Kaenniswen
03-14-08, 11:19 PM
Name: Unknown at this time
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Hair: Dark red, almost black
Skin: Moon kissed white
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: 3’10”
Weight: 74 lbs.
Race: ???
Appearance: Tiny and slender for her age, she is a doll come to life. Shiny and unbound bound her waist length hair is a red so dark it’s almost black. The visible side of her face, her left side promises great beauty once she grows and blossoms. Hidden under the shinning veil of hair and clothing her right side is a thing of horrors. Stripped of skin and the majority of muscles white bones gleam through tendons and the few muscles left.
Personality: Quiet and soft-spoken she shies away from large crowds of people, yet will watch everything carefully from her safe corner. When coerced into speaking she lapses into a semi formal way of talking. She has a child’s needs and wants and adults’ reasoning.
Items: Clothing, a doll that is a replica of herself except both sides are whole. She calls the doll Leika.
Clothing: A soft cotton dress that matches the colors of her eyes. It cover her from neck to wrist to ankle the waist drawn in with a swath of white lace that matches the lace found at her neck and wrists. Tiny soft soled shoes match the dress protect her feet. A glove made of lace covers her right hand. No matter what her travels take her through her dress and shoes never tear nor become soiled.
Abilities: She feeds off of positive emotions that are focused solely on her. No harm is done other than a slight emotional numbing after prolonged exposure. (3 days) Downside: negative emotions focused at the girl will harm her, causing pain.
Leika has the ability to walk around, amuse her owner and comfort her. It has no way to communicate no intelligence and no ability to harm anyone.
Forgetfulness: Once parted from a person or a place she will forget them after a month’s time. Any future encounters will be as if for the first time.
Shadowing: Born of the neccesity to hide part of herself she can tug a shadow she stands within, or inches away from, to partly obscure the part of her that scares people. She also has the ability to know without looking just where the shadows lay in any given place.
History: I was on a ship, it seemed as if I had always existed on this ship. Weathered wood and fathomless grey blue ocean were the two things that filled my memory. The faces and the people that came with the ship were just a by-product, something to be avoided just like they avoided me. Hidden by the crates lashed to the deck I smiled as I watched Leika skip and dance before me. The same wind that made Leika’s pretty dress billow and flap also tossed my long hair about, exposing the one feature I so often forgot to hide.
“Back to your quarters, demon!” A man shouted at me. I flinched away from the ship hand, his anger and disgust feeling like needles pricking deeply into my skin. Sniffling, biting my lip and scooping up Leika, I ran for the open hatch to hide in my dark room once more. Behind me I heard the faint cry sound out that land had just been sighted.
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Hair: Dark red, almost black
Skin: Moon kissed white
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: 3’10”
Weight: 74 lbs.
Race: ???
Appearance: Tiny and slender for her age, she is a doll come to life. Shiny and unbound bound her waist length hair is a red so dark it’s almost black. The visible side of her face, her left side promises great beauty once she grows and blossoms. Hidden under the shinning veil of hair and clothing her right side is a thing of horrors. Stripped of skin and the majority of muscles white bones gleam through tendons and the few muscles left.
Personality: Quiet and soft-spoken she shies away from large crowds of people, yet will watch everything carefully from her safe corner. When coerced into speaking she lapses into a semi formal way of talking. She has a child’s needs and wants and adults’ reasoning.
Items: Clothing, a doll that is a replica of herself except both sides are whole. She calls the doll Leika.
Clothing: A soft cotton dress that matches the colors of her eyes. It cover her from neck to wrist to ankle the waist drawn in with a swath of white lace that matches the lace found at her neck and wrists. Tiny soft soled shoes match the dress protect her feet. A glove made of lace covers her right hand. No matter what her travels take her through her dress and shoes never tear nor become soiled.
Abilities: She feeds off of positive emotions that are focused solely on her. No harm is done other than a slight emotional numbing after prolonged exposure. (3 days) Downside: negative emotions focused at the girl will harm her, causing pain.
Leika has the ability to walk around, amuse her owner and comfort her. It has no way to communicate no intelligence and no ability to harm anyone.
Forgetfulness: Once parted from a person or a place she will forget them after a month’s time. Any future encounters will be as if for the first time.
Shadowing: Born of the neccesity to hide part of herself she can tug a shadow she stands within, or inches away from, to partly obscure the part of her that scares people. She also has the ability to know without looking just where the shadows lay in any given place.
History: I was on a ship, it seemed as if I had always existed on this ship. Weathered wood and fathomless grey blue ocean were the two things that filled my memory. The faces and the people that came with the ship were just a by-product, something to be avoided just like they avoided me. Hidden by the crates lashed to the deck I smiled as I watched Leika skip and dance before me. The same wind that made Leika’s pretty dress billow and flap also tossed my long hair about, exposing the one feature I so often forgot to hide.
“Back to your quarters, demon!” A man shouted at me. I flinched away from the ship hand, his anger and disgust feeling like needles pricking deeply into my skin. Sniffling, biting my lip and scooping up Leika, I ran for the open hatch to hide in my dark room once more. Behind me I heard the faint cry sound out that land had just been sighted.