Name: Temperance Morrison, most people call her Peg though, which is, complicatedly enough, the nickname of her middle name, Margaret.

Age: Eighteen "With a little hat on the eight," that's what she'd tell you if you had a moment to ask, which a lot of people so, surprising enough.

Looks: My darling Audrey Hepburn

Kind: Of Fire, her mother's cushions don't enjoy this very much, bless her soul.

Personality: Temperance is something she certainly does not possess, despite her name. Her favorite phrase has to be, "Ay, you wanna fight?" and sincerely she's not joking half of the time. Don't ever accept a fight from her unless you sincerely want to get pounded.

Aside from that, Peg can be rather playful in her nature. She grew up in a big city in which there were absolutely no limits so she abides by no limits. Unless it puts herself or someone she can see in danger. The reasoning behind this is because Peg can't stand blood. It disgusts her at the highest degree.

She's got this absent minded aura around her. According to her younger siblings, all six of them really, she tends to set things randomly on fire throughout the day. Her brother, barely younger than her at sixteen follows her around with a bucket of water most often to extinguish any possible city fires. He tries to steer her away from the chaps who she enjoys talking to about fire over their cigars. She would be promptly murdered if she ever took one. But on the subject of them, the younger brother, Kenneth, is certain they're arsonists.

Likes: She's got a sure thing for wandering, that's for certain. She's got a strange interest in watching things burn, best get that checked out. Her bedroom, which is shared with a younger sister who's rarely in there, is littered with scraps of burnt odds and ends. The Room has a lasting smell of burnt rubber. Aside from that, she enjoys laughing. She'll laugh at the stupidest of jokes if she likes you enough. Peg likes to dance, even though she's no good at it, she does it because doing whatever you want is always going to be a great thing. She is a lover of the old England country. There's a special place in her heart for all they had to leave there.

Dislikes: That woman down on centre street who is always telling her "Your shoes are smoking again, darling." Peg is sure that old hag is out to get her. She also strongly dislikes Kenneth's water carrying habit. The hissing noise when fires are put out drives her mad as well, sounds too much like a snake, snakes are no good. She dislikes when people ask her how old she is, that's why she's added the little hat on the eight in order to scare people off. She's also not a huge fan of war. It's separated their family once, and she's determined not to let that happen again.

Talents: Probably dancing as if no one is watching. It consists of a lot of awkward twirls and invisible partners, but she gets the job done. She's got a skill in sticking socks under her bed so she doesn't have to wash them. She's a pro at lighting candles for fancy dinners though, she makes a show of it too.

Other: Peg is very English. She's quite northern as well, so she tends to talk with a very interesting accent. When she gets riled up she doesn't care about whether or not people understand her, so all the properness floats away in the wind.

Passwords:
Are there blue gummy bears? If there are, I like those.

BROADWAY BUT WITH DALEKS

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I wrote a Haiku

You are fantastic
Do you want some homemade cake?
Wait! No, I can't bake

I could buy a cake
But I'm afraid I'm very broke
This gif must suffice

Golly that was bad
I'm likely breaking the rules
I should really stop now

Now I must tag you
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I hope you like it!