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PLAY BY: Felicia Day.Lily Adliane Abernathy
NICKNAME(S): Lil bit ( no one but her mother may call her that or she will pop you in the face ) fox face , lovely ,
AGE: YOU NEVER ASK A LADY THAT! Erm … 27….
APPEARANCE AGE: 26.99
DATE OF BIRTH: 03/21/1986
DATE OF CHANGE: 03/21/1986 ( I was born this way baby )
BIRTHPLACE: Guadaulpe, Ca ( Born on the kitchen floor for the win )
HOMETOWN: Guadaulpe Ca
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Los Vegas Nv
SPECIES: Shapeshifter
DIET: Meat, erm doughnuts , cake , salad …. Sometimes a rabbit or three…. Don’t judge
MAIN ANIMAL: Fennec fox
AFFILIATION: n/a
OCCUPATION: I own a bakery , wanna cookie ?
HEIGHT: 5’7 5’9 in heels , 41 cm tall as a fox
WEIGHT: really ? uhh 110 1.5 as a fox
HAIR: I keep my hair just below my shoulder blades and it is dark red
EYES: Pale green
SCARS/MARKS: Let’s see …. I have a few very faint scars around my left eye thanks to a load of bird shot to the face it also cost me my eye ( I had it replaced with a glass one you can barely tell the difference , I have small scars on my back I fell out of a tall tree and landed in a rose bush not my most graceful moment .
PERSONAL STYLE: people call it nerd chic , I call it rolling out of bed doing the sniff test and dressing in it if it does not smell so bad . I tend to go for t shirts , jeans , boots when I am working keeping my hair tied back in leather string ( it is also good to chew on when you want to smoke trust me on this ) I also have my glasses I am blind without them.
Out of work well that’s different , if I am going home to be with my loved ones betty and Martha my gold fish yeah I am pretty much wearing a big t shirt and boy shorts.
Going out I do acutely own a dress and it is a pretty dress dam it , going out I tend to wear girly dresses , I mean nothing to bad silk black , high heals da works I may even get crazy and put on make up .
SPECIES APPEARANCE: As a fenic I am about the sive of a small house cat , desert brown fur and bright green eyes , a long bushy tail with a white tip
ABILITY: N/A
MAGI ABILITY: N/A
First Specialty: N/A
Second Specialty:N/A
LIKES: Baked goods making them and eating them , Running in human and fox form , singing when no one is around , and dancing like a goof. Reading books, and listening to local talent play in her coffee / bake shop . helping out not only her people , but trying to help out other species as well .
And while she does not show it often she likes pretty things, dresses, cars, the finer things in life but she hates showing off her greedier side
DISLIKES: Lily dislike people who hate for no reason , people who waste food , who talk in the movies . Lily honestly cannot stand people who flaunt what they have while ignoring the have not’s. she also hates when people snore
STRENGTHS: She is smart , due to daily work outs she is in good shape and working in a bakery she has some nice muscle mass from lunging around baking trays ( She can totally open her own jars now ) . Lily is not stupid , nor is she a genus but she is smart enough to know when someone is playing her
WEAKNESSES: Helping people , Lily tends to always want to help those people who seem to be in trouble weather it be money, food , or fighting there battles .
A good cup of coffee on a cold morning , no coffee no worky .
Hurt Animals weather it is the close link she shares with them or her otherwise kind nature seeing a hurt animal tugs at her heart stirrings enough that she has to help them .
HABITS/QUIRKS: I am a talker , I tend to yammer on when I am nerves , excited , what ever
Giving up smoking has made me chew on things, pen’s leather cord, cookies when I need a smoke I chew, it is annoying but hey .
When I am scared I count things , door’s , nail’s whatever it is a way to cope don’t judge .
I have a very minor ocd I check locks every night at least three times to make sure there locked windows as well …
FEARS: Death before my time .
I hate the Darkness , bad things hide in the dark , they hide to attack you , to take away the things you love . They hide to make your life hell…
Clowns…. They just freak me the hell out ok ?
SECRETS: I blame myself for getting my family killed …. I a have means to live a comfy life but hate myself for it , I like the feeling of other peoples blood on my hands and it disgusts me … and turns me on .
GOALS: I want to be happy, I want to find a mate who loves me , I want to cut down ever son of a B**** that hurt my family and I want the last thing they see in there life is to me with a butchers knife with a large smile on my face… I mean …. Hell
FATHER: Robert Abernathy Dead
MOTHER: Iris Abernathy Dead
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER FAMILY: None
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: Alicia Abernathy …. My wife , mate whatever my missing soul peace ,dead ….
OVERALL PERSONALITY:On the outside I am a bright happy , giddy , nerd girl , really shy to new people and Motherly to those who need it .
Growing up I was told to be nice , nice makes you friends , friends help you hind in a group of people . and by being happy you can attack people . it is something I still keep in mind old habits and what not , and besides it easier to be happy than sad, epically when you take instant happy from a pill bottle every day .
I will admit fully that when I get something right or earn enough money to donate to local charities , or even when a pretty girl tells me I am pretty I can get giddy . it is such a nice feeling to experience and I will go out of my way to have my natural high by pushing my self further and further into greatness….
I like to look at myself as a motherly type . I enjoy helping people ,and pampering my regulars and donating the left overs to a local homeless shelter it serves as another reason happy people talk , and they tend to tell me the rumor’s or the cops with there you will never believe what I heard story’s . a rumor source keeps me alive as much as the 12 gage under the counter will…
I am not all Suzie sun shine, I have a darkness I keep at bay through sheer will alone. I am ruthless , violent , I enjoy seeing my foe lay broken and hearing the cries of their woman , wait that Conan …. But I do enjoy seeing my foe laying broken where the only merciful thing to do is finish them off .. .I tend to walk away ….
When my family was taken away from me the part of me that was incent was stolen away and I discovered I had a ruthless streak in me , one of the attackers was near death laying on my family’s land … I brought him into my home , into my bed room the one me and Alicia shared . nursed him back to health Chained to my bed of course …. When he was well enough to talk I began torturing him slowly pulling her teeth one by one , he told me secrets , where he had hidden money, the people he had killed the people he hurt and where I could find the men responsible for the attack the last thing he felt before he shuffled off the mortal coil is me cutting his belly open and the sweet sting of molten silver incasing his insides …. Mom always said I would never use grandmothers silver heh… (More of the story in history )
I can be violen , it is not something I truly enjoy , but if someone has wronged me a crow bar up side the head makes me feel oh so happy. I don’t like bully’s and better yet I hate supernatural bully’s more they inflect pain on us “weaker” species I like to give back as often as I can .
Over all I try to balance the light and darkness. never more one or the other . I try to keep the outside up as a decoy for what I truly feel …. Most of the time it works .
Growing up I was told to be nice , nice makes you friends , friends help you hind in a group of people . and by being happy you can attack people . it is something I still keep in mind old habits and what not , and besides it easier to be happy than sad, epically when you take instant happy from a pill bottle every day .
I will admit fully that when I get something right or earn enough money to donate to local charities , or even when a pretty girl tells me I am pretty I can get giddy . it is such a nice feeling to experience and I will go out of my way to have my natural high by pushing my self further and further into greatness….
I like to look at myself as a motherly type . I enjoy helping people ,and pampering my regulars and donating the left overs to a local homeless shelter it serves as another reason happy people talk , and they tend to tell me the rumor’s or the cops with there you will never believe what I heard story’s . a rumor source keeps me alive as much as the 12 gage under the counter will…
I am not all Suzie sun shine, I have a darkness I keep at bay through sheer will alone. I am ruthless , violent , I enjoy seeing my foe lay broken and hearing the cries of their woman , wait that Conan …. But I do enjoy seeing my foe laying broken where the only merciful thing to do is finish them off .. .I tend to walk away ….
When my family was taken away from me the part of me that was incent was stolen away and I discovered I had a ruthless streak in me , one of the attackers was near death laying on my family’s land … I brought him into my home , into my bed room the one me and Alicia shared . nursed him back to health Chained to my bed of course …. When he was well enough to talk I began torturing him slowly pulling her teeth one by one , he told me secrets , where he had hidden money, the people he had killed the people he hurt and where I could find the men responsible for the attack the last thing he felt before he shuffled off the mortal coil is me cutting his belly open and the sweet sting of molten silver incasing his insides …. Mom always said I would never use grandmothers silver heh… (More of the story in history )
I can be violen , it is not something I truly enjoy , but if someone has wronged me a crow bar up side the head makes me feel oh so happy. I don’t like bully’s and better yet I hate supernatural bully’s more they inflect pain on us “weaker” species I like to give back as often as I can .
Over all I try to balance the light and darkness. never more one or the other . I try to keep the outside up as a decoy for what I truly feel …. Most of the time it works .
HISTORY:
My story is my own , my story does not have a happy ending or a lesion other than two wrongs don’t make a right but it makes you feel better in the short term…
I was born in a small town called Guadaulpe the only child of Iris and Robert Abernathy . two of the most wonderful people you could hope to know , my father owned a bakery and mom was a school teacher, just a slice of the American dream right ? well my folks were shifters , my mother always took the form of a owl , and father was a fox as well . They had met by chance truth be told they were hunting the same mouse and well kind knows kind. I was told that there court ship lasted a week and I was born with in their first year .
Growing up I never wanted for nothing , I spent my early years with father “helping “ him bake by playing with little balls of dough , or going to school with mom , we tried to be normal to stay under the radar , when we went on family run’s (mom would be a cat tough she hated being on the ground ) we would go a county over . growing up the family montra was we don’t change in the open , even if it was fun to be a fox . I remember the extra school work they gave me on top of what the state run school did . how to shift , how to live among animal and man , and how to run if needed , they taught me of the other races , the cruel vampire , and ruthless were wolf , the magi and the human , and how we do not play with any of the others save magi but even than we never take things from them without reading the fine print . I thought these things were true …. Thing’s changed when I went to high school.
Her name was Alicia Anderson , new girl in the class , pale skin blue eyes and a smile that could brake a heart if you looked into them long enough , I was 16 out to my parents and well they did not like it but they accepted me . Alicia had a scent to here one I never smelled and well I guess I had my own we were honest with each other and she told me she had no beef with my people and well I had to agree I mean she was my first experience with a were plus she was hot .
I remembering being 16 and in love , we would do the normal amount of sneaking around , movies , putt putt . running in the woods ( as humans or on four feet) I loved her …. Her family on the other hand did not care for shifter scum and my folks hated were’s , well were afraid of them , I wish I could tell you my mother met Alicia the old fashioned happy mom this is my girlfriend way instead of hey my house is empty lets go suck face …. Yeah she went through the stages pretty fast . the girlfriend went over ok , the fact we were on the kitchen table sucking face oddly ok …. Tough she said I reminded her of my father and her and yeah I kinda wanted to torch that table after that .
The fact that Alicia was a were did not go over well with the parents , they forbid me from seeing her and I went ahead and saw her any way , and things remained like that for two years until we were 18. See Ali’s father was the local mussel for there pack , and Alicia of corset ought he was going to be ok with us …. We went to her home and I have to admit I still was thinking trailer park not the mansion she lead me to the back of the mansion to the pool house where she lived and I waited for what seemed like forever . in truth Ali had gone out to find daddy who in turn grabbed his shot gun , I heard her pleading and before I could run he was upon me , my filthy blood as he called it had no right to court his daughter , he raised the gun and shot. Ali managed to push me enough that only a small portion of my face was hit my left eye was destroyed and my face peppered with bird shot , for her trouble Ali lost her right eye and her father dumb struck told us to leave and never come back.
After what she did Ali was welcomed into our home , mother called in a favor to a healer and well our faces were healed as much as they cold and we found replacement glass eyes ( ebay for the win people )
That summer at the end of school we were hand fasted . I had never been so happy in my life , and for a summer we lived in our own little cabin on my folks land and were happy.
Was it fate that I had to go up the coast to go to my friend’s wedding alone leaving a sick Alicia in bed . or the universes idea of a joke . but I went , I danced and laughed and showed off my wedding ring to any one who would see . and wished the happy couple as much love as I could muster .
I should have stayed , should have died with them . Driving through town I should have noticed something was not siting right , I was at ease until I passed my father’s bakery it was on fire …. Well the fire fighters were trying to put it out but yeah. Driving home I found something that I still have nightmares about my mother nailed to a tree…. Well what was left of her … I was in shock I ran into the house I was raised in and found it trashed my father lay near the back door headed towards our cabin axe in hand . Dam it is all I could think The cabin looked peaceful from the outside , it was clean tidy and I hoped to the goddess it would be like that inside , and it was , not a book out of place , not a drop of mud any were I went up the stairs and My Alicia …. My wife, friend, mate. The only woman I ever loved was tucked into bed eye closed and half her face missing . They killed her in her sleep and cleaned up after ….
The attack did leave a gift . my father managed to wound a were wolf pretty bad , I dragged him home chained him up in the bed I shared with my wife , and then set about the work of burying the dead on the hill where we as a family would go and sit and talk, dream and laugh . I called the police and in the end it was ruled a animal attack with two missing people, we have bears out here so yeah … Alicia I just lied and told the police we had fought and she went to visit her father. who was I to ever lie ?
I will not repeat what I did to that poor man but he talked , and he sang , and then died most painful. But I got the location of Ali’s father and oh my heart sang….
I tracked her father to a home up the coast , he was hiding alone and even opened the door when I knocked , he never saw the gun that took his knee caps off , he died begging for his life , claiming he was following orders . and his last words in this world were of forgiveness I denied.
My world was gone . wife , parents …. In one day I lost my self. I burnt my home to the ground until nothing remained and sold the land that was left to me , I also collected insurance from my father’s store , and my parents life insurance , Alicia’s to . I was now well rich in money if nothing else.
I spent four years walking the world finding a purpose , I settled in France went to cooking school , I danced in vampire clubs , and drank with magi , I found myself in a loaf pan , and protecting people from bully’s , I also still wondered who the Alpha of my wife’s pack was I owed him a bullet , but for a time I was content in France and finally decided to head back to America . I have settled in Vegas. I will open a bakery like my father and try to live my life until the day comes that I find the Alpha and end his life …. Than at that day I will die to….
My story is my own , my story does not have a happy ending or a lesion other than two wrongs don’t make a right but it makes you feel better in the short term…
I was born in a small town called Guadaulpe the only child of Iris and Robert Abernathy . two of the most wonderful people you could hope to know , my father owned a bakery and mom was a school teacher, just a slice of the American dream right ? well my folks were shifters , my mother always took the form of a owl , and father was a fox as well . They had met by chance truth be told they were hunting the same mouse and well kind knows kind. I was told that there court ship lasted a week and I was born with in their first year .
Growing up I never wanted for nothing , I spent my early years with father “helping “ him bake by playing with little balls of dough , or going to school with mom , we tried to be normal to stay under the radar , when we went on family run’s (mom would be a cat tough she hated being on the ground ) we would go a county over . growing up the family montra was we don’t change in the open , even if it was fun to be a fox . I remember the extra school work they gave me on top of what the state run school did . how to shift , how to live among animal and man , and how to run if needed , they taught me of the other races , the cruel vampire , and ruthless were wolf , the magi and the human , and how we do not play with any of the others save magi but even than we never take things from them without reading the fine print . I thought these things were true …. Thing’s changed when I went to high school.
Her name was Alicia Anderson , new girl in the class , pale skin blue eyes and a smile that could brake a heart if you looked into them long enough , I was 16 out to my parents and well they did not like it but they accepted me . Alicia had a scent to here one I never smelled and well I guess I had my own we were honest with each other and she told me she had no beef with my people and well I had to agree I mean she was my first experience with a were plus she was hot .
I remembering being 16 and in love , we would do the normal amount of sneaking around , movies , putt putt . running in the woods ( as humans or on four feet) I loved her …. Her family on the other hand did not care for shifter scum and my folks hated were’s , well were afraid of them , I wish I could tell you my mother met Alicia the old fashioned happy mom this is my girlfriend way instead of hey my house is empty lets go suck face …. Yeah she went through the stages pretty fast . the girlfriend went over ok , the fact we were on the kitchen table sucking face oddly ok …. Tough she said I reminded her of my father and her and yeah I kinda wanted to torch that table after that .
The fact that Alicia was a were did not go over well with the parents , they forbid me from seeing her and I went ahead and saw her any way , and things remained like that for two years until we were 18. See Ali’s father was the local mussel for there pack , and Alicia of corset ought he was going to be ok with us …. We went to her home and I have to admit I still was thinking trailer park not the mansion she lead me to the back of the mansion to the pool house where she lived and I waited for what seemed like forever . in truth Ali had gone out to find daddy who in turn grabbed his shot gun , I heard her pleading and before I could run he was upon me , my filthy blood as he called it had no right to court his daughter , he raised the gun and shot. Ali managed to push me enough that only a small portion of my face was hit my left eye was destroyed and my face peppered with bird shot , for her trouble Ali lost her right eye and her father dumb struck told us to leave and never come back.
After what she did Ali was welcomed into our home , mother called in a favor to a healer and well our faces were healed as much as they cold and we found replacement glass eyes ( ebay for the win people )
That summer at the end of school we were hand fasted . I had never been so happy in my life , and for a summer we lived in our own little cabin on my folks land and were happy.
Was it fate that I had to go up the coast to go to my friend’s wedding alone leaving a sick Alicia in bed . or the universes idea of a joke . but I went , I danced and laughed and showed off my wedding ring to any one who would see . and wished the happy couple as much love as I could muster .
I should have stayed , should have died with them . Driving through town I should have noticed something was not siting right , I was at ease until I passed my father’s bakery it was on fire …. Well the fire fighters were trying to put it out but yeah. Driving home I found something that I still have nightmares about my mother nailed to a tree…. Well what was left of her … I was in shock I ran into the house I was raised in and found it trashed my father lay near the back door headed towards our cabin axe in hand . Dam it is all I could think The cabin looked peaceful from the outside , it was clean tidy and I hoped to the goddess it would be like that inside , and it was , not a book out of place , not a drop of mud any were I went up the stairs and My Alicia …. My wife, friend, mate. The only woman I ever loved was tucked into bed eye closed and half her face missing . They killed her in her sleep and cleaned up after ….
The attack did leave a gift . my father managed to wound a were wolf pretty bad , I dragged him home chained him up in the bed I shared with my wife , and then set about the work of burying the dead on the hill where we as a family would go and sit and talk, dream and laugh . I called the police and in the end it was ruled a animal attack with two missing people, we have bears out here so yeah … Alicia I just lied and told the police we had fought and she went to visit her father. who was I to ever lie ?
I will not repeat what I did to that poor man but he talked , and he sang , and then died most painful. But I got the location of Ali’s father and oh my heart sang….
I tracked her father to a home up the coast , he was hiding alone and even opened the door when I knocked , he never saw the gun that took his knee caps off , he died begging for his life , claiming he was following orders . and his last words in this world were of forgiveness I denied.
My world was gone . wife , parents …. In one day I lost my self. I burnt my home to the ground until nothing remained and sold the land that was left to me , I also collected insurance from my father’s store , and my parents life insurance , Alicia’s to . I was now well rich in money if nothing else.
I spent four years walking the world finding a purpose , I settled in France went to cooking school , I danced in vampire clubs , and drank with magi , I found myself in a loaf pan , and protecting people from bully’s , I also still wondered who the Alpha of my wife’s pack was I owed him a bullet , but for a time I was content in France and finally decided to head back to America . I have settled in Vegas. I will open a bakery like my father and try to live my life until the day comes that I find the Alpha and end his life …. Than at that day I will die to….
ALIAS: Lily Flower
TIMEZONE: mountain
CONTACT: pm
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TIMEZONE: mountain
CONTACT: pm
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