Name: Sionnach Rhyme
Age: 19
Birthday: July 2
Gender: Female
Category: Student
Class: College: Blacksmithing
Appearance Description: Not one to stay in the shadows of society, Sionnach is a fan of leather and neon colours - and often together. Her hair, only rarely falling past her collarbones to its full length, is naturally nearly colourless but occasionally dyed anywhere from light cotton candy pink to glow-in-the-dark orange to black; she usually takes good care of her roots, and can pull strange colours off surprisingly well with her translucently pale skin. Her eyes are a vibrant, medium blue and are often accented with blue in her clothing, especially ribbons dressing up her mounds of just-curly-enough-to-be-interesting hair.
Sionnach is quite appreciative of the delicacy of her features, considering her genetic predispositions, and has a small, straight nose, strong cheekbones, and a clean jawline that keeps her face angular and light-boned, although a rather serious-looking scar leans across her face from above her right eyebrow to below her left eye; it gleams rather grey thanks to her metallic blood. Her mouth is a little wide but well-lipped, and often shaded to a dark ruby; the width does allow her a wonderfully evil grin, what with her sharp teeth. Her narrow ears lie close to her skull and their long, tapered points are easily hidden in her hair. The remainder of her build is similarly sharply gentle, and she keeps a close eye on her weight and fitness to avoid bulking up too much.
When it comes to clothing, Sionnach dresses to impress. Bold, daring, and in love with the vivid, she tends to wander between silver-accented black leather (completed with heavy black eye make up and dark lips) and blue and purple tie-dyed garments that may induce seizures in some individuals. Despite being on the tall side already, Sionnach adores high heels, and has a considerable collection. Most are strikingly coloured or metal-studded, but she has a few pale floral pairs in there just to shake things up - and she is also rather fond of her black Crocs, which are usually heavily decorated with lady bugs. Overall, she is extremely distinctive - except when she's not. It's totally within her nature to wander around in worn out sweats just to mess with people. Jewellery is also variably common, but ribbons, leather straps, and vibrantly coloured rocks.
Oh, and she weighs well over two hundred pounds, despite being slightly built (but not despite standing about 5'9"; that fits a little bit better). Metal blood and all that.
Personality Description: Loud, dramatic, uninhibited, and thoroughly unconcerned with laws and morals, Sionnach is a lanky undergrounder with a love for sun (and sunscreen) and anything that catches her fancy. Vividity and liveliness are her main draws, in people, animals, and structures. She adores parties and will show up regardless of invitation or dress, though she does like to robe herself in interesting and showy clothing.
Sionnach will readily steal, assault, bribe, harass, sleep with, feed, nag, humour, pet, and dote as she feels fit at any particular moment, and with little concern for history most of the time. She loves to fight, but is somewhat prone to turning a brawl into a makeout session (or just scaring away her opponent with a kiss) and has zero requirements as to gender. She has a soft spot for the adorably awkward as well as the passionate, and also cats. Cats are the most amazing thing the surface has to offer.
Powers: Sionnach's blood is a form of liquid red-silver metal that she can control. She can manipulate its state between liquid and solid, and can change its physical shape at will, though she cannot levitate her blood. She can eject it from her body, leaving it attached or shooting it outwards with force, but as it is her blood she cannot have too much outside of her circulatory system at a time without suffering from bloodloss. The amount of blood she can effectively use depends on her overall physical health and how well she can stand up to such symptoms as low blood pressure at that particular time. She cannot bleed out unintentionally while conscious and she can harden any of her blood internally to prevent injury. Her skin can tear but the networks of capillaries throughout the outer surfaces of her body make for very effective body armour - and even if her blood is liquid, it is still very dense and at least blunts most sharp edges passing through it. She does not have a healing factor, per se, but she can prevent bruising and clot any injury at will.
As a goblin, Sionnach is adapted to darkness and the very three-dimensional world of underground cave systems. She can see as well in the dark as she can in light, and can faintly see thermal radiation within the range of body temperature to campfire-sized open flame. She can also fit through any space she can get her head through, having a pectoral girdle structure similar to a cat, and has disproportionately strong fingers (and toes) that make it very easy to climb.
Biography:
Age: 19
Birthday: July 2
Gender: Female
Category: Student
Class: College: Blacksmithing
Appearance Description: Not one to stay in the shadows of society, Sionnach is a fan of leather and neon colours - and often together. Her hair, only rarely falling past her collarbones to its full length, is naturally nearly colourless but occasionally dyed anywhere from light cotton candy pink to glow-in-the-dark orange to black; she usually takes good care of her roots, and can pull strange colours off surprisingly well with her translucently pale skin. Her eyes are a vibrant, medium blue and are often accented with blue in her clothing, especially ribbons dressing up her mounds of just-curly-enough-to-be-interesting hair.
Sionnach is quite appreciative of the delicacy of her features, considering her genetic predispositions, and has a small, straight nose, strong cheekbones, and a clean jawline that keeps her face angular and light-boned, although a rather serious-looking scar leans across her face from above her right eyebrow to below her left eye; it gleams rather grey thanks to her metallic blood. Her mouth is a little wide but well-lipped, and often shaded to a dark ruby; the width does allow her a wonderfully evil grin, what with her sharp teeth. Her narrow ears lie close to her skull and their long, tapered points are easily hidden in her hair. The remainder of her build is similarly sharply gentle, and she keeps a close eye on her weight and fitness to avoid bulking up too much.
When it comes to clothing, Sionnach dresses to impress. Bold, daring, and in love with the vivid, she tends to wander between silver-accented black leather (completed with heavy black eye make up and dark lips) and blue and purple tie-dyed garments that may induce seizures in some individuals. Despite being on the tall side already, Sionnach adores high heels, and has a considerable collection. Most are strikingly coloured or metal-studded, but she has a few pale floral pairs in there just to shake things up - and she is also rather fond of her black Crocs, which are usually heavily decorated with lady bugs. Overall, she is extremely distinctive - except when she's not. It's totally within her nature to wander around in worn out sweats just to mess with people. Jewellery is also variably common, but ribbons, leather straps, and vibrantly coloured rocks.
Oh, and she weighs well over two hundred pounds, despite being slightly built (but not despite standing about 5'9"; that fits a little bit better). Metal blood and all that.
Personality Description: Loud, dramatic, uninhibited, and thoroughly unconcerned with laws and morals, Sionnach is a lanky undergrounder with a love for sun (and sunscreen) and anything that catches her fancy. Vividity and liveliness are her main draws, in people, animals, and structures. She adores parties and will show up regardless of invitation or dress, though she does like to robe herself in interesting and showy clothing.
Sionnach will readily steal, assault, bribe, harass, sleep with, feed, nag, humour, pet, and dote as she feels fit at any particular moment, and with little concern for history most of the time. She loves to fight, but is somewhat prone to turning a brawl into a makeout session (or just scaring away her opponent with a kiss) and has zero requirements as to gender. She has a soft spot for the adorably awkward as well as the passionate, and also cats. Cats are the most amazing thing the surface has to offer.
Powers: Sionnach's blood is a form of liquid red-silver metal that she can control. She can manipulate its state between liquid and solid, and can change its physical shape at will, though she cannot levitate her blood. She can eject it from her body, leaving it attached or shooting it outwards with force, but as it is her blood she cannot have too much outside of her circulatory system at a time without suffering from bloodloss. The amount of blood she can effectively use depends on her overall physical health and how well she can stand up to such symptoms as low blood pressure at that particular time. She cannot bleed out unintentionally while conscious and she can harden any of her blood internally to prevent injury. Her skin can tear but the networks of capillaries throughout the outer surfaces of her body make for very effective body armour - and even if her blood is liquid, it is still very dense and at least blunts most sharp edges passing through it. She does not have a healing factor, per se, but she can prevent bruising and clot any injury at will.
As a goblin, Sionnach is adapted to darkness and the very three-dimensional world of underground cave systems. She can see as well in the dark as she can in light, and can faintly see thermal radiation within the range of body temperature to campfire-sized open flame. She can also fit through any space she can get her head through, having a pectoral girdle structure similar to a cat, and has disproportionately strong fingers (and toes) that make it very easy to climb.
Biography:
- Born to a mid-sized pro-technology goblin colony somewhere under northern South America
- Quickly grew bored with the limited opportunities for entertainment and took to the surface
- Ended up in Cayenne, French Guiana, and learned french on the streets
- Caused too much trouble and became too noticeable, and travelled west and north
- Ended up in Belize City, picked up english, and faked enough id to get a not-really-deserved-but-technically-authentic high school diploma
- ...got picked up by a weird crew after climbing the outside of a rather public building for kicks
- Hello Starlight~
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