Ghyslaine LaRue!

Ghyslaine Pomeline LaRue is completely, utterly, and statistically unlovable.

It is of utmost importance that you know this conclusion arose from years of social experiments and observational records conducted by Ghyslaine herself, not from psychological distress, like people have assumed. She just harbors an exhaustive list of personality traits, habits, and factors deemed unacceptable by a wide variety of cultures, making nearly every aspect of her existence detestable by others and themself.
…Which is fine. Ghyslaine is fine. She will not say there was little difficulty in accepting this, but — after years of reaching the same answer — they must admit this is a fact of life; there is nothing Ghyslaine can do. She's vehemently atheist, but she wishes to say this is her fate.
Despite this, Ghyslaine has a rebuttal that may hold merit: perhaps her previous perceptions of life itself were myopic in scope?

Ghyslaine had a sheltered childhood due to a strong dislike of deviating from predictability, which her overbearing father was more than fine with. Life was admittedly bland and unfulfilling, but the ease of sinking into routine was comforting nonetheless. Since she moved into the dormitories at Empire State University away from the watchful eye of her father, however, every day became a strange, new experience.
New food, new perspectives, new dangers, new and real friends… It is a lot, perhaps too much all at once, but it is undoubtedly good data. It is very good, in fact. Ghyslaine never considered the possibility she would ever be part of a friend group, for instance. She never thought she would get the privilege to be herself around such wonderful people — around such a perfect girl. The notion was simply inconceivable. Perfect and lovely and sweet and kind and perfect. It is amazing. It makes Ghyslaine so happy to finally be able to rework her previous notions by people who are so nice to her. People who would do anything for Ghyslaine and vice versa. It makes her so, so happy to be able to have a good time. She is so incredibly stoked.

…However, despite all of this, she can still feel that wretched fate breathing down her neck. All of this will yield the same unfavorable results she has gotten time and time again. Nothing can truly change fate, and soon, Ghyslaine will truly be nothing.

Nothing at all.

Attributes

Equipment

• Notebook
  A cute green apple-shaped notebook MJ got for them.
• Gel pens
  Sparkly gel pens in every saturated color of the rainbow to replace ballpoint pens that ran out of ink. A gift from Liz.
• Laptop
• Crushed loose papers
  Homework and notes to themself.
• Lighter
  A green lighter that Liz stuck a bunch of rhinestones onto.
• Joints

Notes

• Ghyslaine is transfem. She starts publicly transitioning (HRT, dressing more feminine) during her mid teens due to her supportive father and general disregard toward her hometown.
• Tall. Maybe 5'11" (155.7 cm) or so?
• Ghyslaine is monotonous and stoic. She's trying to amend that by smiling and generally showing more expressions, but she's just not a very emotive person.
• Displays very little body language if ever.
• Glasses are not optional, but the eyeglass chains are because I forget to draw them all the time.
• Just go to town on bracelets. Ghyslaine loves friendship and kandi bracelets. Give her lots, if you want.
• Has a soft, raspy voice.
• Ghyslaine has numerous scars littering her thighs, chest, and upper arms from her time in Minnesota. Doesn't typically wear anything more revealing than a T-shirt partially for this reason.

Trivia

• Adores Honeycrisp apples to death and it's been her favorite food for as long as she can remember. Ghyslaine can eat truckloads of the stuff and will never tire of it. It's simple, plain, delicious, and keeps the doctor away.
• She prefers orange juice to apple juice. Traitor…
• When they first moved to VNY, they found out very quickly that saying "actually" when correcting someone's a pretty bad move.
• They're not a conspiracy theorist, but they enjoy reading about cryptids, cults, supernatural encounters, weird creatures, and legends along with their origins. She just finds them very, very interesting.
• A surprisingly big fan of horror stories, but not so much a fan of horror films.
• Sees themself as a very bland person.
• Favorite activity to do with MJ is coming up with scary stories together while snuggling. Also Liz and Harvey are there sometimes so they talk about horror while they have sleepovers.
• She and MJ run a small 'garage band' called Glockamole for fun. Ghyslaine's the drummer/guitarist and MJ's the pianist/other guitarist. Other instruments and vocals are covered by any friend of theirs who feels up to the task, but they don't have to be committed.
• Would love to run a story-based TTRPG horror campaign or engage in a horror roleplay in general but she's unsure how that would go down. And how she'd find people interested to join her. And how to not be painfully shy. And how to have her characters be convincing. And—
• Makes TTRPG campaigns because she likes the process of worldbuilding and the like. Never shows these to anyone because what if they're not interested and they shit on her interests and Ghyslaine can never look at this now no longer calming activity again because it's stupid and childish.
• HATES removing her little apple hat in public. It adds character!!
• Can never help being surprised when people are nice to her even when they get nothing in return.
• Dislikes playing most video games because she gets way too frustrated way too easily, especially if there's no save states. If a game's interesting, she'll either watch someone play it or get Virgil to play it for her.
• Outside of her 'main' friend group, she doesn't have many friendly faces to speak of, so she tries meeting new people by frequenting small forums to minimal success.
• Has taken up blogging instead because forums are intimidating and 'mainstream' social media is incomprehensibly stressful.
• Enjoys bracelet-making and doodling because it gives her something to do with her hands that isn't biting the shit out of hangnails.