"Hey! What are you looking at? Didn't I say that if I call you three times, you have to respond to this young lady?!"

Warning: The path ahead may be filled with cupcakes and pouting, May the Silver Key Illuminate Your Path.

Basic Information:

Name: Murphy

Gender: Female

Birthday: Dec 22nd

Height: 4'8.7" (Short as hell)

Weight: 92.5lbs

Gnostic Index: 21.21

Story draft:

Proud, willful, self-centered... Many who have interacted with her would describe her personality as such. She seems to have always been treated like the center of the universe in her last living arrangement; perhaps it was this meticulous care that cultivated her spoiled nature-

"What is that you're writing?! Let me see-... SPOILED?! I AM NOT SPOILED! I demand that you rethink what you write or I'll have someone revoke your literary privileges!"

Story draft #2:

Murphy is a wonderful and magnificent young lady who came from a humble background with the Seafarers. Everyone shows respect to the lady and they all offer delicious cakes as gifts to their-

"Divine Mother, what is it that you're doing? Are you using that machine, you must not touch the things simpletons use. Come, I'm taking you to my chamber. Divine Mother? Where are you going?"

Story annex:

'Reminder for myself to finish this draft before it gets sent up to the archives.'

(Morimens art is unbeatable)

"Hey! Hands off my dress! You're wrinkling it!... Fine, I'll allow it this time, generous as I am."

-Murphy