WRIGHT, Eliza

[ELIZA ♥ WRIGHT]

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Name» Eliza Tam Wright
Nicknames» Liz

Age» 20
Birthday» July 1st

Gender» Female
Orientation» Heterosexual

Species» Shifter
Abilities» Like all Shifters, Eliza has heightened abilities and senses. Although every full moon forces her to shift, she doesn't mind it and will often shift before the urge even comes. Her eagerness and constant willingness to shift gives her plenty of practice, and she's become quite adept at controlling her abilities. Eliza has also become so used to her heightened senses that she almost forgets she has them until someone mentions it.

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Occupation« Student
Class Year« 6th Year/College Sophomore
Political Views« Very Against

Hair Color« Light Brown
Eye Color« Pale Blue
Height« 5'7"
Trademarks« Small horizontal scar on her right upper arm from a bullet graze.
Playby« Saoirse Ronan

Likes«
• Summer
• being outdoors, sunshine
• shifting
• skipping class
• sweet and spicy foods (though not at the same time)
• photos of exotic places

Dislikes«
• thinking about the past
• the Holy Cross
• homework and studying
• anything that prevents her from being outside
• being stuck in one place, even Elysium
• being spoken down to/like a child

Strengths«
• heightened senses and abilities
• pretty decent at lying and picking out lies
• fiercely loyal
• a slow temper

Weaknesses«
• shy around strangers
• rather pathetic at schoolwork
• not very good at thinking on her feet
• not much self-control outside of her powers

Mother» Diane Wright (deceased)
Father» Patrick Wright (deceased)
Siblings» None
Children» None
Other» William and Katherine Styer (foster parents)

Home» Eliza was originally from Pennsylvania, but doesn't consider it home. Not even close.

History» When the child services workers came to collect her, she really had no choice. Despite her insistence on being able to take care of herself, Eliza was only 13 years old and the death of her parents was untimely and unfair. It was legally reported as a car accident, but she heard the truth from behind closed doors. The other driver was an outspoken Holy Cross supporter. Liz learned to fear that day. She knew that she could shift and make a run for it. It wouldn't be hard. She was held back only by her parents' ground-in lesson to never shift in front of others. So Eliza dealt with it. She moved in with a lovely couple in rural Pennsylvania, who were clueless to her abilities, and ran away through the pictures she clipped out of magazines. It all seemed fine, until a month passed and the full moon was upon her. Eliza knew how the shift worked, and she tried be quiet as she snuck out that night, but was caught while shifting back. Suddenly, her lovely foster parents showed their true faces.
She was locked in her room, pounding on the door while the Holy Cross was contacted. Her foster mother tried to reason with her through her own tears, saying it was for her own good, but had a hard time convincing herself, let alone Liz. Her husband was waiting on the front porch and Eliza took the chance. She managed to convince her foster mother that she would comply and to open up the door, then shifted into a deer and made the escape she had always wanted. Her foster father managed to graze her with a rifle shot as she fled, leaving a thin scar on her upper arm. Eliza found her way to Elysium through friends of her parents, surprised at just how many others there were like her. She attends school on the island, her urge to travel growing, but remaining out of fear.

RP Sample»

((From a Chronicles of Narnia RP))
Glorina brought the rough-hewn bow up, sighting down the arrow carefully with one eye closed. She slowed her breathing and rubbed a finger along the coarse fronds she had used to fletch the arrow. Life in a marsh was certainly different than anywhere else, and you had to use what was given, but there was no one for her to complain to. Not that she could complain. She had chosen to live here, where her blood didn't matter because there wasn't anyone who actually gave a whit. No, Glorina had sentenced herself to life here because it put her away from the dim-witted mumblings of her brother and his just-as-dull followers. Half-brother, she thought bitterly before forcing her breath down. The bow wasn't her specialty.

This deer would be her last chance before the sun set. She had to bring it down or set out for Cair Paravel with only fish and small game. The thought wasn't a pleasant one, so she dropped all thoughts from her mind and waited until her muscles knew it was time. She released the arrow and watched as it swept aside the tall grass, hitting its target with a dull thud. The animal didn't even have time to blink before it was dead. Glorina hated to see them suffer. She stood as the rest of the heard scattered, white tails flashing in alarm as they fled. Face blank, she let out a sigh of relief. Now her trip would be bearable. She would leave at moonrise and sneak past her brother's scouts, heading for the fortress city of Cair Paravel. There, she would warn High King whats-his-name of the plot her brother was cooking. Let's see how easily he squashes my king now, she thought, hanging her bow on her quiver and heaving the dear over her shoulder. Nightfall was approaching and she would need the cover of darkness to get by.

Alias«Erin
Time Zone« Eastern (UCT -5:00)
Contact« Through Michy or PM
How long have you been rping?« About five or six years
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