Leia vereabelle

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Ayyy homeslice I'm @1-800-LANEBOY on wattpad and i saw the creepypasta oc review thing so yee here's my oc

name; Leia Oliver Verabelle

spookynoodles name - n/a. she doesn't have one, although when the killings started, people had begun to call her 'dolly', since her clothing style seemed like that of a doll; they would catch glimpses of her after she left a home.
(Spookynoodles is now the only word I accept now)
age - during death date / appearance - 25

what are they?; ghost; death explained later on.
(Dope)
weight; While in a solid form, she weighs 135 lbs.

hair and eye color; Leia's hair color is/was a dirty blonde shade. Before she died, her hair got dyed shades of blues and greens. near the roots, and the roots too, of course, would be where her natural hair would show. her eye color is a dull gray color.

Clothing; Leia wears a black and white doll style dress, the collar being white, along with the hem and buttons of the dress, while the rest is black. her shoes are just some regular boots that go about 5 inches below her knees [she was buried in these clothes.]
(Good. Everyone always wants shit that goes above the knee in a slightly whorish way like no one needs to see your lady parts while you kill them)

personality; Leia is a boring person, and keeps to herself, although she isn't shy. When you get to know her, she can be a lot more fun, and is a pretty good friend.

Background story !! I'm going to keep it shorter than the actual story, and just put the most important details together. Leia was at the age of 25 when she moved in to an apartment with her friend, Alice. Alice was dating a mafia leader, although no one knew, up until their deaths. One day, Alice and her boyfriend got into an argument. The argument was crazy, one thing lead to another, and Alice's boyfriend had killed her, with a kitchen knife [note; Alice thought nothing of him getting the knife. She thought it was just to get her scared.] Leia came down, and just as she was dialing 911, she also got stabbed, to 'prevent witnesses'. About 5 months after she was buried, some kids played with a Ouija board on her grave [aka something that should, in all seriousness, never be done], which had brought her 'back to life' ['wake me up inside' begins to play] although it was her spirit that was awakened, not Leia's corpse. She began to kill happy couples, since she believed that if Alice couldn't have a good relationship, no one else did. [low-key my angry baby needs love r.i.p her]

weapon; chainsaw, uses saw torture

[ http://www.medievality.com/saw.html ] , and sometimes just swings around the chainsaw [think of spongebob doing that 'aRoUnD tOWn'. also, her swinging it would be if it were a massacre.] sometimes uses her fists.

shipped with; no one yet.

Extra;

·due to being underground for so long, half her face is decomposed. Her left side has part of the eye fully exposed,
along with part of her lips.
(Dope)
·being a ghost, she is used to black magic. [ ok let me explain this; i believe that when a being dies, they kinda have a built in magic; ex, a good person good magic, while a bad person black magic.] in fact, she knows how to use it, and uses it to help her construct her face again.

·she has Alien Hand Syndrome on her right arm.
(What, what does this even have to do with being a ghost?)
·she has an addiction to smoking, and it can't harm her, since her lungs still give oxygen[ she can deal without them, i meAN HER HEART IS PRACTICALLY GONE], but they don't work like a living person's would.

·can have sudden anger tantrums.

·she can choose to stay transparent or solid, although she chooses solid whenever she goes out for a hunt, but while she's just doing regular ghost stuff, she's transparent.

· she is my smol graysexual baby

Alright then, started strong and got weird at the end but not bad
I have to teach students guys and I work as a vet assistant after school so I'm BUSY HOLY FUCK I DONT ALWAYS HAVE TIME
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