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Name: Eevee Marlow
Gender or Gender dentified With: Female
Race: IQD
Personality:
Eevee has always been one to be a loner, she doesn't want others to be relying on her, nor does she want to have to rely on anyone. He parents where always very strict and taught her well, her hearts as cold as ice. She stays away from home not wanting to hear how no matter what she did she was still disappointin her father. Of course, she couldn't live up to him, the most notorious villain around and she had to be his daughter. The emotional baggage all but visually carries on her shoulders, she's not nice to anyone, and never opens up to others,
Strengths:
She never gets attached making it easier to create distruction, or occasionally take care of a problem.(if you catch my drift.
She has spent years on the street, leaving her to pick pocket making her not only smart but quick.
Don't be confused though she will resort to using her girlish side to get what she needs.
Weaknesses:
Her father is the last person she wants to see he's the only person to make her feel any kinds of emotions.
Kids, she has a thing about keeping children safe, however, she won't pass up the chance to steal candy from a baby.
Mental instability, after spending years with her father's constant rambling about how she'd never live up to the name. She finally took and cut off her emotions.
Crimes: Eevee'a crimes generally tend to be some sort of stealing. She never pays for anything. She has had a lot of fights usually leaving the other person in the streets.
Writing Sample: "You'll never be one of us Eevee, you'll never make it!" Her father screamed through the house. Tears streamed sown her face, sniffles escaped her nose, "Maybe I don't want to be!" Eevee screamed back, she was so young, she just wanted to save the poor little kitty cat from being out in the cold. She was only ten, didn't her father understand that? He had made Eevee leave that cat out in the cold. She would likely freeze to death. She turned from her fsther, running down the hall to her room, after slamming the door she sat on the bed and wept. She didn't want to be a villian, everyone told her she had to be, she was born into this, it was her destiny. All her good deeds go unnoticed, she's not allowed out of the house, and her father hates her. All because she doesn't want to be a villian, she couldn't understand why her father couldn't just accept that she was going to he who she wanted to be.
Other: She likes to sing.