[center][color=#6666CC][h2]Paisley Rain[/h2][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/caY3crl.jpg[/img]
[i]“I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.”[/i][/center]

Upon first impression, it was clear that she knew something others did not. Maybe it was about you. Perhaps, in laid a secret that would not pass soft peach-glossed lips. She had the way of a willow about her, figure breezy, gentle and thin. Unlike a tree, her height was among the weakest, barely brushing 5'2". Her fingers were spindles, each placement considered tactful and elegant, winding a strong path through many stories. 

Lovely eyes were the faintest, ice green, flecks of yellow burst right around the pupil. Her hair a soft strawberry blonde with skin so faintly, beautifully freckled one did not know where to start counting. She placed her self in many, unlabeled garbs some elegant, others pulled straight from the comfort of home.

There are days where she looks like she'd just drank from the cup of life, and others where her skin becomes ashen, everything pale...

Tattoos: [url=http://i.imgur.com/063jZYf.jpg]Thigh[/url], [url=http://i.imgur.com/YCPQmm2.jpg]Shoulder (NSFW)[/url], [url=http://i.imgur.com/kymdb20.jpg]Back of neck to shoulder blades[/url].

[i]Age[/i]:
Appears 26.

[i]Gender[/i]:
Female.

[i]Rich or Poor?:[/i]
Wealthy. 

[i]Power Descriptions:[/i]
Sensory Overload: She is able to break the focus of any person by making any sense unbearable. She then becomes the only point of relief. There are days where her own power [i]backlashes[/i] and she is unable to maintain herself, where noise is too much, or smell, even sight. 

[i]Skills:[/i]
Research and development.
Deceiving, excellent personal skills.
Sculpting and sketching.
Cooking, though she never tastes the result.
Knife-handling.

[i]Personality:[/i]
More or less, Paisley is out of herself and no one else. Though she's quite playful and outright, she's yet to meet anyone that she could place value on, time into. Not entirely hopeless, but extremely weary and (secretly) anxiety-ridden. There are times where she is excellent at masking how she's feeling, and others where it is written across every inch of her body. She believes happiness is somewhere. She also believes that she's cursed to never have it. 

[i]Biography:[/i]
A travelling heart. Paisley is a barely known nomad, her home life had been quiet, a mystery to be considered but never spoken about. No known siblings, her parents are never mentioned. It's easy to assume most ties to her life are [i]dead[/i]... other than her [u][b]spectacular[/b][/u] bank account. 

[i]Likes:[/i]
Literature
History
Tattoos
Red (as a color... and a flavor).
Hard workers
The smell of gasoline

[i]Dislikes:[/i]
Trouble
Clumsiness
Childish behavior
Caramel (as a flavor).
Magenta (as a color).
Daytime.
Holy men.

[i]Fears:[/i]
Being alone.

[i]Weaknesses:[/i]
Condescending to a fault
Charming men
A rather consuming anxiety
[i]Ravenous appetite[/i]

[i]Other:[/i]

[hider=My Hider]
Psst. Hey, she's a [i]vampire[/i]. Try and keep that quiet - she doesn't make it obvious!
[/hider]
She's looking to invest in a worthwhile business, if someone can successfully entice her!

[i]Theme Song:[/i]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cn0tbYhKk1I]"[i]Supplicant's Song[/i]"[/url] by Fredo Viola
Alternatively...
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5XolgU_hvA]"[i]Sea Song[/i]"[/url], by Apocalyptica