Name: Leah Jones
Age: 55 years old
Leah Jones was born to one of the most wealthy Manhattan families in 1958. Her life was a breeze. Her parents spoiled her endlessly, giving her everything she could want and more. She slacked off at her very posh private school, and would have been kicked out multiple times if her mother hadn’t bribed and blackmailed the headmaster, and despite her low grades she even got into her father’s alma mater. Though, she didn’t attend. Leah had a trust fund that would be made available to her when she turned twenty-one. She would easily be able to live off the millions of dollars in that account. So why would she waste her time going to school when she could just have fun living off her parents? It was her lazy, privileged dream. But it all came crashing down.
Leah was twenty when her parents went bankrupt and her world turned upside down. The Joneses had to sell everything; their home, priceless works of art, everything had to go in order to pay the debt they were in. Leah had to pack up her life and start over. As a girl who never had to work a day in her life, finding a job to help support her family was absolute hell. Most places in the seedy area they moved to turned her down; no one wanted to employ an ex-rich girl with no experience. However, eventually she landed a waitressing job at a restaurant down the street from her family’s apartment. She hated her life and often dreamt something would come along to change it. What she didn’t expect was for that dream to come true. After only working there for a few months, the restaurant she worked at was robbed. Two people were shot in the incident, Leah being one of them. She was killed instantly.
Being tortured in hell was not what she expected from the afterlife. To be honest, Leah didn’t think there was an afterlife at all, but being proven wrong there was no way she would stay were she was. It didn’t take long for her to start torturing other souls in the pit. She got a sick joy out of it, but like most things, it bored her quickly. So, she surfaced to Earth to have her fun. She used her demonic powers to restore the lifestyle she grew up with. Over the years she had her own clothing line, bought out a chain of five-star hotels, and is now just revelling in all the money she has. Often gambling it all away in the casinos of Las Vegas, knowing she will never run out again. And if she does, there’s a bank not too far away that she can rob.
Leah is selfish above all. There is no one on the planet that matters in her mind except herself. She has more confidence in her pinky than most people have in their entire being and has no issue making it known. She’s charming and manipulative, using and abusing anyone and everyone around her to get ahead. She prefers the finer things in life; nothing is too good for her and she always spends the money necessary for all her worldly goods.
Finn Dekker (Close Friend):
Finn is someone who, unlike most people, can actually hold Leah’s attention for an extended period of time. She enjoys his magic shows and how he tricks people on a daily basis for his own fun. They have a lot in common in how they spend their time, and Leah has a good time whenever he’s around. Though, she doesn’t expect that to last. It’s only a matter of time before her attention craves something new.
Garrett Fischer (Lackey):
Garrett Fischer was Leah’s favourite human to abuse. He was like clay that she could mould with her bare hands. She could make him do whatever she wanted with ease, and she knew that he was scared of her. It was fun. However, with his half-sister in town, the fun is likely going to become too much of a burden. She could always just kill her, but that seemed like too much work for a little reward.
Aislynn Kurr (Friend):
Leah doesn’t often associate with Sirens, but Aislynn is the exception. She enjoys what she and Marley Mason do with their time; killing and torturing men who hurt women is admirable in Leah’s opinion, and to her, most admirable things are pathetic. She joins in sometimes, not for the justice of it all, but because it’s never unenjoyable to watch a grown man cry.
The role of Leah Jones is open.
Faceclaim: Rebel Wilson