Name: Gracie Smith
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Supernatural: Gracie Smith. *Vacant stare*
Abilities: To be revealed.
Secret: Miscellaneous childhood trauma.
Sexuality: None? Presumably asexual. She has never been seen displaying any real form of interest for anyone of either gender.
About your character: Emotionless doesn't even begin to describe Gracie's personality. Polite, well spoken and knowledgeable, she could be considered, on a very superficial level, to be everything your average parents could possibly ask for. Except she is not. She isn't just calm, she is too calm. When she speaks, she never uses contractions, never varies in cadence, always uses the same hollow, utterly emotionless tone of voice. Her eyes, though they may look in your general direction, never truly seem to actually look at you. They always lack that special spark, that hint of life found in other humans. They say that eyes are the windows to the soul, but her's reflect only an empty blackness, an uncaring abyss bereft of life. Her every actions, while mechanically perfect, ring false, almost as though someone had made a very good copy of a human being yet somehow gotten a few details... wrong... She doesn't just occasionally slip into uncanny valley, she seems to have made a permanent residence there for herself. Needless to say, most foster families, regardless of how well intentioned, never really seem to stay around for too long. Her attitude is simply too unsettling for anyone to ignore.
Short History: 8 years ago, in downtown Euthenia, a privately owned residential building was burned down in a catastrophic blaze which claimed the lives of twenty, and sent dozens to the hospital. While the true source of the fire remain unclear even today, it is now widely considered to be one of the most violent and devastating one the area has seen in the past fifty years. The victims of the tragic incident were relocated towards new homes, and were provided a rather sizable settlement in return for their suffering. But that's not what this story is about. No, this is the story of a girl, a young girl named Gracie. Well, that's what the firemen who found her called her, at least. During the rescue effort to evacuate the fiery building, emergency workers found a young girl dressed in rags, no more than nine or ten years of age, lying half-unconscious amidst the smoldering ruins, a fallen support beam pinning her down to the floor. Upon later examination at the local hospital, no records were found corresponding to her identity, and she appeared to have no recollection of anything happening prior to the event. Unsure as to what to do with her, the social workers placed her at an orphanage, hoping a family would come and claim her under shortly. None ever did. After a month or so, she was put up for adoption, and spent the next few years wandering from one foster home to another. Even considering the event that happened to her, she was always a rather... strange... girl, for lack of a better term. Her behaviour, her speech, everything about her seemed to have a somewhat unnerving quality to it. Every time she would get adopted, her new foster parents would invariably come to bring her back eventually. Some lasted longer than others, but in the end, they would all inevitably have the same excuses: lack of compatibility, inability to establish a rapport, whatever other bullshit would help them sleep better at night. No, truth was that they were unnerved by her, and had no idea what to do about it. So it should come as no surprise that, when she was invited to the prestigious CTS Academy, her current guardians were only too glad to send her away. "Let her be someone else's problem..." they probably figured.
Pros & Cons: To be revealed.
Theme Song: The Lullaby Locket - Autumn Windchime
Is your character open for romance? People are free to try should they so wish.
Would you like a Private Dorm Room? *Shrug*