I know peeps have been asking for a little more info on Bells. I have some of it here; I'll try to update this as I get more written down.
A quick trigger warning, I'll have them listed in the tags. I'm doing this on mobile so if it looks jank af, I can fix it when I get home.
Bells wasn't always twisted. She used to be a cute little girl, the perfect little doll for her mother. She was the example, immortalized to prove that perfect dolls, perfect creatures do exist. Her mother sought out those like herself to see what had to be done to keep her perfect specimen perfect. To be paraded, as mother dearest needed to show all the others that she had only the best. She sought various sources, promising riches as Mother knew that her darling would make to give to her; Bells doesn’t know which one had succeeded or if what she began to experience was a failure, a curse.
Things took a turn as Bells began to grow up. The doll clothes weren't fitting and Mother didn’t want to believe this. Bells wasn't growing the way the perfect doll needed to, so her mother decided to lock her away, chained until she could give enough to be perfect again. For a while, she gave it all, gave so much to win the affection, any warmth back. Screaming until her throat bled, to deaf ears. She started growing misshapen, with claws and sharp teeth, much taller than anticipated. She would shave off her teeth and try to cut the fingers back to normal but nothing worked, which displeased her mother. Covered in blood, all the mother saw was imperfection; Bells didn't give it all, didn't try hard enough. Some rare days, Mother would unshackle her to try to parade her around again; breaking Bells’ fingers,bones, and soul until they had some semblance of normality.
“Why can’t you just do what I tell you?” Mother would say. “You make me look so bad to others and I have to lie for you so you look normal. I brought you into this world and I can just as quickly take you out of it. So look good for Mother, won’t you?”
So, one day, she tries to give her heart, by ripping through her flesh, hoping that this last act (what she had thought would kill her) would be enough. It wasn't, as she figured out, waking up laying in a pool of her own coagulating blood, heart still firmly gripped in her hand, chains still attached at the wrists. She would try again and again to rip out whatever she could, to carve her body just to see if the perfect thing was underneath. Her hunger for affection became a hunger to feel anything other than pain (the pain just became homely at this point).
She finally broke through her chains while her mother wasn't looking.
Confronting her mother gave her an epiphany; that feeling for this woman was to feel nothing at all. So she murdered her, pulverized her to the point of unrecognizability. It gave her all the emotions in that brief time. She ran, ran far away before that creature (her mother) could come back. She realized how good that the blood tasted, she would still carve out of herself to see it. But she always vowed to hunt down those who made people feel insignificant or wrong for being alive, as those were the ones whose blood tasted the sweetest. She moved from place to place, to avoid detection from the police or her mother(who bells doesn't know if her mother could come back like she can). It gets very lonely so anyone who actually gets to know her, she gets VERY fiercely protective of, but also she gives and gives to them (selfless to be selfish, give all of herself to make herself feel).
-She does regenerate body parts, HOWEVER it's not immediate. she will lose consciousness if it's bad enough and there will be scars left behind. Her chest area has a huge dark color to it, with scars sort of forming a spiral in the middle.
-Edit 1: she can shapeshift with a catch (height fluctuates, can change her genitalia if she wishes, anything MORE monsterous wont cause a reaction to any organs but any attempts to look normal is weakening and she can't bear it at all, her body will go into convulsions and she'll throw up blood.)
-Edit 2: She has taken her insides out so many times that they don't really go where they should anymore. She had a slight chuckle when she pulled out a kidney instead of her heart once. Performing surgery on her would be an absolute nightmare (for everyone else, she likes the precision of a scalpel);it's an extremely rare occurrence, usually because she has to skip town immediately after. Her blood looks normal at first but over time, it leaves a dark black stain that smells like formaldehyde and burnt hair.
-She doesn't necessarily need to eat but if she doesn't have blood or gore or anything for far too long, she'll get sick to her stomach and puke (which can range from just liquid to live maggots)
