Full name; [First, middle, last.] Fey Lillith Boot
Nickname/s; [At least one.] Lilly, Fey
Gender; [One girl and one boy please] Girl
Age; [Between 15 and 20] 16
Date of Birth; October 16 1993
Place of Birth; A rural area near Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Previous place of residing before being sent to the unknown; New York City, New York
Religon; [One please.] Christian
Sexuality; [Straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian?] Straight
How do you make a living off of it; Fey sings in the streets for spare change.
How did you find out you had it; Back in New York, she started taking singing lessons,
and she was a natural.
Hair description; [Length, color, style.] Fey's hair is naturally golden blonde. It's as
dry as straw, and as straight as a ruler. It goes down her back, and ends at her bottom.
Her bangs are long and shaggy, but not enough to cover her eyes. She pushes more then half
of the bangs into a left (her left) side bang, while she lets the rest of it droop.
Eye description; [Color, scars, blind] Her eyes are bright lime green, and she doesn't
have any visible pupils.
Height;She is 5' 3'' , and was always short for her age.
Weight; 110 lbs
Tattos; [If any.] none
Piercings; [If any.] none
Typical clothing; [Dresses, pants, skirts, etc.] She usually wears brown Capri-styled
pants, a white undershirt, and a blue jacket that goes down to her knees. Her shoes are
black, worn and falling apart.
Personality; [At least six lines, please.] The Unknown World hasn't had much of an effect
on Fey. She's often shy around people she doesn't know, for people have always made fun of
her while she was growing up. If you accept her for who she is, and get talking with her,
she opens up quite a bit, always smiling and looking on the bright side of things. She
likes to poke fun, but knows when to stop and when to be serious. When she gets to know
somebody really well, she's happily put her life on the line to keep them safe.
Strength; [At least four.] Fey feels good about helping those she cares about
Weaknesses; [At least four.] Fey absolutely loathes spiders, she hates being sick,
she doesn't enjoy doing math work, and she often tries to avoid bad weather.
Iterests/Hobbies; [At least five.] She likes Singing, art, traveling, dancing, and playing
Dislikes; [At least five.] She tries to avoid fighting, she doesn't like higher-classed
people, she is against gay marriage, she doesn't like people jumping at her saying
different things, and doesn't like crowds.
Bad habit; [At least one.] Fey often jumps to conclusions, which often makes people stare
at her, and make her even more shy.
History; [Twelve lines long, please.]
Fey was walking along the inter-winding streets of Manhattan, on her way to her favorite
place to sing. Things had been tough lately, for she didn't even have enough to feed
herself, and it was easily starting to show. Her ribs showed through her skin, which has
faded to a nearly chalk white. About halfway there, she saw there was an area on the
street blocked up, which wasn't uncommon for New York, but she decided to see what was
happening. As she walked up to the area, she noticed the street ambiance has faded, and
less and less people were there. It must've been her lack of nutrition lately, doing
things to her head. But when she looked around, the people were gone from the sidewalks,
and even the street was bare. Huh? There was a pile-up of cars here. What happened?
Curious, she walked past the barricades and towards an open manhole. She got down on her
knees, looking into it. She was expecting to hear water, for that was what she usually
heard, but all she heard was an eerie drone. She couldn't see the bottom either. She
squinted, trying to see deeper into the hole, but she saw nothing. Cautiously, she climbed
down the ladder underneath the once bustling city. It seemed to go a lot longer then she
expected to get to the bottom. When she did, she could barely see anything. She stuck her
hand in front of her face. She couldn't see it. As her hand fell down to her side, she
felt something grab it. Before she could react, she felt something else wrap around her.
She could tell it was wet, for her body was drenched with sewer water where she was
grabbed. She was suddenly jolted deep into the sewers. She soon couldn't see anything; she
could only scream with fright. The light from the surface whizzed out of her sight, and
she was struggling blindly. The things that grabbed her felt like tentacles, but she
couldn't confirm it. The thing suddenly jolted from going left to straight downward, and
it was then she realized they were above water. She was dragged down, and she struggled to
get out of the thing's grasp. For some reason, she suddenly stopped, and didn't care
anymore. She saw the water around her start to glow,She lost conscience of the things
around her, and soon, everything went black.
The next thing she knew, she was in a strange village, surrounded by the Unknowns. The
asked her questions without relent, and Fey tried to scramble away, frightened. After she
did so, they then agreed she could stay in the village. She now stands on the side of the
road, singing for money, for that's all she really knew.