Name: Mona S.

Age: 25

Sex: of the female persuasion

Species: Human, plain and simple.

Description: She has dark, slightly wavy brown hair that falls to her shoulderblades when it is not pulled into a ponytail, which is usually is. She typically has something dirty about her, either a smudge of soot on her cheek or elbow, or the hems of her jeans are dirty or torn. She isn't exceptionally short, at 5'6", but she tends to buy long jeans. The girl has normal eyes the same dark, rich color as her hair, although there are gold flecks focused around her iris. She has a normal complexion, possibly getting too much sun for her hair color, and her attitude downplays her underlying 'pretty.' Her natural sarcasm and intelligence is something the girl wears on her sleeve.

Personality: Most of her friends would say that she has a fiery personality, ready to conquer the world. However, after a bit of thought and unbiased consideration, they would reluctantly add that she doesn't do either. The girl only lets her grandmother push her around, though. If she backs down from an argument, it is only because her mind is going three steps in the future to where she wins the war, or it was more advantageous for her to not bitch. She doesn't complain about her situation, ever. Mona just changes it. She is weirdly smart in an almost creepy way, which scares off guys, if the rest didn't. Mona is also exceedingly accepting, and has made fast friends with the 'freaks' in all her schools... as well as a ton of people from different cliques. If she bullies people into friendship, does that count? She's sort of a force of nature.

History: Mona was adopted by an older lady when she was three, the woman too old to call 'Mom,' so she was just 'Grandma.' The woman taught her a lot of her guff and generally, she had a good life. But somewhere along the way, Mona became froze in place, not willing to become successful. She double-majored in economics and biochemistry, graduated in three and a half years, and... came back home. To get a waitressing job and a low-end apartment. Her grandma doesn't say anything about it, but they have an interesting relationship.

Strength: Sucks it up and kicks ass. Adjusts to her environment if it won't adjust to her. And, she is quick on her feet mentally.

Weakness: A human, not particularly strong, and her running speed is shit. Okay, not all but a lot of her athletic ability is shit. She can throw a punch but she can't throw a ball. Mona has a temper at times, and might, on occasion, if the rumors are to be believed, pick a fight with a person who can kick her ass.

Elemental Creature: n/a

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