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Description

Chesire Vynn
Alignment: Played Out
Age: 16 years old

Chesire was often bored with her brown hair and would bleach and dye it a color of the moment- it helped suit the vibrant themes of the Circus, so it was never all that obscure, especially compared to the bearded lady or snake skinned man's appearances. The bright colors of where she was raised are often reflected in her make up and hair, and an arc of rainbow stars tattoos her ankle as the trademark to the circus she originates from. It's easily enough concealed but the stupidity in it now seems obvious with Chesire unsure about her status with the circus after taking off.

Superpower: Fire/Heat Manipulation via hands
Weakness: Chesire has little to know control over her power, so mote the incedents at home. She's had no practice with them and often has trouble thinking clearly or concentrating after using them.

Personality

Chesire's always had to be outgoing and confident to get herself out on stage, but she isn't used to having friends so much as viewers. With the constant moving around any relationship and friendship was always short lived, leaving her feeling a little socially stunted but helping her learn to rely on herself soley.

Equipment

Chesire's only weapon is her hands, secured in gloves with flame retardant casing they seem to do no damage.


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History

Chesire started off wacky, with a name like hers you kind of have to. Her mother worked with a traveling circus and ends didn't meet easily, Chesire worked as a part time juggler - but publicly that was the extent of her weird.
Publicly, that's where allot of things end. Because behind that pretty circus tarp there were quite a few secrets. The circus was failing and to make ends meet her mom was out on the street - panhandling or worse. After one night out she didn't come back, having run away or dead that was the last Chesire knew of her.
Her father was absentee from the start, when Chesire would ask her mother would just lock down, she never had any information about him - none, besides a picture she found when snooping in her mothers armoire that could have been him. The picture was really nothing more than a silhouette, a cloak and a top hat. Everything in between bled black from the spoil on such an old photo. It was black and white, which was strange to Chesire - it couldn't have been that long ago. She took the photo anyway, feeling that there was something just not quite right with it. After the night she took the photograph something in her changed, she could feel it the next day but it wasn't until her act later she saw the results. She got on the stage to juggle with six colorful balls, what landed was melted wads of plastic with a thick thwack on the stage. The audience demanded their money back - Chesire was baffled.
It was the same night she found the flyer that she set fire to the trailer that had always been home. It wasn't on purpose, but she didn't have an explanation- so scared, she ran. With her mothers disappearance and the burned remains of her life behind her, nothing looked good. The school sounded suspicious, but she needed an escape and so risking nothing - which was all she had left, she headed out.

Chesire Vyn's Story