We are all Sentinels. Whether you accept this fact or not, when your soul dies you become a guardian of a star and from thenceforward, you fight and protect the star until you are worthy enough to pass into the gates of The Unknown. To let a star fade is unacceptable, to betray your star is unheard of, but to take another’s star for your own gain is an act of treason. We are the champion of the stars and it is our job to see to it that you never break any of these rules. We are the Sentinels of the Starry Skies.

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Marcella I didn’t fight. I never did. “Who are you! What have you done with my precious baby!?” Even when the blows fell, I refused to fight. Nothing I did or did not do could chan...

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We welcome: Marcella L. Terrance, Sentinel

Full Name: Marcella Lei Terrance

Age: 21

Date of Death: November 24, 2010

Height: 5 ft 9 in

Personality: Since she had to grow up from a very young age, Marcella can handle herself in tough situations and talk her way out of most things. Though she won't show it, she'd rather have someone else calling the shots and taking charge. Her main goal in life (and now death) is to make sure everything goes according to plan, even when things get dicey. Marcella finds it hard to function without a structure and often takes time out to think alone and keep a level head. Overall she's a bit OCD.

Appearance: Marcella feels she has little time to worry about hair, so she pays very little attention to it. The ends of her hair stop just above her elbows and she often gets frustrated when it gets in the way. Her midnight black hair brings out the color of her skin which is like diluted coffee (tan) and her eyes are a rather dark shade of green.

Likes: Believing in something beyond the physical senses, children (not like a creep), warm beverages, kiwi-flavored anything, and her little brother.

Dislikes: Hair and spiders! Especially when they're combined, hairy spiders takes the cake for ultimate scariness. Pineapples, guava, and other strange sounding fruit is pretty gross... So is anything remotely resembling dried fruit. Blatant ignorance, loud noises (i.e. thunder, fireworks), and being put in charge.

Family/Friends: Having recently moved to New York, Marcella doesn't have many friends. She lives at home in an apartment with her parents and little brother. Her mother suffers from mental problems and believes that this 'Marcella' is not the real one, so she frequently tries to hurt her (suffocation, choking, etc). The father works long hours to escape the crazy home life, therefore he is hardly in her life.

How Did You Die: It was the day before her brother's 11th birthday and she was working the late shift in one of the shops of China Town, New York. She got permission to leave early to buy the gift for her brother, but just as she was getting out of the district, a series of firework explosions went off beside her. A few people were injured and one or two people sustained 2nd degree burns, but Marcella's body was burned beyond recognition. Her family still thinks she's missing due to the unidentifiable remains.

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