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Fiala


Standing before the small mirror, Fiala ran her fingers repeatedly through her short blue hair, fluffing it a little as it dried. She had recoloured it just two days earlier: this was her favourite time, when the colour was at its most vibrant. Her stylist had done an amazing job with it, too - layering her hair just perfectly, cutting it in just the right way to frame her face. She couldn't be happier with the way she looked.

When she was content with admiring herself, Fiala pulled on an oversized t-shirt and exited the bathroom, taking just two steps down the hall before entering the bedroom. The room was filled with a thin haze, just enough to be noticeable from the hallway but easily forgettable once the door was closed. Pete was still lying on the bare mattress, the smoke from his cigarette mingling with the cone incense and contributing to the haze. He sat up as she entered, and beckoned her back to bed. She obliged without hesitation.

Half an hour later, she rose again, and began collecting her clothing to prepare for the day. "It's supposed to be hot today, right?" She didn't wait for an answer before pulling on a white floral crop top.

"Yeah." Pete sat up in bed as he lit another cigarette. "Hey, Lenore... I got a question for you."

"Hm?" She looked over her shoulder as she slathered on his deodorant.

"I, uh... got an extra key made. It's yours if you want it."

Smiling, she sat on the mattress and plucked the cigarette from his mouth. She puffed away as he stood, fumbled through a nearby pair of jeans, and produced a silver key. Without a word, she traded the cigarette for the key.

Then it was Pete's turn to get ready for the day. Fiala could hear him singing in the shower down the hall, loudly and off key. She couldn't help but smirk as she pulled on her boots and glanced at the guitar-shaped wall clock. With practiced speed, she pulled several books off the shelf, pocketed the money tucked between the pages, and replaced them all as if nothing happened. She slipped on his favourite jacket, snapped on his wristwatch, grabbed the pack of cigarettes and left the hazy room. The last thing she did before exiting the small apartment was drop the silver key on the carpet, a near-silent "Oops" slipping through her lips.

Walking down the street below, Fiala lit a cigarette. She couldn't help but think that she had been moving faster than usual while making her getaway. She meditated on this a bit, unsure of what to make of it - it was probably her imagination. To be sure, she glanced at her new watch.

No, that can't be right.

She threw down her cigarette and lit another as she turned a corner.
Love the opinions idea! I might go back and add something for that too~
Name: Fiala

Also known as: Mistress of Fortune

Age: appears to be in her mid-twenties

God Aspect: Luck

Personality: to come

Parents: the Sun and Moon

Sexuality: I like you, do you like me? Yeah? Cool, let’s go





Powers:
Divine Luck: Fiala can subtly influence the outcomes of events, for either better or worse
Divine Agility: Fiala is very quick, even beyond the capabilities of most of her siblings
Charm: Fiala has a certain air about her that make her seem easy to trust

Weapon: Fiala once had a set of throwing knives that always hit the most opportune part of her mark. In her hands, the knives replenished as quickly as she could draw them. She lost track of the set long ago.

History (Pre-Earth bound):
As one of the middle children of Solaria and Lunus, Fiala found her place to be less important than those of her older siblings. She didn’t mind, though: subtly influencing events, just enough to affect the outcome, was enough for her. At first, it was enough to play with her siblings like this - tweaking this or that, changing things just enough to throw them off guard - but eventually, she found herself growing bored. Maybe they couldn’t replicate it, but they knew that she was responsible.

Because of this, humanity was a great boon to Fiala. She immediately went to Earth, walking among these new creatures and playing with them the way she once played with her siblings. Misplaced key here, lucky roll of the dice there… she found herself having more fun with humans than she ever had in the Heavens. Mostly avoiding her siblings, she spent her time amusing herself to her heart’s content, subtly influencing lives in just the right way to make herself laugh.

History (Post-Earth bound):
When the Gates were closed, Fiala didn’t immediately notice. It wasn’t until chaos beyond her control took over that she realized what happened. Quietly slipping into the shadows, she continued influencing what she could - although now, it was much less satisfying. She was no longer playing games, instead trying desperately to save what humans she could - not for altruistic purposes, but because she knew if she didn’t, she would never get to play again. By the time the threat more or less cleared, she knew her power was weaker than it once was. She took her chance to have her fun while it lasted, while also learning more mundane (but much less enjoyable) ways to influence mortal luck.

Fiala found that the best way to do this was as a traveling conman. She has spent centuries wandering Earth, playing rigged games of “chance” and disappearing before a particular settlement had a chance to react. It wasn’t the same, of course - in this way, she could only influence in one direction, unless she chose to take pity and allow some mortal to win. More recently, though, they’ve become wise to her schemes, and it’s harder and harder to influence using mundane tricks.

Most recently, she has been trying to take things easy and enjoy immortal life in a beautiful place. Currently she is making her way across North America, only practicing her trade when she needs more money to travel… or when she really feels that itch to play.

Motive: Fiala just wants to have fun, whether it be on Earth or in the Heavens.
@MissCapnCrunch leaning toward Big Brother-style, it seems more fun/dynamic to me.
But either way I'm still interested~
Sounds cool! Definitely interested (:
@Lord Zee Is all the lore in the first post, or is there additional lore elsewhere you can link us to?
Also how would you like us to go about submitting character applications, just post them or send them to you for approval first?

(Sorry, it's been a while so I want to make sure I'm doing everything right xD )
interested!
I like the concept. Definitely interested (:
I get that. I wasn't sure how much you wanted Eli to understand, especially from that last post. I wasn't planning on having her like, give long speeches in Hebrew or anything lol

That being said, I like the idea of them tutoring each other after they've had a bit of time to gain each other's trust.
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