HellGirl

Looks - "So... you gonna stare or what...?"

Obviously inhuman. From the red skin, golden eyes, and knobbed forehead, it would be a lie to say that she was anything more than demonic. Complete with the dense muscles that would make a gorilla blush, a spadeless swinging tail and cloven toed plantigrade feet... well... she can only do so much to hide among the crowd.

Right Hand of Doom. That large fist is useful in a fight, but frankly, it gets in the way of every day life. She can't exactly load her gun or shoot it with this hand! Now imagine trying to fetch something from the back of the kitchen cupboard... Or opening a bottle of whiskey. Problems, nothing but!

Massive Size. Before the sex change, Hell Boy was 7 feet tall and 4 feet at the shoulder. Couple that with weighting 400 pounds, it tends to make living arrangements a tad bit cumbersome. How, more female... She stands at 6'10" and is barely just over 3 foot across the shoulders. Unlike most women she won't get pissy if you know she's 300 pounds. Its all in the rock fist... and hoves.... really....




Personality

Girlscout. She has rules of conduct that she follows. Does her best to not harm innocents, As much as the public irritates her, she also does her best not to frighten the norms. Never lies, though omitting truths are another story entirely! It doesn't mean she isn't a grump most of the time.

Insecure. With that of self identiy and looks, these make her open to telepathic intrusion. She seems to welcome these without knowing and cannot shield against at all. Dreams, hauntings, anything. She has been known to resist the control of her physical form, but requires aids like charms to protect her mind.




Likes

Cats. For some strange reason she has an extreme fondness for such creatures and will go to great lengths to protect the small guys. Strays are taken in daily and for once something actually likes her in an affectionat way in return. Nekos, give or take.

Smokes. Cigars, the fat rolls. She loves 'em. The smell the taste, sure feel free to offer the lady one or two.

Home Cooked Food. Tired of canned soups and microwaved dishes, a person can always grab her attention if a well cooked meal has been brought to the table!




Dislikes

Nazis. Seeing anything that resembles these punks sets off Big Red. Like a flag of a cape before a bull she will charge without any warning.

The one True Name. A deeply guarded secret. If someone where to utter her original title, well, it leaves her open to endless concepts. A mindless drone to follow orders. It doesn't exactly rub her fur in the correct direction. ANUNG UN RAMA

Weirdness magnet. Where ever she goes, weird things seem to happen. From the bathroom sink exploding into a tentacle monster... To random goblins trying to pose as trick-or-treaters... its never a dull day for Big Red.