StargazerintheTardis

My ghost babies

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Name: Genevieve Brown

Age: 18 when she died in the middle of the Victorian Era

Species: Ghost

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Face claim/looks: She has thick, shiny black curly hair that anyone would want to run their fingers through and lightly pull the curly down and watch it spring black up. Her eyes are this beautiful brown color that is almost chocolate brown but has hints of lighter brown. She has a light brown freckles dusting her nose and cheek. She has light brown skin, since she her mother is Caucasian and her father is African American.

The way they smell: Roses and Vanilla

Personality: She is very mature, motherly to everyone younger than her, being the oldest she has taken it on herself to be that way, since after all she has more guardianship over her siblings than her parents. She is a very formal and diplomatic girl, she is ways showing respect to everyone no matter who they are. She shows a impeccable amount of confidence when she is talking to people, she is hardly every shy, especially when it comes to voicing her opinion. She is not the type of girl who will just sit on the sidelines and do nothing. She is very caring and sweet, she had a heart of gold, though many people don't see it. She is always looking out for others more than herself. She is willing to die for a complete stranger. She is a true selfless type of person. At first she can seem cold and closed off, but due to her past she doesn't trust anyone hardly. Especially since her mother wasn't the nicest woman to let her actually talk to people. She is strict when it comes to her siblings, children in general. She always follows the rules to the T. She is very stubborn at times and hates to admit she was wrong. But she does admit, especially when she realizes she is just be stubborn like her mother, which she hates. She blushes really easily, any compliment no matter who it is her face goes flush since she isn't use to hearing them.

Background: Genevieve lived in a middle class family, her father, John, who had a store, that she often worked at. Her siblings and her had a normal childhood as kids do filled with love, spending time with each other and being a kid. Lottie was her thirteen year old sister, Andrew was their fifteen year old brother and Thomas her ten year old brother. She had a few friends, but they were not really close close. On the other hand her mother, Florence was a very strict and controlling woman. They could never go into town unless they were given permission to. They never really liked their mother, but they respected her. One day, she had just gotten to bed - She hadn't ate anything that night, only because she had come home from the library late. Her siblings had and were sleeping. She couldn't sleep at all, so she went to check on her siblings. That's when she seen something wasn't right. She had her own room, her other siblings shared one. After getting closer, she realized the didn't seem to be moving when the floor creaked as it normally did. That's when she had found out they had been dead for a hour or so. That broke her heart. She rushed out of the room to find her parents. When she passed her own room she ran into her mother. She had a wicked grin on her face. Her mother explained to her why she had murdered her children. Because she blamed them for why. With that her mother murdered her oldest daughter, one swift move of the dagger over her daughters throat she fell to the ground, slowly dying. She just laughed and went back to bed like nothing happened. After her father found out that his children were dead he couldn't handle it and killed himself due to a broken heart. Her mother had lived a very rich life after they had all died, then after many years she had died herself, it was by a car crash.

Job: Works at a local bookstore

Other: She is bilingual since she can speak Spanish, French and Swahili (like her aunt and mother), not counting English.

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Name: Ivan Frankston

Age: 18 when he died but is over 143 years old

Species: Ghost

Gender: Male

Sensuality: Straight

Face claim/looks: He has thick soft brown hair that is a bit messy and dirty to say the least. He has these beautiful green eyes with slightly flecks of blue and brown. He has this boyish face, which his mother would call a baby face. He has pale skin with light brown freckles dusting his nose and cheeks. He is tall, a bit on the scrawny side, but he is fit in a small way and stands at 5'10. (Froy Gutierrez)

The way they smell: Pine trees and musk

Personality: He is so sweet, you will never find such a sweet person as himself. He is very loyal no matter what happens he will stay loyal. He always aims to please everyone, he just wants to make everyone happy. He doesn't think he is worthy to talk or even help him only because he still hasn't learned to just help someone without most the time asking. He is very jumpy at times and can be skittish around loud noises. He is very dedicated to everything he does and never settles for less than perfection. He is very awkward around pretty girls, well, pretty much any girls. He stammers and stumbled over his words and things, pretty much a klutz around girls. But he can be very romantic if he treats every girl with respect. He never talks about his past, he keeps it a secret since he obviously doesn't like talking about it. If you try and pester him about knowing he will snap, only because he is very protective of what had happened to him.

Background: Growing up, his family struggled to survive living in England. Living in the poorest of the poor part of town, didn't offer much of a job for his father to do. Being the oldest, he started to help his father everyday cleaning buildings for the higher class people, which only lasted four years. His father would occasionally abuse him when he didn't do his job up to par. When his sister was just five years old, their mother fell ill. Not having the money to pay for the treatment, they watched her slowly pass away. They tried everything in their means that didn't cost to much money to try and help her. In the end, six months later, she passed away. It was such a sad time, for everyone. His father blamed him for the death of his mother. Saying that if she had a better job they could have paid for the treatment and she would still be living. After hearing it for a very long time, he did blame himself and believe it was his fault. His father hated him, and disowned him as his child. His sister didn't believe it was his fault and loved him so very much. Then, one day, his father to him to pack his bags, which was a few pieces of clothes and a family portrait of him, his mother and sister. An old pocket watch that was a gift from his grandfather to his mother. He isn't very well educated, hence his grammar isn't the best and he doesn't know how to write. He never went to school (his father prevented his children from school), his mother was homeschooling them until her death. His father put his daughter in a school after the death of their mother, but not him, because he was to work and nothing else. A year or so later, he had been walking down the street when in an alley way he saw a guy trying to assault a girl. He intervened and the girl got away, however he didn't, and ended up dying from a stab wound where his appendix was, so he bleed to death internally. However he never talks about it, don't even ask, he will not say anything.

Job: Cafe worker, who mainly works in the back of the cafe.

Other: He can cook extremely well, pretty much anything you want he can cook, he takes careful detail to cooking since hos mother had taught him when he was young. He is a very skilled chef, but never lets anyone know, mainly because he is a very humble person.

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Password one: Uhcherry

Password two: PJO/HoO but with daleks

Password three: RxseSxciety , you are a one of a kind girl. You have so many great friends who are lucky to have you. You're a wonderful girl and yes I may not know personally, I can see how amazing you are.