Today we introduce the last in a 3 series second set of Project-X villains: Lady Tarragon. This is her story:
Known for her elaborate and expensive taste in designer fashion, Lady Tarragon has always had the means to dress to kill. Raised in Beijing by her aristocrat father she was used to living in the lap of luxury but her father had a difficult time handling her. She went through almost a nanny a year, some of whom ran shouting out of their mansion on the banks of the Fuhai Sea some just simply disappeared. She remembers killing one with an iron just because she wanted to know the smell of burning flesh. Another she hung out of her garden window with a fashionably tied scarf around her neck. She was a little off and almost everyone knew it even though her father tried to keep the extent of her psychosis a secret.
At the age of eighteen she was accepted to the prestigious Tsinghua University no one really knows if she was accepted based on her academic achievements or her father’s connections. There she found new ways to kill. The lab was a source of great source of inspiration but she just couldn’t find the one weapon that made her happy. As her body count rose she found that disposing of her victims required a great deal of work, luckily the University had a boiler room. She despised work. After her university career was over and she had obtained a degree in fashion her job prospects her thin. Her father made her enlist in the People’s Liberation Army, tired of always covering up for her psychotic killing sprees,
Lady Tarragon hated the idea. Hated her father for making her go. Hated the world for not acknowledging her fashion forward genius. But she did like to kill and the army offered new ways to do that so she reluctantly went. As luck would have it it turned out that she really liked guns. Within a year she was promoted to sniper. She was good, really good. Top of her class. She had finally found her ultimate killing machine. No muss, no fuss and above that no mess to clean up. She didn’t even have to get within a half of a mile of her next victim. Perfect.
The first person she killed with her new rifle made her smile. The rush of draining the life out of another person made her entire body feel alive. Just seeing a man’s skull explode and knowing she was the cause seemed to cause a sense of euphoria inside her. Time seemed to slow down as she watched the dancing colors of deep red, gold and white cascade out of the man and take to the wind. She imagined they were sacred jewels worthy of being placed in her prized tiara. It became almost like a drug for her. Looking for her next hit and taking it whether it was sanctioned or not she didn’t care she only wanted the rush.
She began a yearlong campaign to satisfy her insatiable need. A random pedestrian here a college student there it really only needed to fill the itch. Each one a new high. Her victims had done her no wrong, she just considered them unnecessary, unfit to be alive and above all beneath herself.
When the army became aware of her penchant for killing they summarily tossed her out and charged her with multiple counts of murder. Facing a death sentence she knew she had to flee but before she left she had one stop left to make, her father’s house.
As she watched her father fall to the floor, blood oozing out of the small hole in his temple she experienced a rush beyond anything she had ever experienced before. She stood over his body smiling and felt that this was only the beginning. Lady Tarragon took a photo of her dead father and tucked it away in her purse. She then drained the family bank accounts and booked passage on a luxury cruise liner out of Hong Kong under a false name bound for New York. There they would acknowledge her fashion genius or die. All of them.
Hope you enjoyed reading that! We’re planning on publishing short stories (and a few videos about the lives of the eight champions and six villains) at least twice a week going forward. We hope this will benefit everyone by learning about the characters while also building up for the eagerly anticipated Project-X announcement. As always, your feedback is precious to us so, please leave a remark here, send us your comments to firstname.lastname@example.org, through our contact us page, or tweet us @essjay_ent.
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