Lily McTeir

[lily]

Finished? Yes


O N _ Y O U

Name/Alias: Erin
Gender: Girl
Experience: 2 years and a bit
Location: Canada (best country EVER)

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C H A R A C T E R _P R O F I L E

b a s i c s

Full Name: Lily Elladore McTeir
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Date of Birth:
Tainted? Yes
Ability: Astral projection- At this point Lily has been able to stay in her projection state for a long period of time. Mainly her body just shuts down in a way so it appears as though she is sleeping, and her body goes very still. Yet her spirit wanders around freely not being restricted by any walls or doors. This is very handy if there is some sort of obstacle standing in her way and she needs to get through it.
Beliefs: Lily has always been completely comfortable around the tainted, since both her parents we’re tainted. Nobody deserves to be treated anything less than what they prove themselves to be.



a p p e a r a n c e

Eyes: Lily has grey-green eyes that are just one solid color in-between the two. They are allergic to different things like dust and smoke. They always give anyway her mood away and tip everyone of to how she’s feeling.
Hair: Her hair is quite lovely, it’s long twisting wave that reach just a centimeter or so beneath her waist. Usually it’s twisted back to keep out of her face. Lily doesn’t like to make a big huge fuss of it like she did when she was younger. Now she will just put in a bit of product to make sure it doesn’t frizz out, run a brush through it, call it a day.
Height: 5’7
Weight: 125
Distinguishing Features: Her goofy grin when she gets happy.
Her long legs, like very long.
The scar from a rusty needle that went through her right foot when she was little.
Scarred up knee caps from trying to ride a bike and failing.
A birthmark the shape of a peanut on her butt.
Other: Lily is very pretty even though she disagrees. She is very tanned and has a lean body. Though she often prefers not to particularly go out of her way to ‘flaunt’ herself, sometimes she does like a little extra attention. Usually she will wear a sweater overtop a pair of boot cut jeans with some accessories during work. After though her style easily changes into what ever place she is going to, if it’s a bar, club, party etc. This means things get a little higher or lower, depending on the weather. Lily doesn’t wear fur and pretty much cringes at the thought of it.



p e r s o n a l i t y

Likes: Animals
Being a vet
Perry [eventhoughtheyhavn’tbeentalkinginforever!]
Her power
Exercise
Friends
Walks
The beach
Dance
Men
Dislikes: Losing an animal
Things being hurt
Lies
Getting abandoned
Smoking
Laziness
Stereotypes
Egos
The Good Points: A sweetheart
Down to Earth
Intelligent
If she’s comfortable around you, you can’t shut her up
Caring
Loving
Accepting
Persuasive
The Bad Points: Procrastinates
Shy
Would rather laugh off the bad stuff than deal with it
Holds things in
Sets her aim low
Hates failing and gets upset if she does fail
Bad with names
Habits: Snapping her fingers when she’s trying to remember
Naming everything
Not being able to sit still
Possessions/Obsessions/Other: Her car she got two years ago. She loves animals and is constantly ‘taking her work home’ so to speak. When she doesn’t have work she is volunteering, going out or doing something, not just sitting at home bored.



o r i g i n s

Place of Birth: Sanglineé, France.
Family: Derrick McTeir
Delilah McTeir
History: Derrick and Delilah we’re both very interesting people to meet. They we’re a little out there, yes, but you we’re never left bored or un-educated if you spent even the smallest amount of time in a room with them. They seemed to know everything about everyone, though it was never gossip. More like ‘How did Frannies soccer game go?’ or ‘Is Jacob feeling better’. They we’re sweet people that wanted to have a BIG family, when Lily was born they we’re overjoyed by their little angel, loving her as best they could. Unfortunately after that they didn’t seem to be able to conceive anymore children, for a while Delilah was so depressed it hurt Derrick a lot to see his wife so unhappy. Though they tried their best to hide the sadness from Lily, she could sense it was there.

Being the busy bee’s they we’re the McTeir’s we’re friends with almost every family, and that included the Walsh’s. Specifically Persephone. Though her older sister Cecilia was downright awful to the both of the them two we’re the best of best friends. Spending every single moment they could together. Sleepovers, tea parties the works. They we’re both a little odd, and never the most popular but it suited them just fine. During this time Lily started to become interested in animals, she thought the exotic sort we’re the most interesting, giraffes, baboons, lions etc.

All throughout school she would go read books on animals on how they ate, slept, lived and then started becoming aware of the hunters. Needless to say hunting or hurting animals became a HUGE no-no to Lily. There we’re rescue missions down by the creek regularly. Though, while Lily was becoming more into her environmentalist stage Perry was growing into a popularity stage. The two we’re finding it harder to connect, while Lily was popular herself it wasn’t in the same way Perry was becoming. At 13 Lily had enough of this side of Perry and just stopped trying.

While Lily did miss her friend she tried to do different things, it wasn’t easy for a 13 year old who is trying to discover who she is, what she wants to do in life and go without her best friends since she was a little kid. Perry though must have been having similar troubles because suddenly she wanted to be friend’s with Lily again. Lily was skeptical, not sure if it was just some little trick she was pulling, and dared (well if you want to get technical, double dog dared) Perry to go on a date with the LEAST popular guy in the entire school she could find. A serious date to, all the works, the guy she chose was named Constantine and really he was definitely not popular. After that things quickly returned to the way they we’re before all the popularity divided them and the could just be the two weird girls again.

When Lily started developing her powers she wasn’t really put off at all by them, since both her parents had the same powers as well and told her EVERYTHING she would need to know about them. Lily enjoyed them a lot, understanding her parents far better because of it. Though poor Perry was the only one in her family who was Tainted, which means she way all on her own with this. Lily was there for her though, trying to help her figure it out as well, though she really knew nothing of what was going on with Perry. But once Perry got better with it she no longer had those fears and enjoyed them. Things we’re still good up until they we’re 19 when Perry and Con got bad and she left town, without even a real explanation, the only thing Lily knew was she went to London, after that she really didn’t have a clue where Perry had gone.

Lily stayed in San, to afraid to leave or go anywhere. She attended university and got her Veterinary license, then worked in a local Pet hospital since. Lily still has yet to do or see much in her life, but she’s a sweet girl and has a lot of friends, and is really happy with her life. Her only one regret was not following after Perry, maybe things would have been A LOT different if she had.


m i s c

RP Sample: Ice was cold, well it’d have to be since it was frozen, but the chill was not a welcomed thing. As winter was fast coming to an end this gave a perfect opportunity to practice certain skills. Well the ice was softer not but still solid, so it shouldn’t be that hard to help it along changing it’s form from ice to water and back, when mother nature was doing half the work for you. But- it took absolutely none of the fun away. Kristin loved the water, she always had. For a while when she was hiding her powers from everyone she wondered if it was because she’d loved the water so much that was why she had the ability to move it. The first time however that water had ever done what she wanted it was a big deal, saving her fathers life, after that it had basically taken all the energy out of her body and left her weak so she’d spent the rest of her life from that point building up the ability to make it more secure. You had to be secure. Water is a force, a part of nature that shouldn’t be in the control of a 19 year old girl, but she was abundantly responsible with it, never careless, and never caught, so that when the time did come that things got out of hand she could get things managed no problem.

Perhaps one of the most difficult parts to having the power was that it had, under all circumstances, to be kept a secret. Yet every night at 6 o’clock there are stories of floods, tidal waves, dames breaking and people loosing their lives, when Kristin could have done something. But the world was stubborn and not willing to accept what she could offer, they cut her open, experiment on her, kill her ultimately before the idea of an outside ‘freak’ helping them. That’s what she wanted more than anything was to help. The possibilities we’re nearly endless, since water was right up there with oxygen of top importance. The ability to transport water to other country’s so that no where went through a drought, helping the environment to sustain itself through global warming and so many more things. Though they we’re merely fantasy’s her mind thought of while she continued her normal life.

“Step, step, jump!” The path was so familiar by this point it was not even worth it to count the number of paces to the river from her house anymore. Kristin had come here almost every single night since she’d moved to Marseille, in fact it was so familiar by now that her feet had made their own track through the woods. It was a short-cut, just incase anyone did ever to manage to come by and see her, that she could sneak away without being captured.

Captured.

Many times when things hadn’t gone exactly, right, and she could have sworn there we’re eyes watching her do what she does best, she would stay up all night picturing what would have happened. Would they call the police? Lock her up in a cage. Torture her for information she didn’t have? There was no conspiracy here, well, maybe there was, but she definitely was not a part of it.

The trees we’re thick through this part, thought the path was memorized well, when to duck, when to jump, what branches to hold so they don’t swing back and hit you. Time was her friend, for now at least. It was late sort of, a quarter past twelve. In a small town hardly anyone was out now, and if people we’re they wouldn’t be in a forest, well, she was sure there might be someone that watched her out her, but only because she was paranoid, probably. The only light spared was that which the moon cast down, it skipped some spots in the forest floor. Mainly covered in the white fluffy stuff though, some parts had already melted through. It was wet so her socks we’re drenched already. Then again she always got wet doing this. Curse or blessing. Take it or leave it.

Coming to the end of her trail she’d been at her almost running pace for half an hour now and had finally heard the sound that sent tingling down her spine.

The current.

It was a beautiful sound really, no one ever took the time to just appreciate the water and it’s power. Kristin found herself humbled to it instantly. Stepping close to the edge she checked it out a little, the edge we’re frozen solid, yet the further inward towards the center was where the water was at its strongest. Suddenly it was rising straight upwards into the sky, growing higher and higher! Then it curved and spilt into to separate streams of the precious liquid high into the sky, above the trees and beyond. Kristin stared, still taken in by the sight, as the bottom froze; keeping the water in place, the frost built up and soon it was cemented in place, in twisted, beautiful spirals. Kind of like a metaphor for her sometimes, twisted and crazy, but beautiful none the less. Soon it buckled and crashed again into the stream. Before it had a chance to settle she was raising it again, this time it formed a cylinder spiral around her, starting at the base of her feet to the top of her head and beyond, tunneling itself while she remained centered. The water splashed off of her soaking her till she solidified it as it was high in the sky. Again she made different structures and shapes with the water always returning it to the river from which it came from.

“Beautiful.”

Breathless awe was all there was left, her body was wiped but there was still energy in her to do more. Her clothes had dried as it wasn’t hard to remove water, Kristin could not only move large masses of water, but she’d spent so much time for months and months just doing little things that even the tiniest amount of water was left penetrable to her. It was freeing. Liberation. Completely and totally addicting.

Character Model: Jennifer Morrison

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