Eleanor Brymer
(Goes by Nel, is alright with Nellie and Ellie)
Species: Human
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Occupation: Craft Shop Employee
Status: Citizen
::Appearance::
Hair: Light ash brown cut into a sort of bob with a bit dyed lighter towards her forehead.
Eyes: Gunmetal Blue
Height: 6'2
Figure: She's a thin girl, but her shoulders are wider than the average person of her size.
Other: Nothing notable, no.
Clothing: On a casual day at home? Pajamas, most likely. But on a day out she's more likely to be in jeans, either her lone pair of boots or flats (depending on the season), and some sort of simple top. Maybe with her green jacket on if it matches.
::Info::
Family:
Nel lived through a standard, nuclear family most of her life. As far back as she remembers, anyway. Her mother and father are the stereotypical I'm-oblivious-to-what-my-children-are-doing parents. Nick, her older brother, turned out to be a lawyer with a wife and daughter. His life is stressful, though, so he's grown apart from them. Kyle, her younger brother, is more close to her. They talk everyday as long as she gets the chance, whether it be by text, email, or face to face engagement.
Personality:
Nel is a couple crayons short of a crayon box. Often, she seems to be talking to an imaginary friend. When she has clear contact with reality, though, she's fairly laid back. Conversation isn't her strong point, but be patient with her and she'll be patient with you. Confident, she's willing to talk to anyone as long as they're not some crazed killer. Just because she's confident, though, doesn't mean she has much self worth. Nel sees herself more as a supporting character than the hero.
Strengths:Confidence is definitely one, allowing her to get where she needs to be quickly. Mellow headedness is also a plus, as anxiety isn't good for anybody. According to her friends, she's easy to talk to, but Nel doesn't see herself that way.
Weakness:Hallucinations and delusions are commonplace, getting her mixed up with her everyday life. She doesn't take her meds often, but when she does, she finds it hard to focus. Her low opinion of herself makes her feel awkward sometimes, and is usually her reasoning for talking to others - she needs to prove to herself that she's fine. Always trying to prove herself to... herself. These conversations commonly end up strange and pointless, leading to confusion.
Likes:Inventing. Building things, putting stuff together, solving puzzles. Those are fun for her. There was a reason she applied to work at the craft shop. Fun little workshops for the kids to do - often something suiting her interests, if she's the one instructing. Her favorite kind of people are the ones who listen to her instead of blowing her off as some nut. She's also quite fond of pasta.
Dislikes: Judgemental people - just plain rude, they are. No fun hanging around them. Sports aren't all that interesting, either - oh look the ball is moving. Every. Sport. Ever. Rap is pretty bad, too, she guesses.
Dream:One day she hopes to come up with an invention or idea that'll change lives, but she's not doing much to go after that goal.
History:
Nel's earliest memory is one of her Grandmother. She was only about 3 and she was coloring eggs for Easter. There was never a point to this memory - it was just pleasant. Of all the times to remember first, this was certainly a good one.
But getting into proper memories, Eleanor's first memorable school year was the third grade. Around then, most children were dropping their imaginary friends for real ones, but Nel believed her friend was real. She never quite understood why children giggled at her as they passed by her and her friend chatting on the swings, not until a lot later.
In the 7th grade, Nel's parents began to wonder what was going on. It always seemed Nellie was getting into some sort of imaginary scheme and getting herself hurt because of it. Quite literally - she'd jumped off the top of the car to escape a giant squid. After some sessions with a psychologist, she was diagnosed to have paranoid schizophrenia and was given meds. She never wanted to take them, though, and lived most of her life without them.
It was the 11th grade and by now, she'd been in a steady relationship with her girlfriend, Jamie, for three years. A few months before the end of the year, her parents began reinforcing her medications, so she sucked it up and took them. Only a week later she realized her relationship was a lie and she'd made it all up. Heartbroken, she searched for someone she could confide in that was for-certain real. That's when she got to know her brother Kyle a lot better.
At first, she wanted to apply to a University, but decided against it and got a job at a craft store instead. Her parents weren't too pleased, but Kyle was proud of her for following something she wanted to do. These days, though, she doesn't do much else than sit around her flat and put kits together and go to work. Her best friend, Garreth, is a coworker of hers, and because of him, she refuses to take her meds. She doesn't know if he's real or not, and she doesn't want to find out.
Some of her latest hallucinations feature birds. All kinds, really, but commonly black birds. Occasionally she'll hallucinate something a bit different - like last week she thought something was scratching at her arm.
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: Google, like everyone else.
Note: Dropping Avril for this. I never use her, anyway.
Sat Jun 12, 2021 1:03 am by 
Subject: Nel Brymer (Not actually practice for Romana this time) 
