Larassa

[Lioness075]

Larassa

Introduction

Ever read Maximum Ride? Well, imagine that setting, but none of the main characters exist. Now imagine all of the other mutants that nobody ever mentioned in the books. That's where my OCs usually come into play.

Games the Character has been involved with

Mutant Refuge

Basics

Name: Larassa


Series/Fandom: Maximum Ride


Age: 19


Race/Species: Mutant, Part Grey Wolf and Magpie


Gender: Female


Sexual Orientation: Straight


Occupation: She's a mutant so she fights for survival naturally.

• Appearance
• Personality
• History
• Equipment
• Skills
• Notes

• Appearance
  
  Height: 5'8"
  
  
  Weight: 105
  
  
  Hair: Her hair's a pixie cut and is dyed midnight purple.
  
  
  Eyes: They're gold brown, but if in her werewolf state then they'll change to a bight gold, like a harvest moon.
  
  
  Body: Athletic
  
  
  Attire: Her attire consists of torn jeans that have to be one size bigger to accommodate for her digitigrade legs, a T-shirt with wings on the back as decor, a tank top and sports bra underneath, and a hoodie on top for the colder weather. All of her clothing has gotten to the fading point and is a bit grimy from lack of cleaning. Because of her feet being that of a wolf’s, she can’t wear any shoes and just goes everywhere barefoot, or bare paw.
  
  
  She is very fit as she’s has been on the run since the experiment that changed how she is now. She’s lean muscle-wise and looks very skinny which is an advantage for her since most assume she’s not strong at all. She is very tanned and got this from her father’s side of the family, which is of Egyptian descent. Her feet are similar to that of the hind legs of a wolf’s, but are longer to fit the body of a human. Her legs also have fur on top of the tanned skin. She has a wolf's tail and due to a rare chance in the grey wolf DNA, her fur is black everywhere as opposed to grey. This comes from the practice of wolf-dog hybridization in North America that helps with repopulating the wolf population. She has to cut a hole in her jeans to allow her tail to stick out so it’s not uncomfortable. Her hands are mostly normal except for the claws that take place of fingernails. Also, her hands and forearms have black fur covering the tops of them.
  
  
  Her wings are black with a single white ring on either of them. She has learned how to fly with them more or less over the years, but still crashes occasionally. She always cuts the backs of her tops so that she can use her wings to escape if ever necessary. She can’t hide her wings due to their bulkiness in being designed for a human so they’re constantly tucked behind her back.
  
  
  Her hair is cut short, messy, pixie style, and dyed midnight purple. Her natural hair used to be a very dark brown and to her shoulders, but she had it dyed a drastically different color and cut short in hopes of throwing the Erasers off her trail. Now she constantly keeps her hair cut short to avoid it getting in her way. She also has a brilliant smile, but it is not seen by many as she keeps to herself most of the time. Her eyes are both gold brown and she loves to refer to them as the only chocolate she’s allowed to have.
  
  
  
• Personality
  
  Larassa has a tendency to be rather blunt about, well, everything. She doesn’t always recognize others’ emotions and she prefers to keep hers concealed. She doesn’t say much most of the time, but when she needs to get a point across or needs to give instructions then she’ll seemingly open up more. She’s got a sarcastic, dry humor and can sometimes offend people with her jokes, though she probably won’t notice they’re offended.
  
  
  Deep down, way deep down, Larassa does have a very kind and caring heart, but years of captivity and experimenting have made her shove that part of her into a dark corner of her heart. It’ll sometimes make an appearance, but it doesn’t seem to happen too often anymore. She does look out for her mates though and once she considers someone to be helpful to her then she’ll generally start looking out for them in a friendly manner. She also has a strong tendency to hide her pain, especially when she’s around other people. She’s determined to keep up her tough ego and so she refuses to look weak in any manner when she’s around people. Because of this, she tends to push herself harder than she should and most of her injuries are a result of her pushing herself too hard.
  
  
  Larassa has a strong flirty side that shows itself quite often, especially when she notices a guy looking her way. She loves to tease guys and quite often will do so without realizing she’s even doing it.
  
  
  She loves nature and the way it calms her so she generally will find herself outside and in a tree or chilling at the edge of a lake. She also finds that music brings great comfort to her. She’s always wanted to learn how to play the guitar, but lacks a guitar and a teacher to do so.
  
  
  
• History
  
  I grew up in what most people would consider the ‘perfect’ family setting. I was born in America, Georgia to be specific and stayed there until the kidnapping, which I’ll explain that in detail later. I had both my parents, a big brother who I looked up to, one baby sister, a pet dog, a pet goldfish (which died within a year), and even a pet lizard at one point. I spent most of my early years playing with friends along my cul-de-sac and playing video games with my brother. My favorite game to play was when my brother and I got all of our numerous stuffed animals together and pretended they were alive. We even recreated wars because my brother was such a fan of military history.
  
  
  We’re two years apart and so he always got the great stuff before me, which automatically made me jealous. Yet, I loved him unconditionally so I kept my opinion to myself. I found myself constantly reading books to pass time whenever my parents said I was playing video games for too long. That or playing with my stuffed animals. I rarely went outside unless one of my family members or a friend wanted me to. I just didn’t find athletic activity to be that much fun at the time. I was on a soccer team because my dad wanted me to do something active, but I never got into it and he soon gave up trying to get me to play it.
  
  
  I had a best friend and she and I always were playing ‘house’ or with our stuffed animals. We both agreed on nearly everything and we both loved The Lion King more than anything. We even loved to reenact scenes from the movie or pretend that we were certain characters. We got along perfectly and I couldn’t have asked for a better friend since she almost always knew what I was going to say before I said it. Sadly, life isn’t perfect and you’re bound to find out just how much it sucks at some point. Sadly, I figured that out much earlier than most people.
  
  
  It all went downhill when I was 10 years old. I was in the elementary and my only concerns were when I was going to get to play next. One day I was playing in the cul-de-sac in my neighborhood and I was completely unaware that someone was near me until I felt the needle in my neck. I fell unconscious and woke up to find myself at what they called the ‘School’, one of many Itex labs. This one was in Utah though, far from my old home. That’s when all of the experiments began.
  
  
  I was transformed into what I am now through numerous painful surgeries and tests. I lost all contact with my family and never bothered to try to contact them again. Who would want a mutant like me? I finally got a chance to escape when a fellow mutant used his abilities to disable the building’s alarm system and the electric locks to our cages. I don’t know what came of the other mutants who escaped with us, but he and I kept to together for a few weeks before we got separated. There was an accident between us and some Erasers at a gas station near Springdale, Utah. I know he has to be dead, but I still hold onto the hope that he’s out there somewhere and he’s still thinking of me.
  
  
  I found my way to Mutant Refuge without ever meaning to. I stumbled upon the place after the accident and instantly ran away from it because I figured it was a false hope and that those mutants would surely be captured soon.
  
  
  I was heading to another bar to smoke when I saw someone rush past me and by the looks of them, they were mutant like me. I instantly went stealth mode and followed the mutant, curious to see where’d they go. I was surprised to find that the mutant led me straight to the mutant camp of all things. I was taken in, much to my surprise, and now I learn and train in order to hone my mutant abilities and in order to survive. Because deep down, I still trust nobody and I will always save myself first. Unless it’s the mutant who I escaped with. I’d risk my life for him.
  
  
  
• Equipment
  
  Her claws and fighting skills along with her wings and werewolf form have been more than enough for her gear-wise.
  
  
  
• Skills
  
  She's very athletic and can change into her werewolf form at will. She can fly thanks to her wings, and she's a brilliant artist.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  - She can’t stand coffee, tea, or soda. She sticks to water or preferably milk.
  
  
  - She loves to sleep outside if possible, or even in a tree. She hates sleeping inside because of not being able to see the sky and hear the sounds of nature, which calm her nerves.
  
  
  - She occasionally sheds fur. It doesn’t bother her unless she starts choking on her own fur by accident due to heavy shedding, which usually occurs in the spring primarily.
  
  
  - She has a terrible fear of spiderwebs, but not of spiders.
  
  
  - She absolutely loves to read books, but hasn’t read one since pre-experiment.
  
  
  - She loves to draw with whatever pencils and paper she can find and generally will start doodling in class and forget to pay attention.
  
  
  - She got the habit of smoking and her regeneration power seem to keep her lungs safe.