The One Eyed Bandit
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Doc #: EPD0001
Date Doc: 2015/??/??
BIRTH NAME: Eve Williams
KNOWN ALIAS(S): TBD
AGE: 20
GENDER: Female
SEXUAL OREINTATION: Heterosexual
DATE OF BIRTH: Feburary 28th, 1994
HOMETOWN: Chicago, Illinois, United States of America
BLOODTYPE: A+
FAMILY:
FATHER:
Christiane Williams, 54
MOTHER:
Jospeh Willams, 57
SIBLINGS:
George Willams[32]
Fifi Borchard [Married, 34]
Anne Borchard [Niece, 2]
Elijah Borchard [step-Brother, 33]
OCCUPATION: Medical Student, Unemployed
Powers: TBA
HEIGHT: 5'4"
WEIGHT: 122lbs
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Light Grey [Dyed?]
DESCRIPTION:
Standing with a slight, meek posture, Eve isn't exactly a shining display of physical well-being and confidence. She's the kind of person who, while relatively thin, can never really find the time to exercise, leading to her small, vulnerable looking posture and build. To supplement that, she's almost always found with a pair of light, barely noticeable bags under her eyes, owing to her habit of always staying up one or two more hours than she probably should.
Furthermore, Eve is someone who is stressed out with an extreme level of ease, something that doesn't exactly show mentally, the girl having gotten used to the constant feeling of pressure, but certainly manifests itself physically. As an exemplar, her famous, silvery grey hair is something entirely 'natural' to her, owing not to bleach or dyes. Instead, it traces back to her final year of high-school, where the constant pressure of her last year of study was so great that her hair actually started to grey, at the age of seventeen, no less. And, going directly into college after that, things didn't exactly let up, leading to the slow, but steady shift of her naturally blonde hair to the shade of grey it has today.
ALLIES: (TBA)
ENEMIES: (TBA)
HOBBIES: Studying and Baking
LIKES: Tea, Pets, Coffee, Sweets, The Rain, Cicadas, Milkshakes, Cafes
DISLIKES: Being the center of attention, Rush Hour, Lunch Hour, Loud Music,
PERSONALITY:Young and sheltered, Eve is in the possession of the sort of naive kindness that only those who are, for the most part, ignorant of the world at large can possess. Owing to more of a lack of experience than knowledge, she's someone who, being born to wealthy parents, was kept from the unpleasantness of the world at large. That isn't to say she wasn't kept without knowledge of it, no, in fact, she's quite well learning in many faucets of learning, but, she does lack the direct interaction with the world at large that many others have. Because of that, she also lacks the innate instinct that others possess. The slight, bitter untrust that one feels whenever they're made an offer, and the ever present suspicion of strangers that arises whenever they meet someone new. And, while that brings some benefits of it's own, it's undeniable that because of it Eve lacks both the suspicion, and the caution that's needed of anyone wanting to dwell within the world we live in.
Eve tends towards the quieter side of the social spectrum , usually not being the one in the room who will stand up out of the blue and invite everyone out to a party. She is though, significantly more quiet than she is anti-social, or, for lack of better terms, she's a follower. Socially, at least. She'll be completely open being invited out to a party, or to just hang out with friends, but will rarely ever go out of her way to set up an event on her own. Likewise, she much prefers to engage herself with one or two people during an outing, usually sticking to the edge of a crowd with a close friend and talking with them, instead of going about mingling as a more extroverted person would.
HISTORY:
When you're the youngest child of a pair of wealthy parents, you tend to like a pretty easy life. Eve, the third of Joseph's and Christiane's children, was born to a pair of parents fitting in neither of the overbearing or over-expectant trappings that one would expect to find in a pair like them. No, to the contrary, the two of them were about as hands off as someone could be when raising a child. They left practically every decision their children had to make to them, and were fulling willing to provide however much money they needed to purse their future. And, for Fifi and George at least, it was a surprisingly effective tactic. Left to their own mechanics, the two of them managed to flourish, each one pursuing whatever they wanted to pursue, and each finding their own craft because of it.
But then, Eve came along. And she was someone... Who stood in contrast to her brother in sister. The two of them, had practically been a pair of prodigies. They'd had both room and funds to bloom in whichever direction they wanted, and excelled beyond reasonable belief. But Eve, well, she was as normal as she could really be. Even with her parents money available to her, she never showed any fancy towards the arts or any of the other extravagant horizons available to her. No, the young girl just quietly, without complaint, went through school. And, she seemed to be doing pretty well. Her grades were good, her teachers praised her, and she never seemed to get in any trouble with the other students, so, her parents left her to her own mechanisms. After all she was going just fine, right?
Or at least, she was on paper. Behind all of that, Eve was working harder than glances would have you expect. Ever since the start of high-school, every one of her nights would be spent studying in her room, combing over every last detail of the schoolwork given to her. Why? So she could catch up. See, much to the contrary of what her grades had her parents think, Eve was anything but the prodigy that was found in her siblings. Where they'd excelled in their fields without effort, she was struggling to match them. But she needed to catch up. She needed to make her parents proud like they had. So, she studied. She studied and she worked as hard as she could, making up for her lack of overwhelming talent with a dedication unrivaled by anyone else her age. When other were out partying, she'd be found sitting at her desk, mulling over her previous tests into unhealthily late hours of the morning.
And, because of all that, she managed to succeed. Sure, she hadn't been dubbed a prodigy like her designer of a sister, or a child star like her actor of a brother. But, she'd succeeded in her own way. Valedictorian, entrance to Harvard, and even a Scholarship for a Medical course. And it had only come at the cost of the coloration of her hair, and... Well, pretty much all of her social skills. Which, unsurprisingly, made things difficult. Pulled out of the equal opportunity environment of High-school, Eve quickly sank to the back of her class, her near-complete lack of competence with both people, and the new environment she'd thrown herself into, slamming into her like a brick wall.
Which is exactly where the wonderful force of human compassion came in. As it would turn out, as ignorant Eve was to her plight, others were not. And fortunately for her, those others would just so happen to be feeling... Helpful, one day. So, they started to encroach on her. At first, it was nothing more than passing 'Hello's and 'Hi's, but, as things went one, they slowly started to pry the grey-haired girl out of her shell, slowly but surely turning the closed-off Eve of yesteryear into the slightly-less-closed-off-but-still-pretty-quiet Eve of today.
NOTES: dago is a big nerd
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