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Revision as of 16:47, 17 October 2022
- Billie Eilish - all the good girls go to hell -
Standing there, killing time
Can't commit to anything but a crime
Look at you needing me
You know I'm not your friend without some greenery
- Billie Eilish - all the good girls go to hell -
Standing there, killing time
Can't commit to anything but a crime
Look at you needing me
You know I'm not your friend without some greenery
Coming soon..
Mask:
A blue-haired woman of medium height and athletic hourglass figure. Her hair sports dark peacock blue roots shading into teal tips and highlights so bright as to be almost bioluminescent, thick and wavy, hanging halfway down her back, untamed and wild. It frames a vulpine face with high cheekbones, lush mouth smeared with gloss, blue hazel eyes gleaming out of thick black lashes. There's a trace of freckles over her straight nose and faint scar marks across and down her neck. Nisha's ears are slightly pointed and heavily pierced, three rings in each earlobe and two studs in the pointed tips. Today they include tiny feathers, seashells and snakes.
Her clothes are tatterdemalion, things found and thrifted, urban flotsam and jetsam from bygone shores. On top is a once-expensive sheepskin coat that has seen many owners and no love, and on her feet are matching brown old hiking boots, stained and distressed. Between she wears a zebra striped brown-and-cream cotton blouse with crochet sleeves, and high waisted jeans with blown out knees and threadbare butterfly embroideries along the ragged hems. She's usually accompanied by an abused leather satchel covered with drawings in Magic Marker, novelty pins and faded stickers.
Mein:
At first, Nisha just doesn't make sense. Dark-furred wolf ears rise from teal hair-- hair that's strewn with quite a few peacock feathers. The vulpine qualities of her face are only exaggerated, her canines a little more pronounced. Patches of dull scales wrap her wrists and lower arms, speckling long fingers and drawing attention to sharp claws. Talons? Claws? Sharp. The same scales are present on her ankles, rising up her shins. Lastly, a bushy gray tail is banded with black, undeniably raccoon. There's too many disparate parts, but somehow they all fit together.
- Changeling: She definitely is one.
- Courtless: No mantle, no ties, no favour.
- Barista: Best coffee you've ever had.
- Thrift-store Chic: She has a very.. unique sense of style.
- Heloise: Vintage, like a fine wine.
- Haliburton: Seems alright, so far.
- Solomon: A bit twitchy, isn't he?
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