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Dinah

Dear Diary, I'm beginning to feel I'm not like other people...

Created on 2008-06-27 21:37:19 (#15965896), last updated 2009-11-14

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Name:	Dinah Wherever

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Come here to me, I'm waiting...Feel the disease...☄

[Character name] Dinah Wherever
[Age] 15
[Canon] Bizenghast
[Point in time taken from canon] Post-volume 5

[Background] Dinah's life was fairly normal until she turned eight. Then, her parents died in a car crash and little Dinah was sent to live with her Aunt Jane in an old house in Bizenghast, Massachusetts. At that point, possibly from the stress of losing her parents at such a young age, Dinah began to see the ghosts that inhabited their house (there were a lot, it had been a school for delinquent boys and a hospital in the past). And when she ignored them out of pure fear, they began to attack her, biting and scratching her. Her aunt didn't believe she wasn't doing it to herself, and took her to psychiatrist after psychiatrist.

This lasted well into her teens, when she and her best friend Vincent stumbled across a strange place travelling through the woods one night. The place was the Sunken Mausoleum, a place where restless spirits are kept sleeping in vaults until a human agent can come through and send them on to whatever afterlife awaits them. And Dinah accidentally signed on to be that human agent, so it became her job to send the restless spirits on their way, by solving whatever riddle their dream presented, and waking them up. So, she and Vincent began clearing the Mausoleum's vaults, with a warning from the caretaker, Bali-lali (an anthropomorphic spider-jester): if they remained in a given vault come sunrise, or shirked their duties in any way, they would die (this mostly applied to Dinah, as it was her contract. And by mostly, I mean the second part).

Tension rose between Dinah and her aunt over her sneaking out at night to do her work, but eventually, the confidence Dinah gained through her experiences there, and the fact that it had lessened her fear of ghosts, lead to her and her aunt becoming closer. And work at the Mausoleum got easier when she and Vincent were joined by the Tower Guards Edaniel and Edrear. Then, out of the blue, tragedy struck: the particularly violent spirit they'd been chasing killed Vincent, and it seemed all of the Mausoleum's positive work on Dinah would be undone. She reverted to the frightened, helpless girl she'd been at the beginning, looking for a way to get Vincent back and not caring about anything else.

Her grief allowed her to fall pray to the wily spirits in the vaults, and she might have died if not for Edaniel and Edrear (mostly Edrear, he's the one that fights). Finally, the Mausoleum itself brought the three into a vault of its choosing so it could have a talk with Dinah. It told her "You can't dwell forever. You must carry on for your own sake and not live in the past. Wallowing in self-pity is not the way to live. You're stronger than that. You're worth more than that." And Dinah took those words to heart.

[Personality] Going through so much in the Mausoleum has made Dinah strong-willed and fairly self-confident. She shapes her own fate, rather than believing she has no choice in anything, like she did early on. She realizes that she has been pitying herself and relying on others (like Vincent) to make the tough decisions for her for a long time now, and is working to change that (it had changed a lot before Vincent died, but presumably, it'll be an even more noticable change now that her enabler is gone for good). At the same time, though, she's a young girl trying to cope with the death of her best and really, only, friend outside the Mausoleum. She's stopped dwelling on her grief and self-pity thanks to the Mausoleum's intervention, but she still has a lot of grief to work through. Especially considering the hints of romantic tension that were there, between her and Vi in the first three volumes.

She's gotten good at thinking on her feet/otherwise under pressure thanks to her tenure with the Mausoleum, and probably picked up a fair bit of problem-solving skill there as well. She's pretty quick-tempered, and calling her sensitive/any synonym of the word or treating her like a helpless damsel in distress are likely to set her off. Temper aside, she's generally a very nice, polite person, if a bit dark. I'd like to say she's got a Gothic mindset as well, in the every-day-is-Halloween, looking-for-beauty-in-dark-places sense. And she most likely has a morbid sense of humor, thanks, once again, to the Mausoleum. She's also...well, not exactly vain, but she seems to take a lot of pride in her appearance, fixing her hair in styles that sometimes look like they'd take a long time to do, and making her own clothes. Her wardrobe tends toward ornate Victorian Gothic and Gothic Lolita styles, which points to her having patience and an eye for detail and aesthetics (and also copious amounts of free time).

[Abilities] The only supernatural ability Dinah has is that she can see and communicate with ghosts. And usually, the ghosts seek her out, not the other way around. Aside from that, she has a talent for sewing (it's been hinted she sews a lot of her own clothes, if not from scratch, then at least heavily customized), and she gardens (I would go as far as to say horrorticulture- collecting and growing plants like they mention in old horror stories, wormwood and asphodel and such).

[Other important stuff]

[Sample post] She jerked awake- or at least, she thought she was awake, but...but what was she doing in the middle of the road? Had she sleepwalked right out of the house? No; a quick look around confirmed that this was not Bizenghast. That town had never looked this alive, for as long as she'd lived in it. Was this another dream, then? What...?

Dinah quickly rolled up her nightgown sleeve and pinched herself on the arm, wincing a little at the stinging sensation. No; not a dream, then. You couldn't feel pain in dreams. But then...no. She couldn't really have died, could she? That was just...that wasn't possible. That had to have been a nightmare. She remembered sneaking in the window of her bedroom, pulling on her nightgown and collapsing to bed...unless she'd died of a heart attack in her sleep, or something. 'Not likely.' She decided. 'I'd like to think it'd take more than some dream about dying to scare me that badly...'

It was then that she noticed the cell phone near her hand.

[Video; there is brief static, then anyone looking at their Dreamberry would see a young teenage girl, looking nervous and uncomfortable.]

Um...hello? Can...can anyone hear me? What is this place? ...Am I dreaming?

[The camera tilts around, as if she's playing with the Dreamberry, or examining it. A slight laugh is heard, and her voice is a touch amused when she speaks next.] Wow, fancy phone. I guess this place can't be too bad if they give away stuff like this...

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