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6 yrs ago
Current I have friends over this weekend so expect slow replies until Monday!
6 yrs ago
I have been resurrected!
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9 yrs ago
I have decided today that I am a potato.
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Bio

I'm a twenty eight year old American girl who loves a good cupcake!

Here's a link to my interest check and character bank. Shoot me a PM if anything tickles your fancy!

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@Dynamo Frokane I edited her profile and I believe it's good now. I ended up breaking it into two paragraphs because it was hard to read as one long one. Hope that's alright!
@Dynamo Frokane lol, I think she's pretty adorable too, so I think you're fine. I'll work on her Bio and I'll let you know when it's done.


Alright, finally got this worked up! @Dynamo Frokanelet me know what edits you would like me to make!
One moment, the yard is illuminated by a security light, the next it is almost pitch black. Evee blinked rapidly and waited until her eyes adjusted before looking down the hill and out towards the direction of town. Sure enough, the city of Valencia has gone dark as well. Evee feels her arms breakout in goosebumps.

The sky is still illuminated by what the teenage has begun to believe is a meteor shower. Briskly, Evee pulled the door open to the chicken coop and began to throw the birds their food. "Suppers ready," she called playfully to them, but none of them move. They all stand naturally still, staring unwavering up at the night sky.

It's at this point the wind chooses to pick up and Evee has had enough. Closing and locking the coop, Evee turned and walked quickly back to the house, locking the door begin her. She rooted through the kitchen cabinets clumsily until she found a few old candles, which she proceed to light and set up around the home. Once she is able to see again, Evee pulls out her cellphone and flips it on. Not only does it have a measly five percent battery life, but it seems the cell towers are down too, because there is no reception.

"This is how horror movies start," she murmured quietly to herself, shifting her weight from one foot to the other nervously. The floor boards creak under her feet as she crosses the living room to look out the window and back up at the stars.
Evee made it down the driveway unscathed and stashed the pepper spray on the porch so she could carry it back to the mailbox in the morning. Her house was a small, grey, wooden thing that her father had built himself when he and her mother had first gotten married. The blonde high schooler unlocked the door and pushed it open with her shoulder, dumping her backpack unceremoniously in the entryway when she made it inside. Evee's parents were visiting her Uncle Jack in Minnesota, so she made herself a sandwich and ate it before she went back outside to feed the chickens.

By the time the teen gets out to the chicken coop, it's around 6:15 in the evening and the sun has pretty much set behind the tree line. As Evee dipped the bucket into the chicken feed, a streak of light lit up across the sky, which caused her to pause and look up at the sky. Seconds later, more lights, varying in size and color, began shooting over the horizon. Evee froze and stared, awestruck by what looked like a firework show. "Woah," she breathes, mesmerized by beautiful night sky.

I like it. :3
@Annabeth I finally got my character up! Will you give her a look over and let me know if there is anything that you would like to change?
Name: Mia Fairbanks
Age: 17
Class: Senior
Hometown: New York City, Upper East Side
New here?: No, she has lived here all her life.
Appearance:
Favorite class: French
GPA: 3.5
Personality: Mia is a kind girl and quick to give encouragement when she feels others need it. She is also very intelligent, thanks to all the private tutoring, but struggles with her history class no matter how much she seems to study. Mia is friendly and relatively well liked by most students, although some people think she spoiled. She has the tendency to be sarcastic on occasion, which can put some students off. Although her parents are very wealthy, Mia likes to dress in thrift store clothes, because she believes they have more personality.

History: Mia Fairbanks was born via planned cesarean section exactly two weeks before her due date, at the insistence of her mother Julia Fairbanks. Mrs. Fairbanks chose this course of action despite a plethora of doctors advising her otherwise, because it was almost summer, and she needed to get herself bikini ready again. Mia’s father, famous neurosurgeon, screen writer, and philanthropist Travis Fairbanks, was so overjoyed that both mother and child made it through the operation unscathed that he bought the family a private island in the Caribbean to celebrate.

As she got older, young Mia was given only the absolute best. She had a closet full of Dolce and Gabbana, the best private tutors in the city, and her own personal chef at her beck and call. It was everything a little girl could hope for, but Mia found herself lonely most days. While her parents loved her very much, they were always very busy and didn’t have much time to spend with their daughter. Because of this, Mia formed a close bond with her chef, Mrs. Rodriguez, who gave her Spanish lessons in between meals. This sparked the youngest Fairbanks’ love of languages and was what made her decide she wanted to be a professional translator when she grew up.

When she turned twelve and had mastered her Spanish studies, Mia acquired a new tutor and began to learn Mandarin Chinese. She studied hard during school and her afternoon lessons, but soon began to struggle in her history classes. Her parents worried that Mia had too much on her plate, so they fired her language tutor and made her focus on her school classes. This devastated their daughter, and she still has never been able to get her history scores higher than a B-. This is also around the time she began to rebel against the prim and proper look her parents had cultivated for her, and began to dye her hair bright colors and wear cheaper clothing.

Languages Know: Spanish and French. Holds a basic concept of Mandarin Chinese.
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