Jewel Sarame(WIP)

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»Name: Jewel Sarame

»Alias: Gemstone, andThe Triceratops

»Age: 100

»Gender: Female

»Birthday: June 25th

»Rank: Lieutenant

»Division: 1st

»Personality: (4-5 Lines in description to your character's overall personality)

»Likes:
Hand-to-hand combat- It’s how she fights, and therefore would like it a lot.
The Triceratops- Take a guess
Food- Gotta keep that stamina up, yo
Lucius Lorendo- See her background for more information
Other Vizards- Since they know what it feels like to be a Vizard and shunned from SS

»Dislikes:
Shinigami- For one thing, they really don’t like Vizards even though they are fundamentally stronger.
Swords- Generally stronger than fists, and therefore have gained her hatred
First Squad(minus Lucius): Extra hatred

»Appearance Picture: Spinner Clow

»Eye Color: Teal

»Height: 4 foot 3

»Weight: 100 pounds

»Hair Color: Magenta

»Extra:(scars or any other distinguishing features put it here)

»Appearance Description:(at least 5 lines describing the overall look of your character)

»Historical Information:
Oh, woe is the one of awkward life and death.

So to put it simply, Jewel has always lived a rather awkward life. She was pretty socially awkward for one thing, never really talking to people and when she did, she always stuttered, and made it pretty weird. She always did her school work done on time, and never complained about anything. She had a close group of friends, always hanging out with each other, and talking about a mix of things. Jewel was a fairly normal kid. She was 18 when she lost her virginity to a guy her friends told her to have sex with.

This resulted in her contracting Aids, and died 6 months later.

It turned out that the guy had contracted aids a few days before they had sex unknowingly. Jewel literally killed him, and was arrested for murder. It was fairly bloody, for someone who hadn't even liked to get mud on her shoes. So, she died alone in her cell, no one around her to send her off to the after life. Her corpse was burned, and the ashes removed and discarded as if they were nothing.

Oh, woe is the one of an unruly academy times