Your name is Aime Clayworth, and you come from a family of HIGH REPUTE and REPUTATION. You are their oldest and only child and now that both of them are gone you have INHERITED their vast WEATH and ESTATE. You miss them a lot and ever since the TRAGIC ACCIDENT that TOOK THEM FROM YOU, you have had a few BEHAVORIAL ISSUES. Mostly of the more REBELLIOUS and PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE kind.
You make your home in LONDON, ENGLAND in a very lovely home accross from a very lovely park.There is also a lane of CHERRY TREES that the street is named after.
You have a veraity of INTERESTS which include TEA PARTIES as well as watching CLASSIC ANIMATED FILMS. You have a talent for EMBORDARY and SWEING and sometiems you MAKE DRESSES just so you look pretty. You also spend a lot of time GETTING SAID DRESSES DIRTY by playing GAMES and CLIMBING TREES in the park. You also love to FLY KITES on warm spring mornings and MAKES CHALK DRAWINGS. Sometimes you also DANCE as if you ACUTALLY KNOW HOW when in reality, you don’t.
Your guardian is PRACTICALLY PERFECT IN EVERY WAY as that fuking fake ass measuring tape of hers tells you and you hate he from her stupid flavor changing LSD to her goddamn umbrellakind specibus. You hate her, you’e sure of it. You’re not a spoiled brat or something. You know her real name but you like to call her just NANNY.
You use the GLOVKIND abstratus and the CARPETBAG MODUS are per your NANNY’S request. How DARE she tell you what to do, you know, being the ONLY ADULT in your LIFE RIGHT NOW. Perfect your tuckus.
On pesterchum you use the handle tattingGlider and you type in PINK.
You are the Rouge of Time in the Land of Rooftops and Chalk.
((parts found on homestuckresourcess, by oreotastical, chaintalim and other unlisted sourcess.))
((she is literally one big Mary Poppins reference. Thank you candiedrust for writing out the part about her guardian.))
Bonus(also by candiedrust, i might make panels for it later)):
You don’t understand, but you still think that in this case, a spoonful of sugar wont fix any shit. Her magical lsd drink won’t be enough this time.
==> Play with the Broken locket
She said she’d leave you when it broke. You really thought she was blowing it out her ass with her timelord-y bullshit and magical hoohah, but it seems she wasnt.
==> She was practically perfect in every way.
==> it’s not fucking fair.