Cynthia
Character
WIP CREME
NAME: Cynthia Maximiliana
FACTION: None (yet).
RANK: Pfft. Nope.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 8
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 3'8" | 1.11m
WEIGHT: 40lbs | 18kg
EYES: Crimson
HAIR: White
SKIN: White
RANK: Pfft. Nope.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 8
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 3'8" | 1.11m
WEIGHT: 40lbs | 18kg
EYES: Crimson
HAIR: White
SKIN: White
HOMEWORLD: Unknown
FORCE SENSITIVE: Very.
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STRENGTHS:
FORCE SENSITIVE: Very.
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STRENGTHS:
- While being a child comes with its inherent weaknesses, it also comes with its advantages. It is far, far too easy to underestimate Cynthia due to her age, size, and stature, and those who find themselves attempting to take advantage of her will often find themselves launched out of a nearby window a number of seconds later. On the flip side, most noble-minded folk tend to pity her due to her age and try to help her in small ways when they can. In a battlefield, Cynthia's life is held in extremely high value given her age, as children's lives are valued far above those of adults.
WEAKNESSES:
- Cynthia's age and resulting stature (or lack thereof) due to malnutrition come with obvious problems: She is incapable of walking for any extended period of time, and is completely incapable of running at all. Any blow, even one with trivial force put into it, can and will cause damage to her. In general, the girl has the constitution of a hummingbird and the durability of rice paper.
- Cynthia's mental state is...not the most stable. She behaves very similarly to how an autistic or schizophrenic person would behave, getting distracted or bored incredibly easily and requiring constant supervision to keep from running off. She has little regard for the consequences of whatever she elects to do and cares absolutely naught for her own safety nor that of others, not is she even capable of taking care of herself - one might be surprised at what basic mental functions she is incapable of doing and what basic vocabulary she is missing.
- Cynthia's mental state is...not the most stable. She behaves very similarly to how an autistic or schizophrenic person would behave, getting distracted or bored incredibly easily and requiring constant supervision to keep from running off. She has little regard for the consequences of whatever she elects to do and cares absolutely naught for her own safety nor that of others, not is she even capable of taking care of herself - one might be surprised at what basic mental functions she is incapable of doing and what basic vocabulary she is missing.
APPEARANCE:
Little Cynthia (aptly named "Sin" by those who know of her, as she cannot remember her full name herself) looks, simply put, straight out of an insane asylum, the sickly type that makes doting young mothers protectively pull their children closer to them when they walk past her marred, pitiable form. The desolate-looking waif stands at no more than 3'8" and is worriedly underweight for a child her age, weighting no more than 40 lbs. A tangled, unkempt mess of milky white, stringy hair travels down the entire length of Cynthia's back like an unchecked flood, twisting every which way and caked in dirt, sweat, blood, and other tiny ornaments that one would gasp at finding in a little girl's hair. The hair is long, far too long, covering her face often and nearly touching the floor; one might wonder if the girl's mane was ever cut, cleaned, or even remotely touched over the 8 years of her existence. Her skin matches her hair to a degree - a deathly pale, like a corpse drained of all blood, cold as death to the touch.
Cynthia's face has fared somewhat better than her body; her head is quite large (to the point where one might begin to wonder how her thin little neck even supports it), and her features have remained exceedingly childlike, with a round face, button nose, and small mouth characteristic of a little girl. Indeed, she would make a very cute kid if not for her demeanor and coloration (or lack thereof). Cynthia's eyes are a deep, haunting crimson, bloodshot, and always wide open, a pair of bloody orbs hyperactively jerking back and forth and sending wild glances bouncing off the walls as if trying to focus on everything in their field of view at once. Her mouth is lined with a row of teeth sharp enough to draw blood, and her normally tiny mouth is capable of making a Cheshire cat-esque grin that stretches very, very wide, almost inhumanly so.
Cynthia's build and body are typical of a malnourished, sickly 8-year-old girl - that is, utterly pathetic. She possesses no meaningful muscle (nor fat, for that matter) on her build, and the only way she can really ever deal any real physical damage to anyone is scratching or biting. Her limbs are spindly and twig-like; one would wonder if appendages would snap if they were so much as poked with a stick (they very well may).
BIOGRAPHY:
[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION]
Little Cynthia (aptly named "Sin" by those who know of her, as she cannot remember her full name herself) looks, simply put, straight out of an insane asylum, the sickly type that makes doting young mothers protectively pull their children closer to them when they walk past her marred, pitiable form. The desolate-looking waif stands at no more than 3'8" and is worriedly underweight for a child her age, weighting no more than 40 lbs. A tangled, unkempt mess of milky white, stringy hair travels down the entire length of Cynthia's back like an unchecked flood, twisting every which way and caked in dirt, sweat, blood, and other tiny ornaments that one would gasp at finding in a little girl's hair. The hair is long, far too long, covering her face often and nearly touching the floor; one might wonder if the girl's mane was ever cut, cleaned, or even remotely touched over the 8 years of her existence. Her skin matches her hair to a degree - a deathly pale, like a corpse drained of all blood, cold as death to the touch.
Cynthia's face has fared somewhat better than her body; her head is quite large (to the point where one might begin to wonder how her thin little neck even supports it), and her features have remained exceedingly childlike, with a round face, button nose, and small mouth characteristic of a little girl. Indeed, she would make a very cute kid if not for her demeanor and coloration (or lack thereof). Cynthia's eyes are a deep, haunting crimson, bloodshot, and always wide open, a pair of bloody orbs hyperactively jerking back and forth and sending wild glances bouncing off the walls as if trying to focus on everything in their field of view at once. Her mouth is lined with a row of teeth sharp enough to draw blood, and her normally tiny mouth is capable of making a Cheshire cat-esque grin that stretches very, very wide, almost inhumanly so.
Cynthia's build and body are typical of a malnourished, sickly 8-year-old girl - that is, utterly pathetic. She possesses no meaningful muscle (nor fat, for that matter) on her build, and the only way she can really ever deal any real physical damage to anyone is scratching or biting. Her limbs are spindly and twig-like; one would wonder if appendages would snap if they were so much as poked with a stick (they very well may).
BIOGRAPHY:
[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION]
(Would I be allowed to RP her without a Biography for the time being? o.o)
SHIP : What's a ship?
KILLS: Cynthia only kills mean people that kill not-mean people. And people who steal her cookies.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: God forbid she ever gets a job.
KILLS: Cynthia only kills mean people that kill not-mean people. And people who steal her cookies.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: God forbid she ever gets a job.
FORCE POWERS:
[NOTE: Cynthia, despite being extremely Force-Sensitive, is completely untrained in the use of the Force, and thus has little control over her abilities or powers in a traditional sense; instead, they will only manifest unconsciously. For example, if one were to order Cynthia to use the Force to pull an oatmeal raisin cookie from a nearby table, it will more than likely not happen; but, if Cynthia simply happened to see a chocolate chip cookie on a table, and she really wanted to eat it (because who wouldn't, honestly), she could simply Force pull it to herself without a second thought. Additionally, her powers will almost always manifest when she is experiencing any sort of intense emotion, such as fear, anger, or pain.]
*Powers (sans Precognition) are classified I-X based on how much power Cynthia can put into a technique, I being the least powerful and X the most .*
Precognition
Telepathy - II
Force Sense - VI
Force Empathy - VI
Telekinesis - X
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