Narlicia Maria Matthews

[Narlicia Matthews]

Name: Narlicia Maria Matthews

Age: 12 years

Sex: Female

Occupation: Student

Powers and Descriptions:
Electro-kenesis
She has the ability to control and conjure lightning from the static in the air. It is still in the early stages of development within her, so she doesn’t have mastery or the ability to conjure it easily, and uses metal to help her channel it. It takes a lot of concentration to do big attacks and wears her out, giving her headaches.

Personality:
Narlicia is a fiesty girl the say the least. She has a bit of a small man syndrome, feeling that despite her size, age, and appearance, she take on the world. Narlicia idolizes her older sibling, Silvio. He was, after all, the trend setter with his ‘rags’ and stuff. He’s tough, in control, and is smarter than any of the jack asses that are part of the gangs she’s seen. She strives for his approval and affection, but she wouldn’t do anything for him, having her own unique goals and aspirations.

For a long time she thought that Ace was a boy, and she was alright with him hanging out with her older brother. However, in later years when she realized that Ace was actually a girl. After all she was the family’s little princess and felt she deserved the attention from the men in her life. She has a tendency to be the jealous type.

She doesn’t particularly like the business her daddy deals with, knowing that it makes good money but not liking what it did to people. It can’t be totally bad though if her big brother dabbles in it… or at least she thought until she saw Ace. However, she drew her father away to be her caretaker for 2 whole years in the young girl’s life, and that made her understandably very upset. It must be known about Narlicia, that she is a daddy’s girl.

With mommy being a trophy wife, Narlicia herself is being groomed to be a fashionista. She’s very knowledgeable when it comes to the world of fashion and looking good. She can even put on lipstick in the car without a mirror!

While her mother has the goals for her to grow up and find a rich man to take care of her, Narlicia wants a more independent existence. She wouldn’t mind trading in all the fancy clothes and donning the rags of her older brother, being in the crime business, but it just isn’t what her parents want for her.

She’s going along with Silvio to Solstice having offered to help him out with the hopes that she’ll earn his approval and recognition. She does however, often miss ’Fluffy’ her body guard from home.

Appearance:

Narlicia is 5 foot on the dot in height, and hasn’t shown any signs of growing taller. She has a slender, petite build with rather skinny arms and legs. She’s somewhat tanned thanks to her half-Spanish heritage. She tans incredibly quickly. Mommy hasn’t put her on the slab for breast implants yet, and she’s as flat as a boy. She’s not quite sure how to feel about this, seeing the pro’s and con’s of both sides. When called for, she’s not afraid to stuff her bra with tissues.

She has a heart shaped face, with a delicate nose, high cheekbones and large dark brown eyes. In contrast with her older brother, her skin has never been broken or blotched with purple and yellow bruises.

She has long black hair, that when down loose, reaches the small of her back. Of course, Narlicia keeps this tied up in the ever popular twin tails most of the time. Her bangs hang down over her face and frame her face.

Narlicia had the world of fashion forced down her throat from an early age. This has become an effortless exercise of picking out stylish clothes to wear everyday. She is able to make money and fabric come together in an explosion of beauty! She doesn’t have any one particular style, oh no, she wears all styles…and makes them work for her.

History:
Narlicia is the second born, and only daughter of the American drug dealer John ‘Papa Rags’ Matthews and his lovely Spanish wife Dora Conquista. Her big brother Silvio is the glowing, crowned-jewel and heir to their father’s line of work. Of course, the only other person at home she considers close to her is Fluffy, a bald black man built like a tank with the vocabulary of a gorilla and a glare that seems to stop people dead in their tracks.

While Mama Dora always loved her children, Narlicia has always felt that Rags perhaps, got the better deal when it came to her affections. He was always allowed to do as he pleased, and praise for him was always given out from Mama ,Papa and Narlicia alike. This would become a reason why she would always somewhat idolize her brother, and see him doing no wrong. While this was all nice and well for Rags, Narlicia had to put up with a very different treatment from their mother.

She was a precious little jewel herself yes, but not one that would be allowed to go out and do anything dangerous like waving guns around and getting into brawl. Oh no. Fighting and all that other nasty part of gang business should be left to big strong men, or women who felt the need to show off how manly a woman could be. Narlicia was a young lady after all. She would be dragged into a life of make up, fashion, beauty pageants and even plastic surgery. After all, when she grew up, she was going to marry a mob boss just as rich as her Daddy. She would need to know how to look good, and spend all that money. The only thing she actually ever chose to do herself, was gymnastics. Nothing made her happier than when her parents went to see her perform.

When she was 5 she learned she had her powers. How? Well, Narlica always loved strawberry poptarts. She had seen the maid make them thousands of ties before, but really, she was sick of the maid getting her thing. She wanted to do it herself. She pulled herself up onto the counter top and stuck the tarts in the toaster. The smell was so good... she could imagine the warm sugar sweet goodness as it cook. However, the toaster didn't pop them up. How was she supposed to get them without burning her fingers? She'd have to use something to get them out...A fork lay close by.

Sticking the metal fork into the toaster hadn't exactly been her best moment. Electricity surged up through her and threw her of the counter to the ground. Her hair puffed up and she was rattled but, found herself completely unharmed, and with a small line of electricity weaving its way in and out of the prongs of the fork. Think it was pretty, Narlicia went to touch it and found that it would come to her hand at will. It weaved through her fingers as it had the fork. She settled on it being wrapped around her wrist, such a trendy fashion accessory. While it freaked Mama out, her Papa seemed rather amused and impressed by her tricks and power.

Being pulled around by Mama all day long meant that she had little to no time actually leaning the family trade or having fun with her big brother and his friend. The blonde haired boy called 'Ace', was they only one she can ever remember that Rags had over. There would be a rare occasion that Mama would let her bring in cakes and lemonade to the room. It was always smokey with a funny smell that sometimes left her young head feeling quite dizzy. The things they were smoking often left big brother Rags with huge eyes and make him giggly and spacey. She wasn't all that sure if she liked it. He blanked her out all the time it seemed. Even when she went to show him her tricks with electricity he either laughed loudly or stared passed it.

It was like that for a year. Then there was a sudden change. Daddy and Ace suddenly vanished, and Rags emerged from his room more often. With their mother often crying over their fathers sudden absence, Narlicia clung to Rags more and more. She would often ask him if their Papa was coming back, or why did he leave.

Things started changing in school too. Rags became more violent and had to be sent home often. What had happened to the family? Why were all these bad things happening? It didn't take long to piece together that the blonde girl (as Narlicia recently found out Ace's true gender) was the cause of their suffering.

As suddenly as he left, their Papa returned. Narlicia had been the first to run right to his arms and bury her face into his stomach, begging him not to go away ever again, that she had missed him, that she loved her Papa. However her big brother had other ideas on the home coming. He pulled a gun on their father, who in return, pulled his own. Scared for the well being of both of them, Narlicia couldn't help but burst into tears despite being a big girl, and sobbed "Stop it! Stop it!" over and over. It hadn't taken long for Rags to drop his weapon.

Rags was made go to a group to help him stop being angry after that. It worked to! Or at least, Narlicia noticed big changes in him. He was the cool, level headed brother once again! She also managed to find out about his plans on starting a new gang, just like Papa's... More than determined to get into the lifestyle than just become so dolled up housewife, she waited until the perfect opportunity to offer a favor to her brother - cunning runs in the family, it seems.

Rags wanted to go find that trouble maker Ace, and was told her whereabouts by their father. While Narlicia would rather that poisonous bitch to be cut out from their life permanently, she offered to help her big brother get to the school. She would help him by using her powers to make it seem like he had his own. Surely he would appreciate this and praise her and give her a place in his new gang...Won't he?

Code Words: Fantasy reference

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