Post by Lily Carson on May 27, 2011 4:19:03 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Lily Carson.
Nicknames: none.
Gender: Female
Date of Birth:February 12th 1987
Age:24
Sexuality: Straight
Clan: Protettori dei deboli Territory
Appearence:
If you ever get the chance to see Lily before she disappears from sight you’d notice she has a fragile look to her that is often accompanied by a look of innocence, with big bright blue eyes somewhere between the shades of ceil and steel blue, a heart shaped face with a complimentary fair complexion and dark waves she’s certainly a woman who turns heads although she is only human.
Abilities:
- Accelerated healing and ability to heal others
- Invisibility
- Memory Manipulation (but she can only erase up to a week’s worth, anything past a week she can’t even touch)
Play-By: Zooey Deschanel
Personality
Personality:
Lily is a human with abilities that would seem somewhat out of place in the new supernatural filled world. She is shy, timid and has is a naturally awkward person. She doesn’t know how to approach someone and just talk to them, and tends to panic over little things. If she lets her walls down that she puts up unconsciously you’ll see a kind-hearted, gentle and somewhat naïve person that is just worried and frightened of what the future holds for every species.
She hates conflict, which is one of the reasons she's happy she's with the Protettori and not in the Quelli.
Her shy and timid nature can often make her seem as ‘easy prey’ which does not help with her fears, however her abilities help her escape from situations that without them she would inevitably be killed in.
Likes:
x_flowers since she thinks they’re true beauty ‘in a world of demons in pretty masks’
x_books and reading
x_tea
x_soft music
x_warmth and sun
x_art
x_going for walks
Dislikes:
x_greed
x_too much violence
x_loud music
x_crowds
x_spiders
x_the thought of pain
The Past
Family: Deceased.
Pets: None.
History:
Lily lived quite a sheltered life which is probably the reason why she turned out the way she did. Her parents protected and kept her safe from the world, only for her to crash and wake up to realize how the world truly is when they died. She had no siblings and lived a lonely life due to her parents constantly being busy.
When her parents were killed in a plane crash on their way home from business trips when she was fourteen years old she was thrown out of her comfy and safe life into a cold dangerous world and placed into foster care of which was an unpleasant experience that she’d rather not relive and she developed her abilities a year after that.
When she finally escaped foster care she lived by literally staying invisible since she found that a safer way, however living as a ‘phantom’ is a lonely and miserable life and shortly afterwards she found sanctuary and her own inner peace and content living at a convent after nuns having taken her in.
But life at the convent was short lived, since six months later there was the big revelation and even the convent had crumbled from it so she left only to discover the Protettori clan, finally other people like her and that’s where she remained ever since. People of the Protettori accepted her and taught her how to control her other powers and how to use them to her advantage as well.
OOC NAME: Tof
RP EXPERIANCE: one year, two year, ten year, etc
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Well, I’m also Alistair on here(;
RP EXAMPLE:
Alistair ran a hand through his hair before lighting up a hand rolled cigarette with a click of his fingers. Christ maybe moving to New York City wasn’t one of his best ideas, but then again it was a bigger place than some places in England and here there probably wasn’t as many supernatural species that hated his ass…well, that much anyway. But he still had to keep a real low profile, otherwise the ones that want him dead may find out where he was and then he’d be screwed since he’d have to kill some which will make others want to kill him and then he’d have to kill them and then he’d just make more and more enemies and that was just not ideal. However there was another option, he could seek help from one of the main clans in this area just not the Quelli not just because the leader was too hateful for his liking but she also didn’t particularly like him since his ancestors had killed one or two of hers. The only reason she didn’t want to kill him on sight was because she knew he wasn’t like his ancestors and probably because he knew she had a slight soft spot for him- after all she wouldn’t have slept with him if she hadn’t.
Finishing his hand rolled he put out the end of the thing with his two fingers and put the bud in his pocket, he aimlessly walked in the shadows in NYC, careful not to draw attention to himself. Some kind of warm drink is what he needed and perhaps a late night bite to eat, he can deal with being on the run and hiding thing another night. Going to a near-by café he knew of, he began to think about what the hell he was going to do, he was bound to run into a supernatural at some point and although they might not be able to identify him straight away they would eventually and fuck knows what will happen then, ‘hell, stop worrying yourself Alistair, you never worry. Whatever happens, happens’ he opened the door to a twenty four hour café ordering a cappuccino, leaving the food for now; he knew he was going to stay here for a while. He sat at a table at the back but away from the window, and he watched as the rather plain woman got his cappuccino, she was plain but had a simple beauty to her. Enough to keep him watching her and her run around, her delicate hands moving fast to get the job done, and as she made her way over with his drink he smiled a thanks to her, and that seemed to make the woman cheerier. Man how did people get so miserable? Oh right it was because they were born in a miserable world that fed you pretty fables whilst you were a child only to throw you into the ugly world. Jeez, even he was starting to become miserable and negative, heh must be the Winter weather. He was always a bit of a grump in winter. He took a gulp of the boiling hot drink, it not scalding him like it would to others, but it was nice a perfectly warm down his throat. Today was going to be a long day.
