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Welcome to our community!
Before we start, I need a little information about your character.
Here is the skeleton for you to fill out!
Name:
Age:
Appearance: (picture and description required)
Backstory: (2-3 paragraphs)
Skills:
Personality:
Relationships: (family, significant others)
Anything Else I should know?
my name is
Allegra Marie Heron
i am
20 years of age
i have
Long, brown and red hair that goes down to the small of my back, large brown eyes, a tall figure, freckles that sprinkle across my cheeks and nose, porcelain skin, and a light frame.
this is my story.
Many years back, I was born on a cold September morning, on the couch in front of a warming fire. I have been told I did not cry a single tear on that day, instead my round eyes were searching, analyzing, and learning the world around me. My mother, so breathtakingly exhausted from pushing me out of her stomach, passed out, holding me in her arms. I remember a kind woman, with a large body and soft hands, picking me up, and taking me out into the world. The city, it hummed with life. People were talking, children were playing, and everything was good. I never saw my mother again. Instead, I was taken out, to a field I remember as magical, and into a cozy cottage, where that woman, raised me to be the person I am now. Her name was Gionne Heron, and I am her goddaughter. Instead of giving me fairy tail books, she gave me the cold reality. I know all the secrets here, and I have only one thing to say, "I'm out." And one day, I'll find my niche, my group, and we will thrive.
i am exemplary in
~Defending myself.
~ Finding my way.
~ Surviving.
my personality is
to be revealed by my actions.
all of my family is gone. i am the survivor.
Before we start, I need a little information about your character.
Here is the skeleton for you to fill out!
Name:
Age:
Appearance: (picture and description required)
Backstory: (2-3 paragraphs)
Skills:
Personality:
Relationships: (family, significant others)
Anything Else I should know?
my name is
Allegra Marie Heron
i am
20 years of age
i have
Long, brown and red hair that goes down to the small of my back, large brown eyes, a tall figure, freckles that sprinkle across my cheeks and nose, porcelain skin, and a light frame.
this is my story.
Many years back, I was born on a cold September morning, on the couch in front of a warming fire. I have been told I did not cry a single tear on that day, instead my round eyes were searching, analyzing, and learning the world around me. My mother, so breathtakingly exhausted from pushing me out of her stomach, passed out, holding me in her arms. I remember a kind woman, with a large body and soft hands, picking me up, and taking me out into the world. The city, it hummed with life. People were talking, children were playing, and everything was good. I never saw my mother again. Instead, I was taken out, to a field I remember as magical, and into a cozy cottage, where that woman, raised me to be the person I am now. Her name was Gionne Heron, and I am her goddaughter. Instead of giving me fairy tail books, she gave me the cold reality. I know all the secrets here, and I have only one thing to say, "I'm out." And one day, I'll find my niche, my group, and we will thrive.
i am exemplary in
~Defending myself.
~ Finding my way.
~ Surviving.
my personality is
to be revealed by my actions.
all of my family is gone. i am the survivor.
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