Post by madison on Feb 23, 2009 13:58:16 GMT 10
[/size]`Madison Deanna Hurst !!!
Flirtatious. Closed. Self-conscious.
Name: Madison Hurst
Nickname(s): Maddie
Major: Film
Age:18
Grade:Freshman
Birthdate:December 8th, 1989
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Vancouver, British Colombia, Canada
`Appearance ,,
Madison has never been that self–conscious about her looks. She has always been pretty and no one has ever told her otherwise. She has wavy golden hair that falls to the middle of her back. She likes that she doesn’t have the usual blue eyes to go with that blond hair. She has always felt that her blond hair / brown eye combination makes her look a little more unique than those blond haired / blue eyed bombshells. She has a long torso but rather short legs. She is about five feet and five inches tall. She has a healthy weight at 130 pounds but has never felt too fat.
Madison has always been a bit of a casual dresser. Her clothes are never too modest or too showy. Her favorite things to wear are tank tops, jean shorts, and flip-flops during the summer and brightly colored sweaters with jeans and casual boots during the winter. She wears her hair up during the summer out of necessity but usually likes it best down.
Madison has never been that self–conscious about her looks. She has always been pretty and no one has ever told her otherwise. She has wavy golden hair that falls to the middle of her back. She likes that she doesn’t have the usual blue eyes to go with that blond hair. She has always felt that her blond hair / brown eye combination makes her look a little more unique than those blond haired / blue eyed bombshells. She has a long torso but rather short legs. She is about five feet and five inches tall. She has a healthy weight at 130 pounds but has never felt too fat.
Madison has always been a bit of a casual dresser. Her clothes are never too modest or too showy. Her favorite things to wear are tank tops, jean shorts, and flip-flops during the summer and brightly colored sweaters with jeans and casual boots during the winter. She wears her hair up during the summer out of necessity but usually likes it best down.
Best Feature: I guess my best feature is my hair. It’s naturally blond, which seems to be the color that everybody else wants. It is easily manageable and never gives me any trouble. All I have to do is wash it and brush it and it looks good. Sometimes I curl it for a little added style but otherwise I don’t really have to do anything else to it.
Worst Feature: I feel like my worst feature is my legs. They seem to be a little too short and stumpy and out of proportion with the rest of my body. I can hardly ever find pants that fit right and usually have to get them altered.[/size]
`Personality ,,
Flirtatious. Madison has never been uncomfortable around the opposite sex. In a way, she feels more comfortable around boys just because they are so easy to please. With girls, you always have to wear the right clothes, say the right things, hang out with the right crowds. The fact that Madison is so much more comfortable around guys might also have something to do with the fact that she was raised by her father and grew up with her brother. Madison has never gone very long without a boyfriend though most of her relationships have never lasted longer than a few months. She does remain friends with most of her exes however. Madison’s one female friend that she has really gotten close to is her best friend Andrea and that relationship is what got her through high school in one piece.
Closed. Though Madison is very comfortable in social situatiosn and finds it easy to fit in at all the parties, she has always been very closed-off about her personal life. She lost her mother when she was only six years old and has always had a hard time talking to people outside of her family. This reluctance to open up has translate to other problems that Madison goes through as well, whether it’s a new crush or the new and confusing experiences she is going through at college. Madison just doesn’t like to talk about her personal life except with those she is very comfortable around.
Self-conscious. Madison has never been self-conscious about her looks like most other girls her age. Instead, she is self-conscious about her intelligence. She has always been surrounded by people who get straight A’s, such as her brother, Kenneth, and her best friend, Andie. In a way, she feels as though she has always been living in their shadow and has always been struggling to measure up. This has a lot to do with why she has been struggling with the balance between studying and partying. Partying just come so much easier and seems to be able to get along easily with everyone. In class, she always feels behind and like she is way over her head.
Flirtatious. Madison has never been uncomfortable around the opposite sex. In a way, she feels more comfortable around boys just because they are so easy to please. With girls, you always have to wear the right clothes, say the right things, hang out with the right crowds. The fact that Madison is so much more comfortable around guys might also have something to do with the fact that she was raised by her father and grew up with her brother. Madison has never gone very long without a boyfriend though most of her relationships have never lasted longer than a few months. She does remain friends with most of her exes however. Madison’s one female friend that she has really gotten close to is her best friend Andrea and that relationship is what got her through high school in one piece.
Closed. Though Madison is very comfortable in social situatiosn and finds it easy to fit in at all the parties, she has always been very closed-off about her personal life. She lost her mother when she was only six years old and has always had a hard time talking to people outside of her family. This reluctance to open up has translate to other problems that Madison goes through as well, whether it’s a new crush or the new and confusing experiences she is going through at college. Madison just doesn’t like to talk about her personal life except with those she is very comfortable around.
Self-conscious. Madison has never been self-conscious about her looks like most other girls her age. Instead, she is self-conscious about her intelligence. She has always been surrounded by people who get straight A’s, such as her brother, Kenneth, and her best friend, Andie. In a way, she feels as though she has always been living in their shadow and has always been struggling to measure up. This has a lot to do with why she has been struggling with the balance between studying and partying. Partying just come so much easier and seems to be able to get along easily with everyone. In class, she always feels behind and like she is way over her head.
Likes:
Dogs
Cats
Sleep
Her family
Candy
Movies
Books
Stories in general
Parties
Having a good time
Fruit
Dislikes:
Grades (she never feels like they’re good enough)
Being Alone
Swimming
Her Birthday
Conflict
Talking about her feelings
8 am classes
Writing essays
Boredom
Failure
Positive Traits:
Determined. When Madison really wants something, she will stop at nothing to get it. This trait comes out most when something has happened to make it harder for her to achieve something. When she lost her ability to walk for a year, she didn’t give until she could walk again. When her grades started to slip in high school, threatening her chances of getting into WUoA, she spent all of her free time studying so that she could bring her grades up and get into her dream school.
Outgoing. Madison has always shone brightly in public situations. She never tries to be the center of attention but a lot of times in just happens because of how comfortable she is in the public arena. She has always been good at talking to complete strangers, public speaking, and social dancing. All of which make the party scene her ideal back drop.
Calm. Madison hardly ever overreacts, at least on the surface, to bas situations. She doesn’t like causing drama or making others feel sorry for her. Many times, it is hard to tell if anything is wrong with Madison just because she never shows it on the surface.
Negative Traits:
Self-deprecating. Whenever something goes wrong in Madison’s life, she feels that it is her fault. She blamed herself for her mother’s death. She blamed herself for her year of immobility. She feels insanely guilty whenever she gets a less than perfect grade.
Procrastinator. Madison hardly ever even starts her school work before the night before it is due. This might have a lot to do with why her grades and not up to the standards that she would wish it to be but Madison just can’t help. It’s not that there is always something else that she would rather be doing. Rather, a lot of the time, she is just to scared to start the assignment, believing that she is not smart enough to complete it.
Easily-influenced. Madison has always been extremely prone to peer-pressure. She hates it when people don’t like her and therefore always tries to please everyone. She will always complete a dare no matter how wrong she may think it is. Though she is also very determined to get what she wants, the main thing that she wants is approval and to be liked by everyone.
Greatest Ambition:
Since junior high, Madison has had a certain fascination for film. She was never that interested in acting but more so in everything else that went into making a movie. She soon developed a dream to became a famous director and to create academy award winning films.
Greatest Fear:
Madison has always been a bit of a daddy’s girl. She was raised by her father for most of her life. Since she has been in college she has been doing some things that she knows her father wouldn’t approve of. Her father finding out about those things and losing his love and approval is her greatest fear.[/size]
`History ,,
Madison Hurst’s parents, Richard Hurst and Deanna Miller had been high school sweet hearts. Since their parents didn’t agree with them getting married so young, they eloped straight out of high school, at age 18. Within a year, Madison’s brother, Kenneth, was born and three years later, Madison was born. Madison can’t remember what it was like when her parents were together because they got divorced when she was two. It was a fairly amiable divorce. Everything was settled out of court. Madison went with Deanna and Kenneth went with Richard and they would take turns having them both every other weekend.
For Madison’s sixth birthday, her parents threw her a surprise birthday at her father’s house. It was a huge party, will all of her family and friends. It was the most fun that Madison could ever remember having. However, the drive back to her mother’s house was not so enjoyable.
On the way home, Deanna’s car was hit by a drunk driver, causing it to spin into a tree, which fell across the car, crushing Madison’s legs and her mother’s entire body. Both were removed unconscious from the crash site. Only Madison ever woke up.
The doctor told Madison that she was paralyzed from the waist down but that it wasn’t permanent. With physical therapy, she should be able to walk again within a year. Madison started going to weekly physical therapy appointments as soon as the other injuries she had sustained from the crash had fully healed. She never missed an appointment. She felt that she had to honor her mother’s memory by learning to walk again. It took a little longer than a year but she did honor her mother’s memory by walking again by the next year’s Christmas.
After her mother’s death, Madison had to move in with her father and brother. Her father pretty much raised her and since he was an Anglican priest, Madison grew up with a strong Christian foundation. Her beliefs became a huge part of her life when she was young and continued to be that way all through high school. She believed that God helped her regain her ability to walk and without her religion she would have never been able to move past her mother’s death.
Madison finished elementary school and went through all of junior high without ever opening up to anyone about her mother’s death or her year without being able to walk. Most of her best friends didn’t even know about it. For this reason, Maddie became very close to her brother and father, the only two people in the world who really understood what she had gone through.
It was during junior high that she first go into film. She started becoming obsessed with movies as a way to avoid thinking about her fast. She was never particularly interested in the actors. She was more into the stories and everything that went into the films behind the scenes. Madison soon began to have dreams of becoming a director, producer, or editor.
In high school, she met her best fried, actress Andrea “Andie” Caxton. Andie acted in all of the school plays and Madison found herself stage managing or being involved in set design for most of them. The two of them always talked about their dreams and soon came up with a plan. Andie would become a famous actress and Maddie would become successful director and Andie would be in all of Maddie’s films.
Sophomore year of high school was a hard year for Maddie. It was her first year without her brother because he had moved out and gone to college in the states. It was that year that Maddie and Andie talked about where they would go to college and made a pact to go together. Because Kenneth had gone to Washington University of Arts, that was their top choice.
At the end of junior year, Madison finally opened up about her past to her best friend. This made Maddie and Andie all the closer and they became as close of sisters. Madison didn’t get as good grades in high school as Andie did but that didn’t bother her and Andie never rubbed it in. Madison wasn’t a terrible student but where Andie got A’s, Maddie got B’s. They both got into WUoA, however, and so the fulfilled their dream of going to college and rooming together.
Within a month after getting to Seattle, Madison was still finding it difficult to find her place within the college community. It seemed to all come to Andie so easily but Maddie couldn’t seem to figure anything out. She soon fell into partying. It was at the parties that she felt like she was actually in control. He grades didn’t come as easy to her as she thought they would even though she was studying something she loved. It was much easier for her to forget about classes and grades when she was drunk. All of this partying soon began to degrade Madison’s friendship with Andie.
With all the new and different crowds that Madison was hanging with at all the parties, Maddie found herself questioning her religion. She started doing things that she knew her father wouldn’t approve of, or Andie either for that matter. Granted, most of these things were done when she was three sheets to the wind but that didn’t make her feel any better about them.
Madison Hurst’s parents, Richard Hurst and Deanna Miller had been high school sweet hearts. Since their parents didn’t agree with them getting married so young, they eloped straight out of high school, at age 18. Within a year, Madison’s brother, Kenneth, was born and three years later, Madison was born. Madison can’t remember what it was like when her parents were together because they got divorced when she was two. It was a fairly amiable divorce. Everything was settled out of court. Madison went with Deanna and Kenneth went with Richard and they would take turns having them both every other weekend.
For Madison’s sixth birthday, her parents threw her a surprise birthday at her father’s house. It was a huge party, will all of her family and friends. It was the most fun that Madison could ever remember having. However, the drive back to her mother’s house was not so enjoyable.
On the way home, Deanna’s car was hit by a drunk driver, causing it to spin into a tree, which fell across the car, crushing Madison’s legs and her mother’s entire body. Both were removed unconscious from the crash site. Only Madison ever woke up.
The doctor told Madison that she was paralyzed from the waist down but that it wasn’t permanent. With physical therapy, she should be able to walk again within a year. Madison started going to weekly physical therapy appointments as soon as the other injuries she had sustained from the crash had fully healed. She never missed an appointment. She felt that she had to honor her mother’s memory by learning to walk again. It took a little longer than a year but she did honor her mother’s memory by walking again by the next year’s Christmas.
After her mother’s death, Madison had to move in with her father and brother. Her father pretty much raised her and since he was an Anglican priest, Madison grew up with a strong Christian foundation. Her beliefs became a huge part of her life when she was young and continued to be that way all through high school. She believed that God helped her regain her ability to walk and without her religion she would have never been able to move past her mother’s death.
Madison finished elementary school and went through all of junior high without ever opening up to anyone about her mother’s death or her year without being able to walk. Most of her best friends didn’t even know about it. For this reason, Maddie became very close to her brother and father, the only two people in the world who really understood what she had gone through.
It was during junior high that she first go into film. She started becoming obsessed with movies as a way to avoid thinking about her fast. She was never particularly interested in the actors. She was more into the stories and everything that went into the films behind the scenes. Madison soon began to have dreams of becoming a director, producer, or editor.
In high school, she met her best fried, actress Andrea “Andie” Caxton. Andie acted in all of the school plays and Madison found herself stage managing or being involved in set design for most of them. The two of them always talked about their dreams and soon came up with a plan. Andie would become a famous actress and Maddie would become successful director and Andie would be in all of Maddie’s films.
Sophomore year of high school was a hard year for Maddie. It was her first year without her brother because he had moved out and gone to college in the states. It was that year that Maddie and Andie talked about where they would go to college and made a pact to go together. Because Kenneth had gone to Washington University of Arts, that was their top choice.
At the end of junior year, Madison finally opened up about her past to her best friend. This made Maddie and Andie all the closer and they became as close of sisters. Madison didn’t get as good grades in high school as Andie did but that didn’t bother her and Andie never rubbed it in. Madison wasn’t a terrible student but where Andie got A’s, Maddie got B’s. They both got into WUoA, however, and so the fulfilled their dream of going to college and rooming together.
Within a month after getting to Seattle, Madison was still finding it difficult to find her place within the college community. It seemed to all come to Andie so easily but Maddie couldn’t seem to figure anything out. She soon fell into partying. It was at the parties that she felt like she was actually in control. He grades didn’t come as easy to her as she thought they would even though she was studying something she loved. It was much easier for her to forget about classes and grades when she was drunk. All of this partying soon began to degrade Madison’s friendship with Andie.
With all the new and different crowds that Madison was hanging with at all the parties, Maddie found herself questioning her religion. She started doing things that she knew her father wouldn’t approve of, or Andie either for that matter. Granted, most of these things were done when she was three sheets to the wind but that didn’t make her feel any better about them.
Best Memory:
December 20th, 1996
It was Madison’s last physical therapy appointment before Christmas. Over the last month, she had regained mobility in her legs and could stand. However, every attempt to take a step had ended with her falling into the physical therapist’s always-available arms.
“Good try, Madison,” Miss Leslie said as she lifted Madison back onto her feet for what seemed to be the millionth time. “You’ve made great progress,” the kindly woman said. “Why don’t we give it a break until after the holidays?”
Madison shook her head, her lips set in a frown of concentration. For a seven-year-old girl, she looked almost too grown up.
A year, that’s what the doctor had told her. He said that Madison should be able to walk again within a year. Well, her birthday marking the end of that year and come and gone almost two weeks ago and still, Madison had not been able to take a step. That could only mean that she wasn’t trying enough. If she was, then she would have lived up to the doctor’s diagnosis.
Madison wanted so much to be able to walk at Christmas. She wanted so much to for once feel that her mother would look down from heaven and be proud of her. Who could be proud of a daughter who couldn’t even walk?
Not paying attention the Miss Leslie’s claims that they had done enough for one day, Madison timidly lifted her right foot and felt the familiar pain shoot through the leg. She refused to give into it. She held her breath and watched as she placed the foot on the ground about an inch in front of where it had been before. Miss Leslie’s pleas stopped mid-sentence.
Madison didn’t lose concentration. She did the same thing with her left foot and then with the right again, moving a few inches at a time. Miss Leslie stayed close behind. When she had moved about two feet, the pain became too much to bear. She collapsed into Miss Leslie’s arms who immediately started spilling out “Congratulation!”s and “Amazing jobs!”s. Madison cried for the first time since her mother’s death.
Worst Memory:
December 8th, 1995
“Wasn’t that fun, honey?” Deanna Miller asked, looking at six-year-old Madison through the rear view mirror. Deanna and her daughter were driving home from Madison’s father’s house after they had thrown her a surprise birthday party. All of her family and friends from school had been there. Madison couldn’t remember any other time when she had had more fun.
“Yea it was,” Maddie said with a grin. “I want a surprise party like that every year.”
Madison’s mother let out an airy laugh. “Now, Madison, if you had a surprise party every year, it wouldn’t really be a surprise anymore, now, would –,” And then six-year-old Madison Hurst’s world was turned upside down. All she could remember were the sounds of breaking glass, crushing metal, and her mother’s screams; the smell of burning rubber, the taste of fresh blood as her mouth filled with it. She couldn’t remember seeing or feeling anything. And then everything went silent.
Madison woke up in a hospital with all sorts of tubes sticking out of her nose and arms. She heard a sound from beside her and then saw her brother Kenneth’s face appear above her own. She tried to smile but then found that she couldn’t. “What ha-happened?” Madison asked. She noticed that her brother’s eyes were red and looked as if they had been recently filled with tears.
“You and mom got in a car crash,” Kenneth said. “It was a drunk driver or something.”
Madison just nodded. That did make sense. “Where’s dad?” she asked.
“With mom.” Kenneth’s voice cracked as he spoke and there was a bit of a hallow sound to it. Madison knew something was terribly wrong.
“Is she alright?” Madison asked, knowing that she wouldn’t like the answer.
Kenneth opened his mouth to say something but then seemed to change his mind. “Dad told me to get him when you woke up,” he said. “I should go do that.” He turned around and walked out of the hospital room so fast that one would think a bomb was about to go off.
As Madison was waiting, she tried to stretch. It was then that she realized she couldn’t move her legs. She could feel the blood drain from her face. She didn’t know much about paralysis except that the guy who played paralyzed from falling off of a horse earlier that year. If you could get paralyzed by falling off a horse, you could certainly get paralyzed from a car crash. She tried to move her arms and then gave a sigh of relieve when she realized that she could lift them about three inches off the bed, though it was painful.
Madison turned her head slowly toward the door as her father and brother walked in. “Hey,” she said, trying not to show any of the worry or pain that she felt.
Her father, Richard Hurst, walked up to her and took one of her hands. “How are you feeling sweet heart?” he asked.
“I’m fine,” Madison said. “How’s mom?”
Her father didn’t answer but just stared straight into her eyes. His were also red and Madison could tell that they were about to fill with tears, though it wouldn’t be the first time.
“She’s dead, isn’t she?” Madison asked.
Her father just gave her a curt not. Since she couldn’t move her legs, Madison, couldn’t turn over and face away from her father. Just turning her head would have to suffice. She didn’t cry.
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`Writing Skill ,,
During the few minutes that Odette was asleep, she had quite a wonderful dream. It wasn’t of something that she wished would happen in the future but rather of something that had already happened in the past. She was five and was running through a wide open field on an early spring morning with her sister, Monet. One of their mother’s servants was keeping a close eye on them. They were playing some sort of game where they took turns chasing and catching thee other. It was Odette’s turn and she was chasing Monet in circles around the fields. Monet, being the older sister, was faster and therefore Odette had been chasing her for quite awhile. This did not dampen five-year-old Odette’s fun however. She chased her big sister around the field, laughing and skipping the entire time. Eventually, she gained an advantage and leapt, knocking her sister to the ground. The sisters rolled away from each other, laughing.
“We’ll be friends forever, right Monet?” Odette asked cheerfully.
“Mmmhmmm,” Monet answered, still giggling. “Best friends.”
The dream faded as a man tried to gently shake Odette to consciousness. “Miss le Brun,” the man said.
“Go away Gastón,” Odette mumbled, saying the name of one of her former servants. “I don’t care what mother says. I want to sleep a little longer.”
“Miss le Brun are you alright? What are you doing here? You should be upstairs…”
It was then that Odette was brought back to consciousness. “Oh!” she exclaimed, sitting up so quickly that her head started to spin. She closed her eyes tightly and put her hand to her head to stop the spinning. “Oh,” she said again, a little more calmly. She opened her eyes and gave the man who had awakened her a speculative look. She had seen the man around the Maison the night before but had assumed he was one of the other prostitute’s clients. Now, it was apparent that he worked here in some regard. Odette was a little confused by that possibility and by the man’s way of addressing her. They had never been introduced but somehow he seemed to know her name.
“I- I’m alright,” she said, starting to stand up. That was a bad idea. Immediately another wave of dizziness swept over her. She allowed herself to fall back into her chair. “I suppose I could use some food, however…” she muttered. “Do you know of any place nearby I could go to get a croissant or something?” She was actually craving the sausage and eggs that the cooks use to make back at her mother’s manor but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to afford something like that – possibly ever again. Odette looked up and got her first real look at the man in front of her. He certainly didn’t look like a client. In her limited experience, clients were generally fat and ugly. This man wasn’t fat and he definitely wasn’t ugly. Also, he looked friendly and somehow inviting. This definitely wasn’t a client.
These thoughts brought Odette’s attention to her own appearance. She immediately looked away from the stranger, trying to hide her face which was caked in dirt and sweat. This didn’t do anything for her hair, however, which looked suspiciously like a rat’s nest. It even moved a little even when she wasn’t. “I’m sorry,” she said tentatively. “I don’t think we’ve met. Do you work here?” She blushed at what that question would imply but she hoped that he wouldn’t take it the wrong way. Besides, she had never heard of a male prostitute so that probably wouldn’t even cross his mind.
[/size][/center]During the few minutes that Odette was asleep, she had quite a wonderful dream. It wasn’t of something that she wished would happen in the future but rather of something that had already happened in the past. She was five and was running through a wide open field on an early spring morning with her sister, Monet. One of their mother’s servants was keeping a close eye on them. They were playing some sort of game where they took turns chasing and catching thee other. It was Odette’s turn and she was chasing Monet in circles around the fields. Monet, being the older sister, was faster and therefore Odette had been chasing her for quite awhile. This did not dampen five-year-old Odette’s fun however. She chased her big sister around the field, laughing and skipping the entire time. Eventually, she gained an advantage and leapt, knocking her sister to the ground. The sisters rolled away from each other, laughing.
“We’ll be friends forever, right Monet?” Odette asked cheerfully.
“Mmmhmmm,” Monet answered, still giggling. “Best friends.”
The dream faded as a man tried to gently shake Odette to consciousness. “Miss le Brun,” the man said.
“Go away Gastón,” Odette mumbled, saying the name of one of her former servants. “I don’t care what mother says. I want to sleep a little longer.”
“Miss le Brun are you alright? What are you doing here? You should be upstairs…”
It was then that Odette was brought back to consciousness. “Oh!” she exclaimed, sitting up so quickly that her head started to spin. She closed her eyes tightly and put her hand to her head to stop the spinning. “Oh,” she said again, a little more calmly. She opened her eyes and gave the man who had awakened her a speculative look. She had seen the man around the Maison the night before but had assumed he was one of the other prostitute’s clients. Now, it was apparent that he worked here in some regard. Odette was a little confused by that possibility and by the man’s way of addressing her. They had never been introduced but somehow he seemed to know her name.
“I- I’m alright,” she said, starting to stand up. That was a bad idea. Immediately another wave of dizziness swept over her. She allowed herself to fall back into her chair. “I suppose I could use some food, however…” she muttered. “Do you know of any place nearby I could go to get a croissant or something?” She was actually craving the sausage and eggs that the cooks use to make back at her mother’s manor but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to afford something like that – possibly ever again. Odette looked up and got her first real look at the man in front of her. He certainly didn’t look like a client. In her limited experience, clients were generally fat and ugly. This man wasn’t fat and he definitely wasn’t ugly. Also, he looked friendly and somehow inviting. This definitely wasn’t a client.
These thoughts brought Odette’s attention to her own appearance. She immediately looked away from the stranger, trying to hide her face which was caked in dirt and sweat. This didn’t do anything for her hair, however, which looked suspiciously like a rat’s nest. It even moved a little even when she wasn’t. “I’m sorry,” she said tentatively. “I don’t think we’ve met. Do you work here?” She blushed at what that question would imply but she hoped that he wouldn’t take it the wrong way. Besides, she had never heard of a male prostitute so that probably wouldn’t even cross his mind.
`Behind The Character ,,
Name: Irissel
Age: 20
Role-playing experience: about 9 years
How you found us: RPGU
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