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Siren's Song: C+

Presence: C+
Awareness: C
Constitution: D
Dexterity: D+
Speed: D
Strength: D-



Siren's Song: C+

Vitality: D+
Awareness: C
Durability: D
Dexterity: C+
Speed: D
Strength: D-

[div align="center"][div][div align="center"][font size="1"]credits to @rx for the template[/font][/div]

[attr="class","body"][div][attr="class","header1"]CHARACTER NAME[/div][img alt="" src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/374404236735152128/676975033784205312/rhea.png" style="max-width:100%;"]

[div][attr="class","header2"]OVERVIEW[/div]

[b]» NAME:[/b] Rhea Harker
[b]» AGE:[/b] 20
[b]» GENDER:[/b] Female
[b]» AFFILIATION:[/b] Villain
[b]» ALIAS:[/b] Siren
[b]» OCCUPATION:[/b] Waitress/Singer


[div][attr="class","body"][div][attr="class","header2"]PERSONALITY[/div]

[table style="width:450px;"][tbody][tr][td style="padding:3px;"][b]» POSITIVE TRAITS:[/b][blockquote][b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Is capable of random acts of kindness
[b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Planner
[b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Patient
[b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Charming
[/blockquote][/td][td style="padding:3px;"][b]» NEGATIVE TRAITS:[/b][blockquote][b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Possessive
[b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Spiteful
[b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Arrogant
[b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Can and will hyperfixate

[/blockquote][/td][/tr][tr][td style="padding:3px;"][b]»LIKES:[/b][blockquote][b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Reading
[b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Flirting
[b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Singing
[b][font color="1A7E4C"]✔[/font][/b] Old-Fashioned Music
[/blockquote][/td][td style="padding:3px;"][b]»DISLIKES:[/b][blockquote][b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Hero Students
[b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Kink in her plans
[b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Those willing to abuse her skills

[b][font color="c93232"]✘[/font][/b] Any superiority complex

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Rhea is a young, attractive, and talented woman that has set herself on a single goal in life: to bring justice to those who have wronged her. Her intricate and demented mind is the type of thing one would normally find within a mental institute, hence the society mask she wears the vast majority of the time. On the surface she is a hard worker, someone with dreams of one day becoming a singer like her late mother and does everything in her power to help her aging father, who was crippled in an accident many years ago. Bright, charming, and full of energy, she will do whatever she can to get a smile out of those around her.



This feeds into her ulterior motive, however. While her mask is thick, if any were to chisel their way through it (or just catch her with her mask off) will find a woman with ambition, one that is not afraid to do anything to achieve her goals.



[div][attr="class","body"][div][attr="class","header2"]APPEARANCE[/div]

[b]» HEIGHT:[/b] 5'7"
[b]» WEIGHT:[/b] 119 lbs.
[b]» EYE COLOR:[/b] Hazel
[b]» HAIR COLOR:[/b] Blonde
[b]» SKIN COLOR:[/b] Tanned
[b]» FACE CLAIM SOURCES:[/b] [a href="https://twitter.com/tozsta"]Toast [/a]/ [a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Ku-matcha/"]u/Ku-matcha[/a]


Rhea is decently tall with tanned skin, blonde headed with long hair. She has a slim build, though has some definition due to her taking care of herself. Although her appearance is mostly human, she does have certain attributes similar to that of a snake; she has a pair of fangs nestled in her mouth, her tongue is long and forked, her pupils are slits instead of circles, and along her shoulders she has a set of golden scales. She can normally be found wearing skirts and sundresses, normally bright and flamboyant colors; whenever she is up to no good, however, she dons dark clothing that can be easily disposed of. Of course, being somewhat vain she still tries to find pieces that are both practical and accent her figure.



[div][attr="class","body"][div][attr="class","header2"]HISTORY[/div]

[a href="https://thefightforpeace.proboards.com/thread/6247/rhea-harker-dream-little-me?page=1&scrollTo=47380"]The Spine of the World[/a]



Rhea's life began with a simpler time. Both of her parents originated within the state of Israel, meeting through a shared acquaintance and doing what young couples do: going on dates, finding all the wrong buttons to press, getting married regardless due to one mistake and generally trying to make the best of life. Her mother, Shyra, was an aspiring artist with a penchant for singing, while her father, Tomas, was a mechanic. Needless to say the going was rough, but the young family made things work. The Harkers ended up traveling frequently, predominantly within the country though occasionally to the surrounding regions. When Rhea was six Shyra had caught a break; she was signed on to an international record label that allowed the struggling family to live more comfortably and to travel more frequently. Obviously the sheltered Rhea was enthusiastic about this, and soon she saw places in the world she had only dreamed of: London, New Delhi, Paris, Boston, Buenos Aries...despite not knowing much about any of these places, she was captivated by such wonders and peoples that it made her head spin.



The family traveled around the world like this for a year, Shyra performing in major cities all over the world and making a name for herself: The Desert Rose. Things were progressing so well that Tomas decided to go into early retirement to help take care of Rhea and to support Shyra any way he could. Despite this, the marriage was strained, and this was compounded with a few minor inconveniences upon arriving in Tokyo. This resulted in an argument at the airport that spilled into the car ride towards their hotel, where tragedy would strike.



During this fateful ride, a villain was fleeing capture from a hero and his student ward. The student, looking to prove themselves, fired a series of quills at the villain, two of which were reflected by the villain and into oncoming traffic. The first pierced the front passenger side wheel well, destroying the tire and causing Tomas to loose control of the vehicle; the second shot through the windshield on the passenger side, killing Shyra instantly.



The car veered uncontrollably, and through careful maneuvering crashed into a concrete barrier. Tomas received serious damage to his right leg, and Rhea got a few scratches along her arms.



In the weeks after the event, the record label made an effort to take the matter to court. While the student had their provisional license revoked, no serious consequences befell them or the hero in question. To top it off Tomas was permanently crippled, and with their savings almost all dried up both him and Rhea were trapped, strangers in a strange land.



[a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGMWL8cOeAU"]In Circles[/a]



While the label was not keen on giving much aid to the family, they at least helped them set up within Japan. Rhea by this point had witnessed her parents almost tear themselves apart on several occasions, and was now a witness in her own mother's death. While she was accustomed to not making friends and generally not lingering in one place for two long, the sheer amount of culture shock to her was a little too much to bear. Initially, she refused to even go to school, locking herself up in her room for days at a time. Eventually, she was coaxed out, strangely enough with a smile on her face. While many attempted to talk with her, try to talk with her about events that transpired, she merely shook her head and changed the subject.



It was at this point she took a major interest in reading and self-learning. While she was admitted into a school, she found that she hated the structure of the organization and how they taught classes. While her grades were barely passable within the classroom, she found ways to work around this through other interests, a pattern that would continue for many years to come.



Meanwhile, her father continued to struggle to provide a means for them to survive, bouncing around from job to job and barely be able to provide any valid income. It was by this point Rhea had discovered her quirk, and found that if she hit just the right pitch she could convince anyone to do anything she liked. Of course, it was not as clear cut as that and there were many growing pains involved, but she did catch on that most people that heard her reasoning took pity on her, chipping in a few yen here and there to help the family along.



As Rhea got older and things got harder, she took this a step further by teaching herself how to sing. Music was one of her better subjects in school, but she had been dismissed and put in a supportive role within the band due to her status as a foreigner. While some of the girls in the class got the spotlight, Rhea remained in the shadows learning and scheming from them and their mistakes. Supplementing this with old books from her mother, ones she insisted to her father she keep, she managed to find a style that she could use. Her busking had all but kept the household running.



Bullying was something that Rhea struggled with throughout her schooling in Japan, and this only intensified once she reached high school. While she managed to endure the brunt of it in middle school, she had managed to refine her talents and had built up a solid face of self-esteem. Her confidence was something that some of the other girls could not handle, however, and had singled Rhea out for this. This had awoken something new in Rhea, a blinding rage that she couldn't tolerate. She had a grit and a power that none of these girls could fathom. They didn't understand her or her struggles, only that she was better than them.



Behind her smile lay an intent that she had never felt before, one that would require meticulous planning.



Over their three years, Rhea had slowly worked the class behind the scenes against those who slighted her. At first, it was nothing serious; wedges between each of the girls to separate them from one another. Then she toyed with their love lives, their social images, and even set one of them up as a plagiarist. The coup d'eta, though, was when the ringleader of this group was found dead after she had jumped off a bridge into the river. While the authorities claimed suicide, several people claimed foul play. The only problem was there were no feasible suspects, and Rhea being the only one was seen busking earlier in the evening.



[a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9O2Rjn1azc"]"We All Become What Our Desires Demand of Us"[/a]

Just prior to graduation, Rhea managed to land a job as a waitress at a semi-respectable club called the Oasis Lounge, waiting tables and gaining the ability to sing on amateur nights. This was met with stiff resistance from her father, but considering he was in between jobs yet again he had no choice but to relent to Rhea's plan. Unfortunately for him, she had a much more sinister plan in motion.



The hero and the ward of her early days in Japan left an impression on her. One that reeked of corruption, posturing, and a general disregard of the lives of those seeking to exist. As such, she wanted to find a little payback for what was stolen from her, even if it was dysfunctional. She wanted to find the two that trapped her here, that forced her to fight and struggle. And she wanted to enact proper justice on them.



[div][attr="class","body"][div][attr="class","header2"]ITEMS[/div]

-Phone

-Old locket w/ a picture of her mother

-A scrap of white fabric

-Bobby pins, paper clips, and a small piece of bench scrap metal



[div][attr="class","body"][div][attr="class","header2"]QUIRK[/div]

[b]QUIRK NAME:[/b] Siren's Song
[b]QUIRK RANK:[/b] C+

[b]QUIRK TYPE:[/b] Mutation

[b]QUIRK DESCRIPTION:[/b] Rhea is capable of vibrating her vocal cords at a specific frequency to trigger an endorphin release within a person's brain. This release causes those who hear her to become mesmerized by her, allowing them to become more malleable to suggestions; this could also be amplified with speakers, but the rate of failure grows the further away the sound travels. This is possible due to a set of special barbs along her cords. She can trigger this through normal conversation, but because of the different pitches she has to achieve it is much easier to utilize through song.

[b]QUIRK DRAWBACKS:[/b] Due to the nature of her mutation, if Rhea does not properly lubricate her vocal cords they can end up sticking together, or worse becoming damaged. People with higher mental tolerances are also able to withstand the quirk. She also cannot affect anyone who cannot hear her, and if she cannot speak she cannot influence anyone; if her voice is muffled in any way, such as by noise-canceling headphones or through a door or wall, the effects of her quirk are drastically reduced (i.e., if someone is listening to her through a door, they might be affected to the extent of walking into the room, but only if their curiosity is sufficiently piqued; if they have somewhere to be, or have any other goal in mind, they can easily push that sensation aside and move on with their day).



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[/td][/tr][tr][td style="padding:5px;vertical-align:top;width:225px;"][b]» DEXTERITY (C+)[/b]

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The needle user was primed and ready to fight as Retsu got into range, but one thing that he didn't know (and really, no one on the scene was aware of) was the fact that she was welding a flashbang. As she circled the bouncer would move and adjust so she wouldn't get a flanking strike against him or anyone else, but the surprise definitely got all of them. Sure, it might not have been as potent as it should have been, but it was still a loud and bright object being flung at them.

Rhea was affected the most. Whatever this quirk stuff was, it enhanced her senses far more than normal. The blast would effectively incapacitate her, sending her to the ground. There would be nothing more she could say or do in this situation, and so with that she passed into unconsciousness, allowing Retsu to escape without any other incident.

0 Victims

It was a day similar to any other, but altogether different. It was similar in the fact that she had to work that evening, and she had decided from late morning to early afternoon she'd try her hand at busking again. The key difference, though was a message from Lilith to come by her place to try some things out. Immediately Rhea's first thought was, Oh no. She's going to have me try this streaming thing. Which...wouldn't be far off the mark. Lilith had been wanting Rhea to try it with her for a while now. And sure, there were other avenues to which she expanded her craft, but Rhea was skeptical. It was an area that she drew no knowledge of, which was funny since any young person knew about streaming. The vast majority of her time she spent doing other things, things she felt were more useful than the whole streaming thing.

But that was enough lamenting. It was going to happen sooner rather than later, so she cut her busking time short and made her way to Lilith's apartment, not even bothering to knock as she walked in. "I'm here," she called out, acting like she owned a stake of the place.

0 Victims

How tacky, she thinks, taking a few steps back as the woman dashed forward, springboarding off the dumpster lid and flying through the air. This was bad, especially since that weapon of hers looked like it could do some serious damage. There was little time to dodge, and even if she did there wasn't much she could do against the follow up. Her talents were to keep herself out of trouble, not blunder into them!

But maybe there was something she could do combat wise. She could drag the dumpster over in the first place...what stopped her from doing something to Retsu directly? She took in a breath, letting out her frustrations in a singular hiss as she reached out with her hand in a choking motion, intending to catch the woman mid-air in a hold. All her anger, her fear, everything that she was experiencing in the moment, focused on a single point.

And what was more surprising was it had an effect. Intoxicating, even. She held a life within her hands, unlimited power to do whatever she wanted with it. A wicked smile crossed her face, tightening her grip ever so slightly. "Your passion betrays you," she says, a small laugh leaving her. "You underestimate the power of the dark side. Now, die." She'd let her go just long enough to ball up that power in her other hand, pushing out in order to fling the woman as far back as possible. Whatever this was, this "awakening" she was experiencing, it felt good.

0 Victims

The ice in her tone was definitely noticeable, and it set Rhea on edge. It meant that her abilities were going to be difficult to use, and it was this very thing she was afraid of. It was why she phrased the question that she did. Unfortunately for her, she was still within stabbing distance.

Just play it cool, no need to panic, she told herself, giving Meliora the sweetest smile she had. "I have a few names, but I think given the circumstances the most fitting would be 'Siren'. I'm certain you can guess why." Rhea turned to look at the rest of those gathered, letting out a hum. "I don't get to use it too often. While I love the spotlight, I would rather be remembered for my voice than my acts."

0 Victims

Today was the absolute worst. To begin, she woke up with a splitting headache that no amount of water or pain medication could help her with. Her father was once again being absolutely awful, but strangely enough she didn't remember him saying a word. It was more the general energy he gave off...she'd have to look into why that was later. Granted, everything about the day was overbearing and just in general, strange. She decided against busking, though it was a little risky because of the bills coming up. Oh well, this was why she had multiple hiding places for savings so her father couldn't get a hold of them. They were for a rainy day, after all.

She considered calling out of work, but she knew if she did that then she'd be in the hole more than she'd like. While she had the opportunity to go up on stage, she for once allowed another girl to go in her place while she worked the floor. This was a bad idea because on top of her headache getting worse the girl insisted on staying out of key throughout the night. So much so that she had to leave the atmosphere in order to give herself a break.

The alleyway outside the establishment was leagues quieter, and let her settle her own thoughts. At least, so she thought; there were two people in the alleyway as she existed the door, but oddly enough she felt them before she laid eyes on either of them. Malice seemed to radiate from one, and the other fear. Types like these existed in the general area despite management's best efforts to keep anything conspicuous away, but thankfully she had a few tricks up her sleeves to keep anything from happening. "There is no need for bloodshed-" she went to engage her quirk, but the barbs on her vocal cords were gone. Well, not gone, per se, but...retracted? And yet she still felt her will reach out towards the two...this was strange. To make matters worse, it was halfhearted, so there was no telling if she'd have the desired affect she was looking for.

0 Victims