Character name: Mycrella Flowers [not real name!] Age: 24 Profession: failboat Ad Finitum Agent
Power, if applicable: Shadow Bending [shadowcus bendicus?! idk a scientific term]. The ability to manipulate shadows. She can hide in them (tho she shows up on heatmaps), make the best fucking shadow puppet animals you've ever seen, or even make your shadow disappear.
Where do they live?: Victory
Personality: Mycrella is a little.. well.. unbalanced. Her life has changed courses so many times in the past five years, she feels like she's never had a chance to breathe. Her usual mode is to internalise everything she feels, only to have it come exploding out at the least opportune time. A sly, unrelated crack about her nails might make her explode or burst into tears. Since much of her daily conversation with herself is in her head, she's prone to laughing or cursing when no one else is speaking, and then making up some lame excuse when people look at her funny.
Up front, she tries very hard to be on the level. Sweet conversation and ingratiating tones are what she's all about. As much as she'd like friends, however, events in life have made her very untrusting. She'll look for the worst in people and almost always find it, even if it's only imagined. Very easily hurt. She'll spent hours rehashing conversations or actions and wondering where she could have done better.
She can act, as well enough as AF needs her to, but there's a hard limit. Mycrella would never be able to go deep undercover, as her hands start to shake and she starts stumbling over her words within an hour.
PB: Megan Fox... this is Max struggling with an excuse to explain the chola brows and cheek splints.
Appearance: She was a model! She might could still be one, were she not nuttier than a bag of Planter's and didn't have an altered face.
Standing at 5'6'', Mycrella has retained much of her former shape from the neck down. Her former rail thin figure has filled in, though it is rare to be seen. She is usually found in jeans and sneakers and graphic tees, nothing too form fitting. Even in the steaming heat of summer she'll almost always be seen wearing a hoodie, or something loose enough to be stripped off to cast a shadow in a pinch.
From the neck up, she's gone through some changes. Some people might still consider her beautiful, and she likes to hear that.. but she mostly considers her face odd and distorted from what it used to be. She tries to hide what she sees as flaws with heavy makeup.
Her natural brow has shifted after the accident, and try as she might, she's never really been able to shape her eyebrows to look completely normal afterwards. They often make her look bitchy surprised, or a mixture of the two. Embarassed, any hoodie she wears is big enough to cover or cast a shadow over them.
Her cheekbones are not her own, and can make her face look awkward or gaunt no matter how chubby her face gets. Her teeth have all been replaced by caps, and the front two are slightly too large. Self conscious, she often talks with a hand in front of her mouth. There are staples behind her ears and miscellaneous small scars on her limbs and torso.