Character Name: Maricia Ann Chastman
Nickname: Ria
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Grade: Senior
Subject: n.a
Race: Ghost
Play-by: Kaya Scodelario
Appearance:

Ria stands at five foot two inches tall and weighs a hundred and ten pounds. She is a brunette with random natural streaks of blonde, red, and black highlighting and low-lighting her hair. It is naturally wavy - though it is usually seen as straight, and cut in a more scene fashion. Very thick with many layers and side ways bangs that fall slightly over her right eye. The other colours can be seen better during the summer when they have been bleached naturally by the sun. Big, baby blue eyes rimmed in a really dark blue on her face that has a very angular nose. Her style varies depending upon the state which she is in. If she is in her human-like state she is wearing something more laid back, country type clothing. But, she can fancy up and wear a dress or go more modern scene type. Her skin is forever bruised along her ribs and lower back along with a few marks of bruises on her upper arm that match a hand grasping onto her. Also, when her make-up is off you can see the makings of a scar from the right corner of her mouth about an inch in length.

Personality:

Ria enjoys the feeling of the sun as it radiates against her skin. The sound of the ocean pounding in her ears and the sand mingling in between her toes. Seeing others happy, since she understands the pain. Singing and listening to music that goes into the feelings of her soul. She also enjoys the taste of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and anything that smells close to cinnamon. Though, she winces at the sound of an argument, sirens, and thunderstorms. She cannot stand being confined to one specific area or being stuck in the dark, and she will not get near water. She can play piano relatively well and is very artistic, relying on her sketchbook to emerge her feelings in when she can't figure out how to explain them.

She is intelligent, sweet, defensive, and faithful. Charismatic and mature. She can be impulsive, but is polite at the same time. Cowardly, most definitely in the face of danger, she is also very sensitive to the world and the shifts around her. She doesn't trust easily and can actually fight, though she doesn't not enjoy having to actually fight.

She is deathly afraid of the dark and losing anyone that she gets close to. She associates the dark with her room and confined spaces - with her father coming in to attack her - with the coffin she was placed in. She attempts to keep her bruises and her past a secret though she does dream to graduate from college with a degree in the arts.

When she is really nervous she tends to laugh, and the tip of her nose and ears will turn pink if she laughs hard enough. And, if she is thinking she tends to twist her hair between her middle finger and thumb while she hums to herself.

History:

A young, naive baby who was quiet as can be. Such a skill managed to keep her out of harms way for quite some time - not once being touched since she was sleeping when she was supposed to and quiet unless absolutely needed. Her mother was proud. Her father - glad that she was starting to live a good life.

But, as she grew older she spoke more, she asked for more things. Her presence could be felt and it was beginning to cause her human father to get annoyed. She was getting more attention than he and his work was getting harder. He began to turn to alcohol and spent his nights at the local bar, especially after Ria's mother died - coming home at around two in the morning. Ria would have been in a deep sleep by that time - only seven years old - and he would come into her room. He would wake her up, shaking her violently and throwing her against the wall and telling her to go and get his clothes for him to change into and to wash the clothes he was currently in. Afraid she obliged - just barely managing not to break the washer and dryer machine in the process.

Things like this continued until her twelfth birthday when things got much much worse. He began to hit her - in places where her clothes easily covered. Her soft skin bruised easily and she began to withdraw from the world. She pulled back from the kids at school and barely anyone noticed her until high-school.

She began to stand out a little bit, especially since she finally reached her womanly figure. Boys were drawn to her and the girls wanted to be around her a bit more. But she didn't want to be near them. It was constricting - always having people around her. And though she did talk to those people she wasn't always around them. She stayed out of sports - as she always injured herself more - and she joined choir.

Ria could always be seen with her sketchbook along with her schoolbooks. Humming while she thought to herself, laughing when nerves got the best of her. She hated most of what she thought she was. It didn't take long though, for the abuse to definitely match that of rape and sexual abuse.

In one event of her fathers massively drunk stupor she was hit over the head too hard and when she fell unconscious he did nothing to make sure she woke up. Her stress levels taking over and she died that night in her sleep. She's been roaming as a ghost since, attempting to figure out her place in the world.

Name: Abba
Your Age: 16
Other Characters:

Renny Scarlet Augustine
Aurora Dawn Smith

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Sample Post:

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congratulations, miss chastman. after going over your transcript, and deciding how well you'd fit in here at Cry Wolf High, we have decided to accept your request to join us! please go take the time to go to the directory, and the sign ups to complete your enrollment. once done, head over to the office, and complete your schedule here! thank you!

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