GWENDOLYN DARLING
Wendy
#c05c4b | 24 | she/her/they/them
wendy darling | pansexual
she dreamed improbable dreams, followed her heart, and created her own fairytale
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Wendy was a little rough around the edges as a child, owing to her tomboyish demeanor, which her mother hated. However, her thirteen years of classical dance instruction instilled in her an appreciation for the art of grace. Her light brown hair is naturally wavy and falls to her mid-back in a central part. Her eyes are as blue as the oceans, which conceal the most horrific truths. Her features are flawless, with a small button nose, arched brows, pink lips, and high cheekbones.
Her color pallet is composed of pastel pink, mauve, and baby blue shades, often paired with a neutral undertone. Her style is an eclectic blend of traditional, bohemian, and minimalist clothes, highlighting her petite stature and flowing ends that showcase her long legs. Her ears are pierced, she dresses simply, and she always has painted nails, despite her proclivity for picking at them.
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She's finally come to terms with the thing she's been most afraid of as a child: becoming an adult. When she was little, Wendy used to tell amazing stories about a valiant knight fighting a fearsome monster and a beautiful princess with beautiful, magically long hair. But, the story she loved the most was one about a girl who never grew up. Each tale was as unique as the next, and the reason for this is that Wendy has an innate capacity for imagination.
Wendy is as daring as they come, just as she is creative. She's the kind of girl who would leap off a speeding train, parachute fourteen thousand feet in the air, or go shark cage diving if it meant getting her adrenaline flowing. She has a rebellious streak for diving headlong into hazardous situations because she isn't scared, even when others warn her that it's a terrible idea. She is obstinate as a tea, unwilling to listen to anybody, and always challenging everything they say. If she is advised not to do something and given a litany of reasons why it is a terrible idea, she will proceed to do it anyway.
Wendy is not one to give up easily, particularly regarding the people most dear to her. She will go to any extent to safeguard what is most important to her. Wendy has always had a strong sense of responsibility to nurture and protect others. As the eldest sister, she believes this to be true. When her younger brothers were injured, Wendy constantly took on the role of a doctor. She bandaged booboos and hugged them tightly until they stopped sobbing, even making a few amusing expressions to elicit a grin. One day, she dreams of being a mother.
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Gwendolyn Moira Angela Darling was born in London during the winter season to George and Mary Darling. Wendy, the eldest child of a middle-class family, had a profound influence on her younger brothers, John and Michael, most notably on their love of Peter Pan and her lore. Wendy often told children stories about Pan's many adventures on the ostensibly fictitious island of Neverland, most notably her battles with the villainous Captain Hook. To most people (including George), Pan and the tales surrounding her were nothing more than a childish fantasy. However, her exploits were all too real to Wendy, John, and Michael, and her stories were used to preserve the pleasure and whim of their youth, despite George and Mary's appeals for more prudent behavior.
Wendy and her brother were visited late at night by a strange-looking female who stood strangely in their window seal twelve years ago. Wendy barely can recall the form of her standing in a heroic stance, feet apart, chin up, and hands-on-hips with the elbows bent. She couldn't remember the face; she couldn't remember how it felt when the wind blew in her face as she and her brothers soared high in the sky with their new friend or the exciting adventures they had with the 'lost boys.' Wendy has no recollection of waiting for the girl to return, which she never did. Everything was all hazy; it seemed like a hoax.
Wendy, at twenty-four, has moved on from her past. She studied theatrical arts at New York University in New York City, where she met her fiancé, Edward, and graduated with honors. She works as a starving artist, scheduling tiny Broadway plays around New York Times Square, and has even begun writing a fiction novel based on her early encounters with the mystery girl. Her book's publication was a runaway success, earning her a Pulitzer Prize. Everything was going swimmingly until she was abducted on her wedding day. But that was months ago, and now she's sailing with her brothers to Neverland with the jolly roger.
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