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Profile: Fallen Point
{OOC Information}
Name: Rhymer
Email Address: blood_licks@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN Username: kreaturesuzie
Timezone: Australia, East Coast
Number of characters in game: Richard Mayhew - alostscot


{General Information}
Given Name: Helena Campbell
Nicknames: Bambino
Fandom: Mirrormask
Occupation: Circus Performer / Art Student
Education: Home Schooled, currently enrolled in Art College in Manchester.


{Physical Information}
Age/Birthdate: 19yrs, 10 March
Height: 5’5”
Hair: Brown, cut shortish and cropped around her face.
Eyes: Dark hazel/brown
Identifiable Markings: None
Played By: Stephanie Leonidas

{Abilities}
Mental Health: Pretty Sane, though a little eccentric.
Skills: Juggler, gymnast, artist.
Extras: She’s usually got a hackey sack and a box of charcoals.

{Background}
History: Helena is the daughter of Morris and Joanne Campbell. She was raised by both her parents, a ring master and acrobat respectively in the Campbell's Family Circus. She was home schooled, being taught by both her mother, her father and the other members of the circus, and received a well rounded if not unconventional education.

When she was 15, and specializing in being a particularly horrendous teen, her mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor. The night of her mothers operation, Helena had a strange dream where she was stuck inside her own drawings. In the dream she was looking for a Mirrormask, which she found with the help (and often anti-help) of Valentine, a citizen of the city. When she woke up the following morning, it was to discover that her mother had survived the operation. Helena forgot the dream and tried her hardest to be a better daughter.

At least she tried to forget the dream. First the appearance of a strange man who reminded her an awful lot like Valentine. Then there was the occasional movement at the corner of her eye, a shadow she could have sworn looked like a large spider scuttling away from her. Then there was the night, several months later, when she was woken by the sound of pebbles striking her window...

Satisfied that her education was complete, Helena begged her parents to allow her to attend art school. They were reluctant at first, since their own life meant they would be away from their daughter for most of the year, but finally they submitted and let her send away her applications. She calls her Aunt-Nan daily, waiting to hear back from her parents while she starts her first year free of the strict schedule of the Campbells Family Circus.

Personality: Helena is willful, stubborn and can be quite difficult. She has a temper, which isn't as subdued as most people's, and she takes a lot of things for granted. Despite her parents best efforts to raise her well rounded, she will never be like other teenagers, and finds it difficult to make friends. The close proximity to the other performers has made her withdraw into her own space and value her privacy, and at the same time when she is in the company of others she has less social boundaries than the average girl. She'll make a fart joke with the best of them. She doesn't feel the need to hide her temper, nor does she dampen her joy or sense of humor. If she was in a normal high school, they would brand her the 'weirdo' in a heartbeat.

That said, she's not all bad. She has an amazing creative mind, and her parents have to admit that she is extremely talented for a young woman with no formal training. A quirky sense of humor is what draws people in, though she can be very dry it is all dismissed with a wry grin. There is a lot of the clown in her, with no inhibitions she is the first one to pull a stupid face or juggle bananas to lighten the mood. Though she went through a faze when she was younger, she now has no problems dressing up 'like an idiot', provided there is an audience to entertain. Being older, wiser, and allowed to pursue her own dreams has made her appreciate her father more, and his own dreams of running the circus. She will put off doing something she doesn't like, but will do it in the end without too much grumbling. She is loyal to her friends and willing to open her mind to new ideas, if she's in the mood. All in all, despite her unconventional childhood, she's as complex and shallow as an 18 year old girl should be..

Likes: Drawing, her family, dreaming, juggling (to an extent)
Dislikes: Life on the road, nightmares, being told what she can and can't do.

{Optional Information}

Goals/Dreams: To become an artist, or illustrator.
Talents or Hobbies: Drawing, juggling, tight-rope walking, tumbling.
Style of Dress: Jeans, t-shirts, jacket, practical boots/shoes.
Family: Father - Morris, Mother - Joanne, the rest of the circus troupe.
Friends: No really close friends (unless you count Valentine).
Enemies: The Black Queen
Religion: Agnostic
Astrological Sign: Pisces
Soundtrack: Mirrormask Soundtrack, Unkle Ho - Circus Maximus.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Past Relationships: None (again, unless you count Valentine.)


Sample RP:
It came and went; her access to the City. Some weeks she was there every night. Sometimes she didn't see Valentine for days. There was no real pattern to it, not that she could see. At first she thought it was something she did, but time showed her it had little to do with her. She suspected in the back of her mind that it was the City itself that let her in. She wasn't always welcome. They didn't always need her.

When she was there it was the same as it had been the first time. Everything felt soft, blurred around the edges. She would sit with Valentine in the Tower and they would talk nonsense, or together they would stroll through the City streets while he ranted and raved and she laughed and how absurd he could be. Time was fractured, memory slippery. Just like a dream. A re-occurring dream. But it was wasn't just a dream. It was more.

Once or twice their wanderings had brought them to the steps of the palace. Helena had wanted to go in, to see the Queen, but didn't think it would be polite. She couldn't just visit the Queen, could she? Valentine had encouraged her, but Helena knew he would just make a scene. He was still bitter about there not being any reward.

They never discussed a destination for their walks. Still Helena always felt that Valentine was guiding her, keeping her on the right path. She didn't mind. History had taught her where the wrong path could lead her, if she strayed too far into darkness.

She looked forward to her times with Valentine. Missed him when he wasn't there. He was her confidant, her friend. Someone who wasn't involved in her real life; a sounding board for all her ideas and dreams. Even when he called her 'daft', or 'bonkers', she knew deep down he didn't mean it. Not really.

She could tell him anything.

So why didn't she tell him she was scared of all the windows? That she was sure, if she looked through one, she'd see someone that wasn't her, looking back..

Sample Journal Entry:

Helena’s journal will mostly be artworks, snippits of her own drawings and collections of quotes and things. Not really a linear log as such, since she is an artist, though it will reflect her mood and external influences at the time. I’ll put samples up in her journal. 

Plot Ties: A bit of romance, a bit of coming of age, some challenges, a possible injury down the line. Mainly just challenges to her personality, forcing her to open up more with others, and become more responsible.