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What You See: The Manticore
Beneath the Mask: Frona Eos
Alias: Fran
Count the Candles: 29
Gender: double X chromosome
I Prefer: Bisexual
Appearance: [Alter-ego form] [Public form]
Personality: When on her various meds, she's mild mannered and sometimes a bit sarcastic. She tends not to speak to people unless she feels it's her business to do so but generally holds disdain for those around her.
My Story: She was born and raised in a small town called Citallane and from a small age her parents, like most, thought theirs was special. Little did they know how special she actually was until she was about seven. Little Frona had exhibited strange abilities as though they were second nature; not even a second thought as if it was different from the others. As much as her parents loved her, they also feared her for her strange power and usually forbade her from using it while in the house or out in public. Eventually she came to hate herself for her unique ability, using it as little as possible and being as helpful as she could to her parents, just so she would no longer see the hidden fear and regret in their eyes.
Around the age of eighteen she had come to terms with her abilities and had moved out of the home; moving into the city to make a life for herself. Around this time she had met the love of her life and they moved in together. With his help she had started her own business in the clothing industry. They were modestly successful with the business and lived relatively well also having moved into an upstairs apartment from where she worked. They eventually got married and had a son. But rumors were swirling about her from a past event within her shop; hero killer, psychopath, murderer...
She had been framed for something she had not done and payed the price. Though no one could tie her to it, the stigma stayed the same. Even her husband had his secret doubts. Business stopped coming in and money started to grow scarce. One afternoon coming back from a futile job search, she was welcomed to the sight of her home and business in flames, graffiti sprayed with profanities and onlookers everywhere. When the fire was quelled, two bodies were found. A man and a child, the father bound to a chair and the baby left in its crib. From the sight of their body bags she had lost her mind; killing anyone that was close to her with her power as she fell to her knees, screaming her lungs out with little to comfort her but her own embrace. She was twenty-two at the time.
Her trial had been a doozy to most. But in the end the plead of insanity had prevailed, sending her to an insane asylum for a number of years before she was released unto the populace once more. She moved away from the city which now harbored such dark memories for her. Moved as far as her remaining money could take her until the arrived to the current city in which this chapter of her life starts. She currently lives in a loft where she has an online business for custom clothing.
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Powers/Abilities:
> Major:
[ Keratin manipulation ] - the ability to control and manipulate the shape, length, and density of her hair and nails. Often used to create horns, quills, feathers, claws and thin exoskeletons. One of her most used skills is to bring several hairs together to form spear like tips about her, the shafts of them being nothing but flexible strands of hair to move and evade freely. Another skill being to extend the hairs of her body a foot out to feel any attacks that may come too close, allowing her to evade certain melee attacks preemptively.
Her hair can take on the textures of all naturally occurring furs or plumage from the thick water resistant feathers of a penguin to the airy softness of a chinchilla. Each hair can extend to about 30 feet in radius. Once done, it can either be returned to it's original size or chopped off. Once chopped away from her, she no longer has control over the keratin.
> Minor:
[ Increased Healing ] - Having her growth hormones redirected to her hair follicles(which is why she is so short), it has also redirected itself to restoring her body when injured. It can only repair small cuts and slight burns in a matter of minutes. Anything bigger than that and it will take longer, pulling away from keratin growth to focus on the body. If the wound is self inflicted, the injury will be looked over and will heal as a normal person's would.
[ Gliding ] - As mentioned, she can create feathers from her hair, making it possible for her to leap across larger gaps she couldn't cross otherwise.
[ climbing ] - using her nails as climbing spikes when needed, she can dig them into wood and mortar allowing her to scale certain vertical surfaces with ease. She is quite spritely at doing so.
[ Heightened senses ] - One of her senses that is more acute is her sense of smell. It is not as strong as a bloodhound, but it is enough to make her more open to her surroundings. The hair on her body is also more sensitive. She can feel close vibrations in the air and can pick up certain sounds that are in proximity to her. That being said, it has also made her more aware of her body movements, making it more precise.
Equipment: Twin blades tucked away behind her, small first aid kit, rubber bands, safety pins, paper clips, Swiss army knife.
Weaknesses:
[ Keratin Strain ] - After a certain amount of time continuously regrowing hair and nails from her body, her skin will become raw and overly sensitive to touch making it near impossible for her to touch anything without feeling pain. Upon even further use, the keratin will weaken, becoming little more than thin brittle wisps and her pores will bleed out along with the proximal nail folds (the part where your nail is under skin). As these are self inflicted wounds, her increased healing would not renew her body and so she must wait the ailments out.
[ Paranoia ] - having her hairs so sensitive to movements has made her jumpy from slight touches either from small bugs or even just the wind brushing against her. Often times her body spasms or recoils from nothing at all, only increasing her stress if in a bad situation. This also causes her to feel half of her senses are in false alarm, sometimes making it easier for enemies to attack or follow her when not alert.
[ Overexertion ] - With her growth as a human being stunted by her power, she does not have the same endurance as anyone else would with their body. She could easily get tired out if not careful with her actions or even faint if she pushes her body too much.
Accounted For: Widowed
I Fight For: Neutral
Whistle a Tune: Muse - Hysteria
Gaia Username: Montiqueue
 Montiqueue · Sat Jun 22, 2013 @ 01:19am · 0 Comments |
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