Info
Real Name: Dinah Flynn
Nationality: American
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship: Single
Home: Winter Harbor, Maine
Height: 5’2”
Build: Thin, lean muscle
Biography
Dinah grew up on a crab farm, and often had to spend laying long lines of fishing cages, and even longer hours pulling them back up and emptying them. The effort needed for this instilled a great deal of focus into her, as she would constantly need to make sure she was not getting her fingers removed by her prey. As she spent most of her waking hours either in school or helping her father and siblings on the water, her worldview was very narrow. Being the second-youngest of seven children, she both ample opportunity to gain a temper, and have it stifled in fights and arguments that never seemed to get resolved.
She knows her fair share of small, insignificant betrayals, being saddled with work her elder siblings didn’t want to do, being blamed for mishaps that weren’t hers, normal sibling stuff, you know. However, these things don’t sit well after 16 years, scant apology, and no changes. She knows one major betrayal. Her mother wasn’t dead, but she had left and seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth two years prior, when the crab farm had taken a dive and the family had two of the eldest five children in college. This left Dinah with a bitter taste in her mouth, as her mother had left her only with the duty to take over the farm, as she seemed to be the only one who cared, other than her father. Of course, this life her mother prescribed didn’t include college herself. Nor did it allow her to pursue her two loves: all things creative, and all things technological.
When she received the link, what she felt she had received was a promise, that at least in this world, she could change something, do something meaningful, live for more than just money. True, the VR aspect promised some pain, and the realism promised suffering if she didn’t play her cards just right, but it also offered freedom and escape. That promise was worth every ounce of pain she could endure.
