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Character Name: Faith
Journal: hungryanhorny
Age: 24
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Canon Point: S8, Volume 1 – after killing the vampire children, but before meeting up with Giles
Debt:

Class A: 107 years
1 year – killed her first vampire
1 year – killed Kakistos
1 year– ghost-killing (Exorcism of Artemia’s ghost – sending it to the afterlife.)
1 year – killed Allen Finch, deputy mayor
1 year – killed lester worth
100 years – random vampires and demons killed over time (Although she wasn’t nearly as active a slayer as Buffy, she did have some months of activity before and after meeting Buffy, and after the last battle.)
1 year – killed a demon to steal a book
1 year – betrayed Buffy and co to work for the mayor
Class B: 14 years, six months
6 months – attacked kids in defense of best friend Tommy
6 months – snuck into a concert
6 months – stole a child’s Gameboy
6 months – beat up the man who was paying for her mother’s prostitution
2 years – ate various stolen meals (unknowingly)
6 months – beat up a drug dealer to save a woman
6 months – snuck into her watcher’s room to read her diary
6 months – kidnapped Buffy’s mother, Joyce
6 months – assaulted Kakistos with a silver knife
6 months – stole Buffy’s body
6 months – beat upon her own body
6 months – hospitalized a man and stole his wallet
6 months – assaulted Wesley’s shower
6 months – broke out of jail
6 months – took down a woman in jail who was trying to kill her
6 months – tortured Wesley
6 months – kidnapped buffy for torture (only to find out Angel and Buffy had tricked her)
4 years – various assaults when on the run form Sunnydaleand police.
6 months – attacked a lawyer to make a point.

Class C: Total of Class C crimes here
1 month – Run away (she left her foster parents behind.)

• Runaway.

GRAND TOTAL: 121 years, 7 months

Canon Character Section:

History: here

Personality:
Faith tends toward the wild side, particularly in her fights – she doesn’t like to over think things as a rule. It isn’t that she’s stupid – or that she’s incapable of planning ahead – but she likes to lose herself in whatever she’s doing. To fight with what often comes down to reckless abandon.

This was even more pronounced when she first came to Sunnydale– throwing herself into battles without care of the outcome, just for the rush of winning, and the ability to forget everything else. Her dead alcoholic of a mother, her jailed– more physically abusive father – and of course the brutal death of her watcher, who was literally ripped in half in front of her. But the day she accidentally killed a human being changed things. At first, she tried to tell herself that she felt no guilt – that she was simply a bad person, same as everyone had always told her, and that was all there was to it. That as a slayer, a warrior, no one could stop her anyhow – she was above all of it.

This was a path that had started long before she came to Sunnydale in truth; a rapid succession of events back in Boston had started the path; beginning when she was abandoned by her friend Tommy – who feared she was turning into a violent bully (not knowing her rages were in fact the result of her being possessed by an ancient slayer.) Continuing when her negligent mother turned hooker was revealed to be dead; and when her father – thought to be dead – was revealed not only to be alive, but in jail for murder… and her memories of the man’s abuses re-awoken.

A small series of betrayals by her love interests worked to propel her down a darker path – the kleptomaniac who first suggested she should help herself to stealing; the drummer who was still sleeping with his dead girlfriend, through mental projections, even as he tried to date Faith. What truly started to break Faith, though, was the death of her watcher. The vicious evisceration of the only person who had ever bothered to believe in her – and the feeling that she couldn’t even stick around without being blamed for the murder – propelled Faith to the edge.

Faith left Boston – though not before punching out the man who had pimped out her mother; it was the look of horror on the face of the woman Faith had tried to save that first made Faith wonder if she was a monster – if people could just look at her, and see it; that – along with Kakistos’s constant chase of her- was what started her down her path. The accidental killing of the deputy mayor, paired with jealousy over Buffy’s seemingly perfect life, were simply what catapulted her over the edge; convinced her that she was a monster, and she should act accordingly

Still, with help from Angel - a practical expert in the quest for redemption - she was eventually able to break through and come to terms with the guilt she honestly felt for what she had done; although not before murdering an innocent, betraying Buffy’s trust entirely, getting put into a coma, and wreaking havoc down the countryside on her way to LA.

Still, with his help, she was able to accepted that that she wasn’t simply bad by nature; that, like any other human being, she was responsible for her actions. For the first time, she allowed herself to feel the full guilt for what she had done.

As part of her attempt for redemption, she willingly went to prison for a time, treating it as a stabilizing experience – three square meals a day, only the very occasional (stupid) person trying to kill her… yet when she found out Angel needed her help, she broke free from the prison with ease, proving she could have done so at any time. More than that, she proved herself willing to drop her passive attempts at redemption, and take a more active role – helping Angel to avert the apocalypse (by restoring his soul), and then heading into battle besides Buffy, her old time rival, friend, and occasional arch nemesis - and taking a more direct hand in saving the world.

Since that time, she has paid more attention to her surroundings in a fight – in the comics, she actually stops another girl from making the same mistake she did. She recognizes consequences – as seen by her going to jail – and she tries to make up for things that go wrong on her watch.

Faith is still relatively laid back, preferring a night at the clubs to prowling the streets, but when lives are on the line she won’t run from her responsibilities, or turn her back on those who depend on her. She’s loyal to those who believed in her and to some extent those she has wronged – again, determined to make up for what she had done and prove that it’s possible to come back.

Her search for repentance sometimes takes her to dark places, however. After fighting the First Evil, Faith started taking it on herself to perform what others wouldn’t touch. When she was asked to take care of children, she leapt to say yes – despite inferior living conditions indicating she was already struggling to make ends meet; and when she found out that those children were vampires, and “take care of” referred to slaying them, she took care of that too. She was angry at the necessity; she seemed angry at the necessity – it undoubtedly brought back fears that there was something simply wrong with her. But she did it, because in her mind someone had to – and no one else would. In this, and in most things, Faith doesn’t hesitate; for all her wildness, she’s has a stubborn streak – she is determined to get things done.



Regardless of that determination, however, Faith tends to lack confidence in herself as a Slayer. Everyone always views Buffy as the real deal – and while they call Faith Slayer still, she’s always the one who went rogue. Further, as much as she wants to be the special one, she’s also scared of that responsibility and belief. When there’s someone else who can take up leadership, she much prefers them to do it – because while she’s learned that she’s capable of taking charge, from a brief stint leading the slayers, she doesn’t really trust herself with that any more than she does with her strength; to quote something she says in the later comics, she isn’t sure she’s strong enough to be that strong.


Finally, I want to quickly review the basics of what makes Faith Faith – it’s the lack of trust she has in herself, mixed with the determination to prove herself anyway. Her mother was abusive, and her father was a murderer – who Faith grew up thinking had died. Everyone who cared about Faith was quickly killed, and those left ignored her, mistrusted her, or attempted to use her – with the sociopathic mayor being the closest thing she had to a father figure. Since he used her for murder and mayhem, he mostly added to the problems.

The thing about Faith, though, is that she seems determined to prove them wrong – even herself – in order to prove the few people who’ve believed in her correct. Her recklessness is a mixture of upbringing – no one taught her much in the way of responsibility – and the desire to run from her past. Her fear of commitment is the result of being disappointed so many times, and her fear of responsibilities she isn’t sure she can truly handle. But her determination, her struggle to make up for things, and her willingness to help others all work in counterpoint of that, driven by a internal core of strength that emerged when Angel refused to simply kill her as a bad person, which allow her to face up to the responsibilities she can’t afford to flee from. In that struggle is born the nuances of her personality described above.


Powers/Abilties: A
Visible abilities: Enhanced strength, speed, agility, reflexes, resilience and healing.
At their best, Slayers are known to bend open prison cell bars, dodge bullets, and get hit by trucks only to get up and run off as if nothing had happened at all. Faith in particular once jumped through bullet proof prison glass as if it were made of paper.

Their ability withstand injuries is somewhat limited to things where the force is spread out - punches and trucks phase them little, but a knife or arrow goes through Faith the same as anyone.

Less tangible (and often not mentioned): increased senses (honed with some practice), and the ability to sense nearby demons.

It is worth noting that Faith has had less practice then Buffy, and as such is not always going to be capable of the more advanced slayer tricks, outside of natural instinct.

Dreams - Slayers will occasionally have prophetic dreams (though Faith has never mentioned one of her own), and will often dream of past slayers, particularly their deaths. Some may also appear in each other's dreams - The First Slayer appeared to Buffy several times, as did Faith during her coma.

Hinted-at abilities: Slayers seem to have a natural ability to lead, with others automatically deferring to them. (If this is an ability, it seems strongest for those called naturally, rather than with the scythe - while the scythe-called slayers were able to get along naturally with one another, Buffy and Faith always felt withdrawn. This could just be a side effect of being "chosen" however, or simply confidence in their own powers.)

Slayers grow in strength greatly whenever angry or upset.

Slayers have a better immune system - rarely getting sick - and require less sleep than the average human.

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Samples:

Actionspam Sample:
One example I wrote:

Shit. [Faith combs a hand through her hair, wishing she hadn’t been quite so eager to drive that stake into the wall – maybe if she’d held onto it a little tighter… She dumped that track of thought, not willing to focus on what if’s when she still needed to get her bearings.]

Someone want to tell me who’s fool idea it was to catch a slayer? ‘Cause I gotta say, historically? You can send me back before or after I rearrange your face. [Not that she and Cleveland were exactly clicking, but… she wanted to choose her destination.]

Not that I mind giving a little plastic surgery or anything; but I kind of had plans. So either take it up with me direct or blow off, alright?

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Prose Sample:

Faith drew her back, striking out at the new threat – feeling flesh smack into flesh, while inwardly cursing. She wasn’t as strong as she was supposed to be – or else they were a lot stronger than they looked. She didn’t know what to make of that.

There had been times in the past she hadn’t been sure she wanted all her power, sure – times she wondered whether she had what it took to handle them; but not having them when she needed them… She ducked a blow, coming up with her elbow to smash it into the toothy grin of the nearest creature. It wasn’t the right time for thoughts like that – this wasn’t the time for thinking. It was time for combat.

If there was one thing Faith knew, it was fighting – how to hurt, how to get hurt, and how to hold it together when everything else was falling apart, one stroke to the next. Knee lifting high, she kicked out at the next creature, ducking down as she drove forward in a straight forward – but powerful – tackle. Slayer memories, knowledge beaten into her by every kid in the neighborhood… she put it into her punch, instinct more than thought now driving her as she took a hit to the ribs, so that she could grab the beasts hand and pull.

She wasn’t as strong as she was used to, though; she wasn’t healing as fast. The wounds were building – each one slowing her, driving her towards the ground, towards death. If it kept up she was going to lose. She was going to lose.

But she punched out anyhow, forgetting that and all the rest as she spun out for another kick, on a creature getting too close. It was a battle, not a school – and in a battle, Faith knew just one thing. She was going to win, and they were going to lose.

Again, she ducked a blow, feeling it rush by her hair, as something sharp cut across her ribs, opening up skin to let blood dribble out. She gritted her teeth, charging at a creature’s legs and ignoring the flow of blood as she made an opening for herself, tossing the creature back in amidst the rest before standing her ground again. If she ran, they would catch her. If she stood, she had a chance.

Adjusting her stance, she felt the ground beneath her feet – felt the power of her muscles as they flexed. She wished they would hurry up – rather than stalling, or trying to make her feel fear. But she didn’t need to wait long, before the creatures came on her – flashing claws against her fleshy fists, bones crunching as the blades cut into her, their howls reaching her ears and making her legs shake. The blood pouring from her skin, as she felt sting after sting.

“That all you got?” she panted, pressing back.

That was before she felt the blade burs through her stomach; the shock of cold as the warm blood trickled down her waist. “Shit,” she whispered, wavering. Taking a deep breath. And punching the nearest creature in the face.

Their weight was still holding her up, at least; and if she was going to go down, she was going to do it swinging. “That… all you got? Dogs?” she repeated.

The struggle never ended; just because you’d given all you got didn’t mean everything was magically better; just because you tried didn’t mean you could make up for what you had done; all you could do was keep on swinging; even when everything else stopped; and dam If that wasn’t what Faith intended.