Name: Sasha Cohen Collins
Age: 15
Nationality: African/American
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Abilities: *insert lenny face here*
Personality: Sasha considers herself ignorant in a sophisticated fashion. Most people consider her to be a bit too salty for their tastes, and rightfully so. She's very blunt and rude with her comments at times, and will tell it straight in almost all situations even in ones where it's not specifically called for. She's highly influenced by the music that she listens to, and she attempts to practice stream of consciousness. She's particularly mindful of details and has quite the memory for them (Her mother jokes that she doesn't use her brain for anything else). She is unfortunately not very well off in a social sense due to her issues with connecting to people that are around her. It takes a specifically like-minded kind of person for her to bond well with them and those are once in a lifetime as it would seem.
Bio: Sasha was born in Africa and wasn't that old when her parents picked up and moved to America, with her father being a soldier that was stationed in the motherland. Her mother moved with them and Sasha's young life was, for the most part, without blemish. She had fun with other kids, she developed quickly, became quite intelligent for her age, and kindergarten became first grade became second. But then an issue arose when her father was deployed again and unfortunately, he didn't return. She wasn't quite old enough to handle death, her mother decided, so she fudged the truth a bit and simply said that her father left them and was not going to come back.
After her father's apparent departure, Sasha withdrew into a sort of shell. She was just as social with other kids, but never in the exact same way. It was.. different. As she got older, she became obsessed with representing her race and music which helped her express herself. Drumming on tables, listening to CDs, whatever she really could get her hands on. When she was 12, her mother finally told her that her father was dead and that it wasn't that he left but that he couldn't come back. Needless to say, Sasha was somewhat upset by this revelation, as it was held from her for years. The next 3 years were spent growing bitter and becoming the salty, truth spewing person that she was known for being with only two people that considered her a friend.
Sorry for this being so late, I typed up the character then it got deleted by refreshing. Not my best work, but I hope it's good enough.