General Information

First name: Riley
Age: 17
Date of birth: 28th of June, 2001
Gender: Gender-fluid
Sexuality: All over the place
Relationship status: Single, not ready to mingle

Physical Appearance

Eye color: grey green
Skin color: tan? At least my arms are for some reason
Build of body: Kinda lumpy and pear shaped.
Hair color: dyed reddish brown
Hair style: above shoulder length
Posture: hunched
Typical clothing: I either wear plaid or pajamas. No inbetween. Unless it's school uniform of course
Is seen by others as: An awkwardly quiet person who barely talks and hangs around the outside of the chat area

Personality

Likes: Cats, drawing, writing, roleplaying
Dislikes: the smell of dogs (Don't get me wrong, I like dogs, but their smell is yech, people touching me without some sort of warning (like brushing against me from behind or something), spiders
Fears: spiders, heights, crowds, cranes (the machinery), moths, butterflies and bones breaking (especially teeth)
Personal goals: Improve on my art and complete high school. Also take on an animation course.
General attitude: careless, calm, quiet
Religious values: none
General intelligence: not very smart
General sociability: not very sociable

Health

Illnesses: depression, mild psychosis, social anxiety
Sleeping habits: on and off
Energy level: low
Eating habits: average, if not low
Memory: terrible

Relationships

Parents: Got both, both good
Siblings: younger brother and older sister, both good
Friends: Only a handful, but they're the chosen ones
Best friend(s): 2 real life ones, several online ones.

Others

Occupation: Student
Favourite types of food: sweet
Favourite types of drink: sweet
Hobbies/past times: Drawing, writing, knitting, roleplaying
Guilty pleasures: baths, chocolate, ice cream
Pet peeves: People who don't bathe, people touching me, people with bad vibes
Pets: 2 dogs, 2 birds, a few fish and 3 cats (one of them is a stray that keeps coming to our place so we feed him.
Talents: drawing, writing
Favourite colours: red, blue, black, gold, silver.
Favourite type of music: dark types and Japanese types. Not metal. Ew.

Meet Grimm

((Wasn't sure if I should have done it in the story world or here, so... Ye. Here))

You wake up slowly with a headache. You sit up and your head throbs. Your left hand goes to your temple and you flinch as you feel a lump. You believe you had tripped, since you are in the middle of a forest. A very dark one. You don't remember how you got here.
There was a forest near your home, but it wasn't as sinister as this one.
The trees reached up to the sky and kept going, way past the misty clouds above your head. The lowest branches were meters above your head. Way too high to scale, unless you know how to professionally climb trees.
You feel the soft, cool dirt with your hands. This is somewhat calming. Then you notice that it's earily quiet.

<What do you do?>

((Ok, if more then one person is doing this, feel free to read their's, but keep in mind that it doesn't count in YOUR story unless you and the other person wanna somehow join up or something))