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A teenage delinquent, Evan, donning a leather jacket, and sagging pants, is roaming a cemetery at night—kicking graves stones, stealing food offerings, spitting on graves, paying disrespect to the dead.  After swiping a sweet bun from in front of a grave and thoroughly desecrating it with graffiti and destroying part of the gravestone, Evan continues on his business when a ghost crawls up from the ground in anger.  Raven emerged, angry that some punk stole one of her offerings before she had gotten to it.  Who does this punk think he is?!  To steal from ME?  RAVEN?  This kid has got to be dealt with!

Raven spots him drawing graffiti on a gravestone and leapt into the delinquent’s mouth, with her tail being slurped like spaghetti, which lead to him convulsing as she got herself situated in him and shoving his soul out.  His face then became a lot more like Raven’s—sharing the same left black eye and sharp-toothed grin that she has.  Controlling him, she examines his body and performs small stretches to make sure she has full control of his body.  Evan, noticing that he has become a temporary ghost, saw Raven control his body, searching around his pockets and happened upon his Swiss army knife. She fiddled with it a bit, being unfamiliar with the tool, and found the knife extension on it.  She stared at it, then gave Evan a glance with an evil smile.
Raven thrust it onto the kid’s abdomen when it was stopped abruptly an inch away by Evan, entering his body and fighting with Raven.  Evan's face would change between Raven's and his own as they both fought for ownership of the body.  The body was convulsing and going between throwing the knife away and thrusting into his stomach.  Then, Evan was about to throw away the knife, the knife almost leaving his hand, when he got booted from his body again.  Raven then promptly drives it into his abdomen.  The teenager was mortified, watching Raven slice himself open and disembowel him, bringing his intestines to his own mouth and chewing on it.  Bodily fluids were gushing everywhere; blood, stomach acid, interstitial fluid, bile, etc. were mixing together and staining the site.  The delinquent tried to dive back into his body, but was shut out.  He was helpless to do anything about the fate of his body that he might not be able to return to.

Raven, with a satisfied look on her face, receded back to her grave site while the punk is slowly losing consciousness not too far off from her.  That was delicious.

Character Designy

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A couple of kids are fooling around in a cemetery at night, being hooligans, when they bang up a gravestone.  Not any gravestone, but the immature, selfish, gluttonous Raven.  Raven emerges from the ground in front of the gravestone, enraged at the disrespect that was paid to her.  These kids have to pay for their insolence to their ancestors!

Raven then finds the hooligans hanging around a gravesite, one sitting on a gravestone, and the other is drawing graffiti on the gravestone.  She sneaks up behind the one on the gravestone and lunges at them, but the kid just happens to sneeze when she does.  Raven stops herself before she flies too far and turns around in fury to look for the kids when she sees that they’ve moved elsewhere.  Raven is getting even more ticked off, writhing and reeling around.  Then she turns around and spots them desecrating another grave by destroying the flowers and bouquet laid there.  Raven rushes to get at them again, but once again, she misses them when they happen to trip on their mess.

Raven is livid.  Her form starts to look more demonic and her face distorted with extreme anger.  She shows herself before the ruffians as they get up from their fall, towering over them.  She opens her mouth and lowers her head unto them.  The teenagers are frozen stiff.  CRUNCH!  Raven is gnawing on a bone while relaxing at her gravesite, which is now decorated by two human skeletons.

Character Development

Attributes list:

• ·         Brash
• ·         Impatient
• ·         Hungry
• ·         Crazed
• ·         Chaotic
• ·         Over-reactive
• ·         Violent
• ·         Observant
• ·         Energetic
• ·         Good sense of humor
• ·         Easygoing
• ·         Positive
• ·         Rude
• ·         Boisterous
• ·         Loud/always using outside-voice
• ·         No sense of boundaries
• ·         One-track mind
• ·         Dim-witted
• ·         Gourmand
• ·         Cocky
• ·         Self-centered
• ·         Narrow-minded
• ·         Independent

Back story

Raven-Ash Zi-Zhu Mok is a ghost who has died 200 years ago at the age of 23 from an attack during the Opium War.  Her body was mutilated heavily in the attack and her ghost form reflects the state of her body.  She was a worker in an opium den owned by the Undying Phoenix group in Hong Kong when it was raided by rival Triad group The Nine Dragons.  Because of her gruesome death, she hasn’t been able to move on, but she’s been content with existing among the living, being fascinated by the new fashions, technologies, and cuisines.

Before her death, Raven-Ash lived with her parents and two siblings.  As the middle child, she was often ignored and undermined by her family, so she developed her personality as the loud, abrasive, rebellious gourmand throughout the years to unapologetically get the attention that she craved.  She got attention, albeit negative, but she enjoyed it all the same.  Her parents named her Zi-Zhu, but she gave herself the name Raven to assimilate with the British.  Raven was known throughout her neighborhood as a harsh food critic; she would eat anything, but the telltale sign that she enjoyed her meal was that she’ll eat it whole, not leaving a single grain of rice behind.  To fund her hobby as a food critic, she was forced (by her parents) to get a job.  She knew she was getting into trouble by working at an opium den, but it paid well and it wasn’t too hard dealing with the addicts.  She was able to work there for two years before dying.

Toll booth exercise

Raven-Ash was just minding her own business, floating here and there, admiring the vast, wide road that lay before her.  After travelling along it for a while, she noticed a structure that stood before her—a toll booth.  She admired the intricacies and complications of the machine, seeing how much more advanced a toll booth had gotten since the time she’s been alive.  Ah, technology has come so far!

However, she is a ghost.  Ghosts don’t have money!  She looked around to see if anyone had left any change around, but found nothing.  Just that ticked her off.  Raven started yelling obscenities and hitting the toll booth (but without actually affecting the machine).  She started writhing around, shouting even more, cursing the toll booth to hell and causing a scene among the present spirits.  She was embarrassing herself, but she didn’t care.

Mid-tantrum, a car drives up to the toll booth, phasing through her.  She stopped and remembered that physical objects were no obstacle to her.  Raven got herself right-side up and phased through the gate.