______Basic Information Name: Heather Harvesthart
Age: Doesn't keep count but looks in her early 20's
Sexuality: Heterosexual with Homosexual tendencies when impaired
Gender: Female
Race: Garden Faerie
______Personal Information Biography: For her brand of fae, She was supposed to hatch from at full maturity from a blessed pumpkin under the Harvest Moon. "Supposed to" but wasn't as a group of bored teenagers kicking up trouble smashed her pumpkin half a week early. This left her with a mental handicap that even the most random minded Faerie couldn't deal with, the older faeries of the field tried to teach her how to harness magic and over come her injury but there was no hope. Slowly but surly, she became the joke of the garden. All the faeries played tricks on her, mean tricks, and it just tickled her. They took her out to play "Hide and Seek" once, you know the game where you make the stupid kid no one likes count and run off to do something else, yeah that kind of game. They left her there, having told her to count to ten which proved to be such a herculean task that she had to stop every other number to ask forest creatures what number came next until one of them asked her why she needed it and response was to pause and say, "...is this a trick question."
Her ending up in the arms of the seedy was no great feat of the imagination. Her first job was in a bordello tavern which she love to death. She took on the violent ones that none of the others would take, believing everything was just a game she would play back with them in the same intensity. If they broke her arm it would hurt, she would laugh, and break him back without remorse. Her last client had particularly nasty intentions aiming to kill her but she got him first. She didn't understand what she had done and just smiled at everyone while they calmly discussed what to do with the body and how to get rid of her. I was decided that they would cook and serve the body in the tavern, and hand her over to the slave market to be lost and forgotten.
Heather didn't mind this either, she liked the way the dark made the light special, how the stink made her appreciate the memory of flowers. She thanked the evil for it's kindness in making the good better. She wondered why it took a faerie to remind Angels what faith, to show them that light existed inside and could never be taken, only given and enriched. She particularly liked the people that bought her. She doesn't remember all of them, there have been many, but all of them have sent her back before she wanted them to go. She's been passed from handler to handler, client to client, and has earned a special reputation as being a particularly difficult slave, A "Master Breaker."
Personality: Heather isn't all there in the head, because of her injury at birth she's physically incapable of understanding negativity. She's full of energy, sweet as can be, and as hard as it might be to see at first remarkably wise about the workings of nature in the heart. Heather is always smiling, she can find the bright side in anything. However...the big problem here is her Attention deficit problem. Also a product of her injury Heather can't hold memories for more than a few minutes. She has no skills and it's practically impossible to teach her anything. If someone wants to play with this vixen they better be packing a LOT of patience and adaptability. NEVER LEAVE HER ALONE!!
Likes: Generally she enjoys everything but holds anything cute, shiny, or tasty in a special place of recognizion deep in her heart
Dislikes: ...Nothing. She can find the brightside in
anythingAdditional Information: Dual Form {faerie body/human body}
As a woman she stands 5'4" but when she shrinks to Fae form she stands 11 inches tall, Glows in the dark
When in Fae form her spirit gives off an orange light that fills her skin, Flight when in faerie form
Ever tried to race a bullet, she can and often wins. Her speed and agility when flying if terrifing, Regeneration
Faerie's are made of pure magic, it'll take more than a broken neck or bullet to kill her, Life Lung
Faeries are the stewards of nature and so she can revive nature or if she so wished, weaponize itSong Something Bad______Negotiating Master's Name: ???
Willing to do PM rp: Yes
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