SailorSilvanesti's Characters!^^

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~*Original Characters:

Real Name: Sphyria

Super Name: NyteFall

Age: 18-19ish
Skin Colour: Blue
Hair: Blue
Eyes: Alternate between glowing blue and a black, bleeding void.

Has a pair of horns, also blue. [Character shown as Dream Avatar in Sig below.]

Powers: Flight, Can throw Star-Bolts/orbs of concentrated energy, also has potential to develop a 'heat-vision' of sorts as she grows older...is currently fire-proof and can survive in the vacuum of space for short periods of time.
Can learn any form of information or language by 'pressing lips'...generally leads to awkward situations...

Weaknesses: Silver Blades imbued with Toxins of certain plants from her homeworld; Tremaria. has an issue with excessive light [eg, naturally nocturnal, Tremaria has 67 hour days with only 13 spent in full sunlight...which is technically 'sleepy-time']

Origins: Originally from the planet, Tremaria, many light-years away, Sphyria was captured in a War between her world and an invasion force. Kept as both political prisoner and entertainment for the High Commander of the Ormation army, Sphyria finally escaped by over-powering the guards one night and flew off the prision-vessel.
Making for the nearest planet, Earth...where she ran into the Teen Titans...

Current Team/Forum: Teen Titans/Titans Tower

-Did I forget anything?!
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[SailorSilvanesti]

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[SailorSilvanesti]

Name: Hannah Grayson-Wayne

Name: Elizabeth Wayne

Hero Name: Nightingale

Hero Name: [THE] Kestrel

Gender: Female

Gender: Female

Age: 17-ish?

Age: 29-30 years of age.

[BOTH] Powers: None. Vigilante-style hero, many gadgets on hand and a skilled fighter/acrobat. Genius-level intelligence.

[BOTH]Weakness: In general, she is only human, and will try too hard to overcome this...even if it means her own death in the process. Doesn;t share well with others, in a 'Oh no, you're hurt!' "No I'm not!" kind of way...

Side: DC
Group Character Belongs To: Justice Leauge

Decription of Character: Tall, athletic of build with just the hint of strength in her arms -a normal teen, the only slight eccentricity is her hair is a vivid shade of brown and intertwined streaks of blue adorn it.
Which, far from being an identifying marker, is actually a popular style at the moment and helps her blend in with the general teen populace for quick civillian get-aways.
Her eyes are brown, there are a few scars that run up and down her body from where she has fought villains, but nothing more unusual...

History: Her parents are dead, shot twice whilst in the middle of their trapeze act, they plummeted to their deaths...for the safety net had been taken down, so she may perform her death-defying stunt.
The happiest moment of her life, soon became a moment of horror and dismay...Luckily, nearby industrialist billionaire Elizabeth Wayne saw her as an echo from her own past (wherein she had witnessed the brutal murder of her own parents) and adopted Hannah.

Sneaking into a locked room within the mansion...with a little assistence from a lock-pick and some low-grade explosives...Hannah discovers Elizabeth to be another person entirely...
Elizabeth Wayne is Kestrel, a ruthless vigilante with a mind sharp enough to cut yourself on...her fighting prowess is ledgendary under the hood...

After nearly an hour of pleading, and the threat of Hannah exploding the place, Elizabeth/Kestrel was amused by her earnesty and resourcefulness and recruited her.
Their family Maid, Lita, was the secret-keeper, who made her first costume and patched them up when bad things occured...

Appearance: Well-groomed socialite, Elizabeth Wayne, is rarely seen out of designer dresses and heels; whether playing the ruthless business woman or complete ditz at parties for the well-to-do. Her hair is a deep auburn/red, like the autumn leves, mid-change.
Her eyes are Blue, like the ocean, and can be as cold as ice when she disapproves of Nightingale's methods.

History: Halloween Night, so many years ago, ten-year-old Elizabeth was carelessly running ahead of her parents...dressed as a sparkly Wonder Girl, complete with golden lasso -her parents hadn't even complained when they realised it was part of the curtains...- and made for the next house.
Even at her age, she knew something was wrong, and turned to run back to the safety of Mummy and Daddy...too late.

Men leapt from the house, surrounding them; some looked crazed, out of their minds for some undefineable reason...they hel her at knifepoint and her parents threw all they had -even the candy she had painstakingly collected- to them. Pleading for them to show her mercy...

The leader had sneered, "Mercy? Sure, we'll show the Kid mercy!" and with that, they were upon them with blades...the nightmares of her parent's screams still woke her in the dead of night flailing and crying out.
Luckily, the family maid, Lita -an aging woman with white hair and a heart of gold- took on the task of raising the child in her normal home...

She grew, her hatred did also...she railed against the flawed justice system and tracked down the man who had destroyed her famiy, her life with a sneer...and he had simply...disappeared.
Afterwards, she had vowed no other would know that pain and trained every aspect of her being, Mind, Body & Soul for years with rugged determination...

Until, finally, Kestrel was born...

Uniform (Nightingale): Like her mentor, her basic outfit is skin-tight kevlar/spandex blend in deep black, on her chest, a small bird looks as if it is diving down to her left hip. It is a yellowy/golden colour, as is her domino mask that conceals her eyes...her cape is a deep black, like her thigh-high boots and gloves.
A single spiral adorns each arm from the middle finger of each glove, and up her arms...her 'utility belt' is the same golden colour and shines at her hips.

Reference -Uniform (Kestral): Her Outfit is skintight black spandex and kevlar blend, it can withstand blows that would kill a bunch of ordainary men...the symbol on the chest is of a purple Kestrel, wings outspread over her breasts with claws extended.

The gloves are purple, as are her thigh-high boots...her face is masked, but always hidden within the folds of a deep purple hood that extended outward from her neck into a kind of soft cape. A purple utility belt cinches tightly at her waist.

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Did I miss anything, they're a Team, but I would like to put Nightingale in the Titans on occasion...maybe add a bit of angst to the mix when Kestrel tells her to come home and not fraternise?
Random thoughts...^^  

[SailorSilvanesti]

Name: Lyra Vaine

Villian Name: Deadly Nightshade

Gender: Female/Plant

Age: 18

Powers: Plant-based powers, she can harness and any all flora to do her bidding; also creating, manipulating and growing strange mutations of plant with only her mind.

Being mostly-plant after the accident, she herself, has many abilities that are not just mental. Sharp nails can slash and hack through steel, also filling with paralysing toxin if she should require it. She can also will thorns to grow along her arms [can be defensive or offensive] and fling them at adversaries.

Her lips, and especially fangs, are poisonous...though she exudes a sub-consious pheramone that makes any human (male or female) attracted to her.

Weakness: Fire, Frost, Insecticides; to kill one of her plants...her 'babies' is to cause her physical harm.

Side: DC

Group Character Belongs To: Primarily HIVE Academy, Junior Member of Villains League

History: Best of her year in Biology and avid advocate for plant and animal rights, Lyra Vaine divided her time between campaigning and the local Laboratory. Where her exemplary grades had landed her a job as an assistant researcher.

Lyra had been working on a way to revolutionize the maner in which rare plants could protect themselves, making them easier to conserve and protect.
Though one of the Magnates of the company, who believed in animal testing, had seen her at a rally earlier, protesting the very same thing and decided it would be better if se simply...disappeared.

There was no place for dissent of employees, no time to question their motives in this company, and so, Lyra Vaine had to die.

In the Outdoor lab, late one night and alone, Lyra was carefully watering her new test subjects and singing happily to the other plants there, fully believing harmonics of the voice had helpful qualities for plants...when it happened.

Something smashed through a wondow, bouncing once...twice...then exploding in a world of fire, shards and pain...

The liquid she was coating the plants with instead drenched her body, nad protected her...the fierce flames making it bubble and form her once human flesh into something new...

She rose, more plant than human, that day and ran as the embers of her life burned away with the last remenants of her syrum.

Her heart was hard, if she indeed, still had one...it was then she noticed a certain...attraction...she held for those around her; even swathed in cloaks or outright green in public, people always flocked to her, desperate to do her bidding and please her.

In gratitude, she had kissed one, and watched in a mixture of horror and fascination as he had writhed upon the ground, mouth forthing, until he finally ceased to breathe.

It had hurt, to tell the truth, to know she could never be close to another without it causing their death...but on the other hand, her new-found powers could be useful...
Finally she had a way to protect the defenceless plants, and even some animals...and it all started with removing the one thing plaguing this planet...Mankind.

Her affinity for plants had come later, at first a few tentative experiments to talk to them, sing to them, as she always had...but this was different. Soon, she controlled them as she would an arm or leg, like an extension of her body...

Her thirst for killing was indescriminate, she attracted men and women to her, killing some and playing the more useful ones like marionettes, making them dance to her words...

Mankind would pay for what had happened to her, to the plants, to Mother Earth!

Decription of Character: Skin is a mid-green, eyes also darker green; lips of a shade darker than her skin tone.
Her hair, red and gold locks that cascade down her back; her fingers have long, sharp green nails and her arms are smooth, unless threatened.
In which case, they create hundreds of tiny thorns, venemous or not depending on her will...

Her dress is always according to what is occurring at the time; most of her clothes are plant-based and are grown to her specifications by the plants who loved her...
Like the ornate petal dresses of differing colours she wears for everyday use, but in battle she prefers either the green leaf dress/swimsuit-like leotard or the HIVE basic Black Uniform with green stripes and her Villain name embroidered on the breast.