S C A R L E T T - L O C K H E A R T
F A C E C L A I M
Evangeline Lilly
A G E
Nineteen
G E N D E R
Female
B I R T H D A Y
July 11th
H E I R - O F
Helen of Troy
E N H A N C E D - A B I L I T Y
Telekinetic
H O M E T O W N
St. Louis, Missouri
P E R S O N A L I T Y
G E N E R A L
Scar has a habit of keeping her distance from others as she learns and strengthens her ability. Although she tries being distant, she has a big heart and cares a lot about others, she tries not to show it because she's scared of letting people to close to her. Scar has a spunky personality. Always being sarcastic, cracking jokes or teasing. She has trust issues due to her past, but once she opens up to others she treats them like family. And she would die for those close to her. At first glance it's hard to read her. Tomboy that can handle anything thrown her way; but she has an a beauty that barely seems to suit her. Her attraction draws people near, but she keeps them at bay to avoid hurting anyone.
H O B B I E S
Reading, Drawing, Writing, Archery & Drinking
S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual
F A V O R I T E S
- BOOK - The Odyssey
- MOVIE - Black Swan
- WRITER - Shakespeare
- PLAY - Macbeth
- TV SHOW - Game of Thrones
- SONG - From Yesterday
- FOOD - Pizza
- DRINK - Wine
H I S T O R Y
F A M I L Y
- An orphan since a baby, Scar doesn't have a family.
B I O G R A P H Y
For as long as Scar can remember she moved from foster home to foster home. Every once in awhile a young couple would come along and want to adopt little Scar, but only hours after the adoption the couples would always return with the child. Claiming that something was wrong with her... something not of this world. So instead of growing up with parents and siblings, she grew up in the system, seeing other children... her friends come and go.
When Scar turned 13 she started to notice strange things that happened around her. When she focused, really focused, she could make objects move. For a long while she feared her ability, thinking she was going crazy and imagining things. That was until one day she was sitting in her room, doing homework in the late hours of the night. She was intently reading the textbook before her, while her right hand reached mindlessly out for a pencil. With a simple opening of her palm a pencil shot across the room into her hand. But that wasn't what gave her a near heart attack from shock... it was the soft gasp she heard after moving the pencil. She hadn't noticed that her friend Jacob stood in the doorway. And to her surprise Jacob didn't call her a freak or runaway in fear, he did the opposite, and became her best friend. After that day she accepted this ability, "super power" Jacob called it, and practiced whenever she had a chance. For the next couple years she would develop her abilities in hiding with Jacob's help. But Scar didn't know then what she does now, that this "power" takes it's toll... a side effect that went unnoticed for so long that she is beyond the undoing of it.
On her 18th birthday, Jacob surprised her with a private little celebration. He wanted to cheer her up because they were both scared what would happened. Now that they are both adults they didn't know how much time they would still have together before the shelter sent them out on their own. It would have been the perfect evening... So long they both hid their feelings for each other and that night, he finally kissed her. With just one kiss they knew they loved each other. And as they continued to kiss... that's when it started. Jacob began gasping for air, his facing turning a shade of blue while his veins raised. Ever time she reached out to touch him and her skin brushed his, the touched area of skin would react in a more sever manner. Helplessly, she had to sit back and watch as Jacob died before her. She sat there for hours, crying and questioning what had happened... what she had done. She had to find out if it was her that killed him, but she didn't want to harm another person. So she wondered around the ally until she found a homeless cat. With hesitation she reached out towards the little animal. The second her index finger brushed the cat's ear, it began to whine and cry before falling over dead, just like Jacob.
Since that night, Scar ran away to NYC, trying to escape her past and find the answers. With the little bit of information she could find after months of researching, she got her answers... sort of. When ever she over uses her abilities too much over an extended period of time, her skin becomes toxic. The toxicity rising with her use. But unable to truly test to find the boundaries in her usage... to find the line from where it shifts from a harmless touch, to a burn, to death. So to avoid any other incidents, Scar always keeps the majority of her skin clothed to avoid harming another.
M I S C E L L A N E O U S
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Significant Other
- She never allowed herself to love after him...
Friends - Dead or gone
Colleagues - A few waitresses [acquaintances only]
O C C U P A T I O N
Scar bartends in the evening at a small corner bar on the West side of NYC.
S P E A K S
Her preferred language is English although she can also speak French and Latin.
W E A P O N
Throwing knives or her anti ability.
