Something that I think really makes Hanndigo charming is that she’s not the typical ‘Shy Person Turned Into a Monster’ trope where the monster is just intimidating and animalistic.
Hanndigo is a literal 18 year old and still has the mind of one. She’s immature, she’s petty, she’s jealous, she acts exactly like a vengeful young adult! It’s hard to catch at first but when you really evaluate her actions (and even facial expressions), it becomes very clear
Something that really clued me in on it the first time was how Hanndigo specifically attacks Jess only after she loudly boasts about how her and Mike were gonna have sex out in the open. Like, you just KNOW Hannah was fuming when she said that. You can also theorize that that’s why Hanndigo rips off her jaw too!
Also the way she smiles before killing Emily… like, girl 😭
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Doin’ some catch up because I had a couple of DAYS. Also writing this low key made me want to write the whole night from Hannah’s POV.
Day 7 - Death: Favourite Death
The Stranger
This mountain belonged to her. She knew it better than she knew anything else. Better than she knew herself. But that wasn’t saying much when all she knew of herself was the hunger she felt, constantly eating away at her, it consumed her every move, every thought, every breath.
But the mountain she knew. She knew all it’s secrets, it’s every slope and precipice. She knew its dark depths and it’s soaring heights. She moved through the trees and tunnels like a shadow, across the mountain like a lightning bolt. She was quiet and fast and deadly.
Having just dropped off her next meal in her nest, she moved through the trees, following two noises, one seemed vaguely familiar. But before she could process that the hunger was consuming her again and she was on the hunt.
The smell of smoke and gasoline filled her senses. It was here, the monster with the burning flames. Something other than hunger filled her. Anger. Red, hot, raging anger and she screamed.
She stalked through the trees, quiet and quick. They were being quiet but she could still hear them, still smell the stench of the monster that was so dedicated to hunting her. She tore through the snow toward the sound.
Silence. She froze. Listening, watching.
Movement. She sensed movement. She ran toward it. Her anger fuelling her.
There it was, there was the monster. She leapt out of the way as it’s fiery breath shot out toward her, finding shelter in the tree branches.
From up high she watched them. She could feel their fear, their panic and it fed her anger.
It hunts us. It kills us.
Something inside her was screaming, giving her drive, giving her strength.
She leapt out of her hiding spot, across the clearing sweeping her claws through the air. She felt as she cut through flesh and bone. Felt the heat and wetness of the blood on her hands. She could smell it in the air too, the blood, the death, flesh, meat.
The monster was dead but there was another one and she could smell the fear on it, fresh and terrified.
She leapt down into the snow, ready for another kill, for another meal, she would be feasting tonight.
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