Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2012 18:47:16 GMT -7
Elle Swanson
The Six Swans
BEHIND THE MASK
Age: 24
Species: Human
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 110 lbs.
Birthday:
Face Claim:
Physical Description:Ella has a small slightly frail frame, she’s quiet pretty in a quiet and unassuming way she does very little to do herself up having a bit of a complex due to being a mute. She wears simpler cloths most of which hang a bit loosely on her but she does have a little point of vanity, her hair which she keeps beautifully healthy it hangs in thick heavy waves the rich chestnut color shining almost red in the light. She’s very proud of her hair and as she works very hard she tells herself it’s ok to spoil herself once a month to go to a salon and have her hair washed and treated.
WINDOWS TO THE SOUL
Family: Father, Passed away due to car accident
Step mother she is not in contact with
Friends: Elle is friendly with everyone always offering a cheerful smile and a wave, or to help with this or that, she’s not sure whether she can say however that’s she’s really friend with anyone except the swans she tend to take care of in the park.
Foes: is one could say she has one it would be her step mother
Likes:Elle likes a majority of things particularly taking care of the swans in the local area, sewing, often crafting amazing Halloween costumes for local children and costume parties, and baking, she loves baking and her little home always seemed to smell of something wonderful
Dislike:People who mock that she can’t speak, losing her notepad because it is the only way she can communicate, people who leave garbage in the parks.
Hobbies:Baking and sewing are her prime hobbies though she dose love reading and when she has free time or on quiet night she sits on a rocking hair outside her door and reads while sipping tea.
WHO I AM IS NOT WHO I USED TO BE
Profession: Retail clerk, though she makes and sells costumes as a home buisness on the side.
Storybrooke History:as long as she can remember Elle has lived in Storybrooke, when she was young her father remarried due to her mother sudden death only to suddenly die himself in a car accident, unfortunately the woman he had married was basically a gold digger, and she didn’t want a dead man’s mute child hanging around so she arrange a little house on the opposite side of town and a nurse to take care of her because of her mute state. Ella has remained in the house she learned to bake and sew from the nurse and found her solace in the swans in the area specifically six grand white swans that always seem to find her whenever she’s around.
Fantasy History: Sarcha and her six brothers grew up quite happily with their father who was a very wealthy merchant. Unfortunately at Sarcha’s birth her mother passed away unable to handle, it but their father worked hard to make sure they never felt unloved and the six older brother completely doted on and loved their younger sister but, they also taught her not wanting her to ever come to harm if she wasn’t with them.
As it was their father did eventually grow lonely and it seemed by coincidence on his way back from a purchasing trip he got lost and came across a house where a beautiful woman lived, she was good to him but what he didn’t realize was that she was witch hungry for power. She seduced him and married him there in the woods and he brought her home, much to her annoyance introduced his seven children who he loved dearly.
Knowing the false love she’d made with magic wouldn’t stand a chance against the real love the man had for his children The which set about arranging a curse crafting fine cloths for each of them, for the brothers handsome white coats, and for Sarcha a beautiful white dress. However returning late Sarcha walked in just as her brother put on their coats and turned into swans, shocked she screamed scaring them out the window. Unable to bring herself to tell her father what happened she wrote a note saying that her and her brothers where going away for a trip to give him time alone with his new bride.
Sarcha searched desperately for a way to change them back, meeting someone who had knowledge of magic Sarcha whose had a beautiful voice and whose songs where applauded and admired swore to the man her voice in exchange for the secret to changing her brothers back into the men they were. Escaping deep into the woods Sarcha managed to constructed a small home for herself, and every night for fifteen minutes the swans could take the form of men again and helped make it sturdier for her to live in as she worked on weaving shirts made out of a nettle plant that only grew in that area of the forest, Sarcha knew nothing of the battles or the sworn curs of the evil queen so when the curse swept over land she knew nothing of it.
Anything Else:Elle Always carries a note book with her every where She’s not very god at sign language and find she can write faster and is easier to understand.
Sample Post: Elle shifted standing as she watched the swans eagerly peck at the food she’d brought for them. Work was over and she was pleased she’d had a shorter schedule even if it was a little chilly. Hugging the dark green cardigan closer she smiled watching the shining white birds so beautiful and proud she wasn’t sure what it was that drew her to them but what ever it was it was mutual because the same six seemed to love coming to her as soon as she passed the gate into the park. Shifting she moved stepping towards the water looking out and letting out a long breath watching the cloud of it fly out on the chilly afternoon breeze.
Turning she moved gesturing towards the path, the swans looked up briefly at the movement before returning eagerly to the food. Satisfied they were content Elle left them to their meal and continued her walk the small note book and pencil in her pocket seemed heavy today, maybe it was the last customer today who had been well… less then pleased that her serving attendant couldn’t speak… it had been embarrassing really the fuss the woman had made as if being helped by a mute was an insult… was it really so bad? She smiled faintly moving fishing out that same note book, jotted down was a wonderful new cake recipe she was eager to try.
