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Name: Dagmar “Daphne” Silva
Age: fourteen
Notes: mostly mute. Female, rather short, around 5’3”. Very quiet. Dances and plays soccer.
Appearance: Certainly nothing special, her features don’t all exactly mesh perfectly, but she’s alright. She weights 115, a healthy weight for a girl her age.
Playby: Ellen Page
Personality : Daphne is a quiet girl. She’s mostly mute, actually. She will speak, but she prefers to speak inside of her head, if that makes sense. When she does speak, it’s rather quiet, and she speaks quickly, as if she just needs to get it all out of her so she can go back to muteness. Her voice seems to almost naturally be rushed and hurried though, breathy and slightly scared, as if she thinks she did something wrong.
People often look at her funny, wondering why she doesn’t speak, and when she does, why it’s so quiet. To solve the communication problem present a lot of the time, she constantly carries around a notebook and various colors of markers so she can write and draw in order to communicate.
That brings us to the deeper part of that - Daphne actually has very neat handwriting, if slightly slanted and awkward at times. She’s an alright writer as well - she may not be the best, but she enjoys it. She’s also a very good artist, rather superb for her age.
Her “parents” never seemed to mind the fact that she was mostly mute, and for that she was thankful. She seemed to talk enough, at least. It was obvious she was truly giving it effort to become a bit more talkative. Even the kids at her newer school don’t look at her too funny when she holds up a pad of paper with the answer instead of saying it.
Due to not speaking much, Daphne is the sheer definition of dandere - shy overall but actually quite nice. And in fact, she is actually a genuinely nice person, rather caring and curious, when she has the chance to be.
That said, she is quite instable. Unsure, insecure, scared. The smallest things - an influx of sound, whines - make her flinch, especially if they’re sudden. Pople look at her odd but she just closes her eyes tight, either grasping Alecs hand or covering her ears.
History: When Daphne was a child, she was given up for adoption. She has no idea who her mother is, and her father seemed to have no choice or care about her being put up for adoption. She was put up when she was three, and because of that, her memories of her mother are foggy. She can only remember a woman (the face is blurred out, really) with short brown hair. When she was put up for adoption, she was told by the warden that her mother didn’t want to give her up, but she finds that hard to believe. If she didn’t want to, why did she? Despite having been told many times by the warden that a lot of the time, parents didn’t want o give up their children, they did it because they simply couldn’t take care of the babies properly. For years, she didn’t listen.
She became withdrawn, convinced her parents hadn’t wanted her. And the name they’d given her - Dagmar. What kind of name was that for a girl? The children at the school she’d been enrolled in - it hadn’t been to the best, to be honest - teased her about her name. It seemed, even kindergarteners and first graders had the brain capacity to tell if names were weird or not. Finally sick of it, she asked one of the volunteers - girl named Sydney - to research names that could be taken from Dagmar, and Sydney came up with Daphne. It fit well enough. A bit girly, but it fit.
She stayed at the orphanage for years, ‘til she was six months past seven- it was then that she, Daphne Silva, was adopted. She was adopted by a single man named Jonathan. He was a kind man. He’d been married before, but it hadn’t worked out - Daphne was never told why. Either way, he was finally what he wanted to be - “Daddy”. The best part was, he had no problem with her introvertedness.
It was just the two of them for a year or so. Then Jonathan got a girlfriend. Her name was Alice. She was a graphic designer, and moved in with them when Daphne was nine. Even though she wasn’t biologically her mother, she was a great substitute. Jonathan and Alice got married when she was ten. Fittingly, she was the flower girl.
For two more years from then, she stayed in the current school she was in. She didn’t like it much, but she had enough friends and the teachers were nice. She got good grades. But when she was supposed to enter seventh grade, she switched schools to a private school.
It was then that she met Alec. They were awkward at first - after all, they were both right near the bridge where being friends with the opposite sex moved from being odd to acceptable - but by the end of seventh grade, they were practically joined at the hip. When eight grade started, they were equally close. She spoke around him, and he always seemed to keep an eye out for her. For all of eight grade, they were like twins, and they might as well have been, despite their difference in looks and personality. He was darker-skinned, a bit tan, and she was pale. He was sociable and she was socially awkward.
Despite their differences, they’re still best friends, and started high school together.
Age: fourteen
Notes: mostly mute. Female, rather short, around 5’3”. Very quiet. Dances and plays soccer.
Appearance: Certainly nothing special, her features don’t all exactly mesh perfectly, but she’s alright. She weights 115, a healthy weight for a girl her age.
Playby: Ellen Page
Personality : Daphne is a quiet girl. She’s mostly mute, actually. She will speak, but she prefers to speak inside of her head, if that makes sense. When she does speak, it’s rather quiet, and she speaks quickly, as if she just needs to get it all out of her so she can go back to muteness. Her voice seems to almost naturally be rushed and hurried though, breathy and slightly scared, as if she thinks she did something wrong.
People often look at her funny, wondering why she doesn’t speak, and when she does, why it’s so quiet. To solve the communication problem present a lot of the time, she constantly carries around a notebook and various colors of markers so she can write and draw in order to communicate.
That brings us to the deeper part of that - Daphne actually has very neat handwriting, if slightly slanted and awkward at times. She’s an alright writer as well - she may not be the best, but she enjoys it. She’s also a very good artist, rather superb for her age.
Her “parents” never seemed to mind the fact that she was mostly mute, and for that she was thankful. She seemed to talk enough, at least. It was obvious she was truly giving it effort to become a bit more talkative. Even the kids at her newer school don’t look at her too funny when she holds up a pad of paper with the answer instead of saying it.
Due to not speaking much, Daphne is the sheer definition of dandere - shy overall but actually quite nice. And in fact, she is actually a genuinely nice person, rather caring and curious, when she has the chance to be.
That said, she is quite instable. Unsure, insecure, scared. The smallest things - an influx of sound, whines - make her flinch, especially if they’re sudden. Pople look at her odd but she just closes her eyes tight, either grasping Alecs hand or covering her ears.
History: When Daphne was a child, she was given up for adoption. She has no idea who her mother is, and her father seemed to have no choice or care about her being put up for adoption. She was put up when she was three, and because of that, her memories of her mother are foggy. She can only remember a woman (the face is blurred out, really) with short brown hair. When she was put up for adoption, she was told by the warden that her mother didn’t want to give her up, but she finds that hard to believe. If she didn’t want to, why did she? Despite having been told many times by the warden that a lot of the time, parents didn’t want o give up their children, they did it because they simply couldn’t take care of the babies properly. For years, she didn’t listen.
She became withdrawn, convinced her parents hadn’t wanted her. And the name they’d given her - Dagmar. What kind of name was that for a girl? The children at the school she’d been enrolled in - it hadn’t been to the best, to be honest - teased her about her name. It seemed, even kindergarteners and first graders had the brain capacity to tell if names were weird or not. Finally sick of it, she asked one of the volunteers - girl named Sydney - to research names that could be taken from Dagmar, and Sydney came up with Daphne. It fit well enough. A bit girly, but it fit.
She stayed at the orphanage for years, ‘til she was six months past seven- it was then that she, Daphne Silva, was adopted. She was adopted by a single man named Jonathan. He was a kind man. He’d been married before, but it hadn’t worked out - Daphne was never told why. Either way, he was finally what he wanted to be - “Daddy”. The best part was, he had no problem with her introvertedness.
It was just the two of them for a year or so. Then Jonathan got a girlfriend. Her name was Alice. She was a graphic designer, and moved in with them when Daphne was nine. Even though she wasn’t biologically her mother, she was a great substitute. Jonathan and Alice got married when she was ten. Fittingly, she was the flower girl.
For two more years from then, she stayed in the current school she was in. She didn’t like it much, but she had enough friends and the teachers were nice. She got good grades. But when she was supposed to enter seventh grade, she switched schools to a private school.
It was then that she met Alec. They were awkward at first - after all, they were both right near the bridge where being friends with the opposite sex moved from being odd to acceptable - but by the end of seventh grade, they were practically joined at the hip. When eight grade started, they were equally close. She spoke around him, and he always seemed to keep an eye out for her. For all of eight grade, they were like twins, and they might as well have been, despite their difference in looks and personality. He was darker-skinned, a bit tan, and she was pale. He was sociable and she was socially awkward.
Despite their differences, they’re still best friends, and started high school together.