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[center][h2]Estell[/h2]
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[color=aqua]Appearance[/color] - She stands at 4'11" and has an athletic build.  Her skin is the color of chocolaty caramel and her hair is long and quite thick.  She needs to tie it down otherwise she looks like a mop.  She has a peculiar quirk where colors in terms of her eyes  hair and even her clothes seem to have a luminscent sheen to them and take on a brighter pas-telly color.  These colors will actually change based upon the time of day, as if going through a hue slider.
[color=aqua]Age[/color] - 14
[color=aqua]Race[/color] - Fey
	The Fey are a race of creatures that come in a wide range of shapes and sizes.  Some have wings, others appear made of fire.  Regardless of looks, they exist on a plane of dreams that they themselves have some control over, forming substance and structure out of chaos.  Entire worlds were made of gossamer and civilization was at its peak, even reaching into other planes through the dreams of other races.
[color=aqua]Artifact[/color] - Her weapon strangely enough is a flashlight, but the light itself within is strange.  It feels quite solid when she swings it at something at close range and she can hold down the button to power it up and use it to blast others.  So far it is only as strong as a solid punch and doesnt do much against hard things like walls.
[color=aqua]Power[/color] - She can currently play with things like colors, changing one to another.  This will eventually evolve into abilities involving using the powers of light and hard light
[color=aqua]Partner[/color] - TBA
[color=aqua]Team Power[/color] - TBA
[color=aqua]Personality[/color] - Estell is a lonely girl.  She had witnessed her home and family gone in a blink of an eye and she has just fully recovered from her trauma, dedicated herself to preserving the memory of her people.  She tries to be brave, to be kind, but mainly she doesn't want to be a victim.  She doesn't want to stand idly by like she did two years ago when everything changed.  She's polite and well natured, but she has a spark of curiousity, ingenuity, and morality.  Perhaps seeing herself in those that are lost and abandoned, she won't turn her back on anyone else.  Shes still haunted and she's still scared.
[color=aqua]Dreams[/color] She wants out of the Sprawl, but she dreams of home... a new home, cause hers is gone.
[color=aqua]Backstory[/color] - Estell's realm is near impossible to describe using words alone.  It was a realm without limits, from the physical to the metaphysical.  Absolute chaos given structure, and here she had a family.  Mom, dad, older sister and a few pets here and there.  In this place without want, one had to make up their own desires and goals.  Sometimes Fey made things difficult just so they can feel that sense of accomplishment and following a routine, sometimes mirroring the family, the community, the hopes and dreams of ordinary life.
When possibility is available, paradoxically, there is an possibility where it isn't.  Infact, when anything is possible, there is a possibility that everything can be destroyed, falling into nothingness.  Estell was curious of the beings that dreamed.  She was able to enter one, the dream of a child somewhere in the infinite realms of space and time.  They played together, laughed happily when suddenly the dream became a nightmare.  A creature made of nothingness ate her home, taking gigantic chomps right out of the land itself, taking with it color, Fey, their futures.  Estell tried to return, tried to pull her family into the safe dream with her, but she wasn't strong enough.  She was useless in the endeavor, and in fact her presence caused her parents to falter in their own escape attempt.  Then the way closed behind her, and she blamed herself.
when the child awoke, Estell woke as well, a physical body in a pressuring stiffling reality not designed for her.  Her friend helped her, offering atleast a place to stay, but she was different from other children.  She was different in so many ways.  Always the outside, the weirdo, the freak.  She would go on long walks alone, trying to remember what she lost even as it drifted away from her mind with each passing day.

Then one night, she saw her pet.  It looked like a wisp, a cluster of pretty lights that beckoned her with its soft song.  She of course chased it, and ended up in the Sprawl. 
[color=aqua]Extras[/color] - N/A
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