Lady Destiny

Name: Lady Destiny

Age: As old as time itself.

Race: Impossible to say. She only looks human, but she’s something totally different.

Gender: Female

Height: 5 feet, 11 inches

Weight: 138lbs

Weapons: Her cards. They aren’t weapons by themselves, but they form weapons. Two main types, a short spear and a sword. When in use, they are thin, light, very sturdy and very sharp. The cards do not lose their colour or patterns when the weapons are formed and only take a second to make. The cards used to make them are random, and do not have any effects on the weapons themselves (in other words, the only things that aren’t normal about these weapons are the way they look).

Spear ~ It’s about three feet long, excluding the sharp tip. The cards are rolled up with their patterns outside and attached to the ends of each other to form the handle. The tip is made up of a few folded cards.

Sword ~ The blade is about two and a half feet long. The handle is made up of three cards, rolled up with patterns outside, attached end to end. The blade is made up of flat cards, once again, attached end to end, with the last card at the tip folded in a such a way to give the sword a ‘point’. The hand guard is four flat cards facing upward.

Armour: None

Strengths: She is very quick, strong (way above average human strength) and confident. She can unlock doors, chests, and similar items just by touching them and thinking about it. She can also use her cards as shields if need be. She is a very good liar, and can disguise herself easily by putting on another’s clothes no matter how big or small (even if the clothes is designed for a male person, her magic will make it fit as if it were made to fit her specifically). She is very curious about how things work, which could be a strength if she recalls what she learned in the time that it’s needed. She doesn’t give up that easily, even if she’s really out classed. Also, the Tarot cards she possesses have no limit. Destiny knows the name of everyone and everything, but she doesn’t know what they can do.

Weaknesses: Her confidence, coupled with her curiosity can get her into trouble. She’s very dependant on her cards so she’s almost entirely useless if you get her into unarmed combat. She doesn’t know very much about fighting styles or techniques. She just knows that she’s ‘good’ with her sword and spear. A person trained in fighting arts may easily over power her.

Magic/Skills:
~Sword and Lance. (Described in ‘Weapons’ section)

~Shield – She can spread her cards from either hand to form an instant shield to block an attack. The shield of cards is spread very much like the way that a dealer or a magician would rest the deck face down on the table, and spread all the cards in one swift movement. The only difference is that the cards won’t be facing downwards (like in a magician’s trick), they will be facing the attacker. The shields stop attacks in their tracks (magical or physical) and disintegrate afterwards. However, Destiny can use this little trick to her heart’s content.

~For a little fun, she can spread her cards about however she wanted, anywhere she wanted. There is no limit. For example, if she’s in a maze, she can leave cards floating behind her so that she could find her way back if she needed to. The cards in this state, however, are not as sturdy as when she uses them as a weapon or shield. They can be knocked aside with good enough force, or even be plucked out of the air by a curious someone.

~For a little more fun: any clothes that Destiny wears are instantly tailored by her magic to specifically suit her. The magic cleans the clothes as well and also sews up any tears.

~Flipping the Houglass - This is the magic/skill that she has the least control over and it only happens when it is needed (ie, when she's killed or receives a fatal injury). Time stops when she has 'died' and rewinds to either a few minutes or a few hours or days before it happened (depending on which choice led her where). She will still have all the knowledge she had gained right up until the time of 'death' so she'll be able to make different choices now, hopefully avoiding her death.

~Double Layer Limit (Skill) – This is Destiny’s ace in the hole if she’s caught off-guard in unarmed combat. She can only do this with her right hand, as she thinks her left hand won’t be able to execute it fast enough. Everything has a resistance. When attacked normally, an object’s resistance reacts so that it counters the attack, so most of the energy used to attack is wasted. However, if a second attack came instantly after the first, that resistance would be broken and the object would receive the full force of the attack. What this skill is, is a punch divided into two parts. The first strike is made with the tips of the fingers bent inward, so that the tips of each finger touch the base of each finger. The second strike is delivered by the knuckle within 1/10 of a second after the initial strike, thus piercing the object’s resistance. It is strong enough to disintegrate rocks, or leave an average person unconscious.

Appearance

Personality: She’s quiet, very quiet. It’s very hard to get something out of her. Usually, she’ll only open up if she asks a question about something she doesn’t understand. She is curious, often venturing off on her own to places that people don’t normally go (she wants to know why people don’t normally go there :P ). Destiny is very confident. Sometimes she’ll get into a fight even though she knows she may not win. But she’ll never get into a fight that she knows she cannot win. She has faith in her abilities, but almost always does not trust in the ability of others. She is afraid to trust others, actually, mostly because she doesn’t know what they can do or if they’re intending to hurt her. Friends are a rarity for her. Destiny is bisexual. She *is* destiny, which means she's not going to bother if it's a guy or a girl she falls in love with.

Themesong(s): YouTube - Switchfoot - Dare You To Move

Biography:
(Written in first person)

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”I was never conceived. Never born. Never had a being to call a mother nor something to call a father. My siblings and I have no idea of how we came to be. All we know, is that, when we began, everything began.

My brother is Time. The Universe, my sister. And I, I am Destiny, the path that lays before every single thing that the Universe contains. Time pushes these beings along the set paths until they can no longer walk them. As Destiny, it is part of my occupation to see that these beings do not stray from their paths as Time moves on.

Time did its job; the Universe created the heavenly bodies that you see when you look up at the night sky. Everything and everything upon them were our children. We watched over them. It was all working perfectly, despite the complexities. Until one day, all of our attention was drawn to a small, but thriving planet called Earth.

Before us, there lay a baby boy and a baby girl. Their paths were not set and could not be set. I tried, over and over again, while my brother became furious, panicking because of this event. This had never happened before. Time demanded an explanation that Destiny could not have given. This went on for years. My sister kept watch over everything, while my brother became enveloped in blaming me for something this extraordinary.

The boy and the girl grew. Until one night, the girl did not come back home, the boy went looking for her. When he finally found her, she embraced him and then he disappeared off the face of the Earth. We located him hours later, in cold snow, miles away from where he had disappeared. After a moment, the girl appeared, he attacked her. My brother faltered, the flow of time stopped around them both. Soon after, the boy left. The girl awoke from the dead and wandered away, seemingly lost in the world.

You already know their stories.

This is my own.”


My brother had tried to restart their clocks, but time around them refused to move. They became like some of the other mortals, their clocks stopped, but they continued to walk the Earth. But those were expected, the paths for them were already written and they moved along them without question. This was the second abnormality and my brother’s last nerve. Again, he blamed me for this. Things got worse when my sister, who normally stayed away from arguing, sided with him. They wanted me to be punished for not being able to perform my job. I felt they wanted to replace me.

I could not speak against them, because it all happened too fast. My powers began diminishing. My punishment? Walk among the beings of this Earth and find the boy and the girl. As their clocks had both stopped and they were still alive, they would not die so easily. My new job was to find them both, follow them and if they get into a situation where they should have died, finish them off. Initially, I was given a century to do this, but each time I let an opportunity slip by, a thousand years would be added to my ‘sentence’.

My brother and sister disguised me as a falling star and sent me spiraling downwards. I don’t know how long I remained like that, months, possibly years. I was in a sleeping state all through the trip, but I heard all of the wishes directed towards me. The last one that I heard before I hit the ground stayed with me all these years.

”Hey…A falling star…”

A young girl’s voice.

”Hm?”

”Don’t just stand there gawking, Rain! Make a wish before it goes away.”

I wish…that…my sister was here…and all three of us would be like this. Together…like a real family.

The girl’s voice was soft. It wasn’t the boy’s sister at all.

I didn’t know when I had landed. I awoke, but couldn’t move for a while. Fingers and toes and skin and eyes. The ability to touch and feel the dew covered grass and cold dirt. These were all new to me. It took me a while before I could have stood up, even then I could not walk properly. For a few moments, I was content with crawling around on all fours. I felt a cold wind sweep over me. Every inch of my body tingled. That was when I realized I was naked. This was the first time I ever felt embarrassed, although, there was no one there and the night was pitch black.

During my embarrassment ‘phase’, I unknowingly took a few steps forward. I smiled to myself. Getting the hang of my limbs was tough, but I was getting there. Soon after, I could have run in circles without falling flat on my face. Realizing that I could move about how I want now, I began walking toward almost any sound I heard, hoping this would lead me somewhere…anywhere.

By morning, I found myself just on the outskirts of a small town. Still naked, I ran towards the back of a large building and pressed my back against the boards, breathing heavily, a little nervous about interacting with beings that I’ve only watched before.

There was a door to my right, it was opened slightly. There were scratches all over it. Long, deep, menacing scratches. The door creaked when I pressed my hand against it. I looked inside. It was a tavern, but it looked as if the owners didn’t open the place yet. There were still chairs overturned on the tables, some of these were knocked over, some were broken and packed in a corner. There was a staircase to the left of the bar, supposedly leading towards rooms that patrons paid to stay in overnight, or for however long they wanted to stay.

I took this opportunity to enter and creep up the stairs. There was no one in the hallway at the top. The only odd thing was a door that was slightly cracked open. This door had similar scratches as the one from down stairs, only, they went straight through the door: the room inside was visible through them. I entered this room, immediately facing the large broken window which was opposite the entrance. The moment the door clicked behind me, I heard footsteps from outside it.

Leaning on the frame, I looked through one of the cuts in the door. There was nothing to be seen, only voices to be heard. There were two of them, a man and a woman.

”When are you going to fix those two doors and the window? It’s been months!”

She sounded angry enough, but the man just chuckled. The woman scowled and entered the room next door. I heard her moving around inside, then I heard her door click. She walked right past the room with the scratched door, the man following behind her. I watched their shadows move down the stairs from the room. As soon as they were gone, I moved towards the door to the lady’s room. I put my hand on the doorknob, only to realize that she had locked the door. At that instant, the feeling in my hand began to vanish rapidly. It was numb for less than a second, the lock on the door clicked and the door slowly creaked opened. I was taken aback at first, until I realized that the room was empty.

In no time at all, I was upon the wardrobe, fishing out suits of clothes. I came upon this one, the one that I wear now. When I put it on, it was bigger than me. I decided it was better than anything. For a split second my whole body went numb, then I noticed the clothes that were to big for me, fit me perfectly. No, my body hadn’t grown to fit, the clothes had shrunk to fit me!

For a while, I sat on the bed and tugged curiously at my clothes. I took off my gloves, but they did not revert to their normal sizes. After I put them back on, I stared at my hands. What had made the door unlock before? What made the clothes shrink to fit me? I was bewildered. I turned over both my hands and stared at my palms. My right palm started to itch, a small card slowly rose up, out of my right palm. My left hand experienced the same thing less than a second afterwards. One card from each palm. Both were Tarot cards. Their patterned sides were facing upwards, so I didn’t know what was on them, until they flipped over. On my right hand, was the card of the World. On my left, the card of La Mort, or Death. I blinked, and they disintegrated.

I blinked again, but this time, when I opened my eyes, a flurry of cards floated out of my palms. I stood up, alarmed. This was the first time I ever panicked. The cards weren’t stopping and I didn’t know how to stop them. At the time, I didn’t even know if I wanted to stop them. It only took me a few seconds to realize that they were forming a sphere around me. There were no set patterns in the way the cards were arranged, only their movements formed a pattern. The top row was moving clockwise, the row of cards below that one moved counterclockwise, while the row underneath that one moved in the same direction as the top.

In the middle of the sphere, there were a few cards lined up vertically. Below, the Devil and La Mort cards were side by side. In the exact middle of the sphere, the World card was in the middle of two Knight cards. All three were in the middle of two Star cards. Above them, near the top, the last card floated. The card that represented the Judgement.

I knew what those two Knight and Star cards meant. From that moment, I refused to hunt the two I was sent for. I felt it in my heart that my brother had started piling on the years. He took over my job, but he knows he can never fully replace me.

These cards were the future, the representation of things to come. Originally, I believed that all things that exist will be forced into extinction. The end of life is death. But that belief waned when I watched the two children with no paths set before them. I did not know what it meant, neither did my brother, which was probably what hurt him the most.

The future is not set in stone.

Nice. *Approvedeth*