Profile
“ Trust...Trust is for those stupid enough to buy it. In the end Trust is something that is used to break you”
Song:
Name: Musette
Death: April ,23rd, 1961
Gender: female flat chested
Sexuality: Bi
Type: prefers masculine girls or guys
Species: Nopperabo
Height: 5’7”
Abilities: mimic’s faces(including voice/hair)
Occupation: Librarian, dabbles in music but not confident enough to play publically
Pet: cat named Seethe
Relationship(s):Silver( friend, coworker)
Perdita(roommate, friends)
Quirks: has a slight French accent.
can see even though she has no
eyes, talks back to others using their
face/voice, tends to compare herself
with others(tries not to), struggles
with jealousy(though she’s gotten
better about it), removes pages of
books she likes, doodles in margins,
Likes: cats, Bloody Mary’s, moody/swing
music, lavender tea, overly sweet
coffee, muffins, people watching,
killing her ex and former friend,
singing/playing, board games
Dislikes: her face(or lack there of), being in
large crowds(prefers to watch),
feeling jealous, being stared at,
being interrupted, nicknames, her
ex and former friend from the living
realm.
Other: plays guitar/sings,
skirt has invisible pockets, throws
book at noisy library patrons, makes
it her afterlife goal to kill her former
lover and friend every time they
respawn. She keeps tally of her kills
in a book and collects any paper
clippings related to her killing them.
Background:
Musette died at the age of 28 after ending the lives of her boyfriend and best friend. While she’d had suspicions, it wasn’t til she caught them in bed together that she snapped. Not slaying them that night, she left hearing the sound of their laughter as she did. She was tired. Tired of being lied to by those she loved and trusted. Tired of feeling envious of others with stable relationships…. But mostly tired of being made a fool… so she plotted her revenge.
Taking her time, she waited til the two felt safe. Even acting happy for them when they announced their relationship two months later. So they suspected nothing when she invited them over for their usual game night. Placing sleeping pills in their drinks, she waited til the drugs too effect before she acted. Slitting their throats… she then left her home taking only a rope with her. Using it to hang herself from the tree in their local cemetery.
When she woke it was to red skies. It took her a few months to get used to her afterlife. Finding a job in a library, she worked there for 30 years til her boss opened another in the drug district, sending her to work there along with her coworker Silver, knowing the two wouldn’t be tempted by the vice.
