Faute de Vie

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Faute de Vie
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Bubblies
  • Nicknames: None
  • Race: Unknown - Perhaps some form of ghost?
  • Alignment: Neutral Good
  • Age: Unknown - Looks between 14 and 16
  • Height: 4'4"
  • Weight: Weightless
  • Complexion: Pale, varying from transparent to alabaster, when she's in a more solid-looking state
  • Hair: Flowing, butt-length white hair, varying from just 'white-silver' to alabaster, to completely transparent
  • Eyes: Large, emotional dark-blue eyes, each practically overflowing with less-than-pleasant memories
  • Handedness: Cannot read or write, but she does favor her left side
  • Scars and Tattoos/Markings: Just one, a ring-shaped scar in fading black, looking much like a decapitation that was cauterized during the actual act of cutting/As for Markings, there is one just above her chest, and below her neck. One could see it without having to be embarrassed, of course. The marking will be displayed in the gallery!
  • Relationship Status: Single, but that's proper
  • Personality: Faux-mirth, voice full of pleasant cheer, with a clear layer of lament stretched taught against her every syllable
  • Mannerisms: Keeping her hands behind her back, roaming the forests at night in search of conversation, as the townsfolk usually consider her a bad omen
  • Likes: Long conversations, contact with others, those that don't overreact when they see her, offerings of sweets(especially honey)
  • Dislikes: Attempts at warding her off as a bad omen or spirit, bitter foods, deep water, high places, bladed weapons and fire(she has a rational fear of these), people that are always angry

• Abilities/Features

  Her body glows slightly, when it is in a state that is beginning to fade to transparency. When she is fully solidified, and appearing to only one person or being, she looks just like any other human girl.
  
  Imaginary? Ghost? Who knows! This character can only be touched or interacted with by the one she is appearing to in-full, and she can choose what parts of her will appear. So, if you see a floating head that looks like her head.. it's.. her head. This also means that she could appear as a finger to ten different people at once, as long as they were in the same place, and a fingerless version of herself to one other person. For.. whatever reason one would do that.
  
  Empaths will have a difficult time <i>not</i> feeling her emotions. They flow as freely as water, and more often than not, they're not the happiest feelings.
  
  Blood-drinkers will be disappointed. She has no blood to spill! Even appearing to someone, a cut will reveal a blue light, that slowly seals the 'wound' it seems to seep from. This light does act like blood, but it heals any scrapes, cuts, or bruises along her form, and dries as quickly as alcohol. There seems to be a limitless amount of this in her body, though it has no purpose for anyone but herself, unless they just find it pretty.
  
  Aura Readers will see a starry mass surrounding her, looking too dense to even see her main body through. Her alchemic design will be put on full display, taking up the front portion of that aura, and glowing brightly enough to harm an aura reader's eyes.
  
  I do know what she is, and I will tell one that wishes to know.. but, it ruins so much RP detectiveness!
  She does grow up gradually, at about the rate of 1/100th of a normal human being's age-rate. She can also change her apparent-age, given that she's quite old, most RP-timeline's beginnings. Usually looks 16-ish, though. Or 14-ish.

• Description

  Have you ever wondered what it'd be like, if suddenly.. you were just a <i>memory</i>? Or, perhaps just imaginary.. a ghost? What she was, she could never seem to grasp.. It seemed she had three states, however. Transparent, but visible to all, unable to interact with even a leaf on a tree. This form acts as a sort of dimmer switch for her other forms, the more she becomes visible to one, the less others see her to the point of being barely a silhouette. Fully visible, and as real as any human, but only appearing to one person at any given time, and only able to interact with them(and very, very light objects). Completely invisible, unable to interact with anything. In this state, she is, perhaps, as visible as the common thought. She has no special abilities, aside from this odd situation she's found herself in, and she abhors violence. It is a standing debate on whether she is dead, or whether she was ever alive to begin with, between herself and.. herself.
  
  Her looks are, despite the whole being see-through at times deal, rather 'cute'. She wasn't a difficult person to get along with, nor was she hard to cheer up. She could still eat and drink, though it seemed to go nowhere at all. She adored animals, though they seemed to despise her, even when she's made herself invisible, or appeared exclusively to an animal.
  
  Emotional, deep-blue pools.. it is said that the eyes are the window to the soul, and if that were a way to disprove her existence, she'd certainly be considered very alive. Emotion ranging from anger to delight passed her face, and mirrored in those large, pretty eyes of hers.
  
  Hair was lengthy and soft, to the touch. As warm as a human girl's, proving still, that she couldn't be <i>all<i> imagination, or a ghost. In the right light, it was a pretty hybrid of silver and white. Smoother than spider-silk, and looking much like the very same, when she'd nearly faded into her invisible state.
  
  Body-type.. one could say little for it. She had started to reach a state that one could've began to call her 'blossoming', prior to her incident.. which, oddly.. she still couldn't recall. Her body was modest, almost 'young princess-esque', given the smooth-but-pale complexion. She was.. pretty. Even if she wasn't entirely real.
  
  Clothing never seemed to change. A thin-fabric gown in white, matching well with her overall color scheme.. And also, allowing her to stand out as something of a ghostly entity, to those she'd appear to at random, seeking conversation. The primary reason behind her apprehensive nature, when it came to meeting new people. It was, perhaps, knee-length. A soft, silk fabric, with thin shoulder-straps. It hugged her enough to be considered sleepwear, but made her decent enough to seem more like summerwear.

• Biography

  Work In Progress, grows as I RP!

• Gallery

  None of these are my works! Though I wish they were, I suck at drawing~. x3

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