<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">d A n s 3_ m a c a b r e</span></strong></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><br/><strong>username:</strong> PartOfTheNight<br/><strong>character name:</strong> Evangeline Todd<br/><strong>age:</strong> 115(soon to celebrate her 116th birthday)(died at 19)<br/><strong>gender:</strong> very female<br/><strong>appearance:</strong> pale, softly freckled skinned; curly, dirty-blond, bobbed hair; large, pale green eyes; 5'4''; 110lbs; if seen naked, a large scar runs from inbetween her (small but ample) breasts to her inner right thigh<br/><strong>personality traits:</strong> Due to her past, she's somewhat reserved. When alive, she'd try to be a social butterfly but it always backfired. So she took up the wonderful art of introvertism. She once had a pet cat but left the dear after she'd died. In death she's even less trusting. She's constantly wary of her surroundings and the people near her. <br/>If she ever lets you into her secret circle, it's a big leap. She will warm up to you once you're in it. She'll show you her rather dark colors. You'll learn that she despises the sun and she loves dead roses more than anything. Her favorite color is white, only because black the the absence of color. Then you realize that when she talks about Orange, she's referring to the cat she once owned.<br/>When it comes to the other two families, she tends to stay silent. She believes that hate is a strong word and when it comes to them, she's tight-lipped. She'll admit to only extreme dislike of the others. As to the others of Salem, she can be fairly distant and doesn't know much about them.<br/><strong>history:</strong> She wasn't much in her childhood. She obeyed her elders and rarely played with the children her own age. She grew up to be a rather simple young lady. Always, she did what she was told and never questioned anyone. Upon reaching 16 she attempted to be seen. She went to parties and socialized to the best of her ability, but no one seemed to take an interest.<br/>The poor young lady grew up to be a lonely young adult. Her mother let her stay in the house but wasn't pleased at all. She had adopted a beautiful stray tabby and named it Orange. Typically she stayed with Orange in her studies. She wrote and sobbed most days. Until one trip to the market ended her life. <br/>A petty thief with a knife robbed her of money and life. He sliced her up from her thigh to the middle of her chest, grabbed her money purse, then left her gasping and bleeding to death. For a time she stayed with Orange, until her cat died. Then over the years more of her family died and "came back". Then they moved to Salem.<br/><strong>additional relevant info:</strong> She's never known love.<br/><br/></span>