Harper Collins | Neutral ●

[Harper Collins]

Name: Harper Avery Collins Age: 22 Gender: Female Sexuality: Demisexual Faction: Neutral Occupation: College Student/Phoenix Fire Bassist Playby: Vocaloid, IA Traits Positive Friendly Kind Protective Open Minded Mature Motherly Optimistic Negative Bossy Changeable Finicky Obsessive Resentful Vengeful Possessive "Good people are like candles. They burn themselves up to give others light." History Harper wasn’t exactly something that was supposed to happen. Her mother was only seventeen, her father freshly graduated from high school. They were in love, they had been dating for about a year, but it doesn’t take a genius to see that they weren’t ready for a baby. Either way, Harper was on the way, and neither of them was open to the idea of getting an abortion. When Jordan went to her parents and told them what had happened, they were devastated. They thought they had raised her better. Thomas’s parents were equally disappointed. There wasn’t much to be done for it at that point, though, and so the parents just pitched in help out their children. Jordan and Thomas got married at the wishes of Jordan’s parents. They didn’t want their daughter to be “living in sin.” After the marriage, Thomas would move into Jordan’s parents’ house with her, since neither of them could afford a house of their own. To his credit, Thomas did have a job; it just didn’t pay well enough to support two adults and a baby. He was also a freshman in college, though it would be at least four more years before he could graduate and get a good job, if he was lucky. Jordan worked at her parents’ flower shop, though she wasn’t paid for it. They considered her working there as rent, and also as paying them back for all of the baby things they had been buying her. Harper’s birth fell the summer after Jordan graduated. It was a hard birth, it went on for far too long, and Jordan had to get a C-section before it was all over. But in the end, Jordan and Thomas were blessed with a beautiful baby girl who looked so much like her father that it was almost funny. As everyone knows, a newborn baby isn’t a walk in the park. Especially when you’re trying to juggle the baby, school, and work. Jordan had started college optimistically, though it was quickly becoming apparent that she couldn’t handle it. She wasn’t the only one. Thomas was beginning to get stressed beyond belief. They started fighting, loudly. So loudly that Jordan’s parents could hear them even if they didn’t want to. Harper was only a few months old when her grandfather kicked her father out of the house. Apparently loudly referring to someone’s daughter as a “whore” and “bitch” within their earshot numerous times is a recipe for getting your ass kicked, who knew? Really, though, Thomas had been looking for an “out” and this was it. He ignored Jordan’s attempts to get in touch with him, ignored her father’s attempt to apologize, because above all else they wanted what was best for Harper. Thomas wasn’t having any of it, though. Without him around to help out, Jordan was forced to drop out of school and focus on her baby. She had her parents’ help throughout it all, though. There’s no telling what would have happened had she not. Harper was a fussy baby, though very affectionate and simply adorable. Everyone who met her adored her. She lived her life blissfully unaware of the fact that most children had two parents and didn’t live with their grandparents until she started school. It would be school where she would get a rude wake up call. The tearful conversation with her mother about why her father wasn’t around went about as well as one might expect it to. Harper became convinced for some time that something was wrong with her, that she was the reason her father wasn’t around. Children tend to blame themselves in these situations, and she was no exception. Despite that, though, Harper was a very well behaved child. She loved helping out in the flower shop, she did well enough in school, and she rarely argued with her grandparents or mother. She was raised in church, like many of the children she went to school with. She had no problems making friends with them; she really didn’t seem to have any problem making friends with anyone. She was about thirteen when her family decided to switch churches. Still being a child in every right she was denied the details of why they made the switch, but it would be at her new church where she would meet a boy whom she would grow rather close with over the coming years. He was two years older than her, so she didn’t see him a lot in school, but they got along very well in church. They both had a love of music, and were both interested in the church choir. It would be when she turned fifteen that her life would turn upside down. In the same year that her grandfather passed from a heart-attack, her mother would be diagnosed with cancer. Her grandmother fell into a horrible depression that only seemed to worsen as her mother got sicker and sicker. It fell upon Harper’s young shoulders to care for her sick mother. She handled things that no one her age should have to go through. Everything from bathing her mother to holding the woman while she sobbed and begged God not to take her. Jordan wasn’t the only one pleading with God, though. In her time alone, Harper spent most of it praying. Her grandmother no longer attended church, and her attendance dropped as well during this time. She was able to keep her grades at school up enough to pass, though just barely. A teacher or two might have bumped her grade up a couple points as well out of pity. Everyone knew the once vibrant girl was having a very hard time of it. The four years that her mother was ill seemed like a lifetime to the young girl. Her grandmother rarely roused from her chair to do anything. Harper even had to keep up with finances of the flower shop, though thankfully her mother helped as much as she could with that when she was feeling well enough. Harper missed out on having any semblance of a teenage life. She never had a boyfriend, she never attended a party, and she rarely went to her friends’ houses. When she got her driver’s license, it was used mostly to drive her mother to and from the doctor. When she finally graduated high school, she didn’t even look at colleges. She knew she wouldn’t have time for it. Through all of this, though, she was never really resentful. She accepted it as it was, and never wasted her time dwelling on what could have been. Her faith in God, which had been so strong before her mother got ill, was beginning to falter. How could any loving God allow someone to suffer as much as her mother was? At nineteen, though, it would seem as if a miracle would happen. Though her mother’s cancer hadn’t been spreading rapidly, it also hadn’t been getting much better. And yet, one day she went to the doctor, and she was fine. They monitored her closely in the following months, but it would seem as though she really was in remission. This bolstered the girl’s faith once again, and her mother’s as well, and the two women began attending church regularly once again. They even talked her grandmother into going now and again. With her mother mostly recovered, the following year the girl would finally enroll in community college. She was a couple years behind her classmates, but that didn’t really matter to her. All of the people who were her real friends were still friends with her, after all. Despite her kind nature, she has never been one to beg people to be friends with her. She did well enough in college, going into general studies at first since she wasn’t quite sure what she wanted to major it. It was around this same time that Connor founded Phoenix Fire. She was happy to join up, taking the position of the bassist. It wasn’t an instrument she was terribly familiar with, but she had always been very musically inclined, and she picked up on it quickly enough. She had a lot of fun in the band, and always enjoyed her time with them. Last year, she decided to major in business. She had always been rather good at keeping the books up in her grandmother’s flower shop, and she knew she would inherit it someday. When the event happened, she was approached by a god and given a wish. She wished that her mother’s cancer would stay in remission and never come back. She was then granted an insignia and a power. Insignia Level 1 “The Flower Girl” – Level One – To most this power would seem rather useless, and even Harper is slightly wary about it herself, but she’s not going to complain about being granted such a wish. Harper is able to manipulate the growth of flowers, and other plants. She can bring life to them, but she can also take it away. She finds that when she drains plants of their life, she is very energized and can even go without sleep in this way. When she uses her power to help the plants, she finds herself drained depending on the size of the plant she’s giving life to. Her insignia takes the form of a vine that travels up the length of her forearm. The vine has flowers and leaves on it. The flowers are all blue. It resembles a tattoo, and the flowers glow when she uses her power. “The Bee” – Passive – This little bee tends to follow Harper around wherever she goes. It can’t speak or do anything like that. It is the same blue as the flowers on her arm, and it glows as well when she uses her power. Other than that, it’s like a regular bee. It can pollinate flowers and do all of the bee things. Extra She is extremely phobic of illness, and tends to get overly upset when anyone she is close to gets sick at all. She will work herself to the bone to take care of them, and lose plenty of sleep/weight while they are sick. OOC OOC Name: Ellie How did you find us?: Nai <3 Other Characters: Desmond Walsh, Bastion Lewis, Christopher Evans

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