vita {capitol} {fin}

[ghosty]

Name: vita aba
Age: five
Gender: female
District/Area: capitol

Appearance:

The locks around your face were the prettiest in the whole land, prettier than even the bunny that you called your own. Dark, dark brown hair covered around your face, like the chocolate that Mummy said rotted your teeth. But since then, the hair that was yours, your mummies favourite thing in the world is gone, ruined from the time that no one cared for it. The last time that someone cared for you and your hair isn't even considered important. The last time was when you were at home. And that was a long, long, long time ago. Now the hair is around your waist, a length that Mummy said is dangerous. It would get caught in things Vita. Better safe than sorry, hmm?

The eyes, the ones that are all yours, as Mummy would say, are dark, almost the same as your hair, darker than cloud's in thunder. Although they now always have a red tinge to them; months of crying for your Mummy does that, y'know? But they are massive compared to the tiny face that is your own, giant compared to everything else that populate it. Making the freckles look like grains of sand, your nose like a tiny little hill on your face.

But the world itself, now that's giant to even your eyes, towering over your eye level, barely even 3 feet off the ground. 3 foot 3 inches, that's what the person said when she measured you. And barely heavy enough to stop a balloon flying away. Again the woman who measured you told you 40 pound. 

Personality:

You used to be the most positive girl in the entire world. Nothing could ever bring you down from your pedestal of joy, where the happiness you held came from. Your own personal pedestal of happiness. But that was long since smashed up, gone, gone, just like you have. Gone from the place you loved and loved you back. Taken and never returned.

And you were a smart little girl, as Mommy said, you were going to be next good gamemaker, and that's all you ever wanted to do. That, or be a princess. Or both. And you were going to try hard, and make your Mommy proud, let her know you are clever. And then your Mommy disappeared, and you want to make this new person happy, make them proud of you.

You are a caring person, one that always wants to make someone who's feeling sad, feel happy and proud again. And you want to do it to make your new Mommy happy, although you haven't seen her in a while, and leaves you in a room with all these other children, all older than you are. And you want to make sure they are alright, before they go off again. All you want are the hugs that you love, and make sure you love Mummy more than anything in the world.

History:

You were born to a pair of rich people, ones that have the money to care for you, ones that have enough money to make you feel loved, ones that had enough power in the world to let you do what you want. But Daddy never came home one day, and you cannot remember him, not even a smidge of a face you can remember, and Mummy threw away all the photo's of him, because they made her cry. And Daddy never came home. Mommy said to you "He's got a new home, above where you can see to." But Daddy already had a home, you said. This home. But he found this other home, and you think he must be very happy there, not to come back. 

You saw Mommy a lot less since then, she went to work, and always used to leave you with a carer, who made sure that you didn't do something silly, that you were safe all day. She made your almost perfect life more boring by the day. But when Mommy was at home, you always had a pretty smile on your face, and had the most fun ever. And then, it repeated, almost every week. Until one, when Mommy came home with tears in her eyes, and she spent all day with you, but you never went to the fairground again, or the cinema. And then you had to move into a smaller house, one without the massive telly, or without the view onto the center square. But near the edge of the city, in a cosy, like Mummy said, little house, perfect for Mummy and you. 

And you and Mummy lived like this for ages, until one day, you went to bed, and woke up somewhere completely different, in another bed. And with a different Mummy. She treated you and some other children as nice as she possibly can, and then she was nasty, and you never saw her again. And then you were locked in a massive room. And you wait until either of your Mummy's come here. And you're still waiting.

Codeword: odair
Other: part of into a land of enchantment by Kire!

[ghosty]

j'ai fini?

[[nyte]]

accepted!