The Common Experiment #1337
Age: 7 years, 4 months, 4 weeks
Born: January 1st, 2008
Adopted: 1 year, 3 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: February 14th, 2014
- Level: 3
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 12
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 11
- Books Read: 11
- Food Eaten: 1
- Job: Cleaning Crew
She was good at mixing whatever up, be it casseroles, lasagna, or her personal favorite, pretty much any kind of pastry (souffles notwithstanding), and baking it. She also wasn’t bad at putting on glazes and frostings either, and she was a talent of sorts with making the most simple dessert look appealing on a store shelf. Luckily for a young Camilla, however, her father was proficient at both cooking and baking.
Camilla grew up with her father; her mother was out of the picture, and had left one day to pursue her “dreams” - something that had, apparently, not included Camilla and her father. Camilla’s mother had wrote sparsely, and what relationship Camilla had with her had deteriorated; eventually, as the years had passed, her mother stopped writing altogether and Camilla’s feelings towards her mother turned into bitter resentment.
Camilla’s mother’s dreams did, however, come true: she became a famous actress in cinema, a renowned beauty, and freakishly wealthy. Camilla saw her mother everywhere - TV, billboards, modeling on magazines and gossip articles - but the one thing that Camilla’s mother gave her was privacy: her mother didn’t talk about Camilla publicly, and as such, the public left her alone. But what attempts her mother made at reconnect with her daughter after years of letters and phone calls ceasing -- attempts Camilla saw as little more than bribery, like flying to Hawaii, going to Japan for a week, and so on -- were declined.
However, Camilla was her mother’s daughter, and while she wasn’t a splitting image of her mother, people did comment on the resemblance -- to them, it was a compliment, but for her, it just reminded her more of the woman that walked out on her and her father.
But Camilla herself lived a more humble life with her father; she helped run her father’s bakery and cafe with some of her dad’s workers, and she was planning on attending college. She wasn’t sure exactly what yet, but maybe something to do with science, like marine biology.
It was suppose to be a normal walk in the woods. After that, she was going to come home, and go over the pictures she had collected -- in her spare time, Camilla was fond of going hiking, and taking pictures of the wildlife, vegetation, and other kind of scenery shots. Camilla thought she knew the forests well; she had lived near the area for years, and she traveled through the nearby woods many times.
Time had gotten the best of her, however, and she stayed a bit longer than usual. The sun started to go down, but then something curious happened: orbs. Bubbles of light flickered here and there, and Camilla’s curiosity got the better of her. She took videos and various pictures, and against her better judgement, she tailed the event to a clearing.
Legend has it that mushroom circles, called fairy rings, are magical in nature and created by the dancing of supernatural entities. Folklore states that stepping into one is not advised -- the results, depending on the version, can include being struck blind and deaf, cursed with bad luck, or that the Fair Folk who reside there will dance the intruder to their death.
But for Camilla - for better or for worse - the result was a bit… different. Unbeknownst to Camilla, as she grew up, she attracted the attention of some fairies. When she was younger, she believed in some myths - albeit, the more “family friendly” and bowdlerized ones - but never in her wildest dreams would she expect this to happen. Some of the Fae had tasted some of her desserts, and they decided to spare Camilla, under one condition:
She has to bake for them.
Camilla was spirited away, leaving only a broken camera near the circle of mushrooms. Now she serves the fairies, baking them goods practically non-stop. Thus far she has no idea if it is even possible to escape, let alone if it is in her ability, but one thing is for certain when she comes back: She won’t want to bake another pastry again, and she’ll never set foot in a fairy circle again, either!
[x] by Temper [x] by Shilimer [x] by shinteki
Profile originally coded by: dreamsky
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