:♦: Sterre :♠:
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Name: Sterre Freda Fiore
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Name Meaning: Sterre: Latin/Dutch for "Star"; Freda: German for "Peace"; Fiore: Italian derivative meaning "Flower"
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Gender: Female
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Age: Mid- to late-30's
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Sexuality/Status: Heterosexual; single
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Height: 5' 5"
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Weight: She oftentimes will forget to eat when she puts her mind to something (which is just about
all the time), so is slightly underweight
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Specie: Painfully human
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Occupation: Mad Scientist
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Personality: Taking on a more studious and calculating perspective to the world, it is hard to determine if there ever really is a time where one could consider that Sterre isn't "working," in some manner or other. Although not always technically employed, her adept ability to discern thoughts and observations never really leave her without a job; her
social standing, on the other hand, is highly rust-encrusted. She isn't the easiest person to get along with, taking a more logical approach to any decision-making process as opposed to one that would evaluate the feelings of the other party. In fact, sometimes it is difficult to tell if she has much emotion at
all.
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Likes: Most of Sterre's hobbies revolve around her work. In fact, it is difficult to discern "hobby" from "job," as for her, the words are interchangeable -- she practically lives for her theories and hypotheses. Outside of this box, however, Sterre does provide numerous causes for forgetting her science work, most of which revolve around sugar (brown sugar being the biggest culprit).
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Dislikes: Sterre would like to point out one prominent dislike right off the bat, before anyone wants to say otherwise: she does
not appreciate this "child-rearing" business bringing out her more mother-hen-protecting-young qualities. Not at all. As is probably more apparent in her attitude toward other people, she doesn't like her own decisions to be second-guessed, especially without probable reason. Being of an almost purely logical standpoint, she can't stand it when she can't reason out a conclusion on her own, or when others do not do the same with their own judgments. Due to her family history, she also cannot hear the word "peace" without shuddering -- don't even
try offering her a flower crown, either.
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Abilities: I did mention that she was
painfully human, right? She has no striking abilities innate to her being other than her superb... scientific abilities, borne from obsessive diligence on the subject. Perhaps said obsessive diligence could be considered an odd ability as well, though most tend to view it as an annoyance as much as a social barrier. Would "super-stubbornness" be seen as an ability, perchance?
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History: Born as the only daughter to a pair of flower children, Sterre grew up with the stigma that came with the birthright; her name didn't seem to help matters any, either. As a young'un, she was actually very fond of her parents -- at least, when they paid attention to her. Just short of idolization, she admired the carefree disposition they displayed to the world, along with the way they could stand up for whatever they believed in. If nothing else, she was full of pride, always striving to be able to be just as strong as she viewed them as being.
Unfortunately, starry-eyed children's fantasies are often veiled by the cloak of innocence, blinding them from seeing more scarring prospects. They weren't the model family, and in actuality, Sterre tended to be rather forgotten. She quickly turned bitter, especially when her only form of social interaction was from her unkind peers. She managed to get fairly attached to a girl her age midway through elementary school, the two of them becoming just short of sisters in the years to follow.
During their senior year of high school, however, things took a drastic swerve. Although the two of them weren't considered part of the "in-crowd," they decided that it might be best to live a little before they were forced to grow up. Obviously, this is the part of Sterre's life history that she is less willing to divulge...
to anyone. The inevitable, dramatic ending isn't something she can so easily avoid, however. To cut it short, in a quite literal sense, she can sum it up with surprisingly little tact:
Don't trust anyone
to be able to drink and drive, especially when they still view themselves as kids. She lost a friend in no time at all, along with a great deal of what she believed in in the world.
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