Name: Priscilla Burton, but goes by Elle for unknown reasons
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Personality: Elle is an odd girl, reminiscent of your stereotypical high school loner, but all grown up (sort of). She is very willing to stand up for herself and engage in a battle of wits, regardless of whether or not her opponent is armed in such an area. She is willing to stand up for what she believes in, at almost any cost. She has a strong head and a sharp tongue and doesn't care if she offends people because guess what? It's your own fault. In fact, she has a bit of a temper, and this gets her into trouble sometimes. She is sarcastic and quick-witted. Basically, she's a strong, independent woman who feels she needs nobody but herself. Friends are nice, but she's not the type to have a gaggle of giggling girl friends or a bunch of guys hanging on her arm. In face, even if she was in the "real world", she wouldn't be the type to grow up and raise a family. She is skilled in some hand-to-hand combat, mainly kickboxing, and enjoys drawing morbid art in her spare time (like so).
She has to ability to "just know" random things. It's pretty much intuition, only the things she "just knows" range from who someone's mother was to what food tastes best with nutella to which plant is poisonous. She can't control what information pops into her mind, though if she focuses on something enough, she can get a related fact to appear.
Appearance: Elle has wavy brown hair down to her shoulder blades that, since being in the pit, has lost its shine. She used to have highlights, but these have since grown out, although you can still see bits left over. Her skin is slightly tanned and although she isn't quite emaciated yet, she is slim. She used to have a lot of lean muscle from working out, and this seems to be the only thing preventing her from becoming a skeleton. Her nose is straight and not particularly interesting -- it isn't skinny or curvy or pointed or anything really, it just is. Her eyes are a shade she calls boring brown, framed by thick lashes, thin arched eyebrows on top and slight bags underneath. Her lips are usually slightly parted and she rarely, if ever, smiled. She often jokes that if she tried, she'd pull a muscle.
Background: Elle doesn't know much about her background, only that she was close to her father. She has random mental images, like one of a large bookshelf and another of a tall, burly boy of about 16. She has no clue what these images are of, how they connect to her, or if they're even real, but she has detailed drawings she made of them.
Classification: Psychic
Partner: None yet