Coventina was born blessed with model like looks..she never went through the ugly duckling phase or the awkward teen phase…it just happened to be her gift in life and one she takes full advantage of. She grew up in the back allies and slums of Elizabeth, New Jersey; where her mother was a hooker and crack head and her dad..well he was dead by the time she was 6 months old so in her mind she never had one. Her "Daddy" issues cause a fair amount of strife in her life and tend to lead to bad decisions. With her mother as her sole role-model, Coventina began to walk the streets to sell her body and soul for her next fix by the time she was 15. Her vice luckily or unluckily as one might see it was not drugs like her dear junkie momma…but being abused and used by men…she craved to be hit, spanked, yelled at or degraded in whatever chosen method. One night she was walking her route on Spring Street looking for her next trick and up rolled a slick sports car, the driver squealed to a stop, rolled down his window and in a commanding voice ordered her in the car. She bend down to check him out, he was an older gentlemen, well most were because she had barely just turned 18. He barked orders at her again to get in the car and she did just that without even speaking a word. He whisked her away from the hell of NJ but during their long road trip he beat her beyond anything she ever experienced before, took her to be the victim in a few (she honestly lost count) gang-bang "films" and started forcing coke up her nose to keep her calm. The trip ended abruptly outside of Hathian…where he beat her so hard after a fight she lost consciousness and he left her for dead. She now finds herself penniless, stranded and so fucked up...she has been wandering the streets of Hathian now for about 4 days and has never felt so lost in her life.

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OOC: I use to play at the Crack Den a long long long time ago and I have returned, looking forward to meeting everyone and getting in to the mix of things. Back then I use to be an aggressor and well a bitch, this time going for a different angle. I plan on using this space to keep an ongoing journal.