Developing your character

The Trimmer.

A villain with a nasty past, filled with never ending days of nose hair burning fumes, and the perfect screams that she lives for, 'The Trimmer' is a 5'2" Thai woman in her 30's. Her hair is brown with a streak of dark blue across the bangs. As the sunlight comes through the windows of a small room, her hair falls across her face. Her eyes glisten as she viscously attacks her victims, plunging them in and out of hot water. A screaming resonates through her brain. She snaps her rubber gloves and attacks again. This time she increases her hand speed and accuracy. Her victims fall limp. She picks up her tool. The metal shines as she starts feeling the rush of blood. She snips. She trims. Her victims are experiencing their last moments of existence. They fall away, slipping out of her reach, sinking into the depths of the hot bubbly water.

She finishes her trimming. She admires her work. The fumes of the polish make her giddy as she finishes her work.
The church bell rings outside the window, alerting her to the time. Mass will start in 30 minutes. She cleans up and heads for the door. She flips the sign on the door to "Closed" and locks the door behind her.
As she walks away, she looks back at her new sign: "Kim's Mannicure & Pedicure: $15".
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Setting

I see clouds that fill the sky.
I see vast landscape.
I see downtown and dogger stadium.
I see steep barren hills.
I see streets with an unforgiving history.

I hear the metro gold line.
I hear cars on the freeway.
I hear a helicopter.
I hear dogs barking.
I hear people walking.

I feel the hard ground under my feet.
I feel calm.
I feel as if there is know where i would rather be at the moment.
I feel warm.
I feel like theirs nobody around.

I smell the cities pollution.
I smell someone making food.
I smell gas from a passing car.
I smell chimniney smoke
I smell the pine trees.

I taste nothing at the moment.