Description

An extremely short woman, barely making three feet, Miss Merry Christmas always wears the same mismatched outfit. Tight pants, a soft shade of purple, cling to her thin legs, littered with bright green flowers. A tight, plain white shirt clings to her fat torso. An aqua-green tie hangs from her neck, shaped and layered like a Christmas tree, dotted with dark pink circles. The wrinkles on her skin make her appears quite elderly. Her lips are colored a soft purple, and she is almost always seen wearing her signature yellow and purple sunglasses. A dull turquoise headband pulls back her massive, magenta Afro.

Personality

Miss Merry Christmas rarely takes anything seriously, choosing to toy with most situations. She values a good sense of humor, though she is interested in prosperity and progression. In her long existence, she has learned much of the world, and will exploit most any situation for her own gain. She also loves surprises, gaining great joy out of seeing anyone surprised or being surprised herself, and will thus go to great lengths to plan surprises. It is common for her to unnecessarily declare "Surprise!". It is commonly known that more than anyone, Miss Merry Christmas relies on herself.

Equipment

She has her clothing and that's about it.

History

Miss Merry Christmas was one of the first beings to be created, coming from the following lyrics:

"Grandma got run over by a reindeer,
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and grandpa we believe.
She'd been drinking too much eggnog,
And we begged her not to go.
But she forgot her medication, and she
Staggered out the door into the snow.
When we found her Christmas morning,
At the scene of the attack,
She had hoof-prints on her forehead,
And incriminating Claus marks on her back."

In her earliest years, Miss Merry Christmas watched as the god's creations developed, and danced and sung along with her brothers and sisters. Living in the harsh wild, Miss Merry Christmas's body became tough and agile. Over the years she has developed great strength and speed, simply for means of survival. She has survived disease, watched as other songs were forgotten and faded from existence, leaped from treetop to treetop, and downright brawled with plenty of others. This is a tough woman who has seen much. As she became confident in her own survivability and watch new creations walk the age-old paths, she took on an attitude of nonchalance, rarely appearing serious. She grew bored with the set ways of the planet.

Miss Merry Christmas became well known for being the odd ball that she was. However, few actually personally knew her, as she mostly kept to herself, and mostly stayed within the outback of the wilds. Still, her song stayed prevalent enough within society, by virtue of its being one of the oldest in existence.

When the humans arrived, Miss Merry Christmas rushed to them, cautious but intrigued. She quickly joined forces with them, basking in the conveniences of technology. She has slipped back into society, doing her best to gather supporters of the technology advanced human species. She looks forward to their developments of the planet and has told them everything she knows, relentlessly sacrificing everything to remain at man's side.