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Elizabeth Nickelsen

Roleplay: "Xavi's character dump"

Player: Xavirne

Public,   Enabled,   Approved,   Owned


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Hello, please ignore the light blush on my cheeks. I'm not used to talking to people, let alone living ones that fall outside my humble settlement. Ever since I can remember, I've been locked within these walls. I've been cutoff from the world. Alone, but not alone. It's hard to really explain it but this isn't living. It's just a temporary host for my soul. Perhaps, someday my body will perish and my soul will be lifted away to a better place. A happier place. A place free of wars, betrayal, and wastelands.​

Heh, that's quite the thought right there. A place with green trees, flowering bushes, and flowers of the most vivid colors. What does grass green even look like? What about ocean blue? Why, I would love to see sky blue. Sadly, where I'm from and where I live... it'll never happen. I'm from a settlement. I'm from an era that comes off the heels of destruction. The sky above me? It's never blue. It's always gray and dreary. The grass? It's all died and shriveled up. Sure, I farm things but what I grow isn't true. It's not natural. It's laced with toxicity and it's free of lush colors or plumpness. It's merely there. And I merely eat it. Life is so dull when all you see if gray, off-white, and brown.

All that talk aside, I am pleased to meet you, wastelander. My name is Elizabeth Nickelsen. I'm a twenty-four year old woman from the Murky Creek Settlement. Ever since I was little, I was raised with fear in my eyes and the kiss of death toying at my lips. I never let it get to me though. I embrace death and I await my fateful journey to God. Still, I won't die an untimely, self-inflicted death. No, I've a purpose on this earth. I'm a farmer and a gatherer. I work the crops and collect berries when the men allow us to seek out the wasteland's treats. I even (please don't tell anyone) hunt from time to time. I grew bored with just herbs, berries, and plants. I needed something more so I would sneak off with another. His name's Bryan Briggs. He's a handsome fellow who I've known for the past ten years. Since we were fourteen, we've been hunting, trapping, and tracking animals.

I would love to say that I married that boy. That we settled down and had kids. But I can't. At least I can't say that yet. Bryan went out four years ago. He's yet to return. I hope he does but even I'm beginning to lose hope....

Regardless, you just need to pick yourself up and keep trekking on. There's no point in crying. There's no point in missing someone. I'm here to survive and guide this immortal soul of mine onto its next life. I'll give it one hell of a trip and I'll give it an education unlike any other. When my body finally dries up, I will die knowing that I did all I could. I refuse to live my life any other way.

So there you have it. Little, ol' me.


GENERAL INFORMATION
Elizabeth Yelena Nickelsen
Twenty-four year old female
Five foot, six inches and 130 pounds
Rusty-raven with a pixie cut
Lively green orbs and thick, black eyelashes
Pasty white skin with hints of freckles on the nose​


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