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A profile for a young woman, just looking to hook up or find a friend with benefits.

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Slice of life with the possibility of a dark side!

This can go multiple ways, and both genders are more than welcome (and those in-between)!  My character will be female either way, as I have a idea in my head for her.  I'm looking to have this turn into a romance through time, or at least some form of connection, in a very modern context.

Please know how to punctuate, use grammar, and spell - at least, most of the time.  This will definitely be adult, so I expect you to be as well!

I write high casual to advanced, don't mind smut in the right light, and am open to ideas. 

EDIT [23-03-21]: Supernatural elements are more than welcome as well.

EDIT [17-05-21]: I have two characters in mind for this depending on preference of my opposing writer.

Discord: Honor and Pride#7694

Modern:

Lylith Vasser

Appel du vide.

Haunted.  Scarred.  Untrusting.  Narcissistic.


. Essentials .
Age: Eighteen
Height: 4'11"
Weight: 89
Build: Waifish
Skin Tone: Pale
Hair Color: Silvery blonde
Eye Color: Gray
Martial Status: Unmarried, unattached, no offspring


. Extensive .
Spoken languages: English (fluent), Latin (proficient)
Notable Skills: Survival, rune work, acting.
Living Situation: Homeless and hopeless.


As a child, Lylith never knew why she could hear the whispers - just as much as she didn't know why she could see the hazy visions of souls stuck in Limbo.  The failed result of a ritual between an occultist and one of his lovers, the girl had been given up from his home in London by the time she was a young child to his brother in America when she had not shown the promise of being tethered to demonic forces as they had hoped for.

Very quickly, odd things had begun to happen around the child; there was objects moved, growling out of thin air, and figures fading in and out of the edges of her uncle's vision.  He had soon become unnerved enough that he had given her up into the foster system, where she spent the next fourteen years changing hands and slipping in and out of psych wards in thanks to her "strange" behavior and the mysterious circumstances of many of her caretakers either becoming injured or committing suicide.  As she got older, things got worse; often, those that found her wanted her for more sinister purposes than a home.  More than once, she had endured the unspeakable, though she had managed to avoid pregnancy by some miracle.

By the time Lyli aged out, she had no skills and no job, finding herself wandering and homeless.  Worse yet, when the weather grew cold and she couldn't get south, she found that it was easier to give her body to those that wanted a punching bag or a semi-willing partner instead of freezing to death or suffering painful frostbite or hypothermia when the shelters were full.  Hell, sometimes it also meant a hot meal when she finally had the desire to eat.

Her way of living helped to hide the precarious way that Lyli was forced to live: she could hear those that hadn't moved on, see the spectres that haunted the world and the demons had lurked to fetch souls from their world.  Even after she had once carved runes into herself, trying to block it all out, little had changed her birthright.

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