Post by freaktard on Jun 1, 2010 23:10:38 GMT -5
Eve(lyn) Schizzivini
ALL AROUND ME ARE FAMILIAR FACE, WORN OUT PLACES, WORN OUT FACES
I'm just going to explain this right here, right now. My character is a schizophrenic with a double personality. One of them goes by Eve (she's the nicer one) and the other one goes by Evelyn. This will help explain why I have parenthesis around 'lyn' in the display name. Sometimes she's Eve, and other times, she's EveLYN. This also helps explain why I have this entire things filled out twice. Sorry if it looks extremely confusing.
Eve
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BRIGHT AND EARLY FOR THEIR DAILY RACES, GOING NOWHERE, GOING NOWHERE!
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WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?
"Eve Schizzivini."
DO YOU HAVE ANY NICKNAMES?
"No"
WHERE IS BIRTH PLACE?
"I was born in Venice, Italy."
THAT MAKES YOUR NATIONALITY...
"Italian."
WHEN IS YOUR BIRTH DATE
"November 28."
HOW OLD DOES THAT MAKE YOU?
"17."
WHAT IS YOUR RELIGION?
"Catholic."
WHAT IS YOUR SEXUALITY?
"Heterosexual."
WHAT CRIME SENT YOU HERE?
"You all have me wrong! I never murdered anyone! I don't recognize that name or even that face! I'm innocent!"
HOW LONG IS YOUR SENTENCE?
"Close to life..."
WHO DO YOU BEST RESEMBLE?
"People tell me I look a lot like Alessandra Ambrosio! I'd say that's pretty good!"
IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
THEIR TEARS ARE FILLING UP THEIR GLASSES, NO EXPRESSION, NO EXPRESSION.
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THEIR TEARS ARE FILLING UP THEIR GLASSES, NO EXPRESSION, NO EXPRESSION.
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WHAT DO YOU ENJOY?
"Well, my passion is painting. I love to paint both realistic portraits and abstract images, but abstract is really where I do well with painting... And I know this seems a bit odd, but I'm fascinated with bloody, gory things. I'm a huge horror/slasher movie fanatic. But don't worry. I don't really take it to a weird extreme like other people do. Let's see... What else.. People tell me that I'm a really good singer, but I don't really believe it. I like sappy romance novels too.. Haha. "
The Classic Horror Novels/Movies
The Arts (Painting and Singing)
Love/Romance (but nothing too sappy)
The Supernatural
Solving Mysteries
Sweet/sour things
Nature
Quiet Settings
Cemetaries
Oranges
Her Brother, Vic
The Color Purple
WHAT DO YOU NOT ENJOY?
"Hmm... Let me think about that one for a minute..."
Being called Evelyn
Hurting Others People's Feelings
Onions
People that have an absolute NEED to make sense
People that whine too much
Being Dependent On Others
People that are too happy
People with too much self pity
The Color Yellow
Tomatoes
WHAT DO YOU FEAR MOST?
] ".... Can we just move on to the next question, please?"
Eve fears her father most, though she isn't sure why. Her father was extremely abusive, but she doesn't remember. This is all explained in the past. Just below that would be the times she sees Evelyn in her reflection instead of herself. To her, there is a difference.
WHAT ARE YOUR GOALS IN LIFE?
"I want to know who the other woman is that I see with me all the time... She's always sleeping..."
WHAT ARE YOUR FLAWS?
"I suck at drawing and sketching, and well... I guess the whole blood and gore thing is pretty weird."
Eve's flaws are pretty obvious. She's a schizophrenic with a double personality that sees and talks to things that aren't there. Plus, she literally has a panic/freakout attack every time someone calls her Evelyn (which happens to be her birth name). The name just gives her a terrible feeling that there's some sort of evil. Plus, if anyone tries to tell her of her 'other', she has the same reaction as when someone calls her Evelyn, and she doesn't remember a thing about it once she wakes up. It's like her body is protecting her from it. The rest is explained in the general disposition.
WHAT ARE YOUR TURN ONS?
"I like a man who likes me for me! I've had a few boyfriends now that have only been with me because they wanted to sleep with me. Sadly, most of my ex's have been this way. And every time I meet a nice guy, he suddenly just breaks all contact with me.. There's nothing wrong with the way I am..."
WHAT ARE YOUR TURN OFFS?
"Those jerks who get with me because they think I'm sexy. It's nice to know that I look good, but I have morals!"
WHAT IS YOUR BEST MEMORY?
"I'd have to say that my best memories were spent with my brother, Vic.. And probably my time with Trevor also."
Eve's best memory would truly be a combination of times spent with her brother. He was always the one to be there for her whenever anything went wrong with her parents, and he was her only friend, considering her parents never let her outside of the house. When she was taken away from her home, she was taken in by foster parents. They had a son (Trevor) that became Eve's best friend and also, later on, her lover.
WHAT IS YOUR WORST MEMORY?
"I don't think I've gone through anything terrible.. Ha."
Eve doesn't have any bad memories, because she doesn't remember anything bad that happens. Evelyn's the one that knows.
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF!
Eve is definitely the sweeter side of the two halves, and she also happens to be out more often than Evelyn is. (She’s a schizophrenic with a multiple personality disorder) Eve is a very mellow girl who likes to feel calm and at peace with things. She prefers quiet places before crazy parties, but every now and then, she’ll break down and go out to do something spontaneous. She’s a lot more low key than her “other”, Evelyn. She doesn’t exactly try to befriend everyone she meets, but she always hopes to at least get along with everyone. She is constantly self conscious about the way she acts and looks; the only exceptions are when she’s alone in her apartment. A lot of her time is spent with her nose in a book. She’s not obsessed with blood and gore like Evelyn, but she does have an intense like for creepy things. Of course, she’s not as open with it though. It’s only noticeable through her choice in books and movies. Plus, she has a big thing for beautiful cemeteries, not just because some people may consider them “creepy”, but also because sometimes, a nice cemetery really can look beautiful at night with all of it’s lights, flowers, artistically beautiful tombstones… And she can also feel a vibe of peace. Eve doesn’t quite think of death as something scary, but as something more peaceful. She can often be found at libraries, coffee shops, and other quiet places either just zoning out or reading a book. Eve is very carefree, and her smile always gleams of a soft sort of happiness. It’s a smile that one could fall in love with. Even her soft green eyes seem to smile every now and then. Of course, the happiness shown in her smile and eyes are all not completely true; they’re probably just taken from the kindness that Eve holds in her heart and mind. She doesn’t quite understand why she feels the way she does, but she always has a sense of sadness and hatred in her heart. (More on this in past) Awkward silences drive Eve crazy, so she’s learned to be quick with bringing up a new topic even if its completely random and won’t last very long. She loves having fun, and she’s a sucker for love and romance, but most of the time when a guy takes interest in her, she’s completely oblivious. Eve isn’t really the type to dream about her own future romances, but if a friend “falls in love” she’d be freaking out in a good way just like any other girl friend would with her friends. Plus, she doesn’t fall for people easily, because she can tend to be a bit picky with guys. Even if she does fall for someone, it either takes a lot of time or just a pretty good push to get her to realize it.
Eve’s paintings tend to portray nature in an abstract sort of way. She loves being able to take something so simple yet beautiful in nature and bend it just a little to show it in her own unique way.
Eve is generally a great person and may stand for almost anything. Of course, there are exceptions. She completely hates being called Evelyn. This may just be because her other is Evelyn, but Eve doesn't know that Evelyn exists. There's just something about the name of her other that frives her crazy. People also have to be careful about letting her see her reflection in almost anything. Mirrors are only exceptions if she's looking long enough. She'll go crazy at a glance of one. Sometimes, if either Eve or Evelyn see their reflection, they believe they're looking at someone completely different. This could be the only way to get Eve and Evelyn to acknowledge each other. Of course, this only happens every now and then, and both of them still remain completely oblivious to the other.
IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
THE DREAMS IN WHICH IM DYING ARE THE BEST I HAVE EVER HAD.
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THE DREAMS IN WHICH IM DYING ARE THE BEST I HAVE EVER HAD.
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WHO IS YOUR MOTHER? HOW OLD IS SHE? WHAT DOES SHE DO?
"I don't know where my birth mother is right now. But my foster mother is very nice... She is fairly young, and she is a nurse."
WHO IS YOUR FATHER? HOW OLD IS HE? WHAT DOES HE DO?
"My foster father is also young, and he's a spine surgeon."
DO YOU HAVE ANY BROTHERS?
"His name was Vic. I haven't seen him since I was asked to leave that house though..."
She did used to have a brother named Vic; however, he died right in front of her. She just doesn't remember it. This is explained in her past.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SISTERS? "No."
ANY OTHER RELATIVES I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT?
"Not that I know of."
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST!
I'll explain this for both Eve and Evelyn at the end of this app..
Evelyn
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BRIGHT AND EARLY FOR THEIR DAILY RACES, GOING NOWHERE, GOING NOWHERE!
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WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?
"Evelyn Schizzivini."
DO YOU HAVE ANY NICKNAMES?
"Nope."
WHERE IS BIRTH PLACE?
"Somewhere in Italy."
THAT MAKES YOUR NATIONALITY...
"Italian."
WHEN IS YOUR BIRTH DATE
"I don't remember."
HOW OLD DOES THAT MAKE YOU?
"Depends. How old do you want me to be?"
WHAT IS YOUR RELIGION?
"Atheist."
WHAT IS YOUR SEXUALITY?
"Anything goes, baby."
WHAT CRIME SENT YOU HERE?
"Murder. They fuckin' had it comin'."
HOW LONG IS YOUR SENTENCE?
"Wasn't listening."
WHO DO YOU BEST RESEMBLE?
"Alessandra Ambrosio."
IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
THEIR TEARS ARE FILLING UP THEIR GLASSES, NO EXPRESSION, NO EXPRESSION.
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THEIR TEARS ARE FILLING UP THEIR GLASSES, NO EXPRESSION, NO EXPRESSION.
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WHAT DO YOU ENJOY?
Blood and Gore
The Arts (Sketching and Singing)
The Thrill of Killing
The Supernatural
The Sounds of Death, Pain, and Destruction (whatever they may be to her)
Having Everything
Stealing
Sex
Money
Attention
The Color Yellow
WHAT DO YOU NOT ENJOY?
Blood and Gore
Being Called Eve
The Color Purple
Having to go the extra mile
When People Think They're Better Than Her (or at least when she thinks they do)
Just People in General
Tomatoes
Onions
Being Dependent On Others
Pretty much all of the character traits that Eve dislikes
WHAT DO YOU FEAR MOST?
"Ha! You expect me to answer that?"
Surprisingly enough, cockroaches.
WHAT ARE YOUR GOALS IN LIFE?
"I want to find a man that'll be able to beat me at my game. He'll be a REAL man."
More info on this "game" in her personality.
WHAT ARE YOUR FLAWS?
"I know that I'm insane. I just embrace it!"
Like Eve, Evelyn's flaws are obvious. She's a schizophrenic with a double personality that doesn't even know she has a double personality. However, unlike Eve, Evelyn knows she's insane. Evelyn's mean, heartless, selfish... Everything Eve isn't.
WHAT ARE YOUR TURN ONS?
"Money, good looks, and a nice amount of length in his pants, if you know what I mean."
WHAT ARE YOUR TURN OFFS?
"Someone too nice. Oh, and chodes."
WHAT IS YOUR BEST MEMORY?
"The murder..."
Which murder? Yes, there was more than just the one she was caught doing. But she's not lying here: She loves the sound of someone's scream, and she loves watching the person's eyes as the life leaves them.
WHAT IS YOUR WORST MEMORY?
"No."
I'm not sure what she means by answering 'no' to this question, but she must have some reason. I know for a fact that she doesn't really have any real bad memories. It's Eve that'll go through something bad, then Evelyn will come out for some fun.
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF!
Evelyn is the result of many combinations of bad feelings, situations, and just overall a bad past. She's the darker side to the two people inhabiting the one body of the younger Schizzivini sibling. Although she and Eve seem like polar opposites, she's similar to Eve in many ways such as her thoughts on certain subjects, but she just portrays them in a way unlike Eve. In their past, Eve remembers quite a bit up until a certain point. After the day that Evelyn was "born" in Eve's head, all of the bad things in Eve's life was all thrown onto Evelyn, Eve being now oblivious to them. Evelyn knows every single bad thing in their life, but only because she was the one there to witness it. Eve would simpily disappear or "fall asleep" if you may. She also, by the way, hates being called Eve. This is and the reflection problem is described in the last paragraph of Eve's personality.
Although Eve's eyes show softness, Evelyn's eyes become harsh and threatening. Her so called "smiles" are more likely to be described as smirks or sneers. Her voice harshens, and even when she's playing her game of being sweet, she still has a sour sort of aura.
She can also be described somewhat as a slut, but in a way, she can't... She likes to "play a game" whenever she gets the usge, which happens to be every night that she takes over. This "game" seems simple enough. She goes out and seduces a man. But the real game starts then. She would do one of two things here. She'd either mess with him and try to get him to forcibly rape her, or she'd just get him to get in bed with her. With the first option, she'd simply just try to get away, but also punish him somehow. This usually involves a lot of pain inflicted on both of them. In the second option, she messes with them, then tries to leave. Most of the time, they would get angry and try to hit then rape her. Like in the first option, she'd still try to get away, leaving both of them hurt somehow. To make this successful, she tries to pick out the drunken men. So far, Evelyn has never been raped. In her words, she remains "undefeated".
Evelyn has an unsatisfiable obssession with blood and gore. There isn't really much more to it! She loves it so much, she'd sacrifice someone else's life without thinking to get close to it. Or at least one of their limbs.
IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
THE DREAMS IN WHICH IM DYING ARE THE BEST I HAVE EVER HAD.
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THE DREAMS IN WHICH IM DYING ARE THE BEST I HAVE EVER HAD.
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WHO IS YOUR MOTHER? HOW OLD IS SHE? WHAT DOES SHE DO?
"She's dead to me."
WHO IS YOUR FATHER? HOW OLD IS HE? WHAT DOES HE DO?
"He really is dead... Now. Haha!"
DO YOU HAVE ANY BROTHERS?
"Nope. Not anymore!"
DO YOU HAVE ANY SISTERS?"Nope."
ANY OTHER RELATIVES I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT?
"No."
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST!
I'll explain this for both Eve and Evelyn at the end of this app..
IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
PAST.
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The Beginning:
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Eve was born in Venace, Italy to a very wealthy family, but they moved to New York City, New York in the United States when she was at a very young age. Her mother, Maria Schizzivini, and her father, Nicholas Schizzivini didn't spend much time at home, so her older brother, Massimo, whom most people called Vic, watched her. He wasn't too much older than she was; there was only about a four year difference. Now, Eve's childhood didn't go as smoothly as many children's lives do. Nicholas and Maria were quite the pair; both had problems, both had anger inssues, both were extremely bipolar, and both were very abusive to their children. Of course, Vic was abused more in the mental sense than physically. Poor Eve had a large amount of physical abuse as well as mental abuse. Vic was pretty much her only friend, considering Nicholas never wanted Eve outside, thinking she'd just become a tramp, and Maria wanted her homeschooled, thinking the teachers had no sense of knowledge and would just poison her mind. Her brother was the only one there for her in her times of need, and he would always try his hardest to protect her if their parents happened to be in a bad mood. Of course, this left Vic with almost no one except his sister, and he tried to never show fear around her. He had very low self confidence because of the terrible things Maria or Nicholas would say, so his only way to cope was to make himself seem like a conceited little boy. He would always brag to Eve about things and talk about how great he was, but Eve knew the truth. Mostly because she was the one who made him say those things when he needed a boost of confidence. Many weeks went by in her life that just seemed like routine until Evelyn was "born". I felt that Evelyn's birth seemed more fitting as a roleplay than anything, so enjoy-
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Evelyn's Birth:
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Inside of a frigid, tenebrous closet, a young girl of nine years with long brown hair forbade her vision with tightly shut eyelids as she rocked herself back and forth. Her ears picked up nothing but the sound of her own breathing and the voice and footsteps belonging to her father as he walked around the room, calling her name.
"Evelyn! Acceso fuori! È appena me! Ancora amate il vostro daddy anziano, fate voi non?" 'Evelyn! Come on out! It's just me! You still love your old daddy, don't you?' she could hear her father say in a deceiving voice. Although the tone of his words sounded friendly, Eve knew all he wanted was to find her and hurt her just as he had many times before. Vic, the girl's older brother sat beside her holding her tightly. He was her only shield from harm, her only blanket to hide away in. She felt an icy, minuscule tear trickle down her cheek as she tried her hardest to remain quiet. The creak of an opening door echoed throughout her room.
"Evelyn? Eve? Sweetie?" she heard her father whisper. With every word he said, his voice became harsher. Then, unexpectedly to the little girl's horror, tears poured out from her eyes and a squeal slipped out from her mouth. Vic stared at his sister in fear and held her tighter as if she was the most precious gem about to fall from a cliff. She began rocking back and forth even more rapidly, in hopes that her father hadn't heard her. Eve heard the door screech again, which she replied to with a soft relieved sigh, and she began to think that he had finally left the room. But she had felt too safe, too soon. The wooden door to the closet gave out a loud snap as the fist of Nicholas plunged in with a regular kitchen knife. Eve let out a deafening scream and her sobs echoed throughout the otherwise noiseless house.
"Eve, arresta vostro gridare. Sapere ritengo a tale proposito," 'Eve, stop your crying. You know how I feel about that,' her father spoke as he slid the door open quietly and smirked in a way that Eve would never be able to burn from her memory. Eve's embrace on herself tightened, and Vic stood up and attempted to push his father. Nicholas plunged his knife into Vic's stomach, and the boy screamed out in agony before he fell to the ground. Eve fell silent and stared at her brother's bleeding body on the floor in front of her. Ther was a long minute of silence before Nicholas seized his daughter by her long silky hair and hoisted her up from the ground. This is when the slightly scratched slate of glass in her mind cracked, just a little, and she screamed and screamed, every now and then yelling out the name of her brother.
"Arresti vostro gridare, tesoro," 'Stop your crying, darling,' he said in a fairly sweet way as he twisted her face in the direction of the dyting boy. "Osservi che cosa lo avete incitato a fare al vostro fratello!" 'Look what you made me do to your brother!' As he laid her down on her bed, he grinned sweetly, and for a moment, Eve thought everything would be better... But it wasn't. Nicholas' soft grin became an antagonistic smirk. Eve knew exactly what he was about to do, and she prayed to God this would be the last time...
It seemed as if hours had passed, and Eve now lay petrified on her bed curled up in a ball on top of a few disheveled blankets. Her father was nowhere within her sight, but her brother's body still lay motionless on the floor. The tears stung as they trickled down like clear, salty pearls into a few cuts on her cheek. She opened her eyes imperceptibly and watched as her father walked right passed her room. Everything around her seemed exactly just as it had been a few hours ago; her clean laundry was stacked in an orderly pile on top of a wooden chair next her laundry, and stuffed animals were scattered everywhere. The broad, bulky window, her only source of light, was covered by a black, dingy blanket, and there sat one propped up mirror on her nightstand to the right of her bed. A loud creaking noise from the front door screeched and bounced back and forth in her head menacingly. 'No...' she thought to herself –
Her mother was home.
Haltingly, but making an obvious attempt to remain unnoticed, she stood up, trembling, bent down to where her clothes were, and dressed herself. She tried to wipe away her tears as she limped out of her room to greet her mother.
"Eve, bambino, perché siete spurgo?" 'Eve, baby, why are you bleeding?'her mother said, wiping some of the blood from her daughter's face. Eve’s eyes dropped down towards the ground, conscious of the fact that she was unwilling to explain what had happened with her father. Marie shook her head. Before Eve could think to react, she felt the sharp pain of her mother’s palm against her left cheek.
"Non osservate a partire da me quando comunico con voi! Capite?!" 'You do NOT look away from me when I talk to you! Do you understand?!' Eve flinched from her mother’s sudden rage, and she nodded, looked up at her mother with genuine despair.
"Y-yes m-m-mother," she stuttered lamentably.
"Parlerete italiano ogni volta che parlate me!!" 'You will speak ITALIAN whenever you speak to me!' her mother snapped. Eve wiped away her tears again.
"Sì, madre!" Yes, mother!' she retaliated in full forte. Her mother's face darkened with a pure sense of malice.
"Che cosa sono io che vado fare con voi, Eve?" 'What am I going to do with you, Eve?' she said in a deep, quiet tone. Her mother, Maria, seized her daughter's arm and dragged her into a narrow kitchen with ample force.
"Sono che vado dovere disciplinarlo ancora per alzare la vostra voce?" 'Am I going to have to discipline you again for raising your voice?!' Maria roared, the volume of her voice increasing with every word. Eve shook her head non-stop and sobbed, reiteratively repeating the word “no” as her mother dragged her away to her room. Then, suddenly, the scream of Nicholas was heard all around the house, followed by a sort of choking noise. Eve and Maria both turned towards the master bedroom door and goosebumps rose on Eve's body. The door creaked open and Vic limped in holding the head of his father. Eve stared wide eyed, her entire mind went blank, and for the first time ever, Evelyn saw through those once soft green eyes. She saw the blood dripping from her father's head. She saw her brother, Vic, take the knife and swipe it across her mother's neck. She saw her mother's head roll off of her shoulders. And to finish it off, she heard the sharp metalic sound of the knife dropping against the floor. All the blood... All the death... All of the sounds... Evelyn fell in love with it. She had been behind Eve's eyes her whole life and she'd witnessed every little thing that Eve did. Now, the two people that had harmed Eve, the same two people that she longed to come out for and kill were dead. And she loved it... Vic, whose eyes were now those of a murderer, looked down at the two bloody decapitated heads of his parents and felt no shame. In fact, he had felt nothing at all, not even the deadly wound in his stomach. But once he looked up into Eve's eyes, he froze in fear, for he knew they were not the soft, pained eyes of Eve. They belonged to someone else...
Evelyn.
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Afterwards
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After the whole incident, Vic collapsed and died right in front of Evelyn. The whole thing just made Evelyn twitch a little and she smirked, but Eve eventually came out after a few hours to find her dead family. She was taken to a mental institute for a few months, but was found to be well. Evelyn made no more real appearances during her stay there. She was then taken to a foster home in Virginia and adopted by Leanne and Alexander Holmes. They had a son of Eve's age that was named Trevor. She spent many years there and eventually the two teenagers fell in love. Evelyn had come out a few times during her stay, and Trevor and his parents eventually brought her to a therapist and caught on to her problems. However, they all still loved her and refused to do anything big about it. Trevor seemed to know her condition the most; he knew about not calling her Evelyn (unless she was Evelyn), he knew about the reflections, etc. He also knew how to talk to Evelyn, which most people couldn't do. He was always careful about mentioning the other personality to each, which he realized to do the hard way. Their relationship lasted a little while, but Trevor's depression got the most of him and he killed himself. At his school, he had been getting himself into the wrong things with the wrong people, and many other factors. Eve was devasted, and as a result, Evelyn appeared for the longest amount of time she ever had. Leanne and Alex couldn't handle her and decided that they should maybe send her off to an academy to get a sense of something new and meet new people. At this academy, a series of murders occurred, all of them done by Evelyn. Eve is now back, and she knows nothing about the death of the one she loves, the abuse as a child, the death of her parents, or the death of her brother. Evelyn is the one who knows, yet Eve still feels a great amount of sadness in her heart from the past even though she doesn't know why. Of course, she does have the strong feeling that she'll never see any of her loved ones again.
IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
HIDE MY HEAD I WANT TO DROWN MY SORROWS, NO TOMMOROW, NO TOMORROW
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THE ROLEPLAYER!
NAME/ALIASHIDE MY HEAD I WANT TO DROWN MY SORROWS, NO TOMMOROW, NO TOMORROW
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THE ROLEPLAYER!
Freaktard. But just call me Freaky.
AGE
15
GENDER
Female
EXPERIENCE
About two or three years
CONTACT INFO
PM
TIME ZONE
Eastern
RULE PHRASE
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IT'S A VERY, VERY, MAD WORLD!
CHILDREN WAITING FOR THE DAY THEY FEEL GOOD, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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okay, here is how it goes. this application letter is made by eunicegoesRAWR! @CHILDREN WAITING FOR THE DAY THEY FEEL GOOD, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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caustion.2! lyrics are by gary jules and tears for fear. please so do not steal or claim it as yours.
i have a short temper and if i see it and see no credit or anything like that, i will have to hurt you, biatch!
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