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NAME: Jessica

AGE: 26

TIMEZONE: GMT

PRONOUNS: She / Her

ACTIVITY LEVEL: My activity time will be limited to weekday evenings and weekends. Given that I’ll also be admining that may also mean that my activity isn’t daily for replies. I will always aim to post something of substance, reply to starters etc. whenever I’m online and will frequent the OOC blog too.

PREVIOUS ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: I’ve been roleplaying for 13 / 14 years on a number of different platforms. I’ve been roleplaying on Tumblr for about 6 years and hosted a multitude of literate roleplays too. In the last year I’ve also gotten into cos-roleplay alongside literate roleplaying. 

PERSONAL TUMBLR CONTACT: Link Removed

TRIGGERS: Rape // Self Harm // Abuse etc.

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CHARACTER: Thalia Winsor

PRONOUNS: She / Her

AGE: 28

FACE CLAIM: Sarah Gadon

POWER: Healing Touch

QUOTE: “I’m through with accepting limits ‘cause someone else says they’re so. Somethings I cannot change, but until I try I’ll never know.”

PERSONALITY: 

Compassionate: Thalia is a gentle soul and greatly cares for people. She is greatly sympathetic and tries her best to help those who need it most. Whether it’s in her day to day work as a nurse or just trying to assist those she’s encountered since going on the run. She is kind and well meaning in most aspects of her life, the thought of putting herself first when there are those who need it more is one often overlooked.

Sincere: She’s honest, sometimes to a fault. If she gives a compliment or opinion it stems from genuine beliefs she holds, equally if she’s critical her words aren’t often softened by sugar coating it. Thalia is a terrible liar and struggles with deception, both attempting it and when it’s done to her. She greatly dislikes those who lie without a guilty conscious. 

Well Mannered: Soft spoken and polite, she uses dulcet tones and polite compliments to diffuse an otherwise awkward situation. She was brought up with a silver spoon in her mouth and as such was forced to adhere to a strict set of rules surrounding etiquette. This was only enhanced during her training as a nurse and now her bedside manner is impeccable. She sometimes when meaning those with lesser manners, not quite knowing how to engage or communicate as effectively as she might like.

Insecure: Psychologists would deem her childhood, riddled with moments where she was told she wasn’t good enough, as the main factor in her insecurities. Though in truth Thalia has never helped herself out of the spiral either. She is very self conscious of both her appearance and achievements in life. The way others perceive her is very important because the way she perceives herself is often very negatively. Whilst her insecurity fuels her worse habits, it is also a one of the main reasons she tries her best to be a good person.

Passive: She is non-confrontational to an extreme fault. When flight or fight kicks in she will almost always run away from a situation. This carries over into less extreme moments of her life too; failing to stick up for herself, people pleasing, resenting those more assertive and bottling up feelings in favour of ensuring others aren’t hurt. 

Envious: Thalia is often resentful of those who have what she does not; a happy family unit, the attention of someone she is attracted to, the ability to be assertive or fight when the moment calls for it. Whilst she often admires the good traits in others she also finds herself dwelling on them too, wishing she herself could hold them. Her insecurities are fed by her envious nature and the vicious cycle continues to battle on behind her pretty smile.

BIOGRAPHY: Thalia has only lived alone in New York city for 18 months. Prior to that she was rooming in dorms at New York University and went home during the holidays. Her knowledge of the city is limited at best as her years studying for a nursing degree left her with little free time, and her job left her with even less. Her studio apartment, luxurious by most standards, is a far cry away from the white paneled manor back in Suffolk County that she called home for most of her life. In truth she had never felt more right than the moment she took a job in the inner city and the keys to the tiny apartment, much to her parents disapproval.

Her parents were affluent enough to fund both private school and pay her college tuition, though this is were their generosity stopped. Neither her mother or father were the affectionate type and between her overly critical, cold mother and harsh, short tempered father her relationship with them is strained at best. Her aunt, whom she was closest to above all else, was her only anchor at home but coinciding with Thalia’s permanent move to the Big Apple she left to travel. Severing all ties with Suffolk, her parents and the stuffy country club she spent far too many weekends at.

To say she knows little about New York is an understatement. Her years studying left her with little free time and her now full time position leaves her with even less. Wonky working hours makes for an unactive social life. However she’s managed to find a foothold for her most beloved of passions; dancing, in a quant dancing studio a few blocks away from her apartment. The installation of a new vending machine there is actually what lead Thalia to consume the tonic water, regularly. For the first few weeks she wasn’t seen without a bottle in her bag, she even got into the habit of toting around the bottle at the nursing station. 

Then the changes happened, nothing overtly flashy at first - no breaking the bathroom sink with super strength or flying in her sleep. In fact for the first two weeks it was hard for Thalia to notice her powers at all. Whilst the patients she visited and helped tend to were recovering, she had no reason to suspect it was anything other than the medicine the doctors had prescribed. One morning she was carrying out her morning rounds, her first stop of the day was with an elderly gentlemen known well by the nurses and doctors alike in the ward. He was a terminal case, or so they thought. One gentle pat on the shoulder from Thalia as she moved to fluff his pillows and ask about his nights sleep and his eyes lit up. He removed the breathing apparatus, much to her horror, and looked around the room as shocked and bewildered as she did. The tests over the next 3 days confirmed the impossible. He was cured and on the mend. 

It was following this incident that Thalia started to piece the clues together and began experimenting. It was also in this time that others took notice, a building full of extremely intelligent people wouldn’t have taken long to string together the fact that all the patients recovering in miraculous ways were all tended to by the same person. Thalia had become careless in her attempts to help and explore her new gifts. The disappearances of people deemed ‘crazy’ by local news, one man believed he could fly whilst the other had declared he could change appearances, caught her attention. If others like her were going missing then surely she would be next.

The letter through her mailbox at the end of the week sparked her need to leave. The board was calling on her attendance to an ‘unofficial meeting of standards and practices’ and the red flags shot up. In her paranoia she packed her valuables, changes of clothes and everything else she could reasonably carry, and fled. Her missing persons report went up along the dozens of others, the trend in missing people has risen and she’s smart enough to know it’s not a coincidence. 

Strange men in suits always seem to be just a few days behind her, Thalia never was exactly an expert at going on the run, and her safe houses have been all but burnt out. She is staying on the lookout for others now like her who might need her help in running too and trying to figure out the exact mystery behind the events that have completely changed her life.

HEADCANONS: 

Dancing Queen - Thalia has always been an avid fan of dancing, whether it be basic ballroom, jazz or something more contemporary. Since moving to the city she’s had the opportunity to sign up to various classes in her free time to expand her passion. On the rare nights she goes out, it’s usually with the intention to find a fun place to go dancing.

Sleeping Beauty - Working at a hospital often leads to a wonky sleep schedule, but Thalia always had a tendency to sleep until noon on her days off long before her time in scrubs. She’s a heavy sleeper naturally and often unhappy to be woken up for anything short of an emergency. 

Alcohol Intolerance - She’s just simply never enjoyed the taste of alcohol. Her aversion to drinking has only been bolstered by the fact she’s often drunk one glass in, and no one enjoys embarrassing themselves at the start of an evening. Perhaps if she drunk more wine and less water she wouldn’t be in this mess to begin with.