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So, I have this character, and I have no idea what to do with her. BE isn't accepting applications for OC's right now (and I just dropped MA, so I can't app another char for five weeks). The muse is driving me crazy, she'll probably end up in some form in the NaNo story. Until then, she's just kind of in my head.
Name: Caitlin Pendergrass
Alias: “That creepy bird girl”
Field Name: Morrigan, after the Celtic war goddess known to disguise herself as a crow or raven.
Age: nearing 17
Birthdate: October 27, 1988
Nationality: American
Physical Information.
Eye color: Black, all black. And beady.
Hair color: Iridescent black, like an oil slick or a raven's feathers. More of a feather like texture than human hair.
Height: 5’6, stoops to about 5’4
Weight: Due to hollow bone structure, weighs about 90 pounds or less.
Build: Average to below-average weight.
Personal Information.
Personality: For lack of a better word? Flighty. She’s a very eccentric girl, and quite frankly comes off a little crazy. Her twitchy movements and random subject changes in conversations don’t help.
Also quite the trickster- she takes extreme pleasure in manipulating and ticking people into things. She isn’t sadistic, per say, but she seems to run on a different moral code than most people.
Her way of speaking and body language are extremely bird like, constantly tilting her head from side to side (often at angles a human body really shouldn’t be able to). She talks very fast, taking abrupt stops in the middle of sentences.
She’s usually very fidgety, having trouble sitting still for long. Her appendages (including her wings) will twitch randomly if she has to be in one spot for too long.
Skills: The birds of the Corvid genus are probably the most intelligent of birds, topping the avian IQ scale. Caitlin may not seem to be very bright, but she has a head for numbers and facts that’s on the higher end of the charts. She also has a keen eye for detail, and a near-photographic memory.
Limitations: Despite her intelligence, she can seem rather, pardon the pun, bird-brained. Most of the time, she has a very, very short attention span, but she’s also prone to bouts of intense concentration- or at least that’s what she calls it. She’s been known to spend a good twenty minutes staring off into space, or at a spot on the wall, then instantly snapping out of it and beginning a conversation (or, at times, trying to continue one, even if the person she was talking to has left). Has a touch of kleptomania, she doesn’t seem to grasp the idea of things not belonging to her- if something catches her eye (anything from a piece of tin foil to a piece of jewelery), she takes it.
It’s also worth noting that no one ever enjoys eating with her- even if it’s a prepared meal, she tears it apart with her talons and teeth, making an utter mess of things. She likes forks just fine (they’re shiny!), she just sees no reason to use them when eating.
Interests: Caitlin is a scavenger to the core, and enjoys collecting things. There’s no theme to her collection, anything that’s caught her eye (trash or treasure) is displayed with equal affection. While shiny objects are a favourite, she’ll take just about anything that isn’t edible into her cache.
She’s also very fond of spending time with her avian kin, and can spend hours (sometimes even days) soaring the skies with her familiar murder of crows. She insists she understands them better than she does humans- judging by her social skills, this is quite likely.
Dislikes: Cats, raptors, any other sorts of predators, pigeons (they strut around like they own the place!), most humans
History: Caitlin grew up in the foster care system in New York State after her mentally ill mother was judged an unfit parent when she was three years old. It seemed certain traits passed on from mother to daughter, as the little girl never quite fit in at school or in any of the homes she lived in. She never really bonded with any of her foster families, no matter how much her caretakers reached out to her.
As she grew older, she seemed to grow more and more odd, shunning her peers to play with rocks and twigs and other found treasures. She was happy on her own for the most part- she didn’t understand the other kids all that well. She spent many hours explaining this to counselors, therapists and psychologists. She was eventually diagnosed as a high-functioning autistic, though no one can say for sure if the diagnosis was an accurate one, or if these “quirks” were merely early manifestations of her animalistic mutation.
When her foster family moved to a house in the country, she finally made some friends- lots of them. Much to her foster family’s dismay, these friends were the murder of about fifteen crows that had taken up residence on their roof. She explained to her foster parents that she could understand and converse with the animals. This was brushed off as an overactive imagination. Though it did seem a bit odd that no matter what they did, they never could get rid of those crows.
Around the age of sixteen, she began the slow and painful process of manifesting her physical mutations. Her hands and feet reshaped themselves into talons, and chronic upper back pain was soon discovered to be caused by the growth of wings. She spent two months in a hospital on heavy painkillers as her body rearranged itself into the avian-human hybrid that she is now.
Through this entire process, her corvid friends sat perched outside her hospital room window, occasionally pecking on the glass and startling the nurses.
When her body finished it’s shifting process and she was discharged from the hospital, she quite literally flew the coop. Feeling no need to stay with the family she’d lived with for so many years, she used her newly-grown wings to take to the sky. This may not have been the best of plans, but instinct had taken over at that point. She’s been living “wild” with her murder ever since, keeping a “nest” or two in a secluded area outside Salem Center.
Personal Views: Humans are weird, and they don’t understand her. Birds are her friends, and make a whole lot more sense. She hasn’t met any other mutants, but she would certainly feel more kinship with a mutant than human.
Mutation: Like Warren Worthington, Caitlin has an avian mutation, though hers is a touch more extreme- on top of the hollow bone structure, and feathered wings (the span of which is about fourteen feet when spread), and enhanced eyesight, she also has two pairs of very sharp talons in place of hands and feet. Like other animalistic mutants, she has a very honed set of instincts.
Her most notable power (aside from her physical mutations), however, is a telepathic connection with and ability to communicate with any and all birds- though she seems most connected to those of the corvid family (crows, ravens, magpies, jays). In fact, she has a familiar murder of about ten to fifteen crows that are almost always with her or nearby.
Anyone got any suggestions as to what to do with her?
Edited to add a photomanip.
Name: Caitlin Pendergrass
Alias: “That creepy bird girl”
Field Name: Morrigan, after the Celtic war goddess known to disguise herself as a crow or raven.
Age: nearing 17
Birthdate: October 27, 1988
Nationality: American
Physical Information.
Eye color: Black, all black. And beady.
Hair color: Iridescent black, like an oil slick or a raven's feathers. More of a feather like texture than human hair.
Height: 5’6, stoops to about 5’4
Weight: Due to hollow bone structure, weighs about 90 pounds or less.
Build: Average to below-average weight.
Personal Information.
Personality: For lack of a better word? Flighty. She’s a very eccentric girl, and quite frankly comes off a little crazy. Her twitchy movements and random subject changes in conversations don’t help.
Also quite the trickster- she takes extreme pleasure in manipulating and ticking people into things. She isn’t sadistic, per say, but she seems to run on a different moral code than most people.
Her way of speaking and body language are extremely bird like, constantly tilting her head from side to side (often at angles a human body really shouldn’t be able to). She talks very fast, taking abrupt stops in the middle of sentences.
She’s usually very fidgety, having trouble sitting still for long. Her appendages (including her wings) will twitch randomly if she has to be in one spot for too long.
Skills: The birds of the Corvid genus are probably the most intelligent of birds, topping the avian IQ scale. Caitlin may not seem to be very bright, but she has a head for numbers and facts that’s on the higher end of the charts. She also has a keen eye for detail, and a near-photographic memory.
Limitations: Despite her intelligence, she can seem rather, pardon the pun, bird-brained. Most of the time, she has a very, very short attention span, but she’s also prone to bouts of intense concentration- or at least that’s what she calls it. She’s been known to spend a good twenty minutes staring off into space, or at a spot on the wall, then instantly snapping out of it and beginning a conversation (or, at times, trying to continue one, even if the person she was talking to has left). Has a touch of kleptomania, she doesn’t seem to grasp the idea of things not belonging to her- if something catches her eye (anything from a piece of tin foil to a piece of jewelery), she takes it.
It’s also worth noting that no one ever enjoys eating with her- even if it’s a prepared meal, she tears it apart with her talons and teeth, making an utter mess of things. She likes forks just fine (they’re shiny!), she just sees no reason to use them when eating.
Interests: Caitlin is a scavenger to the core, and enjoys collecting things. There’s no theme to her collection, anything that’s caught her eye (trash or treasure) is displayed with equal affection. While shiny objects are a favourite, she’ll take just about anything that isn’t edible into her cache.
She’s also very fond of spending time with her avian kin, and can spend hours (sometimes even days) soaring the skies with her familiar murder of crows. She insists she understands them better than she does humans- judging by her social skills, this is quite likely.
Dislikes: Cats, raptors, any other sorts of predators, pigeons (they strut around like they own the place!), most humans
History: Caitlin grew up in the foster care system in New York State after her mentally ill mother was judged an unfit parent when she was three years old. It seemed certain traits passed on from mother to daughter, as the little girl never quite fit in at school or in any of the homes she lived in. She never really bonded with any of her foster families, no matter how much her caretakers reached out to her.
As she grew older, she seemed to grow more and more odd, shunning her peers to play with rocks and twigs and other found treasures. She was happy on her own for the most part- she didn’t understand the other kids all that well. She spent many hours explaining this to counselors, therapists and psychologists. She was eventually diagnosed as a high-functioning autistic, though no one can say for sure if the diagnosis was an accurate one, or if these “quirks” were merely early manifestations of her animalistic mutation.
When her foster family moved to a house in the country, she finally made some friends- lots of them. Much to her foster family’s dismay, these friends were the murder of about fifteen crows that had taken up residence on their roof. She explained to her foster parents that she could understand and converse with the animals. This was brushed off as an overactive imagination. Though it did seem a bit odd that no matter what they did, they never could get rid of those crows.
Around the age of sixteen, she began the slow and painful process of manifesting her physical mutations. Her hands and feet reshaped themselves into talons, and chronic upper back pain was soon discovered to be caused by the growth of wings. She spent two months in a hospital on heavy painkillers as her body rearranged itself into the avian-human hybrid that she is now.
Through this entire process, her corvid friends sat perched outside her hospital room window, occasionally pecking on the glass and startling the nurses.
When her body finished it’s shifting process and she was discharged from the hospital, she quite literally flew the coop. Feeling no need to stay with the family she’d lived with for so many years, she used her newly-grown wings to take to the sky. This may not have been the best of plans, but instinct had taken over at that point. She’s been living “wild” with her murder ever since, keeping a “nest” or two in a secluded area outside Salem Center.
Personal Views: Humans are weird, and they don’t understand her. Birds are her friends, and make a whole lot more sense. She hasn’t met any other mutants, but she would certainly feel more kinship with a mutant than human.
Mutation: Like Warren Worthington, Caitlin has an avian mutation, though hers is a touch more extreme- on top of the hollow bone structure, and feathered wings (the span of which is about fourteen feet when spread), and enhanced eyesight, she also has two pairs of very sharp talons in place of hands and feet. Like other animalistic mutants, she has a very honed set of instincts.
Her most notable power (aside from her physical mutations), however, is a telepathic connection with and ability to communicate with any and all birds- though she seems most connected to those of the corvid family (crows, ravens, magpies, jays). In fact, she has a familiar murder of about ten to fifteen crows that are almost always with her or nearby.
Anyone got any suggestions as to what to do with her?
Edited to add a photomanip.