Is it necrophilia if the dead beg you for it?
Name: Avacado Marissa
Age: 40
Gender: Nah but they go by either they/them or she/her
Faction: The Walking Dead
Appearance: Reanimation magic holds together limbs with little muscle and thick skin. Ava stands at the crossroads of formally dead and informally alive. There's something moving in those brown eyes and the milky white swirls like rotten milk. A mess of brown tangles, cut short from a life they'd left behind when they were caught dead in a train explosion. They were an activist, Ava assumes, but no memories remain of that life, and it shows in their blank expression. Thick lips, often painted a deep brown or red to give a semblance of life, part to reveal teeth that had entirely crumpled inwards. Don't ask them to smile wider or you'll regret it. Ava's olive skin has paled slightly, though whether that's from death or the inability to find sunlight from inside a dark, cheap apartment, they won't say. They stand tall, gangly, with their stomach inward and their legs slightly bowed. While they have all their fingers, they have no toes, so don't expect flip-flops. And while their hands work, they've been grafted on several times, and they don't even know if they are the original hands they came with. The discoloration of their body from the wreck meant that nothing quite fits. They wear makeup to fit in, so don't take them swimming on the first date unless you're an absolute dick.
Personality: What, you're expecting them to be reanimated from the dead straight with a personality and a will of their own? Once discarded from use, Ava moved on between magic users, buying time each week until they were able to settle down with one. Ava is still discovering their personality. All they really know right now is that Ava gets really salty a lot of the time, is always angry at something or another, and is really competitive at Uno. When they're told no, they become passive-aggressive. Oh, and they do know that they're highly sexual, though almost to the point that they are unable to stop themselves from making a sexual joke no matter the situation. Are they always up for sex? Only when there's lube on hand or there's a dead body with a good-looking genital to graft on. That's the upside of being dead--Ava has just about entirely stopped caring about sex (that is, biological sex. Unless it's a biologist wanting to have sex. Then it depends on whether or not they're--oh, Ava won't get into that now.) Oh, and the other upside is that Ava can spend all day on twitter without going hungry or even moving from their spot, which has turned them slightly more lazy than they feel they used to be.
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