Post by Diantha Gardner on Nov 4, 2014 16:32:29 GMT -5
DIANTHA GARDNER
Full Name- Diantha Gardner
Gender- Female
Age- 20 years old
Date of Birth- March the 10'th 1994
Sexual Orientation- Heterosexual
Location- New York City, NY.
Celebrity Claim- Fanning, Elle
What should we call you?- Stranger763
Play anyone else?- No active ones.
Have You Read the Rules?- Wait, I gotta go milk the cat.
Personality-
At first glance Diantha looks like any ordinary woman her age. She is outspoken, friendly, and kind. In general, the kind of person most people enjoy being in the company of. This is deliberate; it is a façade that she uses. In an extrovert world, she has learned to adapt even if she, at her core, is an introvert. She prefers her own company whenever she needs to relax and recharge her energy. However, she will seek out social interaction simply to keep up appearance. However, most of the friends she would keep close shares the same hobbies, which makes it less tasking to be in their presence.
Deep down she is a nerd she enjoys video games and card games in equal amounts. She uses both things as a means of escaping her otherwise dull life. She's got a problem maybe not one she would want to admit to anyone in fear of sounding either depressed, sad or lonely. However, she is easily bored by the world around her. She finds usually exciting things like partying, sports and similar more tedious than fun.
She is not filled with angst. In fact, she hates angst. She would never let anyone know if she had a problem simply because she prefers taking care of things herself. No matter how much trouble she is in, she wants to prove to the world and herself that she is big enough to take care of herself. In a world that has constantly cuddled her, keeping her safe, she wants nothing more than to be acknowledged as a grown woman capable of taking care of herself no matter how that might end.
Even though she wants the world to acknowledge her, she will not go out of her way to throw herself into dangerous situations, reckless behavior or other very stupid things. She respects herself enough to want to keep herself alive. She is a very strong independent woman and she will make sure that she behaves in an orderly fashion to show this. With that said she is not one that you can simple trample all over, however, she knows how to pick her fights and she will make use of this skill even if it means granting victory to some that might not deserve it.
Abilities/Powers/Skills-
Plant Manipulation : Diantha is born with the genetic ability to manipulate all organic plant matter. She is capable of this through sheer force of will. Her mind is the catalyst that allows her to change shape, grow, and move all plant matter with a mere thought.
The ease of which all of this is done is made possible through the connection between her mind and the plants. Her mind connects to the atomic make-up of all the plants she manipulates. This allows her to use plants as another extension of her physical being. She is even capable of sensing things through these plants to a limited degree.
Her power allows her to manipulate all the natural functions of plants too. For example if she is manipulating a poisonous plant, she will be capable of making that plant produce more than normal poison.
Accelerated Photosynthesis : Her secondary ability is much less noticeable. Her body has developed a way for it to fuel her primary powers simply by relying on a form of photosynthesis. This photosynthesis works at two stages therefore the name given to it being accelerated photosynthesis.
The first stage, the passive stage is where it performs the same function as it does within a normal plant. To produce energy for cell growth simply by taking Sun light, CO2 and producing energy in the form of stored sugar, and as a waste product oxygen. At stage one her body does not store the energy compounds made, but burns it immediately fueling her and allowing her to have limited need of food and to some extends sleep.
Stage two is where the fun is to be had. She can consciously increase the rate at which the process of photosynthesis produces energy. The energy produced can be used to store allowing her a limited energy boost in the form of s sugar rush or for immediate use in powering her primary ability during excessive uses.
Limits-
Plant Manipulation: The first and most apparent limitation to this ability is well the very nature of plants. When it comes to her ability, it is not a matter of activating and forcing the plants to grow rather it is a matter of stopping them from growing, for an inexperienced ability user, this can and will prove difficult. Just as it would if you told any average person to stop using their right arm or leg. The plants should be seen, as an extension of her physical being her powers is simply the cord between that provides energy and a will.
Plants are without a mind, they do things through genetic programming rather than a higher thought process. However, the plants under her control reacts differently. Sure they are for all intends and purposes still just plants but her mind grants them "identity and behavior" while under her control, as a puppeteer does to his or her dolls. They behave in ways because she subconsciously wills it so. This is entirely beyond her control; one could say that it is a mental defense technique. That removes her of control during fight or flight situations to secure self-preservation. This behavior stops as soon as she cuts her connection between the plant subject and her power. Another thing that her lack of experience limits her in is the amount of plants she can currently manipulate. If she wants to use the full extent of her power on a plant, she is forced to focus entirely on that specific subject especially if it is something large like a tree.
Another weakness to her ability is fire and ice based abilities. Fire based abilities and fire in general works well as an offensive counter measure against her power. Ice and cold works well to hinder the continued development for her plants, depending on temperature, since it makes it harder for her to move and grow the plants under her control.
As mentioned in the description above her close connection to her subjects allows her to sense things through the subjects. Make no mistake she can't see anything nor taste or smell. She can feel if someone touches her subject, she can feel its weight if it sits upon her subject and she can feel it if they harm the subject in some way. The latter is risky because she can easily end up feeling phantom pain simply because the body believes the subject to be a part of the physical self. She can not hear, see, smell or taste anything unless the plant would have organs capable of that.
The last and probably most prominent weakness is the energy required to use her power. Even with her secondary ability, using her power is still pretty taxing and any large-scale use will leave her exhausted.
Accelerated Photosynthesis : In its essence, this ability is limited by what it can do. It generates fuel, that is it nothing else. To make use of this passive ability she requires two components, CO2 and light in some form, sun light is the preferred source. During times of darkness this ability does is not active. At stage one that is pretty much all it does. It makes just enough energy for her to be able to function off that. However, like plants she still needs nutrients from other sources, so she can't simply live off of this ability without eating food or drinking water.
Stage two of this ability, where she consciously increases the rate at which she generates energy is limited in the fact that it is actually taxing her. It is like a second adrenaline rush in the way that it should not be used for prolonged periods. It puts stress on her body, especially the chemicals that is in charge of controlling sugar levels.
The boost it provides to her primary ability is limited. It allows her to push herself beyond her normal boundaries for a little while. She might be able to perform greater forms of plant manipulation during this boost, but it won't last for longer than ten to fifteen minutes depending on what she does.
Appearance-
Diantha might be twenty years old. But she certainly looks like one on sixteen. She could best be described by using the word petite. What she does not have in curves she has developed in height. She reaches a staggering 172cm, which to most of the people she knows is pretty darn high.
She is pale skinned with long smooth blond hair. She prefers to keep her appearance simple, innocent, and modest in nature because she prefers that people see her like that. She finds it easier to deal with people if they assume she is just like how her appearance suggests.
When it comes to her clothes, she prefers attires that do not restrict her movement too much simply because she, like flowers, enjoy having space to grow. Even though she is very pale skinned she will most often be found wearing more earthen colored colors than shades that might compliment her pale skin more by making it less appearance. She does not wish to hide the paleness and will simply pick the colors she likes rather than those that will make her stand out less.
Faction- Neutral
Birthplace- New York City, NY
Mother- Lisa Gardner | Forty-five | Cleaning Lady | Living | Special: Plant manipulation.
Father- Michael Gardner | Forty | Botanist | Living | Civilian
Siblings- Petunia Gardner | Sixteen | Student | Living | Special: Pyrokinesis
Rosemary Gardner | Seventeen | Student | Living | Special: Terrakinesis
Acacia Gardner | Eighteen | Student | Living | Special: Shape-shifter
Spouse / Partner- N/A
Children- N/A
History-
Diantha Gardner was born into a poor family. It used to be rich but certain events of, which most within the family prefers to keep forgotten, they ended in poverty. Michael Gardner was a single child and raised as such. His parents could not afford another and therefore never got one. Yet, he dreamed of having many children. His dreams did at first seem unrealistic until he had the age of nineteen met the four years older love of his life Lisa, a girl who came from a middle class family. They both fell in love and their relationship flourished.
Diantha's parents lived a simple life especially during first year of Diantha's life. However, Michael decided to follow his dreams. He always wanted to work with flowers. Unfortunately, his parents had often stood in the way. An while he pursued his dream and started his own business Diantha's mother continued her simple job as a cleaning lady, because that was what she enjoyed doing even though it was hard work. With a little help from Lisa, he succeeded. Over the years, his business became renowned for growing the best flowers. With success came money and the money went to giving Diantha a decent childhood.
She was not spoiled like her siblings once those came around. She lived her life simply in their presence. She went to school as any normal person would and should and got along with the children there decently. There was nothing to complain about. She was that one girl that were simply there in the background nobody had an opinion of her and that was perfectly fine with her. She snaked her way through elementary school without being noticed. She would later go onto being very happy about that for as she grew older bullying became a more noticeable problem around her. She did what she could to avoid it but as the quiet girl she was picked on, but less so than others.
High school did not go better though the bullying was not half as bad as it could have been. She began to find everything so dull. There was no reason for her to do anything, she slowly began to realize that her existence mattered very little especially now when her parents did not have time for her due to her smaller siblings. She had never been a problem child, which evidently did not play in her favor when it came to getting attention from her parents, at least the noticeable kind of attention.
During High School, she gathered a little following of friends. A few people she could trust, nerds like herself. They enjoyed the same things as her and some of them introduced her to new experiences such as card games, which later on became one of her favorite past times. Other than that, she did not do anything particular during this time of life. In fact, her High School life would be so uninteresting that she would barely be able to recall it.
After High School, she decided not to pursue further education, instead focusing on gaining job experience through various jobs that she acquired through her either parents connections or pure luck. She took jobs, not because she really wanted to but because she knew that her parents would demand it while she were still living at home, and that is pretty much what she has been doing up until this point.
Anything else?- She considers herself a pro-gamer, and her hobbies does earn her a relatively decent amount of money.
Sample RP-
“Aw, come on. Not this again.” The young man spoke his voice almost breaking as he realized his defeat. There was nothing to be done. He was defeated. Unless this next card draw would grant him some sort of removal spell, he was done for. Diantha sat on the other side of the table. She looked smugly at her opponent. Her side of the table was filled to the brim with cards. This was one of the few things she enjoyed in life; there was nothing better than beating the behind of someone using her Magic the Gathering deck. It worked so well, that she was saddened to know that it would lose a fair few of the best cards during the next continuation of the Standard format.
Her opponent drew another card and admitted defeat. He could do nothing. “Good game.” He said extending her a hand. She smirked as she had done for the last few minutes as she replied with a. “Yes, you played very well.” Fake courtesy combined with a firm handshake seemed to help her opponent moving on from this defeat. With this victory she would have earned herself a third place during this evenings tournament, which should at least grant her a few packs of cards.
Diantha gathered her cards from the table. She made sure to be careful with them. Even though they were within their protective sleeves, she still had to be careful that they did not get bent. She gathered all sixty cards, sideboard and token cards into the box that she used to contain them before leaving the table that she had used as the battlefield. There was a whole lot of players within the store today. She was feeling really exhausted right now, there was too many for her taste. Take five or ten players away and she would have been good, but this was almost claustrophobic. At least the storeowner would be happy. He was almost tripping over his own legs as far as she could see. She walked past him and up to where the list of players hang. She checked to make sure that the person she had just defeated had not lied and written her of as the defeated. It seemed he had been honest.
Well, that means she could move onto the next opponent.
