Seneca
Name: Seneca Valley Falls
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Short, with soft pale skin covered in freckles, long golden blonde hair that curls on her shoulders. Wears glasses because of poor eyesight, and gets migraines if without them for too long. A decent weight, but is difficult to tell because of her height. Likes to wear anything comfortable for clothes, not exactly picky with what they look like. Tennis shoes are a must. Weapon/Abilities: A taser/flashlight, but again, hardly used except for the light. A knife carved from gold with wolves on the blade and knife. Never used.
Owns a bone given to her by RT Papyrus. Doesn't use it, keep it as a token of friendship. No powers.
Attack: 1
Def: 1
HP: 7
Backstory: Born to parents who couldn't take care of her or her older sister. The adults gave them up to a family who wished to have kids. Seneca grew up in a nice town, until around 8, before her family moved away, leaving behind her first boyfriend and kiss. The second house moving into was a nice one, about a half-mile walk to school. But they stayed for only a few years longer before moving to her hometown. The family continued to move houses until Seneca wasn't sure any of the houses would be permanent homes. And after a certain terrible argument with her father, she ran away until she found a place to rest. A large, dangerous place in the middle but it's somewhere to stay. While trying to gather supplies her shoes got caught on the shoelaces and she tripped into the depths. Waking up on the flowers made her a bit confused but...if there's any chance of survival, gotta press on.
Soul Type: Grey/Human
Personality: Cordial, strict, a bit emotionless and will not hesitate to tell you what she thinks. Doesn't have any sense of morals or what people feel. Very one-sided in her issues. Sarcastic and a bit rude.
Likes: Animals, reading, sweets, and fruits.
Hates: Crowds, loud noises, surprises, and tarts/veggies, her family.
Species: Human
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█ G e n e r a l;
Full Name: Seneca Valley Falls
Nickname(s)/Alias(es): Seneca, Sen, Sene, mistress (only by her lover(s)), mother/mom (only by her child(ren))
Age: (varies between 19-29)
Species: Human
Soul Color: Black
Birthday: February 22, 2002
Gender: Female
Sex: Female
Preferred Pronouns: She/her
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Romantic Orientation: Straight
█ P e r s o n a l i t y;
Personality Traits: cordial, quick-witted, one-sided in her issues, strict to those she deems are beneath her, somewhat emotionless, no morals. Sarcastic and sometimes rude, but also a bit flirtatious and can be dominant when given the opportunity. Feels extreme guilt and regret for her actions after doing them if they affect others, yet hardly ever really shows it. Possessive at times, and doesn’t hesitate to let the person receiving the affection know, that they are hers and hers alone. Can and WILL hurt whomever comes into close proximity to those she loves. Hold grudges forever. Anti-social, hardly trusting, and has somewhat of anger issues. Has a habit of bottling up her emotions all the time. Deep depressive episodes, severe anxiety attacks and stress episodes. Usually prefers to handle them on her own. She reacts to different situations in odd ways, depending on the person/people, but is almost always trying to appease someone in some way.
Likes: Animals, reading, sweets, and fruits. The reason for this is she has always had an affinity with creatures, and her mother passed the love of books to her. Massive sweet tooth, which is also why she likes some fruits, such as apples, pears, bananas.
Dislikes: Crowds, loud noises, surprises, tarts/veggies, and her family. This is because her family is big, and therefore, stressful to be around. The noise and overabundance of people causes a sensory overload. Same with loud noises. She cannot watch fireworks or certain fun things on the surface for this exact reason. Surprises aren’t a dislike for a bad reason, she just doesn’t like the thought. Tarts used to be her favorite, but her father kept pressuring it, so she lost interest. Veggies are the same.
Fears: Being forgotten, or being killed. Not the thought of it, just the feeling of what may happen to cause it.
Special/Significant Belongings: (varies)
█ P h y s i c a l & H e a l t h;
Height: 4’1”
Weight: 134 lbs
Body Type: Soft hourglass
Scars/Distinguishing Marks: A ‘mark’ on her right hand, but she doesn’t know if it is a birthmark or not.
Any physical disabilities/diseases/ailments: Social anxiety, general anxiety.
Any medications/treatments: Used to take meds, but quit when she fell.
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█ S t a t s / P o w e r s / I n v e n t o r y ;
*Smells like fresh blood and a sense of uncaring.
HP: 7
AT: 1
DF: 1
Exp on Kill: 4
ACTS: *Check, *Cheer up, *Attempt to persuade
Type of Attacks: None
Weapons: (varies)
Inventory: (varies)
█ R e l a t i o n s h i p s;
Relationship with Sans?: Lovers
Relationship with Lust!Sans?: Married and parents (only in LustTale)
Relationship with Ink!Sans?: Lovers and expecting
Relationship with Nightmare!Sans?: To-be fiancés
Relationship with Dream!Sans?: Dating
Relationship with Shattered!Lemon!Sans?: Dating and expecting
Relationship Status: (varies)
Family: (varies)
Crush: (varies)
Best Friend(s): (varies)
Friends: (varies)
Acquaintances: (varies)
Enemies: (varies)
█ B a c k s t o r y; [Optional]
(varies)
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