Name: Paige Floriana St Linus
Aspiration: Wants to become a world famous fashion designer at some time.
Sexuality: Closeted. Very closeted. And will be defensive over any allegations of any sexuality.
Height: 5’11” (still growing)
Quirks: Her hair is a faux-hawk, why, because she’s that fabulous. Taps her heels when she is nervous. Runs a decent fashion blog, claims she’s tumblr famous.
House: West District 03 (no roomie as of this time)
Job: Pizza Joint (delivery girl, delivers via moped)
Likes: obsessed with fruit smoothies, good taste, people agreeing with her, getting dirty, flower crowns, secretly likes when people play with her hair
Dislikes: tackiness, people with bad taste, people who criticize her, haters, people touching her ears and tail
Personality: Paige has a lot of pride, or so it seems, and isn't afraid to let everyone know how great she is. She is often bragging about her achievements long after she achieved them and shoving her victories down everyone else’s throats. Under all the bragging, Paige is rather insecure about herself and her appearance. So, that constant looking at herself in the mirror isn’t really narcissism, but making sure she looks nice so people don’t judge her. Though she may come off as rude and brutally honest, she means well and considers most she meets as friends.
Bio: Paige’s father was never really in the picture much growing up in Santalune City. Her mother, a sawsbuck, was a perfume making in her own home store. Constantly being around people that felt that they were above everyone else and dressed in the latest fashion, Paige started to find interest in the clothing they were wearing. As young as five, she was doodling designs in notebooks, scratch paper, or anything she could get her hands. At age eleven, her mom put her into sewing classes she had been begging for. She never had a feminine figure, being very broad-like, curve-less, and flat. She was made a laughing stock by the humans for not looking like a girl, but more like a boy in a dress. Once Paige had enough money to purchase her own sewing machine, she quit the classes to escape the bullying and self-taught the rest of her sewing skills at age 13 with a lot of frustration with it. Paige was always a good student, constantly trying to prove herself to her human bullies and achieve mainly straight A’s with a few B’s here and there. Upon receiving the letter to go to Ataraxia, she felt that this was the best way to finally prove herself and applied as soon as she could.
Trivia: -Awkwardly long limbs make her rather ‘graceful’. She often trips and falls.
-Favorite subject is herself and math.
-Always carries a bag with her at all times that has her sketchpad, her laptop, and her litleo plush that she’s had since she was really little.
-Spoiled. Very spoiled.-Hates her job, on the plus free pizza.