Ichorus

Crumbs and Others.

I don't know if you're still open for partners, but I'm really into your magical girl noir idea!

Crestwood Hollow

T a v i a W o n g

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^{Social Conscience | Mather Memorial High School}

He's a tad crabbit, ain't he? Tavia sulked to herself, back in her seat after Lehrer told her off all polite-like. Wanted a bit much from them, though, for a class none of them wanted. He was all twinkly eyed and shit, too. Ain't any of them here to be his HP to his Dumbledore, nuh-uh. She bounced her leg as she waited for him to get on with it. He clearly had a point he was trying to get them all to.

She stopped paying attention after he stopped talking to that Ross girl or some other. Yawning, she laid her head down on her desk and closed her eyes for a bit. Not napping, just a bit of a doze. Even that wasn't possible as she looked up when the door creaked and frowned when Lehrer started talking about microcosms and society. What kind of intro project was this supposed to be anyhow? Felt more like some sort of punny eccy than anything. It was like writing words on the board back in primary after she pissed of that teacher again. The very memory of those wasted hours of her life made her grimace. But anyway, how'd he want her to talk rumors if she didn't even talk with anyone who heard this sorta shite?

Tavia watched the room group together quickly when Lehrer stopped talking. Were these school types always so quick to split? She'd thought it was just a history thing, but apparently it wasn't. She stretched languidly as she stood up to head over to Brynn. Ey, a gal's gotta take the easiest outs she can and Brynn was the only pal she had in that room. She blinked when she stopped popping her fingers and saw some overdressed bampot next to her. He was dressed like it was baltic outside, the lil daftie. He said something about joining up with each other, but most of her thoughts were on the fact she had no clue who this guy was.

If she didn't even have an inkling about who some guy dressed like an Eskimo during summer was, how the hell was she gonna fare with other people? Honestly, load of rubbish, this.

"Sorry, mate." She shrugged a wee bit and nodded her head towards Brynn and her group. "I'm joinin' up with them there." Pausing because she'd assumed that was the end of that, she realized how rude it sounded and how that moment of silence between them wasn't great. Scrambling internally to say something to make up for it, she said, "Wanna come with, though? Sure we got room for you," she said. It wasn't the best thing she could've said, but it was the only one she meant with this guy acting awks and looking sad.

Heading over to the little cluster of desks, Tavia grabbed a chair over to Brynn and sat backwards in it. It might've been hitching up but she didn't care, the thing was long and gauzy, not some tight mini cloth. She leaned forward and wiggled her fingers at Brynn in hello before saying, "Hope you don't mind if I join you. I brought a pal." She waved behind her at... what's his face. "Gotta tell though, I haven't much to say about any of you. Don't bother much with talking about people around here."

Folding her arms over the top of the chair, she relaxed and let her posture do the same. Brynn, she knew. Knew well enough anyway. But the rest of them were blanks. Eyeing up their clothes, Tavia could at least be glad none of them looked like they were dressed by some plastered dobber. Not even the chilly one back somewhere.

Mm, wait. No. She eyed them up for real, this time. The girl was still an unkown, but probably some preppy type if her clothes meant anything. The guy though, she was pretty sure she'd seen him somewhere before. Snapping her fingers, she pointed at him and said, "Never mind, I do know you. You're friends with some of my theater buddies. Don't remember your name, though, you mostly hung out with the actor kids." Tavia then shrugged and leaned back into her arms again. She only knew him by proxy, not by rumors though so that bit of info probably didn't count towards anything. She knew she should've just left when she had the chance to.

Crestwood Hollow

I guess this is a good a time as any to just pop in and say that I'll be posting sometime within the next two days?

Crestwood Hollow

T a v i a W o n g

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^{The First Day of Class | Mather Memorial High School}

She'd set an alarm the previous night for half an hour before school started even though she lived an hour away because it wasn't like she wouldn't make it. It was useless though because Tavia had actually woken up half an hour before dawn because her bratty older brother decided to trumpet his fat mouth in her ear. She had flailed awake and punched him right on the nose (on accident) before screaming at him and punching him in the stomach (on purpose). After he left, she'd burrowed back under the covers because she still had two bloody hours before she had to get ready.

When she finally woke up again, only half an hour had passed. She wasn't going to go back to sleep any time soon. Flinging off her sheets, she grumbled as she stomped her way through her morning routine. She clambered through the mirror in the bathroom into the plain to head downstairs. Every few meters was a reasonably large mirror to help her move around. Stepping out from the standing mirror in the corner of the dining room, Tavia scowled at Vincent as he cheerily ate his breakfast. He winked at her and hummed. The bastard. She sat down across from him and glared for a good, solid minute as she waited for her other brother (the good twin) to hand over her breakfast.

Damien passed her a plate and a glass of orange juice, apologetically. She ate quickly and said nothing. When she got up to leave, Vincent chirped (actually chirped, this was why she didn't like him), "Last year of school, don't go failing us now!"

Damien rolled his eyes. "You'll be fine," he said, "but try and get your grades up, will you?"

"I'm a quality student, shut up," said she, the C average student, to her valedictorian brother and his high school drop out twin. She disappeared into the mirror and holed up in her room until she had to leave. (She decided that figuring out her outfit was the easiest part of the day, as she pointed at a white blouse and a black skirt and a pair of open-toed red heels and big red sunglasses without thinking too much about her choices.)

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In the girls bathroom next to the auditorium, Tavia teetered precariously on the edge of the sink as she stepped out of the mirror. Thankfully, it was the disabled toilet stall and no one was inside. Nearly slipping, she jumped down. Running her fingers though her hair and smoothing out her skirt, she washed her hands before heading out. From the looks of it, she'd just miss the welcome assembly. Oh well. She supposed she would have to thank Vince for helping her map out the way to school after she got back from Paris. Schedule in hand, she wandered towards class, bumping into Brynn. They made small talk and ended up late. As Brynn gave them an excuse, Tavia smiled slightly in the background. I'll probably thank her later for this. The Paris camp, too. As history started, she doodled on her schedule. The only interesting thing about the first day would be figuring out why she was in this new Social Conscience program.

As the day progressed, Tavia asked around about it and all she got was "Mr. Lehrer, hot bald guy" and "study group," two things she didn't care about. Maybe she could ask about dropping it since the class sounded like a waste of time. And when her heels clicked up the dustry stairs and through the little used top floor, all she wanted to do was get the day over with.

She sat down, getting out her scribble-covered schedule and continued doodling even as class started. Lehrer didn't seem like a bad guy, but philosophy didn't seem necessary for a study group. When a couple of students answered his question, she sighed and raised her own hand before saying in a clear voice, "Sorry, Mr. Lehrer, but I just want to say that I'm a girl who doesn't want a study group, thinks this class isn't the right fit for her, and should really be getting to dance practice."

Even though she said this, she made no move to get up. Tavia wasn't the best student, but she'd wait until he gave her permission to leave the room at least. Her tone was bored but polite so he really didn't have much reason to get annoyed with her.

Crestwood Hollow

A L I C E

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^{TAVIA WONG ◼ 28 . 10 . 1998 ( 18 ) ◼ FEMALE ◼ ASEXUAL}

^{"Being a poet is easy. Being poetry is harder."}

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

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^{"It's just an aesthetic, I've more clothes in my closet."}

//STATS:

◼ Height | 5'6"

◼ Weight | 142 lbs

◼ Build | Dancer

◼ Ethnicity | Chinese

◼ Hair Color | Black

◼ Eye Color | Brown

//DESCRIPTION:

Tavia's appearance is her working toward an aesthetic where she arbitrarily assigns things as cool. She wasn't always so pale but she saw her skin tone after not going out in the sun for so long and decided she liked the way it looked. Her hair used to shorter, but since she kept putting off her haircut, it just kept growing and she liked the broader range of styles it gave her. Her fashion color palette mainly consists of red, white, and black because black and white always have lots of styles and red was her first choice for a "splash of color." The clothes she wears are either loose or form fitting because it's easier to move in billowing skirts and tight leggings. Her posture is always great and she has an easy and relaxed gait; when she pauses in her walk, she strikes seemingly casual poses without seeming to be aware she's doing so. Some part of her is always in motion and she has an energy to her that belongs on a stage. Tavia wants to look naturally elegant and not like her thoughts on her image are "Doing this makes me look cool," and "Wear this because it's comfy and easy." Sometimes she succeeds in convincing people of this, sometimes she doesn't.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:

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^{"What a tragically beautiful girl, alone in that chair..."}

Tavia was born and raised in Glasgow. Her mum was adopted and her da was the childhood best friend. Her mum, Lorna, was always an intellectual type and became an engineer while her da, Emrys, just loved being a cook. They were very clearly happy in the city and their careers clearly left them minted because they could comfortably afford seven kids in the city. Tavia's the second youngest and spent her early years running around after her sisters and brothers. It was in primary her mum decided Tavia needed a hobby and, after seeing how she interacted with music, sent her to dance classes. Second youngest became youngest when her sickly twin brother died. None of the others are fully over it, but Tavia is. She understood grief, she celebrated it every birthday, but she's grown more exasperated over the years.

When Tavia was ten, her older siblings Hype-Gene started manifesting. Mum's fault, of course, and her da was very upset she hadn't told anyone about her own power. Her mum was also upset because she hadn't even known she had one. It was her oldest, Aurelie (16; gold manipulation), who figured out it was fortune. As Tavia's siblings grew up they gained their abilities around the same time, and eventually it was only her and her da who had no powers. They bonded over that and their apparently strange indifference toward academic excellence.

Around the time Tavia was fifteen, her mum was offered a better-paying agricultural engineering job and the whole family moved to Crestwood Hollow. American high school was disorienting at the beginning, especially since Tavia's previously A grades in Glasgow became C's at Mather Memorial and much of her vocabulary and slang were met with blank stares. Eventually, Tavia learned to mostly get rid of her thick Scottish brogue but not her slang. No one gave her much fash about her grades and she joined up with every dancing group she could find. A year later and she touched a mirror and fell into the mirror plain, thus discovering her own abilities. Most of her siblings had all gone off to university when she was sixteen so the only ones to help her hone her powers were her da and two of her brothers, Vincent (20; sound manipulation) and Damien (20; word manifestation). For her last year at Mather, Tavia just wants to get better at her power and move on with her life.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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^{"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? It's me."}

//ABILITIES:

◼ Catoptric Transportation | Tavia can utilize mirrors to, in essence, teleport. To do so, she has to make contact with the reflective surface and will herself to pass through. When she enters the mirror plain, she is met with the world she left behind her, just flipped as anyone would expect of a realm of reflections. However, this world is patchy, only showing up where the mirrors can reflect, with the missing parts so blurry she can only make out shapes and blotches of color. This world has no sensory information other than sight. Time passes, but at a fraction of the speed of the real world. Because of this time difference, she can run through one mirror to another in what seems like barely a minute but what would actually be longer for her; people in the real world can catch a fleeting glimpse of her in mirrors if they look at just the right time. The plain is populated with reflections of people and things she cannot interact with no matter how hard she tries. To leave, she just has to find another reflective surface and will herself back out. She has found she can bring inanimate objects inside the plain and leave them in there as well. The items are not flipped to match the world and have a certain sheen to them, making their otherness obvious to any who might see them as they look into a mirror.

//SKILLS:

◼ Athletics | Tavia's a dancer. It's her one true passion in life and every free moment she has is spent on practicing her moves. It's not surprising that she's got a lot of muscle and is generally extremely flexible. If there's one thing going for her, it is her peak physical condition. She's also taken up recreational ballet and she's learning to move differently as well.

◼ Keen Eye & Good Sense | She has very good intuition with visuals. She doesn't know how to articulate what she feels but she knows that this color goes with that one and how the spaces are interacting with one another in ways that don't seem right. It helps with her fashion aesthetic and is now helping her with her illusions.

◼ Simple | She trusts what she feels and goes through things one at a time, lending her relief from the typical anxiety of the future. She also likes things kept neat and clear, without layers upon layers of steps and intricacies. When other people are thinking about the details, she proposes the most simplistic and, occasionally dumb, idea.

◼ Charming | Sometimes her straightforwardness and simplicity is very charming. People generally find a beautiful fool of a girl, one whose emotions are obvious and who has no secrets plots, someone they can trust.

//LIMITATIONS:

◼ Concentration | The mirror world is suffocating. Tavia doesn't belong in it and it's as if the plain knows this and tries its best to expel her out if she leaves her mental guards down. She has to concentrate on staying inside and getting to her destination or she'll be spat out at the nearest opportunity. Mental fortuity is not her strongest trait to say the least.

◼ Size Matters | If she wants to enter the mirror plain, Tavia needs to find a reflective surface that will fit. She can get around this with smaller surfaces if she tries to dive into it, thus minimizing the total space necessary. If she does dive, she has to brace herself to land correctly or else collide with something on the mirror plain which will still hurt her.

◼ Glass | It's the only surface she's been able to use. Clean glass is easiest but mirrors are always the best option. Ice is of a moderate difficulty but water is the hardest to achieve and Tavia hasn't been able to do anything except fall into a lake.

◼ Full Body Retrieval | Those inanimate objects Tavia can leave behind in the mirror plain? She can't just stick her arm in a mirror and grope around to take them out. She has to go into the plain, find the location she left them, and then leave to bring them back to the real world.

//WEAKNESSES:

◼ Disorientation | Tavia has to focus but prolonged exposure will result in disorientation. So far, she has been able to remain within the mirror plain for 15 minutes on her side with only the beginning of a headache. If she were to go for longer, her headache would worsen until the mental pain becomes excruciating and she loses herself inside the plain as blacking out means she is not focusing on staying inside. Instead of being forced into the real world, she is stuck in a mental limbo inside.

◼ Only One | She hasn't even thought of trying to transport other people with her because just her has been so hard to do. If Tavia were to try bringing someone in, they would need to hold onto her the entire time as well as strong mental walls to pass through the plain. The mental strain on Tavia is double the force it normally is and when she succumbs to the fatigue or her guest lets go of her, her passenger will be regurgitated out of the plain while Tavia is stuck within the mirror.

▼ N O T E S:

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//SUPPORTING CAST:

▼ ALLIES

◼ Emrys Wong | He's her da, she'd be raging if he didn't help her out. Yeah, he's pretty useless for ability work but he makes good food and understands her philosophy for life.

◼ Vincent Wong | He's one half of her favorite pair of twin brothers. His ability's cool when he isn't using it to piss her off and doesn't fault her for not grieving over their younger brother.

◼ Damien Wong | He's the other half of her favorite pair of twin brothers. He's obsessive over linguistics and the two of them can generally go to each other when they want to talk to someone who'll listen about their respective passions.

▼ FRIENDS

◼ Anthony Jones | Anthony just reaches 5 feet on his tip-toes, speaks rapid-fire Spanish whenever he can, and knows more history than one person should be capable of holding in their head. They met on Tavia's first day of freshman year when she bumped into him and he fell down the stairs. After, they both stopped blustering and apologizing, she took him to the nurse and as they waited around, the two of them started talking and hit it off. Then she made a throw-away comment about her history grades and he immediately offered to help her out. He's the reason she ended up taking honors history classes. They hung out after school for study sessions but when those stopped, they still went to each other's houses and are best friends even though they rarely see each other in school.

◼ Kat Dameron | Kat wears a different shade of neon trousers every day, only reads poetry and nonfiction, and her passion is split between architecture and music. Tavia's a year older than her and the two of them started talking during a lull in the production of the school musical one day. Tavia was trying to bring up the fact that one of the dances was honestly one of the ugliest things she'd ever experienced as Kat was trying to say that the design for one of the set pieces was wrong in all the worst ways. Ranting to each other became a source of relief for the duration of the musical. And though the production value never increased, they always signed up to be a part of it. Their interactions are typically limited to texts and weekends because of their busy schedules.

◼ Brynn Reyes | Tavia met Brynn in history sophomore year but didn't take much note of her until they were project partners. She wouldn't have put so much effort into it, but Anthony was constantly going on about how she could get good grades if she'd just try and it was easier to let him complain about her other grades than her history ones. Tavia doesn't think their great friends but she talks with Brynn about clothes and whatnot and they get along well enough. Brynn was the one who brought to her attention of a fashion camp in Paris and she's pretty sure she can count on Brynn to help her out.

▼ ENEMIES

◼ TBD | ...

//STOMPING GROUNDS

◼ TBD | ...

//PARAPHERNALIA

◼ TBD | ...

Crestwood Hollow

@Dusksongeyyy look at us conditionally accepted characters yo, high five to us

Crestwood Hollow

@Ichorus omg she's awesomeee and I love the way you call her dad "da"--where's that from? I just know "mum"'s from the UK/England. Damn I really want both her and Brynn to get in now... @Lord Wraith is there any chance of that happening? Or is an elimination on the horizon? 'Cuz I can go and change my character's powers--have a few ideas.

@Dusksong

brooooskiiiiiii your enthusiasm is making me enthusiastic

but also i used da because i watched brave the other night and it seemed suitably scottish enough for me and i was just like, yes. it'd be pretty awesome to have the two of them playing off of each other illusion-wise though you know, like illusion tag teaming or something

Crestwood Hollow

C O N J U R E

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^{TAVIA WONG ◼ 28 . 10 . 1998 ( 18 ) ◼ FEMALE ◼ ASEXUAL}

^{"Being a poet is easy. Being poetry is harder."}

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

---

^{"It's just an aesthetic, I've more clothes in my closet."}

//STATS:

◼ Height | 5'6"

◼ Weight | 142 lbs

◼ Build | Dancer

◼ Ethnicity | Chinese

◼ Hair Color | Black

◼ Eye Color | Brown

//DESCRIPTION:

Tavia's appearance is her working toward an aesthetic where she arbitrarily assigns things as cool. She wasn't always so pale but she saw her skin tone after not going out in the sun for so long and decided she liked the way it looked. Her hair used to shorter, but since she kept putting off her haircut, it just kept growing and she liked the broader range of styles it gave her. Her fashion color palette mainly consists of red, white, and black because black and white always have lots of styles and red was her first choice for a "splash of color." The clothes she wears are either loose or form fitting because it's easier to move in billowing skirts and tight leggings. Her posture is always great and she has an easy and relaxed gait; when she pauses in her walk, she strikes seemingly casual poses without seeming to be aware she's doing so. Some part of her is always in motion and she has an energy to her that belongs on a stage. Tavia wants to look naturally elegant and not like her thoughts on her image are "Doing this makes me look cool," and "Wear this because it's comfy and easy." Sometimes she succeeds in convincing people of this, sometimes she doesn't.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:

---

^{"What a tragically beautiful girl, alone in that chair..."}

Tavia was born and raised in Glasgow. Her mum was adopted and her da was the childhood best friend. Her mum, Lorna, was always an intellectual type and became an engineer while her da, Emrys, just loved being a cook. They were very clearly happy in the city and their careers clearly left them minted because they could comfortably afford seven kids in the city. Tavia's the second youngest and spent her early years running around after her sisters and brothers. It was in primary her mum decided Tavia needed a hobby and, after seeing how she interacted with music, sent her to dance classes. Second youngest became youngest when her sickly twin brother died. None of the others are fully over it, but Tavia is. She understood grief, she celebrated it every birthday, but she's grown more exasperated over the years.

When Tavia was ten, her older siblings Hype-Gene started manifesting. Mum's fault, of course, and her da was very upset she hadn't told anyone about her own power. Her mum was also upset because she hadn't even known she had one. It was her oldest, Aurelie (16; gold manipulation), who figured out it was fortune. As Tavia's siblings grew up they gained their abilities around the same time, and eventually it was only her and her da who had no powers. They bonded over that and their apparently strange indifference toward academic excellence.

Around the time Tavia was fifteen, her mum was offered a better-paying agricultural engineering job and the whole family moved to Crestwood Hollow. American high school was disorienting at the beginning, especially since Tavia's previously A grades in Glasgow became C's at Mather Memorial and much of her vocabulary and slang were met with blank stares. Eventually, Tavia learned to mostly get rid of her thick Scottish brogue but not her slang. No one gave her much fash about her grades and she joined up with every dancing group she could find. A year later and she touched a mirror and fell into the mirror plain, thus discovering her own abilities. Most of her siblings had all gone off to university when she was sixteen so the only ones to help her hone her powers were her da and two of her brothers, Vincent (20; sound manipulation) and Damien (20; word manifestation). For her last year at Mather, Tavia just wants to get better at her power and move on with her life.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

---

^{"What's that, over there!"}

//ABILITIES:

◼ Catoptric Transportation | Tavia can utilize mirrors to, in essence, teleport. To do so, she has to make contact with the reflective surface and will herself to pass through. When she enters the mirror plain, she is met with the world she left behind her, just flipped as anyone would expect of a realm of reflections. However, this world is patchy, only showing up where the mirrors can reflect, with the missing parts so blurry she can only make out shapes and blotches of color. This world has no sensory information other than sight. Time passes, but at a fraction of the speed of the real world. Because of this time difference, she can run through one mirror to another in what seems like barely a minute but what would actually be longer for her; people in the real world can catch a fleeting glimpse of her in mirrors if they look at just the right time. The plain is populated with reflections of people and things she cannot interact with no matter how hard she tries. To leave, she just has to find another reflective surface and will herself back out. She has found she can bring inanimate objects inside the plain and leave them in there as well. The items are not flipped to match the world and have a certain sheen to them, making their otherness obvious to any who might see them as they look into a mirror.

//SKILLS:

◼ Athletics | Tavia's a dancer. It's her one true passion in life and every free moment she has is spent on practicing her moves. It's not surprising that she's got a lot of muscle and is generally extremely flexible. If there's one thing going for her, it is her peak physical condition. She's also taken up recreational ballet and she's learning to move differently as well.

◼ Keen Eye & Good Sense | She has very good intuition with visuals. She doesn't know how to articulate what she feels but she knows that this color goes with that one and how the spaces are interacting with one another in ways that don't seem right. It helps with her fashion aesthetic and is now helping her with her illusions.

◼ Simple | She trusts what she feels and goes through things one at a time, lending her relief from the typical anxiety of the future. She also likes things kept neat and clear, without layers upon layers of steps and intricacies. When other people are thinking about the details, she proposes the most simplistic and, occasionally dumb, idea.

◼ Charming | Sometimes her straightforwardness and simplicity is very charming. People generally find a beautiful fool of a girl, one whose emotions are obvious and who has no secrets plots, someone they can trust.

//LIMITATIONS:

◼ Concentration | The mirror world is suffocating. Tavia doesn't belong in it and it's as if the plain knows this and tries its best to expel her out if she leaves her mental guards down. She has to concentrate on staying inside and getting to her destination or she'll be spat out at the nearest opportunity. Mental fortuity is not her strongest trait to say the least.

◼ Size Matters | If she wants to enter the mirror plain, Tavia needs to find a reflective surface that will fit. She can get around this with smaller surfaces if she tries to dive into it, thus minimizing the total space necessary. If she does dive, she has to brace herself to land correctly or else collide with something on the mirror plain which will still hurt her.

◼ Glass | It's the only surface she's been able to use. Clean glass is easiest but mirrors are always the best option. Ice is of a moderate difficulty but water is the hardest to achieve and Tavia hasn't been able to do anything except fall into a lake.

◼ Full Body Retrieval | Those inanimate objects Tavia can leave behind in the mirror plain? She can't just stick her arm in a mirror and grope around to take them out. She has to go into the plain, find the location she left them, and then leave to bring them back to the real world.

//WEAKNESSES:

Disorientation | Tavia has to focus but prolonged exposure will result in disorientation. So far, she has been able to remain within the mirror plain for 15 minutes on her side with only the beginning of a headache. If she were to go for longer, her headache would worsen until the mental pain becomes excruciating and she loses herself inside the plain as blacking out means she is not focusing on staying inside. Instead of being forced into the real world, she is stuck in a mental limbo inside.

◼ Only One | She hasn't even thought of trying to transport other people with her because just her has been so hard to do. If Tavia were to try bringing someone in, they would need to hold onto her the entire time as well as strong mental walls to pass through the plain. The mental strain on Tavia is double the force it normally is and when she succumbs to the fatigue or her guest lets go of her, her passenger will be regurgitated out of the plain while Tavia is stuck within the mirror.

▼ N O T E S:

---

//SUPPORTING CAST:

▼ ALLIES

◼ Emrys Wong | He's her da, she'd be raging if he didn't help her out somehow. Yeah, he's pretty useless for ability work but he makes good food and understands her philosophy for life.

◼ Vincent Wong | He's one half of her favorite pair of twin brothers. His ability's cool and doesn't fault her for not grieving over their younger brother.

◼ Damien Wong | He's the other half of her favorite pair of twin brothers. He's obsessive over linguistics and the two of them can generally go to each other when they want to talk to someone who'll listen about their respective passions.

▼ FRIENDS

◼ TBD | ...

▼ ENEMIES

◼ TBD | ...

//STOMPING GROUNDS

◼ TBD | ...

//PARAPHERNALIA

◼ TBD | ...

Crestwood Hollow

@Dusksong that super awkward moment when both of our characters have the same (I think? I saw illusions and did that grimace you do when you're watching the supremely embarrassing friend of the friend group draw attention to themselves by screaming when they injure themselves intimately though their own decisions but this description is getting long so) ability

haha illusion buddies yay

Crestwood Hollow - A Superhuman Roleplay

<Snipped quote by Ichorus>

You're going to be so disappointed.

@Mr Allen J

You are a wonderful vote of confidence. Truly, an inspiration.