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This page is so terrible. I am ashamed to reveal it to the world.
Whatever. Here it is.
Okay. Announcement time: every time I introduce a new character, you guys get a load of information about them and a nice little drawing of them. Sounds good? Good.
I’m going to do this with each and every character, no matter how inconsequential they are, because that way I won’t be paying favorites and nobody will know which characters are important an which aren’t.
So without further ado, here we have introduced Miss Eliot, who I stupidly forgot to name in-comic until chapter two (oops). Even though we just found out what her brother is named, I’m not going to introduce him until chapter two because that’s just what I decided I was going to do.
Who is this? This is Eliot Barns-Myeong, who was named after some author with the last name Eliot. That’s spelled with one “L” and one “T”, thank you very much.
Timey-wimey stuff: Sixteen or something, and also totally the eldest Barns-Myeong sibling. She uses her placement in the family order to lord it over her baby brothers and make her parents feel guilty for not raising her properly.
Voice: She has a pretty high, clear, and sickly-sweet voice. Some people have said her voice alone makes them feel like they’re suffering from a sugar overdose. Other people have said that she can probably talk with too high a pitch for bat’s ears. She tends to talk pretty quietly, but she’s always easy to understand because her voice carries very well. She can sound like a super adorable tiny Asian chick, but mostly she’s just creepy because she’s talking about burning houses down or barbequing people’s livers.
What’s up with this chick? Eliot is kind of an idiot, kind of a bully, and might maybe have some problems with violence. She has a reputation at school for being a hot-headed brat. She has a reputation on her street for throwing things at people. She has a reputation in her house for repeatedly using her brothers as punching bags. After learning about the death of her father, her first response was to throw a cup of milk at the police officer who brought the news. I could go on about this for a really long time.
Totally pointless thing to know: She’s taken numerous fitness and self-protection classes and intends to become a personal fitness instructor of some sort.
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