( elodie yung. 35. she/her. cis female. ) are you a vigilante? something tells me that the salt air and warm breeze of the aegean sea that reminds her of a home that she longs for but she can never go back to, burning red that fills every inch of her - a rage that can only be dulled with the violence that she was weaned on and cannot escape, hands marred with red that cannot be washed no matter how hard she tries, the blood that courses through her veins that reminds her that sheās still alive, a unspoken sadness and longing of a life that could have been if her innocence wasnāt ripped from her before she was filled with such hatred make you who you are, elektra natchios. with the powers of assassinās instinct and martial arts, youāre sure to have a resilient, impulsive personality ā and you definitely belong to unaffiliated. were you listening to seven devils by florence + the machine on your way to the subway? it suits you. we canāt wait to see what you do next!
character name: elektra natchios
age: 35
faceclaim: elodie yung
voiceclaim: elodie yung
skill set: martial arts, assassinās instinct, mind shield, weapons master
affiliations: unaffiliated
family: christina natchiosĀ (mother - deceased), hugo natchios (father - deceased), orestez natchios (brother - deceased)
zodiac: scorpio sun, aries moon
wiki link: 616Ā / mcuĀ (616 elektra is mainly what iām following with little bits of the series version but idk, that may change later down the line)
was your character āblippedā out? if so, what did they return to and how is it affecting them? if not, who important to them was blipped out, and what has it felt like after those five years have passed? ( if your character is a dc muse: Ā what were they doing when they passed through the portal? )
elektra wasnāt blipped out and she wasnāt majorly affected by it either. all her family was dead so she didnāt have to worry about them and she didnāt really have any close friends. if anything, the blip meant she could live a semi-peaceful life without too many people hunting her down and trying to kill her.Ā
where are they living? are they living with anyone?
elektra has property all over the world and doesnāt tend to stay in one place for too long. currently, sheās living alone in a penthouse apartment somewhere on the upper east side.Ā
why is your character affiliated with who theyāre affiliated with?
unaffiliated!! (though perhaps s.h.i.e.l.d in the future?Ā š)
who are their major friends, allies, and foes:
friends/allies: ???Ā
foes: um, a lot of people. sheās tried to kill a lot of people so thereās not really that many people that like her
whose hands do they believe the country should be in?
probably people who believe in true justice and arenāt corrupt. people who fight for the little people and fight for what they believe in.
whatās their current mental state at? their physical state?
girlie isnāt doing too well, but then again, when has she ever? having died and been resurrected twice has taken a toll on her mental health. physically, sheās probably stronger than ever as the hand basically made her into their personal weapon but she struggles with the darkness thatās inside her. sheās been trying to lead a life with good intentions but sometimes it feels like violence and bloodshed is her destiny.Ā
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the star Ā :Ā Ā what does your muse take inner comfort in knowing ? what guides your muse ?
a desire to be a good person and use her abilities for a better purpose in the world rather for evil drives elektra. there must be a reason why she was resurrected twice, a reason why she was given another chance to rewrite her life, and she wants to prove that sheās more than a weapon.
the moon Ā :Ā what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ?
for a home that she canāt go back to, for a family that she no longer has, for a life she could have had if her innocence wasnāt ripped away from her. she knows that these arenāt realistic things to long for so for now sheāll settle on finding people who can accept her for who she was and is, and calling them a family.Ā
on paper, their friendship, if you could even call it that, didnāt make much sense; it was a strange concept at first glance but the closer you looked at it, the more it made sense. if anyone was to understand the things that elektra went through, it was going to be bucky barnes. both of them had been dealt an unfortunate hand of cards and trying to deal with the aftermath of it; one maybe dealing better than the other, at least thatās what it seemed on the surface. with bucky, she didnāt have to pretend (as much) or keep her guards up as high.Ā āyou know, thatās one thing i missed about new york; you canāt get pizza like this anywhere else. the italian government would probably destroy my villa if they ever heard me say that.ā
āIām not trying to test you, Iām daring you to test me, duh,ā Gwen rolled their eyes, not intimidated in the slightest by whatever the dark-haired lady was trying to be mysterious about. That stoic air all changed in an instant, of course, by being called a child, however,Ā āHey! Who are you callingĀ āchildrenā? Iāve got just as much real-life experience as anyone here!ā
elektraās point has just been proven with that reaction and there was a part of her that was slightly jealous of her bright, spunky personality. whatever life experiences she had hadnāt made her bitter and cruel, unlike it had with elektra. she just hoped that it would remain that way for her.Ā āhigh school drama doesnāt count as real-life experience but fine, if you wanna spar then letās go. donāt think iāll go easy on you just because youāre a kid.ā
he made sure she was out of the way of the ice before giving a slight shrug,Ā āitās new york,ā he stated, also signing as he spoke. he hadnāt meant for someone to start walking close by after he made his way over there. he hadnāt had time to clean it up.
"i forgot how much i hate the new york weather. itās definitely not the french riviera.ā sheās been hopping from one country to another, never staying long enough to see all four seasons in one single country. elektraās forgotten how bitter and cold (and lonely) winters in the city can be.Ā āthanks for the heads up. you definitely helped save an expensive pair of shoes. i suppose thatās what i get for wearing $500 shoes in new york though.ā
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āwoah!ā he called out, grabbing the person walking by him.Ā ācareful! ice!ā he ushered them off the ice patch before looking at them.Ā āsorry,ā he said, moving his hands as he spoke that time.
@reshieldedstartā
elektra's on the phone, firing away in rapid french as sheās speaking to one of her property managers, and clearly distracted as she doesnāt hear the warning until her arm is being grabbed. her first instinct is to throw a punch until she realises they were trying to help her.Ā āthanks.ā she brushes her hair out of her face and hangs up the phone. her eyebrow quirks up as she looks around her,Ā āi donāt remember the forecast predicting ice this week. isnāt it spring already?ā
death Ā : Ā is there anything in your museās life that they should be letting go of ?
her fatherās death, and blaming herself for it, as well as the events that transpired after it. she thinks about the fact that if she didnāt let the grief consume her in such an unhealthy way then maybe she wouldnāt have gone down the path that she did and could have been good.Ā
the devil Ā : Ā is your muse addicted to any substances ? is there anything that could possibly make them quit ?
not a substance, but elektraās somewhat addicted to violence. itās something thatās been a part of her since she was young, from the moment that her mother was murdered on that yacht, and itās the only thing that she knows she can rely on. itās like her comfort blanket but sheās trying to wean herself from it to prove that she is more than a weapon, more than someoneās assassin.Ā
ā i must admit iām a lilārusty in your fancy parisian francias , ā remy replied,Ā ā dey donāt teach us dat down in the bayou . ā a sly smirk grew on his face as he listened. remy knew full well she was correct, thinking back to the authentic original works of priceless art that lined of the guildās hideout in new orleans.Ā ā now datās just a silly theory , ā he said , waving a hand dismissively,Ā ā dis one is real . van goghās brush strokes aināt easy to replicate , especially in de swirls . ā
she had to admit it had been a while since she had spoken much french herself, and even longer since she had practised any greek. the last time she had probably ever spoken any was the last time she saw her father on that day.Ā āwell, if you need someone to practise with you can always come find me.ā she hums as she studies the painting carefully,Ā āis that so? iām afraid my tutors didnāt teach me that in art history. or maybe they did and i just stopped listening.ā thereās something about what remy had just said that almost sounds like a challenge to elektra. she almost wants to steal the painting and replace it with a fake just to see how long itāll take them to figure out it had been replaced with a replica.Ā
āsorry, didnāt mean to sneak,ā bart says, which is trueāhe couldnāt help his speed taking others by surprise. heād once again been looking for something to do, another excuse to wear his suit. she just happened to be another vigilante heād come across. and if sheād found something interesting, he wasnāt going to back off so easy. besides, itās always more fun to beat up bad guys with someone at your side. āhey, iāll have you know, iām veryĀ capable of of cleaning up messes. you sure you donāt want any help with yours?ā
she hesitates for a moment as she studies him, glancing up and down. elektra wasnāt one to work in teams and if she had learnt anything from her past mistakes, she knew she wasnāt the best leader. it was just easier for her to work alone (that way when people get hurt, she wonāt have to spend all night blaming herself those mistakes). but she had a feeling he wasnāt going to back down just because she said no.Ā āi am also very capable of cleaning up my own messes. isnāt it past your bedtime or something?ā he looks young but elektra knows that she was far more capable than most when she was probably younger than he is.Ā āif you must stay, just donāt blow our cover, and if you get hurt, thatās on you.ā
āI dare you to try to make me cry. Bet you canāt,ā Gwenās eyes were already open like saucers, staring down their opponent like they were actually about to fight,Ā āNo sweat, Iām like a rock, baby.ā
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"darling, you donāt want to test me. iāve made much bigger men cry for their mothers as they wish for a faster, less painful death.ā elektraās not proud of what sheās done in the past but she knows she canāt change it. her hands will forever be stained red and no amount of praying for forgiveness can cleanse them. ābut lucky for you, children arenāt on my list of people to hurt.ā
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"so youāre the new captain, huh? i have to say, you look even better in person.ā elektraās deflecting, trying to avoid the subject of the actual reason sheās sat across from sam. it feels so sterile, so unnatural for her to unload her emotions on a stranger that she had met a handful of times. even if she could, she wouldnāt even know where to start or how much she could actually detail and still have him be able to look her straight in the eyes without a speck of horror. some days she canāt even bear to look at her own reflection without seeing erynys or herself as anything but the puppet for the hand. itās hard for elektra to remember who is truly is, before all this, before she was filled with such hatred that consumed every innocence that she had ever had. but there had been someone who had once believed she could be good before and maybe that still was true.Ā
āGoooooooood evening New York!ā he calls, as he stretches, atop one of the thousands of buildings that sprawl across the city, letting his arms swing down, taking it all in. Another day, another chance to scout for opportunities to endear himself to future employers- by proving he can kick ass and take names.
[Think itāll be bank robbers? Or maybe even supervillians?!] Yellow proclaims from one corner of his head.
[At this hour? Probably more like purse snatchers and creeps] White offers, from the other.
āDoes it matter as long as we catch them before another hero does?ā Wade points out. āItās either that or sit on our asses at home, and that doesnāt pay the bills, so might as well get to work!ā Talking to himself is second nature at this point- despite how it must look from the outside. āSo. East or West first?ā
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elektra hears the voice before she sees him. how can she not? it disturbs her silence on the rooftop as she watches the city zooming by below, waiting for something interesting to happen. was this what it felt like to be one of the good guys? just sitting and waiting to bust someone for some crime. she had never sat still in one place for very long; moving from place to place, following wherever her job took her. she looks up from her post to the source of the voice,Ā āyou talk too much.ā it didnāt seem as though her hint was enough and she sighs as she wonders why she had to choose this particular rooftop today.Ā āhow about going up north instead?ā
cassandra hadnāt put too much thought into picking a gymāas long as it was quiet and had the equipment she liked, it would do just fine. there was enough crime in new york for them to practice their skills while cleaning up the streets. now sheās starting to regret not finding somewhere with better security as she comes back from her workout to find someone going through her locker.
āthatās mine,ā they say, not bothering with politeness as they push the other away. āwhy are you taking my stuff?ā
elektra probably could afford a gym better than this one that she picked but they all seemed to lack some character and filled with old, rich men who liked to ogle and underestimate her abilities. while she did enjoy kicking their asses, she had no patience for that today and just wanted to work her frustrations out.Ā ādarling, why would i want any of your stuff? i just need a locker,ā she replies nonchalantly as she throws their bag down by their feet and puts her stuff in the locker that was previously occupied. elektra glances up as sheās in the middle of wrapping her hands for her sparring session, still feeling the other personās presence, āyou should really invest in a better lock.āĀ Ā
art museums: the city was full of them. to any scoundrel, the walls of the museum of modern art were practically screaming for a heist⦠gambit was no exception.Ā ā the starry night ⦠magnifique , ā he mused, turning his head to the person beside him,Ā ā i used tāteach art history ⦠yāreally canāt appreciate it until yāright up close . ā he leaned in closer to the famous painting, dangerously close to setting off the silent alarm.
"c'est plutĆ“t paisible (transl: itās rather peaceful),āĀ elektra muses, slipping into french that glides off her tongue, as she takes in the painting. āsome would say itās overrated. i find it rather peaceful.ā thereās something about the painting that resonates with her and almost reminds her of nights sheās spent on rooftops alone, watching the stars as the night goes by.Ā āiāve heard itās estimated that half of the worldās art are fakes. makes you wonder, doesnāt it?ā her mouth quirks up as she watches how close the person next to her was getting to the painting. sheās in no position to judge, and no one was really getting harmed.Ā
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the night's quiet as elektraās perched on the roof of a building, carefully watching the group of men below, finding the right moment to attack. she stiffens at the sound of movement nearby and spins around, sais in her hand, ready to pounce.Ā ādidnāt you know itās rude to sneak up on a lady?ā he looked like he was just a kid, and he definitely had no business sticking his nose where it shouldnāt belong. she wasnāt going to let this kid blow her cover and she certainly wasnāt going to be his babysitter. ā leave, before things get messy.āĀ
being back in new york city felt peculiar to elektra; the city looked different to what she remembered but it still felt the same to her, she still felt the demons and shadows that she had tried running from but something always brought her back one way orĀ another. this was her destiny and if elektra had learnt anything, you cannot run from destiny. she hears someone calling for her attention and she nearly carries on minding her own business, itās probably just another crazy new yorker but then she wonders what if that person was in real trouble.Ā āa cat?ā she repeats, drawling out the words,Ā āthat sounds more like a mountain lion that a cat. have you tried the bronx zoo?ā