[hider] [color=lightgray][CENTER][img] https://see.fontimg.com/api/rf5/w14En/ZjA4YjdjZDMxZGQ3NDRkZDgwNDE1OWY3ODYzNzUyNmMudHRm/TGlseWV0dGUgTG92ZQ/american-signature.png?r=fs&h=195&w=3000&fg=DCC01A&bg=FFFFFF&tb=1&s=65[/img][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [center] [img] https://i.imgur.com/gssGKuw.jpg[/img] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [sub][h3][color=bca346]Basic Information[/color][/h3][/sub] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [sub] • [color=gray][b]Name[/b][/color] | [i]Lilyette Love[/i] • [color=gray][b]Nickname(s)[/b][/color] | [i]Lily[/i] • [color=gray][b]Age[/b][/color] | [i]Unknown[/i] • [color=gray][b]Gender[/b][/color] | [i]Female[/i] • [color=gray][b]Birthday[/b][/color] | [i]Unknown[/i] • [color=gray][b]Race[/b][/color] | [i]Vampire Spawn[/i] • [color=gray][b]Rank/Status[/b][/color] | [i]Unclaimed Spawn[/i] [/sub] [center][h3][color=bca346]Appearance[/color][/h3][/center] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [hider=] [sub] • [color=gray][b]Height[/b][/color] | [i]5’8”[/i] • [color=gray][b]Build[/b][/color] | [i]Thin & Lean[/i] • [color=gray][b]Eye Color[/b][/color] | [i]Hazel[/i] • [color=gray][b]Hair Color & Style[/b][/color] | [i]Long & Pink (Originally, a brown auburn)[/i] • [color=gray][b]Skin Tone[/b][/color] | [i]Pale[/i] • [color=gray][b]Notable Marks[/b][/color] | [i]-[/i] • [color=gray][b]Typical Clothing Style[/b][/color] | [i]White with gold accent jewelry; She resonates an angelic appearance contrasting her deliciously gothic nature[/i] • [color=gray][b]Aura/First Impression[/b][/color] | [i]Striking & Evocative: A hypnotic chaos of understated eccentricity[/i] • [color=gray][b]Voice[/b][/color] | [i]Velvety & Soft-spoken: A lullaby with an unpredictable rhythm [/i] [/sub] [/hider] [center][h3][color=bca346]Relationships[/color][/h3][/center] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [hider=] [sub] • [color=gray][b]Openness to Friendship (1-5)[/b][/color] | [i]3[/i] • [color=gray][b]Openness to Romance (1-5)[/b][/color] | [i]0[/i] • [color=gray][b]Romantic Preferences[/b][/color] | [i]-[/i] • [color=gray][b]Current Romantic Interests[/b][/color] | [i]Insert[/i] • [color=gray][b]View on Forbidden Relationships[/b][/color] | [i]-[/i] • [color=gray][b]Biggest Turn-ons[/b][/color] | [i]✦ ✦ ✦[/i] • [color=gray][b]Biggest Turn-offs[/b][/color] | [i]✦ ✦ ✦[/i] • [color=gray][b]Known Friends[/b][/color] | [i]-[/i] • [color=gray][b]Known Enemies[/b][/color] | [i]-[/i] • [color=gray][b]Known Family[/b][/color] | [i]-[/i] [/sub] [/hider] [/center] [/cell] [cell] [b][color=bca346]Psychology[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=gray][b]Hobbies/Interests[/b][/color] | Staring at Reflections ✦ Tinkering with Clocks ✦ Tracing her Fingers on Broken Objects ✦ Listening to Old Records • [color=gray][b]Likes[/b][/color] | Old, Faded Books ✦ Candlelight ✦ Tea in the Dark ✦ The Color of Bruises ✦ Mismatched Music Boxes • [color=gray][b]Dislikes[/b][/color] | Being Touched Without Warning ✦ The Smell of Fresh Paint ✦ Children’s Toys Left in Strange Places ✦ Fast Talking • [color=gray][b]Fears[/b][/color] | Losing herself completely ✦ Being mistaken for someone else ✦ The Thought she was never real to begin with ✦ The Feeling that her shadow isn’t hers anymore • [color=gray][b]Habits[/b][/color] | Humming ✦ Counting things without realizing it ✦ Listening to silence like music ✦ Tracing bruises on others ✦ Pausing mid-sentence to listen for something ✦ Sniffing books before opening them • [color=gray][b]Vices[/b][/color] | Collecting memories like trinkets ✦ Rewriting the past in her mind ✦ Speaking in riddles for no reason ✦ Chasing shadows [/indent] [b][color=bca346]Core Motivation[/color][/b] [indent]She desperately craves to keep the fragile rhythm of her mind alive, as she aches for silence of death. [/indent] [b][color=bca346]Personality Overview[/color][/b] [indent] Lily is a porcelain doll, hairline cracks veiled beneath lace and lullabies. Her voice is sugar-glass and shadow, each word dipped in poetry, though not all of it makes sense — and some of it shouldn’t. She floats rather than walks, drifts rather than stands, as if the ground itself offends her. There’s always a hush around her, like the moment before a music box plays… or breaks. [/indent] [/cell][/row][/table][/color] [color=lightgray] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [b][color=bca346]Background[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=gray][b]Current Occupation[/b][/color] | [i]Calligrapher for the Dead[/i] • [color=gray][b]Level of Schooling[/b][/color] | [i]High School[/i] • [color=gray][b]Past Occupations[/b][/color] | [i] Night Archivist at the Library[/i] • [color=gray][b]Socioeconomic Status[/b][/color] | [i]Lower Middle Class[/i] • [color=gray][b]History Summary[/b][/color] | [i] Lily was born to a wealthy family. Her mother passed, and her father remarried. This hardly crushed her spirits, even after they both shipped her to some prestigious boarding school. She found solstice in the environment. She was, after all, the kind of girl who lived in books more than rooms. Sharp-minded, observant, always quietly present at the edge of things. She loved facts, structure, and silence. It was as if she preferred the boarding school to being at home. Her notebooks were meticulous. Her thoughts were careful. The margins of her textbooks were neat with little annotations and wildflowers pressed flat between the pages. She preferred sitting by the windows and daydreaming through puzzles that flitted through her like clockwork. There was comfort in logic, in knowing the rules of the world. It happened on a school graduation trip, when she was embraced. Her curiosity caught on something delicate: a path seemingly hidden by brush. It was just beyond where her class had unpacked their lunches. It looked quiet. It looked beautiful. It looked forgotten. And so, Lily followed it, as if drawn by a thread only she could feel. She never came back. No scream. No sound. Just an emptiness of where she used to be. One moment she was there… and the next, she was gone. Just like that, Lily vanished and never came back. Exactly as her step-mother wanted. Or, maybe that never really happened. Her memory doesn’t remember too much. There’s just a static darkness floating around her, and she — a lullaby stretched too thin. The girl she was is slipping away, piece by piece, memory by memory. If you ask her who she used to be, she might try to remember. She might even respond, with one of her too soft of a smiles and say, “She cries sometimes, but only when the singing stops.” [/i] [/indent] [/cell] [cell] [b][color=bca346]Race-Specific Questions[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] [hider=Race info][b][color=bca346]▸ Vampires[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=gray][b]Born or Turned?[/b][/color] | [i]Turned[/i] • [color=gray][b]Blood Source Preference[/b][/color] | [i]Mortal[/i] • [color=gray][b]Blood Addiction Risk (1-5)[/b][/color] | [i]3[/i] • [color=gray][b]View on Fae Blood Ban[/b][/color] | [i]Negative[/i] • [color=gray][b]Views on Mortals[/b][/color] | [i]Cute[/i] • [color=gray][b]Views on Fae[/b][/color] | [i]Pretty[/i] • [color=gray][b]Views on Lycan[/b][/color] | [i]Fluffy[/i] [/indent] [/hider] [/indent] [b][color=bca346]Miscellaneous[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=gray][b]Theme Song[/b][/color] | [i][url= https://youtu.be/HOoEZWvVTpw?si=7Xos-Ovbr7kb9cnE]One Promise[/url][/i] • [color=gray][b]Favorite Food[/b][/color] | [i]Fae Blood[/i] • [color=gray][b]Favorite Animal(s)[/b][/color] | [i]Snails[/i] • [color=gray][b]Favorite Music Genre[/b][/color] | [i]Nursery Rhymes[/i] • [color=gray][b]Favorite Haunt[/b][/color] | [i]Insert[/i] • [color=gray][b]Signature Weapon[/b][/color] | [i]Gold Necklace Chain[/i] • [color=gray][b]Preferred Vices[/b][/color] | [i]Dangerous Curiosity, Theatrical Lying[/i] • [color=gray][b]Pet Peeve[/b][/color] | [i]Being asked if she’s lost[/i] • [color=gray][b]Guilty Pleasure[/b][/color] | [i]Writing her name in the margins of books[/i] [/indent] [/cell][/row][/table] [/color][/hider]