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“If you want to view paradise simply look around and view it . . . ”

Name: Bennadette Redden (some of you might know her as Gothella, that name was one she gave to herself after her death when she found herself all alone, but now she has taken back her given birth name, in honor of her mother and her family.)
Race: Corrupted Snow Sprite
Age: Looks to be around 18 maybe a year younger or a year older, true age is unknown
Hight: 5’ 3’’
Weight: 125 lb
Tower: Void
Appearance: For the most part she has the appearance of a human with snow white skin. If you are lucky enough to get her to stay still for a bit you can notice that round her iris’s there is a “solar flare” of bright purple telling her blood color (Need to add that to the pic). Along with the strange eyes she bares freckles on shoulders, face, chest, thighs, and hips. She also has dimples in her hips, Which she hates. Her hair is always a light blue and is quite thick. It is so long that it drags just a little bit behind her, but she does not give a care about it because she loves brushing it out and cleaning it anyways.
Personality: When she first came to Himes she was a happy bouncy girl, the type that was annoying to tell the truth. But now she has calmed down a bit having learned she need to tone it down and try to stay in line, you never want to draw too much of a crowd. Although with all of this change she still can be giggly and overly excited given the right chance to be like that. Playing and fooling around are her favorite things to do, if you like to play tricks then she will jump right in with you~
Excitable, impish, giggly, sometimes quite and scluded
Likes:
The color red
All types of cakes, fav is German Chocolate and Cheese cake
Fairytale books
Dog like creatures and cats, loves calico the best
Tentacles and octopuses
:bullletgreen: Has a love/hate relationship with wolves . . . yha know they kind of killed her, but she made some good friends of them in her forest.
LOVES sweets, she a bit addicted to them.

Dislikes/Fears:
Hates people who are mean all the time, but will still poke at them just to get them mad
Summers are not her best months/season, she does not do well in the heat
Toads and frogs, Slimy and bumpy is a huge NO
loud thunder, rain is a blessing its just the sound of thunder that spooks her
Tropical fruits like bananas and kiwis. They are weird tasting!
HATES Humans, even the thought of them makes her mad

Background: Bennadette used to live with her grandmother and her mother, her father was out of the picture after she was only 2 weeks old. He had been killed in a raid against his factory which he had owned, all their wealth came from the money earned by the goods they made, fine clothing made from furs and expensive cloths. Once her father had died and the factory was renamed to her uncle they were not allowed to obtain any of the money now. Her uncle kicked them out of the family estate and in need she went to her mothers house out of town and hidden in the woods, the name of Redden was mud now.
Bennadette grew up there with while her brother had head off to work in a city far from the home so he could help pay for food and other things of the sort. He had been gone for about 5 years before he decided to head back now having enough saved to fix up the home and keep food on the table for a long time. As a thank you Benna had used her birthday money which was a few coins to buy him a pumpkin bread, he loved pumpkins so much and she loved the bread.
By the time the sun was setting she was heading back from the village bakery and was headed srait back home. Her brother must have been home now! He would be so happy to see her with a warm sweet. Humming she walked along a dirt path over grown with red poppies even in the thick winter that was this season. As she walked it got darker and darker with a over cast of snow clouds that let its flaky white peices float down. But with the snow covering tha path fast she had gotten lost, cold and scared.
The next thing she heard was a sniff, a growl and a bark of a wolf. Not just one, but a pack. They curcled her as she tried to moved away. With a loud scream as one jumpped at her she saw her world go dark as she fainted dead from a bite on her neck.
The snow still fell even with all the blood and ripped red cloak sprung about, her body would be hidden for months with no hope of being found by anyone. So as the season passed to warmer she became the earth and woke up one day as a little snow sprite, kind and white as fresh snow.
Being small she decided to walk back to where her family was supposed to be. But once she came to her old home it was gone, only the ruins of the house remained. It was burned from a long ago maybe even centuries. Realizing what had happened to her family and all the years she had missed her young mind broke. It made her mad, anyone who came near her forest would get lost and die. There was only be at least 2 survived and got telling of a lovely woman who lured people away and ate them.
She was this woman, Benna had obtained the body of a girl and made it her own so that she would have more/ easier ways to move around faster. So being some what human stories popped up about her, a witch, a demon, a siren. But in nature she was a murder. But on a long spring day she was chased right out of her forest by fire, the villagers had set the forest aflame to get her out and shoo away her murder and bad luck.
Surely enough she was all alone and having all she knew stripped of her she was even on the verge of breaking some more till she found Himes. There was a huge rumor of a place with no humans and where it was okay to be like she was. She could swear this would be a heaven.

Extra Info
Her blood is a neon purple and taste sweet
She has lots of cloaks of all colors, her red one being her prized one.
She can go between her sprite and human like form, but prefers not to be in her real form or any of the other sprite like forms she can posses. The size of her sprite form is about the average size of a cat.
Her small sprite form can grow to what looks like a strange wolf/goat sprite . . . she is hostile when like this, but this form is rare to happen.
She possesses two main forms, a small sprite and this human like one she has. Although given a freshly killed or dead body she can take over it and if she wishes to redo the creatures features to suit her own taste.

Chatroom Availability: I love to go to the chat and will try to be in it often. Although I get nervous and might not talk much . . .
IM Availability: Anytime, will reply as soon as possible (notes ^3^)
Script Sample:
Bennadette: Ahhhh . . . Hello aren't you a strange creature. *Tilts her head looking at the person in front her, She smiled at them* Would you like a cup of tea? I make a excellent honey and strawberry tea.
Paragraph Sample: The footsteps against the marble where subtle as she walked quietly. Looking from side to side she gave a small sight to the chilling air. Winter was heavy again and even making the manshion have a cold, this season was always unfair anyways. Crossing her arms and looking around she spotted a hanging picture of some strange bird, squid, dog thing wagging its tail at her. “ . . . What a strange thing to paint . . . oh well.” Speaking quietly to herself she poked the painting with a thumb.

Description

“If you want to view paradise simply look around and view it . . . ”

Name: Bennadette Redden (some of you might know her as Gothella, that name was one she gave to herself after her death when she found herself all alone, but now she has taken back her given birth name, in honor of her mother and her family.)
Race: Corrupted Snow Sprite
Age: Looks to be around 18 maybe a year younger or a year older, true age is unknown
Hight: 5’ 3’’
Weight: 125 lb
Tower: Void
Appearance: For the most part she has the appearance of a human with snow white skin. If you are lucky enough to get her to stay still for a bit you can notice that round her iris’s there is a “solar flare” of bright purple telling her blood color (Need to add that to the pic). Along with the strange eyes she bares freckles on shoulders, face, chest, thighs, and hips. She also has dimples in her hips, Which she hates. Her hair is always a light blue and is quite thick. It is so long that it drags just a little bit behind her, but she does not give a care about it because she loves brushing it out and cleaning it anyways.
Personality: When she first came to Himes she was a happy bouncy girl, the type that was annoying to tell the truth. But now she has calmed down a bit having learned she need to tone it down and try to stay in line, you never want to draw too much of a crowd. Although with all of this change she still can be giggly and overly excited given the right chance to be like that. Playing and fooling around are her favorite things to do, if you like to play tricks then she will jump right in with you~
Excitable, impish, giggly, sometimes quite and scluded
Likes:
The color red
All types of cakes, fav is German Chocolate and Cheese cake
Fairytale books
Dog like creatures and cats, loves calico the best
Tentacles and octopuses
:bullletgreen: Has a love/hate relationship with wolves . . . yha know they kind of killed her, but she made some good friends of them in her forest.
LOVES sweets, she a bit addicted to them.

Dislikes/Fears:
Hates people who are mean all the time, but will still poke at them just to get them mad
Summers are not her best months/season, she does not do well in the heat
Toads and frogs, Slimy and bumpy is a huge NO
loud thunder, rain is a blessing its just the sound of thunder that spooks her
Tropical fruits like bananas and kiwis. They are weird tasting!
HATES Humans, even the thought of them makes her mad

Background: Bennadette used to live with her grandmother and her mother, her father was out of the picture after she was only 2 weeks old. He had been killed in a raid against his factory which he had owned, all their wealth came from the money earned by the goods they made, fine clothing made from furs and expensive cloths. Once her father had died and the factory was renamed to her uncle they were not allowed to obtain any of the money now. Her uncle kicked them out of the family estate and in need she went to her mothers house out of town and hidden in the woods, the name of Redden was mud now.
Bennadette grew up there with while her brother had head off to work in a city far from the home so he could help pay for food and other things of the sort. He had been gone for about 5 years before he decided to head back now having enough saved to fix up the home and keep food on the table for a long time. As a thank you Benna had used her birthday money which was a few coins to buy him a pumpkin bread, he loved pumpkins so much and she loved the bread.
By the time the sun was setting she was heading back from the village bakery and was headed srait back home. Her brother must have been home now! He would be so happy to see her with a warm sweet. Humming she walked along a dirt path over grown with red poppies even in the thick winter that was this season. As she walked it got darker and darker with a over cast of snow clouds that let its flaky white peices float down. But with the snow covering tha path fast she had gotten lost, cold and scared.
The next thing she heard was a sniff, a growl and a bark of a wolf. Not just one, but a pack. They curcled her as she tried to moved away. With a loud scream as one jumpped at her she saw her world go dark as she fainted dead from a bite on her neck.
The snow still fell even with all the blood and ripped red cloak sprung about, her body would be hidden for months with no hope of being found by anyone. So as the season passed to warmer she became the earth and woke up one day as a little snow sprite, kind and white as fresh snow.
Being small she decided to walk back to where her family was supposed to be. But once she came to her old home it was gone, only the ruins of the house remained. It was burned from a long ago maybe even centuries. Realizing what had happened to her family and all the years she had missed her young mind broke. It made her mad, anyone who came near her forest would get lost and die. There was only be at least 2 survived and got telling of a lovely woman who lured people away and ate them.
She was this woman, Benna had obtained the body of a girl and made it her own so that she would have more/ easier ways to move around faster. So being some what human stories popped up about her, a witch, a demon, a siren. But in nature she was a murder. But on a long spring day she was chased right out of her forest by fire, the villagers had set the forest aflame to get her out and shoo away her murder and bad luck.
Surely enough she was all alone and having all she knew stripped of her she was even on the verge of breaking some more till she found Himes. There was a huge rumor of a place with no humans and where it was okay to be like she was. She could swear this would be a heaven.

Extra Info
Her blood is a neon purple and taste sweet
She has lots of cloaks of all colors, her red one being her prized one.
She can go between her sprite and human like form, but prefers not to be in her real form or any of the other sprite like forms she can posses. The size of her sprite form is about the average size of a cat.
Her small sprite form can grow to what looks like a strange wolf/goat sprite . . . she is hostile when like this, but this form is rare to happen.
She possesses two main forms, a small sprite and this human like one she has. Although given a freshly killed or dead body she can take over it and if she wishes to redo the creatures features to suit her own taste.

Chatroom Availability: I love to go to the chat and will try to be in it often. Although I get nervous and might not talk much . . .
IM Availability: Anytime, will reply as soon as possible (notes ^3^)
Script Sample:
Bennadette: Ahhhh . . . Hello aren't you a strange creature. *Tilts her head looking at the person in front her, She smiled at them* Would you like a cup of tea? I make a excellent honey and strawberry tea.
Paragraph Sample: The footsteps against the marble where subtle as she walked quietly. Looking from side to side she gave a small sight to the chilling air. Winter was heavy again and even making the manshion have a cold, this season was always unfair anyways. Crossing her arms and looking around she spotted a hanging picture of some strange bird, squid, dog thing wagging its tail at her. “ . . . What a strange thing to paint . . . oh well.” Speaking quietly to herself she poked the painting with a thumb.