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The Character
PB: Emilie Autumn
AIM [IC]: working on that
Email: kittiemcskull@gmail.com:
Name: Morgan
Nickname:
Species or Group: Fae
Birthdate/Age: real age unknown, appears to be 22
Position/ Occupation: She lives in a makeshift hut in the woods... if collecting things she finds interesting is considered an occupation, that'd be it.
Insight
Behavior/Personality: Morgan is a Fae, but she sometimes forgets. She usually wanders around Neverland in human form and minds her own business. She enjoys playing pranks on others, aside from that she is rather timid. one could say that she is not all there, she talks to herself-out loud- a lot and her behaviour seems odd at times. She is used to being in her own world and as much as others don't understand her she finds them odd at times.
When meeting new people she can be anything from shy to ditzy but she will always take a while to even begin to trust anyone. That can be helped with interesting things (she, for some reason, likes stones. nothing glittery, just...stones) or food. She does love food.
Brief History: Morgan doesn't really know where she came from. Considering the fact that she would forget her own name if she wouldn't talk to herself on a regular basis that isn't much of a surprise. There has been a family at some point, she is sure of it, After all she didn't just... fall from the sky or anything. But she has no recollection whatsoever. All she remembers is being in Neverland, and being alone.
As far as she knows she has always preferred to be in a human form, the fact that she is acutally tiny does annoy her greatly because it gets in the way while collecting things. Sometimes she wonders why she likes being alone in the woods, but most of the time she seems to be pretty content with hte way things are.
Quirks/Habits: Morgan does like living alone, speaks to herself, prefers looking like a human and dresses weird even by fairy standards. Her clothes are often decorated with interesting things she has found ("finding" is a verry broad term here... as in "found in someone's house while they weren't home"). She often just skips aroun, humming to herself, eyes on the ground. If she remembers who she is she does like to fly. A lot.
Likes: Flying, odd stuff, playing pranks, stones, colorful socks, wandering around for hours and looking for interesting things, sorting and rearranging her collection, music (either making it up on her own or listening in on anyone who makes it, usually hidden somewhere).
Dislikes: Yelling, if people she doesn't know touch her, too many questions.
Friendships
Best Friends: not yet
Close Allies: not yet
Enemies: not yet
Romance
Status: single
Partner: no
Crushes: no
Sexual Preference: she doesn't care
Turn ONs: kindness, humor, sharing her interests, strength
Turn OFFs: yelling, rudeness, brutality
RP sample: Humming her version of a song she had heard from the pirates a few nights ago Morgan sat in her home and looked over her nice things. There were stones in all shapes and colors - her favorite being one that looked vaguely like a ship. Right next to the pile of stones she had just finished rearranging in small piles and shapes, there were a few discarded things from the humans. Shoelaces were one of her any interests, all kinds of brushes and combs she sometimes tangled in her hair, and various hair clips she had obtained while rummaging through houses.
The latest addition had formerly been a sack of potatoes... and was now just a sack. She had filled it with herbs and leaves and could now use it as a pillow. With a content sigh she fell back and, arms crossed under her head, looked up through the branches she has tied together as shelter from the weather. Her eyes followed a ray of sun that shone through a gap directly on her nose, until she got crosseyed. With a giggle she lightly tapped the tip of her nose and went on exploring her face with her fingertips. Faces were curious things.