Name: Narcisse MALHERBE
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Appearance: Narcisse is pretty small and weak, but always manage to hide it, by wearing large and long clothes.
The space between the two sides of her jaw seems too large, but the rest of her face is pretty gracious. She has really pale lips, almost white, but her skin is a little bronzed. Her eyes are dark brown, but she really hate to look straightly at people, and they rarely see them.
She has long, ashes-grey hair, just attached in a big volume in the back of her head, without any more detail.
Narcisse like dark colors for clothing, but she can also wear green and purple (not these two colours at the same time though) on a black background.
Except for when she's writing, people never see her hands, because of her long handles. They are very particular though: short and thin fingers, sometimes covered with gloves. A malformation erased all digital fingerprint of her fingers, that making a very flat skin at this part of her body.
History: Narcisse wasn't a very special kid (she just learned to read early, around the age of 4): her parents are still alive, not violent or very rich or poor.
But one day, Narcisse wrote her first words (it was simply "I opened the door of my room"). She absolutely don't remember what happened to her body after that; but her mind blow up. She saw herself standing in front of a huge door. She tried to open it, pushing and pulling, but it was locked. Then she realized that the door was in the middle of nowhere: everything was blank and flat around. She circumvented it, and "woke up", in the real world. In her page was written tens of lines, describing exactly what happened in her vision.
Since that very day, Narcisse hasn't spent one single day without writing. Writing about nothing and everything. And every time she create something, she has those visions. The world she created become more and more precise every word she writes. She call writing "visiting" and create a character "meeting someone". For her, there is absolutely no distance between fiction and reality, just a step.
Power: Probably one. But she has a very outside look of the world, and that can boost her logic (even if it is REALLY cynical when she shows it).
Others: Narcisse hasn't get out of her apartment since almost six moths now. She buy her food by telephone, and she gets money from her book's copyright.
It's just a first try, so I will probably add things as they come to me.
