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our beloved MC!! This is inspired by my many traumatized OCs lores and Lacey Games!! I might feature one... ( or four because they're a gang, yeah!! ) OC in LiL // will make art of them obv because I love them
this is her backstory and before she had been admitted into the psych ward.
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Grace had a hard time in school, since forever.
She had no friends in elementary and middle school :(
It was only in high school that she met Circle and her gang!!!
Whenever the other students came up to bully Grace, the trio would step in to defend her
and since Circle is like a 7 foot monster as a teenager they would run away
Circle had a crush on Grace and dropped tons of hints but Grace never noticed because she's ignorant 💀
They went to prom together :3 you can decide if they won prom king and queen or not
Grace thinks she's asexual, but isn't 100% sure on her orientation
At home, Grace gets abused by her uncle
Both s3xually and phys1scally
Won't go into detail, but yeah.
She's forever grateful to Circle, Bloomie and Thavel for giving her a reason to look forward to going school.
It's been forever since she's ever felt excited to go anywhere or do anything.
It's all been misery.
Home wasn't home, school was just as bad. At least up till now.
Since, well, she was young and couldn't afford to bring herself to a doctor, she's just been stuck with many undiagnosed mental disorders.
Circle would bandage her arms and legs when she came to school covered in cuts, bruises and red angry marks.
"What happened?"
"My uncle got mad. That's all. It'll go away."
Her words couldn't be further from the truth.
Her blank attitude and consistant poker-face is the result of her having to hold her emotions in for so long, that she's gotten used to just being expressionless.
She cried once in front of her uncle.
Never again.
After high school, everything was a blur, and she moved to a different city.
She didn't want to leave her only friends behind.
But her bitchass uncle was her legal guardian and made the decisions.
Soon enough, she just forgot about Circle, Bloomie and Thavel.
"Get over it. Stop whining like a bitch."
Grace occasionally cuts herself with various sharp objects.
It doesn't hurt, she just likes saying her body decorated in beautiful abrasions and cuts and watching as her tainted blood spilled out.
"Your ugly body is gorgeous when it's covered in those cuts, keep doing that, whore."
She always wanted to just put an end to this torment.
But she was always too afraid to.
You always have time to decide, Grace.
Grace has a soft spot for soft toys, especially animal plushies.
Even after turning 18 and escaping her uncle's grasp, she still continued her bad habits.
Cutting.
She always felt guilty when she had outbursts and destroyed her current collection of soft toys.
She felt like her uncle.
Disgusting.
After moving out, she lived in a small homeless shelter.
It wasn't much, but at least it was cozy and safer than the streets.
Safety...
Something she hasn't felt in forever. Has she even felt it before?
Every time she felt distressed or unsafe, she would go back to cutting herself.
It just hurts so comfortably.
Almost every night she has nightmares, of her uncle, of what would happen to her, of herself.
She was afraid of herself.
But she didn't want to admit it.
Freak.
Here's a list of her diagnoses after she's been checked out in the psych ward.
- Anxiety, anorexia (because she was starved most of the time), severe anger issues, self-depricating and harmful tendencies (like inflicting wounds and bruises on herself), ADHD, PTSD, Trypanophobia (her uncle used to threaten to use drugs on her when she was behaving badly), age regression episodes (sometimes), many social disorders (she's never had much human contact other than with some strangers, some of her classmates, her bullies, the trio and her uncle.), Schizophrenia.