Sarah Archer

 Sarah grew up in the Iron Triangle, the poorer district of San Francisco. White trash through and through, her mother had a problem with alcohol and her father vanished when he learned that her mother was pregnant. Maybe it was better this way with the horror stories she had heard from some of her schoolmates. It was lucky that her school even had a technology program from which she learned how to work a computer. On a system older than she was at the time. She would spend a lot of time in the local library, doing her homework, surfing around youtube, and watching gameplay channels. It was here too that she found her love for manga. 

Sarah was a good kid in a bad place. She fell in with the wrong crowd and well addict really did run in the family because two years of her life were a blur of drugs and sex. She landed herself in court-ordered rehab after crashing her friend's car and killing two of them. It was the voice from the other side of the wall that told her she could have a better life. It asked her who she admired. The young woman answered with Markplier. He did a lot of good and brought people so much joy. The voice asked if she wanted to be like him. She said yes. The voice asked what would she do to get there, Sarah without a thought said anything.

She drank the blood offered to her then the euphoria greater than any drug she had ever ingested. After that her life became a series of lessons Voice lessons, Etiquette lessons, acting lessons, all to make her into the perfect image of a star, It was fine though because she got to cosplay for the first time in her life. She got to play the games that she watched all her life and found out she was good at them. Ms. Harmon took care of her so for her faceless faerie godmother she would do anything, even kill.

Sarah was tired. She found that she really didn't like the spotlight that came with being a social media celebrate and gave that up for a life in the shadows and quiet thanks to Shahin.