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Joining Application #381 - Harlequin Westward

Name
Harlequin Ray Westward
Nicknames
Harley
Date of Birth
Thursday, May 18, 1989
Age
34
Gender
Female
Species
Were
Animal
Panther
Ethnicity
Italian Mutt
Natural Hair Color
Dark Brunette
Predominent Eye Color
Violet
Height
5.2
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Living
Unknown
Power
Metal Manipulation
Weakness
Recklessness
Face Claim
Lauren Mellor
Played By
Panik
Other Information
She has a long tumultuous past. She has been through a lot, more darkness and heartbreak than one could bare. She has a sharp tongue and is not afraid to tell someone where to go and just how to get there. She has learned to become independent at a very young age because of the loss of her parents and being alone doesn't frighten her, actually it was quite the opposite. She is dreadfully afraid of losing those that are held near and dear those very select few (which she ends up losing anyways, one way or another fate is cruel cruel bitch). In one night she lost her parents and her brother, even though he is still very much alive, it was like he died to her because he blames her. All the security and comfort she had was unhinged. She is not afraid to bring it all down just to start anew. She is reluctant to let anyone in, but she doesn't stop living. She is incredibly jaded with how she views the world and yet still finds her own unique fun within it. She built the fort knox of walls around her heart, claiming its the only way. She wears a mask with her sarcasm and crude remarks which only hides her pain. She is most likely to find herself at the end of a gun with her unfiltered mouth, often times getting herself in a world of trouble. It is a wonder she hasn't died with all the mayhem that this little firecracker has caused. She is not everyone's cup of tea but that is fine by her.

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