Do You Trust Me? | Individual Rp

The Rebel

Tw: Death, fire, guns, honestly everything unpleasant

This is set in a dystopian world, where the poor all have some form of physical handicap like missing an arm, leg or eye. It often happens because of the brutal work they have to do in the factories. Their missing limbs or eyes are replaced with robotic parts. Poor people are called Lesser and are usually in slavery or do factory work. The only way to get out of that is if you're rich, which you can only be when you're born into a rich family or marry into one.

First name: Malou
Last name: Malik
Nicknames: Filfth, Lesser, lovely, M

Age: 23
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her

Sexual orientation: Bi
Romantic orientation: Bi
In or out of the closet: In

Personality:
This is hard to describe. Malou is, like the meaning of her name, bitter. She hates the system of the world, a hate that only increased when she lost her arm and father, her only parent, to a fire at the factory she worked at. She was sold to a rich family and has worked the for the last five years. Secretly, she's just someone who craves affection and attention

Looks:



Tattoos, scars or piercings:
Her arm:



Fears:
- Her employers
- The dark
- Fire
- Water from that one time she almost drowned in a bath tub

Interests:
- To be discovered

Aesthetic:



Outfits: 













Pet(s): 
None

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Scenario's

1: You have been born into a rich family and have been raised with the idea you are better then the Lessers outside of the city walls. Then, on your birthday, your mother and father present you with Malou. She has a metal collar with a green light on and nods slightly at you. Your parents tell you she's your new servant and leave the two of you alone. You..?

2: You can make it up yourself