Loreta, Jack of Hearts

[Kari Muffin]

ID: SD082
Name: Loreta
Suit: Hearts
Rank: Jack
Gender: Female
Animal: Bird (Heron)
Region: Torquehelm
Dealer: Kari Muffin
Mutations: No tail feathers (this does not affect her flight)

Notes: She now has a vice on his head as a binding. Her first binding on her leg was so tight, the darn thing rotted right off...
Notes: The strange leg attached itself to her as she slept, and now it's harder to take off than a normal leg. O__o She's found herself with the odd power of being able to remove her limbs at will, setting them aside with the exception of the foul new one and reattaching them at will...or in different places if she so desires...she could potentially do this to other people as well...

It does not hurt to do this, and the limbs reattach easily, no gaping wounds, the sockets simply covered with stretches of skin. If she did it to another person and just left them there, their limbs would find their way back on in twenty-four hours. <3

An odd side effect though...she will begin to hear a voice in her dreams...if she tries to ignore it, she won't make out the words...concentrating though...could have disastrous results.

Notes: Loreta is now missing her left eye, and now looks a stunning five years younger.

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Small Magic Spell: It can be used once and is a spell that removes a hangover from one's mind instantaneously.
Basic Magical Ability: She can ignore moderate amounts of pain for up to an hour.
Moderate Magical Ability: When activated, she gains an immediate proficiency with any weapon that he picks up. This can be activated and deactivated at will.
Strong Magical Ability: When activated, she can inflict mental pain on another card of any suit, once per day. The degree of pain is equivalent to that of a large blunt object raining blows on the opponent's head for a full minute, getting harder each time. She can activate this ability once per day, Cards ranked 5 and lower often pass out at use of this tactic.
Powerful Magical Ability: When activated, she can control the mind of a Heart ranked 5 or lower for up to one hour, once per week. The individual being controlled would know and the degree of control would nearly be perfect except for the fact that, during their time possessed, their leg seems to resemble her Lowland one...
Jack's Ability: She is now immune to any and all poison with exception to red meat. Consuming this now will cause her throat to swell shut for up to an hour and could very well kill her.


Voices Effect: Once a week, she will now find herself unable to hear anything for a solid hour aside from a thick, confused jumble of the whispers...during this mass of soft sound one to five words will be clear each time, each time, they will issue her an order or a warning.
Every time, what they say either predicts the future or tells her something going on right then...every time, it's true.
She can do what the voices tell her to, but every time she does so in a fight, she risks the voices attempting to kill her. PM the admin if she uses or listens to the voices in a fight as it could destroy her...or the opponent.

Her eyes leak small trails of white smoke while they speak giving her quite the frightful appearance when she's deaf as well.
If she pursues the voices more than ten times, PM the admin...she may not like what she finds.

Used Tally: 1



Forms:
Human:

Notes: Her Lowland leg retains it's digitigrade form...even when she's human. Most people will find this to be utterly disturbing and disgusting. Good luck, Lore...

Biped form:

Animal Form:

[Kari Muffin]

Relationships

Family:
Mother: Jack of Heart
Father: Diamond
Siblings: Five Sisters (Three younger) and Two brothers (one younger one quite older than her)



Friends et all:
Hatter
Peaches

Children
Loreta x Hatter
Kaden


Cards Met:
Shinrai
Astrid
Ceren
Hatter
Elyse
Dilis
Souris
Alphonse
Pascha
Severus
Kazifel
Rosemary
Sage
Parsley
Thyme

[Kari Muffin]

History: "Destructive Path"

She was speechless. Her father stood in front of her with an expression of sheer embarrassment. Loreta had been bound at birth like her other siblings. They all had hope for a bright future, but she had always questioned her bindings. She always said they didn't feel right. The chains and crank were tied too tight, but she grew up ignoring the pain.

It didn't take long for the problem to develop. She remembered the sickening sound as her leg snapped under her own weight. The bones themselves had rotted and given up supporting their owner. It was a disgusting mess that the Heron didn't wish to remember.

Well, until her father was kind enough to bring it up. She was an adult now, and yet he still toyed with her. Even when she was given new bindings, he always brought it up. A vice around her head wasn't good enough, she had to live without a leg. And he brought it up.

"I--"

"I'll peck your damn eyes out!"

"Sweetheart, it's no---er. Nevermind." He was in biped form as he spoke. His bindings were hanging limply off his arms. Oh, her father knew nothing of what she went through. His wings were simply chained so he couldn't fly.

"You were going to say it's no big deal." Her voice lowered to a faint whisper.

"Not at all, dear, I was--"

"LIES! It's your fault that I'm like this to begin with!" she screamed bloody murder. It didn't matter one bit. No one was around to hear her. All of her brothers and sisters had left. Their mother was long gone. Loreta had been left with her miserable father, and she despised it. What future did she have with one leg and a vice so tightly wound on her head that it could split open if she knocked it the wrong way? And it was all his fault. Not like he would ever admit his wrongdoing.

"It could be worse."

Here he went with the optimism. He tried so hard, he really did. It just made Loreta angrier.

"You could be like that poor Peaches girl in a straight jacket. You could be bound by the mouth like that poor biped girl Syraelia!"

Horrible examples. Those people were too nice to be destroyed by the weight of their bindings. "Peaches enjoys her straight jacket, and Syrarelia is so damn amazing to begin with. You could have picked someone more unfortunate--oh wait, no one is!" That she knew of, anyway. Last time she checked, all the others of Torquehelm had their limbs.

She had to admit, she liked her other bindings better than the vice. It may have hurt, the chains and the metal pinching into her skin, but she was the highest ranked member of her family, and the only one who had been born a heart like her mother with a mutation that didn't impede anything. That was probably why her bindings were so vicious to begin with, but her father should have taken more care! She was a child! How could she know any better? She hardly felt her leg from the moment she was bound....

"You could be dead." Her father's tone changed completely. He had gone from defensive to depressed in a matter of seconds.

Loreta was still unimpressed. "I almost was. If my leg hadn't fallen into a bloody mess, I wouldn't have been saved. If it weren't for the oozing mess of blood and decayed bones on the floor of the kitchen, I wouldn't be here today. The infection would have eaten me whole, and you know it's all your fault."

Anger came next. "Be grateful for once in your life! I bought you medicine that cost us everything! Your mother left me because we had nothing left!"

"Or perhaps it was because you were careless?"

"Shut up!" He slammed his hands down on the table in front of her. The man went from logical anger to blind rage in an instant. Loreta wouldn't let it end there. She could never let things rest when she hadn’t won.

"Why didn't you bind my mouth, then? Perhaps it would have been better for your ego."

She wasn't prepared for the heavy-handed smack across her face. What little balance she had evaporated as she smashed against the floor like a broken doll. Her head was throbbing as she struggled to shake it off. Her father, however, had already grabbed her by the neck. In the heat of the moment the Heron lunged forward as best she could. Her beak hit its mark in a gush of fluid and blood. The man let out a horrible shriek as he relinquished his grip.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, "GET OUT!"

But the Loreta didn't need telling. She was already fluttering out the door. It unceremoniously slammed behind her. Apparently, her father was well enough to make it the door to see her off. It wasn't like she meant to take his eye out! It was only self-defense...And frankly, losing an eye was the least he could do for her when he had taken her leg.

She ignored the blood trickling down her face. It was the middle of the night and she had no place to stay. Somehow Loreta couldn't swallow what little pride she had left and seek out a kind friend who would be willing to let her stay the night at least. She let out a long, slow sigh, tears welling up in her eyes.

Like hell would she give her father the satisfaction of her tears. She would take her bitterness and use it to her advantage. She would take it out on people. The bird would use it, that was for sure.

The heron swallowed her tears and bitterness for the time being and spread her wings. Loreta would ignore all the pain welling up physically and mentally and find a place to sleep. In sleep she could escape and remember the few things that made her happy. She just wished that she could see her parents' happy faces one last time like when she was a child.

Where had all those hopes and dreams gone?

[Kari Muffin]

Name: Blythe
Species: Slithey Tove
Gender: Male
ID: ST027

Notes: His body is made entirely of thin, malleable metal and his wings are as sharp as razors. He feels no pain and even when hurled to the ground will get back up. Only hacking him to pieces can stop him when goaded or ordered to attack.

<3 Tove acquired from Hatter.

[Kari Muffin]

Items

Bloodstained Bat: This thick, wieldy, club-like weapon has a thin spike protruding from the end furthest from its grip and looks as though its fine honey colored wood is constantly stained with fresh, badly smeared blood. This bat has a grip made of tightly wound leather and makes a very off hissing noise when whipped through the air, Cards ranked 5 and lower will probably quail at the sound alone.

When hit with this bat, a victim will find that they feel strangely, as though the weight of the world were pressing down upon them. Suddenly, every poor decision, stupid thought, or blundering mistake will reassert itself in their minds at once. This not only distracts them for a full thirty seconds while they try to reassess their thoughts, but will put them into an incredible mood of intense self-loathing. Cards ranked 8 and lower and any Leveret will lose most of, if not all, their will to fight back as they will be overwhelmed by the feeling that they deserve the beating, most will them flee though the feeling of loathing and gloom will follow them for a full three hours.

Cards ranked 9-King could resist some of the bats powers but if they are prone to fits of depression, they may fall prey to it regardless of their rank or power. Ie: If you hit Varestes with the bat...he'd screech in pain and confusion at the thoughts, then rush you...you hit Lior or Bernard, and they're toast.

Just because a victim falls to the depression doesn't mean they won't defend themselves, but fighting for a strong purpose will elude them from this point on until the spell wears off unless the depression is extreme in which case they may even beg for death.
This weapon cannot be used in a battle for Queenship unless both parties agree to its use as it provides the possibility of incredibly unfair advantage.