So what's your name? *just glares at you and says nothing*
You got a nickname? *frowns* Yeah..It's Monday...Monday Crivelli
Okay, so how'd you get that nickname? *unhappy look* Spot Conlon has too much free time to discover my swimming habits and artistic endevors.
Do you know your age or birthdate? I'm...16 born July 26th 1884.
And for those of use who don't see to good could you tell us what you look like? I's got blonde brown hair, gray blue eyes, and am about five feet seven inches tall. I's got a good build, muscles from swiming, tumbling and fightin' so don't mess with me.
What about your personality? I dunt like people, can't stand crowds and don't know how I ended up here. I often go swimming, or sit in a corner and read, write but mostly draw. I may be harsh, but that comes with the life. I don't trust, I don't talk, and I don't get found. *she can be nice and very philisophical at times, and even on occations will smile. She doesn't liek to fight, but don't pick one with her, greater odds are she's win in one aspect or another.*
*peers at you* You carry any weapons? *shortly* Yeah...I do, quite a few knives in my collection, some firecrackers, a box of matches and a slingshot.
You got a past? None I'm telling you about!
Family? friends? Enemies? Yeah..I got a little cousin here callin' himself Box top, a puppy for a friend named Spot and a whole lot of enemies.
Anybody you romaticaly involved with? *acctually blushes and fails to meet your eyes for the first time during your interview* well....umm....Kinda Half Wash....*looks kinda embarised*
Anything intelligent to add? Dunt mess with me, I've seen far to much for my own good and I know how to take care of things.
