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ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ
ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴇ sᴛᴀɴᴅ
ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sɪᴅᴇ,
ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω ɪ'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ᴄᴏʟᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ ωᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ
ɴᴏ ɪ ωᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ,
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
sᴏ ғᴀʀ ᴀωᴀʏ
ɪ ωɪsʜ ʏᴏᴜ ωᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ
ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ,
ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ
ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴅ
ωɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʏ ᴍʏ sɪᴅᴇ
ɪ ωɪʟʟ ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇғᴇɴᴅ
ɪ'ʟʟ ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇғᴇɴᴅ
ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ,
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ ωʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴀʏ,
ωʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴀʏ ɪ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ,
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ
ωʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ's ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
ωɪʟʟ ωᴏʀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛʟʏ
ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ,
ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ
ʟᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ
ʟᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ
ʟᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ,
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴇ sᴛᴀɴᴅ
ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sɪᴅᴇ,
ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω ɪ'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ᴄᴏʟᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ ωᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ
ɴᴏ ɪ ωᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ,
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
sᴏ ғᴀʀ ᴀωᴀʏ
ɪ ωɪsʜ ʏᴏᴜ ωᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ
ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ,
ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ
ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴅ
ωɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʏ ᴍʏ sɪᴅᴇ
ɪ ωɪʟʟ ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇғᴇɴᴅ
ɪ'ʟʟ ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇғᴇɴᴅ
ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ,
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ ωʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴀʏ,
ωʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴀʏ ɪ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ,
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ
ωʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ's ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
ωɪʟʟ ωᴏʀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛʟʏ
ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ,
ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ
ʟᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ
ʟᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ
ʟᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴅᴀ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ,
ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ωᴀʏ
ωʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ
sᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏω
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ,
ωᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
"Look at the bright side."
Name:: My name? Well I guess that's easy enough. My name is Julianne. Oh, my full name? Jeez you should of been more specific. It's Julianne Elizabeth Winters.
Nickname:: Well I've got a couple of 'em. Jules is one of them. That's what my mom calls me. Some people like to call me Julie or Anne too. I don't like either of those. To be completely honest, I prefer Jazza. Call me anything but Julianne or Jazza (unless your my mom) and I'm gonna get snippy.
Gender:: Have you looked at me lately? I don't think guys have this many curves, if you know what I mean. Good gracious, I'm a female (thank the gods).
Age:: I'm seventeen years old. Yep. Seniority!
Sexual Orientation:: Well let's dive straight into that, shall we? I'm pretty sure I'm bisexual, if you really want to know. Now don't get all creeped out by me, I do prefer guys to be honest, but there are some girls that are perfectly fine by me.
Family:: So you want to know my family now, do ya? Well I've got a loving mother, of course. Her name's Kim Winters but I just call her mom. My stepdad takes good care of her, his name's Curtis Winters. I haven't grown comfortable enough to call him "dad", even though he's been my real father figure for the longest time. My real dad? Well. He's the king of the Underworld. Old Hades himself. Yep. So I guess my stepmom would be Persephone. I've never really talked to her though. I think she likes me, since I'm the reason why she got some alone time to herself while Hades was with my mom.
"There's no such thing as people changing you only get to know them better."
Personality:: I'm a fighter. That's one of the first things people find out about me and if they don't know it already, they come to find that out really quick; especially my enemies. I rarely, if never, back down from a fight. Especially if the battle is over something I hold dear or is very close to me. Get to my family, for example, and I'm coming for blood. I'm also impulsive and tend to act out on the first feeling I get instead of thinking things out rationally and carefully. This tends to get me into a lot of trouble later, after I've lashed/acted out, but sometimes I'm also rewarded by my somewhat brash behavior. I'm fairly witty and I pride myself on my abilities of sarcasm and good-natured humor. Poking and teasing at my friends is a must for me, no matter how angry they get. I guess my wit also goes hand in hand with my bluntness, meaning I'm not scared to say exactly how I feel. I think that's a trait I get from my dad; but my mom's the same way; just more gentle than my dad is. I'm quick to think on my feet and in the heat of a moment can come up with some of the best strategies and things to do; even if I'm trying to concentrate and I'm outnumbered. I guess that also means I can work easily under stress or that I'm a great multi-tasker. Another trait I most definitely got from my father is my incredibly ability to lie. I'm so good at it that I even believe myself sometimes. I try my best not to lie though, mainly because I want to prove that I can be better than my father. He's not a completely bad guy, but he has still done some pretty bad things and many people like to think I'm just like him. Well, I'm not.
History:: Well I've already told you about my mom and stepdad. At first, it was just me and my mom. My mom's known for her unusual artwork; which actually sells for a lot of money. She creates sculptures out of bones. When I was a kid, I thought it was the grossest thing ever. But as I got older, I started to appreciate the creativity, thought, and uniqueness of them. We've never been poor, since my mom's so famous and all, but we've had our fair share of hard times. I've been to an insane amount of schools but my mom never really got mad at me. Not like most moms do. She just seemed tired for the most part and eventually she just hired me a tutor to home school me. Eventually, when my tutor tried to kill me and eat me, my mom finally decided it was time for us to go our separate ways. She explained to me what I was and at the age of twelve, which was apparently early, she dropped me off at Camp Halfblood. Chiron wasn't surprised when he saw me. Him and my mom had kept in contact for a long time. However, neither of them knew who my father was. My mom knew he was a god, but he had never told her which one he was and she could never figure it out. During one of the bonfires when I was fourteen my father finally decided to claim me. The 't' combined with a 'Y' and a circle for an eye on top was a symbol everyone recognized. I was a daughter of Hades; and so I have been ever since.
"Looks aren't everything, sweetheart."
Height:: I'm about five feet, six inches tall or so. I normally don't keep track of that.
Weight:: You've got a lot of nerve asking a girl that. Thankfully, I weigh only like, a hundred and twenty pounds.
Eye color:: They're actually a grey so dark they're almost black. You can faintly see my pupils if you look hard enough. Thanks, dad, for the eyes that scare little children away.
Hair color:: My hair's ebony black and falls to my shoulder blades. It can either be pin straight or a wavy mess of tangles. It depends on the weather, to be honest.
Face:: I've got slightly higher cheekbones, which makes my cheeks look rounder than most but my chin and jawline or a bit narrower and more defined; so my face is pretty proportional. I've got skin the color of alabaster or pearls and I can't tan it for the life of me. But my cheeks are almost always flushed an embarrassing shade of red. My lips are also abnormally red and my stepdad used to call me Snow White because of it. Ha. Ha. Very funny.
Body:: I've got just enough curves here and there so people can tell I'm a girl. I'm not much for flaunting but occasionally certain colors and styles of clothing can be accented if I wear it right. I've got slender legs and nice arms that are fairly muscular when I flex.
"I'm awake, therefore I am alive, therefore I am blessed."
Fatal Flaw:: My fatal flaw?? Oh jeez. Don't tell anyone, okay? Or I might come after you. But it'd probably be something like my stubbornness; maybe 'sacrifice' would be the better word. I'd easily disobey orders from someone which could cause a whole line of problems. I almost always put myself first and would gladly sacrifice myself if it meant saving people like my friends, family, or innocent beings.
Special Weapon:: I love weapons. Especially the one my dad gave me, he's got some good taste. It resembles a scythe but the other end can be used as a sword. It is perfectly balanced on both ends making it rather durable and light. The razor sharp, curved edge of the blade can slice through practically anything. Spreading out from the blade are razor sharp, jagged, black hooks that can also be used to cause injury. The other end of the scythe is smaller and skinnier looking, that can be used as a spear or sword. Blue gems are imbedded in the scythe and a black sash is wrapped around it.
The scythe is named Tenebris which means 'dark' in Latin. Whenever I am not using the scythe it turns into a necklace. The necklace has braided black string and takes the form of what looks like a silver curved claw.
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