Sad voices they're calling Our precious girl she can't be gone How bitter this morning When daddy's darling Went out and started her day
Wasn't there a dream last night Like a spring never ending Still the water runs clear Through my mind On the field I can see a fiddler The fiddler on the green and the sad boy..
Chicago: Chrissie is from Chicago. She was born and raised in one of the lower-class areas of the city. Her dad was an abusive drunk of a failed writer, and her mother was a pill-popping whore. Not a prostitute...just a whore.
Self-Harm: She didn't grow out of cutting, she grew into it. What started as an escape became her source of power. Her freedom. Her Paradigm.
Body Mod: To say that Chrissie is good is an understatement. If she was well-known she'd be seen as one of the best modders in the world, if not THE best. Ink, piercings, scarification...whatever.
Unemployed: She is currently without a job, and barely scraping by on some stolen funds.
Awakened: She's Awakened, but is still learning about the Traditions and the Technocracy.
Committed: She spent a few of her adolescent years locked up...and she doesn't really like to talk about it.
Epideromancy: Chrissie learned her personal Paradigm from a Cabal of Orphans out in Chicago known as the Skinners. She was trained by a master Mage and total beast known as The Freak. Now she's being hunted by them.
Skid Row: She may have a place, but she's barely getting by. She doesn't even have a High School diploma. Want to set her on the right path? How about the wrong one? .
Logs: Chamberlain is often times a part of things. Click here for a list of them.
