04-21-2018, 05:48 PM
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Claudia had forgotten the sun long ago. She was young, her mind was occupied with other things. She couldn't remember the heat, but she did know the heat of fires, the warmth of a hug. That was all she remembered of her mother (was it her mother, even?). It felt like eternities, a eternal night that Claudia could never leave.
She had circular white patches all over her body, mostly on her neck and face from sunburn. Freckles dotted her face like someone had flicked paint at her, stark against her pale skin. She no longer belonged to the sun, she never could've. It'd been Lestat who'd finally figured it out, that Claudia couldn't be in the sun. From then on, they traveled by the moon, finding places to hide out of the sun when day did appear.
Claudia hadn't told him, but there was something inside her that hated Lestat for realizing it. She wished she could be blind to it, play in the sun like any normal child could. But she couldn't, could she? She'd burn to death if she didn't listen to Lestat, her... guardian. Not father, never father. Claudia would rather die than feed his ego. Her pink jacket was warm as she stopped next to Lestat, blue eyes staring into the darkness. A cold, snowy, harsh place, this was where the'd gone. No wonder Lestat had picked it.
[spoiler=DECAY IN YOUR COSTUMES AND DANCE -✧- tags][size=8pt]COME NOW,✧ general
NAME ; Claudia. She has no last name, at least one that she can remember.
- NICKNAMES ; Try it, I dare you.
GENDER ; She identifies as a girl.
- PRONOUNS ; She/her.
SEXUALITY ; Asexual.
AGE ; Eight years old.
- BIRTHDAY ; She can't remember.
ALLIANCE ; Flintlock
- RANK ; Member
IS THAT ANY WAY TO TALK TO ME?✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 4'1"
WEIGHT ; 49lbs
DESCRIPTION ; Claudia is small, and thin. She is definitely still a child, but there's something.. adult-ish in the way she holds herself. Her face is freckled and there are sunburn scars littered all over her body. Otherwise, she's very pale. Her eyes are a cloudy blue, neutral and unable to express the emotions she feels. Her expressions often go unnoticed, she's a good liar.
CLOTHING ; Claudia wears what she can find. Eight year old clothes don't seem to look right on her however, things are too bright in contrast with her mature expression, like a middle-aged woman stuck in the body of a child.
- INVENTORY ; Claudia has a small doll that she keeps hidden in her backpack.
CORRUPTING THE YOUNG WITH YOUR UNCIVIL TONGUE ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; Cunning, child-like, deeply concerned for her loved ones
NEUTRAL ; Quiet, straight-faced, lonely
NEGATIVE ; Cold, distant, jealous, impulsive, manipulative, compulsive liar
MBTI ; INTJ ("The Architect")
TV TROPES ; Enfant Terrible, Creepy Child, Smug Snake
ALLIANCE ; Chaotic neutral
WHAT A SHAME IF YOU MISSPEAK NOW ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; Physically easy, mentally hard
TRAINED IN ; Nothing.
ATTACK IN ; Bold #a47967
PM crows FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; Peaceful powerplay
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
She had circular white patches all over her body, mostly on her neck and face from sunburn. Freckles dotted her face like someone had flicked paint at her, stark against her pale skin. She no longer belonged to the sun, she never could've. It'd been Lestat who'd finally figured it out, that Claudia couldn't be in the sun. From then on, they traveled by the moon, finding places to hide out of the sun when day did appear.
Claudia hadn't told him, but there was something inside her that hated Lestat for realizing it. She wished she could be blind to it, play in the sun like any normal child could. But she couldn't, could she? She'd burn to death if she didn't listen to Lestat, her... guardian. Not father, never father. Claudia would rather die than feed his ego. Her pink jacket was warm as she stopped next to Lestat, blue eyes staring into the darkness. A cold, snowy, harsh place, this was where the'd gone. No wonder Lestat had picked it.
[spoiler=DECAY IN YOUR COSTUMES AND DANCE -✧- tags][size=8pt]COME NOW,✧ general
NAME ; Claudia. She has no last name, at least one that she can remember.
- NICKNAMES ; Try it, I dare you.
GENDER ; She identifies as a girl.
- PRONOUNS ; She/her.
SEXUALITY ; Asexual.
AGE ; Eight years old.
- BIRTHDAY ; She can't remember.
ALLIANCE ; Flintlock
- RANK ; Member
IS THAT ANY WAY TO TALK TO ME?✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 4'1"
WEIGHT ; 49lbs
DESCRIPTION ; Claudia is small, and thin. She is definitely still a child, but there's something.. adult-ish in the way she holds herself. Her face is freckled and there are sunburn scars littered all over her body. Otherwise, she's very pale. Her eyes are a cloudy blue, neutral and unable to express the emotions she feels. Her expressions often go unnoticed, she's a good liar.
CLOTHING ; Claudia wears what she can find. Eight year old clothes don't seem to look right on her however, things are too bright in contrast with her mature expression, like a middle-aged woman stuck in the body of a child.
- INVENTORY ; Claudia has a small doll that she keeps hidden in her backpack.
CORRUPTING THE YOUNG WITH YOUR UNCIVIL TONGUE ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; Cunning, child-like, deeply concerned for her loved ones
NEUTRAL ; Quiet, straight-faced, lonely
NEGATIVE ; Cold, distant, jealous, impulsive, manipulative, compulsive liar
MBTI ; INTJ ("The Architect")
TV TROPES ; Enfant Terrible, Creepy Child, Smug Snake
ALLIANCE ; Chaotic neutral
WHAT A SHAME IF YOU MISSPEAK NOW ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; Physically easy, mentally hard
TRAINED IN ; Nothing.
ATTACK IN ; Bold #a47967
PM crows FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; Peaceful powerplay
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
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✰[b] — DON'T BE FOOLED BY THE PINK, SHE IS NOT PLAYING DOLLS
[font=verdana][sub]claudia [color=white]/ eight / children of abbadon / babysitter / obsessive / devoted / [member=28]crows[/member]