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Name: Iddy
Age: 27
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Other Characters: Alfie Solomons |devoutish
Character Information
Name: Lilly Desange
Canon: Mama (2013 film)
Age: 6
Gender: female
Canon Point: Towards the end of the movie - after she has her little breakthrough moment with Annabel, but before Mama comes and snatches her and Victoria.
Background Link: Wikipedia link
Inventory:
Literally just the clothes on her back, which would be a pair of pants, a shirt, and a lightweight pink hoodie. I'll be nice and say she's wearing socks and shoes, but even that's a stretch, honestly.
Personality:
Lilly's life was atypical practically from its beginning, and it would be difficult to find any aspect of her personality that hasn't been affected by this in some way. Isolated from the world from the age of one, the only relationships - and the only interactions period - she had for most of her life were with her older sister, and with the ghost that raised them. Even after being taken back to civilization and put in the care of their uncle Lucas and his girlfriend Annabel, Lilly continues to have a large amount of trouble adjusting to normal life, and she is decidedly feral. She isn't toilet-trained, she runs around on all-fours, and she rarely lets people get away with touching her without raising a big stink about it. Unlike her sister, she shows little interest in learning how to be "normal". She's provided with plenty of food, but she still likes to find and eat bugs. She's given new, store-bought dolls, but she prefers the ones that Mama makes for her using sticks and twigs.
In addition to her social skills, her language skills are also severely stunted. There's evidence that she understands much of what is said to her - she'll respond to things with facial expressions or with a nod or shake of the head, rather than with confusion or blank stares. But she's rarely verbal, and when she does talk, it's clear that she's not at the level of a typical six-year-old. She says her sister's four-syllable name with picture-perfect clarity, but other, less familiar words and phrases sound as if they were spoken by a young toddler ("use the stairs" comes out as "yoo da deyrs", for example). Even to her sister, she tends to speak in short, simple sentences, and prefers to communicate with body language. Occasionally she's seen whispering inaudibly to herself (or to Mama); it's unclear whether she's actually talking, or just imitating the act of talking by making nonsense sounds. All in all, she has very little interest in talking for communication's sake. This is likely something that would slowly change if she was given the chance to get close to someone and needed to use words more, but it would take a lot of time (as in years, most likely) for her to even begin to become anything close to a talkative child.
But despite all this, she isn't shy or fearful. She's cautiously curious about the world, and will explore when given the opportunity. She has basically no experience with or trust in people, and when encountering somebody for the first time, she's wary, hiding and watching. But if they don't prove themselves to be a threat, she'll draw herself out pretty quickly, and can coexist with them as long as she has a place where she can squirrel herself away when she wants to be alone (she's fond of spending time under beds or behind furniture). And when she feels comfortable enough with someone to come out from under cover, she's likely to start to be open to the idea of communication. If she gets even more comfortable with someone - and in canon, she only manages this with Mama or her sister - she has an affectionate, playful side. She grins and giggles; she jumps on beds and plays games. She does have that part of her that almost feels like a normal six-year-old, albeit one that's rough-and-tumble rather than darling and sweet. Her level of innocence, too, also speaks to her age. Her sister Victoria had been three when they were taken in by Mama, and so she had some memories of their old life that, while forgotten when they were in the woods, did start to come back to her when they were rescued five years later. But Lilly? Lilly had only been a year old. She had no previous frame of reference to tell her that most little girls don't live in abandoned cabins, scrounging for wild fruit, bugs, and raw meat, and being looked after by a big, scary creature that looks like an eldritch abomination. The things about Mama that start to alarm Victoria simply never ping Lilly's radar as things that should worry her. Why should they? They're all she's ever known.
At home, Mama and Victoria fill all of Lilly's social needs, and her threshold for contact with people who aren't them is pretty low - when they're around, she's happily indifferent to basically everybody else. Without them, though, she'd be forced to branch out - contact with only a few people is something she's used to, but contact with literally no one isn't, and she wouldn't do well with total isolation. Still, she'd retain more aloofness than the average six-year-old, and she'd be okay with traveling alone, though she'd also accept another person or a small group as long as she got along okay with them and they respected her boundaries. And she isn't shy about making those boundaries known - if she doesn't like what someone is doing, she's perfectly willing to let them know, whether via frowns and snarls, a firm "No!", or even bites, kicks, and slaps.
Ultimately, she'd be incredibly lonely without anyone familiar around, and particularly without her close people. Mama is especially important to her, because she's the only caretaker figure she knows, and her loss would weigh heavily on Lilly's shoulders. That said, seeking out an immediate replacement to cling to wouldn't be her style. Even if she met people that she felt comfortable being around or traveling with, she'd still search endlessly for Mama - after all, she found Lilly in her new house away from the woods, so why shouldn't she be able to find her in Norfinbury? But that doesn't mean that getting CR with her would be impossible at all. She might not make a goal of looking for people, but people would still be there, and she'd inevitably encounter them, either on the network or in person. And once some of them became familiar, it wouldn't be too much of a stretch for her to start slowly forming relationships, be they negative or positive.
Flavor Abilities: n/a
Suitability:
Lilly is, at once, both highly suitable and highly unsuitable for the game environment. She's six years old, which is a little ridiculous even for a setting that's seen children before. She's never been completely on her own, and while she wouldn't totally ignore the network, she wouldn't be likely to use it to its full advantage either. There are a lot of things that she just plain wouldn't understand, at first or maybe even at all. And yet, she was raised by a ghost alone in the wilderness, completely isolated from society and all its modern conveniences. She's used to seeing and processing creepy things (see again the picture of Mama linked above), and there's a lot in Snowblind's setting that would barely phase her at all. She's far from fearless, and things like anomalies chasing her or seeing herself affected by body horror fuckery would freak her out just as much as they do anyone else, but blood on the walls? Mysterious whispers in seemingly-empty houses? Strange shadows in unexpected places? She'd be cautious, but she'd also be curious. She'd interact. Really, it would all feel a lot more familiar than most of the stuff she's had to deal with since being taken out of the woods. She'd probably try to stay in whatever house she woke up in for as long as possible, only leaving when cabin fever drove her out. Being able to regularly pick up food would likely be one of her biggest challenges, because she'd have no idea how to read a map (luckily, she's tiny and used to scrounging, so she'd be able to stretch a week's worth of rations out for quite a bit longer than expected). Honestly, she'd probably die at least a few times, even outside of events. But then she'd wake up, likely not fully understanding what had happened to her, and continue on. She may not be all that adaptable, but she is very, very resilient.
RP Samples:
network sample
[The first time something strange and scary had happened, Lilly hadn't reached out to anyone after the fact. It had happened less than a week after she'd arrived, and she hadn't really had anyone to tell, or any reason to try to find someone - sure, there had been a call out on the network for people to share their experiences and pool information, but this had been back before she'd fully realized that people on the network were real, not just pictures like people on TV.
But by now, she's been here for a few weeks. Someone had tracked her down in person and showed her how the network worked, and explained to her that when scary things happened, everybody talked about afterwards, because a lot of the time they were able to find clues that would help everybody get home - clues that would help her get back to Mama and Victoria. So this time, when the town's done falling into temporary chaos and people are regrouping, Lilly jumps into the fray.
She sits on the floor with the tablet pointed towards her, centering it like she'd been taught so that her face, arms, and torso are clearly visible. She looks steadily at the camera, inhales, and begins.]
Warm.
[That's as good a place as any to start the story, because it had been the first strange thing that had happened - it had been warm where she'd ended up. She shoots her arms out, fingers outstretched, and waves them around in the air, indicating large amounts of space all around her.]
Warm. Biiiiiig. Dark.
[She'd found herself in nothingness, in a place so pitch-black that she hadn't even been able to see her hand when she held it in front of her face.
She holds up her arm and plants her forefinger and middle finger down onto it in a downward-facing V, like two legs of a person, and then crooks them so it looks like the finger-legs are crouching. Then she starts running her still-crouched fingers up and down her arm.
She'd sat down on the floor to try to get her bearings for a few minutes, and then she'd scampered around, feeling for something, anything, in the dark.
She opens her mouth in a silent yell, screwing up her face to try to look angry and fierce rather than scared.
She'd hollered and screamed and made a lot of noise, hoping that somebody would answer, but no one had. She'd been alone. She'd hopped around aimlessly, probably in circles, for what felt like hours and hours. And then...
She drops the finger-leg thing for just a second so that she can pinch herself, then forms them again, hopping them off her arm. She flops her hand forward so her palm is facing down and her two fingers are stretched out horizontal along the floor.]
Here.
[She'd felt a pinch and then woken up suddenly, lying down in her little nest under the bed. Had it been a dream? She'd wondered, at first... until she'd realized something.]
Tired, ver'tired. Ver'ver'tired from wunning.
[She's exhausted, like she really had spent all night moving, trying to find her way out of a black void. It hadn't been a restful night at all, so it couldn't have been a dream, right? That's what she's thinking, anyway. She yawns exaggeratedly, rubbing at her eyes, and then gives the camera a small wave before reaching forward to turn it off. She's shared her story, and now she's going back to sleep. Bye.]
TDM sample
TDM starter (in-person)
Name: Iddy
Age: 27
Contact Info:
Other Characters: Alfie Solomons |
devoutishCharacter Information
Name: Lilly Desange
Canon: Mama (2013 film)
Age: 6
Gender: female
Canon Point: Towards the end of the movie - after she has her little breakthrough moment with Annabel, but before Mama comes and snatches her and Victoria.
Background Link: Wikipedia link
Inventory:
Literally just the clothes on her back, which would be a pair of pants, a shirt, and a lightweight pink hoodie. I'll be nice and say she's wearing socks and shoes, but even that's a stretch, honestly.
Personality:
Lilly's life was atypical practically from its beginning, and it would be difficult to find any aspect of her personality that hasn't been affected by this in some way. Isolated from the world from the age of one, the only relationships - and the only interactions period - she had for most of her life were with her older sister, and with the ghost that raised them. Even after being taken back to civilization and put in the care of their uncle Lucas and his girlfriend Annabel, Lilly continues to have a large amount of trouble adjusting to normal life, and she is decidedly feral. She isn't toilet-trained, she runs around on all-fours, and she rarely lets people get away with touching her without raising a big stink about it. Unlike her sister, she shows little interest in learning how to be "normal". She's provided with plenty of food, but she still likes to find and eat bugs. She's given new, store-bought dolls, but she prefers the ones that Mama makes for her using sticks and twigs.
In addition to her social skills, her language skills are also severely stunted. There's evidence that she understands much of what is said to her - she'll respond to things with facial expressions or with a nod or shake of the head, rather than with confusion or blank stares. But she's rarely verbal, and when she does talk, it's clear that she's not at the level of a typical six-year-old. She says her sister's four-syllable name with picture-perfect clarity, but other, less familiar words and phrases sound as if they were spoken by a young toddler ("use the stairs" comes out as "yoo da deyrs", for example). Even to her sister, she tends to speak in short, simple sentences, and prefers to communicate with body language. Occasionally she's seen whispering inaudibly to herself (or to Mama); it's unclear whether she's actually talking, or just imitating the act of talking by making nonsense sounds. All in all, she has very little interest in talking for communication's sake. This is likely something that would slowly change if she was given the chance to get close to someone and needed to use words more, but it would take a lot of time (as in years, most likely) for her to even begin to become anything close to a talkative child.
But despite all this, she isn't shy or fearful. She's cautiously curious about the world, and will explore when given the opportunity. She has basically no experience with or trust in people, and when encountering somebody for the first time, she's wary, hiding and watching. But if they don't prove themselves to be a threat, she'll draw herself out pretty quickly, and can coexist with them as long as she has a place where she can squirrel herself away when she wants to be alone (she's fond of spending time under beds or behind furniture). And when she feels comfortable enough with someone to come out from under cover, she's likely to start to be open to the idea of communication. If she gets even more comfortable with someone - and in canon, she only manages this with Mama or her sister - she has an affectionate, playful side. She grins and giggles; she jumps on beds and plays games. She does have that part of her that almost feels like a normal six-year-old, albeit one that's rough-and-tumble rather than darling and sweet. Her level of innocence, too, also speaks to her age. Her sister Victoria had been three when they were taken in by Mama, and so she had some memories of their old life that, while forgotten when they were in the woods, did start to come back to her when they were rescued five years later. But Lilly? Lilly had only been a year old. She had no previous frame of reference to tell her that most little girls don't live in abandoned cabins, scrounging for wild fruit, bugs, and raw meat, and being looked after by a big, scary creature that looks like an eldritch abomination. The things about Mama that start to alarm Victoria simply never ping Lilly's radar as things that should worry her. Why should they? They're all she's ever known.
At home, Mama and Victoria fill all of Lilly's social needs, and her threshold for contact with people who aren't them is pretty low - when they're around, she's happily indifferent to basically everybody else. Without them, though, she'd be forced to branch out - contact with only a few people is something she's used to, but contact with literally no one isn't, and she wouldn't do well with total isolation. Still, she'd retain more aloofness than the average six-year-old, and she'd be okay with traveling alone, though she'd also accept another person or a small group as long as she got along okay with them and they respected her boundaries. And she isn't shy about making those boundaries known - if she doesn't like what someone is doing, she's perfectly willing to let them know, whether via frowns and snarls, a firm "No!", or even bites, kicks, and slaps.
Ultimately, she'd be incredibly lonely without anyone familiar around, and particularly without her close people. Mama is especially important to her, because she's the only caretaker figure she knows, and her loss would weigh heavily on Lilly's shoulders. That said, seeking out an immediate replacement to cling to wouldn't be her style. Even if she met people that she felt comfortable being around or traveling with, she'd still search endlessly for Mama - after all, she found Lilly in her new house away from the woods, so why shouldn't she be able to find her in Norfinbury? But that doesn't mean that getting CR with her would be impossible at all. She might not make a goal of looking for people, but people would still be there, and she'd inevitably encounter them, either on the network or in person. And once some of them became familiar, it wouldn't be too much of a stretch for her to start slowly forming relationships, be they negative or positive.
Flavor Abilities: n/a
Suitability:
Lilly is, at once, both highly suitable and highly unsuitable for the game environment. She's six years old, which is a little ridiculous even for a setting that's seen children before. She's never been completely on her own, and while she wouldn't totally ignore the network, she wouldn't be likely to use it to its full advantage either. There are a lot of things that she just plain wouldn't understand, at first or maybe even at all. And yet, she was raised by a ghost alone in the wilderness, completely isolated from society and all its modern conveniences. She's used to seeing and processing creepy things (see again the picture of Mama linked above), and there's a lot in Snowblind's setting that would barely phase her at all. She's far from fearless, and things like anomalies chasing her or seeing herself affected by body horror fuckery would freak her out just as much as they do anyone else, but blood on the walls? Mysterious whispers in seemingly-empty houses? Strange shadows in unexpected places? She'd be cautious, but she'd also be curious. She'd interact. Really, it would all feel a lot more familiar than most of the stuff she's had to deal with since being taken out of the woods. She'd probably try to stay in whatever house she woke up in for as long as possible, only leaving when cabin fever drove her out. Being able to regularly pick up food would likely be one of her biggest challenges, because she'd have no idea how to read a map (luckily, she's tiny and used to scrounging, so she'd be able to stretch a week's worth of rations out for quite a bit longer than expected). Honestly, she'd probably die at least a few times, even outside of events. But then she'd wake up, likely not fully understanding what had happened to her, and continue on. She may not be all that adaptable, but she is very, very resilient.
RP Samples:
network sample
[The first time something strange and scary had happened, Lilly hadn't reached out to anyone after the fact. It had happened less than a week after she'd arrived, and she hadn't really had anyone to tell, or any reason to try to find someone - sure, there had been a call out on the network for people to share their experiences and pool information, but this had been back before she'd fully realized that people on the network were real, not just pictures like people on TV.
But by now, she's been here for a few weeks. Someone had tracked her down in person and showed her how the network worked, and explained to her that when scary things happened, everybody talked about afterwards, because a lot of the time they were able to find clues that would help everybody get home - clues that would help her get back to Mama and Victoria. So this time, when the town's done falling into temporary chaos and people are regrouping, Lilly jumps into the fray.
She sits on the floor with the tablet pointed towards her, centering it like she'd been taught so that her face, arms, and torso are clearly visible. She looks steadily at the camera, inhales, and begins.]
Warm.
[That's as good a place as any to start the story, because it had been the first strange thing that had happened - it had been warm where she'd ended up. She shoots her arms out, fingers outstretched, and waves them around in the air, indicating large amounts of space all around her.]
Warm. Biiiiiig. Dark.
[She'd found herself in nothingness, in a place so pitch-black that she hadn't even been able to see her hand when she held it in front of her face.
She holds up her arm and plants her forefinger and middle finger down onto it in a downward-facing V, like two legs of a person, and then crooks them so it looks like the finger-legs are crouching. Then she starts running her still-crouched fingers up and down her arm.
She'd sat down on the floor to try to get her bearings for a few minutes, and then she'd scampered around, feeling for something, anything, in the dark.
She opens her mouth in a silent yell, screwing up her face to try to look angry and fierce rather than scared.
She'd hollered and screamed and made a lot of noise, hoping that somebody would answer, but no one had. She'd been alone. She'd hopped around aimlessly, probably in circles, for what felt like hours and hours. And then...
She drops the finger-leg thing for just a second so that she can pinch herself, then forms them again, hopping them off her arm. She flops her hand forward so her palm is facing down and her two fingers are stretched out horizontal along the floor.]
Here.
[She'd felt a pinch and then woken up suddenly, lying down in her little nest under the bed. Had it been a dream? She'd wondered, at first... until she'd realized something.]
Tired, ver'tired. Ver'ver'tired from wunning.
[She's exhausted, like she really had spent all night moving, trying to find her way out of a black void. It hadn't been a restful night at all, so it couldn't have been a dream, right? That's what she's thinking, anyway. She yawns exaggeratedly, rubbing at her eyes, and then gives the camera a small wave before reaching forward to turn it off. She's shared her story, and now she's going back to sleep. Bye.]
TDM sample
TDM starter (in-person)