Wynter Crain

[Wynter Crain]

who is the one I see
BASIC INFO
staring straight back at me

• Name? ]Wynter Jynx Crain

[/li][li]Alias? Sometimes called Jynx

[/li][li]Age & Birthday? 19:: December 18

[/li][li]Sex & Sexual Preference? female, pansexual

[/li][li]Species? half-gifted half-faerie

[/li][li]Abilities? Eidetic Memory and psychometry (late stage 1)

[/li][li]Occupation? none at the moment

[/li][li]Faction? She just really learned about all this stuff and hasn't decided if she wants to go with the bad guys or not. Either way she's heard some rumors about both sides. [/li][/ul][/blockquote]

when will my reflection show
APPEARANCE
who I am inside

• Hair Colour? Style? Type? red hair cut short and messy.

[/li][li]Eye Colour? pale blue

[/li][li]Height & Weight? about 5'7 and proportionate. She's a little slender.

[/li][li]Body Type? slender and kind of frail

[/li][li]Skin Tone? pale

[/li][li]Scars/Freckles/Birthmarks? She has plenty of scars all over her arms. The one's on her arms and deep and painful looking and sometimes cause her pain. She also has scars on her back and one on the right side of her neck.

[/li][li]Style of Dress? She wears whatever is comfortable and what she can find, usually ratty looking jeans and baggy t-shirts[/li][/ul][/blockquote]

i am now in a world where i
PERSONALITY
have to hide my heart

• Intelligent? She might not be the most intelligent person in the world but she makes up for it with street smarts and common sense.

[/li][li]Pessimistic/Optimistic? She's definitely pessimistic about most things.

[/li][li]Outgoing/Shy? She isn't really shy as she distrusts everyone so she doesn't talk to them much.

[/li][li]Kind/Cruel? Healthy mix of both. There are times when she's the sweetest thing you'll meet and then there are times when she'll bite your head off.

[/li][li]Trusting/Suspicious of Others? Suspicious

[/li][li]Interests? Staying alive is a big one and other than that there not much else. She enjoys walking in the woods and through the city at night.

[/li][li]Strengths? She's a good fighter and has a lot of street smarts. Obviously, with her great memory, she is really handy in a situation where you need to remember stuff. She's pretty good about thinking logically too.

[/li][li]Weaknesses? She didn't have a good education so she is ignorant in some things that others take for granted, like computers. Just because she can fight good doesn't mean that she can fight very long. She fights clever and with her head because she doesn't have as good physical strength as others. Her stamina also isn't the best.

[/li][li]Eccentricities? She wears gloves all the time, for obvious reasons, and tends to hold her hands very close to her body, if not in her pockets all the time. She keeps a few strands of hair in front of her face for comfort even though her hair isn't very long. [/li][/ul][/blockquote]

and what i believe in
FAMILY
but somehow

• Parents? Mother-Kyla (deceased) and Father--David (not present in her life)

[/li][li]Siblings? none as per her knowledge

[/li][li]Partners? none

[/li][li]Children? she doesn't really like kids (as far as she knows)

[/li][li]Extended Family? She kind of considers a guy she met on the streets as being like a brother. His name is Jayden.

[/li][li]Pets? none[/li][/ul][/blockquote]

i will show the world
HISTORY
what's inside my heart

Psh, where to start. My name is Wynter, as you've already heard, and I'm a little nervous about gettin' all this out but I'm hopin' that maybe it'll all start just pourin' as soon as I start. So...here goes I guess. When I was little, my life was great. My mom and dad loved each other and they were always takin' me places and doin' things together and just smilin' a lot. The kinda parents some kids never know. I guess I was lucky...but I dunno. I think I was about six or something like that when I first realized my brain worked real well...I mean I could remember anything! You tell me the exact date of George Washington's first lay and I could remember it weeks later. My brain was just amazing. My mom would tell me shopping lists and my dad would tell me passwords..it's all in my brain still. I can't get rid of it no matter how hard I try...like even beatin' my head against the wall don't work. Trust me I tried.

When I was like 10, my mom suddenly went real quiet, real sad. I would see her cryin' all the time and my dad would be off somewhere tinkerin' with somethin' and I would go be like "Dad why aren't you with mom? She's sad." And dad would go, "I'm just very busy dear." And I would be so confused. My mom got worse and worse until a few days after my eleventh birthday it happened. The most horrible thing in my life and the one thing I really really wish I could beat outta my head. I walked down to the bathroom and found my mom there...in the tub all covered in red and blood drippin' on the floor. I freaked and ran for my dad. He took off to the bathroom and just stopped.

My mom's funeral was real quiet, like her, and went by pretty quick. A few days after, I was messing with some of my mom's stuff and would see these little weird things in my head, like my dad kissin' my mom and givin' her the jewelery or whatever I was holdin'. It was weird and I was only small and so sad and confused. My dad took me to a psychologist...or psychiatrist? The brain one, and the guy said maybe it was like trauma or somethin' that had made me think I was seein' stuff, but I knew better. I practiced till I could see things a little clearer, but not all the time, and went to my dad cause I was curious bout his time with her...you know in the end.

It took a few tries but when I grabbed him once, I saw some things I wish I could take a cram down his throat, make him choke on those pictures. I saw him with all these other women and just felt like shit. That's when I ran away. I lived on the streets with this guy named Jayden. Real nice guy, like 20 I think while I was 12, with this long red hair and nice brown eyes. He was so nice and never asked me for any kind of payment at all for livin' in his shelter. He taught me how to get food and get clothes and live without freezin' in the winter and by the time I was 12 in the spring, a year after the bad stuff, I knew everything about street life. I felt safe with him, and not as frail as I'd felt the rest of my life.

One day this person came for me. Stopped me right on the street with my name. "Wynter Crain?" I was real surprised. "I've been looking for you Wynter. I need you to come with me. It's very important." Know what I did? I kicked that person real hard right in the shin. Then real hard in the other shin for good measure.

I went straight to Jayden, who said some nasty curse words, and started getting my couple'a things around. He told me about this world I'd never heard of, one he himself was almost a part of. He said he woulda ended up at this school that kidnapper was from. He said that's what they did, they kidnapped kids and locked em up in their prison for all things magic. And that's what I was, I knew it before he told me but it was nice to know I wasn't crazy. He said there was this place, these people that were trying to stop those kidnapping people from takin' more kids from their home. He said they helped him understand about the person that was after him. They explained it all to him. He said he would take me to them but then somewhere in between we got separated. The kidnapper caught up with me and I ran. When I tried to meet back up with Jayden he wasn't there in our normal spot. I waited and came back a lot, but he never showed again. So here I am waitin' on someone to help me. I avoid all the kidnappers who come after me but I dunno where to find the other people. The ones Jayden said are the good ones. Until I can figure it out I guess Imma live here in my alley and wait and hope.

and be loved
ABOUT YOU
for who i am

• Name/Alias? Wynter

[/li][li]Experience? Since I was about 16

[/li][li]Other Accounts? Serinity Lykos

[/li][li]How You Found Us? already on here

[/li][li]Also, if anyone wants to play Jayden feel free.
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