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So, What's Your Name?: Johnna Ritchie
Yeah, whatta they call ya?: Rage
How'd you GET sucha thing?: Me temper...and the fact that it always looks like I got a raging fire in me eyes.
Right...so, whattaya look like?: I'm 5'9", skinny, and pretty strong. I have firey hazel eyes (they're brown/green with these gold specs that look like fire) and fawn-brown hair that's halfway down my back.
Uh huh...Where ya from?: Northern Ireland
Can ya describe yourself?: I'm fairly quiet, but not because I'm shy. I'd just rather watch then talk. I guess I'm kinda mysterious. I don't mean to be, it's just how I come off as. "Odd" is how most people describe me. It's hard to earn my trust...most people haven't and never will. I got friends, but that don't mean I gotta trust 'em. Any special talents?: I got a knack for medicines. I can cure just 'bout any ailment, and I know a lotta medical stuff. I'd like to be a doctor some day, but it don't look like that's gonna ever happen.
So..Ya sweet on anyone?: As much as we're opposites, I'm kinda goin with Racetrack Higgins. Don't ask me how it happened.
Anyt'ing else the woyld should know about ya?: Nah, that's 'bout it. |
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