Post by Amdru Fish on May 11, 2009 12:00:09 GMT -5
†Molly Heartlind †
What I’m Made Of
Candles On My Cake:;
29
My Height:;
5’7
My Weight:;
120
So I’m A:;
Female
My Deepest Secret:;
Human (for now)
Behind The Walls
Dear Diary:;
Molly grew up an orphaned child in one of the most nightworld infiltrated places ever to live in. Her parents are unknown, and she’s never bothered looking for them, they abandoned here, therefore she’d abandon them. However, the orphanage lady took good care of her, teaching her something at least of how to behave, as well as how to interact with people. Molly never hated the kids in the orphanage, in fact they all were in the same boat so instead of having outcasts, everyone stuck together. Unfortunately that all changed in the year Molly turned 7. A lamia came into the orphanage looking for an easy meal…Out of the thirty children that had previously lived there, Molly and six others were left alone, the mistress dead. This memory became blocked, Molly grew into a more reserved person, keeping to herself and learning how to stand on her own two feet. The family that adopted her supported her as best they could, but eventually Molly left them too to become a hired assassin (she secretly became training at age eight). She was at the time eighteen. Now, she lives in a small apartment away from everyone else waiting to be called into duty, or getting ready to create trouble for the people of the night in any way she possibly can. Oh, and the reason why she hates old people…? Nah, that’s a blocked memory too.
This Is Me:;
*Quirky, a little odd considering her job. She’s usually cheerful, nice to everybody she isn’t trying to kill, though she has her dark side and hates the unnatural beings because of a locked memory from her early childhood. Pretty much if you don’t get in her way, she won’t get in yours.
I Crave:;
~Black
~Guns
~Knives
~Laughter
~Children
~Acts of Good Will
I Despise:;
~Yellow
~Arrogance
~Mythical Creatures
~OLD people
~Evil Deeds (with no purpose)
I Thrive On:;
Assassination (on a human level)
I Flee From:;
Normal human weaknesses…