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Name : Shannon Draugr (pronounced as /drey-gur/)
Age : 15 (her death age)
Height : 5'4
Species : Wraith
Likes : pranks, cussing, games
Dislikes : boredom, asylums, crowds (human crowds)
Fears : mirrors, silver
Special Ability : can turn invisible, can make people see illusions (only if she has come in contact with that person)
Personality : Because of her kind looking demeanor, Shannon is actually a prankster and someone quite fond of cussing. Her deep love for pranks often get her in trouble with the grouchy people who hate pranks since she would dare prank them just to have a good time.
She doesn't really mind pranks being pulled on her just as long as it doesn't involve her touching silver or seeing her reflection.
Shannon is very caring of those she deems as her close friends and would be willing to do anything just as long as her close friends don't get hurt.
She's in between of an introvert and an extrovert, and she's not used to opening up. She always acts cheerful, even when facing problems.
History : Shannon doesn't remember anything about her human life except her name. She only remembers waking up in an alley and that she was ravenous. Due to this hunger she could only follow her instincts to find something to satisfy her.
After she had satisfied her hunger, she discovered what she was.
For several years, during nighttime, she fed on the brain fluids of unfortunate humans and she stayed in abandoned buildings or houses during daytime.
She later transferred to an asylum for she preferred the taste of a mad person's brain fluids. As she was in the asylum, she played pranks on the people working which caused many of the workers to quit, thinking that it was haunted.
Many years passed and Shannon grew weary of killing for food everyday. She felt wrong, guilty and horrible. So she decided to find ways on how to not kill to feed herself. One of the ways she thought of was to allow herself to starve which obviously did not work.
As of the moment, Shannon only eats once in two months (she doesn't starve as quickly as before) but she is still searching for a potion that would work as a substitute to brain fluids so that she may never kill again.
Facts :
- she came up with her last name
- "draugr" is an Icelandic word for "ghost"
- she can sob but never cry
- she has this thin red hard tissue that comes out of her wrists that she uses to feed. She inserts this at the back of a person's neck and shoves it all the way to the brain
Chatroom Availability : I'm usually online everyday, afternoon till midnight most of the time
IM Availability : I'm usually not on here. Send a note in DA if you need me and I'm not online
Script Sample : *looks around in confusion* Oh? Where am I? *dusts off her clothes* ...Why am I in here??? WHY THE FUCK AM I IN AN ALLEY FULL OF STINKING TRASH?! *kicks a random can on the floor out of exasperation*
Paragraph Sample : There were men and women staring intently on laptop screens that displayedpictures and many information about the person in the picture.
Shannon wondered how these people could survive such a boring task. Not to mention, they did it everyday for who knows how many hours.
Her gold eyes examined the room looking for somethi-
"Ah! That's exactly what I need! A simple plan that will blow their minds off!"
Collecting a white sheet from the boxes and other scraps at the corner of the room, she put it on top of her head and started to approach the station of the workers.
The workers looked at her, or rather, the white sheet on her. She felt a hand above her head, gripping the white sheets and she felt the person pull the sheets.
The best part has come!
She could hear a variety of screams: male, female, high-pitched, low-pitched, one even cracked while screaming. The different screams made it seem like the workers were a choir...a really horrible choir.
Shannon didn't bother holding in her laughter. In fact, she laughed as loud as she can. The sound of her laughter filled the room which made the scientists run out of the room in a chaotic manner.
She made herself visible once more and she clutched at her stomach which hurt from laughing. Then she stood and relaxed on one of the chairs and silently wondered how many of those workers would dare return the following day.
I'm sorry it's so long. And I apologize if there are typos and grammatical errors, it's quite late here and the words are already swimming in front of my eyes.
I'll pray before I sleep hoping that I get accepted in the mansion
P.S. Sorry about the derpy picture insert, I have no photoshop so I only used paint for that XD
Age : 15 (her death age)
Height : 5'4
Species : Wraith
Likes : pranks, cussing, games
Dislikes : boredom, asylums, crowds (human crowds)
Fears : mirrors, silver
Special Ability : can turn invisible, can make people see illusions (only if she has come in contact with that person)
Personality : Because of her kind looking demeanor, Shannon is actually a prankster and someone quite fond of cussing. Her deep love for pranks often get her in trouble with the grouchy people who hate pranks since she would dare prank them just to have a good time.
She doesn't really mind pranks being pulled on her just as long as it doesn't involve her touching silver or seeing her reflection.
Shannon is very caring of those she deems as her close friends and would be willing to do anything just as long as her close friends don't get hurt.
She's in between of an introvert and an extrovert, and she's not used to opening up. She always acts cheerful, even when facing problems.
History : Shannon doesn't remember anything about her human life except her name. She only remembers waking up in an alley and that she was ravenous. Due to this hunger she could only follow her instincts to find something to satisfy her.
After she had satisfied her hunger, she discovered what she was.
For several years, during nighttime, she fed on the brain fluids of unfortunate humans and she stayed in abandoned buildings or houses during daytime.
She later transferred to an asylum for she preferred the taste of a mad person's brain fluids. As she was in the asylum, she played pranks on the people working which caused many of the workers to quit, thinking that it was haunted.
Many years passed and Shannon grew weary of killing for food everyday. She felt wrong, guilty and horrible. So she decided to find ways on how to not kill to feed herself. One of the ways she thought of was to allow herself to starve which obviously did not work.
As of the moment, Shannon only eats once in two months (she doesn't starve as quickly as before) but she is still searching for a potion that would work as a substitute to brain fluids so that she may never kill again.
Facts :
- she came up with her last name
- "draugr" is an Icelandic word for "ghost"
- she can sob but never cry
- she has this thin red hard tissue that comes out of her wrists that she uses to feed. She inserts this at the back of a person's neck and shoves it all the way to the brain
Chatroom Availability : I'm usually online everyday, afternoon till midnight most of the time
IM Availability : I'm usually not on here. Send a note in DA if you need me and I'm not online
Script Sample : *looks around in confusion* Oh? Where am I? *dusts off her clothes* ...Why am I in here??? WHY THE FUCK AM I IN AN ALLEY FULL OF STINKING TRASH?! *kicks a random can on the floor out of exasperation*
Paragraph Sample : There were men and women staring intently on laptop screens that displayedpictures and many information about the person in the picture.
Shannon wondered how these people could survive such a boring task. Not to mention, they did it everyday for who knows how many hours.
Her gold eyes examined the room looking for somethi-
"Ah! That's exactly what I need! A simple plan that will blow their minds off!"
Collecting a white sheet from the boxes and other scraps at the corner of the room, she put it on top of her head and started to approach the station of the workers.
The workers looked at her, or rather, the white sheet on her. She felt a hand above her head, gripping the white sheets and she felt the person pull the sheets.
The best part has come!
She could hear a variety of screams: male, female, high-pitched, low-pitched, one even cracked while screaming. The different screams made it seem like the workers were a choir...a really horrible choir.
Shannon didn't bother holding in her laughter. In fact, she laughed as loud as she can. The sound of her laughter filled the room which made the scientists run out of the room in a chaotic manner.
She made herself visible once more and she clutched at her stomach which hurt from laughing. Then she stood and relaxed on one of the chairs and silently wondered how many of those workers would dare return the following day.
I'm sorry it's so long. And I apologize if there are typos and grammatical errors, it's quite late here and the words are already swimming in front of my eyes.
I'll pray before I sleep hoping that I get accepted in the mansion
P.S. Sorry about the derpy picture insert, I have no photoshop so I only used paint for that XD
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