It sometimes feels like my scarf is after me.
But I can't get rid of it
Username: WanSham
Name: Greblin Jacobs
Gender: Demi-girl
Personality: Greb is definitely off, no doubt about it. She has this aura about her, as if it destroys the mind and sanity of those who enter it. She was once a very silent person, but after spending years in solitary confinement, she mentally cracked. Her face scarred with a retched smile that sticks to her till the end of time. She can't help it. Even in times of extreme sorrow, a crooked smile hangs on her face. She doesn't really mind the looks people give to her, especially when the "Voices" in her head begin their evening conversations. Greb tends to silence others and allow the noise to die down. Even without the voices she's strange. Greb believes that the scarf hanging on her neck is permanently attached to her, constantly trying to get her. But that's nonsense....... right?
The voices are having a conversation right now.
Please be quiet
I scraped my knee.
But then I started to giggle.
Regular day: Greb's day is...eventful at the least. She goes into any town she's in, a smile on her face and walk around. On of her favorite places to go is dying stores, who are going out of business. Not because of the cheap things, but because she enjoys watching the end of a place. Other than that, she sometimes goes hiking around, watching the other people stare at her. She sometimes goes bird watching, and by bird watching, she trys to catch them for "Supper". But then she soon realizes she doesn't have to do that anymore.









Full name:
Les Pershing
Name Meaning:
"The holly orchard of
whom cares for peaches"
Nickname(s):
Lez, Lesley
Age: 25 years old /
Capricorn / Jan 2nd
Sexuality/Status:
No preference
Occupation:
Story board artist/
Plot Director
My Heart Song:
Blink 182 -
I Miss you










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