(http://i1027.photobucket.com/albums/y331/ReverseAdonis/0ca67bb920f1e086d084f5c483773291fa12f1cf.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Misty Reid<br/><strong>Age:</strong>18<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Intelligence/Occultist<br/><br/><strong>First experience with the supernatural?:</strong>At her 11th birthday, her grandmother wished her a happy birthday. As did her great grandmother. And great great great grandfather. And the Irish king she's apparently related to. Since then, she's been seeing ghosts nonstop.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Misty is still a bit of a child deep down, with a submissive yet inquisitive nature. While she defers to authority figures, she can't stop herself from getting a bit uppity or mouthing off a little if the situation goes against her. A little. Usually behind someone's back rather than to their face. She's a bit too much of a coward to call someone out to their face. She's basically a good person, just a bit jaded from years of seeing ghosts.<br/><br/><strong>Likes:</strong>The quiet, luxury items, bold flavored foods, 'Me Time' (bathing/personal upkeep/etc), rain.<br/><br/><strong>Dislikes:</strong>NOISE, being confined (in a certain way), bland foods, being told to do things that go against her beliefs.<br/><br/><strong>Kinks:</strong>Voyeurism, Solo Play, mild bondage, clothes/uniforms/costumes.<br/><br/><strong>Limits:</strong>Scatology, extreme bondage/mind fiddling, gore<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong>A full-blooded Irish lass living in America. Her life was pretty average early on. Regular parents with regular jobs doing regular things at regular schools. At least until her 11th birthday, when she suddently started seeing ghosts. At that point her life zoomed off in an entirely different direction. She KNEW she could see ghosts, and tried to tell people just who she was talking to, but nobody would believe her. She was shuffled off to several different psychiatrists and therapists, which only made her more uppity and angry.<br/><br/>Just because she couldn't prove she saw them, didn't mean they weren't real! After acting out more and more, the state forced her parents to send her away to a juvenile detention center . . and then eventually an asylum for deranged youths. That's where she stayed, trying to deal with being the only sane person (arguably) in a building full of crazies, at least until Orpheus showed up.<br/><br/><strong>Character Sheet:</strong>http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/13806 (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/13806)