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[center][h1]Evangeline Guiliani[/h1][/center]
▸ [b] Age:[/b] [i]25.[/i]
▸ [b] Gender:[/b] [i]Female.[/i] 
▸ [b] Height:[/b] [i]5ft 2.[/i]
▸ [b] Weight:[/b] [i]125lbs.[/i]

▸ [b] Personality:[/b] [i]Considerate. Free Spirit. Stubborn. Family Oriented. Night Owl. Creative. Technophobe.[/i]

▸ [b] Biography:[/b] [i]Evangeline was your typical girl next door. The Midwest sweetheart teen growing up. The girl you wanted to take home to momma. She lived in a small town where everyone knew everyone and gossip was the only thing that was worth talking about. When she wasn't doing household chores, she was outside with her dark hair flying in the wind, her smile lines deeply carved into her sun kissed skin. 

One day while painting, the storm clouds moved in quicker than usual. "Damn it." Evangeline growled, trying to grab her supplies without ruining her work. The sky rumbled with thunder, a huge lightening strike lit up the sky and the heavy rain started to pour. Evangeline looked up, and let out a huge laugh. This was life, and no matter how bad it got, she found happiness. Her teeth chattered as she quickly began walking back to the house her parents had raised her in.

That is when she met Keith. Keith had been the guy in high school where every girl within a 10 mile radius had a crush on, and there he was staring at Eva. "Need an umbrella miss?" he called from his porch, as if the heavens themselves had opened up and spoke through his perfectly shaped lips. Evangeline stopped and turned towards Keith. He had grown more handsome since high school and it was apparent as the blood raced to her cheeks that she had fell over the Keith curse. "Yes sir!" Evangeline called, biting her lip afterwards and shaking her head as he approached her with the umbrella. 

"Yes sir!? I must look so stupid..." she thought to herself as he reached her, placing the umbrella over the two of them as he continued to walk her home. The silence was broken by his warm voice, "That is mighty pretty." he commented to the painting, and Evangeline was sold. They talked the whole walk home. He wouldn't stop making her laugh. Several bouquet of lilies, two movie dates, and three months later Keith was proposing with the biggest ring Eva had seen this side of the river. 

Evangeline moved right in to Keith's home, and was the talk of the town for a few weeks. "What would he want with her?" they sneered between glances, as they walked by. Evangeline paid no notice, she was madly in love with Keith. The catch of the town, the muse behind the beautiful paintings she began producing and displaying all around the house. "What do you think of this one baby?" Evangeline would call from the room she had made into her studio. "Baby?" she'd call with no answer. 

Keith wasn't home from work yet, late again for the 25th time that month. Evangeline's eyes looked up at the clock. The ticking was loud, invading every corner of the room. "He must be getting me something special this time, a gift maybe." she smiled speaking loudly over the sound of the clock, imagining Keith coming through the door with a huge present for her. 

"I'm so sorry I've been late all these days my little [b]peanut[/b] he'll say!" Evangeline mumbled.

"I've been planning a huge surprise for you my one true love he'll say!" Evangeline screamed running to the clock and ripping it off the wall.

Keith came into the kitchen, and it was the last thing Evangeline remembers from that night. Or at least that is what she told the nurses at Lovecraft Asylum. Many more memories remained from that night, but she didn't want to recall them to these nurses, these doctors. They just didn't understand! She had been admitted not too long after the incident by the local sheriff's office, as it seemed most appropriate than sitting in the jail cell.[/i]

▸ [b] OID:[/b] [i]Evangeline's universe is plagued with technology, as this is the trigger that caused her to kill her Husband, Keith. As one can imagine, the clock, cellphone text messages and phone calls to his mistress, and the different purchases and sites visited on their computer caused her OID madness. Technology items turn into monsters and make very LOUD noises. Screeching noises. Even watches seem to tick at deafening pitches. [/i] 

▸ [b] Monster:[/b] [i]Keith is Evangeline's personal boogeyman. He appears in the kind male who tends to get too close. The monsters in normal everyday appliances appear as normal women but soon become very disfigured women; missing limbs, sunken eyes and features, claws, screaming voices, demons of sorts. They leave her disoriented with the loud noises, and she cant escape them unless her sight and hearing senses are blocked by something.[/i] 

▸ [b] Key:[/b] [i]Evangeline needs to find her roots back to her painting days. Recreating her painting from that night would unleash her from the demons. She needs to find someone who gives her the flame inside her heart to produce the painting that she had created that night that her OID was born from.[/i]

▸ [b] Preferences[/b] ◂
[b] Loves:[/b] [i]Outside. Quiet. Hot baths.[/i] 
[b] Likes:[/b] [i]Dessert. Working with her hands. Hugs.[/i]
[b] Dislikes:[/b] [i]Being told what to do. Ketchup. [/i]
[b] Hates:[/b] [i]Loud noises. Technology. Keith.[/i]

▸ [b] Voice Audition:[/b] [i] I have a little bit of a cold right now, so my character's voice might change just a tad bit when I get over the cold! But my monologue is from Heavy Rain- also where I kind of got the idea from my character from- so I hope you enjoy~ [/i]

[url=http://vocaroo.com/i/s0IVa5t22dnZ] Evangeline [/url]