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12 Days Of Christmas Countdown

5 Posters (5/5): Laura Hyde in Things We Lost In The Fire

Walking out into the dark, cutting out a different path, led by your beating heart There were a lot of things in Laura Hyde’s life that didn’t quite make sense.  Such as the fact that she knew she’d moved to Hawkins when she was 13, but couldn’t remember where she’d lived before that.  Or the fact that no one else was ever in her house – wasn’t she supposed to have parents?  Shouldn’t she know the answer to that?  Or the fact that half of her house, her always empty house, was covered in scorch marks that she couldn’t explain.  But it was Hawkins, nothing strange happened in Hawkins, so she was forever shrugging and moving on, ignoring the mystery that seemed so desperate to catch up to her.  But when Will Byers goes missing one day, and Laura feels a pull in her gut telling her that there’s something else going on, she can’t ignore it anymore.  And it seems that a mystery might not be the only thing trying to catch her anymore. All the people of the town cast their eyes right to the ground in matters of the heart

Vivesection (Angelic variety)

(as you discover more about the characters, this guide will fill up)

Nikola (Solomon/Sharon) Park. [gender customizable, m/f]

Your project partner in "TECH 202: Intro to 21st Century Technology," now your favorite general education class ever. You've known Park for about a semester and a half, but you guys would see each other around campus at least 5 times a week.

It's kind of great how you're Menlo, and Nikola is a Park. Menlo and Park: can't top that name for a dynamic inventing duo.

Makes for the beginnings of a legendary friendship. Or some other sort of "-ship." You're not picky.

[Park stands at 5'11" (m) | 5'6" (f). They are half-Black, half-Korean, with dark skin and a lean body type. Park's hair is a curly brown-black, worn short (m) or just shy of shoulder-length (f). Their eyes are equally as dark, and always alert.]

Hero I. The Programmer. [male]

You can meet The Programmer, whom you may also know as Helmet Guy.

[Russ stands at 5’8”. He is Indian-American (desi), with umber skin and an average, slightly stocky build. His straight black hair is shortish and sideswept, and it has a nice silky quality to it. Other notable facial features are a long face shape, a slender Aquiline nose, and thick, dark eyebrows. His eyes are dark brown.]

Hero II. Supernova. [gender customizable, m/f]

You can meet Supernova. For now, you might know them better as your Friendly Neighborhood Havok.

[Noa/h stands at 6’2.5” (m) | 5’11.5” (f). They are incredibly proud of that 0.5. They know their family to be from Armenia, but ethnicity-wise…who’s to say. Their body type is toned, leaning on the side of muscular, and their skin is a medium tan. They wear their wispy dark brown hair either in an undercut (m) or with light bangs, loosely past their shoulders (f). Their eyes are a dark hazel, favoring brown, highlighted by sharp brows.]

Hero III. Dryad. [female]

You can meet Dryad. But you might know her as Plantoid.

[Dryad stands at 5’10”. She belongs to the Cherokee Nation. Her body type is curvy and strong. Her skin is mottled, a fern green, while her hair flows in emerald waves to her waist. Her irises are raven and full of silent warmth.]

The Associate. Affectionately called, “Moneybags.” [gender customizable, m/f]

You can meet The Associate.

[Santi stands at 5’6” (m) | 5’1” (f). They are Latino, with a golden brown tan and slim-average body type. Their hair is dark brown, curling midway through the nape (m) or styled into an edgier pixie cut (f). Santi’s eyes are a chestnut brown that twinkle with a sort of playfulness.]

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Furor. AKA, Future Menlo.

You, at age 39. Audacious, menacing, and ruthless -- a killer combo in a supervillain. Which is what Future You is. Why, you can't say.

Dr. Baxter Modjeski.

Park’s childhood friend. You call him Baxter, or Bax.

BACA

Ah ¿quién me llama? ¿quién me agarra? Un tirso soy, un tirso con melena de frondas que abalean con violento furor. Me desgreño, me descalzo y desciño. ¡Arrástrame a las nubes o al abismo! Seas tú dios o monstruo seas, heme. Centauro, soy tu yegua de crin blonda. Hazme encinta de ti. Espumo y relincho. Tritón, soy tu cerúlea compañera: sal de alga tengo en la lengua; sonora cota de escamas me encierra ambas piernas. ¿Quién me llama? ¿Es la trompa nocturna? ¿O el relincho del tésalo? ¿Tonante Pan? Nuda soy. Ardo, yelo. ¿Quién me agarra?

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BACCHA

Ah, chi mi chiama? Ah, chi m’afferra? Un tirso io sono, un tirso crinito di fronda, squassato da una forza furibonda. Mi scapiglio, mi scalzo, mi discingo. Trascinami alla nube o nell’abisso! Sii tu dio, sii tu mostro, eccomi pronta. Centauro, son la tua cavalla bionda. Fammi pregna di te. Schiumo, nitrisco. Tritone, son la tua femmina azzurra: salsa com’alga è la mia lingua; entrambe le gambe squamma sonora mi serra. Chi mi chiama? La bùccina notturna? il nitrito del Tessalo? il tonante Pan? Son nuda. Ardo, gelo. Ah, chi m’afferra?

Gabriele d’Annunzio