Say "hi", Xaurneme.

Name: Xaurneme (Pronounced "Zor-name")
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
A fair-skinned shell of a French girl. Dark, long ringlets fall around her heart-shaped face. Her lips pouted and light pink, her nose fitting on her face perfectly, like a china doll's. Her bright, sea-foam green eyes always seemed to pierce through you. She was petite and girlish on the outside, but looks can be deceiving. Her usual clothes were old-timey. Simply ornate dresses, usually in tones of blue or purple, and matching shoes.
Bio: Xaurneme wasn't like this when she was human. She was tall, and lanky, and her hair fell flatly about her average face, her sun-burned cheeks, thin lips, and somewhat oversized nose. This nobody was the complete opposite of what she once was, not that she minded. Xaurneme is a cold being. She has no empathy, no sympathy, not that the lack of such things are irregular for a nobody. But she couldn't even fathom the idea of such emotions any more.
Alignment: Neutral

I approve

Thank you.

Your very attractive.