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Tallulah Lum

"Try and be safe playing by the water, okay?"

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a character in “Westcreek”, originally authored by wednesdaysun, as played by RolePlayGateway

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β™š TALLULAH . LUM β•―
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OH, WHAT CAME OF THE THINGS WE ONCE BELIEVED?
OH, ALL LOST TO THE DEPTHS OF A HUNGRY SEA

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xxγ€ŒNAME」
Tallulah Helene Lum

x...γ€ŒALIAS」
Tali, Tal

x..γ€ŒAGE」
27

γ€ŒOCCUPATION」
Lifeguard, swim
instructor


....γ€ŒEYES」
Blue

x..γ€ŒHEIGHT」
5’5”
xxγ€ŒORIGIN」
.......England

x.γ€ŒGENDER」
..........Female

.γ€ŒSEXUALITY」
........Pansexual

β€¦β€¦γ€ŒSPECIES」
..........Undine

x.....γ€ŒHAIR」
………..Golden

x..γ€ŒWEIGHT」
.........130 lbs

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                  ( QUIRKS *! )

                  Picking off pasta noodles one by one to eat when
                  alone β—˜ Trying to see how long she can stay unβ€”
                  derwater without worrying. or .unsettling. others β—˜
                  Surprisingly good at card tricks β—˜ Very fluid. moβ€”
                  tion β—˜ Wears few and old. items. of . clothing. and
                  shoes until they give up on her β—˜ Makes. her. own
                  clothing.. β—˜. Collects.. mementos. from. places. of
                  significance. to. her. and. on. specific. occasions
                  __( LIKES *! )

                  Large bodies of water β—˜ Tea β—˜ Self-study β—˜. Shells
                  Knitting. β—˜ Collecting. β—˜.Β Quiet. company. (if. .they
                  don't find her. unbearable). β—˜. No-fuss. dinners. β—˜
                  Bubble spells (that help her save. lives). β—˜. Otters
                  Almond blossoms β—˜Β Pie fresh out. of. the. oven. β—˜
                  Gardening β—˜ Fiddling tunes β—˜ Swimming
                  The Nightingale β—˜Β Mulled wine β—˜ Singing. (mostly
                  to herself) β—˜ Morning dewdrops. β—˜. Sorbet. β—˜. The
                  occasional horror. flick. when. she. wants a. little
                  more excitement out of life
                  ( DISLIKES *! )

                  Reality TV β—˜ Being forced to go out for. a. night. on
                  the town β—˜ Watermelons β—˜ Dry heat β—˜.Β Summers β—˜
                  Cloyingly sweet perfume β—˜ Being. too. emotional β—˜
                  Not being able to moisturise β—˜Β Raisins in biscuits β—˜
                  Needless plastic usage β—˜Β Pop music β—˜Β Food waste
                  Gingery tastes β—˜Β Crassness β—˜Β Overly synthetic-ta-
                  sting food β—˜Β Clothing that doesn't allow. for. much
                  freedom of movement β—˜Β Cheaters β—˜Β Hurting. any-
                  one

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β—’PERSONALITY Β°


β—’ There’s a sort of calm assurance that constantly surrounds Tallulah. After and despite all that she’s gone through, she tries to find an anchor in herself. She’s the type to pace herself, to keep things steady, and to try and serve as an anchor to anyone else who needs it, provided she’s in the right state to do so. (Even supernaturals have bad days.) However, that doesn’t mean she’s one to dawdle around. She always enjoys having something to do and, when she’s not too busy with her own errands for the day, will gladly offer to help her neighbours if they allow her. She also enjoys being rather self-sufficient, favouring farmer’s markets over supermarkets and making her own sturdier clothes over buying from a garish apparel shop (unless there’s a particular design she’d like to copy or unless she’s giving it as a last-minute gift).

( β™š )
β—’ A lover of peace and order, she structures her interactions with others around trying to foster a sense of harmony and encouraging at least some conversation among species. Though Westcreek is, under the surface, far from the idea of a picturesque town, Tallulah wants and tries to make it so that at least the experience of living there is pleasant for some of the population. Whether or not she’s acting this way because she’s being observed is not clear.

( β™š )
β—’ However kind she may appear, take care not to take what she says too personally. Though still capable of feeling, to a limited extent (liken it to eating a blander version of one’s favourite food), her soullessness (and all subsequent bluntness and/or tactlessness that may ensue) may rub some the wrong way. A simple nudge or reminder should set her straight.


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                    ( STRENGTHS *! )

                    Strong swimmer Able to swim whole seas (or, at least, swim laps upon
                    laps at the local pool) β€’Β Can breathe underwater With the use of gills that
                    appear on the sides of her neck and part of her nape β€’Β Seamstress A ho-
                    bby-turned-skill borne out of necessity β€’ Aquakinesis Also applies to wa-
                    ter-based compounds, although they are less easy to control than one with
                    a larger quantity of water β€’ Singing As is common to water folk, al-
                    though she chooses not to do so in front of most others β€’Β Violin An in-
                    strument her father taught her, compounding the effects of the lure of her
                    voice β€’ Ice manipulation In the
                    winter months
                    ( FLAWS *! )

                    Breath stealer Although this takes much greater effect with human men,
                    she is able to steal some of the breath away from others (consciously, and
                    unconsciously, if she is distressed enough about the person in question β€’
                    Can be emotionally detached In some cases calling for sympathy, she
                    may not be liable to give it so easily β€’ Jealous Although she is sure that
                    the feeling should be stronger if she were to take on a human lover, she finds
                    jealousy nagging at her even with fellow supernatural lovers β€’Β Spaces out
                    An instinctive longing for the sea or other large bodies of water will do that to
                    her, especially when put under stress β€’Β Extreme heat Will deprive her of
                    sources of moisture, which can dry her out

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β—’BIOGRAPHY Β°


β—’ Though very much a child of the water, Tali isn’t a full-blooded undine. Her mother Marina, an undine herself, had a companionable relationship with a nΓ€ck named Niklas after she wandered into the North Sea on a swim. Both had made an identity for themselves as students, forging papers to keep them in (frankly, very amusing) human society. When the threat of β€˜deportation’ seemed imminent, the both of them laid low and established a simple, comfortable life for themselves in the beaches and cliffs of Devon, where Tallulah was later born. There, she learned to swim, play with the dolphins, seals and porpoises, and bend water to her will. Occasionally, they would travel and attempt to mainstream with humans, though each time they were careful not to draw any attention to themselves.
( β™š )
β—’ That was before a small group of children broke their peace. Having caught a glimpse of their true form on a swim one dusk, they fled to tell their parents about the strange-skinned, gilled creatures resting by the rocks. Once half the village was abuzz with the rumour, the government caught wind of it, and they ran. Niklas was caught in Scotland, prompting them to swim across the Atlantic and settle in Rhode Island. They were eventually caught two years into their settling. She was taken to Westcreek; her mother, elsewhere. (From the whispers, she had heard she was taken to a settlement in Asia.)
( β™š )
β—’ Alone at seventeen in a place she had heard her parents discuss terrifiedly as one of the β€˜prisons’ they put their kind in, she withdrew into herself as she attempted to adjust and recover from the shock. It was only when she entered the university that she had found a semblance of home in the community of supernaturals. There was no denying she wanted to see her family again, but with that possibility remote as the distance all of them were scattered across the globe, she would have to make do with the life she had been thrust into. Quietly and cautiously, she adjusted to Westcreek, finishing school, getting odd jobs to save up until she found an opening at the local pool and took it.

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                  ( OOC *! )

                  FACE CLAIM: LΓ©a Seydoux
                  HEX CODE: #0077d2
                  PORTRAYED BY: wednesdaysun
                  CS CREATED BY: Epimetheus
                  TIME ZONE: GMT+8
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                  Secretly trying to write a book about her experiences
                  as a supernatural in the hopes that when the truth
                  about them comes out, she may be free to voice
                  the injustices she and her friends suffered β€’ A few
                  brownies live in her house β€’ Prefers dressing in
                  classic styles β€’Β Has beaten the troll at the Valhalla
                  at darts β€’Β Favourite part of her house
                  [more later]
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So begins...

Tallulah Lum's Story

Setting

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ACT ONE : PART ONE : INTRODUCTION
LOCATION: MAINSTREET
TIME: 6:30PM


Summers in Westcreek were nothing short of exceptional. In general, the city's climate was all around lovely, cool winters and warm summers, a generally moderate climate. But it was the summers, really, that were something else. And it was because of evenings.

When the sun began to dip beneath the horizon, it transformed the sky into a canvas, bold streaks of color staining it, creating a view that could only be called art. It was generally acknowledged that this was the best time of day to be out and about, the best of hours to be caught walking the city streets.Today was something of a unique occasion, though, and on this particular evening, you'd be hard pressed to find a citizen of Westcreek not out in the streets. There was a reason for this, and it was called the Festival of Life, an annual occurrence that called for the celebration of the original founding of the city of Westcreek. And the event was something to behold. It had all the ambiance and staples of any small town suburban fairs-- portable rides that no one felt quite safe riding but always did anyway, game stalls everyone knew was rigged but still coughed up money to play, stands for local shop owners to try and sell some wares, even the exact sort of festival food that inevitably led to an upset stomach the next day but was still widely eaten-- but was somehow grander. Almost larger than life. By all accounts, it should have been a spectacularly fun event. However, there was always, unfailingly, a vague sense of discomfort and tension hanging heavy in the air the night of.

The event wasn't mandatory, for heaven's sake, no the mayor would never want to force anybody to do anything they didn't want to do. But everyone knew it might as well have been. They'd all heard stories of the people who decided to chance it, who decided to spit on the foundation of the institution, and the stories never ended well. It was almost insulting, in a sense. Forced to celebrate what began their imprisonment? Sat down and force fed pleasantries and lies, a false history shoved down their throats that they'd have to regurgitate later on? And yet, they all attended. And it was fun. It was hard to take that away from it. The city council never went anything but all out on the annual affair. Children shrieked as they ran through the fairgrounds, holding their cotton candies high and begging their parents for another go on the vomit inducing spinning machine. The neon glow of the rides and games lent a cool and breathable atmosphere to the place Westcreek only saw a few times a year. It was fun. That's exactly what people would respond with the next day when they were asked about how their night went. With a heavy heart, a tense smile, "It was fun."