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by pappuppy » Sat Mar 30, 2013 11:47 am
.:Name:."Do I have to answer? To be honest, my name is Felicity Dawson, but if I catch wind of anyone using my name, you should sleep with one eye open. Just, call me Sawyer, alright?"Age- "It seems that I'm sixteen. Gods help me, I shouldn't have said that out loud, now I'll probably have some creepy stalker because he knows my age."Gender-"With this many questions, you guys should just make a survey. You have eyes right? I'm a woman."Date of birth-"You want to know my birthday? Well, it's not like I'm telling you of my entire life or anything. Dang man, alright, I'll fess up, I was born in August, on the fourteenth, and in the good ol' year of 1995."Personality-
Felicity is quite the character, she is sweet deep down, and is always a strong shoulder to lean on. She never lets her worries get the best of her, she assumes that since she'll die so early, that its best to live life to it's highest. Sadly though, it's hard for a girl with so many off setting qualities to make someone feel that she is kind. She has a strong heart, body and mind. She would fight to the very death just to know that she would finally do some good for this world, mostly because she had been given a second chance by the Resistance.
Finally, Felicity is extremely suspiscious, and rarely trusts necomers. Though, often times she is paired up with the, 'rooks', as she calls them, and is ordered to show them around after they join. She is also told to watch for their own triats, and if they can be trusted. Although, when Felicity make's an allegiance, or a friend ship, she values it. A friendship is very rare for her case, and hard to develop for her. It's when someone hurts one of her friends that they lose all of her trust. If you hurt one of her friends, she'll never forget. An eye for an eye, is how she thinks at times, and those times, so when you're under that category, you best stay clear.
History-Felicity and her small family grew up in the hands of the Loyal's, and the good Dictator Richard. As a irl, she was brainwashed to think what every other citizen though, that Richard was a great man that was doing a wonderful good for his people. To be honest, she and her older brother were unaware of the evils that he composed day in and out.
The days were long, and happy. That was, until the day of her Father's realization.
It was a cold winter day, and the winds of a dangerous snow storm screamed out on the streets. Felicity was safe inside the walls of her home, snuggled closely beside her brother. Her eyes were focused on her mothers frail face. She had been ill for many days now, but Felicity was only six years old, so she wasn't fully understanding of what was going on. All she knew was that mommy didn't feel well, and Daniel stayed home while father went to work, and Felicity did what little cooking she could. Felicity was scared, because every day, her mother looked worse and worse, her eyes hollowed in and dull, her skin all around was clammy and slick with a coating of sweat. It was horrible. Her mother used to be beautiful, with a well rounded face, and a look in her ice blue eys that told Felicity that she would always be loved by someone.
Suddenly, the sound of the door of their home being forced open slashed through the silence of the house. Daniel stood up and immediately stepped in front of Felicity. Felicity didn't understand, all she knew, was she was scared. She could hear her Papa shouting as he barreled up the stairs. He stomped into the room and, in tears, began to frantically back small bags with food and ragged clothes. Felicity can remember him picking her up, kissing her face and constantly repeating the phrase,'I love you, baby.- I love you my dear.'
Her father shoved Felicity into Daniel's arms and shouted some order at him. Daniel held her close before nodding roughly and grabbing a bag before he ran out of the house. Felicity's round bue eyes were glazed with terror as she watched her father kneel at her mothers side. Then, he began to sob. Seeing her dad start to cry, Felicity was filled with an icy sens eof understanding. She was afraid, and she knew that none of this was right. Richard, and her entire way of life.
Felicity bounced in Daniel's arms as he ran through the blizzard. It was cold, she could remember, it was freezing. She couldn't feel her fingers. As they ran, she could remember Daniel loosing his grip on her, and they both tumbled into the deep snow. Felicity couldn't stop crying. They ran all the way to the border, and found a Resisitance encampent. Felicity could heard alarms going off in the distance, not far behind him. Without any warning, she was shoved into a barrel of grain. The last thing she saw was Daniels strong, and scared face. That, and the mark on his wrist.
Felicity could hear the fighting, hear them grab her brother. She listened to Daniel cry out as they began to beat him, before it was silent. She assumed they were gone, before she lbegan to baul at the top of her lungs. The six year old cried until she fell asleep in the grain barrel. A Resistance member found her in the morning, and took her in, and raised her as a Resistance Member. Felicity vowed, since that night, that she would find Daniel, and bring him to his real home.
Loyalty or Resistance-"I'm a Resistance member. Normally, the Loyalists call me a Rat, but technically, I'm a Scout. Most of the other members don't take the job because it's pretty messy, and dangerous. But I'm good at it, and I'll do anything to free Daniel from those slave drivers."If Loyalty or previous member of, what is the date of death? (Basing off of the current year, 2013.)"I escaped, and you ask me about my date of death? Ha, that's a laugh. Those dang Loyal's seem to think I'm going to die on my seventeeth birthday. I plan to prove them wrong."
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pappuppy on Sat Mar 30, 2013 12:16 pm, edited 1 time in total.

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