Marie Lunette Laroche
Age: 13
Birthday: December 31, 1875
Hair color: Silver-white
Eye color: Blue
Height: 4'11
Likes: animals, tea, hot chocolate, ballet, singing, drawing, being quiet, being loud, surprising people with her actions, reading.
Favorite colors: Blue and black. But she'll wear any dark colors. Least Favorite: Pink and Yellow
Dislikes: Loud noises, screaming, hurting people, thunderstorms, being scared/ scarred, being alone.
Weird facts/ Personality: -She can easily fall asleep while riding in a carriage
-She'll freak out if it starts to thunder
-She likes to keep others wondering
-Isn't too open to new people
-She will change moods often
-She will panic in tiny situations, but when it comes to serious events, she acts professional and mature.
Biography:
She was the daughter of rich and famous parents. She blindly loved them, as to which they paid no attention to her unless she made a mistake. For every mistake Marie made, she was beat. She was told she had to achieve perfection if she was to be slightly noted. On another note, her mother owned a prosperous dance academy, and her father was into politics, whilst making very wise stock choices. As a child, Marie went to her mother's ballet classes, watching and learning from the way the other dancers worked.
Once she had mastered the technique at the age of 10, she bought her very own pointe shoes. She started taking singing lessons after that, and was noted as a prodigy by her teacher, same with her art tutor. But no matter how many things she perfected, she would never know her parents love. But that was the one thing she could never notice, as the naïve girl she was.
But Marie did have one person who looked at her with great pride, her grandmother. The old woman was old, and gravely ill. Before she passed, she gave Marie a garnet ring, as a symbol to how much she loved her. After that, she was alone, with her abusive parents.
But because her parents were well known and loved by the public, they were also envied and hated by the scam- artists and murderous people out there. One day, she was working on her studies, her mother watching strictly over her shoulder. Marie made a slight mistake, causing her mother to start beating her ferociously. But while her mother did so, a dark hooded figure snuck up behind her, stabbing her mother. Marie kept silent, and ran away, unnoticed.
She ran, and ran, away from the horror she had just seen. Upon running, she stumbled into a forest, the branches leaving cuts small and large. In the forest it was dark, and Marie couldn't see where she was going. Tripping on a rock, she tumbled and rolled down a hill, nearly gaining a concussion. But her blood was pouring out from her fast, and the need of medical attention was dire.