Eyes: Pale green ~ Hair: White Blonde ~ Body Type: Short stature and Small Framed
Name: Clarissa Middleton
Nickname: Ris
Age: 20
Occupation: Multiple Odd Jobs: Waitress at night, Bookstore clerk during the day, Custodian at the local college every weekend day, Singing at clubs with her motley band weekend nights hoping to catch a break
Skills: Singing, Stealing, and Faking
Personality: Although she has a cheerful disposition on the outside and everyone thinks she is a happy person, her inside is full of demons. She is constantly down on herself and doesn't feel as if she fits in with even her old friends anymore. She's mistrusting of most people and keeps herself at a distance because she feels like if people saw her true nature that she'd be alone completely rather than just internally. However, she remains kind to strangers and tries to keep her mask from cracking while she's at work. Otherwise, around people she gets somewhat close to, she is quiet, moody, sometimes snippish, and known to disappear without announcement. However, once those walls come down, she can't help but to care.
History: She ran away from home at a young age due to her mentally and physically abusive step-father. She didn't dare return to school in case he came looking for her there, but it was hard to get by being underage. Rumors had started around school that she was a slut shortly before she left, so she had no hard feelings leaving behind that group of peers. The people she met on the street were more real anyway - they had to do what they had to do to survive. She even met a slightly older guy who she looked up to as a mentor, at least until he betrayed her by trying to drug her and sleep with her. Her trust in people completely shattered after that moment. She fell deeper into her depression and functioned only enough to survive life - she went to work, found a place to sleep, and went to work again the next day.
