[hider=AMARA] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CMdsTgG.gif[/img][/CENTER] π—™π—¨π—Ÿπ—Ÿ π—‘π—”π— π—˜ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent]Amara Marie Dulcis.[/indent] π—”π—šπ—˜ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]22 (27)[/INDENT] π—”π—£π—£π—˜π—”π—₯π—”π—‘π—–π—˜ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT] [color=f36f5e]”Oh! You kill me! Really I’m dead!”[/color] [list][*]Amara floats at around 5'4", with a scrawny build. [*]She generally appears quite done up, as if she is ready for a night out. It’s all for you, baby. [*]Her hair generally reaches the upper back of her head and is quite a mane, curling all around her head and neck. [*]Orangey-brown eyes that glitter in the sunlight, they almost seem to sparkle with energy and possibility.[/list][/INDENT] π—’π—–π—–π—¨π—£π—”π—§π—œπ—’π—‘ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [color=f36f5e]”I work myself to death, honestly!”[/color] [INDENT]9-5 haunter, secondary job as the life of the party.[/INDENT] π—™π—”π—–π—§π—œπ—’π—‘ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [color=f36f5e]”I like to think I’d be the ghost of Christmas one night stands!”[/color] [INDENT]The army of the dead, probably.[/INDENT] π—£π—˜π—₯π—¦π—’π—‘π—”π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—¬ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT] [color=f36f5e]”Hey there boo!”[/color] Amara is in it to win it. But only if it is your number, pants, or bed. Otherwise, hard pass. She gives everything to try and live the most normal extremely fantastic life she can now that she is dead and, much to Kaitlyn’s chagrin she downright refuses to attend ghost therapy – or whatever they call it. Besides, if she ever tires of her immortal but fleeting life she can just ask Nick to help her solve her problems or murder or whatever makes her poof out. Otherwise she’s living at 100 at all times. But is has left a huge hole in her heart. The size of which is only comparable to a mickey of vodka. As a ghost she can’t get drunk or reduce any amount of her sobriety which has been… Trying. Past that, Amara is still a person, sort of. She definitely has emotions she is just so quick to push them away that she doesn’t worry too much. She just tries to make sure she’s still around for another day, not matter what. Really, [color=f36f5e]she’s afraid to die…[/color] Again. She has her lows, undoubtedly every once in a while Nick will even hear a few quiet tears and sniffling - even if he might now be able to tell just where Amara is. Even still, she’s still alive. And if you ask her, if she can still listen to Queen and get laid, she’s living her best life.[/INDENT] π—›π—œπ—¦π—§π—’π—₯𝗬 [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–” β€œI actually died doing this. Explaining my elaborate and ultimately seductive backstory to friends. Hm? Oh I just had an aneurysm during the story.”[/color] [INDENT]Once upon a time Amara was just a 22 year old girl who was getting engaged. Pretty young, honestly. But when you were raised by a single hippy botanist you tended to move quickly and in any direction that faced away. He was a nice enough man, but he was also lax to the extreme. Her girlfriend and soon to be fiance understood, it was a complicated situation at home. Her name was supposed to be Lucy though, so at least it wasn't that. Still, though it wasn't the easiest name for substitute teacher's to spell. Either way, she made a life of her own. She was studying in a small college setting to do electrician work - on the weekends and at nights her and her girlfriend partied and it was a simple but pretty fun life, frankly. Amara's girlfriend's name was... It was... Well it's hard to recall things when you're dead. But she was definitely nice and had... Not blonde hair? Probably not. Regardless, they were meeting to go somewhere for something important, which was when Amara needed to fill up her gas tank. She decided she'd get one of those super tacky gas station post cards to remember the occasion. She knew the thing was happening – she just kind of… She… They were far apart? For some reason? Anyway, she never made it out of the gas station. She actually never even managed to turn before taking a 12 gauge to the side of her body. She isn’t sure at all about… Well any of it. She just died, kind of randomly. But okay, let’s lift the mood – don’t want to be a downer. After that she… Well she wandered depressed, but cut her some slack! She just got shot with a shotgun! This isn’t Call of Duty that shit hurts! About a year later she became less depressed and more, like, confused??? Why was she still here? What can she even do? The next two years were years of experimentation. She kind of forgot about her girlfriend except for the concept that she had one. It sounds bad, but, whatever she couldn’t help it. She quickly discovered that she could not, in fact, drink her way through the remaining years of her life. Which, speaking of which – do ghosts die twice? Research was done, and according to Dragon Ball Z – yep they do. They die twice and then they lose their cute lil halo and die forever so, yeah, avoid Kamehameha’s. The past two years have been filled with late night hookups and biding time until she has enough energy to do that again. She recently started [s]haunting[/s] rooming with a cop who she is pretty sure is also like a werewolf or something. So that’s like a 7/10 on the scale of 10/10 roommates. Now her days are filled with being pestered by Kait to be a better person, yelling at Nick to find a way for her to have more energy since working out isn’t physically possible, and trying to discover the actual Holy Grail. At least, as long as the Holy Grail is filled with a liquor that ghosts can drink. That’s the real prize.[/INDENT] 𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗒𝗨π—₯π—œπ—§π—˜ 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗑𝗧𝗦 [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT] [color=f36f5e] [sub]heh, haunts[/sub] [/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/wTecqfl.png[/img] Imagine a gladiatorial arena from ancient Rome. That is Yelena, okay – obviously there’s no fat white guy deciding the fate of the fighters, that’s just tinder. But generally speaking almost the exact same. It is a hunting ground, proving ground and – pretty sure there’s just a normal amount of ground there as well. [img]https://i.imgur.com/CeSMjWb.png[/img] Mama always said, find something you’re good at..[/INDENT] 𝗙π—₯π—œπ—˜π—‘π——π—¦ & π—™π—”π— π—œπ—Ÿπ—¬ [color=fe6f5e]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–” "Honestly, I'd die for them."[/color] [INDENT]She had a girlfriend, and assumedly a family?[/INDENT] [/hider]