The longer time that Josie had that Mictlan blood running through her, though, the more violent and angry she grew, the more she felt the need to kill mercilessly, the more she became unlike herself.  She wanted revenge, for what she knew not, but she just knew she needed it.
 The blood thirst ran deep into her system, and she couldn’t shake it like she had before.  This time it wasn’t leaving.  She never regretted her decision to become a Mictlan anymore, she embraced it with open arms, she let the power flow through her without care.  She didn’t care about pacifism anymore; she thought it to be stupid, foolish, and pointless.
 She had no conscience anymore, she just killed without reason the longer she stayed a senshi from Saturn.  Deep, deep, hidden inside, she ached to be herself again, to rid herself of the power, but the darkness of her power seeped that far, and the good, kind part of her soul was suffocating.
 So she fought her final battle a completely changed person, killing and attacking without reasons or conscience, just knowing she had to kill, kill, and destroy.
History:
 Josie was born on Saturn, the cold dark colony planet that Earth had made.  She was raised up to believe that the Earth was the evil force that was behind all of their misfortune, though she herself disagreed with this notion.  She never really talked to anyone about her feelings toward Earth, and went through her schooling with good grades and many friends.
 The older she got, the more complicated things seemed to be. She didn’t ever really want to cut her precious pink locks, and so she just let them grow out, and out, and out.  Soon, that was one of the things that she had to revolve her life around, just the seemingly simple task of managing her hair.  Being all the way down to her knees, it wasn’t so simple any more.  People nagged her to cut it, but she didn’t pay attention to them and continued to treasure her hair like chains of diamonds coming from her head.
 Paying all this attention to her hair ruined her health, though.  She got as much sleep as she could, but it wasn’t always a very good amount.  She never ate, she was too busy doing other things, and she began to shed her healthy girlish figure into an eerily lean yet even more strangely still curvaceous body, skin seeming to be just about the only thing covering her bones.
 She looked one day through a photo album that her parents had kept of pictures of her through the years and smiled at her cute face as a small child.  She flipped to her 10th grade pictures and gasped at the stark difference from that cute, almost pudgy little kid.  How could she have done such a thing to herself?
 Immediately after that, she changed her diet, eating as much as she could, not caring as much about the way she looked, she had to regain her weight; she had to be good again.
 Her friends were genuinely concerned for Josie, but Josie didn’t seem to notice.  She was too busy feeding herself to care about friends anymore.  They never liked her, anyway, they always were repulsed by her, weren’t they?! She cried out to let this anger loose, and found an outlet through the Mictlan Senshi.  She wanted to get back at Earth for being so foolish leave her on this cold planet full of cold people who hated her, no one ever liked someone that was a stick.  The Earth people wouldn’t, she was sure.
 Suddenly, it hit her.  She was becoming one of the Saturanians, someone who hated Earth for no good reason, they just wanted to get back at them for putting them someplace somewhat better than Earth, better in some ways, worse in others, different but something to learn from.
 She almost wanted to change her mind on the entire becoming-a-Mictlan thing, but she decided to stick with it, and show Earth that her people were strong too, and could hold their own against their warriors, that she had a point that they needed to see once and for all.
 Josie looked deep inside herself and could feel an inner power boiling up, ready to be unleashed.  She knew there must have been some way to get in touch with other Mictlans, and soon found one of the people she hoped to help in her endeavors as a Mictlan.
 “Help me,” she asked of a priest she found.  “I can feel the power, but I don’t know how to get it out.”
 He smiled and laid his hands on her shoulders, and closed his eyes, and she could feel him tugging on something deep inside of her as he struggled, eyes closed, but brow furrowing in difficulty.  But she could feel something weighing onto her mind, impressing something into her brain, as the priest opened his eyes and took deep breaths, hands still on her shoulders.
 “You have… Great powers… Inside you... Use them… For the good… Of us all.” His words were paused by heavy breathing, and he took his hands off her shoulders and sat down on the ground, still breathing hard, and smiled at her.
 Josie felt a headache rack her brain as she struggled with the magic that had been brought to the surface by this all-too-kind priest, the magic she wanted.  She cringed once more before letting up and smiling gently at the man.   His face had been hidden the whole time he’d been working, and even now as they rested, she could just feel his facial expressions by what she felt in his hands.
 She could have sworn she knew those hands, and she knew the person who lay under the hooded robe, but then again, she knew just about everyone, so it wasn’t anything to really brag about or be clear on.  She rolled back the hood and found the face to be the one of her best friends, Winfred.
 His eyes were closed gently and his mouth was slightly open.  His face was going slowly whiter, and his body was getting slowly colder.  Josie could feel his magic leaving him, going back to where it had come from, and she almost felt like his body was disintegrating in her very hands.  She dropped him, scared that holding him would speed his death further, until she held a skeleton.
 She then gasped sharply and stepped back, looking at her hands, she felt like there were open wounds in them and blood was gushing down her wrists.  But there was none.
 Was this what it felt like to kill a man?   If it was, she never wanted to do this again.  It felt so insanely horrible...  It was a horrible, terrible thing to happen.
 And yet, she could feel that power surging through her veins as she looked at her fingers, examining them gently and seeing that a golden ring lay on one, a symbol embossed into it.  This was what would let her become the thing she wanted to become: that entity that could do anything, the entity that would show the Earth the error of its ways.
 Josie herself didn’t know that her friend Winfred had been watching her all this time, as a priest of the Saturanians, watching others as well, and she never knew that he had been watching her actions to see if she had been right for the job of combating the Aztecas and the people of Earth.  When she came to him asking him to show her the power, she knew that some other priest had planted a seed of power in her heart a time ago, when she also had shown her power.  Winfred had been told to help an undiscovered Mictlan, and quickly, for they had already started to assemble.  He had been out without much food or strength left, and felt a relief when he laid eyes on his friend.  He had no power in himself left to keep alive, only his magic was really keeping him alive.
All that Josie knew was that she now bore a power, and a weight on her shoulders, to fight against those that others had deemed wrong and evil: The Aztecas and people of Earth.
 She let herself henshin once, when she could feel the power surging more and more.  It felt good in some ways, but she could feel the spirit of Omacatl pushing her own spirit down, down, and away.  She wasn’t sure this was such a good idea.  Josie let herself slip out of the henshin, and ran from the site as quickly as she could, chills running through her body.
 Josie didn’t feel that she was worthy enough to return back home, she felt a little tainted by carrying the god of Glutton inside herself, and she wandered off, trusting her instincts and the pull she felt from Omacatl, on where to go to find her teammates.  Having little to no money, she didn’t eat well, and often found herself starving, begging people for food.  Sometimes she would help people to get money for food or other such things.
Her henshin ring would never come off of her finger, no matter how hard she tried.  After a few tries, she gave up on taking it off, and sometimes showed it to people as a sign of her power as a Mictlan senshi when she was desperate for quarter.  And sometimes to prove it was truly a ring of power, she had to henshin and show her magic or her fuku.  She didn’t like doing this, though, she felt it a wrong use of the power her late friend had given her.
 So, she found the rest of the Mictlans as soon as she could, and sought to train with them, inexperienced in battle and unready for the power she held.  She wanted to train her soul to overcome Omacatl’s, she wanted to be the one in power, the one who controlled it all.
 However, she henshinned again… and again and again.  The more she transformed and the more she fought, the more comfortable she got with it, the more Omacatl hid under her soul, hiding and waiting to strike.  The more ready Omacatl grew ready to kill, needing to kill.
 The more her soul drowned under the entity, unnoticing of the subtle changes.  She became more violent, more bloodthirsty, more angry.  But Josie didn’t really seem to care.   She continued to fight for her cause, that the Earth people had done something wrong and they had to see the light of truth and wisdom.  And she was just one ray, fighting with others to shine down on them like the brilliant sun that she had rarely seen on Saturn.
 And so Sailor Omacatl faced battle after battle, attacking with her food, to kill people by feeding them, or at least try.  She would destroy her enemies with what she had been deprived of.  She was maniacal about her battles, attacking with a bloodlust, and almost a lust for food as well, wanting to take the attacks and use them but feed herself with them after the kill.   She wanted to be more gluttonous herself, and she tried to be, ate all the time between battles.  But the battles seemed to knock the weight right back off.  This, of course, made her furious, and only made her fight harder.
 Soon she found herself looking at what she had become and was shocked.  What was she doing?  Fighting all these ridiculous battles, trying to kill people who hadn’t done anything to her, being furious because she couldn’t gain weight?  What had she done to herself?!
 She started to go to fewer battles, trying to concentrate on her weight gaining and she found her teammates become furious with her because of this.  She tried to make up excuses, but they just seemed to fall through, and the Mictlans grew angry with Josie.  She told the senshi to henshin one final time, so that she would have some sort of honor and all that followed her would have the memory of what was about to happen.
 A small few Mictlans took Omacatl and planks of wood, a hammer and nails out into a cornfield.  The season had been dry, and most of the stalks were fallen or wilting down.  She walked into the field and watched as they assembled a large cross and with the back of the hammer crudely ripped her name into the wood.   They then laid the thin Mictlan senshi of Gluttony on her cross and nailed only her arms onto it.  They put the cross up, and left her there like the ancient Romans left criminals, but took their tools with them.
 As they were readying Omacatl’s “place of rest”, Xiuhcoatl came through, but the Senshi of Gluttony knew that she couldn’t forgive herself for letting herself slip behind in the battles, and she herself couldn’t face the pain of going back to a team that hated her enough to leave her to die.  Though her leader wanted to help, Omacatl refused it and took her place on the cross.
 Omacatl died painfully slowly from starvation and dehydration.  During the first stages of her slow demise, she struggled, and tried to get the corn that was so far from her up high.  She lasted less than a week up high with the scorching sun blazing overhead, constantly badgering her and the cold nights where she had nothing to keep her warm in the near-desert climate.
 She died just as the final battle started.  She never learned of the outcome.
::Opinions::
Religion: Despite Josie’s appreciation for the religion’s balance and spreading of power, she thinks it’s a silly idea.  She also thinks that since it’s not Mexico’s real religion it’s kind of silly to follow.  She also thinks that you shouldn’t be chained to one religion, you should be able to go out and explore others, which is another reason why she doesn’t like the current political situation on Earth.
Political: Tiede.  Josie thinks that the rule of the Earth currently is silly and unfair for all the people who lived in space.  She believes that everyone should have a place to live, and that everyone should be treated fairly.  She also thinks that the whole concept of being the leader solely because you’re high up on the religious charts is foolish.  Josie thinks that the people should be allowed to make a choice as to who is ruling.
Science: Josie thinks that these mutations due to science, the guardians, are cruel and unfair to the animals.  She thinks that if you think it’s so important to do something, do it yourself, don’t send mutilated, unnatural animals to do it for you.

As for colonization, Josie thinks that this is a good step for mankind, and she believes that this will enable more people to have their own space in which to live, instead of being forced to cram into the tiniest space possible.  She likes the idea of people having room to walk around and frolic and do whatever else they want to do.
Saturanians: Josie thinks that the idea of colonizing Saturn is a good one, but also that these colonies should be better built and better kept, so that the people don’t become mutants and have to deal with all these foreign diseases without very much help from the Earth.  She thinks the treatment of the Saturanians is cruel and unnecessary.  She thinks they should be treated just like anyone else and that there’s no need to punish them for just trying to show the Earth what happens when you fail at something in outer space. Josie thinks that the Earth needs to learn a lesson from the whole Saturn episode, so that they can develop better space colonies.
Homeland: Josie doesn’t really like Saturn, but she doesn’t hate it either.  She loves the concept, but she finds the planet’s harsh conditions and the alterations to the human system that are “necessary” not to be so and thinks that if the Earth had colonized Saturn the RIGHT way, it would be okay.  She just really doesn’t like people putting her off as some weird alien that’s coming to invade the planet.
Mictlan Creation: Josie thinks that being a Mictlan is good in some ways but bad in others.  She finds it good that there is a faction finally supporting the colonies (god, I sound like I’m in GW... eek) and that the people from Saturn have somewhere to turn when they have a conflict they need resolved.  Someone to look to, to help the people of Earth realize their errors.

It doesn’t change Josie too much, but does make her more cynical, more conniving, crueler in her intentions.  But she tries to keep those emotions and feelings at bay, tries to keep them away from the people of Earth she’s come to being somewhat close to.

When the magic of Omacatl and gluttony was given to Josie, she was ecstatic. She thought this would be the opportunity to finally escape her anorexic state and actually gain weight, and become more normal, and stray from the horror she found herself to be. She was very excited about her powers being there and excited to find out just what she could do with them.
Teammates: Josie generally thinks that the reasons they have for fighting aren’t nearly as deeply felt and meaningful as hers and thinks they’re probably fighting somewhat for fame and power, but some do have legitimate reasons for becoming a Mictlan.  Josie really just wants the Earth to see their mistakes, but she knows that others feel a great hatred for the planet and doesn’t understand how one could dislike the human race’s mother planet.  She just wants an equal share of attention and care in space, whereas many others feel that the Aztecas, Pures and people of Earth have ruined their lives and need to be killed for their misguided words or actions about or to individuals.
Enemies:
Aztecas – Josie thinks that the Aztecas, though brave, wonderful and fighting for a beautiful planet, are blind to their world’s problems.  She thinks that they are good people, and not bad like many of the people that Josie has come to work with, but she just believes that they need a wake-up call to the real world, and need to stop believing that they’re living in a world were everything is good and beautiful and where the world works as it should.  She also thinks that the Aztecas aren’t as wonderful for taking part in the scientific experiments on animals, using these mutated creatures, who were surely once beautiful and glorious, to help them in their killing of all those who put down the planet, including Josie herself.  She knows that her own people use the creatures, but she also knows that her team isn’t the best group of people around.  But if she could, Josie would join the Aztecas in a heartbeat.  She has strived to bring the Earth to see the mistakes it has made, and she won’t turn back now.  She thinks that they’re a little silly for protecting the Pures as well as the world, but she still thinks that they’re good.
Pures – Josie doesn’t like the Pures one bit.  She thinks that their control over the world is foolish, and she thinks that they aren’t necessarily ready for the burden of ruling the world.  She thinks that the Pures had a lot to do with the current problems in the world, and she also, as stated before, doesn’t like the concept of being the ruler just because you’re a religious leader.  Religion is important, but not that important.  She thinks that they are too powerful for their own good and that if they’re going to rule the world, they shouldn’t go out and fight, and risk getting themselves killed.  Josie just thinks they’re going about their lives in all the wrong ways.
After Book was Given – Aztecas –  Josie still thinks that they are good and kind and such, but after this, she thinks they’re blinder than most, especially Ehecatl .  She knows that the Azteca was just trying to be nice, but she thinks that Ehecatl  was foolish and naïve to give such a treasure to such bad people.  Josie thinks that, even though some might have thought it selfish and the Mictlans still would’ve fought for the book, the Aztecas should have kept it.  She thinks that the Aztecas were just trying to be peacekeepers and they wanted everyone to “share nicely” but she knows that this will never happen, and this idealistic intention was a bit too immature for her.  They should have thought it through more.
After Book was Given – Pures –  Josie thinks that after this, the Pures are more insane and power-crazed, and she still hates them.  She thinks that they’re trying to keep everything to themselves and they can’t take a kind act nicely when they see one.  Josie is angry and frustrated with the Pures’ need for power and control, and she wishes they were never again allowed to have an office as a leader again, except perhaps as religious leaders.  She thinks that they’ve just gotten a little greedy and they need to get their own personal wake-up call.    They need to be shaken up and woken up more than the Aztecas now, and Josie aims to show them that they can’t control everything, especially not her or her fate.
Earth People Before – Josie was taught to hate the people of Earth and at several points in her life, she actually believed them.  But she, in her heart of hearts, knows that the citizens of Earth are people just like anyone else. She never had a good feeling or a bad one about the people of Earth, but she did tend to have a nicer impression of them.  Josie often found herself defending the people of Earth when people were talking about how horrible they were, and was often ridiculed for it.  She was called a spy on many more occasions than one, a traitor, and just a general unpatriotic person.  And even through all of this, she refused to change her opinion about the people of Earth and their place in the universe.  She did think that they tended to be a little bit less intelligent than the people of Saturn by their show of technological achievements, but she never considered them complete morons or not smart enough to add two and two.
Earth People After – When Josie came to Earth, she felt all eyes were on her, and when she smiled and looked to other’s faces, all she saw was hate and disgust looking back.  She was surprised by this, but continued to be a cheerful person, and found that more people hated the Saturanians than liked them, and she felt like she was in a reversal from her place on Saturn, though.  She wasn’t being called names and evil from afar, they were right in her face telling her how horrible she was.  Though there were some people who were nice, and often people didn’t pay attention to her when she was disguised, she found the people of Earth to care a lot less about their planet, and was saddened by this.  She found the Earth people to be a little more selfish, and most were very enthusiastic about the current world leaders.  Josie found very few people of Earth who had similar beliefs to her own, but found a few who were of the Tiede party of thought.  She befriended them, and became more of an outcast than just being from Saturn.  From Saturn was just a bad thing, but to betray the Earth and act like one from Saturn?  That was a horrible thing, something one would have criminal charges brought against if people could help it.  But everyone was allowed to have his or her own opinion, even if it was foolish or “wrong”.  Josie felt quite a little bit less enthusiastic about the people of Earth after she was there, to put it simply.
 
::Powers::
Attack 1: “Shocking Sugar Shield!“ – The Lollipop Shield attack.  Omacatl calls out “Shocking” and holds her left arm horizontally in front of her chest. She yells “Sugar” and places her right hand over her left arm as if to catch something.  When she says “Shield!”, a white piece of metal-like material wraps around her left arm and from the centre of it out spirals a yellow and green lollipop about 1.5’ in diameter.  The strength of the lollipop depends on the amount of magic she has remaining, but at top performance, it can withstand about 2 magical attacks or about 10 non-magical hits.  When attacks hit it, usually a sort of sugar shrapnel comes off, and may injure people, including herself.  Omacatl can’t hold up the shield forever, it usually wears off in about five minutes if it has not been destroyed.  The shield stays on the left arm and cannot be removed, and it cannot be put on the other arm, the incantation will fail if she holds out her right arm instead of her left.
Attack 2: “Gliding Pizzazz!“ – The Flying Pepperoni Pizza attack.  Omacatl crosses her arms and grabs her round gold earrings.  The symbols glisten as she calls out “Gliding!”  Pulling the earrings off of her ears, with no harm to herself and no backs lost because this is a magical attack, she uncrosses her arms and opens her hands out, the earrings falling into her palms.  They grow to about 3” in diameter and are still flat and gold.  She calls out “Pizzazz!” and they turn from metallically golden to bread golden and sprout tomato sauce and cheese, melting as soon as they hit the crust.  Over these, pepperonis may also sprout up if Omacatl doesn’t release them immediately.  They grow hot very quickly, so Omacatl has to toss them out as quick as she can or her hands will start to burn.  They can hit the enemy any place where the Mictlan aims, and the pizzas may stick, with the cheese or the sauce.  You could take them off of where they hit and eat them if you wanted.  They tend to burn the victim’s skin slightly, especially if the sauce hits and not the cheese.  The pepperonis are rather spicy, giving the burning sensation again, and if they hit your skin, they’ll scorch you pretty bad as well. The pizzas will disappear after a little while, but if you eat them, they’ll stay in your tummy. ^^; The attack drains Omacatl more the longer she keeps the pizzas in her hands.  It’s not all that draining, but it is a bit difficult to cast it many times, mostly because Omacatl’s hands get burned as well, while she’s holding the pizzas.
Attack 3: “Crystal Delight!“ – The Rock Candy Making attack.  Omacatl has to have her spork in ready hand for this, her mega-super-duper attack.  She starts by putting the spork along her victim’s back, and speaking (meaning, could be whispering, could be yelling) “Crystal.”  From the spork come out strings coated in chocolate, and they wrap around the victim, almost always around where the torso is only (if their arms are near their sides, they will most likely be bound as well, which is what that means).  These strings may be cut, or, on the rare occasion, struggled out of.  There is a short lapse, in which the strings can be attacked.  Then she says “Delight.”  Crystals of rock candy (which is crystallized sugar, I believe) sprout first from the strings, but after they start to get thick there, they also grow from the spork.  The crystals start slow, and then gain momentum as they grow.  Omacatl must be nearby, and focused on the attack, though if it’s gained enough momentum, or she can feel it reach its peak, she can draw her attention away and sometimes even use other attacks.  This attack drains her more and more as it goes on, but once it’s reached it’s peak, it may give a slight bit back, but it no longer draws from her.  When the attack goes down, crystals may fall off, but the spork remains attached to Omacatl’s victim.  The crystals are very strong, and almost armor-like, but they will chip off with the use of a weapon (bladed weapons do more damage than blunt weapons).  The crystals will cover most of the face, but do tend to leave a mouth or nose hole, or those will fall off when it hits bottom.  Omacatl tends (not always, but there is a good chance, especially if this isn’t the first attack she casts) to fall unconscious after the attack reaches its peak and she tends to stay that way, often dehenshinning out of her body’s need for the reserves that her magic takes up.  She stays unconscious for between several hours and several days.  This attack drains her a lot, and she is pretty well vulnerable while she’s still casting the rise of the spell’s strength, because she has to concentrate on it.  Josie-Omacatl doesn’t really enjoy using this attack that much, because she doesn’t like casting this as much because the victims tend to struggle and she doesn’t like watching them suffer.  And falling unconscious for several hours to several days seriously cuts down on her ability to scarf down.