I created a character.

[hider=Lilah Harvey(Queen)]
Secret ID: Lilah Lynn Harvey
Alias: Queen(sometimes nicknamed Queenie)
Age: 18
Home Location: Gotham

Powers: Queen is accompanied by a pair of “spirits,” for lack of a better term, that are pretty much her only friends. The first spirit, which takes the form of a small finch, is Logic. Logic is the brains and beauty of the dual spirit action. Logic acts as a scout for Queen and can be seen by those who can see spirits. Logic’s connection to Queen replies on her right earbud. The second spirit, who takes the form of a fox, is simply known as Sly. Sly is the brawn and observation of the operation. Sly often behaves as a scout for Queen and he’s connected to the left earbud of the set. However, the price of having the help of two useful spirits is seeing spirits that are much less useful- such as vengeful dead, ancestors, etc. (If this doesn’t work as a power then I have a backup plan.)
Weaknesses: Queen’s power relies on a pair of uncharged and waterlogged earbuds. If she loses one of the earbuds, the other spirit becomes feral and does not behave as they are supposed to until the earbud is found. Continuing this, if she loses one of the earbuds(as per it’s not within two feet of her), she loses contact with the given spirit.

Equipment: Watch, switchblade, cane, single smartphone, small earbud case, pair of earbuds
Appearance:  Queen has long straight brown hair. She has sea blue eyes that always glitter with an old but still playful gleam. She has pale cream skin. She wears dark navy jeans, a light gray t-shirt, and a zippered darker gray sweatshirt that has the head of a fox embroidered by her left shoulder in black thread- a subtle nod to her friend Sly. The sweatshirt also has the wing of a finch embroidered by her right shoulder as a symbol of her connection with Logic. Or maybe she just likes animals and felt like putting them there, you know?

Personality: Cold, observant, reserved, driven, resourceful

BRIEF Bio: Lilah Harvey lived a mostly normal life if you counted out the left leg that was completely twisted at a forty-five-degree angle and three inches shorter than her right. She’d been tormented at school and dropped out of high school in her freshman year. She had no formal training, but she’d learned how to use her cane as a form of self-defense. For three years, Lilah lived alone since her parents kicked her out when she dropped out. She learned of their murder and she became distant from those around her. Her only goal is revenge, despite how harsh her parents were with her when they were alone. Well, revenge and making sure nobody else ends up the same way she did.
Notes: Queen’s cane came from a “local charity”; she purchased it for five dollars, but she finds it a useful addition to her form. - Despite the fact that Queen can’t exactly run, she can climb rather well and already chooses to stay above ground in the first place when she can. - Queen’s watch is a wildcard that has a few optional behaviors that I’d rather share/discuss with the GM if she’s accepted, but I can tell everybody that it mostly behaves as an “invisible fence” of sorts for Sly and Logic.
[hider=Sample Post]
Lilah Harvey, better known under the mask of this dark night as Queen, sat quietly on the dumpster in the alley. She was waiting for somebody, but the question was, who would show? She knew she had two options as to the answer of that question. [i]I’d prefer if it was the person I’m looking for, though I never got his name. I guess it’d be fine if my friends showed up, but they never show up on time.[/i] She thought, checking her watch before looking around once more. She knew her watch wasn’t going to tell her the correct time; it wasn’t a timepiece anyway. She remained otherwise motionless until she heard the sound of footsteps. She kept quiet, hand moving to her switchblade. [i]Pray I don’t need this useless thing.[/i] She turned as a voice startled her, despite having expected to hear a voice.

“[color=ed1c24]I’ve been looking for you, Queenie,[/color]” A male voice, to Queen’s disapproval.

“[color=f49ac2]And I for you,[/color]” Queen replied, trying to keep her voice from shaking. Whoever it was knew how much she hated being called ‘Queenie,’ so that wasn’t good, “[color=f49ac2]Our contact said you had information about…[/color]”

Queen’s hands shook, and she curled them around her cane and switchblade to hide it. The only reason she was perched on the dumpster was to hide the limp she’d been born with, which made her appear weaker than she was; she felt that weaker when it was seen too. [i]Coward, going after the one thing I hate equal to my freak-show leg.[/i] She thought as the source of the voice approached her. She knew he was studying her strangely twisted leg. Her navy sweatpants only half hid the mangled leg’s mishapen form, considering her ankle was almost completely on a fourty-five degree angle compared to a normal person’s, and was just above her right foot. One could only guess at how it had come around, but Queen knew the truth.

“[color=ed1c24]Your parents?[/color]” The man finished her sentence for her.

Queen nodded then froze. [i]How did he know they were mine!? I told my contact they were a friend’s! Shit. What else does he know about me…?[/i] She thought, starting to panic. She forced herself to calm down, at least on the outside. But her mind was racing. Her grip on the cane tightened. The fact that he knew about her dislike for the name Queenie was unerving enough as it was, but the knowledge about her parents was something she had never shared with anybody; she hadn’t even told her closest friends. Lately, rumor had it that the mysterious- though mysterious wasn’t a word she’d use to describe herself- girl behind Queen was some rich fancy girl just out of high school, and she’d let it stay that way.

“[color=a0410d]Lilaaah! Can I haunt him for a biiiit? He knows you to weeeell,[/color]” It was Sly’s whine that distracted Queen; his whine and his idiotic use of her secret name.

[b][color=f49ac2]Not now, Sly! I will case you if you distract me one more time![/color][/b] Queen had forgotten that her left earbud was still in her ear and not in the case. The man tilted his head but said nothing, indicating that he very easily could have heard Sly. Queen studied him. [i]Unerving is an understatement of him. He should just tell me what he knows and get on with it.[/i] She thought, trying not to shiver despite the warm summer air.

[u]TLDR: Queen met up with a contact of a contact to discuss her parents, and Sly wanted to haunt the contact. Needless to say, the meeting isn’t off to a great start.[/u]
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