Posy is living her childhood dream. She always wanted to be a marshal and put herself through hell to get there. She’s found the exact thing she’s always wished for in the marshals and that’s a foolish place to find it.

Posy is a notorious freak and believes all kinds of weird shit. She is fully convinced that her rabbit understands her, she speaks to her dead bestie regularly, and the vampire thing all come to mind.

Modern Posy is nightmare fuel in itself but she would be a collector of vintage sports cars. Her daily driver would be an early 60s powder blue white walled convertible corvette and she would pretend that was not strange at all.