[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/7fAXI4J.png[/img] [img]https://i.redd.it/akgunbahe9t01.jpg[/img] [/center] [INDENT][INDENT] [color=gray][b][color=a0e7a0]Name[/color][/b][/color] [indent]Astrid Evans [/indent] [color=gray][b][color=a0e7a0]Age[/color][/b][/color] [indent]17 [/indent] [color=gray][b][color=a0e7a0]Place of Residence[/color][/b][/color] [indent] 101 Everbrook Circle [/indent] [color=gray][b][color=a0e7a0]Personality Traits[/color][/b][/color] [indent] Captain Planet: Much like the anti-pollution 90’s superhero, Astrid is a child both of and for the planet. It might come off as obnoxious or just a phase to most adults, but she tries to leave the smallest carbon footprint that she can. Her behavior lends itself well to varying ecofriendly and animal right agencies and clubs around her. Chameleon: Astrid is great at blending in with any kind of crowd, she changes her ‘skin’ aka her personality based on what people she interacts with or trying to impress. Her talent for fraud and theatre only help to bolster her eccentric behavior. For the People: Despite being from a family line surrounded by wealth, the finer things in life never appealed to Astrid if at all. Rather than being caught at a country club or the white-collar version of a séance, Astrid most of the time found herself hanging around Courtland street with those who had nothing but the clothes on their backs. Lock Box: If there was one flaw that stuck out the most, it was definitely how locked away she kept her actual emotions. With enough rehearsal and the perfect poker face her inner self was practically impregnable from outside hands. [/indent] [color=gray][b][color=a0e7a0]Family History/Backstory[/color][/b][/color] [indent] Ever since being born and raised in Everbrook she’s wanted to live elsewhere, now it wasn’t for the lack of trying that she couldn’t get out but moreso a series of unfortunate events. Having been one of the more established names in the quaint town in Maine, there was practically a massive tether attached to mind, body, and soul to young Astrid so she could keep the name and wealth going. All of this was a bit excessive for the developing mind of a young girl, so it was shelved for later down the road. Her parents, like most parents in the area were happily married and dedicated to their heir. Unlike most upper class crust her parents didn’t come with the less scrupulous traits of the haughty rich. Both of them worked for their wealth even having had the family’s wealth as a safety net (it was more akin to a safety castle, but you get the idea) In what did they work you ask? Well they were both morticians and damn good ones at that. The Evans on their own dime had set up their own funeral home in town and slowly gained traction over the years until they made it to the top. Of course, no parent would want that intermingling with the lives of their children so like everything else it was locked away until she could face it. Little did she know, Astrid would have to face it much sooner rather than later. It wasn’t until middle school than she had found out her mother had developed breast cancer. And despite a three-year long war with the cancer in the end it won out the battle of attrition. The experience of that left a lasting impression on the impressionable Astrid, especially when facing her mom during the wake when the parlor that housed her was the same office, she spent countless hours with her mother and father while they attended their business. Astrid bided her time in Everbrook until it was finally senior year where she thought college would finally be an escape, but tour after tour and letter after letter either got cancelled or returned to sender. The grip of the other side felt like it was tightening its grip around her neck, why couldn’t she just leave? [/indent] [color=gray][b][color=a0e7a0]Other Info[/color][/b][/color] [indent] [list] [*] The Evans Estate and Wealth originate from a long line of fisherman turned to fish enterprise with the collection, selling, and competing of anything fish related. [*] Astrid works part-time at her parents Funeral Home when she’s not in school. While she doesn’t tend to the bodies she does tend to nicer things like floral arrangements and receiving calls. [*] Astrid drives a [url=https://www.bikebound.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Honda-XR600-Scrambler.jpg]Honda XR600[/url] that passed down to her from her father when he first owned it. She prefers two wheels and the vintage look over anything driven around her. [/list] [/indent] [/INDENT][/INDENT]