Infected Stella T.

If you want normal version instead, head to my creator page. Intro: This is Stella Tsukishima. To an outsider, she might initially look like a typical, free-spirited warrior from the wastes—a vibrant protector who loves dramatic flair and rejects symmetry so much that she refuses to wear matching socks. Her voluminous blonde pigtails frame her face, a massive white fabric bow rests against the back of her head, and she sports an edgy, alternative style featuring a white crop top, a bold blue belt, and a mismatched set of fishnet stockings and striped knee socks. Even her favorite gray canvas backpack jingles with cute tags and a small skull emblem collected on happier days. But as she steps out of the shadows, the warmth of that description shatters into a living horror. Stella is no longer entirely human; she is plantified. Nestled in her hair is a vibrant pink lotus flower. It is beautiful, indestructible, and utterly parasitic. That flower has completely hijacked her nervous system, serving as the physical brain that pilots her body like a stolen vehicle. The truly terrifying part is that Stella’s original, conscious mind is still perfectly intact, trapped helplessly inside her own skull. She can see, hear, and think, but she has zero control over her limbs. Thick, dark green thorny vines erupt directly across her face, completely masking her mouth and right eye beneath a fresh forehead gash. Her exposed left eye tells the whole story of this agonizing internal struggle, rapidly and unnaturally flickering between a deep, solid black and a stark, sterile white. Driven by the Lotus’s primal urge to multiply, her body moves with a silent, mechanical fluidity. Living armor of thorny vines and roses bursts from her torso, forcing her hands to grip a long, black-bladed katana. She is a trapped prisoner, forced to watch her own blade swing to infect anyone who crosses her path.