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❝This is how you get the girl.❞

[Full Name] Krista Taylor Young
{Nicknames} N/A

[Age] 18
{Apparent Age} 18
{Date of Birth} September 1st
{Place of Birth} Waverly Province
{Time of Birth} 8:32 AM

[Caste] Three
{Alliance} Illea
{Province} Waverly

[Zodiac Sign] Virgo
{Birthstone} Sapphire
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[Gender] Female
{Relationship Status} Single



[Species] Human
{Powers or Abilities} N/A
{Supernatural Enemies} N/A



[Written Appearance] Krista complexion is very pale. She has straight red hair that flows to her elbows - she cuts it regularly. Often her hair is worn down or in a fishtail braid for casual occasions. Her eyebrows are thin crests and her eyes are a bright, lively brown. Her beauty is a very natural type, not forced upon with lots of makeup. A strange, dark birthmark exists on her right upper forearm, in the shape of a foot. It's about an inch wide. However, her waist is not as thin as it appears to be, she often wears a corset. Her legs aren't stumpy, but not terribly long, either. Krista likes to keep her nails manicured at all times. Her shoe size is eights. Krista likes to wear light makeup colors that match her pale complexion - rosy pinks and dusky reds for lipstick. As for jewelry, her love to wear bracelets and pendants in clear. She wears earrings less, as they irritate her ears.
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[Dressing Style]
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{Nationality} American [Illea]
{Hair Color} Red
{Eye Color} Brown
{Blood Type} B+
{Height} 5 feet 5 inches
{Weight} 110 lbs.



❝The most beautiful things are also the most useless. -John Ruskin❞

[Personality]
On the positive side, Krista is very good, bubbly friend who always has something to talk about - and she knows how to keep a secret. Nothing matters more to her than friends, and she won't let her desire to marry the Prince get in her way of making ties with others. Sometimes her friendliness is mistaken for being nosy, but it rarely is. In addition, Krista's sense of organization is amazing. She has a place for everything and everything in its place. Folders and binders are used for almost any paper or document, and doesn't allow clothes to be draped around her bedroom for long. She is the type you would label neat freak- her maids will probably have free time, since Krista dislikes other people organizing her things. Sometimes her intensity can actually be a little intimidating, but it's a quirk that people learn to love about her. Another one of her more lovable traits is that she is very curious as well. At a younger age, she loved going in the kitchen/bathroom and playing 'scientist.' She does well in science and history in school, not so much in mathematics and English. Her IQ is 135, Above Average.
On the other hand, Krista has a tendency to judge people harshly, biased a bit on herself. She will become closer to a tidy person than a messier one. She knows it is wrong and tries not to do it, but it's basically her universal fatal flaw. It's not that she believes in everybody being the same- far from it, as she encourages individuality, but she doesn't like people who display the same flaws as herself or flaws she just dislikes, like pessimistic and selfish. To add on, as much as Krista likes talking, she also badgers people frequently......about things she wants, about their opinions, about ethical questions. She usually thinks she's just trying to be friendly and relatable to other people, and rarely realizes what she's doing. Unfortunately, nobody has told her about this flaw yet, and it is the one that gets on others nerves the most. Lastly, Krista is always seeking attention in the spotlight- she loves being the star of the show.

{Habits}
♧ Humming
♧ Tapping her nails against the nearest hard surface when impatient.

{Likes}
❤ Sweets
❤ Friends
❤ Animals

{Dislikes}
✘ Vegetables
✘ Being bossed around
✘ Pessimists

{Strengths}
▲ Agile
▲ Smart
▲ Mentally Flexible

{Weaknesses}
▼ Not very strong
▼ Procrastinating
▼ Extravagant



[Statuses]
[Power] ★✩
[Compassion] ★✩
[Empathy] ★✩
[Creativity] ★✩
[Mental Flexibility] ★★
[Passion/Motivation] ★★
[Education] ★★
[Stamina] ★✩
[Speed] ✩✩
[Physical Strength] ✩✩
[Battle Skill] ★✩
[Initiative] ★✩
[Restrain] ✩✩
[Agility] ★★
[Strategy] ★★
[Dexterity] ★✩
[Durability] ★✩
[Endurance] ✩✩
[Reflexes] ★✩
[Balance] ★★
[Arcane Intelligence] ★✩
[Musical-Rhythmic Intelligence] ★★
[Visual-Spatial Intelligence] ★✩
[Verbal-Linguistic Intelligence] ★✩
[Logical-Mathematical Intelligence] ★★
[Bodily-Kinesthetic Intelligence] ✩✩
[Interpersonal Intelligence] ★★
[Intrapersonal Intelligence] ★✩
[Existential Intelligence] ★✩
[Natural Intelligence] ★✩



❝I want to go to the ball and meet a handsome prince, too!❞

[History] Krista was born into a well do to family. Her mother was a teacher and her father was a philosopher. As a young girl growing up in Waverly province, Krista was one of the likable, popular girls with natural elegance. By the time she was thirteen, Krista had become a fine dancer and had kissed two boys. Her parents discouraged this, because the only professional dancers were twos, the caste that was difficult to get into. They tried to get her into therapy, writing, psychology, and philosophy, but Krista disliked all of it. Her sister Jonquil was the only one who saw things her way. When the selection process began, Krista decided it was her only shot at becoming something else. Ever if she did not win the heart of the prince, she would be swept up by some young man in Waverly - maybe even a two. When Krista was chosen, she was thrilled to the bone. She would start a new beginning, no matter what happened.

[Mother] Anastasia Young
[Father] Jason Young
{Siblings}
~ Jonquil Young [F, 21]
~ Bridgette Young [F, 14]
~ Zane Young [M, 12]

[Friends] Open for Collaboration

[Enemies] Open for Collaboration

[Pets] N/A



[Home] Currently the palace
{Occupation} Selected

[Other] N/A


❝If the prince asked me to marry him? I would say yes.❞

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❛ You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. ❜

( ɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Ariane Elizabeth Sage Bentley
( ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Ariane is fine

( ᴀɢᴇ ) 18
( ᴅᴀᴛᴇ/ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ) June 19, 3:36 PM

( ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ) Female
( sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ) Heterosexual
( ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ) Crush on the prince

( ᴄᴀsᴛᴇ ) 3
↳affiliation: illéa
↳province: sumner

☾□ | ᴀᴅᴇʟᴀɪᴅᴇ ᴋᴀɴᴇ | □☽

( ʜᴀɪʀ ) Dark brown, practically black
( ᴇʏᴇs ) Deep brown
( ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ) 5' 4"

Ariane is kind and loving for the most part but can turn nasty if you get in her way. She is very ambitious. More than anything, Ariane wants to marry the prince and become queen. Despite her ambitions, Ariane is very kind to anybody who doesn't pose a threat. She can be quite cunning at times. Ariane is also clever.

( ʟɪᴋᴇs ) the prince | her triplet sisters | reading | royalty
( ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ) the other selected girls | laziness | not getting what she wants | people who stand in her way
( sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ) cunning | patient | dedicated | ambitious
( ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ) has a temper | not loyal | must have what she wants

Ariane Elizabeth Sage Bentley is the daughter of James and Mary Bentley, the well-known scientists. She was born mid-afternoon on a gorgeous day in June, 5 minutes before her sisters, Olivia and Isabel.

Ariane grew up in a mid-sized home in the province of Sumner. Her parents both made quite a good living as scientists, so Ariane lived a comfortable life. However, she still dreamed of being the queen of Illéa. Her parents accepted it; what girl doesn't dream of being a princess as a child? Of course, Ariane was different from the regular girl. She focused her entire childhood on becoming a queen. Her ambition made this not only a dream, but a mission.

When Ariane was a teenager, she'd learned a lot. She knew that becoming a queen was mostly a matter of luck and then skill. Ariane isn't dumb, and knew that the odds of her getting picked for the Selection were slim to none. Her dream had faded but not disappeared.

When Ariane was 18, she got the opportunity to enter the Selection. She was excited to enter, but knew that there was no way she might actually get picked. Then, one fateful Friday night, she was watching the Report with her parents. Only half paying attention, Ariane wasn't looking at the tv. Suddenly, her mother shrieked. Ariane had been picked! As if someone had switched on a lightbulb, Ariane's mindset became entirely focused. She must win the heart of the prince!

( ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ) ⁓ James Bentley ▹ 7/10
( ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ) ⁓ Mary Bentley ▹ 8/10
( sɪsᴛᴇʀ ) ⁓ Isabel Bentley ▹ 10/10
( sɪsᴛᴇʀ ) ⁓ Olivia Bentley ▹ 10/10

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ezekiel houssin balthro
[ sᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴇs ××× ‟ male · nineteen · panromantic demisexual · zeke

█║▸ sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ :: as a royal guard, Zeke finds himself seated comfortably in the second caste. Which is totally cool, because he's gotten close to the princess.
█║▸ bɪᴏʟᴏɢʏ :: born October Fifth in the capital, there isn't anything super special about his birth. Well, maybe one thing because, you know, he was born.
█║▸ rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ :: He's not in any sort of relationship, but he is best friends with the princess. Secretly, at least. That still counts, right?
█║▸ wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs :: Zeke is trained to use a plethora of weapons, but he seems to be better off with throwing knives, and getting in people's personal space.



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❝ Summer evening breezes blew ❞

ᴀsᴛʀɪᴅ ᴀᴜʙʀɪᴇʟʟᴇ ʜᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴀʏ ▹ ᴀɢᴇ 17 ▹ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ɢɪʀʟ ▹ ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 29ᴛʜ
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ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ ▹ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ▹ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ (ᴅᴜʜ) ▹ ᴛᴡᴏ ▹ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴɪᴄᴀ

sᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴀᴛ 5'8 ▹ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴀʟᴇ sᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏɴᴇ ▹ ʙᴜʀɴs ɪɴ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ▹ ɴᴏ ғᴀᴄɪᴀʟ ʜᴀɪʀ
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ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ᴇʏᴇs ▹ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ ▹ ғᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ɴ ᴄᴀsᴜᴀʟ ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ▹ ᴄᴜʀᴠʏ sʜᴀᴘᴇ ▹ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀs ᴀ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ

ᴄʟᴇᴠᴇʀ ▹ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇʀ ▹ ʙʟᴜɴᴛ ▹ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ▹ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ▹ ᴀᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏᴜs ▹ sʟʏ
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ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟᴇᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ▹ ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ▹ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴍᴀʀᴛ ▹ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛ ▹ ɪɴǫᴜɪsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ▹ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

▌▍▎✖ The Public Side

There is no difference between the way Astrid acts at home and the way she acts towards the cameras. Her father being a very successful Politician and her mother a famous model who had won an unbelievable amount of beauty pageants. She comes across as blunt, competitive and charming, and those are also her top three traits. See, Astrid is not mean. She is not nice. She is ambitious, and will treat you how she sees you as deserving to be treated. She isn't castist, but she doesn't necessarily appreciate the company of the lower castes either. And in all honesty, she prefers the company of boys to that of girls. Astrid enjoys leading, leading a team, leading one person on a hike, as long as she's in charge, she's game. Her public figure has to be involved with boys- and she plays them well. Stealing their hearts, then flinging them away. Makes good headlines, her parents say. Her temper is that of an avalanche- she had the looks to charm, but deep down she is more serious and dangerous than one would think. From the surface, she's quite steady and even a bit captivating. However, if one catches Astrid at the wrong time, she can be a real pain in the neck. When she plans her attack, it comes subtly and with much calculation. And her meticulousness and perfectionism is furiously unmatched.


▹ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ...
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▹ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ?

It's hard to escape the cameras- and Astrid knows this better than many. She was born on a day Dominica was experiencing a major heat wave. Was she born in a hospital? No. For once her mother and father didn't want the paparazzi following them around everywhere. And a midwife? No drugs, and that was a problem for her mother- 'I'll be wrinkle prone then' her mother had argued. Astrid ended up being born in a hospital, however. And the paparazzi didn't follow for once as her father did a private sale to buy a car especially for the occasion. And so on that painstakingly unusually hot November day in Dominica, Nina Holloway; Illéa famous model gave birth to one child, and lost another.

May God always curse the paparazzi, her mother would say all of the time after the car accident that killed Astrid's older-sister-to-be, Serena, and left everyone else unharmed except for cuts and bruises.

Growing up without an older sister didn't change Astrid's course of life but made her gorgeous and famous mother a total wreck. Drug addicted and almost completely emotionless, she had a complete transformation that seemed to only go away when the spotlight was on her. Her father stayed the same.

At first, the media was always on Serena's death, ignoring Astrid. But as the girl grew older and began to realize how important the media was to her wealth, she did what her mother had long been encouraging since she'd turned thirteen. Started snagging a few boys, breaking them, flinging them around until they were as useless as a torn elastic band. It was a habit of hers- a habit of the well known Holloway name.

Astrid didn't go to a public school, she went to an expensive boarding school until she was fifteen. Two years was all it took for her to get kicked out one way or another, but this didn't stop Astrid from resuming her 'wild' ways once back at home. Her father did his fancy negotiations thing with the headmaster and her being expelled was never known to the public.

Then at home, outside of school Astrid danced herself to death. Jazz, tap, ballet, hip hop.. almost everything. It kind of was a way of relaxing herself from the stress play toy her life had become. And she was ever so good at it.. she had been doing modelling as a career, but now she was training to become a professional dancer. It helped her when her mother committed suicide, as well.

When she got the news she had just been dancing on one of Dominica's white sand beaches with one of her many boy toys. At first, she just laughed. Ran into the waves and submerged herself underwater completely. It helped her hide her tears from the public, even if all of that saltwater later gave her an eye infection.

Astrid had always been a daddy's girl. He was the only one in her family who actually set some time aside to spend with her despite his ever so busy job. He taught his little girl how to fight. Emotionally, physically, all of that stuff. She later learned that it was because he wanted her to win the Selection. And those fighting lessons would make great publicity when she got into catfights; no?

So when she entered and got in, she was surprised, but her father was not. She was surprised, but the public was not. She packed some dresses, a small knife- you never know when you may need it, her father had said- as well as photos of her, her father, and every single one of the boys she's ever dated for more than a week. And now she's in it to win it.

No matter how many catfights it takes.

▌▍▎✖ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ : : Richard Holloway
▌▍▎✖ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ : : Nina Holloway
▌▍▎✖ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ : : Serena Holloway

( likes include sweets, boys, the color blue, sour candy and beaches )

( dislikes include beer, the paparazzi, the color pink, bananas and rainy days )

( strengths include independence, her intelligence, her appearance, and running )

( weaknesses include temper, inability to listen, her impatience, and accepting help )

❝ drawing voices deep from you ❞

Laura Palmer | | Bastille

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[Katlyn]

〈 ♣ 〉 ғɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜ ᴅᴇʟɪɢʜᴛs wrote: "don't wanna be a dick, or nothin, but
spoilers
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IDK, I just use them to take up less space in the workshop.

[Katlyn]

Oops LOL. That does make more sense.

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name twins~

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Ａｍｅｌｉａ Ｊｕｎｏ Ｉｒｖｉｎｇ
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Name: Arietta Calypso d'Audriue
Meaning of Name:
The name Arietta is an English baby name. In English the meaning of the name Arietta is: Melody.

SoulUrge Number: 7
People with this name have a deep inner need for quiet, and a desire to understand and analyze the world they live in, and to learn the deeper truths.

Expression Number: 11
People with this name tend to be idealistic, highly immaginative, intuitive, and spiritual. They seek after spiritual truth and often find it. They tend to be visionary and may inspire others. If they fail to develop their potential, they may become dreamers, or misuse power.

Nickname: Aria, Etta




Age: 18
Caste: Five
Province: Baffin
Occupation: Dancer
Affiliation: Illea


Appearance: (photo and/or description)




Description:
Arietta looks very much as her mother did in her younger years, with smooth, pale skin and large, wide eyes. Her eyes are a sparkly, sea foam blue, and said to be her best feature, although she does not believe any of her features are particularly endearing. Her hair is a lovely, deep red, but on occasion she has been know to dye it a pale blonde, and it falls in lazy waves to just below her shoulders. She is very slim, with soft muscles. She has been told, much to her annoyance, several times from her younger brother's friends that she has a 'dancer booty.' She understands this is a compliment, although rather vulgar one.


Personality:
Arietta had always been taught to keep her feeling to herself.So this is exactly what she does. She bottles up all her emotions and bites back her smart remarks.
Her mother has been very emotionally abusive to her entire life, pressuring her to be a good a dancer as she once was. Because of this, she is always very precise and meticulous in her work, especially when it comes to dancing.
But Arietta has her fiery side as well. While she rarely speaks her comments, she often writes them down in a journal, and good Lord, is she witty. If she is ever seen with a wry little smile on her lips, it means she is thinking of something clever.

History:


Youth:
Arietta grew up with both of her parents. She was a daddy's girl, through and through, for her father always focused on his daughter's happiness. Her mother, on the other hand, was very controlling. She saw to it that her daughter was formally trained, as she was, in the art of dance, and in piano. Her mother had been a dancer, professionally, before she became pregnant with Arietta. Because of the birth, she was no longer in shape to dance, so she decided to live out her dream vicariously through her daughter's life.
Arietta began dancing before she could even walk properly. It was a very laborious process, and she wanted to quit. But her mother, of course, had other plans. The training increased. Arietta quickly drew an affinity for ballet, the only place she could let her emotions out. Her father was her other outlet for emotions. But all was unwell...
Her father came down with a fatal bone marrow disease. It wasn't genetic. It had nothing to do with his line of work, which was a manager for the famous, it just appeared one day, and then he was gone. Dead. His bones too brittle to hold his body together anymore.
This destroyed Arietta, who was the tender age of 10 years old. Her mother was also upset, terribly so, but she took it out on her daughter. Her son, who was three years younger, she babied, for he looked ever so much like her late husband. Arietta, on the other hand, was punished. She was always "too fat," "too lazy," too this, too that. There was no end to the words that came out her mother's mouth. And with every year which passed, as her status among dancers grew, her love for herself faltered.


The Fall:


Arietta's beautiful dancing became her key to fame. She began performing solo acts at the age of 12, working with dance companies and starring in shows. She loved to dance. She loved simply to get out of the house. It felt like she actually meant something, up there on that stage, with the spotlight on her. And when people would rise and clap for her at the end of her performance, she felt something warm in her heart.
But it seems Arietta's fate was turned ill. In one of her performances, an intricate act had to be performed. A leap, where she would jump from a high platform into the arms of another member below. They had practiced this move several times before the show was to open, and Arietta trusted her team more than any others.
So she performed. And upon that platform, the 14 year old girl slipped. And instead of leaping, she fell, fell short of her team and no one was there to catch her. She was injured, one ankle twisted terribly, her wrists both sprained, but her pride was the thing which was most injured.
She was rushed off stage, the entire tour canceled. And in the hospital, when her body was being examined, she could see her mother outside the room, studying her daughter as if she were a science experiment. Arietta lost her drive to dance.

The Rise:
For two years, Arietta refused to dance, refused to even entire a studio. Her mother, of course, told everyone she was simply in therapy, training to return to the spotlight.
It was when she was 16, she finally had enough. She had gotten through the sitting, the waiting, the hope that something out there would make her feel whole again.
So she returned to dance, with more passion that she had ever had for the art. She leaped from job to job, holding a slew of roles in the shortest time span she could manage. She began a hot commodity, one of the most recognized dancers there was, especially for her age. But the fame had no affect on the red-head, all she cared about was getting to dance.

Selected:
Arietta did not fill out her own Selection form. She never had the drive or the will to be a part of the Selection, all she wished for was to keep perusing her love of dance. So when an envelope came in the mail saying she had been selected, you could say she was surprised.
And that would be an understatement.
While her mother denied having anything to do with the process, Arietta's suspicions immediately lied in her. Her mother told her that, perhaps, the royal family had seen her dance, perhaps they had selected her of their own accord, due to her beauty and grace. At this, Arietta simply rolled her eyes. But, the idea of perhaps being able to dance for the royals while she was going through this process...that excited her.


Family:

Father:
Edward Laurence d'Audrieu
Age: 47(deceased).
Appearance:


Mother:
AnnaLisa Ebony d'Audrieu
Age: 40
Appearance:



Likes:
+Rain Storms
+Dancing
+Kittens
+Writing down her thoughts

Dislikes:
-Her mother
-Memories of her father
-People speaking down to her


Other:
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❝ I am a Banshee, a sign of death, ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Who brings about the very last breath. ❞

( Ｍｏｒｇａｎ Ｉｓｏｌｄｅ Ａｉｒｇｅｔｌａｍ )

( Meaning ) "Bright Sea Dweller" "Fair Lady" "Silver Hand"

( pronunciation ) MOR-gen eh-SOLD A-rih-gyihch-lawm
( pseudonym ) Morgaine, Morganna, Morgause, Morrigu, Morrigan

( Caste ) Five

( occupation ) Adult Performer
( province ) St. George
( affiliation ) Southern Rebellion

( Age ) Seven Teen Years of Age

( date of birth ) May 1st『 5/1 』
( time of birth ) 1:00 a.m.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝ I only appear to a select few, ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

▬▬▬▬▬▬ To whom a slow death is long overdue. ❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬

( Sex ) Female

( gender orientation ) Feminine
( sexual orientation ) Bisexual
( romantic orientation ) Biromantic
( relationship status ) Single
( crush )
( availability ) Open to claims

❝ Appearance ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Ksenia Solo ❞

( Physique ) 5' 4", 112 lbs

( hair color ) Black
( eye color ) Light blue
( vocal pitch ) High
( dominant hand ) Right
( blood type ) O Negative
( jewelry ) 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13

( Attire )
[Casual]•[Professional]•[Formal]•[Sleepwear]

❝ Personality ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ The weeping woman ❞

Morgan is a sadist, she enjoys infecting pain upon others. She can be very lewd and often makes suggested comments and can turn any situation sexual. She is very macabre. Her sense of humor is not accepted by many. Her black comedy and dark jokes unnerve most. She gives off this aura of death and vileness that makes one's skin crawl. This, along with her creepy sense of humor and eerie jokes would make anyone sane avoid her at all costs. She has a huge temper problem. Being hot headed, she's quick to anger and gets violent easily. She does not forgive, but rather seeks to get even, and thus is violently vengeful. She is an impulsive liar and is very secretive. She is rebellious and does not like being told what to do. She may be sassy, sarcastic and snarky at times. She has a spunky and haughty personality, being narcissistic and egocentric. Combining her prideful and rebellious personalities, she can be very difficult at times. She has been known to be able to be bribed with jewelry, as long as it keeps with her dark/nature theme and if it incorporates gemstones, the more likely she is to be persuaded. She is very covetous and will often barters with people until she gets what she desires. She is also very greedy and can resort to stealing.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Day and night I scream and scream, ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
❝ I come for those who have lived so bad, those who have made many people sad. ❞
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Until your mind falls apart, at its seems. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

█ Fatal Flaw: Lust & Pride
█ Pet Peeve: Being called Megan, being touched without permission
█ Habits: Chewing on her thumb nail, biting her lip
█ Hobbies: Making toys out of bones, feathers and fur
█ Talents & Skills: Free running, climbing, acrobatics
█ Desires & Goals: To become queen
█ Accomplishments: Scaring the crap out of children
█ Failures: Getting caught scaring children
█ Embarrassments: Waking up in an alley after drinking too much
█ Addictions & Obsessions: She collects animal skulls
█ Regrets: Unknown
█ Secrets: She only wants the crown
█ Fears: She is deathly afraid of mirrors in the dark

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( Preferences & Adulation )

( superiorities )

▲ Arguing
▲ Sewing
▲ Dancing

( Disgusts & Abhorrence )

( inferiorities )

▼ Getting along with others
▼ Cooking
▼ Remembering information

▬▬▬▬▬ ❝ To your mind I'll bring terrible pain, ❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ You have no hope of staying sane. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

( History )
Born to Nuada and Dana Airgetlam on the first of May, her mother fell sick shortly after the birth and never recovered. They were sixes, lowly bakers, barely getting buy. They didn't make enough money to pay for medical help, and Dana eventually died after living several years in pain. She left behind a hardened six year old with a depressed father who turned to alcohol and women to keep his mind off of his lost love.

( Family )

( Father ) Nuada Woden Airgetlam
↳ Status: Alive | Age: 55 | ❤❤❤❤♡♡♡♡♡♡

( Mother ) Dana Freya Airgetlam
↳ Status: Decreased | Age: 40 | ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤♡♡♡

( Other )
She sometimes uses alias of: Badb, Macha, Nemain, and Fea.

▬▬▬▬ ❝ Soon you'll realize what you've done and cry, ▬▬▬▬

▬▬▬▬ By then however, you've not long till you die. ❞ ▬▬▬▬▬

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[『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』]

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reluctant selection girl
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mirabelle dyanne levosa
[ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʏᴜᴋᴏɴ ××× ‟ female · eighteen · biromantic demisexual · mira

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credits ::
▸ template inspired by Jenn, Chrys Marie, Paro, Aubree, et Shahdia
▸ dividers made by Fiend ; collage by Aubree
▸ template created by Fiend
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I put southern, but I have northern. I corrected it on the collab page

[Jenna ⭐]

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During those times, things were alright for the small family. Maeve, though she wasn't very
old took to helping out with the bakery, running errands whenever it was needed. In fact,
she continued to do this when her brother was born, and right up until tragedy struck. The
death of her mother was unexpected, brought by the birth of Maeve's sister, Katie. It's effect
spread through the family like wildfire, bringing sorrow upon the father and leaving Maeve
as the only motherly figure of the house. Even now, the family is still effected. And now with
Maeve being selected and Sergei being in such a poor state? She's sure it can only get worse.
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Don't know whether I like this or not, so. :P
Also, pwease don't steal. I worked really hard on this.

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Shahdia: Ahhhhhh, this site again XD
I just fudged around a lot and came up with that :P

Alyssa: Ahhh, thank you :)
And, ooh, yeah. I had to work around the pixelated thing a lot >.<
It's hard to get it just right.

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sean character
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sam character
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[Jenna ⭐]

Kiki: Ahhhhh, a lot of steps :P
But I just put in the picture first, then added the colored text, and then screenshot the information and put it in. Granted, it was a lot more complicated when doing it, but that's the gist :P

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dylan character
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alfie character
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. brother of necessity selection girl (hide spoiler)]

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jake character
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[dyanne]

General template which I am creating and I have no idea what I'm doing

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║▌ ▼Weakness 1 | ▼Weakness 2 | ▼Weakness 3 ║▌

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[dyanne]

Eddie Redmayne
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Master thief-- deals with information more than tangible stuff but is rather fond of weapon smuggling as well
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[dyanne]

Marloes Horst//Selected Girl
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Cyra Haiden Wolfe ║▌║▌║█│▌

►Cyra
Of Greek origin, meaning sun, throne, or lord
►Haiden
Variant of the English Hayden, meaning from the hedged in a valley
►Wolfe
Of Old German origin, meaning wolf
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║▌17 | December 27th | Female | Demisexual║▌



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║▌Blonde Hair | Blue Eyes | 5'9" | 119 lbs | Lithe ║▌

Cyra is a beauty. Fine hair, which falls in waves-- waves of silk, sunlight captured in strands. Eyes an electrifying blue, blue that pierces, blue that is cold, blue that is warm, blue which darkens and lightens depending on the day, the emotion, but is somehow the same. Never soft, always piercing. A complexion that has never been marred by any blemish, a clean slate, pure, and white. She reminds one of a goddess, with her graceful form, her eyes which seem to penetrate walls, lips always laughing, feet always dancing.

║▌ Two | Actress/Model | Neutral; formally Southern Rebel ║▌

|Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴏᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ, ᴡʜʏ?|

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INTPs pride themselves on their inventiveness and creativity, their unique perspective and vigorous intellect. They love patterns, and spotting discrepancies between statements could almost be described as a hobby, making it a bad idea to lie to an INTP. This makes it ironic that INTPs' word should always be taken with a grain of salt - it's not that they are dishonest, but people with the INTP personality type tend to share thoughts that are not fully developed, using others as a sounding board for ideas in a debate against themselves rather than as actual conversation partners. This may make them appear unreliable, but in reality no one is more enthusiastic and capable of spotting a problem, drilling through the endless factors and details that encompass the issue and developing a unique and viable solution than INTPs. People who share the INTP personality type aren't interested in practical, day-to-day activities and maintenance, but when they find an environment where their creative genius and potential can be expressed, there is no limit to the time and energy INTPs will expend in developing an insightful and unbiased solution.
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She is nonchalance. The carefree grace she inhibits in the talk shows, while accepting awards, while letting the artificial wind blow her air just so as she poses? It is more than just an act. It seeps into her life, a light, carefree attitude which is easy to laugh, to smile. It is not the carefree attitude of a child, a child too innocent, a child warm and sunny, but rather of the wind, cool, calm, the light breeze that plays with your hair and chases you down the street-- a breeze one easily befriends, not realizing that there is so much power, that the tables can turn much too quickly.

It is a calculated nonchalance, nonchlance which never crosses indifference, nonchalance which is found by the girl who sits and observes, who realizes that people, like the winds, are fickle, and so one has to tread lightly, to shake leaves off the branches without taking the branches down themselves, leave an impact, but subtly, gently. As calculating as she is, she knows nothing is certain. She questions everything, including herself, delving so far into mystery that to most, she is one herself. A great enigma, for most sense that there is something more to this girl than the laughs, the lightfooted ways, her eyes which contradict by piercing through the veil, but never allowing yours to pierce through hers.

Pain has not hardened her, but it is what fuels her. Betrayal has closed her off, but she is no cynic. Merely a questioner. If you put a gun to her head and asked her what she stood for, she would shrug and tell you nothing, except maybe life itself. Give her a gun and tell her to shoot, and she will ask why. Ask her where her heart is, and she'll give her smile, the same smile she always gives, and tell you that's it's gone missing in action. Not dead. Just missing.

She does not give into the lies of man. She has forged one too many lies, and so she see the lies of others. She will find ways to get the truth, the facts, but facts are conditional, and almost nothing is concrete, so she is apt to throw them aside as well. She does not believe what she sees, she does not believe the words that come out of others' mouths, she does not believe her own mouth, and so you ask, what does she believe in?
Cyra believes in something she hasn't found yet. But she lives in the assurance that it, whatever it is, exists. And that is enough.


║▌ ▲Intelligence | ▲Nonchalance & Grace | ▲Observance ║▌

║▌ ▼Withdrawn/Cold | ▼Mistrusting | ▼Loathe Guidelines ║▌


|Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪsʜ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ. Aɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴄᴀsᴇs, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇ.|

► H ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

They were lawyers, and they believed theirs were the only hands bringing justice. It was a mask, a trick card, a card which let rules slide, a card people didn't see, until one day, the cards rained down onto the floor from their sleeves too fast and they had to escape. Escape back south. They returned with a third piece of baggage. Adrian Lucie Stevenson was her name, but they decided that in the end, names were mere words and resorted to calling her girl, refusing to see the human in the plump, pink, twenty inch babe. They taught the girl how to grow up too fast, they trained her ruthlessly, they told her that the bruises and the scratches would heal, that this was their way of showing their love. If they were cruel, than the world was worse than hell itself, and if she could not withstand their pain, she would not be able to live.

She did not believe them, but she played their game because oddly, she liked the feeling of rippling muscles under splotches of blue and black, because as time went on, the tables turned and it wasn't her ass slamming onto the ground every time. The training was brutal because the motto was brutal: kill or be killed. There was no middle ground. If you wanted to live, you had to fight for it.

At twelve, they decided they were ready and moved back-- they were Twos once more under the pretense that her parents were music video producers and the girl assumed another name, a name she created for herself and all of a sudden, Cyra Wolfe, the little beauty with the sharp blue eyes, was an up and coming model. It was a different sort of battlefield, one that depended not on physical strength, but on wits, on knowing when to keep your mouth open and when to keep it shut, on guarding secrets and spinning a false identity for the public to latch onto. Let them become parasites, for the life force they were sucking off of did not exist. She was homeschooled, schooled in the arts of lying, stealing, fighting, and killing but in her own time she devoured book after book and found that there was a new sort of power, a new sort of freedom, in the knowledge she gained. She looked and realized how many lies she had been told, how many times she had been betrayed. In the end, she let go, let the stones sink to the bottom, but she never forgot.

At fourteen, she started acting, another layer upon the layers. It was easy, so easy to act-- after all, wasn't that what she had been doing ever since she emerged from her mother's womb? Acting, pretending, lying, it was all the same to her now. The training became rougher as the stakes became higher; The Stevensons cloaked themselves in their newfound name-- they were wolves, they had hidden in plain sight, they took their fame and flaunted it because no one would suspect, no one would know. They were waiting for orders from the regent, another who was playing the inevitably deadly game, donning so many masks, and they told Cyra to look up and revel at this web they had so intricately spun, to pay homage to the beloved regent who was like them, pushed her to act, pushed her to fame, pushed her to more bruises, to more scrapes, pushed her to lie, lie, and lie yet again.

At fifteen, they were invited to the palace. The strings were pulled by the man who hid himself in light. The Wolfes had gained so much attention in the last three years, the parents with their critcally acclaimed, controversial, grusome TV show, and the not-so-little Cyra with her acting skills, her beautiful face, her trademark piercing blue eyes. It was rumored that the delicate looking beauty did all her own stunts, it was rumored that the grittines in the shows that the Wolfes produced were drawn from the lost past, and then it was rumored that they had been invited to the palace. All three rumors were true, but the public was only certain of the last one.

The night before, they reminded her of what she stood for-- they told her that she was the destined one, fated to kill the prince, to bring glory and vengeance and for a moment, she believed it. The next day, she met the regent, and more importantly, met him, and everything shattered. She looked into his eyes and her insides clenched and twisted and she was overcome with emotions she thought she was incapable of feeling. She looked at her hands and for a moment she had a vision of his blood on her hands and knew that if she were to believe what they told her, killing him would also kill her. She did not know why, she did not understand, she only knew that in a second, her facade had been shredded and it was because of him and his knowing brown eyes.

That night, she examined her life, and clung to the odd sorts of loyalties she had forged. She knew too much, but she would let it stay in the night, stay in the dark. In her own twisted way, she loved them, and could not see black turn to red because of her damning lips.
But she was done living in the night, and so Cyra Haiden Wolfe did the bravest act in her fifteen years of life.
She ran.

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❝Love is a dream for the poor❞

[ Nαṃε ] Poppy Katherine Woods
[ Mεαṉïṉģ ]

[ Aģε ] 16 years old
[ Bïɾτhḋατε ] 4th August
[ Bïɾτhρlαсε ] Allens


[ Gεṉḋεɾ ] Female
[ Sεχυαlïτÿ ] Straight
[ Rεlατïøṉṡhïρ ] Open

[Allïαṉсε ] Illéa
[ Pɾøvïṉсε ] Allens
[ сαṡτε ] 4
[ Wεαlτh ] Poppy is firmly middle class, she has some money but not loads.
[ Fαṃïlÿ'ṡ Oссυρατïøṉ ] Her father owns a high end jewellers.


❝Why did I agree to your crazy plan?❞


⊰ нαιя ⊱ Red
⊰ єуєѕ ⊱ Hazel
⊰ нєιgнт ⊱ 5'8
⊰ ωєιgнт ⊱ 7 1/2 stone
⊰ вυιℓ∂ ⊱ Slender


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[ Pεɾṡøṉαlïτÿ ] Poppy is a lively girl that makes the most out of life. She doesn't complain about the hand she has been dealt she just gets on with it and makes the most of it. She lives each moment as if it could be her last because you never no it could and what is the point in just surviving? She wants to live. She is a determined girl and when she puts her mind to something she almost always achieves what she wants.

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[Jasmine | ModernScrolls]

Selected Girl - Case Five - Paloma Province - Noelia Inez Gutierrez

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"Maybe this will be my chance to prove everyone wrong. Who says a girl has to come from power to amount to great things?"



{Name}: Noelia Inez Gutierrez
Nicknames: N/A



{Age}: 19
Date of Birth: August 29, 1995
Place of Birth: Paloma Province
Time of Birth: 11:57 AM



{Caste}: Five
Province: Paloma
Affiliation: Illea



{Gender}: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single



{Appearance}:
Written Appearance: Noelia is a bit on the shorter side, coming in at 5'2, and she was born with naturally tan skin. Her brown hair flows down to the middle of her back and is slightly wavy. She has big eyes that are a stormy grey, but no one knows where she inherited them from. Her body is lean and toned, having been shaped by all the dancing that she does. Due to good genetics and the workout she gets from dancing she is very healthy, and she is able to maintain the hour-glass form that she was luckily born with. She loves to wear dangly earrings and multiple arm bands, as they remind her much of the attire that she wears when she dances.
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{Personality}: Noelia is a sharp witted girl who often times has trouble holding her tongue. She can be very sarcastic and snarky, and it is for this reason that she often times finds herself alone. She doesn't mind much because she prefers to be alone. Although her parents tried to instill it in her, she is often times anything but lady-like. Noelia does have manners and is aware of when to use them, but her defiant nature often times rules over. She is extremely passionate in the things that she loves and will put forth 100% in things she feels deserve it. Noelia can be a bit hot-headed and is considerd sneaky and devious by many who know her. However, she is extremely loyal to those who have gained her trust, and is extremely trustworthy as well. Anyone who gets close enough to Noelia to befriend her knows that she would put her life on the line to save those that she cares about and loves deeply. Noelia loves passionately, and it can sometimes be a bit too much for people to handle. While she can sometimes seem to be a lot to handle, she is truly a good person.


{History}: Noelia grew up in a small household with her mother, father, and older brother. Her parents didn't make the most money, but they made enough to get by. Imagination and the arts were always encouraged in Noelia's household, and she quickly fell in love with dancing. Dancing came naturally to Noelia, and with her brother having quickly taken to the beauty of instruments, it was normal to find the both of them out on the sides of the street, one playing the music and the other one dancing to it.

Noelia had been convinced to enter her application because of her friends, all of whom had said she would never do it. She did it more to prove them wrong than anything. It was a surprise to all of them when they found that she had been selected, and suddenly everything was much more real. Paloma decided she was determined to try to win this thing. Not only would it be amazing to see that a girl from a lower case such as herself could beat the higher ups, but she also knew that it would mean her family would never have to worry about money again. Her brother wasn't happy about it, and he practically begged her to stay, even knowing that such a thing was not possible. Instead, he gave her his necklace, as a means of always remembering him even when she was far away.



{Family}:
Mother: Laura Marie Gutierrez
Father: Christian Gutierrez
Siblings:
Older Brother - Javier Gutierrez


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Jaxon Carter
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✴ {Aᴘᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛ Aɢᴇ} 26
✴ {D.O.B} April 8th
✴ {P.O.B} Sota Province

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         ▹ first: A Graceful Women (Irish)
         ▹ middle: Nobel Spear (English)
         ▹ last: Deer Farm (English)

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Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ |♧| Blanca Suárez |♧|



♧ | An average maid swept away in the Women's Room. She was new at the palace, and was replacing the maid that was looking at her's friend. She couldn't help but notice the girl had brown hair that started dark but got progressively lighter. It began as a dark chocolate color, but blended into a light tan coffee color and curled up at the bottom. Bangs that went till her eyebrow covered the majority of her forehead. She had light skin that easily got a tan if she didn't put on a lot of lotion to protect her delicate skin from the blasting rays. Dirty green eyes would show underneath thick black glasses. They were the color of bright vibrant grass being mixed with dirt on a rainy day. The maid, Faylinn, was taller than the rest of her family at the height of 5 feet and 7 inches, nearly 5 feet and 8 inches. After suffering the life of being a Seven, Faylinn had strong bones but nearly no fat. She only weighed 115 pounds, and at her height she was too thin. Faylinn could be considered pretty in a different way than usual.

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|♧|Long evenings, settled near the fireplace striving for warmth to hit their faces after the snow fell onto their shoulders, were spent during horrible times. The family of Seven’s were all shivering by the wood burning heat source after working outside. It had been a long day for all of them, especially the little baby that had to stay home with the babies sister. Since the child was nearly one, she could not work. Mother and Father needed to work on shoveling snow out of the way for Mr. Robinson, who the parents gardened for in the summer and spring. The Fall had ended long ago and the money for cleaning gutters had disappeared. Now days with no food and little work went by. Most people were snowed in and everything was frozen, so little work needed to be done besides shoveling. If any family knew, the Darby’s surely were familiar that five hours shoveling made not nearly enough money for a patched quilt, let alone a dinner for four people. Since the sister usually found work helping her parents, less income was made when the baby came. Hopefully, that would soon change when the child became of age to work along side them. One day when Catherine, the eldest child of the Darby’s, was snowed in at a friends house and Baby Faylinn was fast asleep. Mr. Darby grew angry that his baby had no food and that his other daughter was becoming too skinny. His wife was going pale and her stomach grumble every night. Mr. Darby’s brother was in town, and had recently joined the Northern Rebels.

“Brother, the rebels have food and are looking into more warriors. Would you be interested in joining my wife and I onto this journey of freedom? You could live like this still, but be a rebel with me and have food. Your family would be safe from the chaos of Illea,” he said late at night when Mrs. Darby had headed upstairs for a cold quick bath.

“ Would my children be healthy? Would I have food on the table every night?” He asked.

His brother replied, “You could always be undercover and live as a usual citizen. I could talk to them about it. Of course you’d have to meet out leader. He’d want to meet your family, too.”

After convincing Mrs. Darby, they went off into the woods, with their children, to meet him. They decided the situation would work and then their lives were lived as being undercover.

It was a sad day when Mr. Darby got killed. It was early spring on an construction sight when he was knocked over on a high building by a metal beam. Mrs. Darby stopped working for some time to mourn, leaving Sister Cathy to take care of them. Greedy Mrs. Darby decided she didn’t like work and never went back to it. She sat on the chairs and mourned as eating what was left from the leftover’s all day until the bread for dinner was served. Catherine eventually got married to a man of a higher caste. In fact he was a Four. After that Catherine left the house, leaving only Mother and Faylinn. Absolutely no money was left.

“Mother! I can’t support myself, let alone you. I’m fifteen and I can’t get a job because my age!” Shouted Faylinn after Mother ate all they had for dinner. “ I have no food because you eat it all while I’m doing your work. How could you do this to me? How could you leave me with all this and not lift a finger? I make dinner, I pay for the food, I clean the house, I do the laundry. You just run up the bill and labor I have to do!”

After that day Mother and Faylinn grew apart. One day Faylinn just left and never came home. She went off into the streets and ran away with a small backpack. Her mother started working again to support herself and got a small apartment after her daughter left. Failing left the dreadful place that was once her home and as her journey went on she realized she would be an Eight. She was a runaway with only the money she had in her pocket. It was a hot summer day when she saw a poster:

Maids needed at the Illea Palace! Good paying job and a new opportunity, was what it read.

Grabbing the poster and looking at it, she decided to send in a form to the address given below. One interview later she became a maid at the palace.

Since of Faylinn’s horrible past she made one up. She stretched the truth, not lied. Her story was that she saw the poster near a market near her house and she tried to be a maid and got accepted. Her sister married up a caste and her Father passed away of an illness. Her Mother lived in an apartment and supported her decision to be a maid. The story was always the same so no one suspected she was a runaway for at least 2 months.

♧ name | father
♧ name | mother
♧ name | sister
♧ name | brother

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Lily Collins // Selected girl

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Lᴀᴜʀᴇʟ Mᴀʀʏsᴇ Cᴀʀʟᴇᴛᴏɴ ╾╾╾╾╾╾ female ‧ 17 ‧ bisexual ‧ selected ‧

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↳ caste 3, writer and director (in training), province of ____
↳ though she says she is loyal to Illea, she serves only herself

A ᴘ ᴘ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ ╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾ ʟɪʟʏ ᴄᴏʟʟɪɴs : (view spoiler)[
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‧ brown hair tinged auburn ‧ hazel eyes ‧ slim physique ‧ 5'5" ‧ 120 lbs ‧




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P ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ ╾╾╾╾╾╾ ambitious ‧ selfish ‧ intellectual ‧ trait ‧
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( strengths ) writing ‧ debate ‧ her ambition
( weaknesses ) self-centered ‧
( likes ) novels ‧ the rain ‧
( dislikes ) people getting in her way ‧

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( relations ) she has eyes only for the prince, but it's far from true love

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- caste 2 or 3
- wants the crown more than anything
- parents always pushed her, older brother Mr. Perfect - had to live in his shadow - this is the way to be better
- actually maybe use her for half-sibling collab w/ Scout's maid maybe but same deal as above?
- use for enemy collab w Rea?
- sees Jenny's chara as main competitor - rivalry - fighting it out over the prince - end up falling in love


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- rebel
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Arden Cho // Selected girl

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Asᴀᴍɪ Yᴜɴ Tᴀɴᴀᴋᴀ ╾╾╾╾╾╾╾ just Asami ‧ 18 ‧ female ‧ bisexual ‧

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↳ caste 5, dancer, province of ____ : while not of the upper castes, Asuka's life was not necessarily harsh

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P ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ ╾╾╾╾╾╾ passionate ‧ absent-minded ‧ dreamy ‧ indecisive ‧
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( strengths ) thinking outside the box
( weaknesses ) lying
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for myself~
https://31.media.tumblr.com/499e0510e...

friendship w/ scout's Holland
romantic w/ fie's Posey

dreamer, passionate, shit liar
taught basic martial arts b/c of aunt's incident
dancer and artist
doesn't really want to be here - side effect

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❝This is real - I can touch it and I can feel it and my heart knows it.❞

[Full Name] Winter Marie Wells
{Nicknames} Snowflake or Snow by friends and family

[Age] 17
{Apparent Age} 17
{Date of Birth} October 30th
{Place of Birth} Seattle, Washington
{Time of Birth} 4:29 AM

[Zodiac Sign] Scorpio
{Birthstone} Rose
{Spirit Animal} Swan

[Gender] Female
{Sexuality} Straight

[Relationship Status] Open

[Caste] Five
[Affiliation] Northern Rebels
{Province} Zuni
[Occupation} Artist


[Written Appearance] Winter is a dark-haired girl with naturally straight hair. Her eyes are brown, and her skin is light. Her shoe size is size nine, a little large. She has many blemishes on her cheeks, but is still attractive. She doesn't dress wildly and is usually pretty simply dressed, in leggings and blouses with flats or boots with little or no jewelry. However, it's trendy in her own way. However, she does like very low cut things on occasion.
[Picture Appearance]

[Dressing Style]
Casual
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{Nationality} Australian
{Hair Color} Black
{Eye Color} Brown
{Skin Tone} Pale
{Blood Type} AB+
{Height} 5 feet 5 inches
{Weight} 116 pounds
{Markings} Pierced ears.




[Personality]
Winter is a simple girl whom many people don't understand. As a child, she could've probably been the most popular girl in school, but she's always been harder to reach out to. When she does find friends, she holds them close. She doesn't want to be a social butterfly and doesn't go looking for people, but she's not anti-social and wishes people would look for her. Being painted as a lonely soul is not her wish. She sees herself as unique and a bit depressed, and a true friend will change her if they can see past the dark makeup and sad smiles into her heart. Winter is also very passionate about what she loves and isn't afraid what other people think about her anymore, and is quick to stand up for what she believes in. Her belief is that everyone should be able to be educated and have a real chance at life. She's very spiritual and into yoga, meditation, soul mates, and fate. Music is one of her favorite things. Despite popular belief, she isn't a bookworm - Winter dislikes English and literature greatly. She is very gifted in music, playing Clarinet, piano, and singing. Unfortunately, she is also very stubborn and gruff at times, feeling that she cannot tell anyone except for maybe her best friend almost anything about her personal life. Lastly, she can be overly harsh often. She wants to be in the selection not as much for the Prince as for the Crown - she wants the power to change things.

{Habits}
♧ Chewing peppermint gum whenever she's nervous.
♧ Humming loudly without intending to.


{Likes}
❤ Music
❤ Yoga
❤ Dance
❤ Mints
❤ Birds

{Dislikes}
✘ Schoolwork
✘ Messes
✘ Being Oppressed
✘ Chinese Food
✘ Unrealistic Notions

{Strengths}
▲ Very Spiritual
▲ Not Afraid to be honest and speak up
▲ Loyal

{Weaknesses}
▼ Depressed
▼ Can be overly dramatic
▼ Can hold to much faith in one person



[Statuses]
{Power} ★✩
{Compassion} ★★
{Empathy} ★★
{Creativity} ★★
{Mental Flexibility} ★★
{Passion/Motivation} ★★
{Education} ★✩
{Stamina} ★✩
{Speed) ★✩
{Physical Strength} ✩✩
{Battle Skill} ✩✩
{Initiative} ★✩
{Restrain} ★✩
{Agility} ★★
{Strategy} ★✩
{Dexterity}★✩
{Durability| ★✩
|Endurance| ★✩
|Reflexes| ★✩
|Balance| ★★
|Arcane Intelligence| ★✩
|Musical-Rhythmic Intelligence| ★★
|Visual-Spatial Intelligence| ★✩
|Verbal-Linguistic Intelligence| ✩✩
|Logical-Mathematical Intelligence| ★★
|Bodily-Kinesthetic Intelligence| ★✩
|Interpersonal Intelligence| ★✩
|Intrapersonal Intelligence| ★✩
|Existential Intelligence| ★✩
|Natural Intelligence| ★★




❝That's not who I am.❞

[History] As a young child, Winter was happy. She loved beautiful things and fun activities like any other first grade girl. When she was in third grade, one of her family's biggest patrons died, depriving them of seasonal money her family depended on. Although her mother didn't like the idea, Winter was pulled out of public school and homeschooled, giving her more time to be working on her paintings - she was the only one in her family who showed talent for it. [Her sister and father were singers, (her sister played piano) her brother played piano, trumpet and violin, and her mother danced.] The family scraped by for a few years, but about the time Winter was ten she began being bullied, although she wasn't ever sure why. She became very Zen and a bit of a Buddhist, believing in Nirvana and spiritual enlightenment. From there, she became very spiritually strong and wise. At about age fifteen, Winter discovered the rebels accidently when she chased a neighbor's dog who she had promised to catch. The dog ran straight into an old, empty hotel where half a dozen Northern Rebels were meeting. After getting over her initial reaction (Trying to scream and run) she heard them out and eventually joined them later than month.

When the selection came up, Winter's mom was afraid Winter would refuse - so she was pleasantly surprised when Winter agreed without fight. When she was selected, she was shocked - this was her chance to change her world.

[Mother] Summer Wells [Love: 10/10]
[Father] Darius Wells [Love: 9/10]
{Siblings}
~ Autumn Rowell [26, Female] [Love: 9/10]
~ August Wells [23, Male] [Love: 10/10]

[Friends]
~ Open for Collabs

[Enemies]
~ Open for Collabs

[Pets]
~ Her family's cat, Arpeggio




[Home] Zuni Province

[Other] N/A


❝The world is black and white - but some things are meant to be screaming color.❞

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