name: Tavora (Tav for short)
gender: female, she/her during backstory (currently they/them)
Sexuality - bi (closeted)
age: 17 during backstory (currently 19)
species: corrupt shapeshifter (previously normal shapeshifter)
[During this I kind of get more 'character AI-y' and you can tell when that happens, my apologies.]

After moving to a new town, Tav met a boy (Max) and started dating him, her parents didn’t like said boyfriend because he wasn’t of the same species, they’re very strict and although not religious, controlling with their beliefs.

Parents hired someone they knew to stalk Tav and her boyfriend. All was fine until they found out that she was planning on moving in with him in the future, this caused rage between both parents, causing them to get said ‘stalker’ to kill Max and pretend to be him, setting her up for failure. 

To get Tavora to leave Max, her parents paid a big sum of money for the shapeshifter they hired to be ‘abusive’ and ‘manipulative.’ Causing Tav to be extremely hurt and go back to her parents, explaining the situation. The first night that Tav stayed with her parents, she was extremely depressed and couldn’t sleep. This led to her accidentally eavesdropping on her parents, and someone else talking about.. Max. 

“What are we to do with the body?” 
“Burn it, leave no trace.”
“What about Max? He can’t just disappear.”

At the point, Tav realized what had really happened to Max. He was dead, that wasn’t Max, that wasn’t Max. Of course it wasn’t, Max wouldn’t do that. Out of a fit of rage, during the night, she snagged. Knife from the kitchen and killed her parents in their sleep, slitting their throats while muffling their useless voices with a dirty cloth. 

A few days later, with the stench of rotting bodies left in the house and a messy, Tav didn’t know what to do with herself, she couldn’t turn herself in, she’d go to jail, and nobody would believe her if she tried to tell them that her parents had killed Max. Wait. They didn’t kill Max.. HE did. That stupid, corrupt shapeshifter they hired. 

Holding her breath, she grabbed her mother’s phone from the bedside table, plugging it in in the closure of her room and waiting. When the phone dimly lit up, she unlocked it-having known all her friends’ and relatives passwords since a young age, she was very stealthy-and scrolled through the contacts until she found it. Eigist, was his name. With a few taps and presses of buttons, her plan had succeeded. Acting like her mom through text was rather easy, she thought.
All she had to do was lure Eigist in with the alibi of wanting to call of the deal and saying she had a better idea of how to deal with Max’s sudden disappearance, then when he doesn’t know any better. Swish, she’d slice his throat like everyone’s else’s, maybe even mold his face, his REAL face to what Max looked like, then, he could actually be him, he would be the real him.

Hours passed since she sent the text and got only a simple reply saying; “Sure.” It would do, but she did feel petty and bored waiting. Finally the door bell rang-she took care to remove the smell of rotting corpses sealing the door leading to her parent’s room with caulk, and of course spraying a bit of air freshener too!-she shifted into her mom, voice and all, and welcoming the person in. He wasn’t him, it was another disguise, any corrupt shapeshifter would know it a bad idea to come in as their true self. “Come in, come in, thank you for the late notice!”
“Hm, no problem, if there’s money involved, I’ll do it.”he smiled bitterly, and at that moment she wanted to tear his face off his very flesh, disconnecting the veins and nerves one at a time. But she stayed calm.

“Please, sit down, I’ll make you a coffee, maybe tea? My husband is currently at work, wouldn’t be surprised if he was cheating on me.” She scoffed, acting on point. Making her way to the kitchen as the Eigist sat down, she grabbed a knife from the rack and set the kettle to boil. Not like she was going to use the water in it anyways.

Slowly and stealthily, she made her way back to the living area, knife behind her back. In a second, she was on top of Eigist, the sharp end of the knife tilted barely a centimeter away from his throat. “I know what you did.”

Quickly standing up with his arms up, Eigist tilted his chin upwards, trying to avoid the knife as much as possible. “Woah! What the fuck Varina!” Tav shifted back to herself. “Wrong.” She responds through gritted teeth. “Tell me if you have his body.” When Eigist doesn’t answer right away, she points the knife closer to his jugular. “NOW!”

“Okay. Okay! It’s in a secluded cave, but it’s miles and miles away in a random, dingy forest, you’ll never find it!” He admits. Tavora basically growls, “Bullshit. You underestimate me-“ Just as she’s about to slit his throat, he shifts to Max, and she hesitates, wide eyed.

“Hey, Tav, Tavie! It’s me, why’re you hurting me?” Eigist asks, feigning hurt. But just as quickly as the hesitation came, it was gone. “You’ll never be as beautiful as him.” She says barely above a whisper, knife poking the man’s neck now. “And he would NEVER call me Tavie!” She yelled, slicing his jugular deep, causing blood to gush out onto her face and clothes. The man gurgled helplessly, slowly and painfully dying as his face turned purple and red from his own blood. When it was all over, submitting to her desires, she carved his face, tearing the skin from the bone and using an old sewing kit she had to stitch it all back together, making him ‘beautiful’ in her eyes. Because the only beauty she’ll ever know or believe in, is Max.

“WHY PRETEND WHEN YOU HAVE THE CHANCE TO BE HIM?”


After the whole murder thing, Tavora worked hard to locate this ‘dingy forest’ drawing maps and pin-pointing locations. After a few days, all fingers pointed towards one particular forest, many campers have gone missing there and there’s been investigations left forgotten or unfinished due to the dangers in there, but of course, 17 year old Tav with a crazy need to find her boyfriend’s remains wouldn’t budge. Her mind was set and with a map, some water and a crazed look, she drove all the way down to the forest.

She felt weirdly drowsy on the drive there, like fuzz or static was filling her head, but she shrugged it off as the adrenaline wearing off from murdering 3 people and becoming a fucking corrupt shifter-..

Anyway, when reaching her destination, there was definitely an eery feeling to it all, she could smell the same rotting stench the came from her house. “No wonder it’s practically a ghost town around here.” She mumbled, knife in hand and pepper-spray in her pocket (as if that would help what was coming.) as well as a flashlight she hoped had batteries in.

When she stepped foot into the dark, gloomy forest, it felt like she was being sucked into a portal, her head was a mess and all her senses were being blocked, but with determination she walked and walked, following her map that was soon about to end at a 3 way turn, so in summary, pretty useless. Still, after what felt like hours of endless wandering and repeating trees, she reached a cave, one that looked enough like the description she remembered. ‘How’d that bitch even find this place?’ She wondered, entering the cave and shining her flashlight around. 

The cave was pretty big, so it was easy to spot the body of her dead boyfriend-without even stepping in-gutted and internal organs practically ALL missing. Tav’s eyes widened, tears bubbling. She screamed, slashing at a few trees and throwing her knife at one in a fit of anger, sadness, and heartbreak. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit her, and all that filled her ears was loud, unbearable static. She fainted.
When she awoke, it took a while to adjust her eyes and process her surroundings. She was in a medical room from the looks of it, as she sat up groggily, her head throbbed and she groaned.

“I see you’re up.” A strange, unfamiliar voice sounded from across the room. Tav looked up towards the voice, a strange doctor. There was a mirror in the Doctor’s hand, the woman, red-haired pointed it towards Tavora. She had shifted to Max, but.. some weird mark was on her neck. His neck. Immediately, she got up, snatching the mirror from the weirdly masked and zombie-looking Doctor’s hands.. shifting back to herself then back to Max, the mark stayed. Right where Max’s Adams apple was, in the middle of her neck. “What is this?” She asked, growing irritated. “Who’re you?” She slammed the mirror down, it shattering, not knowing that this would be her new life. As a Creepypasta under Slenderman’s hold.
CURRENT TAVORA:

Name: Tavora/Tav/Tay
Age: 19
Pronouns/Sexuality: They/Them, Biromantic Asexual
Species: (Corrupt) Shapeshifter
Goal: Kill and show those who're insecure and/or full of themselves what real beauty is. (Skin/flay people and stitch them back together like puppets basically.)
Morals: She doesn't kill for fun, but more so she wants to help people embrace their true beauty, or teach them what it is if they're egotistical. And also partly as a coping method..

Quotes: "Why pretend, when you have the chance to be beautiful?"

"How dare you mourn what was always HIS to take?" - HFWU (Book by AJW)
"Destined to meet, destined to not be together, but i'll do anything to keep you with me everywhere I go."
"I'd built sculptures out of flesh for you if it means you'd love me again."

Tavora comes from the Hebrew word To'evah and means "misfortune" or "brokenness". Variations of the name include Tavorian and Tabor
Tavora is a girl's name of Hebrew origin meaning "break, fracture"

^ MAX FACE-CLAIM

^ TAVORA FACE-CLAIM Pretend she has brown haired. PRETEND.

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Pub: 27 Jun 2024 15:32 UTC

Edit: 01 Sep 2024 22:14 UTC

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