Chatterbox: Inkwell

Mega Charrie Sheet RP:

This is a roleplay where we are our charries from the mega charrie sheet contest! There isn't really a plot--not yet. But we'll make up the story as we go!

It will take place in a fantasy world, just to clear that up. It starts out as us just living as our charrie sheet says we do, and we can meet up (if you so please), discover schemes, make friends and enemies, etc. Please do repost your charrie sheet here so we can refer to them without having to go to the old contest thread. 

Join quickly if you are joining, as the maximum charrie limit is eleven! You don't have to have been in the contest to join this! Use the guidelines from my charrie sheet to make your new charrie! (I have no idea where the original contest thread went.)

Feel free to modify your already-made charrie sheet if you want to! Just don't change it too terribly much...Here's my charrie:

Name: Hazel Harrier

Age: 15

Gender: Girl

Hair Color: Whitish-Blonde and it goes past her shoulders

Right Eye Color: Her eyes are brown, although when they turn electric blue you'd better look out, because that means she's lost her mind temporarily 

Left Eye Color: Brown or electric blue

Skin Color: Pale white

Scars: None

Weight: Very, very bony and skinny and lightweight

Shirt: A torn, loose, old bluish shirt

Pants: Bleached jeans

Shoes: None

Jacket: Never wears one, no matter how cold it is outside

Other Clothing: She wears a black headband that her mother gave her with her birthstone in the center of it

Other Attributes to Appearance: She has a grayish black right foot, due to an incident in her past six years ago. The blackness spirals up her leg, almost reaching her knee. It grows more and more; it grew slowly when she was young, and it grows at least a centimeter a week now that she's older.

Wings: None

Positive Personality Traits: She is quiet, never rude, ever, hates to be in the way, timid and afraid all the time. She likes to sing hymns, and climb trees. Her favorite food is spaghetti with no sauce or meatballs. So basically, noodles. She tries to be helpful and of some use.

Negative Personality Traits: Has spells of insanity, she's quiet all the time, which is annoying sometimes, reclusive, and she hardly ever gets angry, but when she does she kicks something that's black. She has no idea why. 

Other Personality Traits: Her attacks happens due to a blackness overtaking her body, occuring more frequently (about once or twice every other day) and for longer periods of time as the darkness climbs closer to her heart.

Power Type: When she was young, her parents discovered her power to heal. However, they grew greedy with it, and when they discovered that her power was weak as could be, they began looking for a way to maximize it. She ran away when she was four, since she did not know what was going on, and hated the extra attention. This changed her life forever. When she looses her mind, (which is part of her curse), she can shoot lightning. Her eyes change to electric blue.

Power Details and Limits: Lightning striking leaves her physically weak, but she cannot control herself when her eyes are blue; therefore, her curse could potentially kill her

Aura Color: When she is sane and healing somebody, her aura is faintly green. When her eyes are blue, her aura is as bright and vivid as her irises.

Aura Scent: When she is healing, you can smell mint in the air. When she's in her cursed mode, her aura smells like fresh burnt asphalt.

Other: She hates to be around people for fear of her curse breaking loose on them. This is her backstory:

When Hazel ran away into the woods at age four, she entered undetected into a grove fused with magical powers: The place where an evil creature had died and seeped into the ground. When her parents found her, she had collapsed next to a puddle of tar; where her foot was dangling in, dissolving. When her father pulled her out, he soon saw that her foot had not been dissolving, but soaking up the blackness.

All seemed well with her black tattooed foot until one day five-year-old Hazel woke up to feel a terrible pain in her ankle. To her mother and father's surprise, the blackness had spread up and into her ankle, and that was when the attacks started. Her eyes would flash blue for a moment, and Hazel would not look like herself.

Hazel is cursed by the tar, and as the darkness spreads still closer to her heart she knows for a fact that when it reaches her chest she will be fully transformed into something...not herself. She has no idea when or her eyes will suddenly turn blue, but at the age 15, her spells last a minute so.

She tries to enjoy herself while she can, but the years have harrowed worry into her and she spends her time in a tree house by herself. That way, she can harm no one and over all live life normally. 

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I beg of you to join this! I haven't been in a roleplay in forever...I hope this one lives!