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Overview/Timeline/History
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Before Haven:
Athelete. Pilot. Fighter. Philosopher. Victim. Bad girl. Child of the Infinite machine. Wife to Tragedy. Widow. Childless Mother. Insane. Hungry. Insane. Hateful.
Sprouting from Huntington, New York, Natalie F. Williams came from an overachieving family full of atheletes and military members. Everything was fine until her first run in with trouble - literally. It left her scarred, running until it caught up to her in Haven with all of her memories. Good and bad.
Since Arrival in Haven:
She knows why the wind sounds familiar, why the animals howl from the woods, why the floorboards creak, and why the shadows move. She also knows what that gun'll do if you give it to her.
What we know now: Since the lost and regaining of her memories, she's on a quest to recover and make herself whole with the augmentations provided in the duration of her military service. A project that involved several soldiers, shrouded by mystery but pursued by the hearts of the greedy and wicked. In the midst of this she suffers PTSD, slipping out of reality and sometimes into violent outbursts.
Since the Reboot: Being Tranquil affected her greatly and the brewing conflict within is seemingly going nowhere. She finds herself longing for that connection she had with Potter, even considering going back to the Orthodox Church she abandoned so young against the wishes of her Bulgarian grandmother. The need to believe in something other than the nightmarish world she lives in.
Now a super soldier fighting the cracks in her mind, the emotions, her lost of faith in everything around her, the dullness of the world in her mind, the notion of love and family, and herself. It's a losing fight and death is on the horizon.
Silent Haven: Insane. Unruly Bandit. Tease. Hungry. Adrenaline and drug junkie.
In that world of gray she wants to do nothing more but take, take, and take. It's filling a void she can't remember being there.
Haven High: Petty, mean, jealous, competitive, and prideful. The all-star athelete that tries so hard to be good.
Supernatural/Weirdness:
Now, now, that's a secret...
But what you'll find is that she tends to stare at things that aren't there or at certain people for too long. She sees something you probably can't.
She might be better, faster, stronger, and a proudly insane.
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Vitals
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| Gender
| Female
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| Birth Date
| September 24, 1990
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| Birth Place
| Huntington, New York
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| Faction
| The Temple
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| Associaton
| Unknown
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| Description
| a short woman with mocha-brown hair and hazy eyes
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Abilities
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Sensitive: That explosion near Elm Street rattled her mind and gave her nightmares. The ghost of a nightmarish world is clear to her now.
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RP Hooks
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Coming Undone: The tragedies that follow her like a shadow have warped her sense of reality, leaving her Undone and Insane.
Drugged: She fills in the cracks with drugs and tries hide it. The meltdowns are hidden in the darkness of her room with the mask off. At the most you'll see a joint.
Corrupt Worshipper: Since the Tranquility, Nat has found herself seeking God despite her pervious views. However, she uses religion as a way to justify her dark doings and desires. For God was never benevolent for creating something as cruel as the Devil.
Bad Luck: Mourning her heart three times, two children, a unit, and friends. No matter what she has and how she got it, she'll just lose it again.
Victim: The wolves, the vampires, the demons, and the sick have all taken a piece of her flesh and a piece of her mind.
Hoo-rah?: The flashes of clouds, blazing rifles, and explosions are familiar, but Frost would tell you why.
Frost: Core system recalibrating, all defense systems activated. Enemy spotted, all systems engage. The last daughter of the Infinite machine.
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Vices
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Greedy
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Lustful
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Wrathful
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Virtues
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Loyal
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Diligent
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Just
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Playlist
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Slept So Long - Jay Gordon
"Walking. Waiting.
Alone without a care, Hoping, and hating... Things that I can't bear, Did you think it's cool to walk right up, To take my life and fuck it up. Well did you? Well did you? I see hell in your eyes... Taken in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside"
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Lucretia My Reflection - Sisters of Mercy
"I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine"
To Blossom Blue - Lake of Tears
"I'm crying, I'm crying in ways of the nightbird.
No more is there one to lay by my side.
I'm straying, I'm straying in nightmares all the time.
A little something I know,
A little somewhere I go,
Reminds me of you.
To blossom blue is to blossom without you.
To blossom blue...
I'm breaking, I'm breaking but I cannot bear to.
I'm staring, I'm staring but I cannot see you.
For no more are you to lay by my side...
I'm weeping, I'm weeping no more then this second time."
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Running Up That Hill - Faith and The Muse (cover, original by Kate Bush)
"It doesn't hurt me
Do you wanna feel how it feels?
Do you wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you wanna hear about the deal that I'm making?
You
It's you and me
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill"
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