- Username
Sasuke "Sassy" Firemist
- Who Am I...
I am me and I am the Tradelord of Persistence
- Romantic Interests
All dead
- Relationship Status
Widowed and complicated
- My Story Is...
My story is lengthy these days but I will tell you all that I can without all the whining that I am known for…
Ever since I was little, I have imagined a man that has always looked over me like an imaginary friend. My step father died when I was 9 and I ran off out of sheer grief. I was taught how to survive thanks to this imaginary man. I reached my teen years where I have fought wars, fell in love, married a few times, and had some kids. I was even tortured by my second husband, Yama King. I have widowed each time. Now, I am traveling and wandering around with the man who I have only seen. He is now here! You can see him. You can touch him and feel him.
But why do I wish I was dead?
- My Appearance
Hair: Dirty blonde with streaks of grey.
Fur: Black as night
Eyes: Black cat eye, amber cat eye
Skin: Pale
Makeup: All black
Tattoos: One on the lower back in Tribal style heart and on between my wings as a black heart.
Piercings: Tongue with surgical steel
Clothing: Black cloak, a black top, black jeans, and flat ankle high boots. Hand knitted black gloves as well. Hand knitted socks of dark grey with the broken mirror symbol in pink.
Carry: A large satchel
- Inventory
Travel sewing kit, a vial of blood, yarn, crochet hooks, wedding rings on a necklace, liger named Kwazii, knitting needles, a notepad, pencils, pens, and money.
- My Secrets Are...
My uncle isn’t who he pretends to be…
- I Believe...
That I may be just a tool.
- Species
