fay eleonora lockhart !

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"Imagination is the one weapon in the war against reality." - Jules de Gaultier

NAME: Fay Eleonora Lockhart
NICKNAMES: Her overly-protective but sweet mother calls her Fay-fay.
AGE: 15
BIRTHDAY: December 12th, 1995
ORIENTATION: Perfectly heterosexual
NATIONALITY: English
OCCUPATION: Student and a part-timer at The Rabbit Hole.
PLAYED BY: Clara von Brockhusen
DISNEY: Faline from Bambi
USER GROUP: Heroine (right?)

PERSONALITY !

DREAMY! Fay's typical look is one of blankness or spaced-out-ness. She often lapses into thought comas, going off into a world of her own. Her mother sometimes even worries at how often she's 'away with the fairies' because her short attention span means she can end up spacing out in the middle of doing things. Because of her perpetual dreaminess, some people mistake Fay for being a bit slow when she's really just reflecting on and pondering about all the information in her own mind's eye- a world nobody can enter but herself. Her constant inattentivity also causes her to sometimes look as though she's listening to you then ask you what you were talking about ten seconds later. She's also rather clumsy and scatterbrained due to her tendency to lose grasp of reality and go into one of her little daydreams.

COMPASSIONATE! Fay's also one of those people who believes that there's good in everyone, even the worst of villains. This makes her rather gullible to an extent, but she's mostly inclined to help anyone once she sees them in need. Despite her usually shy, insecure demeanour, Fay will somehow gain some sort of invisible courage that pushes her to help whoever she thinks needs it. Due to her trusting nature of people, she's easy to trick if you play on her compassion. However, Fay believes that if only everyone were willing to help each other, the world would be a much better place- and she doesn't agree that she's being too idealistic or anything.

INTELLIGENT! Fay's mind, what she hides from the world most of the time, is in fact an amazingly intricate thing. Sometimes she'll say things that'll surprise you given her usual lack of speech, such as pointing out details nobody would have noticed or coming up with ideas so fantastical that people wonder where she got them from. If something catches Fay's interest and manages to get past the barrier of her extremely short attention span, she'll think of a million ideas to go with it. Though she looks rather silly and dense being spaced out a lot of the time, she's actually quite a contemplative person- especially when it comes to her favourite things like art and nature and human behaviour.

INTROVERTED! Don't get it wrong- Fay loves people. She really does, except that she would rather watch them than interact with them. Due to her lack of self-esteem, she's usually too insecure or too shy to start a conversation with a stranger. Though she's actually a really sweet girl when you get to know her, you have to make the effort to talk to her first- and she'll respond a little at first then maybe open up to you much later. Fay spends a lot of time absorbed in her own fantasies or sketching the world around her or penning her life down in words- little things that somehow make her feel more sure of herself. When she's feeling down or depressed, she probably won't even tell anyone just because she thinks it'll trouble them. She loves the few precious friends she has though, and her parents.

QUIRKS: Fay's pretty eccentric. Some quirks include biting her pen when she's thinking really hard during lessons, falling asleep at any time and place you can think of, clasping her hands tightly together when she's nervous and drinking a mug of hot chocolate every day as her 'brain-food'.

LIKES: children, nature, the wind, water(but she can't swim), her mother's embrace, swings, clouds, friendly people, candy of any kind(especially chocolate), dreams.
DISLIKES: bitter things, unkindness, litterbugs, crowds, thunder, dead things, the corporate world, growing up, perverts, alcoholic beverages.

HISTORY !

Fay Eleonora Lockhart was born to Renée Anne Lockhart in 1995. She was single-handedly raised by her childish, somewhat unstable but extremely loving and protective mother, her father being unknown to her. Fay once mentioned her father to her mother when she was four, asking her with childish innocence who 'Father' was because all her friends had one except her. Little did she expect that Renée would meet her question with hysteria, screaming at the frightened child never to speak of that man ever again. The then-four year-old Fay was frightened out of her wits, but she only nodded in fear, trembling as she did so. She never spoke of her father again since that incident. Now that she's already fifteen and well on her way to becoming a full-fledged adult, Fay is getting more and more curious about this matter but dares not raise it to her mother for she remembers that fearful incident too clearly.

As a child, Fay wasn't very pampered or even very well taken-care of materialistically. To support her only child, Fay's mother, despite her emotional instability, had to work odd hours at little jobs here and there just so she could make ends meet. The two of them led a simple life, having just enough to eat three times a day and no more than enough of whatever they needed. Though life was simple and sometimes far too much so, Fay had a generally happy childhood as her mother loved her very much and would spend nights telling her wondrous stories of lands faraway and she herself would often play alone on the swings or the sand-pit in the neighbourhood playground.

As the years passed, Renée finally set up her own bakery in the neighbourhood of Fantasia City with the savings she had accumulated from all those years of odd jobs, at last being able to provide comfortably for herself and her daughter. The two of them had just what they needed now and a little left over for things they liked- and that was that. Over the years, Renée's emotional instability showed less as she was hardly, if ever, subjected to any alarm. Fay and her mother were content as long as they had each other- and still are now. However, Fay's doubts and curiosity about her birth and her past are starting to interfere with the small family's peace-bubble.

SAMPLE !

"Slow down! You're going to choke."

The boy jokingly warned me about eating too quickly, causing me to stop mid-mouthful and reply him while my mouth was still full of food. Table manners were nonexistent to me, at least. "Well, I always eat this quickly when I'm hungry and I won't-" As if I had just jinxed myself, I let out a splutter as a piece of either bread or meat encountered a jam in the highway of my throat. Thankfully, my violent hack pushed the food down into my stomach instead of up onto the- well, I knew where. It wouldn't have been a pleasing sight to say the least. "I was going to say I wouldn't choke, but I guess I did so... heh?" I let out another random giggle. Now the boy was going to think I was quite mad, I realised. Oh well... the damage was done now. After this day, I'd probably never even have any eye contact with him ever again.

I was genuinely(though definitely not unpleasantly) surprised when the boy continued to smile and talk, even saying he liked my name. His name was Joad, as I found out seconds later. Joad- again, I started with my name analysis routine. The name seemed rather unusual and gentle-ish, but it kind of did suit him. It was a really beautiful name though. A single syllable.

"I really like your name too... What does it mean?" I tilted my head to the side slightly as I thought about it. Names were amazing things because of how they could mould your character and they each carried different meanings- everyone looked like their names suited them, mostly. One could meet two completely different people with different temperaments who so happened to share the same name. In the end, their names would suit both of them just as well. This kind of magic was nearly miraculous, if one thought about it closely. "My name means 'pure child', from the Japanese characters 'jun' for 'pure or genuine' and 'ko' for 'child'. I wonder if it suits me though..." I laughed at this, wondering if I was really as 'pure' as my name assumed me to be. Still, I loved my name- it was a part of me, a gift from my parents. As every name was...

"Did you know that many famous scientists and artists came up with their best ideas when they were daydreaming?"

A male voice pierced into my wonderland of daydreams, immediately pulling me back to reality. I then took a whole second to realise I was in the cafeteria eating my lunch with this boy named Joad. And he was telling me something very interesting now- what was it? Ah, that famous people came up with their best ideas while daydreaming. I smiled to myself dreamily at this. I was a huge daydreamer, yes. Sometimes I felt like reality was leaving me behind and I had to stop drifting off so much, but my thoughts always defied me. Artists, eh... I was planning to be a sculptor, so maybe I could come up with my muse for a new sculpture while spacing out? That was a fine idea and the best excuse ever to daydream however much I wanted, I realised.

"Ooh... So since I want to be a sculptor when I grow up, it's okay to daydream as much as I want?" I asked Joad with an eager smile. It would be amazing if that were true- I wouldn't have to slap myself inwardly every time I drifted off then. "You know, you're just like Mameshiba!" I continued, giggling quite uncontrollably. Then I realised this was America and nobody probably had even heard of Mameshiba, unlike Japan where it was quite an ubiquitous pop culture icon. I held my breath for a few moments, trying to stop giggling and letting my mind twist Joad's face into a plump dog's.

"Sorry..." I gasped, finally calming down a little but still pinkish in the face. "Mameshiba is this entire species of bean-dog hybrids that go around appearing in people's meals and tellind them facts that turn them off whatever they're doing. There was once this episode where a peanut mameshiba interrupted a loving couple by saying that 2 million germs are transferred with every kiss," I explained with another lively giggle. "It's a cartoon that's quite popular in Japan, given our alleged love for strange things," I ended off with a tiny bit of homesickness. I did miss the wackiness of home and how everyone was so chummy with each other and how we had class festivals and inside jokes and summer festivals too. But I knew there wasn't any turning back now that I had come here.... and it hadn't been too bad so far, and English was interesting!

I focused my gaze at Joad, looking a bit like a creepy stalker as I refused to go back into my daze again. Then I heaved a sigh of relief and waited for his reply.

ABOUT YOU!

OHHAITHUR, I'M MARCIA AND I'M A PRETTY DERANGED PERSON. I'M FOURTEEN, BUT DON'T FRET YO, I THINK THIS PLACE IS AMAZING. I'M SO GLAD I FOUND IT THROUGH PROBOARDS SUPPORT. OH, AND JUST SO YOU KNOW, MY FAVORITE DISNEY MOVIE IS ALICE IN WONDERLAND

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