> hey < I LOVE VICTORIAN ONI'S DESIGN SO MUCH I HAD TO HAVE HERRR [MAY PUT SOME ART IDK I'VE BEEN PROCRASTINATING TOO LONG SO I JUST WANT TO POST ITTT] > without further ado, her bio and backstory! < Lieselotte (Called Lottie by select people) ➼ Gender: Female ➼ Age: 14 ➼ Sexuality: lost all faith in love ➼ Species: human ig (her horns count as not human???) ➼ Features: heterochromia, pink hair and horns ➼ Order: Vindicta Guild ➼ Personality: extremely distrusting, cold, broken deep inside, has anthropophobia (fear of people) ➼ Goal: find who took her mother and make them pay. > Backstory < (Buckle in for a sad one!) (first part of the story, 7 years old, next part of the story, 13, at the very end, 14) Lieselotte used to be in the care of her mother–she would fight for Lottie because people would think of her as a witch; combined with her unusual hair color and heterochromia, no one trusted her. Her mother would snap back and eventually she was considered ‘the mother of the witch’. So, one sad and gloomy afternoon, the rain was pounding hard, and Lottie was waiting at home, staring out the window, waiting for her mother to come back. She never did. After that, she heard rumors that her mother had perished in an “unfortunate accident” regarding her title as ‘The mother of the witch’. Angry and fury and sadness bubbled up inside of Lottie until she couldn’t leave it alone. The monster grew inside of her, making her do things she never would’ve done if her mother was there. She started pickpocketing to have food. She always wore the eyepatch her mother had gotten her. It wasn’t time to reveal it, not yet. One day, while eating a slightly moldy apple in the back alleys, she heard two men talking through the tavern window. When she looked over, she noticed something peculiar. They both had small spiky horns protruding from their forehead. She decided to listen in. Their voices were slightly muffled, but she could still hear them clearly. “Any more news on the new recruits?” “No” “Vindicta will crumble if we don’t get new people!” “Yes, yes, I know. But not everybody wants to join a group that harms people for vengeance!” “Are you siding with the townspeople now!?” “No, no, I never said that” The rest of the conversation cut off as a new kind of determination bubbled inside of Lottie. She could have revenge for whoever had taken away her dear mother. She got up abruptly, tossed the apple to the side and marched into the tavern, not the least bit self-conscious even with her anthropophobia buzzing in the background. She stomped up to the two men and demanded, “How do I join.” one of the two men, a short person with several deep scars marring his face replied, “Well–” but the other one cut in. He had ice blue eyes filled with cold fury. “Come to headquarters.” After that fateful meeting, Lottie was appointed to the Vindicta group. She locked up her eye patch and decided it was time to fight back, no matter how unfair it was. Once she swore the oath, she was given a long, sharp scythe and two spiky horns poked out of her forehead as a reminder of who she was. After that, she would go around getting vengeance for all she lost. phew, that was sad! (I hope I didn't make you cry ._.) anyway, I REALLY hope I win her!! (if I do, I will write the rest of her story and I promise it will be happier :> > Credits < ➼ Song: bethena waltz by Scott Joplin ➼ Code: me ;-; ➼ Art: me ➼ Character: Pink hair adorable cutie by (SHE IS SO CUTEEEESGJSOIGJ) redhead (Fox) by me :> > Bye! < yo Fox look like ganstah
