✿ Name: Kissui "Hope" Thornwood
✿ Age: 18
✿ Gender: Female
✿ Hair: In a ponytail or let down, is Blond.
✿ Eyes: Deep Sea Blue
✿ Height: 5' 3"
✿ Weight: Ha! Like any woman would tell!
✿ Raze: Half-Angel
✿ Birthdate: October 11
✿ Personality: She's like candy, she's very sweet, then again people are put off as soon as they've seen their bill at a restaurant after witnessing her dispose a mountain of food. When she's in her work, mainly brainstorming, she's content and happy. But when she's dragged from her happy place into stress or situations she never thought of and she turns into a mess, a complete sloth and digs herself into her sheets or into an electronic if she can. She loves to mind freak people, even going as far as being pervy then back to sweetness, just to be funny.
✿ Weapon(s): Does a pen count? What about a blank book? A PSP is metal right?
✿ Background info: Let's start with an old story, the Storyteller. She was a beautiful women who would write stories for the children every week, mainly love stories, of course. She was loved by all, men fell at her feet to be theirs but none could have her. Well, that was until a stranger walked into town one day. It was like one of her love stories, this stranger had turned into her Knight in shining armor. Well, the village this man came from didn't like the Storyteller's village and attacked them, wanting him back. They refused and a war broke out between the two villages, building burned to the ground people hung, children walked the streets without parents.
She was horrified by this and wanted it all to go away, she wanted it all to go away. She felt strange, she sat down at her desk and began to write, and just forgot everything. She felt a presence over her shoulder as she wrote, she wrote of a fire, a fire that would purify evil attacking her home. It came to life, a fire swallowed the other village in its white purity and was gone. But, the damage was done, no one was left but her and her lover, so she fell into depression and died from it. The only person left was the man... holding onto an infant wanting to nurse and crying.
The started my story, I'm Kussui, I'm suppose to be the eleventh generation Storyteller and I've had a semi-normal life, nothing weird or crazy happened to me. Unfortunately, I had to leave home due to people who thought we were against God's will, to create "Life" and control it. So, while I was out, some humans used a bomb underneath the house, nearly killing my parents. I was only gone for a carton of milk when I saw the fire and little of my home. The community feared for my safety so they sent me to this weird School to learn my powers.
Well, I'm now here after a few months of traveling. All I want is a warm bed, free food, and maybe someone to chat with.
✿ Extra: She favors her old style pen, she's a "Monster Hunter" fanatic, a six year Veteran at it. An old friend and fellow huntress in MH made her a Felyne doll that she always sleeps with or it will bother her if she lost it. Only wake her softly, she's known to knock teeth out.
✿ Character Image:
Bookmarks