Poll character sheet

Name: Poll (short for Polly; she says it like Pole and doesn't like it said Paul.)
Ability: Fusion
Weapon Name: Syzygy Tied
World: Wonderland
Age: 19
Orientation: Hetero, not that you really needed to know.
Education: Poor, and mostly picked up from what she's seen around Wonderland. May lead to some very confusing conclusions.
Family: None that she knows about.
Talents: Making cakes, brewing tea and coffee, kick boxing, figuring out puzzles in unconventional ways.
Weaknesses: Being alone, swimming (she can only doggy paddle), the cold, getting embarrassed.

Random tidbit: She's very new to using a Keyblade, and has a tendency to start fighting fisticuffs before someone reminds her she has one.

Keyblade ability in detail: Fuse another weapon into the keyblade, thereby bestowing the keyblade with elements of the other weapon. (e.g. a keyblade that can rapidly shoot bullets when fused with a machine gun.) The fused keyblade almost always looks very stupid (well, more stupid), though, so Poll tries to avoid using that skill around other Keybearer.

Syzygy Tied: It resembles an ox yoke, and is far heavier than it looks to be for no apparent reason. Is to be wielded single-handedly. Changes appearance, depending on what it is fused with.

Personality: Bright and pleasant is a very good way of putting it. She likes to travel and meet lots of new people, but is very flighty and forgets people far too easily. She goes out of her way to keep on people's good sides, partially due to her fear of rejection and being alone. She gets panic attacks if shut into a room by herself for too long, so she is very likely to latch onto someone very quickly and be sure to always be with them (which I'm sure will be very annoying for that poor soul, as she likes introverted people). She will do just about anything to please people, so long as they are within her moral standards and won't diminish her feeling of self-worth. She is very prone to shipping, especially fictional characters. Give her an excellent cup of black tea and be prepared to have a squealing fangirl at your heels for the next week.

Physically: Taller than most of my girls at a solid 5'7". Fairly thin throughout, without being twiggy or unhealthy-looking, and "wiry." Naturally pale skin, but not terribly pale. She probably wouldn't burn if in the sun too long, but rather tan, and she isn't prone to freckling. Her face is nearly a perfect diamond, slightly reminiscent of Katherine Hepburn, though she is longer on the jaw. Her hair is about shoulder length, light brown, and somewhat curly at the ends. It is layered, with a thin fringe across her face, and is pinned back at the ears with bobby pins. Her eyes are big and aquamarine.

Wears: An off the shoulder grey shirt and a purple circle skirt, also with a single petticoat underneath. Above that, she wears a white apron a la Alice, only off to the side, so the bow is at her hip, and a red, hip-length capsleeve open shirt, chained together just above the bust. The chain is bronze and has a small bronze heart attached to it near the left side. On her feet she has thigh high white socks (gartered on my leather belts) and pseudo maryjanes. Her hands and arms are covered from the elbow to the fingertips by white gloves, one set of opera-style gloves, one set of fingerless gloves that end at the wrist, and are very loose. She also sports a thin black ribbon around her neck.

Quick and easy story: Once upon a time, there was a young English girl that very much liked running off on her own. One day, while alluding her fifth birthday party, she tripped and fell into a long-forgotten well, and fell for what seemed forever, only to pop out on the other side in Wonderland. She obviously was too young to be able to figure out how to get back up, but was far too old and stubborn to ask for any help from the strange Wonderlanders, so she became one of them. She had no idea she was a Keyblade wielder until a little after her nineteenth birthday (as her birthday was one of the things she managed to remember), when a friend of hers was attacked by a giant raven. She saved the way and was picked on mercilessly for having such a silly looking weapon, which is the reason why she rather dislikes her keyblade.

Foof, I hope that's okay. I stayed up all night writing that out and editing it. XD;

I would have inked it, but whenever I tried, it ended out crappy. D: I'll try inking it by hand in a few days, probably. Hopefully my coloring will make up for the fact it has nasty sketchy lines. XDD

The fonts I used were Cheshire Initials and Little Trouble Girl BV, according to my little drop down thing.

Anyway, I've gone mad and am trying to get Polly here into Huzzah.