❛ Those who cling to the dead are doomed to become one of them. ❜

Hi there! You can call me Minnie, or mouse if you’d like.I have been roleplaying on twitter for many years now, though my muse varies. I have roleplayed both canon and original characters in many different verses.I am 26 and go by she/her pronouns.
I am pansexual.I have Autism, ADHD, and anxiety.So I may not always understand the tone and may misunderstand things at times. Thanks to my attention disorder I may forget or miss replies so DO NOT BE AFRAID TO BUMP ME! I would not ghost on purpose. So bump what I owe three days after not receiving a reply, and then again at a week. Longer than that and please DM me.I have multiple accounts and do ask for patience.

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name	Emmiline .	nickname	Emmie.
age	22.	pronouns	she/her.
species	human.	birthdate	December 16th.
sexuality	Pansexual.	origin	Sussex,England.
location	South Korea.	class(es)	European history, antiquities, and paranormal, spiritual, and occult studies.

PERSONALITY Shy guarded exhausted and haunted, Emmiline is a quiet individual even more so than her cousin. She can come across as absentminded or just absent in general. Emmeline rarely wears anything but long sleeves and long skirts as a way to cloak herself from what she fears and dreads. Clings to her cousin whenever they are together, like that of a shadow always there just behind.

⸺ Biography

Early life
Emmiline had a relatively normal childhood if not a bit spoiled. For as long as she remembered when she looked at her parents she saw nothing but adoration. Robert, Adelaide, and little Emmiline Locke. A picture-perfect family.
Her mother was a history and mythology buff, and her father worked with literature.
They were close to her great aunt and great uncle in law and her second cousin Minji, whom Emmie spent summers with.
At the age of thirteen, Emmie and her mother had gone out together. Her father had been at home working on a novel, so the pair went window shopping so he could focus. Her mother warned her against wandering off, but Emmie went chasing a cat into an alleyway. When her mother caught up to her, the pair was cornered. A twitchy man held them at gunpoint. While they cooperated, he panicked when Adelaide reached into her purse. With a sensitive trigger finger, three shots rang out. The coward didn't even look at them when he pulled the trigger, nor when he ran away while the two bled. Emmie was shot in the thigh; bullet grazing her femoral artery. Her mother was shot in two places. Her lower spine, and her left lung and its pulmonary artery. It took minutes for her to pass, staring into her daughters eyes the whole time. She remembers passing out soon after. Emmie was pronounced dead and resuscitated about eight minutes later. At that point, Emmiline's father had arrived. Grieving his wife took the backseat until Emmiline was out of the woods. The aftermath was like a blur for Emmiline. She wasn't able to attend the funeral as she had not recovered well enough. Unless it had to do with his daughter, Robert shut down. He often locked himself in his office to write. Emmiline took to her mothers necklace like an emotional crutch. Once in her possession strange things began to happen. At first, it was movement out of the corner of her eye, the feeling of not being alone or watched, and the smell of perfume as though it were right in front of her. And then one night, Emmiline sat before her vanity and brushed her hair. Something her mother used to do for her almost every night. When she looked up, she saw the reflection of her mother beside her in the mirror. And when she looked to the side, there she was as clear as day. She laughed in disbelief and went to hug her mother who was almost tangible. Her mother told her her soul was tied to the locket. So long as it remained in her possession, her mother would be able to appear when she had the energy. Her father caught on a few weeks later. He caught her talking to her mother, a spirit that he could not see, but Emmie could thanks to her experience escaping death. He was concerned and rightfully so. But she fought her father tooth and nail that her mother was there, attached to her locket and he just couldn't see or hear her. Over the next few weeks, Robert grew angry and frustrated. Emmiline wouldn't stop, wouldn't listen. They had a fight ending with words on both side that should not have been said. When Emmie awoke the next morning, the locket and her mother's presence were gone.Upon confronting her father, he explained that he sold it. He wouldn't tell her where, and for weeks she searched to no avail.
This took a damaging toll on her psyche. Where at first it had only been her mother, now she saw apparitions almost everywhere she went. If they acknowledged her, they wouldn't leave her alone; appearing in her dreams or nightmares until she confronted them. Some were kind, desperately seeking help and closure. Some were cruel, darker spirits who clawed at her mind.
(At this time, visits to her family in Korea ended.)
Emmiline eventually was found by an older woman who was able to enlighten her on what had happened to her. Some mediums are born; others are made. The woman taught her how to deal with the more aggressive spirits, and what her role was when the passive ones sought her out. She was given a journal, and a few sources in case she was in need.
Her father shipped her away to a private academy for high school, and college, tired of her nonsense and the fighting. When she could she helped spirits in need. Along the way, strengthening her curse-like 'gift'. Emmiline learned that a good way to ease the heaviness and terror of her mind was through painting, getting it out as accurately as she could. In her first year of college, Emmiline took control of her funds and transferred to her cousin's college with the help of her great uncle in law. She couldn't bare returning home to her father, and she still had not found the locket she treasured so dearly. o all she knew, it wound up at the bottom of the Thames.Living with her cousin was easier. In the woods, there were less spirits to bother her, and she felt a bit more at peace mentally and emotionally. When she moved with Minji to the college and apartment, the activity picked back up again. But Emmiline tries to be 'normal'. Keeping her head down and not venturing from the apartment shared with Minji unless it is for school, walking with the girl whenever not in class and clinging to her arm. Dark circles are a regular presence under her eyes. She often appears tired and pale during conversation sometimes her eyes glaze over, like she's gone somewhere else. At least, until Minji or someone else shakes her from her reverie. She found a few buyers online who took interest in her paintings, a good way to supply rent and save money. Emmiline uses part of these funds to rent an old building on the outskirts of the campus. This is where she works. Both for art, and her other life activities.

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height	5'4.	weight	120lbs/54kg.
eyes	blue green	hair	Redish blonde.
scars	Clean through gunshot scar on left thigh.	languages	English, Korean, French. Fluent in all but French, sometimes struggles.
ethnicity	European.	faceclaim	Abigail Cowen.
voiceclaim	Hayley Atwell.

APPEARANCE Petite thin build with wavy reddish blonde hair and blue-green eyes. Long dark eyelashes, and peachy lips, freckles scattered all over. Natural long nails. Single pierced lobes. Dark circles under her eyes. Pale skin. Bullet wound on left thigh, clean through. Barely noticeable limp.

LIKES
reading
music
painting
antiquing
sweets
her cousin and great uncle
graveyards
when her head is quiet and the nightmares stop

STRENGTHS
Painting Artwork is an outlet that brings her some respite.
Kindness Emmie could be classified as a bleeding heart. Very sensitive to people who are struggling and seeks to help if she can.
Knowlege Like Minji, Emmiline loves to read and absorbs information like a sponge if it is within her interests.

DISLIKES
her father
loud abrupt noise that reminds her of the gunshots
wearing revealing clothing
malevolent spirits and people
being made fun of
alleyways
hospitals
blood

WEAKNESSES
Difficulty Letting Down Walls It was hard before, but Emmie became even more guarded since coming to Korea it is unfamiliar aside from the language and food. She doesn't know who to trust.
Mental State A horrible combination of trauma from her mother, father, and the toll her ability takes on her mind and emotions. Emmiline is almost always on edge outside the sanctity of her preferred areas.
Physical State Emmiline is quite fragile physically. She favors her left leg from the gunshot. She is almost always tired thanks to nightmares and dreams of the dead. Sometimes a dream where she is running after her mother, who disappears when she finally is close enough to reach for. This can lead to her nodding off during class or whenever she is stationary for prolonged amounts of time. She doesn't really work out and genuinely forgets to eat at times.
PTSD Whether conscious of it or not, Emmiline will not go into any alleyway even if she has people with her. Loud sudden noises similar to a gunshot can make her freeze up and pale with fear. An actual gunshot could send her into a full blown panic attack.

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ㅤ Minji ㅤ	Second cousin	https://x.com/_botanicum
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MINJI    :
Fandomless OC
Relative to Emmie
The Botanical Bookworm
https://botanicums.carrd.co
@ _ botanicums EMMIE    :
Fandomless OC
Relative to Minji
The Mournful Medium@ _ fortisspiritus ASTRA    :
Fandomless OC
Relative to Aura
The Cheerful Cuttlefish-mer@ _ cottncndyskies AURA    :
Fandomless OC
Relative to Astra
The Sardonic Siren@AURA_SKlES