Name: Evie Scott
Why they are depressed: Evie has never felt wanted. She was abandoned by her parents when she was merely a toddler then was excluded by her cruel Aunt Violet. Evie has spent most her life sketching in her room. FROSTING! Over time she became more and more a lone. Eventually she stopped talking. She felt like a rag doll drifting through life pointlessly. Evie did the same thing every single day of her life she was a machine a broken machine that was eternally cursed to repeat the same slow movement over and over again.
Personality: Evie is extremely shy. She tries to hide behind everything crossing her fingers that she won't be noticed. It is an impossible obstacle course to get through to her. She has always thought a step ahead of everyone else. She lives in her mind and is border line schizophrenic. Everyone wonders what her problem is and thinks she is a freak, but if somehow you manage to get through to her you will dig up the sweet and smiley side of her.
Bio: Evie was left with her aunt when she was only three. For years she was a pet locked up in a cage. She has always been living in the shadow of her cousin Delilah who is flawless. Delilah is that blonde girl that is the team captain of the cheerleading team, the one who gets all the boys, and the person who puts on the sweetest of masks in public but will gnaw your head off viciously when you are alone with her. Evie grew up writing and sketching in her free time. It was the only way she could express he complex maze of her mind. Evie was normally expected to be like Delilah she was stuffed into fur-fru dresses and sent off to beauty pageants she could care less about. For the longest time Evie has just wanted to be herself without the disapproving stares of strangers.
My name is Sir Potato. You eated my cupcake...Prepare to die.