Name: Iris Dawn Rivers
Aliases: Hellfire, Samurai Ninja Druid (prefers this but it hasn't caught on as well as she'd hoped)
Age: 18
Birthday: October 20th, 2002
Birth Place: New York, New York
Gender: Female
Powers: Pyrokinesis (powerful, but unreliable, tends to be blue)
Editorial Nickname: The Blue Blaze
Alignment: Neutral Good
Height: 5'10
Weight: 160
Build: Willowy
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Pale White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Pierced Ears
Personal Style: One could best describe Iris' aesthetic as "Pastel Hippy". She tends to lean towards skirt-shirt combos more than anything else, usually with leggings underneath. She absolutely loves pink, often pairing it with turquoise and white whenever she can. She absolutely abhors heels, already feeling somewhat self conscious about her height, and tends to instead wear dirty white used tennis shoes. Finally, it's Iris' personal motto that no outfit is complete without a flower crown, so she often makes and wears them.
Extroverted * Distrustful * Kind * Unambitious * Laid-Back * Melancholic
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Just because Iris very rarely trusts anyone doesn't mean she can't love just about everyone. Despite living almost half of her life in relative isolation, Iris is a people person. She feels most at ease when she's surrounded by others, smiling and making them smile. As her overall look would suggest, Iris is a very easygoing, relaxed person, with a sort of stoner-esque wisdom about her. She'll listen to your problems, sympathize with you, and give you advice, even if the advice isn't exactly the kind of help you were looking for.
And while she enjoys to help other people through their troubles, she tends to try to keep her own problems under the wraps. She's afraid of growing dependent, becoming a burden, and getting abandoned, a group of fears her old psychiatrist once called the Triad of Trauma-Induced Terror, a name which Iris was never sure if it counted as an alliteration or not. So she tends to keep most of her negative emotions to herself, saving them for when she's alone and can get High N Cry™. However if something sudden and sad does happen, she may not be able to stop herself from breaking down.
Habits: Will often pick the dirt out from under her fingernails when anxious, and will run her hand through her hair when she's trying to impress.
Hobbies: - Gardening
- Tai Chi
- Aikido
- Playing the Bongos
- Singing (isn't particularly good at it, but enjoys it)
- Poetry
- Water Painting
Fears:- Upsilon: It doesn't matter how much Tai Chi, meditation, and pot you do, a weird nightmare monster created from your most traumatic life experience is never going to stop being scary.
- Purifiers: Iris spent a good chunk of her life hoping O.M.E.N. wouldn't come knocking on her door, and was beyond relieved when it got disbanded. So imagine her surprise when she learned that the bigoted sociopaths who'd been paid to torture Mutants now found it in their charitable hearts to do it for free.
- Thunder: She may be an adult, but thunder still makes her jump more than it should.
- The Ever Worsening Problem of Pollution and its Effects on the Natural World: It's not exactly killer clowns, but she still deems it a noteworthy threat that deserves to be feared.
Likes: - Plants (Flowers in Particular)
- Literature
- Animals
- Humorous People
- Weed
- It's a Wonderful Life (one of the only movies her mother owned. Knows every word of it.)
- Folk Music
- Rock Music (strangely enough, though she will absolutely do acoustic covers with her bongos, whether you like it or not)
- Tumblr (only social media she uses because, "everyone's really nice, but also, like, really fucked up.")
Dislikes:- Big Cities
- Enclosed Spaces (not a fear, they just make her a little uncomfortable)
- Being Wasteful
- Meat
- Techno Music
- People who say they never go to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a snack (everyone does it, there's no reason to deny it)
- Video Games
General World Skills:- Gardening
- Meditation
- Nature Knowledge
- Survival Skills
- People Reading
- Percussion
Combat Skills:Medical Issues/Long Term Injuries:Upsilon: Upsilon is a constant hallucination that plagues Iris' everyday life. He takes the form of a horrific beast lacking a face, one with a head that looks like someone took a bunch of bits of skin and melted them together into a ball. His mouth, if you could call it that, is simply a hole without lips that opens up occasionally to reveal blue flames. He contains this monstrous form in a black suit, with a small, burnt up handkerchief with the Greek letter upsilon marked upon it. After her powers caused the destruction of multiple family homes, and, eventually, the deaths of her sisters, she developed Upsilon as a method of dissociation. She subconsciously relinquished her powers to him, so she wouldn't have to blame herself for all the things her powers caused. Iris herself doesn't know the exact nature of Upsilon. She figures that he's just a peculiar part of her mutation.
Night Terrors: Iris often wakes up screaming. She feels really guilty for anyone roomed around her, and will likely smoke up before bed, which lowers the likelihood of them happening.
Possessions:This is generally the list of items that you own, just list your characters possessions.
- Old Smart Phone
- Book Collection
- Bag of Marijuana
- Joint Rolling Supplies
- Bongos
- Earbuds
- Gardening Gloves
- Lighter
- Photograph of Her and Her Mother
- Photograph of Her Sisters
- Medical Marijuana ID Card
How did you discover your powers: It was a dark and stormy night. I know, I know, cliche, but it was. Iris and her sisters were always taught not to be frightened by lightning and thunder, after all, it was a completely natural phenomenon. Their parents' explanation of storms had worked for Julie and Juniper, who were both sound asleep, but not Iris. She was still quaking under her sheets, waiting for it to stop. On one of the claps of thunder, a brick flew through her window. Her father later discovered it'd been some hooligans who didn't like how he talked about his anti-mutant views on his news show. But whoever the cause, the brick caused Iris to let out a torrent of blue flame throughout her room.
The accidental burst of fire ended up causing enough burn damage that they had to find a different house, but they all escaped unharmed. Her father was all too happy to blame the fire on the kids who threw the brick, and being a kid, she believed it with all her heart too. She'd wordlessly nod along as her father talked about what 'vicious monsters' the kids must've been, and how they were 'completely inhuman'. Little did anyone know, it would be those words that crafted the image of Upsilon in young Iris' mind.
General History: Iris had a bit of an odd childhood. Her parents, George and Indigo Rodgers were polar opposites. George was a highly conservative news anchor, somewhat famous for his news segment
Rodger That, while Indigo was what one would call a 'hippy' who was born just a few decades too late to be part of the movement. Iris never knew how her parents got together, but she did know why they stayed together: her, and later, her younger sisters, Julie and Juniper. Indigo always seemed to feel trapped in New York, like a bird in a cage. Iris didn't realize it at the time, being so young, but her mother was not a happy woman. But nonetheless, Iris loved her, and looked up to her despite her sadness.
She did not, however, have as good of a relationship with her father. Her father was disappointed in her femininity as a child, and would often push her to participate in sports and other masculine activities. That's how she found martial arts. It's the one thing she's grateful to her father for, and even then his intentions were ill. He saw a way to indulge in violence and let testosterone flow, but Iris discovered it was more spiritual, and allowed her to feel a flow through her anxious little body that she previously hadn't felt.
She was seven when she had her first incident relating to her powers. They had to move to a nearby house, which wasn't too much of a problem. They weren't exactly poor, and the insurance on their previous house didn't hurt. But not long after, that house burned down too. It was around this time that Iris started to talk about Upsilon, which her parents wrote off as an imaginary friend of some sort. After that, they stayed at George's brother's house, which similarly burned down. Iris' father was certain it was the same mutants who'd caused the first fire, as the flames were the same bright blue color. When a strikingly similar incident happened at Iris' school, however, George began to become suspicious, especially when Iris came home from school saying that Upsilon had been behind the fire.
They were living in an apartment complex when the worst of the incidents occurred. She was sleeping in a bunk bed at the time, with her sisters both sleeping in the bottom bunk. Back then, Iris' night terrors were less frequent, but still prevalent. That night, she had a particularly bad one, and flailed out of bed. She was lucky to land on her back rather than an arm or something else easily breakable, but it was enough to disorient her. When she came to, she saw Upsilon standing over her, and the glow of blue fire that had become all too familiar. Her sisters' screaming brought their father running in. He tried to save them, but he couldn't. They died that night. But even in his rushed state, George took notice of how the flames danced around Iris' little limbs, leaving her unscorched. The fire died out fairly quickly, leaving the complex majorly unharmed. The morning after, he had had an argument with Indigo about what to do with Iris, all while Iris sat on the sofa, unsure of what would happen. George insisted they had to get rid of her. Indigo didn't want that. Finally, the two came to an agreement: Indigo would take her to a homeless youth shelter. So that's what she did. She drove to the shelter, and then right passed it.
The two of them went to Oregon, leaving George behind them. They took on Indigo's maiden name, Rivers, and settled down in a small, cheap cabin in the woods, a ways away from the nearest town. The two of them were happy. They'd do odd jobs and sell things from their garden to get money for the necessities, such as fire extinguishers, hygiene products, and Iris' eventual transition. They were the best years of her life. She'd spend whole days meditating in the forest, practicing her tai chi and aikido on the shore of a nearby lake, and playing bongos by the light of a campfire. Upsilon didn't seem to be as much of a problem there. To say Iris got used to him would be an overstatement. But he began to become less of a horrifying looming threat, and more of a creeping dread. And he was definitely more manageable. He didn't set many fires anymore, and those he did Iris and Indigo managed to extinguish quickly. When she was eighteen, however, after years of dormancy, Upsilon blew up. He set the forest ablaze, turning the Rivers' beloved forest to ashes. The fire was eventually put out, but not before it had done massive damage to the Oregon wilderness. But the nature of the fire, all of which was searing, blue fire, attracted the attention of many who wouldn't have given it a second glance otherwise. One of these people was Charles Xavier. He offered her a place where she could learn to control her power, a feat she thought impossible. As much as it pained her to leave her home, she knew it was for the best.
Character Quote: “I would rather be ashes than dust."Theme Song: Rabbit's Song by SJ TuckerAnything Else: Howard the Duck, obviously
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