Announcements: Cutting Costs (2024) » January 2024 Copyfraud Attack » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Member Shoutout Thread » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat ā€” the official app » Frequently Asked Questions » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Adapa Adapa's for adapa » To the Rich Men North of Richmond » Shake Senora » Good Morning RPG! » Ramblings of a Madman: American History Unkempt » Site Revitalization » Map Making Resources » Lost Poetry » Wishes » Ring of Invisibility » Seeking Roleplayer for Rumple/Mr. Gold from Once Upon a Time » Some political parody for these trying times » What dinosaur are you? » So, I have an Etsy » Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas »

Players Wanted: Serious Anime Crossover Roleplay (semi-literate) » Looking for a long term partner! » JoJo or Mha roleplay » Seeking long-term rp partners for MxM » [MxF] Ruining Beauty / Beauty x Bastard » Minecraft Rp Help Wanted » CALL FOR WITNESSES: The Public v Zosimos » Social Immortal: A Vampire Only Soiree [The Multiverse] » XENOMORPH EDM TOUR Feat. Synthe Gridd: Get Your Tickets! » Aishna: Tower of Desire » Looking for fellow RPGers/Characters » looking for a RP partner (ABO/BL) » Looking for a long term roleplay partner » Explore the World of Boruto with Our Roleplaying Group on FB » More Jedi, Sith, and Imperials needed! » Role-player's Wanted » OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! » Long term partner to play an older male wanted »

0
followers
follow

Ellisia Julens

"I am the Tempest."

0 · 478 views · located in The Warped Mind of Bradley Lake

a character in “The Twisted Mind of Bradley Lake”, as played by WindOnFire

Description

Reality Name: Ellisia Julens

Character Name: Tempest

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Theme song: Obedear by Purity Ring

Personality: Ellisia is a pretty straightforward, happy-go-lucky girl. She thinks everything will always turn out all right, and that everyone is good, deep down inside. Sheā€™s caring, and wishes she was stronger so she could protect everyone. She tries to hide her insecurities and doubts about herself- that every little mistake she makes is the worst ever, and often obsessing over some little mistake sheā€™s made.

Reality appearance: Ellisia has long, curly, reddish-brown hair that she canā€™t get to behave. It always flies everywhere, but she canā€™t bring herself to cut it. She has brown eyes and pale skin, and stands about 5ā€™10ā€. She pretty skinny for her age.

Image



ā€œCharactersā€ appearance: In Mentality, Tempestā€™s hair is deep red, as well as longer and thicker, and the weight causes it to lay in gentle waves instead of chaotic ringlets. Her eyes turn green, and, to her joy, she has a slightly more curvy figure, though she could by no means be called shapely. Her biggest change is the angel wings sprouting from her back, which allows her to take flight.

Image



Super-Human Power: Besides taking flight, Tempest can cause you to believe anything she says if she looks you in the eye, as long as itā€™s somewhat reasonable. She couldnā€™t make you believe sheā€™s a forty year-old man with a beard, but she could make you believe you were stronger, or she was slightly older. The duration of the effect varies depending on what sheā€™s told you. She can also tell when someone is lying.

Equipment: She carries a metal-capped wooden staff for fighting, though she dislikes violence.

So begins...

Ellisia Julens's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellisia Julens
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

It was a small room, with few furnishings, but it was the only thing Ellisia could really claim for herself. Even the clothes in the tiny chest were picked for her for her by someone else, washed by someone else. Her body had been created by another person, to serve a purpose they chose for her; her mind, but a borrowed scrap from a stranger who was still closer to her than most anyone else. And her soulā€¦did she truly have one? Did anyone else ever wonder about that? She paused, pressing a hand to her chest, feeling her heartbeat. Surely that must be borrowed, as well. Though she knew the room did not truly belong to her, she was usually able to forget that, a blissful thing. After all, no one spent as much time in here as she did.

Now, she straightened the sheets on the bed, tucking them in securely, before laying the pale blue blanket across the mattress, plumping the pillow and arranging it carefully. She smoothed a hand across the fabric, dispelling any remaining wrinkles, and smiled. Ellisia loved when everything was just right, in its perfect spot. Turning, she folded her hands in her lap as she sat on the small stool in the corner, letting her eyes wander back and forth across the room, daydreaming. Someday sheā€™d like to visit a field of flowers, one that stretched as far as the eye could see. She supposed it was a silly dream, to lie on the ground and watch the sky float by, smelling the sweet perfume and listening to buzzing bees, but it was the most beautiful thing in the world, to her. Sheā€™d seen something like that in a movie once, and she could almost pretend she was there, grass tickling her bare arms, the wind gently playing with her curls. But all dreams have to end, and this one was no exception.

ā€œEllisia?ā€ Her brown eyes slowly found their way to the speaker, still lost in her imagination. He frowned, knowing this mood well. ā€œWake up, Ellisia. Are you listening to me?ā€ She sighed, and closed her eyes, bidding silent farewell to her wish. When she met the scientistā€™s gaze again, her eyes were focused, clear, no longer lost in a happier place, and she smiled at him, a sweet, apologetic smile.

ā€œI am sorry, I was daydreaming. Did you need me for something?ā€ Ellisia stood, a question in her eyes. The Dr. Moore looked away, brushing a hand across his thinning hair, ragged at the sides. I need to get this trimmed, he thought, trying to distract himself. It was hard to not worry about this gentle girl, even if he knew she was only a clone, a clone created to serve a single purpose. There was a reason few people wanted to work with, or on, her- she was just tooā€¦too human, if ever such a compassionate human was to walk the earth, one with no ulterior motives, or unselfish desires. But surely even she, a clone of perfect innocence, was not that pure? No, he must leave those thoughts to his superiors. He merely cared for the girl, ran tests every once in a while, took her to her different appointments.

ā€œItā€™s time,ā€ he said, opening the door. He could see she did not fully understand, but she obediently walked outside, waiting for him to take the lead. As they walked down the hall, he explained, ā€œYou are to enter Bradley Lakeā€™s mind, as you were told previously. Theā€¦the others are gathering.ā€ Get it together, Moore! Sheā€™s an experiment! Oh, maybe Iā€™m getting too old for this. Unnoticed, she nodded, a thoughtful expression upon her face.

ā€œOf course. I am simply surprised that it took so long to come to this. Do not worry,ā€ she added, placing a hand on his shoulder and ignoring his incredulous look. ā€œI was made to do this.ā€ She smiled again, an angelā€™s smile, comforting and warm. Unable to respond, shocked at being reassured by one of his own experiments, Moore merely nodded, thankful they were nearing the room they had been summoned to. Opening the door, he gestured for her to enter first. She hesitated, taking a deep breath, shoulders hunched, before stepping into the doorway, in view of the others. He entered behind her, ushering her to a seat. He stayed back, against the wall, feeling both guilty and excited, wanting distance from her and those unsettling eyes. He supposed it was simply her nature, but every time he looked at her, he was reminded of a small, trusting child, and forgot that she was physically 17, nearly a full grown woman, true age notwithstanding.

Ellisia, for her part, simply folded her hands in her lap, neatly and precisely, and watched all that happened around her with her eyelashes lowered, veiling her gaze.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellisia Julens Character Portrait: Subject -00
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Ellisia watched as one of the other clones left his caretaker, a woman she didnā€™t recognize, who had theā€¦the strangest look on her face. Wondering what had caused such an expression, Ellisia heard the footsteps halt, directly before her. Turning her gaze from the woman to the man before her, she met his gaze for a second before blushing and looking down. ā€œOh, no,ā€ she protested. ā€œI am happy to do my duty.ā€ A brief smile flashed across her face, and she added, ā€œAnd there are many places that I would not rather be, such as in a pit of snakes. I think few places are as bad as that would be,ā€ she added contemplatively, brow furrowed as she thought. ā€œBut perhaps it is you who does not wish to be here?ā€ She looked up now, gaze straightforward and honest, albeit a bit confused.

She found his gaze somewhat disquieting, hard to meet, but she had no idea why. Still, she forced herself to look him in the eye, as it was what manners required. Pushing herself to her feet, she smiled again, though this time her face had a gentler cast to its features, no humor in her level gaze. ā€œWe have not been introduced properly, no? I am Ellisia Julens. It is a pleasure to meet you.ā€ And it was, for Ellisia found everyone a joy to be with, even the scientists who poked her with needles and examined her so often, to be sure she was healthy and normal, or at least, as normal as could be expected.

She felt the gazes of many, if not all, of the others in the room, focused on the two of them. Turning to the other clones, she said, ā€œPerhaps we should all introduce ourselves? The others are taking a long timeā€¦I hope nothing is wrong,ā€ she added, worry coloring her words and clouding her gaze as she bit her lip, letting her curly brown hair fall forward over one shoulder, a curtain to hide behind, the flimsiest of shields. This situation was not the most ideal, and she did not wish others to see the discomfort on her face as she felt the tense atmosphere, the scientists standing around the edge of the room as though they were some strange animals on display. Many of them did not even bother to hide their curiosity, eyes gazing hungrily at their creations interacting. Ellisia, though normally compliant and sweet, hated to be treated like a thing, like some strange being that belonged completely and utterly to another, though she knew that that was not the case. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to lay some claim to her own body, her mind, even her soul. Trying to interrupt those dark thoughts before they blossomed fully, she looked back at the young man before her, gaze perhaps revealing more of her emotions than she would wish to share.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellisia Julens Character Portrait: Subject -00
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"Hmm, now, you and I know well. THAT'S a lie." Zero's smile deepened at this girl whom evoked utter sincerity and even a hint of certainty -she kept her eyes steady on him and he was impressed. Lisa always looked so nervous when he stared at her directly, it was a pattern he'd noticed quickly upon awakening. The scientists not only communicated through verbal spoken words, but with their eyes as well. He was never intimidated by such a simple act as holding anothers gaze, so why was it that they felt the need to look away after a mere second? Did the eyes hold a truth only revealed by a long look? Maybe so but when he held her gaze he caught the flicker of a shadow in her limpid eyes, though it was only for a moment. Yet, it was enough to convey her doubt.

"You can call me Zero dear, now why the face?" His tone held a lighter, humorous edge to it, he was fully aware of them all staring at him and her. And it didn't even fluster him in the slightest as he reached out a hand to her sweetness, his fingers gently pushed those strands away from her beautiful face, tucking them behind her ear. His lips widened as he leaned in, he stroaked the top of her head as he whispered in her ear, "Let them watch."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellisia Julens Character Portrait: Subject -00 Character Portrait: Eliseo Ormano Character Portrait: Aidan Lowsley
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Eliseo hardly had any time to share a greeting with either of the other two clones when another approached. This clone appeared to be a new fragment, created, like them, solely for this purpose, and had taken the shape of a young man with piercing eyes that made him uncomfortable. He was quite glad that he was not the object of their attention and felt a little nervous for Ellisia, who was. But she handled the strangerā€™s teasing question with the same unflinchingly straightforward manner that marked her character, and when she suggested that everyone introduced themselves, he followed with a short but declarative ā€œElisā€ though judging from the way the clone's eyes were fixed on Ellisia, he doubted the stranger cared.

He continued to observe the cloneā€™s curious behavior, which involved cozying up to Ellisia and... Oh god, is he flirting with her? Eliseo was flooded with the desire to scoot his chair as far away from the spectacle as possible and simultaneously frozen with fascination. Damn man, he thought, control your frickin' libido. He unconsciously leaned his torso away in discomfort and glanced up at Aidan as if to confirm Um, this is kinda awkward, right? ā€¦ Please tell me I'm not alone in this train of thought.

Mere seconds after sending that look it occurred to him that Aidan probably didnā€™t care --- the guy was seemingly impervious to awkwardness, safely shielded by his complete and utter apathy --- but Eliseo was feeling it pretty strong, and Aidan could occasionally be counted on as a bro. He needed it to convey it to someone other than the two mass producing the awkwardness (okay, one, it wasn't really her fault), and the scientists around the room didnā€™t count. He ignored the way they scribbled onto their notepads, recording their every social interaction, and cleared his throat. Loudly. If that didn't work he might have to step up and say something. Poor Ellisia was looking more and more uncomfortable, though whether it was due to Zero's influence or the scientists coldly scrutinizing their actions he couldn't really guess.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellisia Julens Character Portrait: Subject -00 Character Portrait: Eliseo Ormano
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Ellisia blushed, breath catching in her throat, and she could only stare up at him with wide eyes, mind failing to come up with a response. On the sidelines, Dr. Moore started forward, only to be grabbed and held back by another scientist, a woman whoā€™s gaze was fixed on the two of them. He said something to her, quietly, to softly for Ellisia to hear, but stepped back, looking away from them almost ashamedly. Knowing no help was coming, she cast a frantic glance at the others. Steeling herself, she looked at him again and forced herself to take a deep breath. Why was it so much moreā€¦difficult to face him, well, petting her, than it was to deal with injections and countless scans and tests?

ā€œYouā€™re doing that on purpose,ā€ she accused quietly. ā€œTrying toā€¦to fluster me.ā€ Meeting his eyes steadily again, she asked, ā€œWhy?ā€ And why were none of the others saying anything. Elis had introduced himself, certainly, but they were doing nothing other than watching, also, though they had to be aware of her discomfort. She laced her fingers tightly together, clenching hier fists until her knuckles turned white.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellisia Julens Character Portrait: Subject -00 Character Portrait: Eliseo Ormano
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Why did it bug him for her to react so distrusting toward him? Pulling back to gaze at her, he was met with a not so gentle expression on her adorable face. He wanted to change that, "Doing what on purpose?" He asked, squinting as if scrutinizing her, "I'm being friendly, that's all, and if you're flustered then that may be a good thing..." That half smirk graced his features before his eyes broke contact and lowered to her hands and he involuntarily reached for them, his hold on her ever so gentle, as he pulled her hands apart and simply held them. They were very light and small, he could also feel a little rush coursing through his veins by this simple gesture and he wondered if by being flustered she meant this strange sensation he couldn't bat down. All the while she held his gaze and he dared to stare down at her, half wondering what she saw in his eyes.

Aware of the audience watching him and her, Zero imagined being on some kind of stage where they were the stars of the freak show, as if they'd never seen two people interacting. Or was it the fact that they weren't just people, but clones of the same person? They must have been the first of their kind to have acquired such a high level of interest from these scientists. But none of that really mattered to him, all he cared about right now was this girl, with those eyes that never looked away and her reaction to him which he suddenly found himself actually wondering about, why? That was a mystery even to himself.

Lisa was just as curious about her subject and the rest of the clones as all the others around her, but it wasn't a big deal. They were all going to begin talking to one another eventually, it was just so fascinating to her in the sense that they were actually complete, whole, beings successfully functioning on their own and that was which why everyone seemed so excited and enthralled by the clones. It wasn't everyday that a DNA was extracted from one person and their emotions divided into fragments and embodied by each clone. She half expected this to fail on her first try when she was even given the task to complete. However, now as she watched them, she couldn't help but feed off of the intense wonder and amazement that expanded and filled every scientist standing in the room. Imagine if this were to ever reach the ears of the public how much frenzy and trouble that would cause. But of course that wouldn't happen since this procedure so delicately done was only completed for the sole purpose of the state of emergency the entire world was in. The salvation for the world rested in these clones' hands, it was up to them to decide the future of the world and its six billion people that resided in it. Save it, or let it blow up, their choice.