âWhen you're younger, you ask how. But as you grow older, you begin to ask: 'Why me'?"
Full Name:
Destiny Marie Locke
Nickname:
"No.. You don't even have the right to address me by my name."
Des ll Locke
Age:
16
Sign:
"I got the worse end of the deal: the split personality. Lovely isn't it?"
Gemini
Gender:
"Many have doubted this. I'm female, I assure you."
Female
Nationality:
English
Ethnicity
50% Japanese 50% English
Sexuality:
"You have eyes. Look past what they are to who they are."
Pansexual
Height:
5'5"
Weight:
112 lbs
Hair Color
Dark Brunette
Eye Color
Normal Color: A light brown that doesn't seem to hold much at all, simply a color that holds a sense of emptiness.
The Frightening Colors: Provoked, panicked, or when using her abilities, her eyes flash the color many cannot even begin to describe. The colors expand from a light pink from her pupils to a pale blue, darkening until the rims.
Scars/Distinct Markings
~A long jagged mark from the back of her neck to halfway down her back.~
~Several scars that looked as if they were self-inflicted down her right arm.~
A small tattoo of the sun and the moon on the center of her left wrist.
Zodiac Abilities:
â Replication -
"Every time... Every single time all I see is HER "
The most basic ability of a Gemini, Destiny holds the ability to make replications of herself, all as if they were made out of her reflection. However, they do not hold the same personality, many often breaking out of her own control. To her, it's a curse because every single replication reminds her of her twin sister and taunts her with memories of the past.
When the ability is activated, so does the colors in her eyes. Multiple replications can be made but the real body holds the chaotic eye color while the others own the dull brown and empty look. While the replications can be forced to disappear through vital blows, only the real body can actually sustain damage. However, whenever one replication disappears, the pain and memories the replication experienced is all reflected back on Destiny.
- Mimicking -
An ability to copy others, when unlocked, this ability allows Destiny to take on the form of others along with their voice. This ability can be used in different parts, for she can simply copy their voice. However, to take on others' form, she would have to have had physical contact with them within the past day and to take on their voice she would have had to hear their voice within the past day. Although she can take on their details, Destiny cannot take on their personality.
Main Zodiac Power: [Ying and Yang Manipulation]
[Will add more details when the basics are figured out.]
Zodiac Level:
Level 1
Personality:
{Rash ll Unstable ll Paranoid ll Cynical ll Realistic ll Volatile ll Defiant ll Guarded ll Curious ll Distant}
The traits of a Gemini were reflected literally in Destiny, forming the unstable and volatile nature of the girl after the death of her other half. The distant stare of the girl can easily morph into sudden fury at the slightest disturbance. It is as if her body holds two minds, clashing against each other by the second. Uncalled for laughter, sudden dazes, and unexpected fits of anger seemed to characterize Des whose usual guarded appearance do not hint at the unstable mind that lies below.
Her experiences brought her the gift of disillusionment, forcing her into the harsh reality that she sees with a cynical eye. Refusing to dwell in fantasies and hopes, her words are always sharp and honest, refusing to help others build their own illusions of a happy life. Her usual dazes are invoked by the need to escape from the cold reality she is forced to dwell in. Such provokes her paranoia, seen when even her own reflections bother her to no degree.
Although they were twins, she had always been the younger sister, the one that needed to be guarded and watched with close attention. A sense of childish curiosity overwhelmed Destiny, never passing up a chance for a new discovery. This seemingly paradoxical trait combines with her rashness and defiant personality to always pull her into trouble, never backing down from challenges that even seem to threaten her life. However, with the death of her sister, that particular trait got worse. It's as if Des no longer cared for anything and no barrier exists between her mind and her actions. Despising authority, she always seemed to go out of her way simply to show the others that she cannot be contained. The new-found freedom was nothing like she had expected.
Likes:
Rain ll Snow ll Classic Novels ll Libraries ll Swimming ll Solitude ll Sketching ll Black Lily ll Lavender ll Snakes ll Chocolate ll Winter ll Indoors ll Japanese Culture ll Tea ll Storms ll Earphones ll History
Dislikes:
Cars ll Summer ll Heat ll Loud Noises ll Doctors/Hospitals ll Mirrors/Reflective Surfaces ll Make-up ll Cats ll Brights Lights ll Coffee ll Mushrooms ll Drama ll Children ll School ll Perfume
Fears:
x Fear of Her Reflections x
Strange indeed, but even after years of living within her own body, she still gets the shudders every time she sees the reflection of herself staring back at her, whether reflected within mirrors, the surface of water, or those replications of her that continuously appear out of her control recently. They seemed to taunt her, especially those eyes that don't seem to belong to her, but rather to her sister. It's strangely haunting, and to her, it appears as if they're taunting her.
x Fear of Cars x
If Des could walk to her destination, she would. Avoiding all forms of transportation, even though she is truly only terrified of cars, she refuses to both drive or to be driven. The mere sight of cars reflects the scene of her sister's death in front of her eyes, sending chills down her spine.
x Fear of Doctors x
She cannot bear the thought of the place. The smell of chlorine, the sound of the faint beeping of the cardiac monitor, the people whose eyes seemed to taunt her through the white masks. No. The mere thought of her makes her nauseous, not to even mention stepping into such hospitals. To her, the walls of the hospitals appear to be splattered with blood, and the doctors' hands are covered in the exact scarlet red.
Talents:
o Swimming o
On the swimming team for years, Des has always taken an interest in swimming ever since the age of 6. The water becomes her sanctuary, and remaining under the surface helps her block out the world beyond. However, it has been a while since she has last entered the waters. Something about the reflection in the waters seemed to haunt her.
o Sketching o
Charcoal seems to come to life within her hands, a few strokes here and a few there, the exact replication in the dark colors of charcoal appears on the page. Except for the strange fact that she refuses with all her might to use colors, her pages forever in the shade of black and white.
o Knife Throwing o
A strange interest, but it developed from her liking of dart throwing. After a while, the young girl would take the kitchen knives, aiming it at the targets on her wall, which always seemed to frighten her parents.
Flaws:
= Mental Instability =
It all happened a year ago. Ever since one year ago, the seemingly random breakdowns started to appear. Strange fits of fury, the sudden shortness of breath, the seemingly haunting sound of laughter. The others knew exactly what happened a year ago, but no one mentions it. It's like losing a part of yourself, then attempting to gain it back, except, Des has already lost all hope in gaining that part back.
= Bitterness =
Always preferring solitude next to crowds, Des does not have the most sociable attitude. Excluding the unstable nature of her temper, her words are often sharp if not menacing, preferring intimidation as the way to shun the others and push them away from her.
= Rashness =
Des believes she can do anything and everything. If put up to a challenge, she would never back down, always out to prove that others should not underestimate her. Even when her life is put on the line, she refuses to back down. Besides, she has already seen herself die once. What is so fearful about death anymore?
Romantic Interest:
"If you're not joking, then you should turn around and run before you lose a limb some time soon."
Allies/Friends:
"Out. Of. My. Sight. NOW!"
Enemies:
"More than I could possibly care for."
Family:
{Faith Marie Locke}
Twin Sister. Deceased on November 10th, 2013
{Atticus Locke and Suzuki Saito}
Mother and Father. Deceased by Car Crash on February 28th, 2004
{Diana Locke}
Aunt. Current "guardian".
Bio:
"Do you have someone that you care for? One that you would devote everything to... Even your life?"
Destiny Marie Locke and Faith Marie Locke, born on June 1st, 1997 within the city of Tokyo, Japan. Their father, Atticus Locke, and mother, Suzuki Saito, were both doctors, one a surgeon and one a nurse, supporting the family on a particularly high income level. The twins were always on the quieter side, growing up with each other as company, barely ever endowed with the presence of their busy parents who spent more of their lives in the hospital than at home. Faith would always acting as the older sister, keeping her curious twin out of trouble, always standing up for the rash girl in the face of criticisms. It was needless to say that they were nothing without each other.
Perhaps that was the reason the two barely flinched when the news of their parents' car crash came, the young 6-year-olds simply staring with a confused gaze at the doctors that looked at the two with pity. Her sister reacted first, bursting into fits of sobs as Destiny kept the blank stare in her eyes. It was on that day that the two were sent into their aunt Diana's house in the states.
"Do you know what it feels to watch yourself die? It's as if a part of you dies with it. Tell me, what more do I have to fear?"
November 10th, 2013. She can still remember it as clear as day. "Des! Tell me, what can you gain by running away?" Her breathless sister pulled at her arm, the two nearly colliding toward the snow-covered ground. Time after time, Des refused to stay in their aunt's house, the woman never having much tolerance for the two new addition into the family. "What can I gain by staying in that hell hole? We're not kids anymore, Fay. There's no reason for us to stay in there!" The argument ensued, neither willing to back down under the flurries of snow that drifted from the sky. "Grow up! Des, I won't always be here to save you time and time a- DES!" A turn of her head was followed by the flash that blinded her senses, the blinding light was only dimmed slightly by the dark shadow that seemed to float toward the ground in a motion, as if time had slowed itself down. It took her several minutes to register the screaming, the yelling, and the hands pulling her to her feet. I... Fell? She didn't even realize that she was on the ground, a few feet from where she had just been standing. But what lies before her was the disturbing image of herself, lying in a pool of blood.
"Blood... All I remember was blood. My blood. She was my blood."
When did she end up at the hospital? She didn't know. But the faint beeping of the cardiac monitor was the only sound that rang in her ears. Then.. It was silent. The quietness was disturbed by a flurry of doctors. She had to laugh, truly laugh at their naivety. Her sister was dead, what was the use? "Fools..." Her laughter broke through the sudden flurry of activity as her legs carried her out of the room that smelled disturbingly of blood.
"What can you gain by running away?" Her eyes flitted up toward the figure that sat in front of her, the usual smirk on her face. "F-Fay?" "Grow up, Des." And the strange laughter rose out of her sister's throat. That's not Fay... She didn't know what it was, but the thing that stood in front of her was not her sister. She ran, but time after time, the replications of her followed. She never stopped running... Then the offer came. "About time." The image of her sister disappeared with the smile on her aunt's face. It was anything but sincere. And Des knew what was coming next.
"School... They're about to realize how big of a mistake it is to send me to school..."
Theme Song:
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"Jen is your best friend."
