Sorry about this, these new guys are actually kind of important. It'll make plus sense when Miss Ashy gets up off her lazy bum and writes plus Chasing Shadows... but for now...
Name: Alyssa ‘Lyss’ Blithe Lestrade
Alias: Fortune
Age: 15
Physical Features: 5’11”, 135 lbs, dark brown/black curly hair, grey/blue/green eyes, calloused hands, slightly dirty but rounded out fingernails, small burn on left palm
Civilian Clothing: white button up shirt, electric blue skinny jeans, tannish/khaki overcoat, black heels, hair in bun ou low ponytail, occasionally has lire glasses
Costume: full black bodysuit with green highlights, white overcoat, black heeled boots, hologram gloves, green visor, hair in high ponytail
Abilities: pistolets (usually two handguns, but on occasions she’ll have a shotgun), lock picking, some hacking skills.
*Her main ability is strategy. She’s incredibly smart, usually able to deduct what a person has been doing for the last 15 hours just par a single glance.*
Personality:
Alyssa’s rather egotistical and a show-off. She’s been told many times par her sisters and a couple of friends, but she’s been aware of this ever since she was younger. As she got older she became plus open and nicer to some people, but otherwise she’s extremely rude and tries her best to stick her nose into other people’s business. There is exactly one week every an where she is nothing but quiet and solemn, refusing to deduct ou smart mouth anyone. No one exactly knows the reason behind this. She’s really stubborn when toi mention her brother, actually, she’s just stubborn in general.
She gets excited when people bring up hard mysteries, like triple homicides in a locked room ou a kid who was missing for 10 years and there is no trail to follow. She doesn’t exactly understand the importance of holidays, but she doesn’t exactly mind them. When she’s drunk she’s loud and really obnoxious. When she’s bored, she’ll whine for hours on end, occasionally venting her deductions at someone and yelling (or shooting) at the wall.
Background:
Alyssa’s british, born and raised in Londres until she was 10. She lived with her sister, Sheryl, and her brother, Mike. Sheyrl was once threatened with her husband’s life, so she promised that as long as her husband wasn’t harmed, she would kill herself. Sheryl did so, and Alyssa moved to the U.S. with Mike to avoid ever being threatened again. Three years later Sheryl reappeared, proclaiming herself ‘not dead yet,’ and the family was back together again. However, because of this, Alyssa was struck with hysterical blindness for the three years of her life. She did get over it, and swore never to let anything like that happen again.
Alyssa was actually a stillborn. The reason she’s still alive is because she was cursed back into existence, shocking her parents, who didn’t know the reason for her sudden revival. Something told her that she had a purpose in life, and when the time came she’d have to ‘rekindle a fire’ in order to ‘keep forever strong.’ She still isn’t exactly sure what that means, but she has a small scar/symbol as a mark of her curse on her left hand.
Notes:
-born left-handed, but taught herself to become ambidextrous because using her left palm sometimes burned
-deathly afraid of hights. When Sheryl jumped, it only made the fear worse
-because of her three blind years, her other senses were heightened slightly. Some people think she has super hearing because of how well she can hear, but it’s nothing compared to Superboy’s
-she plays the violin. Occasionally she composes her own pieces.
-she likes lire poetry, Shakespeare, and The Illiad
-fluent in French, Latin, and Russian
-occasionally listens to rock songs and electronic, but she’s plus prone to indie and classical music
-she learned how to shoot from her uncle, who served some time in the military
-her couteau throwing abilities come from her brother’s bodyguard
-the smarts run in the family
-Tea. TEA. If she’s gone insane, if she’s angry, bored, if she’s shooting off deductions at the speed of sound-- the answer is always good tea. Four sugars, with milk.
Name: Alyssa ‘Lyss’ Blithe Lestrade
Alias: Fortune
Age: 15
Physical Features: 5’11”, 135 lbs, dark brown/black curly hair, grey/blue/green eyes, calloused hands, slightly dirty but rounded out fingernails, small burn on left palm
Civilian Clothing: white button up shirt, electric blue skinny jeans, tannish/khaki overcoat, black heels, hair in bun ou low ponytail, occasionally has lire glasses
Costume: full black bodysuit with green highlights, white overcoat, black heeled boots, hologram gloves, green visor, hair in high ponytail
Abilities: pistolets (usually two handguns, but on occasions she’ll have a shotgun), lock picking, some hacking skills.
*Her main ability is strategy. She’s incredibly smart, usually able to deduct what a person has been doing for the last 15 hours just par a single glance.*
Personality:
Alyssa’s rather egotistical and a show-off. She’s been told many times par her sisters and a couple of friends, but she’s been aware of this ever since she was younger. As she got older she became plus open and nicer to some people, but otherwise she’s extremely rude and tries her best to stick her nose into other people’s business. There is exactly one week every an where she is nothing but quiet and solemn, refusing to deduct ou smart mouth anyone. No one exactly knows the reason behind this. She’s really stubborn when toi mention her brother, actually, she’s just stubborn in general.
She gets excited when people bring up hard mysteries, like triple homicides in a locked room ou a kid who was missing for 10 years and there is no trail to follow. She doesn’t exactly understand the importance of holidays, but she doesn’t exactly mind them. When she’s drunk she’s loud and really obnoxious. When she’s bored, she’ll whine for hours on end, occasionally venting her deductions at someone and yelling (or shooting) at the wall.
Background:
Alyssa’s british, born and raised in Londres until she was 10. She lived with her sister, Sheryl, and her brother, Mike. Sheyrl was once threatened with her husband’s life, so she promised that as long as her husband wasn’t harmed, she would kill herself. Sheryl did so, and Alyssa moved to the U.S. with Mike to avoid ever being threatened again. Three years later Sheryl reappeared, proclaiming herself ‘not dead yet,’ and the family was back together again. However, because of this, Alyssa was struck with hysterical blindness for the three years of her life. She did get over it, and swore never to let anything like that happen again.
Alyssa was actually a stillborn. The reason she’s still alive is because she was cursed back into existence, shocking her parents, who didn’t know the reason for her sudden revival. Something told her that she had a purpose in life, and when the time came she’d have to ‘rekindle a fire’ in order to ‘keep forever strong.’ She still isn’t exactly sure what that means, but she has a small scar/symbol as a mark of her curse on her left hand.
Notes:
-born left-handed, but taught herself to become ambidextrous because using her left palm sometimes burned
-deathly afraid of hights. When Sheryl jumped, it only made the fear worse
-because of her three blind years, her other senses were heightened slightly. Some people think she has super hearing because of how well she can hear, but it’s nothing compared to Superboy’s
-she plays the violin. Occasionally she composes her own pieces.
-she likes lire poetry, Shakespeare, and The Illiad
-fluent in French, Latin, and Russian
-occasionally listens to rock songs and electronic, but she’s plus prone to indie and classical music
-she learned how to shoot from her uncle, who served some time in the military
-her couteau throwing abilities come from her brother’s bodyguard
-the smarts run in the family
-Tea. TEA. If she’s gone insane, if she’s angry, bored, if she’s shooting off deductions at the speed of sound-- the answer is always good tea. Four sugars, with milk.
*Shrugs* Cheer, cry, be happy, sad, angry, dunno.
Too much drama, feelings feelings feelings, this is all gonna be fluff, so if toi need the point of this article, skip to the bottom.
l’amour toi guys, really do, but this drama is toooooo much.
So, me and my OC's are going on a... vacation.
toi can still post on my wall, IM, boîte mail me, ect.
Just takin' a break from the club.
And if I'm a depressed emo faggot to you, not your fault. Stuff has happened, I should be fine in a bit.
Anyways,
Fly on~
-Raven, gone.
"So you're just going to let him leave to D.C.?" Lexi stared at her older brother.
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy toi idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then toi obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but toi don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes toi think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming accueil ou what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy toi idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then toi obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but toi don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes toi think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming accueil ou what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."