MabFaeries Character Card<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p121/Mab_faerie/Elliquiy/048e0ddb-7fe3-4fdb-b7aa-2297a4e1a605_zps94fa77ef.jpg)</div><br/>First Name: Aislin<br/>Middle Name: Noriko<br/>Last Name: McCarthy<br/><br/>Age: 21<br/>Date of Birth: June 21 1990<br/>Blood Type: A<br/>Zodiac Sign: Cancerian<br/><br/>Race: Mix<br/>Heritage: 1/2 Japanese and 1/2 Irish<br/>Background Information: Aislin works as a photojournalist for a local media group in her hometown. She has been taking pictures of just about anything and everything that can grab her attention since she was a little girl. She keeps the very first photograph she ever took locked in a small keepsake box in her bedroom, as a memento.<br/><br/>Aislins Mother was a proud and beautiful Japanese woman, whom her Irish Father had met during a business trip to Japan in the late 1970's. Aislins mother worked at an upscale tea house, both serving fine Japanese cuisine and holding mock-tea ceremonies for visiting tourists who wanted a better idea of what Japanese culture was like. Her young father must have visited that tea house a good dozen times during his stay in Japan, finally wracking up the nerve to hold a conversation with the beautiful japanese woman that had caught his eye.  When it came time for his business associates to return home, Aslins father did not return with them.<br/>Leaving his job overseas behind, Aislins father stayed in Japan for 10 years, marrying the woman he loved and running his own buisness out of Japan. By 1986, he was sucessful and in love, but his heart longed for the land he had left behind. Seeing the longing her husband felt, Aislins mother agreed to move to the states with him. By 1989, they had a home in the rainy state of Seattle, and by 1990, they had a daughter in it.<br/><br/>Aislin lived a relatively normal life growing up, until a few weeks after her 11th birthday, her father died in a job-related accident. Shortly afterwards, her mother, stricken with grief and previously prone to sporadic outburst, finally succumbed to the madness she’d been struggling with and was promptly institutionalized for her own safety as well as that of her young daughter. She has been there ever since.<br/><br/>Aislin, alone, with no next of kin able to take on the young child, went from orphanage to orphanage, with only a small, old polaroid camera as her lone belonging. The camera was a gift from her father, the last thing of material value he had given her, the last piece of him and her normal life she had left. She never really felt at home at any of the orphanages she attended, never seeming to fit in or belong.<br/><br/>Foster families were few and far between for Aislin. Despite her kind and friendly demeanor, people always seemed put off by her somehow. As if something about the girl set them ill at ease. Despite her attempts at it being otherwise, the remainder of her childhood was spent mostly being alone.<br/><br/>To fill her time with feelings other than loneliness or sorrow, the young girl took photographs and made up stories about these photos. She kept scrapbooks of these images, with scribbles of stories written upon napkins, newspaper clippings or post it notes, anything she could find would do. Her escape into the art of photography and writing helped her to pass the time between homes and faces and people who never really cared for her so much as tolerated her.<br/><br/>Now, at age twentyone, Aislin has taken her love for photography and run with it. She writes articles for an up and coming media group in her new hometown, garnishing each story with an eye-catching photo or two of her own taking. She does well for herself, but as of yet has not quite put the loneliness and dissociation of her past behind her.<br/><br/>Hair Color: Red<br/>Hair Style: Long and layered<br/>Eye Color: Grey-Blue<br/>Height: 5’7”<br/>Weight: 113lbs<br/><br/>Strengths: Intelligent, Witty, Sarcastic, Level-headed, Honest, Calm and Positive<br/>Skills: Due to her profession, she knows how to handle most Cameras with ease. She is also excellent at riddles, puzzles and critical thinking.<br/>Weaknesses: Impatient, easily frustrated, uncoordinated and occasionally flat-out lazy.<br/><br/>Likes: Candle-making, reading, writing, video games, architecture and photography<br/>Dislikes: People who give up easily, selfish attitudes, tomatoes and the color orange<br/><br/>Fears: She is terrified of the idea that her loneliness will last forever. She semi-believes that her childhood will represent the remainder of her life, isolated from everyone around her despite her best efforts for it not to be so.<br/>Hopes: She hopes to find at least one person she can be close to, be it a friend, lover or make-shift sibling. She just wants to reclaim the bond that she lost so long ago.<br/>Additional Info: None at the moment.<br/><br/>Sixth Sense: 3<br/>Photography Skill: 5<br/>Physical Fitness: 3<br/>Research Ability: 4<br/>Superstition: 2<br/>Mental/Emotional Stability: 3