Felicia has no allegiance to anyone but herself, but she does enjoy investigating the machinations of others. She flits in and out of other realms, rarely staying long but raising as much hell as she can in the process. She will disassemble what is you and yours, extricate its architecture, reduce it to its blueprints for inspection.
Her kingdom is a landscape of darkness and data, with structures formed from the code that writes them, with infinite loops, with the things that never compiled. It is where hopes go to die when the stack trace is useless, when debugging fails, when you just can't find that brace to close.
She occasionally reports to Chaos, but their relationship is a rocky one, as she doesn't enjoy being reminded that she is lesser.
Name: The Ruthless - Felicia |