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   Basic Information
Name: Talia Flourish
Age: 19
Height: 5' 3'
Species: Chréatúir Gléasra _{(Literally translates into Plant Creature in Irish) Her
kind is born from the Earth like the budding of a rose. Her body is composed of both plant and human
features. She bleeds red and breathes oxygen, but her body is made up of different plants and she
instinctively uses photosynthesis}

Abilities:
    ♥ Chlorokinesis- Control over plants
    ♥ Plant Generation- Ability to grow plants at will

    Academic Information
Level: Beginner
Courses:
    ♥ BST 101
    ♥ BST 102
    ♥ BST 103
Passed Courses: N/A
Experience: 0

    Personal Information
Likes:
    ♥ Talia loves nature for obvious reasons
    ♥ She understands and likes to tend to the needs of various animals
    ♥ More often than not, she loves to lay out in the grass on warm, sunny days
    ♥ She adores talking to all kinds of people and making friends
    ♥ Her favorite flower is a rose and she regularly uses them as accents in her hair
    ♥ She loves every color of the rainbow, none more so than the color red
    ♥ Talia likes to be woken up in the mornings by the sweet chirp of a red robin
    ♥ When the weather gets too hot, Talia enjoys to go swimming in lakes and rivers
    ♥ She enjoys heights, because she can look out over the beauty of the earth.
    ♥ Talia has also grown very fond of chocolate

Dislikes:
    ♥ Though she will try to put up a tough act, if fire or any hot object comes too close, she will
spaz out
    ♥ Talia hates everything about guns, regardless of it's real or just a toy
    ♥ She thinks music and cell phone ring tones are annoying
    ♥ Animal and plant cruelty fires her up
    ♥ She's not a fan of excessive cold whether, because it causes the flowers on her body to wilt
    ♥ Dark areas where light can't shine through, causes her to feel weak and frustrated
    ♥ She does not like sarcastic people, because she hasn't yet caught on to 'sarcasm'
and she starts to feel dumb
    ♥ She's easily frustrated with modern technology, even with the simplest things like push/pull
doors

Strengths:
    ♥ Talia has the ability to grow and control various types of plants
    ♥ She has the capability to use plants for clothing
    ♥ She can make shields and shelter out vines that she has grown
    ♥ Her flesh wounds heal quickly and her skin doesn't show signs of scarring
    ♥ She has the advantage of using her plants in many creative way, such as: bedding, back
packs, pockets, etc
    ♥ Talia is a wonderful conversationalist, because she always has something to say (whether it
be on topic or not)
    ♥ Talia can adapt quickly to various surroundings
    ♥ She has a strong bond with all living creatures from plants to animals alike

Weaknesses:
    ♥ Talia is no use in excessively dark places. It's nothing for her to faint on moonless nights
    ♥ She is very fragile which makes her vulnerable to injuries and illness
    ♥ Naturally, fire means bad news for her in all aspects
    ♥ Talia has the tendency to talk to much and you may frequently have to inform her that it is
time to be quiet
    ♥ Talia knows close to nothing about human technology. Forest dwellers have no use for such
things
    ♥ Talia does not know a lot about human customs like proper attire, appropriate speech,
common courtesy, etc
    ♥ She only possess mild common sense. She never been in common situations to have
developed common sense

Goals:
    Talia wants to form a better connection with animals so she can tend to them and their needs
in a more effective way. If it is possible for her kind to speak with animals, she would love that too. Talia also
wants to learn more about the people at this school and learn all about the history behind them, what they
are, how they exist, and she can be friends with them.

Fears:
    Talia has three major fears, one being fire. Since she is 50% plant, fire causes obvious  
complications. She puts up a tough, nonchalant act, but as soon as she can feel the heat radiate, she runs
in the opposite direction. Talia desperately wants to try roasted marshmallows and smores, but she can't
sum up the courage to be near a camp fire. Her second fear is light deprivation. All of her energy stems
from the light she can absorb. Dark areas where no light can be found causes her to feel weak and her
petals to wilt, until she faints. Talia is scared of Rosaline passing before she can come home and share the
stories of her travels with her.

Personality:
    ♥ A bit ditsy
    ♥ Extremely friendly
    ♥ Overly hyper
    ♥ Almost always happy

Talia is a happy-go-lucky, free spirited kind of girl. She sees the bright side of everything and is always
more than happy to spread her positive energy around to everyone. As a genetic rule, she is incredibly
gentle and graceful, almost like how the wind moves quickly and lightly brushes against your face. She
talks a lot, though she doesn't always know what she's talking about. Easily distracted, Talia finds herself
wandering far away from what she is supposed to be doing from time to time and has to be put back on
track more often than not. She is also rather ditsy at times, without meaning to be. Incredibly friendly and
sociable, she is easily excited when surrounded by a lot of people. It's not strange for her to start a
conversation with a complete stranger. Talia believes strongly in building healthy relationships. She's a very
reliable and loyal friend. Once she accepts you as a trustworthy person and friend, she will go to the ends
of the earth to make you smile and protect you. Talia is also very sensitive, meaning her feelings are easily
hurt if you say the wrong things. Though, it may be hard to make her mad, when you do she is very good
at holding a grudge, though most of the time she is a fairly happy and excitable person. She has a natural
glow to her when she is extremely happy and a sort of dim or dull appearance when she is depressed.

History:

    Long ago, a man named Sylas, with the gift to control the earth, moved to a small town in
the mountains. There he tried to benefit the townsfolk. Growing herbs that could be used as medicine,
creating fields of beautiful flowers, and raising trees to provide shade for the children as they play. Instead
of being appreciative, though, the residents became scared of the man. They feared that he may turn on
them one day and try to kill them with his unnatural powers.

    In the middle of the night, some of the town’s people gathered outside of his house and set the
building a blaze. Sylas fortunately made it out of the burning mass before he could be burnt, crushed, or
suffocated. He tried to run, but was cornered in his back yard. Sylas begged for his life, asked what it was
that he done wrong. The villagers called him a witch, a demon, a curse. He managed to escape into the
forest, but the town’s people weren't far behind. They shot arrows and guns at the poor man, swearing
out loud that they would find and kill him.

    Weakened from blood loss, Sylas collapsed to the ground in front of an oak tree. Resting his
weary head against the bark, he used the last of his strength to create an environment that the townsfolk
could not enter. Large, thick vines with poison tipped thorns, kept the villagers from reaching their creator.
When they finally gave up pursuing him, Sylas took a look around at the mystical plane he had created.
Luminous plants lit up the otherwise dark surroundings and a few fireflies flickered around his head. Sylas
wished, out loud, that he could explore this new environment. With a final breath, he closed his eyes from
the beauty and passed with a smile on his face.

    The ground beneath his now lifeless corpse, absorbed the blood that fled from his body. The
vessel that Sylas left behind slowly began to dissolve into the oak tree his head still rest against. Sylas
became part of the forest he had created.

    Once every two years, on the same day, at the same time, a Chréatúir Gléasra is born in a
different area of the vast forest. They unknowingly live with a piece of their creator inside of them. Sylas’
spirit guides them throughout their childhood, he protects them, until they make the decision to leave the
mystical forest on their own.

    Talia was born 19 years ago in a meadow full of brightly colored, exotic flowers. At an early
age, she found that she could grow these same plants and quickly adopted them as hair and clothing
accessories. It didn't take long for the young girl's curiosity to kick in and she decided to explore
everything that this mystical forest had to offer. She came across many peculiar flowers, trees, fruits, and
other greenery. She discovered beautiful water falls and springs, fields of flowers that sang when the
wind blew through them, and swampy areas that were lit only with flowers that glew in the dark.

    As she wandered the magical plains around her, she also discovered more intriguing things
about herself as well. She learned to grow the flowers that glew in the dark so she would have a light
source at night, she made shelters for herself out of leaves that she had grown to gigantic sizes, she grew
her own fruit to eat from the palm of her own hand, vines wrapped around her when she felt lonely or
scared. These abilities came naturally to her, though she never knew why.

    The one thing that was always on her mind was: Why haven't I met anyone yet?" It
was true that the forest she lived in was vast and she had explored a great deal of it, but could it really be
so big that, even if there were others out there like her, would she never be able to meet them?
Furthermore, what was she and why did she exist? Was it natural for her to be able to grow plants? Was
green a common skin color? And if she really was part vegetation, why could she walk and see and breath
when all of the other flowers could not? Talia had so many questions, but no body to answer them.

    The world can be a lonely place when you have nobody else around and Talia was starting to
feel the full effect of it. The flowers and trees that once kept her so much company, no longer had the
same effect on her. It longer felt like enough to keep her happy. The sad little plant girl trudged on, though.
Then one day, she finally found the forests edge. A wall of dark green vines that stretched higher than she
could see, was all that kept anything from getting into her little world. A smile stretched across her light
green lips as she placed a hand on the vines. She was hesitant and nervous to move them aside, but she
couldn't wait to see what was on the other side.

    The vines slowly separated from one another to form a gap just wide enough for the little girl
to move through. What Talia saw on the other side blew her away. Fuzzy creatures that walked on four
legs stopped and starred at the green girl. Trickling creeks of clear water could be heard in the distance
and orange leaves fell from the trees on the other side, which was something that didn't happen at her
home. Mostly Talia was taken back by the little creatures that she saw. They stood approximately waist
high and were a light brown color. Their white tails and big ears twitched and the looked over the young
girl. Talia stood perfectly still, she was both amazed and frightened at the same time. She had no idea what
to make of them and yet, she wanted nothing more than to touch them.

    Finally, the brown creature look a step closer to Talia. Then another and another, until it was
standing right in front of her. Talia knelled down slowly to look into it's deep brown eyes. It's ear twitched
once more and Talia smiled softly at it as if to say "don't be scared." The plant girl held her hand
out and let a small home fruit grew in her palm. The creature sniffed it for a moment, but then happily ate it
from her hand. Talia gently patted it's head, her hands shaking furiously. She had never been so scared and
excited and simply full of such adrenaline in her life. She wondered briefly if she was dreaming it all.

    Then she, and the creature, heard a cracking sound. She knew the sound well, it was that of a
tree branch snapping in half. She had apologized many times at home to trees for breaking their branches.
The fuzzy creature ran in the opposite direction, but Talia stood firm, paralyzed with fear of the unknown.
She watched in the direction of the sound, only to be greeted with something of pale complexion, loose
skin, and adorn in a light pink material that Talia was not familiar with.

    "Do you know what that was?" it asked softly. Upon closer inspection, Talia noticed that it
kind of looked a bit like her. It had fingers, eyes, hair, and a mouth that was grinning from ear to ear. Talia
said nothing response to the things question. "Do you understand what I'm saying?" it asked a again. This
time it's head titled to the side and its face showed...worry. "If you do, please nod." it explained as it
moved it's head up and down in example. Talia nodded her head slowly to show that she could
understand her. "Oh, good!" It sighed in relief, "Sometimes, you come out of there not even understanding
English." Talia's eyes grew wide in shock. This thing knew what she was, where she came from,
and had seen more of her. What was this creature?

    "Do you know how to speak?" It asked another question, "If not, could you shake your
head?" Talia contemplated for a moment. Speak? Is that was thing is doing to communicate? Am I even
able to do that? Slowly, Talia shook her head. She had never tried to speak before, she wasn't
even sure that she could. The flowers at home couldn't talk. Neither could the trees or fruits. Nothing
could speak, so why would she be able to?

    "Would you like to come to my home? I can answer all of your questions there." It spoke
again. This thing was very calm with Talia. It didn't make any loud noises or sudden movements and it
didn't demand anything of her, it simply requested. As nervous and wary as Talia was to trust this thing,
she nodded her head. "Good. Follow me please. My home isn't far from here." It turned it's back to Talia
and started to walk away. Talia followed behind the creature.

    Talia found herself at a shelter made of wood, with little yellow and purple flowers growing all
around it. Some plants where even put in a hard casing and hung up from the roof. It occurred to Talia at
that moment, that maybe this thing wasn't so bad after all, it obviously enjoyed the company of many
different plants as well. The creature walked inside the house and waited for Talia to follow. It then pulled
over a mid-sized structure made of tiny logs and told the plant girl to sit.

    "Let me begin by telling you my name dear. I am Rosaline. You can call me Rose, though." It
said as it placed a a liquid holder in front of her. "I am a female human. There are thousands of humans,
people, in the world. You find too many venturing out this far, though." Rosaline began to explain. Talia
examined the liquid in front of her. It was a brownish-red color that she had never seen before. "It's tea,
dear. I promise it won't hurt you." Rosaline smiled as she took a sip from her container. Talia picked up
the hard, cold, material and sniffed it. It smelled decent enough, so she took a drink and to her surprise it
was delicious.

    "I'm sure you have a million question about who and what you are." Rosaline began, "Would
you like to hear your story?" Talia stared up at the woman and nodded curiously. Talia listened intently to
Rosaline as she told the story of Sylas and hoe he possessed great powers beyond mortal  understanding.
She teared up, when Rosaline got to the part of Sylas passing away and giving life to the forest and to
Talia. Some many questions had been answered all in that one short story.

    "My ancestor was one of Sylas' few friends and when he passed she was devastated. She
promised to always look after and protect his forest from the villagers. Then she saw one of your kind
walk out from behind those vines and she brought it upon herself to look after them. This has been passed
down from generation to generation. Now, I want to help you." Rosaline explained with a gentle grin as
she moved her hand a little closer to Talia. Talia was mildly confused about all of this. If she was Sylas'
friend, why would she let him be destroyed and why would they care so much as to try and help her
people?

    "Would you like to learn to speak?" the woman asked graciously. Talia's eyes widened. This
lady had taught many others like herself to speak and understand her words. Perhaps she could do the
same for her. Talia nodded excitedly and Rosaline smiled and began her lessons. It took some time before
Talia was clearly talking and pronouncing words correctly (or at least enough to understand her). She
learned many things in her time spent with Rosaline, such as the furry creatures that walk on four legs and
make odd sounds are called animals, and the animal she meet when she arrived in this world was called a
deer. She also learned that the shelter was called a cabin or a house, in most cases, and the casing the
flowers were in are called pots. The mid-sized wooden structure was a chair or a seat and the container of
tea was called a cup.

    It wasn't hard for Talia to understand that there was a lot about this world that she did not fully
understand. Every single day held new experiences for her to discover. She grew to trust and consider
Rosaline as a part of her family, whom she learned the word and meaning from. Rosaline also gave her the
name Talia Flourish, which the plant girl was more than happy to receive. She felt as though she had an
identity that came along with the name.

    Talia spent many years with Rosaline, learning everything that the old woman had to teach. In
this time, Tailia also had the chance to meet Rosaline's grand daughter, Esmay. Esmay had bright blue eyes
and long blonde hair and was Talia's best friend. The two girls would spend most of their time together
walking around the woods, playing in the creek, feeding the animals, and making flower crowns for each
others hair. Talia picked up most of her more modern customs from Esmay. The young human girl taught
Talia basic school subjects, introduced her to music and technology, and showed her fun accessories that
human teenagers where interested in. Of course, Talia didn't enjoy or understand most of what the humans
were into, but she still loved spending time with Esmay.

    Many years passed and it was finally time for Talia to move on from her home once again and
discover a world, a life, for herself. With a tearful goodbye to the only family that she knew, she began her
journey onward. Talia was never as alone as she thought she would be. She had discovered that she really
loved animals in the time that she spent living with Rosaline. She loved to play with them, nurture them,
and pet them. Animals didn't see Talia as a threat since she herself was literally a part of nature. In the eyes
of most animals she nothing more than a walking garden that offers them love, comfort and food.

    Through the rest of her travels, animals became her prime company, which Talia didn't mind at
all. She wanted to be as close to nature as possible and communicate as best she could with wild animals.
In trying to do so, she followed a deer deep into the woods and found herself at the opening of a large
dark building. Which she soon found out was called OtherWorld, a school for dark arts. Talia had heard
all about school from Esmay, but she had never heard it referred to as dark arts. She saw many
different creatures and people walking into and out of the building and that made Talia's mind spin. She
knew that many creatures lived on this earth but she never seen or heard of people with wings, people
who glew, people who could disappear into the shadows. What was this place? Who were these people?
Talia just had to find out.

Misc. Information:
    ♥ Talia didn't know what a name even was until she met Rosaline
    ♥ Talia has never worn human clothing
    ♥ If you understand technology, (even something so simple as turning a lamp on) Talia may
confuse you for a witch or wizard.
    ♥ She has never had a need for a care giver. The rain and sun is all she needs to survive as she
uses photosynthesis.
    ♥ Flowers, vines, and leaves naturally grow and bloom from her body. Breathing oxygen
instead of carbon monoxide, makes the vegetation an essential part of her life.
    ♥ Her energy stems from the light around her, whether it be from the suns warm rays or the
moons dim light. She flourishes from radiance.
    ♥ The vine wrapped around Talia's body is used mainly for personal protection (like a roses
thorns) and the tips of those thorns are poisonous, though she controls the flow.
    ♥ When she feels threatened, she will make a barrier around herself from vines. This can be
highly dangerous to herself, because it also deprives her of light.
    ♥ Talia doesn't quite understand why people wear clothes, since she uses flowers to clothe 
herself.
    ♥ Talia's hair sometimes sprouts leaves and flower buds on its own.
    ♥ She gets easily annoyed with modern technologies, because she never experienced it in the
forest.
    ♥ She has no reason to eat mortal food, because her body naturally uses photosynthesis.
Eating is just a pleasantry to her.
    ♥ She is very light and on occasions a strong wind may knock her over.
    ♥ Her mood and energy depends on the amount of light she can absorb at that given time.
    ♥ There are a lot of common things that Talia doesn't understand, such as: Sarcasm, lying,
when people say the opposite of what they really mean, ect.
    ♥ Talia doesn't like music, because she's used to the natural sounds of the earth.
    ♥ She considers all animals as part of her family.
    ♥ Talia enjoys conversations with other people to an extreme, because she hasn't been able to
speak with people since she left Rosaline
    ♥ She finds different creatures fascinating, because she never knew that there were so many
people in the world.
    ♥ The only mortal food that Talia hasn't been able to try is roasted marshmellows and smores

    Character Relationships
| - Likes | - Dislikes | - Unsure | - Interested By |
- Saddened By | - Fearful Of | - Crushing On | - Love |

    Roleplaying Preferences
    ♥ Where do you like to roleplay? Notes, comments, skype?
    Preferably I roleplay in notes, but you can message me on Skype, too.
    ♥ Preferences or limits
    I usually rp literature style, but I don't mind script. Other than that, I'm pretty easy going with
anything.
    ♥ Would you like to join the OW Skype Group? If so, indicate Skype username or note it
to viralremix
    I would like to join the OW Skype Group: Lauren.S.Riggleman69

Samples
    Script Sample
    Talia: *Kneels on the ground by a rabbit hole waiting to see its little whiskers pop
out.* I know you're in there. Please come out. *Grows a carrot from the palm of her hand and lays it on
the ground by the mouth of the hole. A small white bunny pops it's head out and sniffs the carrot.* See? I
won't hurt you. *The rabbit comes out of its hole and is followed by two baby bunnies.* Oh! You have
babies? Then you'll need more carrots!

    Lit Sample
    Talia held her hands out in front of her and let a small bundle of tiny flowers sprout from her
palms. "Is that enough?" She asked with her head cocked to one side. "Yeah, that's plenty." A young girl
replied. She picked the flowers out of Talia's hands one by one and wrapped them around one another.
"See, Talia? When you twist them like this, it makes a crown of flowers." The girl smiled softly as she
placed the flowers on the plant girls head. "But...I can technically just grow this." Talia explained as she
tapped her cheek with her light pink fingertips. The girl held her hand up to her lips and let out a light
giggle. "That would be cheating though, Talia." She explained, "Come one, just try it." she urged finally.
Talia did as the girl instructed and made a flower crown of light blue petals. "Do you like it?" Talia asked
as she placed it on her friends head. "I do." The girl grinned as she touched the sides gently so as not to
smash the petals. "Thank you for spending time with me today, Esmay." Talia grinned from ear to ear as
she hugged her friends shoulders.


_{I might have written a bit too much for her history and I'm not really even sure how much of it is
relevant or makes sense ^__^;}