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Elisabeth

"It would be nice if you were a friend, then I might not kill you!"

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a character in “GLASS”, originally authored by The Soul one, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Elisabeth

Age: 16

Family: Murdered

Appearance/Clothing:
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Pink hair, pinkish red eyes, fair pale skin. Clothes change often.

Equipment: A small bookbag that has food for several days, a used butchers knife.

History: Raised in a normal household before the world went to hell, she lived normally, with many good friends. As the world fell, however, she found that most of her friends deserted her, and a few even tried to rape her. In self defense, she killed them. When she went home, all bloody, her parents accused her of murdering them, where she desperately tried to defend herself. After a few minutes of back and forth, Elisabeth's mind snapped, and she killed her parents, then led her kid brother to the military, and left him there. She then went back to the house and cleaned up. When a nuclear strike leveled the building, she dug her way out and started wondering around. She started killing people who say things poorly of her, and learned fast to watch one's back. She quickly learned to be silent, and that killing was often a necessity, even if that meant killing innocents. She did so, but she never was fazed by any horror she went through. Her mind snapped when she argued with her parents, and to compensate, her mind started blocking all events related to that from memory as long as the situation didn't require her to be dangerous. When threatened, she becomes a dangerous force, quickly closing on enemies in ways to avoid gunfire and eliminating them one by one through stealth. Because of her memory suppression, she has no idea what her last name is, nor does she know where she was from. All she knows is that she's been wondering around for a very long time, it seems. She entered New York because a man that wasn't hostile said that other people were living there.

Location: New York City, USA

So begins...

Elisabeth's Story

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"Wow, Times Square!" Elisabeth said, spreading her arms out and twirling. She had only just arrived at the city, but why not check out the main attraction first? Her stomach growled, and she stopped and looked down at it. "Oh, dear." She opened her book bag and looked inside. There was enough canned beans and apricots to last a few more days, she should look for someone to help her. She hard a gunshot, and instinctively got down. She glanced up. She recognized the type: shotgun, riot. Somewhat old. She frowned at herself. "Why do I... Oh well!" She said, smiling. She checked her knife. She's always had the cleaver for as long as she remembered, but she could never remember why. She took it out and looked around. If there was gunfire, then there was probably bad people nearby, and she should probably hide somewhere in case they decide to come her way. She spotted several locations that would work, then she saw a tall building with a hole in the second story, and ran inside. It was some form of office building, but she didn't stick around to get more information. She used her memory and estimated where the hole was, and found it easily enough. It was a small crack in the structure, just big enough for her to push herself through in case of an emergency, but small enough to not a lot of light inside so that she could hide much easier. It also allowed her to have a view of the entire Times Square, even a little bit down the opposite streets. If she had a sniper rifle, she'd have the perfect shot on anyone who was walking by... She had and idea and sat there, waiting for someone to walk by.

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Times Square
Elisabeth grinned, a man was walking down right in the middle... "That's far enough!" She shouted. "I got a gun trained on you, but I don't wanna waste bullets. Drop your stuff!" She almost giggled. It was almost way to easy. She actually didn't have anything of the sort. She watched in hilarity as the man figured out where she was, and started she assumed was weighing his options. "Well? What are you gonna do? Am I gonna have to waste a bullet on you, or what?"

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