Woah... Her eyes are... Kinda trippy...
Age: Twelve
Height: 3'7''
Her clothes are dirty, but not torn up like you'd expect from a homeless kid.
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Kyri Anntionette
What big, bright eyes you have...
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Main Street
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Tyliana
Description
Woah... Her eyes are... Kinda trippy...
Age: Twelve
Height: 3'7''
Her clothes are dirty, but not torn up like you'd expect from a homeless kid.
Personality
Because she grew up alone, after being dumped on the street as a toddler in a box that read "science lab" on the label, Kyri's never had to know how to act like a normal adult. Acting like a kid came very natural to her, and so that's what she did, until she realized that people had begun to avoid her because of her eyes. Everything she owned, she had to either work for or she had to steal--- and, as a child, she didn't work often.
This has made her a very quiet girl, and very reclusive, always hiding her face in her hood so that people wouldn't scare away just because of how... strange her eyes were.
History
Not much is known about Kyri's past. Only glimpses of test tubes and needles fill her dreams, and only her eyes give away a non-human existance.
... That, and the fact that she's got the strength of a bull at twelve. Ahh, but what can you do?
Since moving to (or, rather, being abandoned in) Wing City, Kyri has spent the last couple years doing whatever she could to survive, whether it be stealing food or just hiding from those who think her abnormal. It's been two years since she woke up in her box, and she still has no home.. except for the corner of a subway car, when no one's really on the tram.
So begins...
Kyri Anntionette's Story
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Kyri poked her head out of the box she'd been hiding in, which was sitting just at the edge of one of the alleys that led off of Main Street. She was no older than eleven, but she'd been alone pretty much all her life. No one wanted her, it seemed, thanks to the way her eyes glowed. She always thought she scared them off.
Well, she thought to herself, I guess I better see what the mini-genius built. She pulled the hood on the back of her shirt up over her eyes so she wouldn't be noticed, then climbed out of her box and moved, almost eagerly, toward the electronic's shop. "Ooh.." she vocalized softly, looking up at the robot.
Well, she thought to herself, I guess I better see what the mini-genius built. She pulled the hood on the back of her shirt up over her eyes so she wouldn't be noticed, then climbed out of her box and moved, almost eagerly, toward the electronic's shop. "Ooh.." she vocalized softly, looking up at the robot.
The little girl didn't say anything and just kept staring up at the large machine. Her head tipped back when she looked the robot up and down, then jumped when she was spoken to. She took a couple steps back and tugged her hood farther down over her eyes, trying desperately to keep them hidden, even to the point where she kept her eyes on the ground, since people couldn't look her in the eye that way.
"Kyri," the small girl said quietly, her voice small, and just slightly high-pitched.
"Kyri," the small girl said quietly, her voice small, and just slightly high-pitched.
She quickly looked away from the other girl. "No," she said quietly, rubbing her hands together. "I didn't do anything." She moved away from Zuri, then looked toward, but not at Tommy.
"If the boy's bothering you about the gun," she suggested, very quiet, "why not just give him a.. A.. A test run. With him at the wrong end."
"I didn't say you built it bad," she said quietly, rolling her eyes. "I just meant.. If it's good, why not use it on the guy that threatened you? It's what I'd do." She shrugged a little, still not looking up. She'd already decided that the next thing she needed to find a way to get a hold of was a pair of sunglasses. Then, they wouldn't be able to see her eyes, even if she took her hood off.
She got a frazzled look on her face. "Well, I didn't say aim for his head." She blinked, tilting her head when Zuri's hair changed colors. Well, at least she wasn't the only weirdo in the group. Finally, she pulled her hood down, using a dirty sleeve to rub the dirt from her cheek.
She finally looked up, to Zuri. "All that'd do is make a bigger kid mad. Trust me. I push big kids into puddles and lakes all the time.."
She finally looked up, to Zuri. "All that'd do is make a bigger kid mad. Trust me. I push big kids into puddles and lakes all the time.."
Kyri was woken up by a mix of screams and loud roars, just to find out that the subway car she'd decided was her resting place for the night was moving. As soon as she opened her eyes, she sat up, smacking her head on the bottom of one of the subway's seats. Groaning, she tugged her hood up over her head and slid a pair of dirty old sunglasses on to cover her eyes, then crawled out from under the seat to stare out the window.
"What in the world is going on out there?" she asked to herself, as she saw the tram run right past one station. When the werewolf ran past the window, she fell backwards. "I took the wrong train.."
"What in the world is going on out there?" she asked to herself, as she saw the tram run right past one station. When the werewolf ran past the window, she fell backwards. "I took the wrong train.."
Kyri looked at the hole in the ceiling, just long enough to catch the glance of the werewolf. "Uh-oh.." she said quietly, scrambling to get back under her seat. She took her shades off and covered her eyes, with much the childish idea that if she couldn't see the wolf, it wasn't going to find her. She was only 12, after all.
Kyri blinked, then climbed up on top of one of the seats to look up out the hole. She was, for some reason, not so very frightened, now that he was whining, and not growling. "Aw.. Poor puppy." she said to herself, before she reached forward and grabbed the heel of Monique's shoe, to at least give the werewolf a good headstart.
Kyri struggled, but held onto the woman's shoe. "If you're gunna fight, it should be fair!" The little girl looked up at Monique with her glowing eyes. "You did something to make him what he isn't, and you made the fight unfair."
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*feels a slight tremor of energy*
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Aneres Coreveon wasn't dressed as obscurely as she would have liked to believe. The shimmering white kimono-style overlayer embroidered with golden moons down the sleeves, the long-hemmed fringe coming to rest just above the hemline of golden bell-bottoms. Beneath was a plain white top. A golden chain poked out from the collar but the rest of it was tucked beneath the shirt.
There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.
Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.
"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.
There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.
Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.
"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.
"Bristol, very nice to meet you," Aneres extended her own hand and delicately gripped his. She frowned upon hearing that he didn't know what it was either.
"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."
One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.
"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."
One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.
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Ha. That's my problem too. Where you tryna get to?
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Ha. See you, man. I gotta go somewhere.
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