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Hiwalani-Noa

"I've seen some stuff, man! You don't even wanna know, dude!"

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a character in “Return to the Dark Ages”, as played by Vix

Description

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Hiwalani-Noa || Lani || 20 || Nymph || Pan







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Abilities
Lani has a certain control over plants, though plants native to Hawaii and other such animals bend easier to her will than others. Like other Nymphs, flowers bloom where she walks, though the flowers that she leaves behind tend to be ones found from her island home. When it comes to vines and common plants, she can manipulate their health and growth, even from a distance, though for larger plants – such as trees – she needs to actually place her hands on them to manipulate their health and growth. Her hair also has a Royal Poinciana flower that blooms whenever she's in a good mood and disappears when she's sad or in a bad mood. She can sense the health of plants around her and even though she knows that all plants must die eventually, she cannot help but to heal them. Ill plants dampens her mood and causes other plants around her to wilt. She is capable of healing herself and others through siphoning health from plants, but she doesn't really like the idea of taking health away from plants so she tends to have some herbal remedy instead and she's limited to cuts, bruises, headaches and things like that. She can't cure AIDS.

Appearance
Standing at 5'3" and weighing in at 124lbs, her hair is naturally a sort of honey blonde but she's been known to dye it a variety of colors. Her eyes are actually different colored. Her right eye is a really soft and bright shade of icy, crystal blue similar to Neal McDonough's while her left eye is a bright shade of brown with flecks of gold and green around the center. On her right hand is the same tattoo found on the right hand of Zane: a tribal Polynesian design that they got four years ago. She also has a tattoo on her left foot that she gave herself more recently. On her right arm is a colorful half-sleeve that she's been doodling on and off for the past two years. Her piercings include viper, shark, cyber, medusa, jestrum, nostril, right eyebrow, tongue, both ears tip to base and industrial, and navel. She never has them all in at the same time.

Skills
Singing // Dancing
Writing // Acting
Horticulture // Botany
Cooking // Baking
Gymnastics // Sports
Tattooing // Swimming
Multi-Instrumental // Audio Engineering

Fears
ϟBeing alone
ϟBeing talentless
ϟLosing her fanbase
ϟDeath
ϟLosing Zane
Weaknesses
Diabetes // Sleep Apnea
Pesticide // Herbicide
Big heart // Trusting
Adrenaline Junkie // Short
Bit of a pothead // Overemotional
Impulsive // Theatrical
Curious // Hoardes

Secrets
She is a virgin
She is terrified of little spiders
She cannot surpass basic 6th grade math
She hates bottlenose dolphins
She likes to eat raw fish
















Personality
One of the first things that people tend to notice about Lani is how friendly she is. She tends to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, which often, inevitably ends up with her getting her feelings hurt when someone betrays her trust by taking advantage of her trusting nature. This, by no means, means that she is a pushover. Sure, she'll trust a person before she knows them, but once someone's on her bad side, it's hard to get back in her good graces and she can be a complete and total nightmare. She might be small, but she's stronger than she looks and isn't opposed to shooting someone in the face with a paintball, decking them, or just outright brawling. She's a very physical woman and seems to constantly need to be in motion, though she does have her lazy days. If you ask her brother, Zane, and anybody whose ever spent more than a few hours with her they'll tell you that she can be a bit of an adrenaline junkie. She's got a lot of energy, especially on sunny days, and she's all for going out there and getting a few bumps and bruises. She and Zane are well known for their first string of YouTube videos that consisted of them taking their martial arts class lessons to the streets and fighting with each other. If someone asks her for a fight, so long as someone's recording she generally doesn't oppose. She also loves extreme paintball and capture the flag and has a deep respect for people willing to head out to the woods with little to no protection, trying to capture a flag at the risk of getting shot in their nether regions with a fast flying small ball of paint. She's also a bit of a nerd and she's not afraid to show it. Zane was the one who got her into it. Usually on cloudy or rainy days, you can find her playing video games or reading a comic book from her huge stash. She's also taken to collecting costumes. She can be a bit on the theatrical side, though not in the sense that she legitimately makes a huge deal out of everything; Let's just say that she knows how to make everything exciting. She enjoys putting a smile on people's faces by turning everything into some sort of event, sometimes treating only having enough cereal for one more bowl as though it were a Shakespearean tragedy. She has surprised quite a few people when she was found out to be a Nymph - Most of her kind tend to be very gentle and almost delicate, very nature loving and reserved. She's more aggressive and outgoing than most Nymphs. When it comes to singing and dancing, all a person needs to do is ask. She'll serenade anyone and tango with any partner whether on or off camera. Speaking of cameras, she loves them. Not for the sake of attention, but to capture life as it happens to watch and relive later. Whether it's photography or cinematography, she loves it and believes that everyone should be caught on camera doing something memorable at least once. And her fans - She loves her fans and the people that she's worked with. Or at least most of them. Being looked up to was a thrill for her and she always did her best to set a good example [though some might argue against that] and she loved being able to bring joy to her fans. The thought of losing some of her followers because of being inhuman both saddened and angered her. Still, she has gone back to YouTube and refuses to fade away into a has-been.








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Likes
✯ Music ✯ Romance ✯ Swimming ✯ Singing ✯ Dancing ✯ Uploading new videos ✯ Her fans ✯ Eating ✯ Pranking ✯ Traveling ✯ Cooking ✯ Fishing ✯ Animals ✯ Musicals ✯ Acting ✯ Tricking Tourists ✯ Running ✯ Parkour ✯ Tanning ✯ Self-Expression ✯ Body Art ✯ Art ✯ Being admired ✯ The beach ✯ Diving for pearls ✯ Sushi ✯ Sports ✯ Surfing ✯ Cooking ✯ Sharks ✯ Comics ✯ Orcas ✯ Video Games ✯ Sunsets ✯ Chicken sandwiches with sugar and chocolate syrup ✯ Food ✯ Luaus ✯ Checkers ✯ Leis ✯ Flower arranging ✯ Energy drinks ✯ Almonds ✯ Fruits ✯ Dancing around terribly half naked while singing horribly off key for no reason ✯ Skinny Dipping ✯ Collecting treasure and seashells ✯ Bikinis ✯ Flash mobs ✯ Being free ✯ Being independent ✯ Motorcycles ✯ ATVs ✯ Cheap but chic fashion ✯ Getting gifts ✯ Poi ✯ Lau Lau ✯ Kalua Pig ✯ Smirnoff ✯ Vodka ✯ Opihi ✯ Saimin ✯ Poke ✯ Mai Tais ✯ Okolehao ✯ Margaritas ✯ The beach at night ✯ The rain ✯ Archery ✯ Flirting ✯ Extreme Paintball wars ✯ Camping ✯ Her pets ✯ Organic food ✯ The Farmers Market ✯ Whiskey ✯ Romantic gestures ✯ Romance movies – Especially The Vow

Dislikes
☢ Rudeness ☢ Haole mimicking/mocking Hawaiian traditions ☢ Being bossed around ☢ Pickles ☢ Pollution ☢ Horndogs ☢ Being underestimated ☢ Being seen/treated as a "Barbie" ☢ Bratty kids ☢ Bad parents ☢ Obnoxious people ☢ Wool blankets ☢ Bad diets ☢ Bad hygiene ☢ Bad hair days ☢ Creativity being stifled ☢ Bullies ☢ Snotty rich people ☢ Being grabbed at ☢ Betrayal ☢ Bottlenose Dolphins ☢ Being told what to do ☢ Being stereotyped ☢ McDonald's ☢ Being overlooked ☢ Pitch black nights ☢ Having things decided for her ☢ Hecklers ☢ Being called talentless ☢ Processed food ☢ The government ☢ Prejudice against supernaturals ☢ Pesticides ☢ Double standards ☢ Losing a fight ☢ Being still for too long ☢ When people can't take a joke ☢ When Zane calls her Pinky ☢ Terrible wardrobes ☢ Cigarettes ☢ Anti marijuana laws ☢ Buzzkills ☢ People who yell at kids in public ☢ People who beat their kids in public ☢ Sand in her ears ☢ Vanilla ice cream ☢ Root beer floats ☢ Being alone ☢ People assuming and telling her how she feels ☢ People assuming and telling her what she thinks ☢ Being treated like a child ☢







ImageBiography
“Where do babies come from?”

“Well, when a mommy and a daddy really like each other or a man and a woman are just horny, a man sticks his penis in a woman's vagina and then they have sex and then a baby comes out of a woman's vagina nine months later. That's right, buddy. You came out of where mommy and daddy pee from.”

“Oh.... That's disgusting.”

“And you ruined our lives. Good talk, champ. Off to bed.”


That's the usual talk kids have with their parents when they ask questions about “the birds and the bees”. But that talk doesn't apply to Hiwalani-Noa. This young woman was born from a tree, not a vagina. Yes, you read correctly. She came from a tree. Nobody is really sure how the process of a Nymph's birth comes to be. Seeing a Nymph born, all you see is a child emerging from some form of nature. Water, a bush, a flower, a tree. You get the idea. Lani walked right out of a Delonix Regia in Maui – Or a Royal Poinciana, for you non-plant-identifying people. Just as many Nymphs do, she seemed to be born with the common physical appearance of those native to the region from which she was born. And no, she was not born as a newborn. That's just silly. She looked only about eight years old when she was born and seemed highly intelligent for her age. As her kind does, she immediately sought a solution to her predicament. Back in the good old days of pestilence and pirates, nobody paid much mind to children walking around without parents. It was almost expected. But people these days are all about the protection of children, so there was the issue of preventing people from asking too many questions and snooping too much. She made herself visible on the island and only a few people knew what she was, though she was lucky that they were very traditional Polynesians and had a deep respect for nature and kept her a being a secret. It wasn't too long after that Zane found her and she convinced him that they should stick together. The two were taken in by a young couple who couldn't have kids of their own, papers forged for them. They were officially internationally adopted children. The two became inseparable and nobody really asked them any questions, told that the children had horrific pasts that they didn't want to talk about. With the amount of scars they had [from adventuring] it was easily believable. The two didn't have any school records but were able to take tests to determine which grade they'd be in and were soon placed in 5th grade together. Yes, a little bit smarter than the average “8 year old”. During their years in Hawaii, the two were raised with a love for the arts. For was not art part of nature? Zane never had any intentions on being famous, unlike his diva sister. He enjoyed his time behind the camera while she enjoyed her time in front of it. Their YouTube stardom started out as videos of them in pageants and other competitions and some of their explorations. It evolved into them doing skits to them pulling Jackass-like pranks on each other to flash mobs to dance tutorials to pranks on random people to vlogging to cover songs to original songs and finally all of it rolled into one. Lani was eight [though she looked fifteen] when the two of them finished high school together [after she cheated in all of her math classes] and started working together at their adopted mother's dance studio. They didn't work there long because their dreams soon came true. Or at least Lani's did. She was invited to star in a movie. Now, she had starred in movies before. Low budget movies on the Syfy channel and as an extra in other random movies. But a key character for a potential blockbuster? It was too good to pass up. And thus began their glorious career. It was just a start and they were almost at the top of the game. They had everything. But it was all snatched away when the government started passing laws against supernaturals. At first the two were just going to keep quiet about it, though they did sympathize with the supernaturals. Because of their sympathy, people started questioning them. There were those who defended them and sympathized as well but there were just as many who saw them as traitors to the human race. And with enough research, it was found out that there were no records on them existing. Every legal document on them was fake. Lani did not agree to go quietly and neither did Zane. Their parents were sent to prison for harboring supernaturals and withholding information. Lani and Zane joined up with some rebels. But it was shortlived and they were both thrown into prison. Lani got out early for good behavior after being forced by Zane to agree to go quietly to a “reservation” for supernaturals. And so she heads to Teraton, fresh out of prison.








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She wears glasses and speaks in a thickly Polynesian accent that might sometimes have an Australian slur to it.[/center]

So begins...

Hiwalani-Noa's Story

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Teraton, North Carolina. What. A. Place. It wasn't like it was some crappy little time in the middle of bumfuck nowhere; It was actually a very nice little town and she had been able to buy the cutest little cottage out in the middle of the woods with the most amazing and cute little pond and [as of her arrival] the most beautiful and colorful garden. It wasn't Maui or Los Angeles, but it was still a beautiful home for her. The cottage was green and pretty...small. It wasn't like her last actual home [before prison] where she had the newest and latest in all her appliances. But it was so homey and comfortable and just.... Cozy. That was the word. She had an adorable, cozy apartment. When she arrived, the Uhaul was already there but there was nobody to help her move her things so she spent most of her morning moving things into her new home and trying to find that perfect feng shui, calling on some vines to help her. Perhaps that was one of the good things about being revealed: She didn't have to hide her abilities anymore and she could bring flowers to the world without pretending that it was some sort of special effects or that she was just some sort of epic illusionist. She would bring flowers to the world! Her optimistic nature never failed her.

As the morning soon turned into afternoon, the sun rising higher into the sky, she found herself finished with the arrangement of her home. And with nothing else to really do. She tried to sit for a while and watch some old Gene Kelly movies but she grew restless of that. She moved on to playing some video games but found no joy in that or re-reading her old comic books. She missed Zane. She had never been without her brother since the day that they had met and he had always been her partner in crime. She could make friends without him – Easy peasy. But she had never met another supernatural before and she wasn't exactly sure if they had some super secret government of their own or if there were any foreign rules and regulations. Maybe she was just scared to meet a Vampire and end up getting eaten, assuming that they were all psycho like Russel Edgington. She might just be watching too much True Blood though. She would find these thoughts bouncing around in her head and soon after chastise herself for being both a coward and a bigot.

After a nice shower, she took thirty minutes to turn her honey blonde hair a nice shade of hot pink and another thirty minutes to flat iron it. Today was going to be a pink sort of day, as anyone would see from her apparel; Pink tube top under an unbuttoned pink and black plaid button down with light pink convereses sporting silver spikes and pink embellishments on her daisy dukes. Oh! The joy of being obsessive compulsive about color coordinated fashion. But she hardly spared the time to pick out pink piercings, going for simple black and silver bars and hoops for her left nostril, jestrum, and snake bite holes. It took about two hours of conversing with herself out loud to actually get her out the door, pausing by a mirror to give herself a smile of reassurance. Her parents and Zane would be out of prison in another year - maybe a few months - and her tree would be arriving tomorrow. Not to mention she was going to make some friends today. Yeah. Everything would work itself out.

With the last addition being a charm bracelet with several small wooden charms hanging from it. She was never without it. Ever.




The deep red Rogue was soon parked outside of a small cafe and Lani found herself riding down the sidewalk on a skateboard, her messenger bag slung over one shoulder and a frappuccino in her free hand as she scoped the downtown. To be honest, she had initially thought that the town was going to be like some sort of cult commune where everyone lived in mobile homes and gathered under the light of the moon to discuss a revolution. But she had an extremely overactive imagination and attributed her outlandish ideas of other supernaturals to lack of knowledge on them besides what she'd seen on Supernatural, True Blood, Vampire Diares, The Originals, and Bitten. It wasn't completely her fault that she had no idea what they were like. But it was a normal town and everyone within seemed normal. In her other hand was a video camera that she had held up, intervieweing everyone who caught her eye.

She had made a game out of trying to guess what everyone was and generally turned out positively wrong nine times out of ten. There went her theory that supernaturals had some super cool innate ability to sense each other. Everyone seemed pretty friendly and she soon found herself thinking she had been stupid to be afraid. She soon launched herself into adventure mode and wore a smile on her face, happy to stop and take pictures with people and get their opinions on living in Teraton, spending a bit of time to hold conversations about the pros and cons of supernaturals living in communities of their peers and sympathizers.

After some investigation, she found out that the local public library had a load of comic books and video games ready to check out. Not just new ones like most libraries, but vintage ones. With high hopes of finding Shepherd's Crossing for her PlayStation and possibly even a few Aquaman comics, she followed the directions given to her and soon found herself in front of a rather nice building with a few cars parked outside. Giving a low whistle, she paused to strap her skateboard to her messenger bag and headed inside, the video camera finally turning off and going into her bag. She looked around cautiously, soaking up the look and feel of the quiet building before spotting the video games. Grabbing one of those little plastic baskets that they had for when people had a lot of things to check out, she began grabbing things from the shelves, hardly giving them a second glance until she came across the comics. Aquaman! The tattooed Nymph gave a squeal of delight, hardly caring for the sharp glances she caught as she took off to find somewhere to read with an armful of comics. After setting everything down, she removed her plaid top and plopped onto her stomach into a bean bag, basking in the sunlight while she immersed into the world of Aquaman, kicking off her shoes and humming to herself.

She was content reading about the adventures of the much underappreciated hero that was Aquaman, her head nodding from side to side as she quietly sang The Wheels On the Bus under her breath. For the first time in approximately two years, she was happy and completely calm. All traces of previous paranoia was gone and she didn't fear an enemy to be over her shoulder. But that peace of mind was shattered as she turned the page, sighing at Aquaman's romance. For there, right in the middle of the graphic novel, was a spider. It was hardly bigger than a dime and she could squash it with her pinky easily. But what did she do? Her green eyes went wide and she let out an earsplitting shriek as though someone had just stabbed her in the face. She didn't move, absolutely petrified of the small arachnid in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes as she began to hyperventilate, fanning herself rapidly with her small hands as a knot formed in her chest and she felt the need to vomit coming on.

Jem had simply been continuing to enjoy his trip down memory lane, on which was brief and had various turns as he moved on from one book to another, when a sudden shriek pierced through the air. It appeared to come from a young woman, whose entrance he had not noticed and face he did not recognize, fanning herself rapidly and staring at a book. Instantly he is up, or perhaps not instantly but close enough, rushing over to see what is wrong. A people person at his core, he has no problem going up to try and comfort a stranger- especially one who seems to very upset. "Hey, are you alright, Miss? Is something wrong?" he asks, noting her drastically paled face, almost sickly looking, when he is near enough. He arrives just in time to watch what he had thought to be an image of the comic book, but is in fact a spider of some sort, crawl down the page and onto the girl's lap- a heavily misguided attempt to escape, it would seem.

She had been too petrified to confirm whether or not she was okay when the boy asked and had become even more freaked out when the spider crawled onto her. Even more panic kicked in as she felt it crawl over her belly and she immediately threw herself into a standing position, tears running down her face and smearing her eyeliner now as she wildly began to sweep her body with her hands, unsure where it was anymore, dancing and jumping around as she messed up her hair and nearly fell into a bookshelf, more than once bumping into the guy that had come to her rescue. Even though he did not do a very good job at it. When she saw it fall to the floor, she immediately began to stomp on it. The way she stomped, you'd think that the spider had killed her child or something. Only when it was so crushed that nothing remained did she finally stop. Her hair was a mess, though she was quickly straightening it out by running her fingers through the locks and began to slowly starting to even out her breathing. “You saw that thing attack me, right?! It had murder in its eyes!” She turned to the boy now, straightening out her top as she gave him a pleading look as though she had just bludgeoned a child and was now pleading with a nearby witness to assure that she was in the right.

Before Jem can do anything, the girl had jumped up and screamed, soon launching into a barrage of attacks against the small thing that include catching him in the crossfire, as he is bumped into several times over the course of the insanity. He is helpless to do anything but remain still, dumbfounded, as this stranger completely overreacts to what had been no larger than perhaps a dime. Honestly, she attacks the little thing with such venom and passion that he nearly feels bad for it. There is a point where one crosses the line from killing a bug to committing a cruel and unusual murder. She certainly ensured that the thing is dead, that much is certain. Finally done, the girl turns to him and presents her case, sort of, eyeliner smudged and her entire being in a sort of mess, a state of strange intensity. It takes a moment for words to return to him. "Uh, yeah, sure," he humors her, not really sure what else to say. She looks at him like a madwoman, and he the witness of a crime scene. The librarian has already rushed over to shush them, and with good reason.

She cringed as the librarian gave them stern glares and shushed them, using fingers to indicate that one of them had better clean up the mess of books all over the floor. She issued a groan only to be violently shushed once more. Gesturing with fingers to her lips as if to zip her lips closed, she assured the librarian that she would indeed shut up. Turning to the guy who had run over, she caught her reflection in a blackened computer screen and realized that she must have looked like some kind of psycho to him, reacting to such a small spider. Her face turned bright red as she gave a nervous laugh and pushed some strands of hair from her face, offering out her hand to shake in an attempt to not completely freak him out. “Hiwalani-Noa. Disgraced star, former convict, and deathly afraid of spiders any smaller than a cookie. I swear I'm not crazy.” Smooth. Very good way to recover. She flashed him her best megawatt smile, pink Poincianas blooming in her hair as she relaxed. “I'm so sorry about bumping into you and nearly destroying your eardrums. I didn't bruise you or anything, did I?” Her face expressed a great deal of genuine concern as she looked him over, though she was sure that she hadn't bumped into him that hard. It was polite to check. “Hrm. Also, has anyone ever told you that you are very attractive? Not exactly Hugh Jackman or anything, but definitely got something. Do you have a six pack? Any nice muscles, y'know?” 'Shy' was not in Lani's vocabulary and seeing that he didn't seem hurt, she approved of moving on to expressing her thoughts. She didn't always think before she spoke, but when she did, it was less fun.

Jem rubs the back of his head, apologizing in a string of long, conjoined sentences to the librarian, despite the fact that none of the noise had really been his fault. Had he remained back in his seat, she probably wouldn't have even noticed his presence. But he hadn't, obviously, and consequentially he stands facing a half-mad looking girl as she sticks out her hand and gives the sort of introduction that stamps a clear label on her head: Extrovert. Not that Jem has a problem with this, of course. He's always preferred people like this, with a radiance that draws people like him as a light draws moths. At her promise of sanity, Jem can't help but raise his eyebrow slightly, but a smile of amusement begins to break through, dimples making little dents of curiosity in his cheeks. At her concern, he shakes his head, "I'm-" he begins, but apparently the girl isn't done yet. A bit loquacious, he observes, mentally noting the obvious. Of course, once he processes what she's said, Jem turns bright red. He's not really particularly good with these sorts of things, social or not. Any smooth speech is immediately broken up, leaving him a deer in the headlights. "Um. Not really? I'm Jem, by the way." He sort of skips over her last comment to the best of his ability. "Are you new here or something? I haven't seen you around?" the last bit comes out as a question of sorts.

“Jem. Nice. And people should definitely compliment you more. And yes. I just got out of prison two days ago. Got here today.” Because that made people feel safer. It was a slight blow to her ego to be seen as an unfamiliar face, but she had more than enough ego to spare anyways and simply gave another smile before excusing herself to pick up the books she had knocked over. She was just lucky that the librarian hadn't told her to put her shoes back on and get rid of her frappe.