Lucy

Pronouns: she/her
Name origin: Lucifer. She embraces the way she feels others have demonized her. They left her no other recourse.
Subjective age: 28
Favorite color: Red-orange, with a second-favorite of jade
Favorite animal: Hellhound
Strengths: Stubborn, strong-willed, clever, mature, resilient
Weaknesses: Arrogant, bossy, snarky
Holds traumatic memories: Not anymore
Holds stress response: Fight
Holds shameful behavior: Overeating, anger, vore kink (as pred)
Holds learned skills: Taekwondo, eskrima, action games
Copes with shame: By reveling in it
Copes with fear: By spitting in its face
Copes with grief: By forging ahead toward a brighter future
Darkest thought: That it would be fun to torture and cannibalize our abuser (but she would never actually do it)
Formative belief: I refuse to let things keep going like this. We're going to heal and we're going to do it right.

Lucy used to be Lucy-α. She left behind Oliver because we couldn't help her with him. We wondered where her sudden strength had come from. We thought she had magically healed without us. No, she simply saw a need in our system, and in order to fill it, she did what we always do, and compartmentalized. Even so, make no mistake: this was a victory.

Are you sure? You seem a little bit... flat now.

It's called growing up, Kate. Seems I'm the only one that did. If that uniquely qualifies me to take care of you bunch of babies, then so be it, I'll take the job.

Relations

Lucy-α: Lucy-α was Lucy's prior self. Lucy doesn't miss being that person. Not one bit. Good riddance, she says. And yet, when I repeat it, she says, hey, don't be so cruel, you're the one who did this to her. Um, okay, but I was literally just saying what you told me to say?
Penelope: Penelope is a lesser prior self to Lucy. She is also Lucy's daughter and her pride and joy. Though Lucy is self-admittedly not good with kids, and it does piss her off when Penelope is mean to Oliver.
Anabelle: If they exist, she feels the exact same way about them as she does about Penelope, because she doesn't know the difference.
Daisy: Daisy is Lucy's boyfriend. He was formerly her frequent bullying victim, but she was just playing with him, so she stopped when she realized he was actually not okay. She thinks he's cute, and sweet, and also an incompetent moron who should never get to control our eating habits ever again.
May: If they exist, she has mixed feelings. She kind of wants to be their adoptive mother, but also, they're a version of Daisy, so that would be weird. Anyway, she's protective of them. If they exist.
Oliver: Oliver is a lesser prior self to Lucy—Hey, don't call him lesser! What I mean is that Oliver is a very important former part of Lucy, from when she was Lucy-α. The only way he's "lesser" is that Lucy is moreso a continuation of Lucy-α than Oliver is. I'm telling you, that's not true. Oliver is every bit as much Lucy-α as I am. Why do you think it literally broke me to leave him behind!? Okay. What she said. Anyway she considers him a son—I don't consider him my son, he is my son. He's a kid and he came out of me. That's what that word means, you goddamn idiot. Can you, like, shut up for a minute? She's highly protective of him and very worried about him okay we're done moving on
Oliver*: She's ashamed to think she ever acted this way. You don't get to say that. It's true, but you don't get to say it. You don't know what it was like.
Alice: Lucy is reticently protective of Alice. She loves her and cares about her but also thinks she's being a bit of a crybaby. Or, was. Lucy is very proud of—I'm not. It was about damn time. I'm just impressed. She did a good job. Getting the fuck over it. She's earned my respect. Was I right before, though? Do you love her and care about her? As much as I do anyone else around here. I've said it before and I'll say it again. You're all my stupid gaggle of morons to take care of. I take that responsibility very seriously. Don't test me.
Alice-II: Lucy thinks this is just Alice.
Alice-III: Lucy also thinks this is just Alice.
Singer: Lucy, since you seem to be so present right now, do you want to just write the rest of these? —And of course the minute I actually need her, she leaves. Alright, well. I don't know what Lucy thinks of Singer. I can't get a read. She's not even saying she doesn't know who that is or something, she's just saying nothing at all. Lucy, does... Does Singer even exist? Figure it out yourself. Huh. Okay. Not really the answer I was hoping for. Oh. I... I'm getting something but... No, that can't be right... Am I making this up? Is she really saying this or am I making this up? What I'm hearing is... That's me, you idiot. Singer is me. We're the same person. Wait... Huh? Hold on, back up, this throws everything into question. We're just gonna move on. I can't figure out what I'm supposed to think about that.
Singer-α: Lucy has a lot of trouble forgiving Kate for accidentally killing this headmate. She is trying her best. I'm not trying my best, I've forgiven you already. You just keep doing other stupid shit. That's why I treat you like this.
Kate: I'm this dumb fuck's advisor. And I'm gonna make sure she does this right.
Sophie: You'd think we'd get along. Shrug. I mean she's not that bad. It's whatever.
Mom: ...
Dad: KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL
Mom*: She taught me a lot.
Dad*: [insert that one meme where the feral stick figure with red eyes uses a little frowning dude as a chew toy]