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Alice Sage
Female
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name:: Alice Sage
nickname:: Wisp or Wispy
group:: Clubs
gender:: female
age:: 18
height:: 5'2
sexuality:: straight
preference:: males
hair color:: light dusty brown that feathers into blonde ombre'd ends
hair type ((curly, straight, wavy, etc.)):: slight curls
eye color:: green with gold flecks
body modifications ((tattoos, earrings, etc.):: her whole back is covered in a tattoo of a pair of folded in black wings, so detailed that you could almost swear they were real; a tattoo on her right shoulder; one down her whole left arm; and one on her right inner forearm
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history:: Alice's past isn't one of the greatest. Her mother always tried to look nice for her father, always asking 'Do you like this outfit?' 'Isn't it nice?' anything to please him. But he would always end up yelling at his wife, thinking of her as a selfish, stupid individual. Her mother never fought back either, which left Wisp not knowing what to do when her father would attack her instead of her mom. She was then taken in and out of various foster homes, being returned after she proved herself to be uneasily tamed. She would tip over dressers and throw glass things, just so that she could hear them shatter. Her favorite foster home activity was when she discovered the great balcony that lead to a beach below and she would drop items over the edge. And when she would have mental breakdowns the only way to calm her down was to throw her in the shower and turn on the water as it rained down upon her head. As she got older, around the age of 14 she was practically dead, just a trapped soul inside a shell made of skin and bones. The life was gone. Until she came to age of 18 and she had a choice of where to go, leaving the foster care system and going off on her own in the streets, now her own raging ball of fire that was fiery, bright, and proud. She had only seen Luca once since the officials had separated them, her mother twice. Luca had been 4 and she had met her mom once when she turned 12, another time when she was 14. Her only wish is to meet Luca again, but she doesn't know how or where to find him.
p.traits:: fighting, arguing, running, stealth
n.traits:: flinchy, fear often flashes in her eyes at some movements, breakdowns, anything mentioned about her brother, promises
likes:: breaking things (her fav. being glass bottles), tea, coffee, storms (pounding rain, lighting, thunder), big cats, stars
dislikes:: extremely violent people, alcohol, small spaces, anything that sounds like the clanking of chains, rope
talents:: stealth, parkour, agility/flexibility, poisons/ making her own deadly creations
fears:: promises, mirrors, photos
other:: She has a gold locket that has a picture of tiny baby Luca inside
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Ambrosia Faliq
Female
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name:: Ambrosia Faliq >>Face claim>> Cara Delevingne^^
nickname:: Faliq, or normally Spark
group:: Spades
gender:: female
age:: 18
height:: 5'3
sexuality:: straight
preference:: males
hair color:: dirty blonde
hair type ((curly, straight, wavy, etc.)):: straight/ slight waves
eye color:: Bright blue, with a silver innercore.
body modifications ((tattoos, earrings, etc.):: red spade tattoo clearly visible on her inner-shoulder above her collarbone, unless covered, and small finger tattoos depicting random tribal designs
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history:: Ambrosia grew up in a disorderly home; if you could even call a run-down apartment building a home. She despised her parents because all they cared about were each other and the didn't have real jobs or such like that. She was surprised how they still even had enough money to continue to buy necessities. But nonetheless, she left. Packed a small backpack and hiked it outa there. She's never seen her parents since and they obviously hadn't even tried to find her. It bothers her, and she may jump or be a bit snappy if you touch her; like a hand on her shoulder, or something as simple as that. Bad pasts lead to unexplained habits. Ambrosia is a thief, but is normally not suspected, as she is very secretive in doing so. Therefore, how she had nice clothes >>not a dead giveaway that she would be a thief<<, money, food, and other sorts. She's vicious yet weak at the same time, random- how she could be valuable to a group. But she has struck out on her own and just arrived in the city, quickly learning the ways of the street kids and decided to start out as a Joker and see where it takes her.
personality:: Despite her past, Faliq is actually quite the character. She's 100% wild and untamed, always unpredictable. And she likes it that way- being a random wild thing. Her mind sees no limits and it considers every possibility, making her dangerous and lethal despite her fun but twisted personality. Ambrosia isn't like this all the time though, which is sad really. Some days, her spirit dies out, leaving only ashes where colorful flame used to burn. And it's sometimes days or weeks, or luckily hours until her embers begin to glow again, and her fire burns once more. Sometimes she just needs a helping hand to get her back on her feet.
p.traits:: dangerous, stubborn, manipulative, clever, wild
n.traits:: depression/mood swings, bright clothing, her fears, bad at explaining and taking orders
likes:: knives, hair, color, night, darkness, tea, coffee, people, snakes
dislikes:: spiders, guns, cold temperatures, girly girls
talents:: knife throwing, combat, talking >>counts as a skill in her mind<<, manipulating, stealth, spying
fears:: Spiders. Stupid, wretched, awful spiders. Chickens...
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