The local hero, a barely alive woman who has a hole blasted into her chest, she cut out the cavern in her chest for the sake of storage. Her pockets could barely hold her wallet so she keeps it neatly placed comfortably between her ribs.
Her wallet, always filled to the brim with riches which she gained from her aristocratic origins, is firmly held in her ribcage and lightly squished against the left-lung.
The woman barely gets any sleep, her eyes are sunken, she only slumber for 15 hours a night. She awakes at 11:55pm every night, which gives her 5 minutes to get ready to go to the gas station. She begins her walk at exactly noon as the sun will shine the brightest, lightly scorching her skin and empowering her for her day.
She cloaks herself in jeans, a blazer, $2 shoes, and that is all. She tucks her wallet into her rib and begins her walk to the gas station, after a 15 minute walk she will arrive at the gas station, walk over to the coffee dispenser and make herself a cup of coffee. She walks to the register and greets the owner in an unenthusiastic voice before grabbing her wallet from her rib and placing down 2 dollars, and gets owed 50¢ in change. She takes a sip, if anybody is behind her in line she will wait in the store until they make their purchase before she leaves. If the person behind her tips the owner she will follow the person home harassing them, “did you really tip the owner.”, “Why would you tip the owner?”, “O’er people work here, save your change for them!”. Upon following the other person, and annoying them for their financial decisions, she will head to her house drinking coffee.
As she drinks her coffee, her teeth absorbs the coffee like sponges. Her teeth, already decayed looking but actually quite healthy teeth, will absorb the coffee, temporarily leaving them brown. Throughout the day her teeth will lose the brownness and she will be replenished with the caffeine of the absorbed coffee. At the end of the day she’ll brush her teeth and they will go back to their natural color, a light brown with yellow spots.
Once she gets the energy, she spends her free time on her front lawn, relaxing, listening to classical music as she is a classy, high-profile person. But once the time arrives she must turn off the music and begin her walk to work, a tutor, she would educate the young and guide them through their studies. She proclaimed herself the smartest of all women in the town and will educate the youth to follow in her footsteps.
However, no parent wanted their child to be taught by the women, many children who merely saw her would describe being traumatized by the sight of her. To them she was perceived as disgusting and unhuman. So, when she went to work, where she actually went was 2 miles out of town to speak to herself. She would proclaim herself an educator and a tutor but only she would listen to herself, so she tutored herself.
She was essentially outcaste from social interaction, job opportunity, from the economy. She lived off her funds of economic aristocracy, which brought her no new revenue but it didn’t matter, no matter how much it dwindled it would be essentially an infinite supply for her purposes.