Name: Sevy 09
Gender: Female.
Age: 17
Race: Artificial human
Personality: Sevy is rather protective over the people she hold dear, and she'll stop at nothing to ensure their safety. When she's not fierce with responsibility, she's rather passive and occasionally annoyed. Most of the time she's wearing a straight face, and smiles surface rarely,
Profile (Looks): Long black locks stretch and sway at her hips, and she reaches around 5'2". She sees through eyes with a deep blue iris that pulls apart the human body composition and inspects it's DNA. Usually, she's wearing a black button up sweater, with a white collared shirt and a blue tie underneath. As for leggings, she'll wear dark blue skinny jeans and black flats.
Her skin tone is pale in contrast to her raven hair, and she sports no freckles or glasses, there's not a mark on her artificial skin.
Likes: Sevy likes long, quiet walks where she can remember that she can think like humans do. She'll daydream a lot about the mortal lifestyle. Cloud gazing is a decent pass time too.
Dislikes: She doesn't like what she can't understand. Curiosity takes over quite easily.
Sexuality: Love and the making of it is foreign. She has no reason to believe "Doing the do" with a specific gender is wrong or right. With a bit of coaching, she could lean either way.
Fears: Her biggest fear would have to be uselessness. If she's useless, she'll be shut down and taken apart for scraps.
Love Interest: Currently in relations with no one.
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You feel a pair of eyes staring you down, and when you turn to look, violet eyes blink back at you from just a few feet away. It's late out, and you really should be getting back home, and this girl is kind of creeping you out right now.
"Um, hello" You greet her, and she tilts her head to the side and gives you a look as if you'd just stated you were an alpaca who feasted on the souls of young boys.
"....Hello." She finally says, and you smile politely because you're just that nice.
