Post by Wraith on Aug 3, 2011 23:06:14 GMT -5
Name: Clara Pearson
NN (if applicable): Wraith
Age: 15
Date and place of birth: May 24, 1884; a tenement in East Side Manhattan
Personality: I can vanish in a heartbeat. I can hide in plain sight. I don't trust anyone, and I won't tell you more than you ask. I like people who ask for help and people who cry. I don't like many people. Not in New York. People say I have haunted eyes, that I'm morbid and shy, that I see doom in every shadow. I only know I've seen too much, and I have bad dreams.
Hobbies and interests: I like long walks, cemeteries, nighttime, and rain. I used to wander the city at night, back when Sebastian was in jail and I was alone. I wouldn't talk to anyone, and people thought I was a ghost. That's how I got my name.
Bad habits, criminal record, etc: Clamming up or disappearing at the first sign of trouble. I choose flight over fight, so don't count on me in a jam. I never tell anyone anything, so if the house is on fire, you'd better hope I'm not the one to notice. I used to do some whoring down near the docks, but everyone knows that. The police won't come after me, I promise you that, so don't throw me out, please. I need to keep an eye on my brother. God only knows who's after him.
Employment: I do what I have to.
Background info (please include family as well): I've got a brother, Sebastian, a year older. They call him Goblin now. We grew up in a household that wasn't so stable. Our father left when I was eleven, and another man moved right in. We ran away, and Sebastian took care of me until the bulls took him. Then I learned to take care of myself. When Goblin found me again, I think he was half-afraid of me. Said I looked hollow and haunted, but then, he had his demons too. I talked to him some about what happened, but I'd rather not talk to you. We're here now, and that's what matters.
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OOC
Name/NN: Emily/Flare
Email: FlareHiggins@yahoo.com
NN (if applicable): Wraith
Age: 15
Date and place of birth: May 24, 1884; a tenement in East Side Manhattan
Personality: I can vanish in a heartbeat. I can hide in plain sight. I don't trust anyone, and I won't tell you more than you ask. I like people who ask for help and people who cry. I don't like many people. Not in New York. People say I have haunted eyes, that I'm morbid and shy, that I see doom in every shadow. I only know I've seen too much, and I have bad dreams.
Hobbies and interests: I like long walks, cemeteries, nighttime, and rain. I used to wander the city at night, back when Sebastian was in jail and I was alone. I wouldn't talk to anyone, and people thought I was a ghost. That's how I got my name.
Bad habits, criminal record, etc: Clamming up or disappearing at the first sign of trouble. I choose flight over fight, so don't count on me in a jam. I never tell anyone anything, so if the house is on fire, you'd better hope I'm not the one to notice. I used to do some whoring down near the docks, but everyone knows that. The police won't come after me, I promise you that, so don't throw me out, please. I need to keep an eye on my brother. God only knows who's after him.
Employment: I do what I have to.
Background info (please include family as well): I've got a brother, Sebastian, a year older. They call him Goblin now. We grew up in a household that wasn't so stable. Our father left when I was eleven, and another man moved right in. We ran away, and Sebastian took care of me until the bulls took him. Then I learned to take care of myself. When Goblin found me again, I think he was half-afraid of me. Said I looked hollow and haunted, but then, he had his demons too. I talked to him some about what happened, but I'd rather not talk to you. We're here now, and that's what matters.
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OOC
Name/NN: Emily/Flare
Email: FlareHiggins@yahoo.com