Creepypasta OC's

#3. Bloody Jackle

{Name}: Jackie Ferron
{Nickname}: Bloody Jackle
{Age}: 15
{Birth}: January 15, 2001
{Star sign}: Capricorn
{Favorite Color}: Red
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Appearance <<Anime>>

{Hair}: Straight-brown hair.

{Eyes}: Orange

{Height}: 6'7

{Weight}: 109 lbs.

{Build}: Healthy and strong flexible build. Paper white skin as if all blood was drained from body.

{Scent}: Blood

{Clothing}: Black and red corset top and a red hoop skirt with black lace around it. She wears black knee high socks and black below the knee boots.

{Species}: Proxy
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{Personality}:
Jackie loves to get things done, no matter the task. Once she's given something to do she gets it done even if it means to kill. She broke in her teenage years and takes her violence out on the ones that made her feel deprived; incapable of showing emotion towards humans. She's defiant, fierce, and you definitely do not want to mess with her pride. When she loves something it's rare, she'll do anything to keep someone she loves happy and never lies; she couldn't. However, once betrayed there's no more chances.

{Insanity Level}: <<1-5>>
Four

{Weapon of Choice}: Two-way chefs knife.

{Way of Killing}: If you have something to do with her past, she'll strip you down of your clothing and hang you upside down. After you wake up, she will slowly start cutting down your back until you bleed out.

If you don't have nothing to do with her past, she slits your throat quickly.
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{Likes}:
*being alone
*loud music
*plays
*corset dresses
*red and black clothing
*hugs
*teddy bear(like Sally)

{Dislikes}:
*humiliation
*people that talk back
*bragging
*people that lie
*laughing
*gossiping
*liars
*people that mess with her pride.

{Powers}:
*teleportation
*accuracy
*possession

{Strengths}:
*close combat
*using knives

{Weakness}:
*the truth
*love
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{Friends}:
*Laughing Jill
*Sally
*Slenderman
*Eyeless Jack
*Laughing Jack

{Family}:
Father-Jason Ferron
Mother-Kailey Marion
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{Relationship Status}: Single
{Sexuality}: Bisexual
{Crush}: Laughing Jill
{Bf or Gf}: None
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{Backstory}:

The bright sun shines through my brown curtains, I growl and decided to just force myself up.

I swing my feet off the left side of the bed and look at the alarm clock. '7:10' I thought stretching my arms above my head. I breathed out and walked like a zombie to the bathroom.

After taking care of my hygiene, I walked out with a towel around my body to the closet and grabbed whatever, a pair of black skinny jeans and a dark blue long sleeve shirt. I slipped my black boots, grabbed my black sweater and slowly descended down the stairs, there almost like the stairs to hell.