Hello. My name is: Kitty
I look like: black hair with electric blue streaks, usually down and parted to the side or up in a ponytail with a fringe. I have hazel eyes that have gold flecks and what-not in them. I also have a lip ring.
And I'm usually seen wearing: black hoodies. I like to feel like I'm drowning in the black and nothing can touch me there. I retreat into my hoodie when I'm upset. I wear them with skinny jeans and converse normally. under my hoodies are colorful graphic tees
My personality is: quiet and creative. I give everything I have to the relationships I do have. I am not quick to anger and prefer to keep quiet and unknown, to fade into the background. If someone I care about is being threatened though, I'm the exact opposite and I am quick to anger. I don't show it and keep my cool, but will roll right over and crush whoever is attacking, physically or with words.
Some of my favorite items are: my hoodie, converse and Ipod which I often have plugged into my ears at a high volume
And in my spare time I: listen to, write, or play music. that or I write. Or, at least I used to and will again whenever I'm not depressed. When I'm depressed, I'm just an empty shell who can't do anything and just fades into the background while making others who don't know what being depressed is like think she's doing perfectly fine by not doing anything at all really.
My past is: I was a normal girl, not popular but not a freak either. I had a best friend who I devoted everything to, but one preppy girl kept trying to take her away from me so she could be friends with her. My best friend did nothing about it and was actually friends with this girl while I tried in vain to protect her with no thought for myself. I was made fun of and attacked everyday just so I could stand by my bff's side. In the end, I couldn't take it any more and the whole thing fell apart. The bitch won and I had no one but myself to blame. I retreated into myself and became very apathetic. I didn't care about anything and I didn't feel anything. I still looked the same on the outside so no one noticed. Slowly I became slightly more "goth" or "emo" but still no one really even knows I'm even here physically, let alone notices I'm not here mentally.
I have 1 siblings. A younger brother in middle school who is the popular kid and makes fun of my for my appearance.
The issues I've had in life are: basically the problem of never being able to defend myself while I can defend everyone I love.
Some random information that may be helpful to develope my character is:
If I were to be paired with someone from MCR it would have to be: Frankie or Mikey. Anyone really, I love them all!!!
If I were writing this story, I would cast my character as: someone the guys don't even know right away and someone they meet in a later chapter. She could be someone they save and sort of adopt and someone who will later help them grow closer to one another.