Age: She looks to be in her early twenties; really, she is 178 years old.
Gender: Female
Appearance: 
Elisa has fire red hair that hangs to her waist when let down. She normally keeps it up in some elaborate hairstyle. She has intense blue eyes that never shine. Her lips are full and pouty, but always look like she just bit into a sour apple. She wears 'brazen' makeup; bright red lips, kohl lined eyes, pale powdered face, rouged cheeks. She is thin, having lacked ample food her whole life. She has enough womanly curves to get by, especially with her wider set hips. She stands at five feet and three inches; average height for a woman at the time. Her skin is pale from spending most of her time inside. She has a couple scars on her stomach, but most people either don't see them, or don't care. She is dressed as a dirt dove does; proactively. She has a simple chemise that cuts low over her breasts, showing off her powdered bosom, a black bodice that pushes up her chest and cinches her waist in, a green silk over skirt that is hitched up, her ankles exposed. She wears simple silk black slippers, and a wilted white feather plume in her hair. She even has a fine embroidered fringed shawl, a gift from a customer. She still smells of a thick, cloying perfume.
Personality: Elisa is a bold woman. She started off sweet and innocent, as all little girls do. But the harsh world shaped her to be a survivor. She isn't afraid to speak her mind, even if her opinions are unpopular or wrong. She isn't shy or demure as women of that time are supposed to be. She doesn't have a soft or gentle voice, rather a loud and demanding one. She has no morals holding her back from doing whatever she damn well pleases. She strives to live a life of pleasure and happiness. She isn't afraid to exploit men openly, to get whatever she wants. She is flirty, but only because the job requires it. She detests girls who are nauseatingly giggly and feminine. She is bawdy and coarse, telling the facts of life like they are, and not sugar coating anything. She doesn't faint over blood, disease, death, or the dirtier things in life. She is a straight forward woman, but she doesn't reveal much about her deeper thoughts or past.
Arrival: Elisa was going for a walk through the woods after receiving some troubling news from a doctor. She thought she saw a cat running through the trees, and she followed it. She found herself deeper into the woods than she had originally intended. She saw the strange bunch of trees, and went closer to look at them, and tumbled into the different world.
Time Period: Victorian Age. She tumbled through in the year of 1856.
History: Uh this is the part I'm confused on, can one of the founders help me please x)
Other: 
And I love the 10 sentence rule- I remember, back when I was more active on this site, there was a lot more activity in the RP Forums and the other Forums in general, and thus there was a lot more "Semi-Lit" RPs like this.
Glad to hear you're interested~!
And Beatrice is finished~
