Amaranth
suckitchumps for Cora
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The main character.
An elf. Mid-late 20’s. Medium-low pitch but feminine. Generally reserved with a dry sarcasm. Extremely hesitant when it comes to expressing emotions but slowly learning.
Struck with a mid-twenties ennui, Cora is just sort of waiting for her life to start. Everything is painted with this palor of impermanence and uncertainty. She’s reticent to get attached to anything, and growing increasingly disillusioned with her own species.
If including accented/intonated read: Classical or Ecclesiastical Latin
[jokingly, with slight sarcasm] Ah. You've accidentally stumbled onto one of the great secrets. We're actually all--well, I mean, like 95%--some degree of far-sighted. But prescription lenses are a sign of weakness, and we can't have that now can we?
[somber] I sat on my bed and stared at the floor. I didn't pray. Talking to nothing wasn't really a tenet of my morality. But for an instant, just an instant, I found myself wishing there was something, anything out there that could tell me what I was supposed to do with this dark feeling bubbling in my chest.
[angry, in an argument with her mother] Don't. Don't just assume you know what I want to do with my life. I don't even know, yet. I'm still trying to figure it out.
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