Tiger-Lily Winchel

[methe]

Tiger-Lily Lorna Winchel


Wild, Aggressive, Psychotic

BACK TO BASICS ' '

Full Name: Tiger Lily Lorna Winchel
Significance of Name: Tiger Lily is a flower, something the Bacchante shoved in their hair along with various other things. Plus, tigers were among Dionysus’ retinue. Lorna means fox and the maenads wore fox-fur. Winchel means 'wine-bowl' or 'wine-shop' in dutch. That part is self-explanatory.
Nickname(s): Ty. She won’t answer to anything else. It’s pronounced “Tie.”
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Orientation: Pansexual – Animals and Kids are excluded
Grade: Graduate- Women’s Studies Major
Celeb you're using: Olivia Wilde
Deity: Methe - Greek
Title of your deity: Goddess of Drunkenness, a member of the Bacchae

STRIKE A POSE ' '

Physical Appearance: Ty doesn't stand still for too long. She doesn't stay in one place for too long and doesn't like it when people ask it of her.

So, her appearance tends to change and shift almost as much as her moods do. Ty was born with dark hair, a deep red-brown, but had since treated it to a number of rinses, dyes and 'green' chemicals. It has been blonde, black, red and back to blonde again, going into a continuous cycle. Her hair is still silky, shiny, which is a wonder seeing as how much she abuses it. It doesn't have a ton of volume, but that's fine with her because it makes her hair easier to deal with.

Ty is very skinny and she's very aware of how skinny she is. Unfortunately, she wasn't blessed with any of the curves women should have and has to compensate by wearing flattering clothes. This is a mean feat since she hates wearing clothes and has no qualms about running around in the nude should the mood strike her (and it does, frequently). Ty sports a B cup sometimes, but generally has to shop in the A cup section or find a child's trainer bra. The curve of her rear is very slight and is really only noticeable in dresses.

Ty's skin is a shade above egg-shell, the tan eggs not the white ones. She freckles very easily and has due to her time outside in the sun. When she decides on having red-hair, she's in danger of appearing to be the stereotypical 'ginger.' Ty's face is unusual. Without make-up, she's not a very pretty girl. Her nose is narrow and is a little snubbed on the end. Her forehead is very high and she has super-defined cheek-bones. While her eyebrows are perfectly tended too (naturally), her cheeks only further heighten her very large forehead. Her lips are pouty and pink, but they struggle to complete with the severity of her cheek bones and the sharp cut of her jawline.

However, her eyes are what make her gorgeous. Her eyes are curved, flirty, able to bat her eyelashes and flirt with the best of them. Her eyes are almost cat-like or even Egyptian in appearance. She knows how to make them sparkle, both on her own and with make-up. Ty was blessed with very long lashes, needing little mascara, which is a blessing since, by the end of the night, the mascara would have been running down her face in long jagged smudges. Ty's eyes are a sea-green, shining just as water does when it is hit by the wave.

LET'S GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER ' '

Personality Description: Ty is a wack-a-doodle. She’s never been particularly sane or keen on following the crowd. She thinks laws are stupid and anarchy should reign. Should someone get hurt in the meantime, oh well. Survival of the fittest, m’dear. If you can’t hack it in the real-world, then kill yourself.

Ty is spoiled. She knows how to manipulate people to give her what she wants. Denes was really the only one who was able to see through that. She had to beg him to give her what she wanted. Ty likes to live lavishly, excessively, and fiercely. She’ll do whatever whenever she feels like and, if she wants something, she’ll just take it. It’s that simple. Since there are very few who can take her on, there’s little stopping her from getting exactly that. She’s the kind to flaunt her powers. She doesn’t believe in hiding who she is and thinks those that do so to be weak. She’ll use her powers liberally and for anything she can. There’s hardly a day when she hasn’t fed on someone.

She’s also an extremely violent and aggressive girl. If you don’t give her what she wants, she’ll take it by force. She doesn’t like being told no. Although, chances are, once she’s actually in a fight, she’ll forget all about whatever it was that started the fight and instead throw herself into fighting, enjoying the moment. She rarely lives in the past or the future, instead being a fan of the now.

Due to her love of excess, Ty tends to be drunk or high most of the time. However, over the years, she’s gotten really good at hiding it, both physically and emotionally. It’s hard to get a read on when she’s wasted, unless one is a body manipulator or healer. Even the teachers have a hard time catching her in the act. In addition to being wasted, she’s also oversexed. She loves sex and has no qualms about whom she does it with or where she does it.

The only normal thing about Ty really is her love of camping and the wilderness. She can survive for an insane amount of time alone in the forest, just running around and communing with nature. She loves wild animals, finding the domesticated kind too stupid for her tastes. She loves falling asleep in random parts of the forest and putting sticks and flowers in her hair. She’ll swim in ice cold rivers and sun on the rocks like a snake. She can forage and survive for weeks without coming back in contact with civilization.

Likewise, she can do very well in the urban jungle. When she can find her way to the forest, she’ll explore abandoned buildings, jumping around and tempting death at every turn. She manages to seek out any sort of rave that’s held as these places. She’s able to seek out any rave, really. Or club. She has a sixth sense about finding out where the party is.

Chaos is her main goal. Total chaos. Even if that means reverting back to the primeval soup that everyone came from. She loves chaos and has no trouble instigating it.

Likes:
- Drinking
- Streaking
- Camping
- Wild-Life
- Alcohol
- Music
- Dancing (not choreographed, of course)
- Screaming
- Causing general havoc as a rule
- Nature
- Nature made illegal substances (Weed, mushrooms, etc.)
- Denes
Dislikes:
- Prim and proper cities (‘effed up cities like L.A are fine. They need a seedy underbelly to be worthy of her attention).
- Prudes
- Sobriety
- Being clothed for too long
- Sitting Still
- Enclosed spaces
- Man-made illegal substances (heroin, meth, etc.)
- Subjecting herself to what society deems appropriate
- Arianna Naxos
- Anything even remotely resembling a Norman Rockwell painting, both in life or otherwise
- Vegetarians
- Self-Control

Strength:
- Wild
- Driven
- Sensual
- Fun
- Huge Constitution
- Independent
Weaknesses:
- Unpredictable
- Aggressive
- Oversexed
- Excessive
-Irresponsible
- No self-control

Fears: Denes abandoning her for another woman. Doesn’t have to be romantic. They had tons of other partners when they were together, but she’s most concerned that he would totally give his heard and loyalty to someone else.
Goal: Open her own brewery and nightclub, one right next to the other. She wants to make a special brew that will prevent people from getting a hangover, but will give them the buzz people still look for when drinking.

Power/Ability: Vampirism- The maenads were essentially vampires. Not in the sense of “Dracula-blood-sucking-look-at-us-we-sparkle” vampires, but they ‘fed’ off of Dionysus’ energy. When they were under his influence, they were invulnerable from harm, they were superhumanly strong, and they regenerated. It’s the same thing for Ti. She has to ‘feed’ off of the energy of others. When she’s ‘fed’, she can’t be harmed, as she’ll either be invulnerable to it or she’ll merely regenerate. She’s also superhumanly strong and can tear apart animals as big as bulls when she’s in a big enough frenzy. However, she’s a regular person if she hasn’t fed and can be harmed as any regular person can. After a feeding, it’ll last until she falls asleep, then it resets and she becomes ‘human’ again. She feeds off of emotional energy, primarily wild emotions. When someone is out of control happy, sad, upset, angry, horny, etc., then she can feed off of them. For example, if she’s in a club, she’s well fed. If she’s in a library, she has to search out a really stressed-out student or something, because there’s nothing really going on there emotionally. If she’s at a zoo where the animals are going insane, she can feed off of that but it doesn’t last as long as human energy, so she’d need to constantly be going back and forth in order to get her fix. When she’s fed off of someone, an individual, they will feel really drained and tired. When she’s fed off of a large group, it’s hard for them to notice since it’s portioned out. She doesn’t need to touch the person, but she has to be at least in the same room as them or be within eyeshot. She can’t feed on someone she can’t physically see.

WELCOME TO MY LIFE ' '

Place of Origin: Lake Tahoe, California
History:
The oddly named Tiger-Lily Lorna Winchel was the daughter of Robert and Gloria Winchel. The Winchel family had been renowned vintners for several generations in the Napa Valley, owning one of the top grossing wineries in the area. Tiger-Lily, who liked to be called Ty in an effort to not sound like the horrible stereotype in Peter Pan, was their only child, since Gloria had problems conceiving and nearly died during labor. They were content with their one daughter and never expressed a desire to have another child. It was probably for the best since they weren’t the most attentive parents and Ty was allowed to practically get away with murder. Ty spoiled growing up, getting pretty much whatever she wanted whenever she wanted. Her parents preferred her giggles to her tears and did everything in their power to ensure her temper tantrums were quickly soothed. Of course, this was great for Ty. What kid doesn’t want everything their heart desires?

When she wasn’t being lavished with gifts, Ty was outside. She loved being outside. She loved camping, she loved hiking, and she loved communing with nature, the whole shebang. If she had her total and complete way, which oddly enough she didn’t, she’d live outside and run around naked. When he parents couldn’t find her, they automatically assumed she was outside running around like a little heathen. They didn’t say that in so many words, but it was true. Ty was born in the Lake Tahoe area. Being a wild child in the forest was in her blood. However, despite it all, her parents sent her away to like in the L.A area. Finding their daughter to unruly to deal with any longer, not to mention she was a drain on their bank account, they sent her to live with her aunt. Ty threw a massive temper tantrum, but it ignored and she was sent away anyway.

Ty hated the city. There were few trees, the air stank, and the concrete would hurt her bare feet when she felt like going on a run. Her aunt, a woman named Quinn Winchel, was a frequent visitor to the Hanover family. Unfortunately, she’d just missed the massacre at the Hanover house. Ty wasn’t happy. Her aunt was a stuffy rude woman who was keen on whipping Ty into shape. She had no qualms about literally enacting the phrase “Spare the rod and beat the child.” Ty made it her business to be outside and away from the house at every chance she got. Once day, she didn’t come home.

Given to a flurry of emotions, Ty met a young man named Elijah ad Deiri. He was the son of a Syrian banker who was trying to extend his reach to the United States to tap into the Middle Eastern Demographic. Elijah was a handsome young man with a penchant to be as wild as Ty. It angered his father to no end, but he didn’t care. It also angered his father that he had taken to hanging out with vintner’s daughter, and a white one at that, instead of finding a nice Syrian girl. The idea that Elijah would see this relationship as more than a casual passing affair terrified Elijah’s father. However, he was too smitten with Ty to obey his father’s command. They often snuck out together, running around, wandering the seedy underbelly of the Los Angeles area, and taking part in urban exploration.

Elijah was attached to Ty and vice versa. For a moment, she thought she was in love. She probably was, but the idea of romantic attachment was foreign to her. Instead, she tried to not acknowledge that bit and just relished his company.

But, like all things that are too good to be true, the happy life was shattered. Elijah had been hiding the fact that his family had a history of lymphoma. Soon, it struck Elijah and he became gravely ill. While he was in the hospital, Ty wouldn’t leave his side, despite Elijah’s father’s threats. She would always find a way to sneak back in. Ty held Elijah’s hand through the whole ordeal, through his losing his hair, through his increasing weakness, through his slow descent into death. She was there the moment he slipped into a coma. She was also there the moment he died.

Losing the love of her life had a profound effect on Ty. Ty slipped into a deep depression. She didn’t much care what her aunt threatened, or her parents’ pleas. She told them all to fuck off and began spending more and more time away from home. Weeks would pass without any word from her. Ty began experimenting with various drugs and illegal substances. As a famous vintner’s daughter, Ty was able to procure the finest wines and imbibed them all. Ty moved onto harder stuff, such as heroin and meth. It had a deteriorating effect on her body. She lost a ton of weight she was never able to quite gain back again. Her hair thinned and her eyes sank into her sockets. She was skeletal. Loosing so much weight and polluting her body caused her reproductive system to shut down. Since, she hasn’t had a period, nor will she ever be able to conceive. She saw that last bit as a good thing, since it meant she wouldn’t have to use contraceptives ever again. Ty was on the road to ruin fast, but she didn’t care. It meant she would be with Elijah again.

But, her suicidal downward spiral was interrupted by a young man who found her passed out in front of a club. Her clothes were tattered and she reeked of booze. She found that the only way she could stop feeling so sad was to imbibe as much alcohol as possible. The young man helped her to her feet and then escorted her to his place.

She hadn’t counted on ‘his place’ being an abandoned warehouse with all the dregs of the Los Angeles area ready to obey his every command. Her immediate instinct was that she was going to be raped, mutilated then killed, or something like that but in a different order, and was ready to put up a fight. She wanted to die, but she wasn’t ready to go out like that. Ty put up a fight but was quickly subdued into a happy stupor. She had no idea what happened but she suddenly felt good and tingly all over, like all her problems melted away. It was one of the best highs of her life. Ty fell asleep shortly after. When she came too, she was changed into clean clothes and had a hot meal ready for her. She scarfed it down with all the ravenous intensity of a neglected dog. When she was well fed, she sought out the young man who helped her.

He was an odd looking young man. He dressed funny, always smelled of sweet liquor and tended to have a weird gait. He was always animated, made her laugh and saw to it that all her needs were met. He gave her wine when she wanted it and made sure she was never hurting for a high. The only thing he forbade was man-made narcotics, like meth and heroin, as they led people to an early grave. He found that the naturally occurring narcotics were safer. Of course, being in his retinue, she had no real need for the naturally occurring narcotics, since was more than happy to do whatever it was he did in order to ensure her happiness. It wasn’t just her either. Anyone who was a member of his group was allowed to partake. It may have been her imagination, but he was possibly compensating for something he did a long time ago. She never asked him about it.

Ty was ready to follow him anywhere. She was the only one to call him Denes, thinking that it made their relationship more personal. While they were dedicated to each other emotionally, they weren’t particularly exclusive. He had various lovers and she did as well, though they always came back to each other by nighttime. The physical aspect wasn’t a big deal for her. As long as she had his heart, she was good to go. However, this fervor she had developed was a danger. Ty would do anything for him, including illegal activities. She had discovered her ability during one of these escapades. On a whim, the group decided it would be fun to hold a brewery hostage. Ty, being wasted out of her mind, fell into one of the vats. It happened to be one of the pressers, where they would condense the product. The group panicked and tried to get her out before she drowned or was crushed or both. However, their fears turned out to be unfounded, as the vat was suddenly punched open. Ty crawled out, laughing her ass off. She was unharmed. Upon further investigation, Ty saw that her ‘powers’ only worked when she was around people who were in a state of extreme exhilaration or panic or arousal or really any intense emotion. It would only last until she fell asleep, but during that time, she was invincible.

She never told Denes about these powers of hers. She didn’t want to out-do his own. Finding that she was invincible when she ‘fed’ off of the emotional high in the air was intoxicating.

But, it all changed. A girl had been enlisted to catch Denes and she succeeded. Upon further investigation and snooping, Ty found out about a lone survivor of the previous Hanover massacre, one of Denes’ crowning achievements. She assumed the girl was the same enlisted, since only she would understand Denes’ power. It was a vague hypothesis, but one that Ty stuck too.

In a rage, Ty turned the gang’s attentions onto the nearest threat on a list of threats. Ty led a mission of her fellow followers to destroy a section of Little India, a primarily Indian neighborhood near the Pioneer Boulevard area. She had little fear for their safety since she herself was now immortal in the right environment or had previously bed in the right environment. If they were injured, it wasn’t her problem. Ty had decided to go on this jihad since a number of Indian shop and restaurant owners had taken a stand against the violence caused by Denes’ posse. Proving their strength, the group decimated a number of residences and buildings. After that, no neighborhood put up any sort of resistance to the gang.

But, without Denes’ presence, the gang began to fall apart, each slinking back to whatever holes they came from. Ty was soon alone, the lone dedicated member. She searched for him in vain, causing chaos in her wake. Soon after, she was caught and dragged to a special school.

CONNECTION TO THE MYTH ' '

- Methe, in some accounts, is the daughter of Dionysus. Ty is the daughter of a vintner.
- Methe married the king of Assyria. Ty had a boyfriend from Syria.
- The King of Assyria died. Ty’s husband died of cancer.
- Methe was sad. Ty fell into a deep depression.
- Dionysus cheered her up. Vino found her and cheered her up.
- Methe joined Dionysus’ retinue. Ty becomes one of Vino’s followers.
- Methe becomes a cupbearer to the gods. Ty becomes Vino’s 2nd in command.
- Methe goes to India with Dionysus. Ty helps in the destruction of "Little India", a primarily Indian neighborhood.
- The Bacchae spent their time outdoors. Ty loves camping and being outside.
- The Bacchae ran around with wild animals. Ty prefers wild animals to domesticated pets.
- The Bacchae weren’t confined to societal norms. Ty has never been confined to societal norms.
- The Bacchae ate raw meat. Ty loves her steaks bloody.
- The Bacchae were frequently drunk. Every time someone sees Ty, she’s probably at least had three shots.
- The Bacchae were wild dancers. For Ty, the best kind of dancing is the non-choreographed kind.
- The Bacchae were slightly oversexed. Ty is oversexed.
- The Bacchae never got pregnant, lest they be kicked out of the group. Ty can’t get pregnant.

ROLEPLAYING SAMPLE ' '

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