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[b][color=lime]Azalea Aster| 23 | Female | Demeter Successor[/color][/b]
[Color=lime][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] Bisexual (with a preference for women)
[b][color=lime]Power:[/color][/b] Plant Manipulation 
[b][color=lime]Weapon:[/color][/b] Sickle
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(imagine it without all the card info, it was the only picture of her weapon I found that I liked. Also, make the handle shorter, more handheld. It's a sickle, but I know the card says Scythe.)
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[b][color=lime]Appearance:[/color][/b] Azalea is tall (5'7), pretty, fair skinned, and has caramel colored brown eyes. She has a bright, wide smile, dimples, and long red hair that goes just past her shoulders. She's not very aware of how conventionally pretty she is, often thinking her eyes are too big for her face. She doesn't really put that much effort into her appearance and isn't one to wear makeup very often, the occasional mascara pops up sometimes, though. 

Her style is simple, bright colors, and very floral. She loves anything flowy and light, loves dresses and anything feminine. She's very much a flower/fairy core type of person in the way that she dresses and really does enjoy looking like she belongs in a forest as Queen of the fairies. She loves pastels, soft fabrics, and anything green (it's her favorite color). 

[b][color=lime]Personality:[/color][/b] Azalea is smart, but not all the time. She can be quite airheaded from time to time, despite always having her nose in a book or in some soil. She loves the outdoors, flowers, plants, books, painting, music, and animals. She has a soft spot for children, is compassionate, patient, and kind to a fault. She is not a person to be mean to anyone, or to dislike anyone really (except bullies). She is the light of every room she walks into, but she's also a wallflower to her core. She is not one to initiate conversation, is not very confident in herself, and gets anxiety around large crowds.

She's convinced she is too much, even though she could stand to be so much more. She questions everything she does a thousand times in her head before doing it, will edit and correct herself more often than she should, and shies away from any spotlight placed on her. But when she gets mad (it's rare, but it happens) steer clear, because she gets scary. She is a firm believer in right and wrong, fair justice, fair treatment, and that everyone deserves kindness and respect. She's soft-spoken but her words always carry weight.  

[color=lime][b]Short Bio:[/b][/color]
Ever since she was a child, Azalea loved nature and everything about it. She often thought it was just a coincidence, being named literally after nature and then having an affinity for it. She had always been the quiet kid who played with plants, read too many books, and didn't have a whole lot of friends. She much preferred the company of plants and books to people, finding people confusing and tedious. Plants didn't want anything from you but water and sunlight, they didn't leave you when you weren't interesting enough, and they didn't expect you to fill the silence with mindless noise. Azalea could have spent her entire life in the forest, or a greenhouse, anywhere there was foliage and [i]life.[/i] 

She had gotten a job in a flower shop, with it's own greenhouse or two, and she loved it. Her life was simple, go to work, come home, read a book, go to bed, and then do it all over again. She loved it. She loved her two cats (two female orange cats named Barley and Clove), her three snakes (one Rosy Boa named Rose, ironically enough....a ball python named Sage, and a corn snake named Lemon), and her bearded dragon named Stella. When she wasn't at work or tending to her garden, she was spending time with them. They were her closest friends. 

Her life was [i]simple...[/i] and then she awakened.

She'd been at work, tending to the flowers in the greenhouse when she had heard a noise outside, it had sounded like a strangled cry. Azalea had walked outside, where a small fountain that flowed into a slightly larger pond sat. The water was acting strangely, taking form...the form of of a woman? It was some sort of human-like figure but with longer, pointier ears. Azalea had read about elves, but they couldn't actually exist. Convinced she was losing her mind, she almost turned back into the greenhouse. But then, it was like her head was splitting open, her vision went blurry for a moment, and she had this cacophony of voices explaining that she was a successor...to the goddess Demeter. Before she could even gather her bearings, her vision cleared and the voice vanished. The small tool in her hand (she'd been using a small, hand tiller to tend to the soil) seemed to transform before her eyes into a slightly larger green sickle and gold sickle. 

Azalea wasn't sure what compelled her to jump into action, instinct over thought for sure, but she felt herself lunge forward and slash at the figure with her sickle. The water exploded into a pool and splashed onto the ground, and Azalea stood there panting. 

So, that was why she loved plants...why she'd always felt an affinity for them. She remembered looking down at her hands, wondering where her life would lead her now. The voice had told her to find the others, making her believe she wasn't the only one. Had they all randomly awoken with strange weapons like she had? What else about her had changed? Azalea's head swam, what had she just gotten into?

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Okay, I think she is [i]finally[/i] done, lemme know if I need to fix anything :) [@MintRolls]