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[h1]Daisy Weathersteel[/h1] 
[b]6[/b] | [b]Shd/her[/b] | [b]Flint's Heart/Unknown Alliance[/b]
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[b]Description:[/b] Yes, Daisy. The little girl that her father, Flint, saved at the sacrifice of her mother. Those years were tough. She was often left with Hailey Weathersteel, Daisy's aunt, while her father Flint went out to make money however he could. 

There was one time Daisy was woken to screaming in the house. She ran downstairs to find bodies of men strewn across the floor and puddles of blood. Her father's face was dark an unrecognizable, looming over the bodies.

[b]”D-daddy?”[/b] She had called out softly.

Flint had turn to her, staring for a moment, before his anger and darkness melted away. He slowly approached his daughter, scooping her up from the floor. She had remembered how his dress shirt was spotless, and he smelled nice. 

[b]”I got rid of the bad men, daughter of mine. You can sleep easy now. Let daddy take care of the rest of this.”[/b] He said, tucking her back into bed.

And that morning, she got to have breakfast with her aunt Hailey and her father, realizing the truth of the world: Daddy kept the world safe, and he could do no wrong.

[b]Gyft:[/b] Not yet.
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[h1]Hailey [s]Vagabond[/s] Weathersteel[/h1] 
[b]23[/b] | [b]She/her[/b] | [b]The Detonist/Unknown Alliance[/b]
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[b]Description:[/b] At least, that was the story she would tell people. She had to fit the lie. Nobody could know the truth, none except for close confidants within the organization. That fact that she wasn't just a devout of the organization. She was the Little Sister of its leader. She was the Little Sister of Flint Weathersteel. If word got out… they could use her against Flint.

[s]Leaflets litter the streets of Nocturnia. ‘Meet the future,’ ‘Breathe the silver air,’ ‘M.PHEAT’, and other such nonsense sprawling all in nice little rows on the letter-like leaflet. Flipping the leaflet to the other side and taking four unique ones, the scribbles on the back would form a map, and mark the spot for an auspicious occasion! 

Hailey was at such a meeting. And the next one. And the one after that. She sang with the rest, and raised her fist in the air. She could see it, the vision, the future! No longer would the pigs control them, and those snobby bureaucrats, [i]and[/i] those criminal selfish gobbers.  

One day, at these auspicious, oh-so-secret gatherings, crates upon crates arrived, all filled with little bottles. She was given bottle after bottle, as long as she promised one thing. One small, tiny thing.

Of course, she promised earnestly, nodding her head vigorously. And, sipping her bottles, she set her eyes on the other districts within Nocturnia, ready to enact ‘M.PHEAT's will.[/s]

[b]Gyft:[/b] Bombs.

She is able to create, summon, light and throw bombs. These appear in size and shape similar to Bom-ombs in Mario, but without the life-like features. Each bomb can be made near-instantly. It has a blast radius of about 5-7 feet, and sends a wave of shrapnel out. These bombs are very deadly, with impact craters being formed and people dying if they are in the blast radius. Those outside of the blast radius can still get crushed bones and burns.
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