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NADIA FIELDS

Nickname: Nadi (call her anything else and she'll sock you)

Date of Birth: November 12, 1995

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Appearance: Nadi is a short girl of slightly under-average build. She isn't stickly, but she doesn't have the 'mature' build either. She has slightly tanned skin, a small upturned nose, and shortly cropped dark brown hair. Her round brown eyes are usually seen half-lidded, either squinting, scowling, thinking or bored. She doesn't give too much thought into her appearance, preferring the androgynous look, though maintaining loudly that she is "still a girl!" despite the lacking bust and hips. She dresses in whatever she feels like, and isn't above wearing the same thing more than once in a row. Her face is very expressive and gets quite red when she blushes.

[img]PICTURE[/img](Again, you don’t have to have one, but one would be helpful)

Personality: Nadi has a "don't give a fuck" attitude about pretty much everything. She says what she wants, does what she wants, and no one can tell her otherwise. She doesn't care what others think of her (unless she happens to have certain feelings for that other), but will be more than happy to snap out what she thinks of others. She isn't one to sugarcoat her words, and prefers to be blunt rather than beat around the bush. For this reason, it's difficult for her to lie. She also has a bad potty mouth.

Her brash attitude doesn't gain her many friends, as evident by her fairly solitary status at school. She doesn't like anyone at the school, thinking they're too stupid or shallow or some other crime for her, and prefers the solitude. She doesn't like being crowded, and suffers from claustrophobia. She sits at the very back of the room and requires an entire row to herself. At the very least, the desks on either side and in front and behind her have to be empty, which she usually secures by dumping all her crap in each seat. The windows also have to be open, or at least the door, which many students and even some teachers resent her for (though the latter always obliges to her requests, particularly after a frightening panic attack her freshman year when two classes combined on a winter's day for testing). Although her claustrophobia can get annoying, she doesn't do anything to solve the problem, preferring the wide space anyways. She is terrible with money.

Despite her prickly ways, there is a softer side to Nadi. For one, she is hopelessly addicted to romance novels, often stopping by the discount store to get the free ones. She can't get enough of them, even if they are badly written, and daydreams about her own love life (albeit in secret). There's no one in school she has a crush on yet, but even if there was, she wouldn't tell you! She is also a loyal friend, willing to stick up for whoever she thinks deserves it, and can nag the hell out of anyone. She has a dirty sense of humor, and is almost always sarcastic.

Roleplaying doesn't provide much of a break from her personality. If anything, it amps it up. In an environment where literally anything is game, Nadi milks it for what it's worth, sometimes rolling for random things just for the hell of it. She doesn't mind the people she plays with, (originally she came in when one of the meetings was advertized as having free cookies. She was one of the few people who stayed after the cookies) and even considers them somewhat friends, talking to them at school whenever she sees them.

Background: Nadi is the only child of two working parents. She was spoiled quite a bit when she was younger, but the discipline has been trying to ramp up in recent years, to little avail. She doesn't really talk to her parents, seeing them only as caretakers and people to occasionally ask favors of, and her "take shit from no one" attitude stays consistent in the home life. Occasionally, though, she wishes her parents were more involved in her life. Overall, her life has been pretty orthodox. Not much drama anywhere.

Other:

THE NEW YOU

ERIC

Nickname: MermaidMan

Age: mid-30s (human wise)

Race: Half-orc

Character Class: Barbarian

Gender: Male

Appearance: At nearly 7 feet and weighing 250 pounds, Eric is every ounce muscle. His skin is almost mint green, and he has a huge under bite and small tusks that jut up to his lip. He is covered in body hair, but it is unknown whether he himself has any hair, since he wears a helmet on at all times. He is garbed in flashy armor--not really suitable for a half-orc, but hey, he had the money--that has been dulled through its use, and wields a large hammer.

Personality: Eric's genealogy doesn't lend itself to much intelligence, but that doesn't stop him from being thoughtful. He often muses away the deeper meanings of life (though his definition of deep might be different from yours) and also enjoys his alone time. He doesn't talk much, preferring to hit first and ask questions later (maybe). He likes listening to poetry (especially poetry that rhymes) and looking at paintings, though he isn't always sure what either means. He doesn't hate his genealogy or his life, simply bumbling along as he sees fit, perfectly satisfied.

Background: Born out of an unfortunate situation involving a human woman and a male orc, Eric was promptly abandoned at a temple (church?). He was raised by monks who sought to make something good out of bad parts. His appreciation for the arts stems for this, though he is hopeless at actually making anything. When the monks who raised him were killed, however, he went on rampage and killed those responsible. His revenge sated, he just travels around, getting rid of anyone in his way and living peacefully, yet up for any adventure that may find him.

Other: n/a