Juliet Shields
"You can keep going and your legs might hurt for a week, or you can quit and your mind will hurt for a lifetime."
-Mark Allen
The Basics
FULL NAME: Juliet Marie Shields
ALIASES: Jules
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 21
SEX: Cisgender Female
GENDER AND PRONOUNS: Female, She/her
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Pansexual
FAMILY: Joel Shields, Father [deceased]; Nancy Shields, Mother [deceased]; James Shields, Brother, age 23 [comatose]
PETS: Chewbacca (AKA Chewy), Cane Corso
NATIONALITY: American
SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English
OCCUPATION: Student, Freelance Writer
RESIDENCE: Two bedroom apartment, fourth floor.
TRANSPORTATION: Harley-Davidson FXDR 114
FINANCIAL/SOCIAL STATUS: Upper-Middle Class
INCOME: Life insurance from parents, Disability for James, Small Inheritance, Freelance Writing.
EDUCATION: High School Graduate, College Student
FACE/VOICECLAIM: Marie Avgeropoulos
HEIGHT: 5’5”
WEIGHT: 121 lbs
BODY TYPE: Slender, Athletic
SCARS: 4 inch scar on left shoulder, 7 inch scar across torso
TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS: One on each ear
FASHION: Comfort, Practical
MBTI TYPE: ISFJ-A ("The Defender")
MORAL ALIGNMENT: Lawful Good
FEARS/PHOBIAS: Cars/Car accidents, Losing loved ones, Drowning, Excessive Bloodshed
HOBBIES: Kickboxing, Running, Reading, Knitting
Biography
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴' 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴' 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘢. 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘝, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢... 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘯𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥.
Mr. and Dr. Shields were perfect for each other. He was a professor, she a surgeon. Their eyes would light up when the other entered a room. They could make each other laugh with a single look, cheer each other up with a light touch or a soft kiss. It was like they were falling in love with each other all over again every single day. They found happiness within each other, and within their family. They had two beautiful children, three years apart: James and Juliet.
Her childhood was picturesque: a beautiful house with a yard and a pool, a supportive and loving family, good grades, many friends, and even more adventures. It wasn't until Juliet was eighteen when tragedy struck and her gaiety was distinguished.
A drunk driver slammed into the minivan, causing it to roll twice before crashing into the guardrail. Her mother died on impact, her father hours later on the operating table. James' heart stopped for three minutes, but the doctors managed to bring him back. Since that fateful day, he's been in the same room in the hospital, comatose, visited by Juliet at least twice a week, sometimes more. Juliet was lucky, or so she was told. A broken leg, fractured rib, and two deep cuts - both needed stitches. Within a year, she had fully recovered. Physically, at least.
Before the accident Juliet had wanted to be a lawyer, either criminal defense or legal malpractice. She wanted to help people the way her parents did, the way her brother was beginning to. Now, Juliet isn't sure what she wants to do with her life - a life that feets as if it ended years ago.
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