Name: Frida Rossetti
Hair: Grubby blonde, unmanageable, generally resembles a nuclear haystack.
Eyes: Teal. Shut up, at least they're not purple or whatever, that never happens in real life.
Species: Human. Nothing special. Or, er, "speshul"? Did I pronounce that right?
Have You Ever Written a Mary Sue? Y/N: Uh, uh, n-no? I don't think so? I, I just like naming people after artists please don't hurt me I'm sorry I know I'm bad-
Have You Written Slash? Y/N: ... don't tell, please, please don't tell him, but he'll know...
RA Country of Origin: Um, Lyme Regis... that's in, um, England.
Number and Titles of Books You Have Read: Um, none? I'm sorry, there hasn't been time, I just heard about it from my - my friend, and, and what with school and Dad's church stuff and everything I haven't had a chance, I'll do it, I'll find the time, I'm sorry!
Lust Object: ... he'll know. He'll know, if I say, and he'll know I've been bad. I'm not a bad girl. I'm not!
---
An agglomeration of how I used to write, complete with art references I thought were deep, abusive histories I preferred to allude to rather than have impact the character, and my unhealthy obsession with the colour teal. I haven't read a single Ranger's Apprentice book, so I have no idea how it'd work, but I thought it might be interesting to have someone who's there because her homelife, to her, is worse.
God, but I'm cruel to my creations.