This is my amazonesque, untamed beauty Aspen. She is a nice girl, but don't take her kindness for weakness, because shes not afraid to use those knives. Could you imagine the damage they could inflict? They'd go in easily enough, but once inside, she'd twist them, wrapping your vital organs around them to make sure she got you to feel the maximum amount excruciating pain possible; slicing and splitting them with every subtle movement. Then she would, very forcefully, snatch the knives out along with your innards skewered on them; some still attached and trailing out of your body, profusely gushing and spurting warm, crimson blood into a puddle on the ground before you.(I might draw this!)She's not to be crossed. P.S. Gimme a break on the background. I was just trying to fill up the empty space.