| Beatrix Addams Hallow |
 “I too, am strange and unusual.” |
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Basic Information |
| First Name | Beatrix |
| Surname | Hallow |
| Nicknames: | Nicknames: CLOSE friends and family: Trixie, Bebe, (pronounced Beh-bee) Specific Friends: Daria(@RavenArtist ):Tricky Bea Friends:Bea, Trix, DOS: Baby, Bees, anything related to beeswax. |
| Alias(es): | None at this point in time |
| Gender: | Assigned female at birth |
| Pronouns: | She They |
| Age: | 22 |
| Height: | 5'4 |
| Weight: | 200 |
| Build: | Chubby but not obese |
| Skin Color: | Dark brown |
| Eye Color: | Hazel with a more orange color |
| Hair Style: | Bob cut with V-shapes |
| Hair color: | Black |
| Fashion: | Alternative/Goth schoolgirl |
| Abnormalities: | Quiet, unsettling, rather creepy when speaking. Tends to sneak up on people without meaning to. |
| Date of Birth: | October 30th |
| Birthplace: | Japan |
| Nationality: | Korean-Japanese |
| Race: | Black |
| Sexual Orientation: | Demisexual |
| Religious Beliefs: | Spiritual but not religious |
| Political Beliefs: | (In American terms) more liberal sided, grew up in an extremist republicanm household |
| General Appearance |
| Appearance: | Beatrix Hallow is a rather unsettling woman who stands at only 5'4. She seems to carry a sense of dread wherever she steps, only highlighted by her usual black, spooky attire. She wears her hair in a short bob cut with long V-shaped bangs that seem to hide her expressions on her face. Despite this, she has piercing hazel eyes that seem to stare into your soul; with that fact, she has such a deadpan expression at almost all times. |
| Personality: | Rather uninterested when it doesn't involve things she is interested in. Often seen as rude or disrespectful due to not being able to control her facial expressions very well. |
| Diseases/Illnesses: | Asthma |
| Character Voice: | Character Voice: Monotone/flat most of the time, but occasionally seems interested or annoyed. Barely ever yells. Think Lydia Deetz from Beetlejuice Voice Claim |
| Equipment: | Bat phone, Royal umbrella, Inhaler. Anyanator earrings, bat headband. |
| Clothes: |   |
| Hobbies: | Anything related to bats or taxidermy, occasionally dabbles in photography of landscapes, specifically forests. |
| Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities: | Has a severe anxiety disorder that causes her to go mute for periods of time. It can last from hours to days. Due to this, she tends to smoke to relieve the anxiety, but it ends up making it worse. |
| Skills: | Good at photography or editing photos, |
| Quirks: | Gothic, Smart, Creepy. |
| Family: | Hallow |
| Backstory |
Beatrix Hallow is an average-height girl with dark brown skin who is a bit on the overweight side by a few pounds. She was a chunky girl compared to other students, but she paid no mind to it, as they seemed to steer clear of her; she didn’t know why herself, but it was due to the fact that she had a rather standoffish and unsettling vibe to her as she walked. Her attire mainly consisted of black school uniforms with light gray undershirts and a darker gray skirt. On top of all this, she had a black bob cut with V-shaped bangs that seemed to hide her expression still somehow, but her eyes said it all. ‘I don’t care. ’ Beatrix is a relatively quiet girl who sticks to herself, having been sheltered and rather unsocialized since she was a small child. Truth be told, she only managed to start getting out in the world when she turned 18, and started going to the high school a town over from where she lived, Karakura High. She didn’t talk much, often resorting to sign language due to the fact that she had a severe anxiety disorder from not being socialized outside as a child, along with the fact that even with her parents' strict supervision with online usage, there were quiet a few creeps that seemed to slip through the cracks of their tight grip on their sweet girl. While she had been able to have somewhat of an online presence, it was monitored 24/7 by her parents, who had a strict schedule for her; this included homebound teaching from a private tutor. All her childhood, she had *something* going on. It didn’t matter if it was some kind of class or activity as long as it was done at home, where her parents could keep a watchful eye on their only child. Once she had officially turned 18 and, in her parents' eyes, did not need much attention as she would have if she were still 8. She was left to herself, with no true warning other than “Don’t get into trouble”. Since then, she's mostly been on her own, taking the bus wherever she needed, saving up for a bike that she had her eyes set on for the longest time, but that took time, time she'd be willing to wait. Until then, she's been doing her best trying to move on with each passing day despite the issues she faces with anxiety and a late-in-life diagnosis with Post Traumatic Stress due to the previously mentioned situations. |
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