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Guest
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Name: Bethany Hectia
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm and distant. She speaks almost emotionless. Has moments of confusion
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm and distant. She speaks almost emotionless. Has moments of confusion
where she can't tell if she is angry or neutral. [Emotionally confused.]
(Optional)History: Bethany was raised by very messed up parents. Her dad loved to drink and have "special nights" as her mom was mentally ill and tried to corrupt her own daughter mentally. Sadly succeeding. At the age of 17 she moved out of the house but the
stay at another house did not last long as she was unable to hold a job. She now stays in a subway alone.
**This is my first jump-in roleplay so I hope this works out. Mildly nervous. But to make things interesting; Anything goes except mature.
Bethany walked down the streets of Tokyo with her patchy cat hood up and her silver hair dangled. It seemed all she had left of importance was the music she listened to during her day to keep her moving as HardStyle Techno Mixes blasted through her headphones. Bethany was tired from walking most of her morning so she decided to rest near a fence the shielded a new project building that wasn't suppose to be finished for another three years. She loved to people watch to see all the new fashion statements and new rave looks. She was big into raves if only she could afford to go to one, though she didn't loose sight in one or any of her dreams. Hours passed as she seen a wide rang of people but it started to rain so she decided to leave, but as soon as she got up a piece of the wiring of the fence ripped the arm of her hoodie.
"Awe Man... I don't have anymore patches."
Bethany mourned on her favorite hoodie for a moment and then headed to Oktuma Subway as the rain began to become heavy and thunder roared in the skies. Upon reaching it, she headed down the stairs and found a comfortable bench to sit on while she fiddled with her hoodie. Her feline hoodie was a darker grey with red that was filled with patches and pins holding it together since she didn't have anything else to wear. People who walked by her probably thought she was a bum, but she never thought of herself to be that way. She was just going through a tough time.
"Awe Man... I don't have anymore patches."
Bethany mourned on her favorite hoodie for a moment and then headed to Oktuma Subway as the rain began to become heavy and thunder roared in the skies. Upon reaching it, she headed down the stairs and found a comfortable bench to sit on while she fiddled with her hoodie. Her feline hoodie was a darker grey with red that was filled with patches and pins holding it together since she didn't have anything else to wear. People who walked by her probably thought she was a bum, but she never thought of herself to be that way. She was just going through a tough time.