by SweetDisaster » 07/31/2008 4:51 PM
I'll enter! She sounds beautiful. Do you need a backstory as well, or just a personality? *will edit with entry*
Personality: Amor-Leid, called Amor by her friends, is considered by people who don't know her "contradictory." A rebel. A thief. Is she really all of these things? Yes, Amor is. Perhaps it's affected by her past, perhaps it's simply the way she really is. Contradictory and a rebel. Amor likes going against the flow. Because she likes chaos, and because she wants to stand out. She was never meant to be another face in the crowd; her looks and her voice and prowess with her guitar kept her unique. Call her quiet, she'll be loud for an hour just to prove you wrong; if you tell her she's being too loud, she'll be louder still to make you regret those words. And if you say she's loud, she'll speak not a word for the rest of the day. A thief. Amor really shouldn't be a thief, and she knows that stealing it bad. It was just a habit, a rut in the road she slipped into, and can't get back out of now. It's usually harmless; she'll steal a new pick for her guitar, a new string, some money when she's low. Nothing worth too much, although she takes an odd pride in her...talent. She's fanciful and crazy. With nothing on her mind but adventure and music, it's hard to hold this girl down. When she's around guys, it seems that Amor can't help but flirt, and what with her adorable appearance, it makes it hard to resist her charms and attentions. But watch out, as soon as another guy struts in, the first one'll be in the dust and she'll be winking at the new one.
Backstory: Born of two small-town, loving parents, Amor found herself in a state of perpetual boredom as the Lucain grew. Her childhood was uneventful but for her fifth birthday, when her father, who had named her in remembrance of a girl he had once loved, gave her a guitar, claiming that the girl she had been named for had played in a band. Amor had first resented the guitar, for it reminded her that her father might well have gone off with some other woman and left her to suffer, but soon she was strumming at it tentatively.
Her father was pleased with her; her mother was not. She too felt the sting that her mate still thought of a childhood crush, and threatened to discard the guitar. Protesting, Amor finally promised not to play anymore in her mother's presence. So, alone to herself, feeling rebellious and angry that her mother would refuse to let her play, Amor started trying to pick out notes, to sing along. Her voice was a surprisingly good one, a sweet, lilting soprano, and she trained herself to play and sing.
When her guitar string broke for the first time, Amor was startled and dismayed. Now what? Her mother refused to buy a new one, stubbornly, and her father was weak with a mysterious sickness. Desperate, Amor taught herself to steal. The first thing she stole was the guitar string. Then a new guitar pick; then some money; then, once, an amplifier. That didn't last long before being trashed by her mother, though.
Finally, when her father died, Amor had had enough. She left, roaming around. Soon, she ran out of money, and to get enough to support her lifestyle, Amor began to sing on stage...
The crowds loved her.
And then, one day, her guitar was gone.
Stolen.
The one thing she loved. Gone.
Heartbroken, Amor began to plan to buy either a new guitar or to find her old one...her old guitar never was found, though, and finally Amor bought one, even though it felt like she was betraying herself. The last remnant of memory connecting her father, to her, was gone now. So, even though Amor has been, of late, acting just like her real self, she still seeks the old guitar...
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