How bout a newsie nickname? Moinkies, Moinks for short.
What's day story behind dat nickname? It just kinda happened...dere ain't a story.
What do you's look like? Hmmm...5'3", short brown hair, brown eyes, da usual.
How's ya personality? Extremes: either hyper, crazed, and optimistic; or calm, serious, and pessimistic.
What about ya past? Da story a my life? Yeah, I'll tell ya. Here's da long an short of it...The earliest I can remember is when I was five...Yeah, dat's right...anyway, I remember how my parents didn't come back from da factory one day. I think dere mighta been an accident or somethin. Well, no, dat ain't true, I don't remember anything about me parents, I jus' remember someone coming to me apartment and telling me dat me parents were gone...next thing I knew I was in an orphanage with a new name and all. Actually, I don't remember me old name very much. Dat's why they had ta give me a new one. See, they came to take me to the orphanage, but I didn't want to go, an put up a fight. Being five years old, I didn't fight too well, and ended up falling down da stairs an hittin me head. I woke up, an didn't know what happened. At da orphanage, they told me about me parents...musta been a pretty bad fall, 'cuz when dey asked me what me last name was, I couldn't remember. Me first name was Samantha. Last name was erased from me memory. Dey gave me a new one, Connolly, which was also da last name a' da person who ran da orphanage. I ain't Irish, but me name is. Funny. From what I can remember, life at da orphanage was good. Then the owner died. It was real sad. Someone new took over, and then everything changed. We was treated real bad. I don't really wanna talk about it...Anyway, a group of us, me an two others, decided to run away. Although we were young, we were fast, and escaped alright. 'Cept for one thing - I lost me chums. Couldn't find 'em anywhere. Next day I was out, penniless of course, on da streets when I saw someone widda stack a papes. I went up, started ta tawk, and by that night I was safely asleep in a Lodging House. Then, a' course, everyone showed me da ropes an I's been a newsie ever since.
You got a boy? Nope.
How bout a best friend? Racetrack *grins*
Any distinguishing features, habits, or hobbies? Dey tell me I shrug a lot. I's real good at cards, I's somewhat insane, I's also pretty good at playin da piano. Me favorite meal is pancakes and root beer. :) Good for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Well, dat's about it.