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[i]"I will become my best self and the greatest at whatever I do."[/i]
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[sub][color=Saddlebrown]Jasmine Tsega[/color]

[color=Saddlebrown]She/Her[/color]   [b]|[/b]   [color=Saddlebrown]29[/color]   [b]|[/b]   [color=Saddlebrown]German-Ethiopian[/color]   [b]|[/b]   [color=Saddlebrown]5'4[/color]  [b]|[/b]   [color=Saddlebrown]130[/color]      
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[i]"I didn't work my ass off for nothing.... and I just set myself up for that one, didn't I?"[/i]
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[color=Saddlebrown][b]Athletic  ⫻[/b][/color] From the moment Jasmine started walking, she started training. She’s a talented and natural-born athlete, and her mindset has improved. She’s in shape and knows a lot about football. She has transferable skills to the present as she’s fast, has sharp reflexes, and is vital for her size.

[color=Saddlebrown][b]Trilingual  ⫻[/b][/color] Jasmine speaks three languages that she picked up over her lifetime: English, German, and  Amharic (a bit of Oromo).

[color=Saddlebrown][b]Academic  ⫻[/b][/color]  In her obsessive pursuit to beat Eleanor Black, Jasmine hit the books. She’s very knowledgeable about a variety of subjects. She is not an expert, but trust, [i]try[/i] and correct her.[/sub][/hider]

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[i]"If you make a butt joke, I swear to God."[/i]

[indent]Jasmine is a very pronounced woman in terms of appearance; some of it is because of her prominent facial features because of her Ethiopian heritage. She has that distinct Ethiopian facial shape. That means that Jasmine here is African-American to her very bone. Afro-textured hair, brown skin, thick lips, and, of course, the African facial shape. She has a slightly nerdy vibe about her because she is utterly blind without her glasses and hates the fact that she has to wear them. 

However, the girl is much more in line with urban girls. It's the way she dresses and acts, after all. Jasmine has the aura of a model, mostly because she loves to pose and take pictures of herself. She's a girl that loves to be in tip-top shape instead of being a slob. Because of this, the girl's body is pretty well-toned from exercise and the biz. She has strong legs from years of football in her youth, but the rest of her body is toned due to bodybuilding.

All of this means that Jasmine is a tad muscular. She does have a bit of body fat, and all it does is make the girl curvier. I'll go into that later. The girl isn't painfully tall at five-three, but her build more than makes up for it. She has a pear body shape instead of the famed hourglass - but she makes it work. With her lower body being the broader part of Jasmine, her breasts aren't anything to write home about at 34B, but her hips and behind are wide. 

Her perfectly round behind is the butt of many jokes. Jasmine walks with a swagger and sways her hips left and right. She gives off the aura of a vain female with all the looks she gives people that tell them she's the queen bee. Though, she certainly has a playful side. It shows when she smiles - and that's only when she's around the people she trusts.
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[/cell][/row][/table][sub][b] [color=Saddlebrown]Psychology[/color][/b][/sub]
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[i]"I told myself I wouldn't let another like Eleanor best me... and look around you."[/i]

[INDENT][color=Saddlebrown][b]MAIN GOAL  ⫻[/b][/color] Jasmine’s goal is to climb higher and higher in life using any means necessary. She sees someone doing better than her, and she has no options to top them. She needs to best all of her rivals before she goes crazy. Her goal is to overcome her inferiority complex, but unfortunately, she thinks it's by getting even better.

[color=Saddlebrown][b]PHILOSOPHY  ⫻[/b][/color] Jasmine wholeheartedly believes that everyone has a purpose; regardless of if you’re fulfilling it or not. Everyone has to be great somehow, and to be great, you must work towards it and give it your all. Nobody got to where they were by being lazy, and neither will Jasmine.

[color=Saddlebrown][b]SECRETS  ⫻[/b][/color]  Jasmine keeps her true feelings for Eleanor Black under wraps because she’s not sure how to process them. She denies it for now.

[color=Saddlebrown][b]SEXUALITY  ⫻[/b][/color] Jasmine says that she’s straight but is genuinely unsure. She finds herself attracted to men and women… but she’s not exactly the type of person who wants a relationship. She sees it as a distraction from her goals - in fact, she’s never gone on a date, never been in a relationship, and never had sex. Her standards are way too high for most people, anyway. However, this causes her to act out a little because she’s [i]very[/i] sexually repressed.

[color=Saddlebrown][b]FEARS  ⫻[/b][/color] Jasmine fears the certainty that she will never be good enough and that, for all of her training, someone else will be better. What goes deeper than that is the fear that it’ll all be pointless in the end. That, at the end of her story, is not success but failure, and it's all a waste.

[color=Saddlebrown][b]WHO IS ELEANOR BLACK TO YOU  ⫻[/b][/color] Eleanor Black was Jasmine’s arch-rival. Eleanor was better than Jasmine in every aspect, and Jasmine [i]hated[/i] it. However, there was a hidden admiration for Eleanor that developed into romantic feelings. Jasmine, deep down, loves her, but she doesn’t know anything about love. 

[color=Saddlebrown][b]FLAWS  ⫻[/b][/color] Jasmine… lots of toxic ideals embedded into her when she was just a wee lad. She believes that she can’t slack even for a second and cannot take it slow, or else she’ll fall apart. She was ignoring everything about her mental health or problems in favor of chasing success at all costs. Jasmine has been on the brink of falling apart for a while now and keeps pushing. Thus, Jasmine’s social skills are not the best, as she can only see from her perspective. So, she’s [i]very[/i] stubborn. 
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[sub][b][color=Saddlebrown] Backstory[/color][/b][/sub]
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[i]"So all my life, I've been obsessing over someone that didn't exist, except the wrong person? Ay, this is starting to hurt my head."[/i]

[indent]Nyala was born in Germany to parents who were significant architects who made plenty of trips around the world for business and pleasure. That made the money flow in for the young Nyala and gave her everything she ever wanted. She was always a ball of energy... like she was a limitless supply of it, which caused her to act out without any natural outlet. It would be years before anyone even considered putting Jasmine in a sport. Which ended up being football (or Soccer, you American-centric swine), and it ended up being Nyala’s passion. 

Her parents were so happy that she came home with a trophy or a medal (and so was she!)… but so disappointed when she came short. Her father took her on a trip and told her if she was going to get anywhere in the world, she would have to push herself to be the best. After all, he worked his ass off to get to Germany, worked his ass off to get a degree, and worked his ass off to keep Nyala happy. So Nyala was not going to be a slacker, whether it was sports or academics.

In high school, she was the star player in the girl’s football team… for a few months before [i]she[/i] came; Eleanor Black. She joined the team and ended up being [i]better[/i] than Nyala. Not just at football but everything: she was a better student than her, more popular at school, and just [i]excelled.[/i] It forced Nyala to push herself further and further to be better than her at [i]something[/i]. Only to just come up short.

It was a trying time for Nyala, but she couldn’t help but have some… admiration for Eleanor. Even if she wondered if some of it was affection - the girl didn’t know how to process such emotions. She turned down every romantic gesture all because she didn’t have time to entertain everyone (and there were a lot). Even though Nyala wasn’t sure if she wanted to punch  Eleanor Black in the face or kiss her, Eleanor showed her respect and kindness. Things that Nyala could not say she showed other people.

Nyala’s dream was to join the women’s football team in Germany, and her father pulled a few strings, and a scout looked her way. With hard work and dedication, Nyala managed to get on the women’s football team. This was amazing, but Nyala soon realized that while she was the top dog in high school, she was a little fish in a big pond out here. And this team was cutthroat.

Still, she was talented, skilled, whatever you call, and that got her by… and Eleanor Black came along and joined the team. She was what Jasmine wanted to be: the star player instead of being… just there. As the years went by, Eleanor became a local hero, known minimally worldwide -  And Nyala couldn’t take it. She worked so hard just to get bested by one person. 

Eleanor Black took them to the world championship against Columbia, and Nyala had to watch it all. When Nyala was out on the field, she did something hasty - in a stroke of finally getting her power back, Nyala tripped Eleanor right as she would get the winning score. Nyala laughed in her face… as she was pelted with trash and kicked off the field. Thanks to Nyala, Germany lost, and she was urged to resign from the team. Nyala gracefully took her exit and retreated into the shadows, unsure what to do with her life.

In a spur of what could only be impulsiveness, Nyala decided to start fresh in America - changing her name to something a bit more local… She liked the sound of [i]Jasmine.[/i] She took the long flight to Clearwater, Florida, which was a culture shock for Jasmine. She attended school supported by her parents, but school wasn’t for her. She had that drive, and while disgraced, she made sure to use that in the gym.

Making sure that she maintained that body, Jasmine spent countless hours at the gym and, as a hobby, built up a social media presence… and maybe thought that she could use her little bit of fame to become a fitness influencer. Except she wanted to be known for doing more than posing and taking pictures of her ass, she wanted to show that she put in the work. 

But the butt shots got the likes.

It took her years, but she finally found her place away from Eleanor Black… and realized that even if she got away from Eleanor Black, she’d never “get away” from Eleanor Black. It was like she represented all the heights that Jasmine would never reach. Jasmine lived with the fear that Eleanor Black was around the corner… and she still wanted her in [i]that[/i] way.

One night, Jasmine got drunk off wine and decided to stalk Eleanor Black on social media…. And I couldn’t find her, maybe figuring she had just deleted it. She looked up to see… nothing, which was odd because she was Germany’s darling. Whatever. The more Jasmine dug through, the quirkier it seemed until she found out that the person she tripped was a different person altogether!  

This was odd because she hated (secretly loved) Eleanor Black with all her heart! But Jasmine wasn’t crazy - she recalled events to the letter. It wasn't even Eleanor Black who Jasmine tripped, but a different broad altogether. She found the others who knew about her and agreed to meet in Quintin…
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[i]"... And [b]now[/b] you're telling me that magic is a thing."[/i]


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[i]"Kun beeksisa guyyaa tokkoof tokko tokkoodhaa?"[/i]

[indent]Jasmine's based on a student I went to college with who roughly has the same backstory... with a lot of broad strokes. Also, Ethiopians don't do the last name thing, so Jasmine's father's name is used as her surname.[/INDENT][/hider][hider=Carmen "Lily" Santos][CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/7Zopqau.png[/img]
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[i]"Look, papi... what do the white people say? "If life hands you lemons, make lemonade"? If a problem comes your way, you better fuckin' solve it quick."[/i]
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[sub][color=Mediumorchid]Carmen Brianna Santos-Romano
Or just "Lily"[/color]

[color=Mediumorchid]She/Her[/color]   [b]|[/b]   [color=Mediumorchid]32[/color]   [b]|[/b]   [color=Mediumorchid]Puerto-Rican[/color]   [b]|[/b]   [color=Mediumorchid]5'2ft[/color]  [b]|[/b]   [color=Mediumorchid]132[/color]      
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[color=Mediumorchid]Acceptance[/color]     
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[color=Mediumorchid]Skills & Talents[/color][/sub]
[i]"No free tatts, papi."[/i]
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[color=Mediumorchid][b]First Aid  ⫻[/b][/color] Lily’s parents were both first responders and taught her everything they knew about First Aid. Lily can’t pull a miracle, but she can save someone from dying and carries around a fully equipped First-Aid kit.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]Art  ⫻[/b][/color]  As stress relief, Lily got into art; she’s incredibly talented at drawing from references and even without. She doesn’t draw nowadays to draw.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]Tattoo-Artistry  ⫻[/b][/color] A hidden talent of Lily’s, she’s uniquely skilled at drawing tattoos on people and has yet to make a mistake (even tired).

[color=Mediumorchid][b]Cooking  ⫻[/b][/color] Lily grew up cooking dinner for her little sisters every day.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]Spanish  ⫻[/b][/color] Due to her upbringing in the Spanish communities of New York, speaking Spanish comes to her as good as speaking English would.[/sub][/hider]

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[i]"And my hair is real."[/i]

[indent]Lily is somebody who sticks out just a little bit. It was by her own devices, as she has some intense body modifications. To go from top to bottom, Lily has thick dreadlocks that she dyes a blue color. Her dreads range from back to shoulder length - she has to get them retwisted constantly because her hair grows [i]fast[/i]. She has cyan, blue, and tan rubber bands tied into them for style purposes.

Lily has a nose ring, her earlobes stretched (with silver earrings), and the middle of her upper lip pierced - and since I have nowhere else to note this, yes, her nipples are pierced. Lily is heavily tattooed, but she’s basic and has flowers tattooed on her. Her right arm is a fully colored rose garden with green vines and red roses that go from her chest to her hand. Her left forearm is a tattoo of her home city, New York, with a skyline and various landmarks wrapping around her arm. It stops at her bicep. Her legs are a floral wreath with multiple flowers and vibrant colors, and she has the night sky tattooed on her back. You’re unlikely to see that tattoo, however.

In terms of vibe, Lily is a very low-key person. She looks just a bit trashy, usually wearing sweatpants, tattered jeans, and a t-shirt of her choice. Only bust out the dresses and skirts on special occasions. She has the vibe that someone doesn’t give a damn and just rolls her way out of bed and walks to the function. Otherwise, Lily is composed and keeps a neutral expression - but when she’s around friends, she has an iconic and catty smile.

As for Lily’s appearance, she’s a full-blooded Puerto Rican, and there’s no doubt about it. She’s from the Bronx, so she speaks with a Bronx Puerto Rican accent. Lily is somewhat short at five-two and is of average build - skinny under baggy clothes, but she has a bit of baby fat she can’t get rid of. She has a little flappy stomach from the most minimal amount of exercise. Lily has a couple of scars but nothing major, just some childhood scars from some boo-boos.

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[i]"This is my life, Papi; nothing can change the past, so that nothing can change me."[/i]

[INDENT][color=Mediumorchid][b]MAIN GOAL  ⫻[/b][/color] Lily isn’t entirely sure… she’s not the type of gal to have some grand goal. She wants to get the chaotic mess that is her life together, but when she starts to get a grasp, something else happens. You can probably say she’s trying to eliminate that mountainous credit card debt and fix things between herself and her sisters.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]PHILOSOPHY  ⫻[/b][/color] Everything happens for a reason. There’s no point in crying about everything going wrong when it serves some purpose. Lily believes everything that has gone wrong in her life happened because a higher power has a plan for her, whether preparing her for the next challenge or as a good sign that the good times are coming soon.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]SECRETS  ⫻[/b][/color] Lily isn’t going to talk to anyone about what happened with her ex-boyfriend. Mostly because she feels crazy, and it [i]is[/i] somewhat crazy now that she thinks about it—the more reason to keep it to herself.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]SEXUALITY  ⫻[/b][/color] Straight, but the last thing on Lily’s mind is doing anything romantic. She’s thoroughly turned off from the prospect until she does some healing.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]FEARS  ⫻[/b][/color]  Spiders and Reptiles. it all stems from a cruel prank her cousin played on her involving his pet snake and tarantula… she’ll freak out if she sees something serpentine or spider-like. 

[color=Mediumorchid][b]WHO IS ELEANOR BLACK TO YOU  ⫻[/b][/color] Eleanor Black was a prison friend to Lily who protected her and showed her the ropes when she was in Rosies. Lily vowed to be there and give Eleanor a place to stay when she exited Prison. Lily was surprised a different person took Eleanor’s place.

[color=Mediumorchid][b]FLAWS  ⫻[/b][/color] Lily’s had a very long and hard life… and she refuses to get help. She’s the type to bottle all her emotions and problems up and keep pushing forward. However, Lily is reaching the point where she’s about to explode. Lily hates to see things go wrong and people get hurt (especially due to her own decisions), which is why she always tries to take charge and lead but has a hard time not being the one in charge. Lily lived a lifetime of putting others first and isn’t sure how to put [i]herself[/i] first.
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[sub][b][color=Mediumorchid] Backstory[/color][/b][/sub]
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[i]"My family hates me, my boyfriend tried to kill me, and now I'm starting to remember things differently."[/i]

[indent]Lily started as the eldest of three sisters (Yara and Clarita Santos-Romano)  in New York, New York! Her parents married shortly after Lily was born, and life in NY was simple. Her parents worked their asses (Her father being NYPD and an armed guard on the side and her mother being a nurse) off so they could have a house, and while they were struggling here and there, Lily was given all the love they could provide. Maybe they couldn’t get her every toy, but they sure as hell did what they could. The issue was that Lily was older than her sisters by five years, and when her siblings were old enough to be left alone. Her parents both picked up a lot more hours, and… Lily was pretty much the second parent.

Now, Lily loved her sisters with all of her heart, but after school, she had to make sure they got home, ate, and got their homework done while taking care of herself. It was stressful, and all Lily could do was live for the weekend and dread the weekday. Other than that, Lily’s early life was uneventful; she partied, tried drugs, made friends, and got in trouble (sometimes the NYPD brought her back home). She didn’t do anything crazy because she was raised to be responsible while her siblings were wilder. 

Her safe space was art… Lily was a creative and artistic soul. She put her vents and frustrations into different art pieces thrown into the garbage. She couldn’t risk anyone seeing how she [i]really[/i] felt.

The significant change in her life was the revelation that her father was cheating with a fellow police officer, and her parents were getting a divorce. It was challenging and stressful for Lily because her father stepped back from childcare. Lily had to step up, whether she wanted to or not. The sweet release came when she finally graduated and went to college to become a doctor.

For once in her life, Lily had [i]freedom[/i]. Now, this isn’t a story of the repressed child going wild in college but of expanding to new horizons. Lily’s dream was to become a doctor, and she had fun in college… until she realized that being an adult wasn’t all fun and games, and the stress of college started bearing down on her. Her release was [i]shopping[/i] - to make a long story short, Lily developed a shopping addiction and opened several credit cards.

When she couldn’t open any more credit cards, she did something a little bit shady (and by her admission, shitty): she opened some credit cards in her little sister's name. Because she had a lot of free reign in her youth, Lily could snoop around and find her little sister's social security cards. She thought they wouldn’t find out, and she felt she was owed [i]something[/i] because she threw away so much of her youth helping take care of her little sisters.

As a side hustle to keep her from being flat broke 24/7, she took up a side hustle or two. They worked part-time at the local cafe, but that didn’t cut it for her. One thing that Lily didn’t drop was art, and she had a growing interest in tattoos. Not just getting them… she knew how much bread the various tattoo artists around NY were making, so she decided to experiment. Using the credit cards she put in her sister's name, she bought a tattoo gun. She started petite with some tattoos on herself and her friends as a practice, but then realized she was a natural. She made some money putting cheap tattoos on people and quit that stupid barista gig.

It was the final year of college, and Lily knew her hard work was about to pay off… then she got a phone call from her mother telling her to be honest about what she did. Lily confessed, and [i]promised[/i] that she would pay them off when she became a doctor. Of course, this didn’t happen. The cops came looking for Lily, and she was arrested in front of the whole campus in one of the worst moments of Lily’s life. Why?

At the urging of their new stepfather, Clarita and Yara pressed charges against Lily. Neither of them wanted to do it, but they were pressured into it by him. So, that meant Lily had to spend a bit of time in jail before she got convicted of identity theft. The judge ordered her to serve two years in Prison, and Lily became familiar with Rikers Island’s female unit: Rosies.

Rikers was not fun, and Lily spent her time regretting throwing her life away to show off for some bitches that didn’t even realize she was gone. She was beaten, bullied, and more by the more vicious inmates, but then she came: Eleanor Black. She was a woman who was making a bid for illegally possessing a firearm and assault and was around the same age as Lily. Eleanor liked Lily, and the two got along… being Lily’s only friend in Prison.

You see, Eleanor was in Prison for a while before Lily even got there and would be there for a while after. She knew the ropes and had respect due to being a lousy motherfucker that she passed down to Lily. Lily was able to make it through Rosies thanks to her and started a small business of giving people tattoos in jail (and accidentally causing an outbreak of HIV - oops!). She promised to be there for Eleanor when she got out of Prison.

Two years passed, and Lily was let out of Prison and stayed with an aunt in Brooklyn. Her sisters had forgiven her, and Liliy had no ill will towards them - except she wanted nothing to do with her mother or stepfather. It was Lily’s fault, but she couldn’t help but feel some way about it all. 

Going back to college wasn’t going to work, and those credit cards stacked up a lot of interest and other fees while she was away. She was scraping by to get back on her feet, and her only idea was to become a tattoo artist. She did everything she could to spread the word and get her license, and eventually, she managed to get a little bit ahead of the curb. She became part of a tattoo shop, and life went well. She maintained constant contact with Eleanor Black through letters, and Lily reaffirmed her promise to her friend behind bars. Every month, Lily wrote a letter to Eleanor and got one back.

Things changed when she was introduced to Rafael Cruz, a friend of a fellow tattoo artist in her shop. To make a long story short, the two fell in love after hours of hanging out, texting, and other lovey-dopey things. They became boyfriend and girlfriend and moved in together a year later. Rafael wanted to move back to his hometown of San Antonio, Texas. Texas was a hike away from New York… but Lily loved Rafael, and she thought that maybe New York was a bit too cold. So, a few months later, Lily was in San Antonio, away from her family and friends. It was one hell of a culture shock, and she had to get used to being called a “Yankee.” She found herself in a new tattoo shop, and life was good.

However, a few months later, Rafael changed… he started being a lot more controlling and abusive - he was acting all loko! Lily tried to endure it and figure out how to fix him, but it became increasingly apparent that this was the “real” Rafael. She had no choice but to grab everything she could fit in her car and stay with a friend. Blocking Rafael on everything she thought was okay while she got herself back on her feet and tried to find a way back to New York…

… Then, one night, things got weird. Lily’s friend called her to the front door in the middle of the night. When she got to the front door, Rafael was there, holding an old toy he told her about. Then she was frozen in place; she couldn’t move - it was not shocking, but it felt like there was some outside force keeping her in place. Then he gestured for her to come forward… and she moved towards him, unable to stop himself. Rafael caressed her face, and she felt chills down her spine as he kissed her against her will. That’s when he pulled out a knife and… dropped the toy. The second he dropped his toy, Lily could move on her free will again. She quickly ran out of the room and entered her friend's room.

Locking the door behind her, Lily rummaged through her friend's things until she found her friend’s pistol. Rafael opened the door, but Lily had already squeezed the trigger twice. Rafael was shot in the arm and abdomen and collapsed… as he fell, she noticed a pink light around the toy that faded moments later. The police and the EMTs were on the scene soon after and took Rafael to the hospital. Lily didn’t know what happened to him, but she ghosted after that and lived in her car until she found a new roommate and an apartment in a different part of San Antonio. She figured she’d stay in SA for now… she didn’t want to move again, bad memories or not.

Life resumed as usual until it was time for the big day: Eleanor Black’s release from Prison! She saved money just for this occasion! She flew to New York and waited outside Rosies for Eleanor… only for a different woman to come out. The woman hugged Lily, but Lily damn near had a panic attack - Lily didn’t know this woman, but she knew Lily. She told her that she did everything that Eleanor did - but she wasn’t Eleanor! Lily just went with it and returned to San Antonio and did [i]research[/i]. Every letter to Eleanor had a different name, and no matter how deep Lily searched, she couldn’t find anything on Eleanor Black. Did she just get names mixed up, or was she finally crazy? 

After searching online, she discovered that others knew of Eleanor Black but… different versions of her. Things were weird, but Lily needed closure. They agreed to meet in Quintin, Louisiana, and Lily packed her things and drove there.
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[i]"This coochie's magic."[/i]

[indent]Lily is unaware of this, but she is One-Eye-Open.
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[i]"See you on the flip side, Papi."[/i]

[indent]Lily carries around a [url=https://mynonika.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/08/Huggable-Plush-Backpack-Blue-Angel-Love-Kitty.jpg]Hello Kitty Backpack[/url] that she keeps her first-aid supplies in (bandages, tourniquet, etc, etc)

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