『My birth name:』 Catherine Amery
『Call me:』 Cat
『Many years I've suffered:』 10
『Last time I check, I was:』 Female
『I'm many things, but they call me a(n):』 Living marionette
『My specialities:』 Being a doll, there's not a lot that she can do that isn't a skill. She can walk, dance, wiggle her fingers(to an extent), pick things up, and even speak. Usually, she carries her marionette's handle on her back, like a giant cross. It's not quite so giant to others, though, as she's only about three feet tall.
『Bio:』 Her creator was a magician, but a woodworker. He created her, and a handful of other living toys, but she's the only one that survived a fire in his workshop. He was caught in the fire, but she managed to get out scorched. After the loss of her master, she was a free doll and could roam the earth, but who would accept a living marionette? No one. Everyone turned her out, until she discovered the carnival. Immediately, the carnies took her in as a performer.
『Other:』 Though she's ten years old, that's only the amount of time she's been conscious. The doll is about ten years old as well, but she has the appearance of a young woman, which will never change.
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Description:
Her hair is down to her mid-back and brown, and it's all cut rather angular. Her bangs come down just to the top of her eyes, and are very square. The main part of her hair comes down to a square end, as well. It's very eerily hair-like, though.
Cat's eyes are a deep blue, but fairly lifeless, being a doll. There's just a bit of shine painted into them. They're easily changed, though--just paint over them.
Her skin is porcelain-looking, though no one's quite sure what it's made of. The joints in her limbs work pretty well, and there are strings that come out of her hands, feet, and head. They're all attached to the marionette handle that she usually wears like a backpack. No one's ever tried to snip the strings, but Catherine is too afraid to let anyone try, lest she lose consciousness.
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