Post by Lyre Hastings on Jan 4, 2015 19:34:12 GMT -5
Basics
Name: Lyrica Hastings
Nicknames: Lyre (pronounced: Leer)
Age: 15
Birthday: April 12
Grade: 10th
Powers:
Plant manipulation: Lyre has the ability to control plant life. She is able to grow and manipulate things like vines, flowers, tree bark, even roots. She normally only uses this for her and other’s amusement: growing flowers in people’s hair or in her own and growing leaves and things for her to nibble on. But she is also able to use this quite well in battle, being able to control plants within a 20 foot radius of herself. She prefers to use vines and roots in battle situations so she herself doesn’t have to be put in harm’s way. She is also able to cover her skin in a thin layer of bark to provide some extra protection. It’s by no means impenetrable and is only as strong as the type of bark she makes it out of. She is able to grow poisonous plants, and because of this is able to consume them without being affected by the poison.
She uses energy every time she grows/manipulates a plant. Bigger plants obviously take much more energy than say a single flower. Growing plants from scratch takes more energy and drains her more than just speeding up the growth of an already existing plant. Once she stops actively controlling the plant she isn’t expending any more energy and whatever plants or grown or manipulated stay that way; she cannot kill or reverse anything. For example. If she made roots burst from the ground she is not able to put them back into the ground. Whatever she alters will stay in its altered state after she stops exerting control over it.
Tufted deer mimicry: Lyre physically mimics the tufted deer. Her fangs and antlers are a product of this. However her senses are also slightly enhanced, not to superhuman levels, but certainly better than the average joe. Her agility and speed are also enhanced, more so than her senses.
Plant mimicry: She can also mimic plants. This is voluntary, unlike her deer mimicry, and is able to be turned on and off so she can use it at will. When she mimics a plant, whether it be a tree or grass, she “becomes one” with it, blending into it and seeming to melt into it, essentially becoming part of the plant herself instead of just changing her skin to look like it, for example. She can only hold this “alternate form” for a few minutes at a time, having to put all of her concentration into staying with the plant.
Member Group: Neutral
Canon or not: Not
Appearance: Lyre is a petite girl, barely standing at a measly 5’3. She is finely boned, even delicate looking. Her skin is pale from genetics but has been warmed to a more...golden tone from how much time she has spent outside in her short life. Her hair is long and wavy, almost perpetually messy looking thanks to her not bothering to comb it unless it’s tangled and knotted. It is a rich chestnut brown, highlighted by the sections that have been lightened by the sun. She has big, brown innocent doe eyes that show what she’s thinking. She almost always has leaves or flowers in her hair, either grown by her or woven into it by hand.
Now for the interesting parts. Her mimicry isn’t just for a few enhanced senses and some speed. Tufted deer are a fanged species; and as such Lyre herself has fangs. Two small ones in place of her canines. They are sharp and are even capable of drawing blood if she bites down hard enough and isn’t trying to bite through anything thicker/tougher than a light jacket. On top of her head she has two small antlers that can be hidden by her hair if she wishes.
Personality
Overall Personality: Lyre is a mostly quiet girl, preferring to use actions rather than words unless she feels completely comfortable with the person. Even then, it might be only a few words at first. She’s not shy in the traditional sense...she just doesn’t seem to like to talk much though she loves to listen to others do just that. She prefers to communicate in gestures whenever possible but will talk if she needs to when meeting someone new, for example.
In a word, Lyre is innocent. She is naive to the world and almost seems a little childlike. She is intensely curious though and loves to learn new things. She’s just as likely to be found in a tree as she is with her nose buried in a book. She is a friendly thing, always offering a bright smile and a wave, a flower included. She likes to use people’s heads as gardens, but since it seems like most don’t mind it she uses that as a customary greeting as well, usually with cabbage roses.
She can be quite stubborn and determined, despite her sweet demeanor. She isn’t afraid to fight -with plants- to keep her friends safe or to keep people from hurting her forest. She sees the forest on Ashford as a feeling thing, not just a collection of trees but something that can feel pain so she wants to keep it safe. She thinks of it as a friend, practically.
But for all her cheeriness there is a different side of Lyre. Thanks to what the labs did to her she is wary and cautious, almost like a wild animal. She is terrified of tight, dark spaces and will have panic and anxiety attacks if enclosed in one. Though she has repressed most of the memories from the labs she has night terrors and nightmares about the place still and doesn’t get much sleep at times.
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Strengths(Should be mix of Personality, psychical and mental):
Weaknesses(Should be mix of Personality, psychical and mental):
Goals:
History
Family Members/guardians: None that she can really recall
History: Lyre did not have a normal childhood, by any means. Not even close. At a young age, too young for her to remember, she was kidnapped. Not for the usual reasons of ransom or for the amusement of a psychopath, but for “science.” But not the good, progressive kind of science. It was the bad, scary kind of science that should stay in movies and books and never come out into the real world. The laboratory wanted to create animal soldiers. Perfect killing machines. They chose deer for her, one of the fanged variety. Their thinking was that she could look sweet and innocent but could easily take one several opponents at once with her speed and agility.
Her time at the lab was hell on earth, her being subjected to countless experiments as they tried to force her to become stronger with her plants more than with her body. They didn’t think it was important that she learn traditional fighting styles since if she used her plants right she wouldn’t even be touched. When she failed or refused to perform as they wanted or even just for amusement they would lock her away in a small room that was devoid of light, keeping her weak enough so she wouldn’t be able to fight her way out if she ever decided to. This is why she’s so terrified of the dark now.
She doesn’t really remember much from how she escaped the labs at all, really. All she knows is that it was loud, bright, and green. She must have gotten angry at something or just simply became as fed up as she could possibly be and her plants reacted to her anger. She doesn’t want to remember, but has flashbacks in the form of nightmares but also can be triggered by things that remind her of her time at the labs.
Behind the Character
Name: Blitzy, any number of nicknames
Chatango Name: Blitzy01
RP Experience: 6-7 years
How did you find us?: I scryed it.
RP Sample: See Carter
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