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Alice Saiko Baskerville
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Ali, Lily, Sai, The Daughter of the Forest
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She swings both ways.
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Shirayuki || Snow White with the Red Hair
Alice Saiko Baskerville
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Ali, Lily, Sai, The Daughter of the Forest
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She swings both ways.
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Shirayuki || Snow White with the Red Hair
β Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me. β
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A nonthreatening 5'1
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98 Ibs.
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Her hair is the color of summer apples, or crispy fall leaves. A vibrant red that catches the eye and is so vivid it is almost unreal.
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The color of bright green leaves or sparkling emeralds that twinkle when they catch the light.
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Her ears are pierced and aside from the normal childhood scars, there are really no others.
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A nonthreatening 5'1
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98 Ibs.
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Her hair is the color of summer apples, or crispy fall leaves. A vibrant red that catches the eye and is so vivid it is almost unreal.
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The color of bright green leaves or sparkling emeralds that twinkle when they catch the light.
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Her ears are pierced and aside from the normal childhood scars, there are really no others.
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Incredibly bright and seemingly always happy, you can almost never find Alice without a smile on her face. She loves the world, from the smell of dew in the morning to the scent of early fall. Alice is often compared to Snow White, with skin like ivory and lips as red as blood, she has beautiful, almost porcelain features. Her hair is short cropped for easy maintenance and her eyes twinkle with intelligence. It is a shame she will never utter a word, otherwise her voice would have been similar to a bird's song, melodic and sweet. As far as clothing goes, Alice wears whatever she likes. She enjoys comfortable articles that are modest, but easy to move around in. When wearing skirts she'll often wear leggings underneath in order to be able to do handstands in the grass or roll down hills. Alice is very hands on and so she is not afraid to get messy, a little dirt never hurt anyone, is what she believes.
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β"With confidence you have won even before you have started." β
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β₯ Grass|| She especially loves the smell of dew in the morning, or a freshly mowed lawn. There is nothing better than the wispy streaks of green.
β₯ Gardening || It helps Alice relax and having quite a green thumb never hurt either.
β₯ Apples || Their sweet crunchy taste is delectable on her tongue. Alice loves apples and other fruits and vegetables.
β₯ Drawing || Due to the fact that she cannot convey her feelings in words, you'll often find that Alice will draw what she is thinking.
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βI am a believer of love at first sight.β
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β¦ Fire || It consumes everything in its path and destroys people's lives.
β¦ Curses || She was cursed from birth to never utter a word, so naturally Alice hates these spells that ruin lives.
β¦ Fishing || It's odd, but Alice has hated fishing from the time she first tried it as a young girl.
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Frustration || To let others know that she is frustrated, Alice will stamp her foot on the ground.
Lying || Obviously Alice can't lie because she can't speak, but it isn't uncommon for her to have an outward expression and feel something different inside.
Staring into Space || Some would describe Alice as a space cadet, her mind often wanders during conversations.
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β¦ Speaking || Alice has people telling her all the time that if she wanted to she could speak. Unfortunately it's not true and she is often ridiculed for it.
β¦ Senses || Her other senses are extremely sharp and therefore sensitive. Alice hates loud noises and bright lights due to this.
β¦ Garden || Her garden is the most precious thing she owns and she feels sad when plants in it die.
β¦ Adrenaline || Alice is an adrenaline junkie, she loves the rush of doing something exciting and stupid.
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β₯ Green Thumb || It is easy for her to coax even the most stubborn of plants into blooming.
β₯ Hiding || She's been the hide and seek champion for many years.
β₯ Cooking || Alice loves to experiment in the kitchen, while her creations may not always come out the best, they are certainly better than some.
β₯ Lying || It is very easy for Alice to lie.
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Fire || Alice is terrified of fire, it wreaks havoc and destroys everything in its wake.
The Dark || Not so much the dark as much as what is lurking in it.
Death || Like most humans, Alice is aware of the death that comes hand in hand with life. She has come to terms with the fact that she will eventually die, Alice just does not want to die prematurely.
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β"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."β
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Cursed from birth to never utter a word, it is never apparent how Alice is feeling. She wears her heart on her sleeve and is easily misread, some like to believe that she is as open as a book, but really they would be wrong. In truth, Alice is a complex creature, like most women, who has to convey her emotions through sign language. Due to being mute, most never know when Alice is in trouble or in pain because of her silence. Others mistake her silence for ignoring them, or acting stuck up. Either way, Alice communicates through her hands and to those who don't understand sign language, through a notepad. Even then her words are often misinterpreted and it can be incredibly frustrating. Alice is a really kind girl, but she has her flaws just like everyone else. She is practiced in patience and kindness, her heart is as large as an old oak tree, her smile as wide as a forest. Alice is hurt rather easily due to not being able to speak, so it isn't uncommon to find her alone in the garden or sitting by herself on a bench.
Cursed from birth to never utter a word, it is never apparent how Alice is feeling. She wears her heart on her sleeve and is easily misread, some like to believe that she is as open as a book, but really they would be wrong. In truth, Alice is a complex creature, like most women, who has to convey her emotions through sign language. Due to being mute, most never know when Alice is in trouble or in pain because of her silence. Others mistake her silence for ignoring them, or acting stuck up. Either way, Alice communicates through her hands and to those who don't understand sign language, through a notepad. Even then her words are often misinterpreted and it can be incredibly frustrating. Alice is a really kind girl, but she has her flaws just like everyone else. She is practiced in patience and kindness, her heart is as large as an old oak tree, her smile as wide as a forest. Alice is hurt rather easily due to not being able to speak, so it isn't uncommon to find her alone in the garden or sitting by herself on a bench.
βThe most important thing in life is learning how to fall. β
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Hannah Elizabeth Baskerville || Mother || Alive
Eric Alexander Baskerville || Father || Alive
Axel The 2nd, Baskerville || Older Brother || Alive
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When Alice was first born, her mother had many complications. Alice spent the first year of her life in the NICU of a hospital, her family fearing that she would not live to see her second birthday, that she would never be able to walk, or be normal like other children. In truth, Alice's mother had been given a curse, not anything like out of the old fairy tales, someone had just wished their ill will onto the pregnant woman and it befell to the child she was baring. So Alice was born sick with a weak body that couldn't tolerate the world. After her first year in the NICU, she was finally well enough to come home. They celebrated, her brother over joyed that his little sister was finally allowed to see the place where she would live. He carried her around the house excitedly, holding the baby up to things so she could see them and not wanting to hand her back to her mother. Axel had always been easily excitable, so when he nearly dropped Alice a few times, no one was surprised.
As she grew a bit older, her parents documented every step. One day, while looking through an album they realized their daughter had yet to say her first word. In fact, she was rather quiet, never crying, or babbling like other children. It was in that moment that they realized something was terribly wrong. Alice was rushed back to the hospital where she spent another six months as they tried to figure out what was wrong. The child underwent a barrage of tests, but no Doctor could figure out the mysterious condition that was her missing vocals. The only solutions offered were that perhaps she was a late bloomer. As time went on though, her parents mourned the fact that they would never hear Alice speak. They celebrated other things though, little mile stones, and it made this burden easier.
Despite her missing voice Alice was a very happy girl, she liked to read and color, always adding elaborate illustrations to the pages of her notebook. Due to the fact that she was mute she had a hard time learning to read, but once she got the hang of it, Alice loved every book she picked up.
At school the other children ignored her for the most part, which was both good and bad. Alice was lonely, but it wasn't like she could complain. She had her garden, her flowers were her friends. It was around this time that Alice realized she was different. Her thoughts were confirmed when one day in school one of the bullies began to push her around, stealing Alice's notebook and saying that she had to ask for it back. Alice was feeling embarrassed and ashamed when suddenly the plants around her sprung into action and before Alice knew it, the bully was hanging upside down. She collected her things and ran, going back home. Two days later they removed Alice from her home. Axel tried to fight them, but Alice knew that it was hopeless. So she hugged her brother, her way of asking him to cease the fighting and went with the people who would slowly deconstruct her life.
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Hannah Elizabeth Baskerville || Mother || Alive
Eric Alexander Baskerville || Father || Alive
Axel The 2nd, Baskerville || Older Brother || Alive
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When Alice was first born, her mother had many complications. Alice spent the first year of her life in the NICU of a hospital, her family fearing that she would not live to see her second birthday, that she would never be able to walk, or be normal like other children. In truth, Alice's mother had been given a curse, not anything like out of the old fairy tales, someone had just wished their ill will onto the pregnant woman and it befell to the child she was baring. So Alice was born sick with a weak body that couldn't tolerate the world. After her first year in the NICU, she was finally well enough to come home. They celebrated, her brother over joyed that his little sister was finally allowed to see the place where she would live. He carried her around the house excitedly, holding the baby up to things so she could see them and not wanting to hand her back to her mother. Axel had always been easily excitable, so when he nearly dropped Alice a few times, no one was surprised.
As she grew a bit older, her parents documented every step. One day, while looking through an album they realized their daughter had yet to say her first word. In fact, she was rather quiet, never crying, or babbling like other children. It was in that moment that they realized something was terribly wrong. Alice was rushed back to the hospital where she spent another six months as they tried to figure out what was wrong. The child underwent a barrage of tests, but no Doctor could figure out the mysterious condition that was her missing vocals. The only solutions offered were that perhaps she was a late bloomer. As time went on though, her parents mourned the fact that they would never hear Alice speak. They celebrated other things though, little mile stones, and it made this burden easier.
Despite her missing voice Alice was a very happy girl, she liked to read and color, always adding elaborate illustrations to the pages of her notebook. Due to the fact that she was mute she had a hard time learning to read, but once she got the hang of it, Alice loved every book she picked up.
At school the other children ignored her for the most part, which was both good and bad. Alice was lonely, but it wasn't like she could complain. She had her garden, her flowers were her friends. It was around this time that Alice realized she was different. Her thoughts were confirmed when one day in school one of the bullies began to push her around, stealing Alice's notebook and saying that she had to ask for it back. Alice was feeling embarrassed and ashamed when suddenly the plants around her sprung into action and before Alice knew it, the bully was hanging upside down. She collected her things and ran, going back home. Two days later they removed Alice from her home. Axel tried to fight them, but Alice knew that it was hopeless. So she hugged her brother, her way of asking him to cease the fighting and went with the people who would slowly deconstruct her life.
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