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Thread: The Dying Light
Name: Darcy Townsend
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 pounds
Appearance: There is nothing particularly becoming about Darcy, though she isn't homely. She is actually quite pretty, and shapely as well, but the way she dresses and carries herself tends to diminish her natural beauty. Her raven black hair is usually pulled into a messy bun at the base of her skull near her neck, with strands sticking out here and there. The device she uses to tie up her hair is a scarf, covering her head and ears and then twisting with her hair up into a messy bun with flyaway strands sticking out near her face and neck. Her eyes are large and almond shaped, a dark cobalt blue. She has a very thin mouth, though what little shows of her lips is a deep pink, and her smile is pleasant. Her cheekbones are high, and her eyebrows low, sometimes giving her a stern look.
Her attire is simple, as she is very poor. She only owns two dresses, one gray and one brown, both tattered at the end of the sleeves and around the base of the skirt, the brown one having been patched a few times. Her shoes are almost worn through and her stockings have a good number of holes in them, though they're not seen beneath her skirts. She wears a thick, woolen shawl in the winter, the color of moldy bread, her only one. Her face is also usually smudged with ash and dirt from her job as a chimney sweep, her clothes stained from the soot.
Personality: Darcy used to be a very friendly and lively girl. A bit of a tomboy as a child, she and her twin brother, Austin, were known for their playful and sometimes mischievous antics. She would laugh constantly and was always smiling, very trusting and accepting of everyone. But something changed in her over the years and she became slowly more quiet and watchful, at times even jumpy. Her general trust towards others diminished and she is now more suspicious and cautious around people she doesn't know. She rarely talks anymore and her smiles are even less frequent, preferring to keep to herself. Darcy doesn't like it when people talk to her or ask her questions and will often decline to answer, ignoring them entirely. She's also very emotional and has occasional outbursts of anger or fits of depression .
Background: Born in the small settlement of Beacon as the youngest twin by twenty-seven minutes to James and Katherine Townsend, Darcy and her twin brother were the couple's only children. For while their mother was able to deliver Austin without much difficulty, she had great trouble delivering the second child, Darcy. She lived through the delivery but lost so much blood that she became very ill and weak for awhile, catching a fever on top of that from her weakened immune system, and it almost killed her. Though she lived, her heart was forever weakened and even mundane activities tired her greatly.
Her father supported them, loving his family deeply, until Darcy's fifteenth birthday when he was stabbed while trying to break up a fight that had been started in a bar and moved out into the street. He succumbed to infection from the great wound three days later. And the children were left to support themselves and their frail mother. They immediately tried to find work in the town, but there wasn't much to be had and they soon found they couldn't survive on what they had. Their aunt who lived in the Celdon settlement, offered to take in her ailing sister and her children. They moved to Celdon, the two children living in their aunt's attic to stay close to their mother, who lived downstairs. They found work and things went fine for awhile, the two of them trying to save up enough money to be able to support their mother as well.
On Darcy's sixteenth birthday, Austin bought her the strangest pair of earrings that she'd ever laid eyes on. They were spiraled, like a snail's shell, made out of a shiny, polished wood with burn marks. The tip of the spiral would pierce the earlobe and then twist on until the tip reached the front of the ear again, creating a spiraling hoop that got thicker and thicker towards the center. Darcy thought they were hideous and Austin laughed at her, telling her the merchant he'd bought them from swore they'd give her luck in finding a husband. Still, Darcy refused to wear them, though she wasn't angry with her brother at all and found the gag gift humorous.
Not so very much later, Darcy began to hear people say things that they didn't say. Mostly just those of her mother or aunt or her two cousins along with her brother. She thought for awhile that she was going crazy, asking people to repeat themselves when they hadn't said anything at all. But then, through responding out loud to them after she heard it, she found out that what she was really hearing were not voices in her head…but the thoughts of others. Relieved and far from scared, she told her brother about it as soon as possible, and the two of them traced its beginning to when Austin had given her those strange earrings. Taking them out of her chest of drawers in their bedroom, Darcy put them on for the first time and found the ability much more intensified. Excited and intrigued, Darcy began to wear them all the time, and even found she had some measure of control over it depending on how far she twisted the earrings onto her ears and how much she concentrated.
But not long afterwards, her newfound ability began to get her in trouble. She went out with those earrings on and heard things she shouldn't have heard, making mention of it to others on accident, not remembering it was something she'd heard because of the earrings, and not something she'd heard aloud. Gradually, as she made more mistakes, people began to regard her as some sort of freak at best. At worst? A witch or a sorceress. Finally, as the rumors grew, a group of settlers decided that if she was a witch, then she should be burned at the stake. She and, by association, Austin were run out of town with only the clothes on their backs. They moved to the Keyes Settlement, where they figured they would find the most work.
Soon after their move, however, near Darcy's seventeenth birthday, she began to steadily lose her hearing. The doctors told her she would be deaf within two years at this rate. Devastated, Darcy became depressed and shrank from society, devoting her time to her job as a chimney sweep and to learning how to read lips. Too late, her brother figured out that her hearing loss began after she started wearing the earrings, and a year later, she was completely deaf, except…for the voices. People's thoughts were the only sounds that Darcy could hear. Confusing, troubling, contradicting, and constantly changing, the thoughts of others coupled with the loss of her hearing, drove her further and further into reclusion until the only person she really talked to was her brother, Austin.
Name: Darcy Townsend
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 pounds
Appearance: There is nothing particularly becoming about Darcy, though she isn't homely. She is actually quite pretty, and shapely as well, but the way she dresses and carries herself tends to diminish her natural beauty. Her raven black hair is usually pulled into a messy bun at the base of her skull near her neck, with strands sticking out here and there. The device she uses to tie up her hair is a scarf, covering her head and ears and then twisting with her hair up into a messy bun with flyaway strands sticking out near her face and neck. Her eyes are large and almond shaped, a dark cobalt blue. She has a very thin mouth, though what little shows of her lips is a deep pink, and her smile is pleasant. Her cheekbones are high, and her eyebrows low, sometimes giving her a stern look.
Her attire is simple, as she is very poor. She only owns two dresses, one gray and one brown, both tattered at the end of the sleeves and around the base of the skirt, the brown one having been patched a few times. Her shoes are almost worn through and her stockings have a good number of holes in them, though they're not seen beneath her skirts. She wears a thick, woolen shawl in the winter, the color of moldy bread, her only one. Her face is also usually smudged with ash and dirt from her job as a chimney sweep, her clothes stained from the soot.
Personality: Darcy used to be a very friendly and lively girl. A bit of a tomboy as a child, she and her twin brother, Austin, were known for their playful and sometimes mischievous antics. She would laugh constantly and was always smiling, very trusting and accepting of everyone. But something changed in her over the years and she became slowly more quiet and watchful, at times even jumpy. Her general trust towards others diminished and she is now more suspicious and cautious around people she doesn't know. She rarely talks anymore and her smiles are even less frequent, preferring to keep to herself. Darcy doesn't like it when people talk to her or ask her questions and will often decline to answer, ignoring them entirely. She's also very emotional and has occasional outbursts of anger or fits of depression .
Background: Born in the small settlement of Beacon as the youngest twin by twenty-seven minutes to James and Katherine Townsend, Darcy and her twin brother were the couple's only children. For while their mother was able to deliver Austin without much difficulty, she had great trouble delivering the second child, Darcy. She lived through the delivery but lost so much blood that she became very ill and weak for awhile, catching a fever on top of that from her weakened immune system, and it almost killed her. Though she lived, her heart was forever weakened and even mundane activities tired her greatly.
Her father supported them, loving his family deeply, until Darcy's fifteenth birthday when he was stabbed while trying to break up a fight that had been started in a bar and moved out into the street. He succumbed to infection from the great wound three days later. And the children were left to support themselves and their frail mother. They immediately tried to find work in the town, but there wasn't much to be had and they soon found they couldn't survive on what they had. Their aunt who lived in the Celdon settlement, offered to take in her ailing sister and her children. They moved to Celdon, the two children living in their aunt's attic to stay close to their mother, who lived downstairs. They found work and things went fine for awhile, the two of them trying to save up enough money to be able to support their mother as well.
On Darcy's sixteenth birthday, Austin bought her the strangest pair of earrings that she'd ever laid eyes on. They were spiraled, like a snail's shell, made out of a shiny, polished wood with burn marks. The tip of the spiral would pierce the earlobe and then twist on until the tip reached the front of the ear again, creating a spiraling hoop that got thicker and thicker towards the center. Darcy thought they were hideous and Austin laughed at her, telling her the merchant he'd bought them from swore they'd give her luck in finding a husband. Still, Darcy refused to wear them, though she wasn't angry with her brother at all and found the gag gift humorous.
Not so very much later, Darcy began to hear people say things that they didn't say. Mostly just those of her mother or aunt or her two cousins along with her brother. She thought for awhile that she was going crazy, asking people to repeat themselves when they hadn't said anything at all. But then, through responding out loud to them after she heard it, she found out that what she was really hearing were not voices in her head…but the thoughts of others. Relieved and far from scared, she told her brother about it as soon as possible, and the two of them traced its beginning to when Austin had given her those strange earrings. Taking them out of her chest of drawers in their bedroom, Darcy put them on for the first time and found the ability much more intensified. Excited and intrigued, Darcy began to wear them all the time, and even found she had some measure of control over it depending on how far she twisted the earrings onto her ears and how much she concentrated.
But not long afterwards, her newfound ability began to get her in trouble. She went out with those earrings on and heard things she shouldn't have heard, making mention of it to others on accident, not remembering it was something she'd heard because of the earrings, and not something she'd heard aloud. Gradually, as she made more mistakes, people began to regard her as some sort of freak at best. At worst? A witch or a sorceress. Finally, as the rumors grew, a group of settlers decided that if she was a witch, then she should be burned at the stake. She and, by association, Austin were run out of town with only the clothes on their backs. They moved to the Keyes Settlement, where they figured they would find the most work.
Soon after their move, however, near Darcy's seventeenth birthday, she began to steadily lose her hearing. The doctors told her she would be deaf within two years at this rate. Devastated, Darcy became depressed and shrank from society, devoting her time to her job as a chimney sweep and to learning how to read lips. Too late, her brother figured out that her hearing loss began after she started wearing the earrings, and a year later, she was completely deaf, except…for the voices. People's thoughts were the only sounds that Darcy could hear. Confusing, troubling, contradicting, and constantly changing, the thoughts of others coupled with the loss of her hearing, drove her further and further into reclusion until the only person she really talked to was her brother, Austin.
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