Name:
Scarletta "Letta" Obsidian
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Usually quiet keeps to herself, kind, protective, helpful, but if aggravated enough she becomes quite fiery and takes a bit to calm back down.
Level: 4
How long have you been here? 4 years and 2 months.
Addiction: Flowers and metals.
Bio: Scarletta has always loved flowers ever since she was a kid, she knows just about any and all kinds of flowers and loves them all. Some more than others, she had a small garden in the backyard of her home when she was little. One day her brother decided he wanted to play with his tanka truck in the garden bed and tore up all her flowers moving them around in his toy. Her brother was older then her but they were still young.
When she saw the massacred flower bed and her brother still playing with her "murdered" flowers covered in dirt she went a little berserk. She screamed and yelled at him calling him a flower killer snatching his tanka truck away and throwing it across the yard. This resulted in her brother crying and running to their parents who scolded them both but blew it off as just sibling squabbles. Letta got over it but always made sure her brother steered clear of her floor beds from then on.
When she was a little older Letta discovered that she loved metals of all kinds, silver, gold, bronze, brass, they were all magnificent in her eyes. She started collecting "special" metal items at a young age, such as an old brass pocket watch, a copper penny, a pen with silver plating, you get the idea. Her parents thought it was cute at first, but when her collection of "nick knacks" became large enough to fill a rather big shoe box they started to get worried, thinking she might become some sort of hoarder.
Long story short her parents starting taking her to a few psychiatrists that diagnosed her with addictions to flowers and metals. Despite the doctors and her parents efforts she remained addicted, her collecting and gardening only getting worse. She actually came up with the idea of melting down certain metals like silver, copper, gold, and coating her precious flowers in the metal liquid. Forever preserving their beauty. People that didnt know her very well thought it was a creative and beautiful hobby. But she never let them know that it wasnt something she exactly chose to do, it was something she HAD to do.
Thus her addiction continues, having lost faith in any kind of help or cure for this she set out on one last search for someone or some place that could help her with this problem that has nearly consumed her life. Her last hope.
Toy boats....*Startles whistling like Mickey Mouse on the boat*
