FlawsUsername + User ID: Ottercola [111526]
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Flaws. Now that's something Eve was or has become all to well aware of about herself. Ever since her parasite attached to her it wouldnt let her forget even if she had wanted to. She definitely wanted to. She was greedy, selfish, self-centered, prideful, the list probably continues but she hates to think on it. Yet if she was going to turn over a new leaf, or at least change in some way, she'd have to face all the problems she'd been running from. All of HER problems that grew and festered deep inside of her. It felt like her stomach was churning and her guts were twisting around in knots. She couldn't remember how long she'd been like this. Probably as long as she could bare to remember. The argument of nurture over nature could clearly be in play here. She hadn't met her real parents, or at the very least couldnt remember a thing about them. She wouldnt be able to tell what sort of nature she might have been inclined to, but teeing how she ended up in the slums under the bustling town life, maybe she was meant to take this path. A rotten path of being dumped in the ditches and left to fend for herself. It left her bitter. Maybe it wasnt their intent to do this to her, but here she was all the same.
Her adoptive mother definitely put in the nurture to make her turn towards her greedy side. She was a grifter and thief just like Eve. Even if not biological, the apple doesnt seem to fall far from the tree, or so they say. While Eve never worked up the amount of charm and seduction her mother seemed to thrive off of, she did learn quite a few tricks of the trade from her. Tricks that would empower her to become the underground boss she was. She was taught to think of herself first. It just had to be that way to get ahead in life. Stepping on a few heads was better than drowning yourself. However Eve could no longer seem to save herself from drowning in her new found shame and lost desires. Mother was tough on young Eve, vigorous training to become as good as her. This didnt cause any hate to fester in young Eve. Tough love had its place she guessed. It did cause her to become cold and wary of strangers. It would set in the amount of distrust she grew to have in others no matter how "close" she would think she was to someone. She kept everyone at arms length. She wouldnt let herself be taken advantage of. Alas this flaw would also leave her quite lonely. She would tell herself it was fine. She preferred it this way, but in he recent days since the parasite...maybe she wasnt.
Her parasite wouldnt let her forget her greed either. It often whispered to her like intrusive thoughts. Ones only she could hear, rattling in her skull and leaving herself unsettled in her skin. It drove impulsive behaviors. No matter her fighting it she knew she wouldnt be able to make her changes easily. Between the creature latched on to her neck and the shame she felt in her heart, it would be an uphill battle to change her ways. She often questioned if she wanted to. She thought she did. Perhaps she could become the new Robin Hood. She could stick to thievery but maybe be some sort of hero to people around her. That's the wish right? But was it her wish? Turmoil seems to have set itself in her heart and in her head.
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