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I UPDATED HER DRAWING APP SHE DOESNT HAVE TO BE FAKE ANYMORE WITH HER OUTFITS!!!!

Name: Goldi Lockes
Fairy Tale: Goldilocks And The Three Bears
Origin: Fabula
Home: Japanese Forest
Age: 19 years old
Gender: Female
Height: 5’4
Weight: 115 lbs
Species: Human
Team: Hunter
Occupation: Butcher

Skills:
Aiming (it can be with a bow and arrow, or her blow darts)
Lockpicking (Locks are very easy to get into if she has the right tools…Or maybe she’ll just kick a door open.)
Weaknesses:
Bad temper- She can snap at you very easily if she doesn’t get her way. She will try to act as angry as she can, but for the most part it turns to angry crying.
The bears that follow her.
Abilities:
Very quick on her feet whether it be dodging objects or just plain running away from something.
Good at lying, can make something very believable to gullible people. (Especially bear’s that were in the middle of the forest…)
The three bears. The ghosts of the three bears in which she kill follow her everywhere. And while they aren’t tormenting the hell out of her, they are very useful for listening in on information, even if its in a room that she’s not in. But sometimes, they tend to lie to her about what has been said, just to watch her embarrassment.

Weapon:
Blow darts. Goldi likes being quiet as she hunts, not making any sounds but the sound of her target collapsing. Has very colorful darts that she decorated herself. All are soaked in arsenic almost daily.
Seraph: N/A
Book: N/A

Likes:
Pelts
Hunting
Things that are just right
Setting things on fire
Chocolate
Meat
Sleeping

Dislikes:
Porridge
Anything too hot/hard
Anything too cold/soft
Bears (Or any animal in general)
When things don’t go her way
Pacifists

-Personality-

To put it nicely, Goldi is bat shit crazy. She has a very absurd thinking process, causing many of her actions to be immature and absolutely unethical, to say the least. Causing her to be very adventurous and open to try all the wrong things. She never cares about how much trouble her actions will get her in, as long as she has fun on the way. Goldi has a very bubbly vibe to her, at a first glance. Hearing her voice you’d always think she is in a good mood, but closely hearing the things she says will change that thought of yours very quickly. Although she may always sound giddy, her blood lust for animals is strong, and she is very blunt about it. Goldi is never afraid to speak openly about her fun of killing animals, no matter who she is speaking to, nor is she afraid of just speaking her mind about anything to anyone. Her blunt comments will always be lead with a witty or sarcastic joke afterwards, because she always feels the need to be funny, especially when she believes something she is saying is funny. She is very dead set on her opinions, and it is very rare for someone to change her view on things. Some will say she’s just a very stubborn girl, or maybe just a cocky asshole, but she just thinks she is always right.
-Background-
  She didn’t want to be in the forest all alone. What 12 year old girl would want to be alone in the forest? She missed her mother and father, but her father insisted that this would be good for her training to be the best hunter there is. She wasn’t to come back to them without at least one pelt of an animal, even if it was just a measly rabbit. But Goldi didn’t want to do that. She wanted a challenge. She wanted her father to be extra proud of her, and bringing back a small little rabbit pelt would just be a slight pat on the back and nothing else. But if she brought back something big...Like a bear pelt! She’d be the talk of the village! The townspeople would cheer her name. And that’s what she wanted.
  As the young, blonde curly haired girl trudged her tiny legs down a clearing in the forest, up ahead appeared a small little brick house. The chimney upon the roof blew dark black smoke, signaling there had to be someone inside. The little girl was very tired and very hungry, so it wouldn’t hurt to stop for a rest and maybe a bite to eat. Who in their right mind would reject the plea of such a sweet, innocent little child?
  She inched nearer to the house, the features of the exterior becoming larger within her vision with each step she took. The size of the door didn’t seem normal for a person to have. She lifted her small hand to the large, wooden door. And with a single, light knock, the door opened, revealing an empty house. The silence was unsettling to the little girl, but she continued on inside anyways. She was hungry, she didn’t have time to think about the consequences of being killed by spooky monsters. Even the interior of this house seemed larger than average. Maybe it was just because she was shorter at the time, but her house definitely did not have furniture this size.
  Inside the house was a large round table, with a large chair, a slightly smaller chair, and a chair that looked like an average chair to Goldi. At least they had one seat that fit her taste. Among the table was 3 bowls filled with gross looking muck. But there was no time to think about how gross it looked, she was starving. The first two bowls were burning hot and freezing cold, however that managed to happen, but the one in front of the chair she seated herself in, was the perfect temperature for her little mouth.
  She took a few bites before finally getting sick of the gross mush, not being able to stomach the rest of it. So instead, she ventured further into the house. She came across another large, wooden door which was wide open, so she invited herself inside to the cozy looking room, which contained 3 beds. Her small stride felt each bed with a slight touch. The first one, which was rather large, felt like a rock. The second one, which was large but not quite as large as the first one, felt like air...But not the good kind. The kind of air that would take away your house with one sweep. At last, she reached the perfect sized bed. She rested her hand upon the mattress, and it was perfect for her to rest her head upon. Crawling right into the comfortable bed, she dozed off instantly, for what it seemed like only 2 seconds. She awoke quickly to the sound of roars and 3 figures at the open door. Her dark eyes focused upon the blurry figures, which quickly turned out to be 3 big, brown bears.
  Her father would love this! She would bring back not one, but THREE bear pelts! Plus, they would be eating like kings for the rest of their lives! Hopping out of the extremely comfortable bed, she rummaged through her tiny leather satchel, and grabbed her blow dart pipe. It was already loaded, because her father didn’t trust she would be fast enough to load it while in contact with an animal. Quickly blowing, she hit the smallest one first, the arsenic hitting it quickly. The loud wail of the second largest bear hit her ears as it frantically examined the smallest creature. Which is when she hit that one. She just needed the last one...And she’d be the best hunter in the world!
  But the biggest bear seemed the most aggressive. It lunged towards her, causing her to shoot as many darts as it as she could. She felt the claws of it hitting her left eye as soon as she heard the darts hitting its body. As she fell down to the ground, along with the largest bear whom fell on top of her, she could have sworn she felt something sharp go into her thigh…
  And just like that, she woke up on the ground in the forest, with all three very dead bears watching her, a large, warm pelt around her shoulders, and a missing eye.

  Now, she is haunted and tormented by the 3 bears from that brick house as revenge for her killing them. Her love for hunting has grown over the years, and now she makes a living by selling her kill to people of Fabula. Although she still doesn't know how in the world she got there.

Relationship status: Single
Orientation: People are gross. (Bisexual, but she loves herself some pretty girls)
Relationships: N/A

OTHER:
-She tends to talk to the three bears a lot, seeming crazy to others. Others are not able to see the bears.
-The bears are assholes and tend to tease Goldi. But who can blame them?

Description

I UPDATED HER DRAWING APP SHE DOESNT HAVE TO BE FAKE ANYMORE WITH HER OUTFITS!!!!

Name: Goldi Lockes
Fairy Tale: Goldilocks And The Three Bears
Origin: Fabula
Home: Japanese Forest
Age: 19 years old
Gender: Female
Height: 5’4
Weight: 115 lbs
Species: Human
Team: Hunter
Occupation: Butcher

Skills:
Aiming (it can be with a bow and arrow, or her blow darts)
Lockpicking (Locks are very easy to get into if she has the right tools…Or maybe she’ll just kick a door open.)
Weaknesses:
Bad temper- She can snap at you very easily if she doesn’t get her way. She will try to act as angry as she can, but for the most part it turns to angry crying.
The bears that follow her.
Abilities:
Very quick on her feet whether it be dodging objects or just plain running away from something.
Good at lying, can make something very believable to gullible people. (Especially bear’s that were in the middle of the forest…)
The three bears. The ghosts of the three bears in which she kill follow her everywhere. And while they aren’t tormenting the hell out of her, they are very useful for listening in on information, even if its in a room that she’s not in. But sometimes, they tend to lie to her about what has been said, just to watch her embarrassment.

Weapon:
Blow darts. Goldi likes being quiet as she hunts, not making any sounds but the sound of her target collapsing. Has very colorful darts that she decorated herself. All are soaked in arsenic almost daily.
Seraph: N/A
Book: N/A

Likes:
Pelts
Hunting
Things that are just right
Setting things on fire
Chocolate
Meat
Sleeping

Dislikes:
Porridge
Anything too hot/hard
Anything too cold/soft
Bears (Or any animal in general)
When things don’t go her way
Pacifists

-Personality-

To put it nicely, Goldi is bat shit crazy. She has a very absurd thinking process, causing many of her actions to be immature and absolutely unethical, to say the least. Causing her to be very adventurous and open to try all the wrong things. She never cares about how much trouble her actions will get her in, as long as she has fun on the way. Goldi has a very bubbly vibe to her, at a first glance. Hearing her voice you’d always think she is in a good mood, but closely hearing the things she says will change that thought of yours very quickly. Although she may always sound giddy, her blood lust for animals is strong, and she is very blunt about it. Goldi is never afraid to speak openly about her fun of killing animals, no matter who she is speaking to, nor is she afraid of just speaking her mind about anything to anyone. Her blunt comments will always be lead with a witty or sarcastic joke afterwards, because she always feels the need to be funny, especially when she believes something she is saying is funny. She is very dead set on her opinions, and it is very rare for someone to change her view on things. Some will say she’s just a very stubborn girl, or maybe just a cocky asshole, but she just thinks she is always right.
-Background-
  She didn’t want to be in the forest all alone. What 12 year old girl would want to be alone in the forest? She missed her mother and father, but her father insisted that this would be good for her training to be the best hunter there is. She wasn’t to come back to them without at least one pelt of an animal, even if it was just a measly rabbit. But Goldi didn’t want to do that. She wanted a challenge. She wanted her father to be extra proud of her, and bringing back a small little rabbit pelt would just be a slight pat on the back and nothing else. But if she brought back something big...Like a bear pelt! She’d be the talk of the village! The townspeople would cheer her name. And that’s what she wanted.
  As the young, blonde curly haired girl trudged her tiny legs down a clearing in the forest, up ahead appeared a small little brick house. The chimney upon the roof blew dark black smoke, signaling there had to be someone inside. The little girl was very tired and very hungry, so it wouldn’t hurt to stop for a rest and maybe a bite to eat. Who in their right mind would reject the plea of such a sweet, innocent little child?
  She inched nearer to the house, the features of the exterior becoming larger within her vision with each step she took. The size of the door didn’t seem normal for a person to have. She lifted her small hand to the large, wooden door. And with a single, light knock, the door opened, revealing an empty house. The silence was unsettling to the little girl, but she continued on inside anyways. She was hungry, she didn’t have time to think about the consequences of being killed by spooky monsters. Even the interior of this house seemed larger than average. Maybe it was just because she was shorter at the time, but her house definitely did not have furniture this size.
  Inside the house was a large round table, with a large chair, a slightly smaller chair, and a chair that looked like an average chair to Goldi. At least they had one seat that fit her taste. Among the table was 3 bowls filled with gross looking muck. But there was no time to think about how gross it looked, she was starving. The first two bowls were burning hot and freezing cold, however that managed to happen, but the one in front of the chair she seated herself in, was the perfect temperature for her little mouth.
  She took a few bites before finally getting sick of the gross mush, not being able to stomach the rest of it. So instead, she ventured further into the house. She came across another large, wooden door which was wide open, so she invited herself inside to the cozy looking room, which contained 3 beds. Her small stride felt each bed with a slight touch. The first one, which was rather large, felt like a rock. The second one, which was large but not quite as large as the first one, felt like air...But not the good kind. The kind of air that would take away your house with one sweep. At last, she reached the perfect sized bed. She rested her hand upon the mattress, and it was perfect for her to rest her head upon. Crawling right into the comfortable bed, she dozed off instantly, for what it seemed like only 2 seconds. She awoke quickly to the sound of roars and 3 figures at the open door. Her dark eyes focused upon the blurry figures, which quickly turned out to be 3 big, brown bears.
  Her father would love this! She would bring back not one, but THREE bear pelts! Plus, they would be eating like kings for the rest of their lives! Hopping out of the extremely comfortable bed, she rummaged through her tiny leather satchel, and grabbed her blow dart pipe. It was already loaded, because her father didn’t trust she would be fast enough to load it while in contact with an animal. Quickly blowing, she hit the smallest one first, the arsenic hitting it quickly. The loud wail of the second largest bear hit her ears as it frantically examined the smallest creature. Which is when she hit that one. She just needed the last one...And she’d be the best hunter in the world!
  But the biggest bear seemed the most aggressive. It lunged towards her, causing her to shoot as many darts as it as she could. She felt the claws of it hitting her left eye as soon as she heard the darts hitting its body. As she fell down to the ground, along with the largest bear whom fell on top of her, she could have sworn she felt something sharp go into her thigh…
  And just like that, she woke up on the ground in the forest, with all three very dead bears watching her, a large, warm pelt around her shoulders, and a missing eye.

  Now, she is haunted and tormented by the 3 bears from that brick house as revenge for her killing them. Her love for hunting has grown over the years, and now she makes a living by selling her kill to people of Fabula. Although she still doesn't know how in the world she got there.

Relationship status: Single
Orientation: People are gross. (Bisexual, but she loves herself some pretty girls)
Relationships: N/A

OTHER:
-She tends to talk to the three bears a lot, seeming crazy to others. Others are not able to see the bears.
-The bears are assholes and tend to tease Goldi. But who can blame them?