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Tirza

Fate's messenger, her copper eyes see past this time to the unwritten future beyond.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Neava13

Description

Name: Tirza Droia aka Fate
Age: 21 but looks 24
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110 lbs (slim muscular)
Hair: Black straight very long
Eyes: Copper (Silver or Gold at times as well)
Gender: Female
Distinguishing Features: Silver claw scars over her face, chin, neck, and hands as well as silver scared bite marks as if from a wolf of some kind over her neck and hands.
A bullet wound scar in the center of her forehead. A multitude of scars over her back , arms, legs and shoulders various ages and types.
Appearance :
(this photo by Luis royo)
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Clothing: Almost always in a loose fitting black sweater as well as a tight pair of hip hugger blue jeans, and comfortable set of shoes.

Personality

She is always calm, intense, and quiet. She rarely looks anyone in the eye, and when she does her forehead creases in some unknown emotion. She enjoys the out doors, but rarely ventures farther then a window to see it. Her eyes divulge little emotion, except for immense intensity and control. Other then on really bad days then control tends to fly out the window.

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Quirks/Flaws: Rarely shows emotion. She is xenophobic (fearful of new people) and will only associate with people who she knows, unless forced to. Is fearful of her powers, and is terrified of mirrors, she also tends towards superstition and adopts various cultural superstitions to her everyday life.

Special Abilities**:

Fate's Thread: Can see various events in a person's life through looking at their thread though the future is harder to see because of various branches and twists.. unless she looks them in the eye and then she can see the death they are most likely fated to.

Fate's Eye She can see, feel, and experience the death of those around her, though their deaths are constantly altered through the choices they make. She can only see their death if she looks them in the eye, the longer the glance the greater the detail.

Slip from Time:She can freeze time, and walk outside its flow. She can make 5 second seem like 5 minutes to her. She is able to move around as if the span of five minutes has passed, but can not move people during this time; she can only move objects that are not touching people or herself. She has very little control if it, and often uses it out of reflex. She sees it as a curse and is prone to not even wanting to talk about it if its ever brought up.

Thread Sense: She can project her own thread out about her in order to see everything and anything within close proximity.. the distance of sight extended with the amount of energy she exerts.

History

Biography: She was born in Aizawl, India. Her family moved to America for the same reason that most do. They wanted the freedom to follow their dreams and they wanted Tirza to be able to live outside of her social class. Tirza was a troubled adolescent and when her parents would confront her about it she would often times become violent or belligerent, before going to her room and locking herself away. She was the only child of the couple, and her aggressive behavior was driving the family into deeper and deeper chaos. They sought help through psychology and began putting her through therapy. She seemed to improve for a time, until she hit the age of 15. She locked herself in her room and would not leave for nearly a month.

She failed out of school because of it, and her father became enraged. One day out of sheer frustration and anger he stormed in her room and drug her from it. He then proceeded to drag her into the family car and belt her in. She screamed and fought all the way into the car, then once she was there she froze and covered her face. Her Mother and Father quickly drove her the therapist that had seen her before, but they never made it there. On the bridge into Jersey there was a 10 car pile up. Both of Tirza's parents were killed in the accident. Tirza was found outside the car staring at her parents bodies.

She moved with a group of mutants for a time before they all went their separate ways and Triza took back her birth name and went back to her family inheritance. She began searching for answers to her abilities and ways to master them.

Current love interests: Johnny Izumi

So begins...

Tirza's Story

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 Her will doubled back over each human though they all had the same odd fakeness.. at least the humans with weapons did. She relaxed in her seat as she focused the rest of her will and concentration of the task at hand. the orange glow of humanity seemed to slowly fall away layer by layer until the deep crimson of the demon with in the human flesh seemed to break free of the illusion. Their strands varied.. some long, some short... though the one that had the almost multycolored hues coiled around much like the ones of the Tree Spirit she knew. She reached out towards his thread towards the oldest glowing point. Each point being an important memory in time. Some one sensative to temporal energy would feel the shiver of power from the small girl near the back door

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 “ [color=maroon]As she neared the commander's thread images from his life slammed into her mind, pictured of mortars exploding, bloody dismembered bodies and things in the darkness lingered in her vision of the man. As her golden energy that was invisible to most but the extremely sensitive touched the first memory.

The camp was small hidden at the foot hills of the mountains. It was one of the gorilla camps the last stand against the Russian advance. He hadn't been very hopeful with the rabble hidden in the cliff face, but their were armed.. and willing to die, and he was willing to die along with them. As he stepped out of the old truck onto the dusty desert floor a small boy stood not far away watching him and the vehicles. The boy's eyes were the oddest purple hue and it made him almost do a double take at the sight. A smile crept over his face as he looked out over the camp, and determination swelled with in him. The Talban would be victorious.. and this would be the start of something great he knew it

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 She feels the searing eyes on her as she begins to loose her concetration

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 At Vyn's eyes the memories if pain blood death and fire slamed her mind, loosing your concetration when the strings are still attached was not something that was a recomended course of action and she screamed out hitting her head against the table twice to trying to shake the pain from her body as she trembled. She finally was able to retract the stings from the commander as she layed her head against the table gasping and trembling in pain

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 **laid

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 Sweat touched her tan skin that was by this point in time looking rather gray. She gasped and kept her forhead on the table "Hello.. Nice.. to talk to you again.. Mr.. you know.. She grunts and pushed herslef back to a sitting possition "Vyntret.. or.. Vyntreth?.. mmm sorry my mind.. is a little fuzzed over.. She groans and rests her forhead in her hand trying to shake the last remants of pain from her slight frame

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 She grunts as the images of darkness and people tearing eachother appart much like rabbid beasts touch her already burning eyes. She hisses and pushes back from the table a couple of inches and as he retracts his aura she only catches mild glimpses of the darkness much like hazed over forms in the shadows instead of pain fulled insanity inspiring horrors. "Peachy.. ahh.. could.. you .. never mind.. erm.. so.. what brings you to this .. ahh.. lively corner of Earth? her tone was a bit veniment she was a little angry with him, though she knew it wasn't his fault really.. and she lowered her head towards the table top, "Sorry.. just hurt.. a lot

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Character Portrait: Tirza Tirza says,
 She frowns as he gets up to leave before continuing.. she definitly was begining to think he was far more insane then he led others to believe, "Erm.. ok?.. Be safe? She felt a little abused.. though Fate was always cruel to her.. it was like a bad joke and she waved at him as he stood

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 Rested her chin on her hands on the top of the table. She wondered if her mind drifted back to the strane man if she could find out more.. though she also worried she would be interupted. The sound of Kroger's Wife's voice made her perk up as she wiped sweat from her brow and began to refucus her will. The images she had gotten from the red haired woman had been broken at best and she wondered what else she could see. So with that she focused her sill and relaxed in her seat. She streached threads of golden light across the bar to Romanae, though the threds could only be seen by those sensitive to time's flow and energy

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 **strange

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 She bit her bottom lip and took a deep breath as she finally could see the strands of those in the bar. Some were green.. some black and some white. Romanae's was white though it glowed with a red orange light. the strand pulsed in various places one towards the middle held her interest as she reached for it. She saw the flash of steel the blood flowing over the blade then the screams of pain before she was able to latch on to the one point. It was so cold.. meat hung from the rafters as she was tied in the center of the room in nothing but a tank top and underwear. Her red hair was stiff with frozen blood. The sound of bells screaming in her ears made her head hurt. She just wanted to beat her head against the wall until she was unconscious.. just a little rest.

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  It had been 48 hours.. 48 hours of being kicked every time she laid down of being dunked in ice cold water then having her fingers held over flames. She hurt and she was so tired.. her teeth chattered... He was dead.. they all were dead.. they told her as much.. and how did she know they weren't. Her eyes turned towards the door. She wouldn't give up.. she wouldn't let them win.. She was stronger then this.. Just some sleep.. just a little sleep.. right? The stitches at the back of her neck burned everything screamed in agony. The bells ringing made her loose track of her thought as she screamed at the top of her lungs just wanting the noise to stop.. Just for one minute of rest!.

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 At the pain and insanity gripping the red haired woman at that moment in time she screamed herself and pulled the threads back as fast as she could clamping her hand over her lips as she layed her head against the table. She was gray and trembling her ears ringing from the noise as she shivered in her trench coat. She curled up and tears formed in her eyes "Ouch.. ouch.. ok.. no more of that.. next time.. I'm only going.. for sex.. or happy events.. EH! She grunted and laid her forhead on the table for a long time gasping her ears still ringing from the agony of Romanae's life altering event

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 Yawns popping her ears and then tucks her hands inside her jacket trying to get warm. It was all mental of course.. though wasn't everything mental? If you beleived yourself dead.. did people not die? If you think your in pain.. aren't you? She takes a couple deep breaths and agrees once again with herself. Happy thoughts.. definitly events.. and lots of sex!. She managed to chuckle a little bit blushing slightly

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 She was happy her hair was loose at the moment she was able to hide her face against the table with it spread out. Her forehead resting on the cold surface as her teeth chattered. She looked like she had seen something she really shouldn't have and infact looked slightly ill and pale once again. Ohhh snap out of it!..come on.. it didn't happen to you.. just grow up! Damn emo little girl... She grunted at the voice in her mind.. Go to Hell.. it hurt ok.. No it didn't.. Eh! leave me alone!.. She felt the darkness roll from Vyn and she groaned deciding it would take too much energy to move away and braced herself for the images of insanity

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 At that she raised a hand and flipped of Vyn and groaned, "I don't need to hear how stupid I am.. or that it's my own fault from you too.. sheesh!.. If that's all you came to do then.. maybe I should just go home.. my own little voices berate me enought thank you She clamped her mouth shut and cringed.. EH! You know who your talking to?!.... SHUT UP SHUT UP! EH!.. she cringed visably and then whispered, "I didn't mean.. that.. erm.. so sorry

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 Her fingers looked pale with odd red circles over the skin much like blisters that were about to rise. A line along the back of her neck looked like it had been cut with a knife though it was just as if it had been scraped not actualy cut. Her chin and lips were red as if they were just about to show a bruise. And she quickly hid her face in her hands and nodded to Vyn, ".. I shouldn't.. have griped.. at you.. erm.. thanks.. for pulling back.. your powers.. ahh.. soo erm.. What can I help you with?.. She hoped that Romanae had not noticed her yell out loud earlier.. or the paleness her skin still held

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 She grumbled and pulled her hands from her face touching the still tender spotd over her lips and chin feeling for blood. She looked like she was bruised or atleast about to be. As if she had been hid repeatedly and she should be bleeding though she wasn't. She stretched her jaw and it popped and she winced slightly, before reaching back and tightening the blind fold. ".. no.. am I bleeding?..erm.. ahh never mind.. Griped?.. Doesn't anyone say griped anymore? .. maybe not.. I have probibly been reading too many books.. soo.. erm.. anyway!!!.. what about erm.. well I mean.. are you still willing to help me?She tucked her hair behind her ears as the red marks slowly began to fade with the pain from Romanae's memories

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 **hit

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 's brow arched at Vyn.. he sure was wacko.. she really wondered if asking the demon of insaity for help was her sanest choice.. but who else was she suposed to ask? She bit her bottom lip and then shrugged, "Erm.. some place.. that ahh.. well I wouldn't end up being eaten or.. maimed would be nice.. air is good too.. and slightly warm is nice.. you know.. not like the darkness of Hell.. or the frozen parts either.. ahhh.. but.. where ever? She wanted to pull away from the man she could not see.. but at the same time she didn't want to be rude so she just sat there slightly unconfortably her blindfolded face turned to Yyn's

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 She nodded and frowned then laid her chin on her hands and yawned slightly, .. Ehhhh!.. Erm.. Sorry.. ahh.. Well.. do you think.. I could you know.. like go to the bathroom.. and.. erm.. maybe.. clean up a little befoer we go?.. OH!.. and there is a really nice cave.. erm.. on the Island outside of the Winged city?.. but ahh.. you know. .just give me about ahhhh.. 45 minutes? maybe? She frowned.. she felt like 2 hours would be better.. but he was offering her help.. and she didn't want to refuse it

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 She signed in releaf.. 45 minutes.. that was a good nap right? She stand up and grabs her staff using it to guid her towards the bathrooms. "Erm.. thank you.. sorry.. I'll be back as soon as I can ok?

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 She wonders out from the back store room yawining. Her hair disheveled as she stretched slightly then ran her staff over the floor trying to remeber the best way across the bar towards the back door. SHe was sure Vyn had left by now. She also know that Izumi would be worried about her. She was wearing an overly large white tank top and a pair of tight jeans, with a black trench coat draiped over one arm. The blind fold over her eyes was secure as always. She finaly got her bearings at a couple slides of the retan staff she carried then made her way towards the back door pausing at the sound of Vyn's voice. She grimced thinking he was probibly going to be furiouse for tuning a 45 minute powder break into a several hour nap in the back room

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 Scars littered her arms and shoulders, some looked rather new some looked old. Some looked like claw marks others like bullet wounds. Then others precise blade marks or shrapnel. She was very slim and looked to be middle eastern though with her eyes covered it was hard to tell for sure

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 Vyn was not limiting his aura the way he had with her eariler. And it felt like a dark curtian of insanity passed just infront of her much like a globe of his energy seemed to leak out of his person constantly. She took her staff and skirted around the sphere of insanity and darkness heading for the back door. The staff moveing rythmicaly over the bar floor as she used it to guide her way. Her long black hair fell over her face as she bent her face down listening for the staff before her. A single long silver lock of hair making the 18 year old girl look older. She paused half way through the room and slipped on the trench coat covering the scars that adorned her tan skin. Most of the scars looked horrible enough to kill a man though she seemed to move well enough considering their severity, as if they only were skin deep. Once the jacket was on she continued towards the back door and towards Joshua