with my coat and offered to walk her back to her home. It wasn’t long after that, I offered her to come stay at the mansion. Seras said we could keep her…as long as she was house broken…she is.
Hello Freaky Darlings! Seras and myself are going to be on vacation for the next week. Unfortunately, this is the same week I was going to implement the new writing schedule. So, I have to leave the site in the, hopefully capable hands, of my henchmen, Bartleby and Baxter. This may be a train wreck…I don’t know…what I do know is…it should be entertaining! But before I leave it to them…maybe you should meet them first. I lump them onto one page because…well…they don’t deserve two! Enjoy!
Name: Bartleby Smythe & Baxter Collins
Hair Color and Style: Bartleby is half bald and has grey stringy hair with chops. Baxter has chin length hair, darker grey, with chops.
Height: Bartleby is 5’8 and Baxter is 6’8
Weight: Bartleby is Short and pudgy and Baxter is Tall and slender
Clothing: Both wear shades of grey. Bartleby has a Grey coat and wears a worn out grey top hat and pinstripe pants. Baxter wears suspenders with pinstripe pants, black and white stripe arm warmers, and a grey cabbie hat.
Other Identifiable Traits: Dead looking skin and sharp yellow teeth
Crew Position: Henchmen
Favorite Music: Some classical but Baxter does enjoy the British invasion bands. Lot’s of Black Sabbath….
Favorite Movies: Zombie films…who would have guessed…all time favorite though is Beetlejuice
Favorite Books: They tell me they can’t read…but I have seen Harry Potter books on Baxter’s end of the crypt…so who knows…
Back Story: Bartleby and Baxter were Grave Robbers from the 1800’s. Back then, Grave Robbing was pretty lucrative business for two uneducated vagabonds. They were pretty good at it, until the law caught on to them. Whilst hiding in a crypt, they were left with nothing to eat. They made it two days before it got too much to bare. So they got to looking at some of the corpses and noticed their were little bits of meat on the bones. some were even fresher than others. They decided to taste it. to their own surprise, it wasn’t that bad (probably from dealing with corpses as much as they had…they didn’t notice) Little did they know, they had really lost track of time. They found tunnels that lead throughout the whole cemetery. They remained down there for weeks feeding on the dead before they noticed they had changed slightly. They didn’t notice that until after they had attacked a fellow Grave Robber. To be more accurate, they didn’t notice until they had eaten him. Their teeth had grown serrated and sharp. Their finger nails hard and sharp. Their eyes had lost all color and their skin looked a dead grey. They had become REAL Graveyard Ghouls.
Meeting Malice: Sometimes you would be surprised what you find in a graveyard. I sure was when I ran across Bartleby and Baxter. You see…you never really luck out and come across a Ghoul before it’s reduced to a blithering, shambling, wild, smelly, corpse looking thing. I must have happened across them at the right time, because they still retained some intelligence (this is up for debate sometimes). If I didn’t take them in, they would most likely be put to death when discovered. No one likes to keep things around that eat their loved ones remains. I made them a deal…work for me as my henchmen (still to this day I’m not sure why I needed henchmen…but I’ll be damned if they don’t come in handy sometime!) and in return I would keep them safe and teach them how to snuff out the corpses with necrotoxin ((the thing that makes you a ghoul)) so they wouldn’t progress any further. We’ve been together ever since! They have helped me on many adventures and squashed many zombie plagues in their tracks (It’s like a buffet for them!)
Hair Color and Style: Dark Brown-near Black. Long
Eyes: Light Brown
Bust Size: 40DD
Clothing: Normal Clothes to blend in, buy in her element resembles a gypsy fortune-teller in garb…
Other Identifiable Traits: Nose piercing over left nostril
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl
Favorite Music: Love’s ALL music…but a soft for some Soft Rock
Favorite Movies: Top Gun and IT
Favorite Books: Anything by Dean Koontz
Guilty Pleasures: I love to be controlled…in the bedroom that is!
Back Story: Chasity is a witch of fortune and fate. Dabbling in the dark arts of altering futures, she has earned herself quite the reputation. You used to be able to find her in traveling carnivals and roaming groups of gypsies. She’s been around for 3 hundred years, but you would never know it. The people who visit her are desperate and greedy, looking for a change of fate. She offers them change, but sometimes what you want isn’t what you need. The draw back is usually a much shorter lifespan. The remaining years that person would have had, she transfers to herself. This is the cost for an easy change of fate…
Meeting Malice: I really do enjoy a good traveling show. One of my favorite parts are the fortune tellers. If they are fake, and believe me most are, it’s interesting seeing what kind of conclusions they draw. If they are the real deal, the look of confusion that crosses their face as they gaze into eons of existence and memories…well it’s priceless! I keep my ear to the ground for the real deals. As you can imagine eventually this brought me to who was rumored to be the greatest fortune-teller of them all, Chasity Fortana. When I heard that she could change your fate too…well I just had to see for myself. Needless to say I got the look of awe as she gazed into her crystal at my long expansive life. Her mistake was trying to offer me a change of fate. You see, fooling a Cheshire Cat is fools mistake. You can’t fool a Cheshire Cat…I see too many ways. (Up, Down, Sideways, Frontways, Backways…even Slantways…hee hee) Needless to say, her little trick didn’t work and I offered her to come work for me. I mean, why not have a devious turner of fate on my side. Could come in handy am I right?
Hair Color and Style: Dark Brown, Typically pulled back
Eyes: Brown when in more human form. yellow when not.
Height: 5′ 6″
Weight: Dangerous Curves
Build: Short but voluptuous
Bust Size: F
Clothing: Mostly black with metal band tee’s
Other Identifiable Traits: Piercings and multiple tattoos of life phrases
Race: Carrion Harpy
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl
Favorite Music: Mostly Metal….Slipknot, Marilyn Manson, Cradle of Filth and that like…
Favorite Movies: Horror and Comedy
Favorite Books: Reads too much to pin down anyone….
Guilty Pleasures: Romance Novels…a weakness for sappy, gushy romance novels
Back Story: Few have ever had the opportunity to meet a Harpy. Vicious creatures as they are, they don’t let many live to tell the tale. So it’s not surprising that most wouldn’t know that there are different species within that breed. Nox is of the Carrion variety, a Crow Harpy in standard. Nox is a rebel amongst her family. Most Harpy’s are supposed to live a life of seclusion, only acquainting with family or other Harpy. Nox wanted more than that…venturing far from the nest in search of knowledge, love, and happiness. She’s able to hide her appearance like all Harpy’s. But also like other Harpy, she has a taste for man flesh…That’s a little hard to hide.
Meeting Malice: I’ve always enjoyed the creatures of your Greek Myth Period. Some of the breeds created during that time still, at least to me are very beautiful. I have a few favorites, but one of them is definitely the Harpy. Most people don’t even stop to see the other breeds. Of course that could be because they are too busy being pecked to Death or torn apart. But I bet you even those becoming food won’t stop to appreciate the different species. I cam across Nox while Seras and myself were having a holiday in Alexandria, Egypt. She was busy following a rumor about the secret hiding place of the legendary scrolls from the Library of Alexandria. Of course I knew she wouldn’t find them. (I hid them myself centuries ago!) I offered her to join me, and I would allow her access to secrets she could have never dreamed of. She couldn’t refuse…
It’s time again for you to get to know yet another member of the Psychotik Crew! Introducing the lovely Cordelia Von Thorn!
Hair Color and Style: Ever Changing
Height: 5ft 4in
Build: petite, busty body proportional
Bust Size: 40 DDD
Clothing: Dark, gothic
Other Identifiable Traits: Lots of Tattoos
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl
Favorite Music: Bon Jovi, Aerosmith, The Beatles, Queen, The Doors, The Eagles, Rob Zombie, Marilyn Manson
Favorite Movies: The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Repo! the Genetic Opera, Devil’s Rejects, Boondock Saints
Favorite Books: Sherrilyn Kenyon novels
Back Story: A sultry Succubus feeding on the most unsuspecting of men. Cordelia has been around for years and has caused much chaos. Through out the ages she has been responsible for massive loss of life. From cults to secret societies…she’s done it all. She consumes enough energy to last her about a century and then stops for a spell. It’s been nearly a decade since her last massacre…and she’s hungry for more…
Meeting Malice: You know I’m very fond of graveyards. You really never know what will turn up. One night in particular I was enjoying a midnight absinthe through one of the greatest cemeteries I’ve found…in Edinburgh. We got bored and found a way down to the vaults. Very fun place if I do say so myself. Lot’s of spirits and all sorts of supernatural creatures. We were just about to settle down and have some “Personal Time” when we heard something down the hall. Poor thing was trying to hide away. Apparently, a slayer had caught her off guard. She had regenerated most of the way but was very weak. Seras allowed her some blood and I ran off looking for that slayer. Sometimes I get it, Slayers help to protect against the really BAD creatures of the night. This wasn’t the case. Very seldom do you find a Succubus that feeds on the innocent. Mostly they have fun with the wicked (they taste better or something!) This Slayer in particular was angry over the death of a grandfather…or some such shit. I don’t like bullies! I tracked him down. Idiot went down in the vaults without an exit plan. She fed and restored her energy…but not before I made his insides his out….That was how we met our dear Cordelia.
And that is our dear Cordelia…you can look…but get to close…and well you might find beautiful and deadly go hand in hand…
Until Next Time, My Freaky Darlings,
Time for another intro my Freaky Darlings. This one comes in the form of a friend and Psychotik Girl Luna! Now her profile is not complete so do please check for updates and give the girl some love! I also have to say she is the only one that got me in her Holiday picture on time. I didn’t get to post it on Christmas due to Computer issues (since resolved). She’s a good half bat/half puppy!
Hair Color and Style: Long curly, dark brown with light brown highlights
Eyes: Bright hazel
Weight: 145 lbs
Bust Size: D
Clothing: Gothic / punk
Other Identifiable Traits: Two beauty marks one on each cheek
Race: Hybrid; werewolf and vampire
Crew Position: Psychotik Girl
Favorite Books: The Dark Hunter series by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Favorite Movies: The lord of the ring and soon to be The Hobbit series.
Favorite Music: Nightwish; Bye bye beautiful. Nickleback; This is how you remind me. Kesha; Cannibal and Take it off.
Guilty Pleasure: I enjoy smells…When I say I enjoy smells…let’s just say just about any and leave it there.
Editor’s Note: Really? Nickleback wasn’t the guilty pleasure? In that case no I do not want to know some of those smells…Ha Ha! I kid…But seriously we need to talk…
Back Story: Luna was a creation by a scientist that was obsessed with the perfect monster or more so the perfect human. Stronger, smarter, faster and everlasting. To put it simple; an immortal. Reading stories and myths about hybrids and created his own. Blood of a vampire mixed with blood of a werewolf. For years the man worked on the perfect blood to balance it and failed many times. One day he had all but given up, that was till a new idea began to form. The blood did not have a host. In his readings he remembered the note of a Dr. Frankenstein, could it work? There was one way to find out. The scientist had found a child. She had died at a young age; killed with her family by some lunatic. Her throat was slit, torn apart. The perfect subject. The night of the blood moon was the night the scientist had succeeded. He had tubs down her throat and IV’s in every vain. A small pulses of electricity were sent to her heart and air pumped into her lungs. Her neck was stitched back up after all the blood was in her, slowly her body started to heal. Within a month her heart rate was normal, all vital signs were stable. He had done it. Three months had passed before she was learning to walk, read, talk… and feast. To her it was normal, but the scientist had told her that she was to keep the blood thirst away from others, it was their secret and one she kept very well. Upon her 18th birthday however was her awakening and the fatal night for the scientist.
Meeting Malice: You know I’ve always been one for enjoying what most consider monsters. Really they are no different than other creatures. Just they are a bit higher up he food chain. None of these creatures are quit as interesting as a hybrid. A half and half mocachino of the monster variety as it were. So here I am, wandering around in these woods in…well I’m not even sure I remember what dimension…and there is this girl covered in blood in the middle of the forest. Fierce eyes and sharp fangs. Apparently she had been out there for a month. She had killed the man who created her, a few campers, and a host of chickens. The guy that created her had done a good job at bonding Vampire and Lycanthrope DNA…he just didn’t know how well. It just so happens on her 18th birthday, the DNA strands became perfect…and the result was violent. Poor thing was having trouble controlling her baser urges…Seras is working with her. The information she has from her home world is advantageous to say the least.
Hope you enjoyed our dear fanged puppy! Look forward to more to come!
Until Nest Time, My Freaky Darlings,
Hello, Freaky Darlings! Something occurred to me the other day…you don’t know very much about me at all. For that matter you know even less about some of the others that do little bits for the site. Why not introduce us…you know give you better idea of what goes on behind the curtain. After all, we are a pretty unique breed of creatures. So with that in mind, and with the additional freaks that have been added to the fold, I find it high time for introductions. Keep in mind, all of the “people” you are about to see…well may not be from this dimension. After all, if you can hope endless realities and time lines…why select people to help you out from just one place huh?
This first introduction is one very dear to my heart. This lady is the center of the Cheshire Cat’s world. She keeps me up when I’m down and becomes the wind under my wings to make me sore highest above all. My inspiration…my muse…Meet the Lovely…
Name: Seras Psychotik
Hair Color and Style: Long dark and curly with purple and magenta streaks
Weight: more to love!
Build: Viking lol
Bust Size: DDD
Clothing: Black and purple coffin liner dress
Crew Position: Secretary and Head of The Psychotik Girls
Bands: Cradle of Filth, Dimmu Borgir, Korn, Marilyn Manson, Slipknot, Fear Factory, Lacuna Coil, Shadows Fall, Evanescence, System of A Down, Bush, Nirvana
Movies: The Lost Boys, Candyman, The Legend Of Billie Jean, The Crow, Killer Party, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Ted, Death Proof, Dawn Of The Dead, Alice Sweet Alice
Books: I like horror and mystery. R.L. Stine is an all time favorite, Stephen King, and Joe Hill
Guilty Pleasure: Women and watching others be pleasured
Back Story: I was born Oana Enescu in Alexandria, Romania in the year 1722. I was born with Xeroderma Pigmentosum which is a disease that makes me sensitive to light. I was never allowed outside during the day and any touch of sunlight on my skin burned.When I was 13 a doctor by the name Faustino Vanderheide created a vaccine that would allow people like me, my family, and many others live normal lives. It is called XP23. It began as daily injections but now is yearly. Still, I was different. As my 18th birthday approached and I prepared to set out on my own, I discovered who I truly was. I was told the story of Anton Dracul from Wallachia and how he made a deal with the Four Prince’s of Hell to save his family from starvation. From this deal, the Strigoi were created. Most of you know us as Vampires. Once we reach the age of 25, the same age as Anton when he made the deal, we stop aging and the Thirst begins. The thirst for human blood. The Thirst to destroy humankind. The year is now 2012 and we have a vaccine to help control the blood lust. But the supply is running out…
Meeting Malice: Very interesting story actually…One thing I’ve developed after all of my years is a weakness for Vampires. Don’t know if it’s the pale skin, the mesmerizing eyes, or the insatiable blood lust…they just get me going. Well one particular trip to Earth 187, I was invited to a ball of sorts. To my great pleasure it was a vampire ball…While there I happened across the most rare of beauties…Oana Enescu. Apparently she was as taken away with me as I her. We tried a long dimension relationship for a time…wasn’t working too well. So I proposed she come with me on my travels. She accepted! Boy were her parent’s pissed. Still are in fact! Strigoi can hold one hell of a grudge. Since then we have seen countless things and even have a little bundle of joy, Jazmin Psychotik. Half Strigoi, Half Cheshire Cat….100% fun! OH! And before I forget this story. Most of you may wonder why she goes by Seras Psychotik. Her real name was near inmpossible for me to pronounce properly…it was also a way to stick it to her parents!
Well that’s one down…lot’s to go. Enjoy some pics below! Keep an eye open for more soon!
Until Next Time, My Freaky Darlings,