ᴄʜᴇʟꜱᴇᴀ ᴍɪᴛᴢᴄʜᴇʟ · ᴄᴀꜱᴛᴇʟᴏʙʀᴜxᴏ
BIOGRAPHY: !!
Chelsea Mitzchel was born on October. 15 2013. Lived in Choroní Venezuela, where the coastlines are perfect conditions for fishing and where the beachside curates a beautiful aesthetic. Her Aunt Noelle raised her throughout her life, and she has never been more grateful. Though she has never known her parents, all she knew from her Aunt was that a grave incident took their lives, never in detail that's all their was to it. The day came when Noelle mustered the courage to tell much more about Chelsea herself. Her parents were from Swiss and French descent explaining her own heritage was just the minimum, though she already had an inkling about where her background is from.
Her time was spent mostly on fishing and near the marginals. It was a pleasant time indeed, always resided across the outskirts of the shores and photography was her past time. The piquant from the air itself would always occlude her senses. Carefree, her life was safe to say insouciant and the vastness of adventure was unwavering. She'd love to sneak on mighty ships as they were to set for boarding. Always up for mischief and being a maverick lass. The environment fitted her quite well, though she was not one of high status, she loved being in the cottage she lived in ever since. Her life was very quaint.
Living in the urban area, Chelsea lived in a cottage. It was not grand and definitely not some villa. It was just what it was. Never had she been given wealth like the other wealthy kids. Often times she'd been warned about her own blood. That cause her upbringing to be a bit more cautious about others. Yet Chelsea persistent enough had refused that mindset, that line of thinking and decided to let the rest be. But nevertheless the thing that caused her upbringing was the simplicity ever since. Always cared for the simple things in life.
Unfortunately with pros comes with undeniable cons. It caused Chelsea to be a bit turbulent and hyper. Always in the clouds. Survivalist attributes. Stand offish too she felt distant and different from the other children who had the merit of seeing their parents. It caused a hollow in her heart that no adventure could mend. Often dissociation become more of her forté. Which created a rift with time to come. The times at Choroní was certainly a pleasure but creased a sense of anguish.
Her time was spent mostly on fishing and near the marginals. It was a pleasant time indeed, always resided across the outskirts of the shores and photography was her past time. The piquant from the air itself would always occlude her senses. Carefree, her life was safe to say insouciant and the vastness of adventure was unwavering. She'd love to sneak on mighty ships as they were to set for boarding. Always up for mischief and being a maverick lass. The environment fitted her quite well, though she was not one of high status, she loved being in the cottage she lived in ever since. Her life was very quaint.
Living in the urban area, Chelsea lived in a cottage. It was not grand and definitely not some villa. It was just what it was. Never had she been given wealth like the other wealthy kids. Often times she'd been warned about her own blood. That cause her upbringing to be a bit more cautious about others. Yet Chelsea persistent enough had refused that mindset, that line of thinking and decided to let the rest be. But nevertheless the thing that caused her upbringing was the simplicity ever since. Always cared for the simple things in life.
Unfortunately with pros comes with undeniable cons. It caused Chelsea to be a bit turbulent and hyper. Always in the clouds. Survivalist attributes. Stand offish too she felt distant and different from the other children who had the merit of seeing their parents. It caused a hollow in her heart that no adventure could mend. Often dissociation become more of her forté. Which created a rift with time to come. The times at Choroní was certainly a pleasure but creased a sense of anguish.
FIRST INSTANCE OF MAGIC: !!
Excitement went through her every fibre of her being when Chelsea was ecstatic to go out for vacation for the first time, she was ready to go full out, with her outfit and duffle bag. The Chariot Resort in France. To her it was a magical experience. But that word "magical" would soon become the perfect word to describe that day. The lass, the unfortunate lass who could not have the stamina to keep up with her Aunt, had tripped over, leaving a graze on her knee. It was quite painful as she did went chest first which left her winded and breathless. She had a soft cry and winced, but while her hand was hovering over the wound, she felt it once more, it was never grazed nor did it had a bruise. It was healed.
VISAGE: !!
Her visuals are of the warm autumn. Radiant and full of mischief and adventure. No one can exactly place where she has attained such energy. Her height and stature was complementing for she takes space in a crowded room. Her eyes were those of a cat, sharp and piercing. Demanding of energy, and filled with a sly plastered smile. Oh yes, those eyes of hers were full of color anytime. Her skin was sun kissed, marked with the days spent outside in the blazing weather, like the grains of the sand and seeds. Now her hair, was scenic, filled with shades of brown like the woods and shaped like the pine trees, just like her lips were carved like the plum fruit. The sculpted face was sultry. Fragranced with cedar and mint making her refreshing to see.
PSYCHE: !!
The most common word Chelsea could fathom when it came to what others see in her was probably, airheaded. The lot would say she's a bit distracted by something always in thought. It seems like a person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts after all. Passive and rather looked like she could use her time somewhere and someone else, though her airy tone with a high and gloomy frequency making her a rather odd one despite her energy being exerted into the shorelines and books. In contrast to her looks, her mind and heart was occluded with blues and mist.
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PC: Angel Dayes
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stamina: 2
evasion: 7
strength: 5
wisdom: 3
accuracy: 8
arcane power: 10
— ABILITIES —
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