Ebony

"It's simple. Everything is mine."

Ebony is fake, in all senses of the word. Her smiles, although bright and cheerful, mean nothing. She's disloyal. She's the embodiment of greed. She'll screw you over without so much as a thought.

She's sad. So very sad. She hides her inner struggle with a chirpy attitude and honeyed words, but it's all a facade. If only someone would notice. Nobody listens. Ebony lives her life as a lowly thief, but it's not something she's proud of. Honestly, she's can't stop herself. She has a serious case of kleptomania that gets in the way of everything she could ever truly want. She loves shiny things, or valuable things. Not to sell, but to keep. She has hoards of rings and jewels and even a few tiaras and crowns. She's a master at thievery.

Admittedly, she's actually a decent friend. Despite her constant need to steal anything she gains a liking for, she loves people. She wants to help. She wants you to smile at her, and tell her she's not a disgrace. To tell her she isn't broken. She's a good shoulder to cry on and is definitely the motherly type, always wanting to wrap you up in a blanket and kiss your forehead and tell you that everything is going to be okay. The only thing wrong with that is that she always ends up screwing everything up. She keeps hurting the ones she loves most, as if it were her natural instinct. She hates herself for it.