Beatriz Benzene - Tumblr Posts
Finally made a lakesona!
Wooooooo!
Her name is Beatriz Benzene and I have a nice story planned for her for me to post the next few weeks.
Tiny cave, Big requests.
She knew it would happen, as a young potion maker, she knew it was only a matter of time until some centuries old creature came for her services, still, it was a surprise when a giant crocodile, with unnatural blonde hair, The Cuca herself, came trough the door and took Bea with her, locking the young lady in a cave.
Now Beatriz was stuck, and her only way out was a recipe, Cuca gave her a sheet of paper, with the instrunctions to a dangerous recipe, that allowed it's user to explore other's memories, and Bea would have to make it ...
The first steps
Continuing Bea's story
Bea looked around, lifting the paper with shaky hands, she could read the ingredients list clearly, they would be all easy to get if not for the giant creature blocking the door, restraining her to only a small room to find her stuff.
The list was short, a few tears, a lock of red hair, a handfull of strange looking berries and what seemed to be a pair of claws of some wild animal. She looked around carefully, scanning the small room. The walls were made of stone, like a cave wall, only having one small window, opposite to the door, the view was of a deep forest, the little bit of visible sky bringing the light of the stairs. Bea turned and saw a cupboard, a piece of rope on top of it. To the other side, there was a small table with a few cups and spoons, maybe she could use that.
The first two ingredients where the easiest, among the spoons she easily found a small steak knife, which she used to messily cut a lock of her ginger hair, "that might do it" is what she whispered under her breath, preparing for her next action, she stabbed in to her own hand, not a deep cut, but enough to hurt, bringing her the tears that she made sure get in a little cup before wrapping her bleeding hand in her apron.
Beatriz walked back to the cupboard and started looking around a little, she managed to find a nail filer that she soon pocketed, and while looking at the very bottom, she saw something looking back at her, "what?... What is this?..." She asked, picking it up, it was a pot, full of similar berries to the ones in the recipe, but they seemed odd, like small eyes looking into her soul.
"What are these… Gua... guaraná…- she read on the side of the pot, not recognizing the name. She put the fruits on the table, thinking on what to do, "Do they need to be like that… all… open? Or do they close those eyes?" She asked herself before turning around, she could swear one blinked.
Now she only needed one last thing, a pair of claws… they would be hard, but she needed the potion to get out…
Yay I have no idea what year my stuff is set!
thought it'd be cute to do a Paradox Card for tommy except i can hardly find shit on middle-class gilded age occupations. not like thats stopping me from posting it ig
Little art of Bea B.!!
Wandering trough the lake ~~
Soo... Uh, I finally made some time decisions, here is Bea's timeline :D
Fun fact, this is like, the first full reference sheet i made :D
Anyways, here is my girl Bea B. Now with proper full appearence and her little enlightened self, a macaw!!