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The Dirt Town Orphans

Ziv Bio

Ziv Picture

*Her coal black hair matches her eyes in color and is cut at a slant, just below her shoulders in the front and just above the base of the neck at the back. Ziv’s skin tone resembles that of wood ash, devoid of much color that is typical of living humans. She is always warm to the touch, so her few clothes are usually lighter, thinner, or lacking in sleeves. She cannot go anywhere without her glasses.

[Theme song]
“Believer” by Imagine Dragons

[Name]
Ziv

[Age]
13 years

[Gender]
Female

[Personality]
Ziv tends to act more passively than most, trying her best to stay away from being the center of attention and focusing on building her few but strong ties with others. That doesn’t mean she’s super timid, she just prefers to be in low energy settings, taking things slow, and taking the time to appreciate and process the world around her with a smile. She enjoys being a little eccentric and odd, asking about some of the most out-of-the-blue questions one can really think of. Ziv doesn’t take harsh criticism or meanness well. Her short fuse can go off in the blink of an eye, sometimes even turning her a little violent. It takes a bit to calm her down but, when she does, she will try her best to mend things with the other person.
She likes people and learning from others, as well as being true to herself. Oh, and animals. But she really, really hates water (it takes away her heat), mean people, and her gift.

[History]
Her parents (whose names she’s suppressed, as well as her given name) were workers in Nox, her mother in the large-scale cloth-making industry as a laborer and her father as a factory manager in machinery production. Having a daughter wasn’t what they had in mind for their first child, as they were intending a boy to work in the father’s factory, but they kept her nonetheless and showed affection. They taught her to embrace being herself and that, with hard work, came eventual reward. They did try for a boy again after two years, which succeeded. They clearly cared a lot more for her brother, as he was the child who would keep their family alive in the future, but she didn’t dare to complain. Instead, she stayed quiet and did what she could for her family, making their home dinners when her parents were tired, going shopping on her own when she was capable, so on.
They were okay for a while, up until Ziv turned seven, when her father began to have issues at the factory. The workers began to riot and strike, causing a strain on the workplace and, eventually, his earnings. Her mother’s income wasn’t enough to support the feed all four mouths, but they knew they couldn’t starve themselves for their children’s sake as they wouldn’t survive in the conditions of the factories. They had to logic themselves to a decision, but they settled on giving Ziv up. They took her to Dirt Town, where they disappeared on her before she knew it. Old Fritz found her eventually and took her in, but she still harbors a lot of anger towards her family because of it, so she refuses to discuss anything concerning them. Though she didn’t try to get super close with Fritz, she found that he accepted her wholly, just like the others. She came to him with problems and questions and he’d answer them best he could.

[Relations]
Family – Resentment, emotionally detached.
Fritz – Open, free to ask many odd questions, a lot of respect


[Level]
Level 1

[Skills]
She’s pretty good at climbing things and memorizing information. But her proudest skill is being able to cry on command (it’s a lot harder than you think)!

[Affinity]
Fire

[Gift]
Molecular Combustion: She usually calls it heating. Upon touch, Ziv can speed up molecules (basically making them heat up) to cause reactions to happen, like explosions or breakage. This speeding up of molecules may cause collisions with molecules of oxygen found in the air, creating fire, but this is only possible with flammable substances. Breakage is caused by the movement of these molecules in a solid object and destroying the bonds the molecules have each other. Explosions are a bit more tricky, as most things can explode if given enough excitement. She can explode most things that fit in her hand, or bring them to the point of explosion (so that if given any extra energy from being thrown or heated even more, they explode). Again, this is limited to her direct contact and concentration, as some reactions make take longer to happen than others. Even then, these reactions can pose a threat to her wellbeing as well if used recklessly.

[Inventory]
She really only has a set of very old, flaking brass knuckles she picked up off the street and a pair of gloves. She doesn’t really use the knuckles much, but Ziv uses the gloves whenever she’s afraid that she will heat something up.

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Ziv Bio

Ziv Picture

*Her coal black hair matches her eyes in color and is cut at a slant, just below her shoulders in the front and just above the base of the neck at the back. Ziv’s skin tone resembles that of wood ash, devoid of much color that is typical of living humans. She is always warm to the touch, so her few clothes are usually lighter, thinner, or lacking in sleeves. She cannot go anywhere without her glasses.

[Theme song]
“Believer” by Imagine Dragons

[Name]
Ziv

[Age]
13 years

[Gender]
Female

[Personality]
Ziv tends to act more passively than most, trying her best to stay away from being the center of attention and focusing on building her few but strong ties with others. That doesn’t mean she’s super timid, she just prefers to be in low energy settings, taking things slow, and taking the time to appreciate and process the world around her with a smile. She enjoys being a little eccentric and odd, asking about some of the most out-of-the-blue questions one can really think of. Ziv doesn’t take harsh criticism or meanness well. Her short fuse can go off in the blink of an eye, sometimes even turning her a little violent. It takes a bit to calm her down but, when she does, she will try her best to mend things with the other person.
She likes people and learning from others, as well as being true to herself. Oh, and animals. But she really, really hates water (it takes away her heat), mean people, and her gift.

[History]
Her parents (whose names she’s suppressed, as well as her given name) were workers in Nox, her mother in the large-scale cloth-making industry as a laborer and her father as a factory manager in machinery production. Having a daughter wasn’t what they had in mind for their first child, as they were intending a boy to work in the father’s factory, but they kept her nonetheless and showed affection. They taught her to embrace being herself and that, with hard work, came eventual reward. They did try for a boy again after two years, which succeeded. They clearly cared a lot more for her brother, as he was the child who would keep their family alive in the future, but she didn’t dare to complain. Instead, she stayed quiet and did what she could for her family, making their home dinners when her parents were tired, going shopping on her own when she was capable, so on.
They were okay for a while, up until Ziv turned seven, when her father began to have issues at the factory. The workers began to riot and strike, causing a strain on the workplace and, eventually, his earnings. Her mother’s income wasn’t enough to support the feed all four mouths, but they knew they couldn’t starve themselves for their children’s sake as they wouldn’t survive in the conditions of the factories. They had to logic themselves to a decision, but they settled on giving Ziv up. They took her to Dirt Town, where they disappeared on her before she knew it. Old Fritz found her eventually and took her in, but she still harbors a lot of anger towards her family because of it, so she refuses to discuss anything concerning them. Though she didn’t try to get super close with Fritz, she found that he accepted her wholly, just like the others. She came to him with problems and questions and he’d answer them best he could.

[Relations]
Family – Resentment, emotionally detached.
Fritz – Open, free to ask many odd questions, a lot of respect


[Level]
Level 1

[Skills]
She’s pretty good at climbing things and memorizing information. But her proudest skill is being able to cry on command (it’s a lot harder than you think)!

[Affinity]
Fire

[Gift]
Molecular Combustion: She usually calls it heating. Upon touch, Ziv can speed up molecules (basically making them heat up) to cause reactions to happen, like explosions or breakage. This speeding up of molecules may cause collisions with molecules of oxygen found in the air, creating fire, but this is only possible with flammable substances. Breakage is caused by the movement of these molecules in a solid object and destroying the bonds the molecules have each other. Explosions are a bit more tricky, as most things can explode if given enough excitement. She can explode most things that fit in her hand, or bring them to the point of explosion (so that if given any extra energy from being thrown or heated even more, they explode). Again, this is limited to her direct contact and concentration, as some reactions make take longer to happen than others. Even then, these reactions can pose a threat to her wellbeing as well if used recklessly.

[Inventory]
She really only has a set of very old, flaking brass knuckles she picked up off the street and a pair of gloves. She doesn’t really use the knuckles much, but Ziv uses the gloves whenever she’s afraid that she will heat something up.

The Hidden Isle: Dragon Hunt (The One x AkaiJose)

Emer

Vile, loathsome, slimy creature... Emer berated the man mentally, her eyes still glaring defiantly at Ali with all sense of distaste. [i][I daresay the other outsiders will be much different with such a despicable leader!/i] She gazed at her own King, trying to detect any ill will at the response he'd received, but she couldn't find anything. He still smiled pleasantly, a soothing aura floating from him that washed over the crowd.

"I'll see to it that it gets done. I will leave you all back to your duties." Mirza's eyes swept over his own subjects, flourishing a hand. "Go about your normal routines at once!" As if on cue, the people dispersed with a loud cheer, the caretakers of the castle beginning to usher in the animals and the guards returning to their posts. For a split second, it seemed that their life had been switched back to it's usual pace, as though nothing drastic had happened. Such was the magic of Mirza's words.

It bugged Emer endlessly.

As Mirza followed Ali back inside with his personal guards at his side, she turned to go tend to seemingly lost outsiders who seemed distraught at not being given direction. She commanded most of the castle's attendants to take them to rooms to get cleaned up, but one happened to catch her eye. She was small and out-of-place, looking very petrified and trying her best to shrink away into nothingness. Even though Emer had some pity for her, she was getting tired and really, really needed a nap.

"You," she grumbled, pointing with an accusing finger that made the red-head yelp with fear. "Would you like to go to your accommodations?" The woman looked at her in the eyes and quickly brought her gaze down to her feet, shaking her head vigorously. Not really a talkative one, it seemed. "See the short woman and the guy over there with one of your own? Join them, if you don't want to go to the castle."

The woman nodded complacently and scurried off to the group. With that done, Emer sighed and stomped back to the castle herself to go lie down for a few hours.

Kian

It was obvious no one really liked the prince from the mainland. Kian could really see why, after that whole spectacle. He would have turned his head to mush if he could, but he knew his brother would kill him for that. "Why don't you guys just get rid of him? If he's a no-good ruler to his people, he isn't a real ruler, just someone with big talk and an ego."

He spotted another person making their way over hesitantly, so Kian waved her over. "Your name?"

She seemed surprised that he even spoke, stopping right in her tracks. "U-Uh... It's Felix... Felix Stark. The ship master... for this voyage, I mean!" she stated quietly while her eyes stared at the ground hard.

"Well, Felix, we will be having a tour soon! Please join us?" She nodded slowly, still not daring to meet their gaze. He motioned everyone to start following him as he began to walk to the market. "You two friends?" he asked Tyson and Felix with actual interest, curious to know about these strange people who'd come to their land.

Greetings!

@ZeroCuero Hello and welcome!! ^~^

The Hidden Isle: Dragon Hunt (The One x AkaiJose)

@The One works for me! I'll be set to reply in a bit, need to eat some food haha

The Hidden Isle: Dragon Hunt (The One x AkaiJose)

@The One going to a graduation ceremony so I'll have to reply later! But I mean the isle is mostly forest and waterfalls, with a few scattered villages outside the city that provide raw materials. But I'd love to hear your ideas!

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@Nyahoo Welcome!! I love cake and curry too ^~^

The Hidden Isle: Dragon Hunt (The One x AkaiJose)

@The One I held myself back. No, he'll get what's coming to him in due time... *mutter mutter*