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Matilda Ekhorn
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STATISTICS
NAME Matilda
AGE 25
DOB 24/6
HEIGHT 150 cm
BUILD Hourglass
HAIR White with a blue tinge
EYES Gray
THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE
The horn, probably, then the hands and tail.
ABILITIES & SKILLS
Purifying liquidLiquids like water can be purified of pollution and impurities, for example. Alcoholic liquids can be turned non-alcoholic or even 'purer' in alcohol content, depending on intent.HealingCuts, bruises, blunt trauma, broken bones, infections, poisons, and a lot of diseases can be healed by her magic.Opening locksThe magic inherent in her horn allows her to open nearly any lock with barely any effort. Some may take more magical force, and others she may still not be able to open.Understanding LanguagesAs it implies, she can understand any language spoken to her, but not necessarily speak it unless she has learned it.
CURRENT INFORMATION
Trying to get used to the idea of magic and magical/mythological beings existing and avoid the faeries that still seem to be after her, for some reason she doesn't understand yet. The queen has been resurrected, what else do they need her for?
Alternatly, for the sci-fi version: Attempting to get home and figure out what's going on, stuck on the Rainbow Nebula Three, a trading space station in the neutral zone between the territory of the Fair Ones and the Unis.
(In this case her father's name is actually Corné Reks, a Prince of the Blood, younger brother to the Unis Empress and the Duke of Carthalla (the third moon of the Unis homeworld).)
PERSONALITY
Shy and introverted, Matilda is a bit of an idealist and hopes, on some level, for the best and that people can be good or better than they are. She does not usually say this, or not outright, and most of the time she's probably not even aware that this is the underlying reason for the way she acts quite a lot of the time, but it is there. She's actually braver than she feels or thinks herself to be, taking risks and acting on people asking her to, out of a desire to help.
She's not entirely without wariness and carefulness, but she tends to take risks a lot (bordering or diving headfirst into outright recklessness), at least if they involve other people and their well-being, if she can help. It is mostly an immediate lack of awareness of possible manipulation and that not all people mean well, as her wariness and carefulness mostly applies to new situations, surprises and having to deal with that, which she isn't very good at and prefers (or tries) to keep things familiar around her as much as possible.
Despite this strength, she's not good at arguing and tends to simply stop, more out of frustration at her inability to formulate her arguments properly, if she gets upset or angry enough, or is being steamrolled. It might seem like agreement or an inability to stand up for her opinion (which, in a way, it is), but she hasn't actually changed opinion - she has just stopped defending her position.
Relatedly, she does not like being angry or fighting or arguments in general. They make her feel uneasy and unhappy, mostly because they come with raised voices - this is a leftover from her parents arguing when she was little, before they divorced. Quite often she can deal with her frustration and fits of temper by getting petty (refusing to listen/help, etc) and holding a grudge, which can last longer than her actual temper does.
She does have her breaking point, after all, despite being very patient otherwise, but her anger usually runs hot, swift, and dies out quickly, leaving her tired and, as she never likes, crying, both from the anger itself, having been angry, and the exhaustion of the same. It's quite embarrassing to her. Things that can set her off are bullies, animal cruelty and cruelty for cruelty's (or amusement's) sake, but she can otherwise be rather shockingly practical, in situations or ways one might not think she otherwise would be.
Matilda is very insecure in her looks - something which, after her transformation, turns into a feeling of alienation, impostor syndrome, and slight disgust. She knows she suddenly looks very pretty indeed, beautiful even, but while it's still her face she was also merely 'average' at best before the transformation, so it very much doesn't feel like 'her face'. The more 'perfect' body and features the transformation has given her has turned her insecurity into a case of impostor syndrome (I am not actually this pretty, you're all being tricked), and unsettled that even her face is not as it was.
The transformation has left her with a severe case of impostor syndrome of her own body and mild disgust and body horror, and trying to deal with all the changes; her hands being not what they were, walking having been difficult to re-acclimatise to, there's a tail and horns in the way... all of it conspires to make Matilda try to make herself as small as possible, a new, more severe development of what was only a rather mild case of shyness before.
Aside from that she's definitely introverted and likes keeping any gathering small.
APPEARANCE
Short and curvy, before the transformation she was pale-skinned and dark-haired. Now her skin is silvery with a purple tint in the shadows, and her extremely long hair white with a slightly pale blue tint. Her hands have only two thick fingers and a thumb, and her feet are hooves; her legs digitrade and she has a tail, ending in a huge tuft.
Trying to get used to the idea of magic and magical/mythological beings existing and avoid the faeries that still seem to be after her, for some reason she doesn't understand yet. The queen has been resurrected, what else do they need her for?
Alternatly, for the sci-fi version: Attempting to get home and figure out what's going on, stuck on the Rainbow Nebula Three, a trading space station in the neutral zone between the territory of the Fair Ones and the Unis.
(In this case her father's name is actually Corné Reks, a Prince of the Blood, younger brother to the Unis Empress and the Duke of Carthalla (the third moon of the Unis homeworld).)
PERSONALITY
Shy and introverted, Matilda is a bit of an idealist and hopes, on some level, for the best and that people can be good or better than they are. She does not usually say this, or not outright, and most of the time she's probably not even aware that this is the underlying reason for the way she acts quite a lot of the time, but it is there. She's actually braver than she feels or thinks herself to be, taking risks and acting on people asking her to, out of a desire to help.
She's not entirely without wariness and carefulness, but she tends to take risks a lot (bordering or diving headfirst into outright recklessness), at least if they involve other people and their well-being, if she can help. It is mostly an immediate lack of awareness of possible manipulation and that not all people mean well, as her wariness and carefulness mostly applies to new situations, surprises and having to deal with that, which she isn't very good at and prefers (or tries) to keep things familiar around her as much as possible.
Despite this strength, she's not good at arguing and tends to simply stop, more out of frustration at her inability to formulate her arguments properly, if she gets upset or angry enough, or is being steamrolled. It might seem like agreement or an inability to stand up for her opinion (which, in a way, it is), but she hasn't actually changed opinion - she has just stopped defending her position.
Relatedly, she does not like being angry or fighting or arguments in general. They make her feel uneasy and unhappy, mostly because they come with raised voices - this is a leftover from her parents arguing when she was little, before they divorced. Quite often she can deal with her frustration and fits of temper by getting petty (refusing to listen/help, etc) and holding a grudge, which can last longer than her actual temper does.
She does have her breaking point, after all, despite being very patient otherwise, but her anger usually runs hot, swift, and dies out quickly, leaving her tired and, as she never likes, crying, both from the anger itself, having been angry, and the exhaustion of the same. It's quite embarrassing to her. Things that can set her off are bullies, animal cruelty and cruelty for cruelty's (or amusement's) sake, but she can otherwise be rather shockingly practical, in situations or ways one might not think she otherwise would be.
Matilda is very insecure in her looks - something which, after her transformation, turns into a feeling of alienation, impostor syndrome, and slight disgust. She knows she suddenly looks very pretty indeed, beautiful even, but while it's still her face she was also merely 'average' at best before the transformation, so it very much doesn't feel like 'her face'. The more 'perfect' body and features the transformation has given her has turned her insecurity into a case of impostor syndrome (I am not actually this pretty, you're all being tricked), and unsettled that even her face is not as it was.
The transformation has left her with a severe case of impostor syndrome of her own body and mild disgust and body horror, and trying to deal with all the changes; her hands being not what they were, walking having been difficult to re-acclimatise to, there's a tail and horns in the way... all of it conspires to make Matilda try to make herself as small as possible, a new, more severe development of what was only a rather mild case of shyness before.
Aside from that she's definitely introverted and likes keeping any gathering small.
APPEARANCE
Short and curvy, before the transformation she was pale-skinned and dark-haired. Now her skin is silvery with a purple tint in the shadows, and her extremely long hair white with a slightly pale blue tint. Her hands have only two thick fingers and a thumb, and her feet are hooves; her legs digitrade and she has a tail, ending in a huge tuft.
HISTORY
Growing up an only child in an apartment complex in a near-city suburb to Stockholm, Matilda's life was pretty unremarkable until tensions between her parents started to show when she turned twelve. At fifteen, they had divorced, and Matilda mostly lived with her mother. If she healed a little faster than others, or was sick less... well, she just had a good immune system, didn't she?
At 24 she was working as an assistant librarian, living in an apartment of her own. A visit to a friend in London before Midsummer turned things on its head, however. Waking up to being surrounded by unknown people and the tingle of an unfamiliar energy in the air, Matilda didn't have much chance to question what was going on - instead the energy, the magic, pierced and changed her. It was a long, drawn-out process that, partway through left her screaming with a grief she didn't even understand at first. And when she did, understanding that she was losing mortality and could feel her flesh dying around her even as the magic continued to change her, she cried as well.
When the magic stopped, all she knew was that everything was wrong, though there wasn't much time to understand what had been done; one of the figures approaching with something gold in their hands had her instinctively staggering to her feet and fleeing.
Or trying to, but despite the fact that she had a hard time walking now, even more so running, she still got out of the rundown barn they'd apparently been in. Collapsing at a nearby lake and knowing she needed to run further to actually get away, the sudden appearance of a hand offered in front of her to help her up was startling. Barely getting a view of the tall woman who tugged her to her feet, they were running - and then she was picked up and simply carried.
Waking up in someone else's home isn't a pleasant situation, but Matilda was stopped in her tracks when trying to leave when her apparent rescuer came in with a cup of tea and said it wasn't every day she ran into an attempted resurrection of a faerie queen. And that was when Matilda realised the extent of the changes, after her confused denial had the woman lead her to the hallroom mirror. And also when she found out the world was both bigger and more magical than she'd known, and that she'd probably been chosen both for opportunity, because she was 'pure', and had some small amount of innate magic.
She also couldn't stay in London, Rhona said, commenting it'd be safer if she went home. Since she had a flight home and all she needed to do was get her things and say goodbye to her friend, she did so - with Rhona in tow, saying she wanted to visit a friend in Sweden herself, while offering some protection if the faeries came back for her or tried to get her before she left.
They didn't, and back home, Matilda was introduced to Rhona's friend - a bäckahäst to match Rhona being a kelpie.
A bit of a shock, that. Even more so that no one who wasn't already familiar with the supernatural, was something non-human themselves, or used to seeing things most would rather not look at, didn't see the changes she'd gone through at all. A relief, of course, but incomprehensible, considering how vast they were. Though apparently not as great as they could have been; both Rhona and Johannes pointed out that the reason she probably wasn't a properly transformed unicorn was that it was impossible to change something like a human, no matter how reasonably fitting in criteria, into something as magical and immortal as a unicorn.
Despite these shocks, life... sort of went back to normal after that, even if she now could see the "cracks" in reality and notice where there was magic and where the supernatural community had their gathering spots. She stayed in contact with Rhona after she went home, and Johannes showed her around to a few cafés and other meeting spots. That, could, maybe have been that, except as the months crept on into winter, Matilda started seeing magical creatures who definitely weren't native here, but otherwise looked human. In fact, they felt very much like the people who'd been around when she'd been transformed.
Running to hide with Johannes and calling Rhona, asking if she was just paranoid or something being up, Rhona asked for some time to figure things out and call back.
She didn't call back - she came back to Sweden two days later and said that the resurrection hadn't been just an "attempt"; it had been a successful one, and for some reason, the faeries were now apparently interested in her again.
ALTERNATELY, for a sci-fi bent:
Her father leaves when she's five, after a sudden influx of people she doesn't recognise and her parents arguing. Her mother refuses to explain where he's gone, aside from "away" and as she gets older, she simply assumes she doesn't know, any longer, where he could be. Her life is otherwise as described above, until her 25th birthday
Shortly after it, on a visit to a friend in London, she wakes up Elsewhere. And not just 'this is a house or surroundings I don't recognise' elsewhere, but rather 'there are stars outside the porthole' elsewhere. There's no explanations, and not even anyone to ask; food arrives at set times from a hatch in one of the rooms she has access to, and otherwise she's alone. It takes, as far as she knows, about a week before they've arrived wherever they're going and she actually sees the first of whatever aliens have kidnapped her - and isn't that such a ridiculous thought? But less ridiculous when there's no other explanation and the sky outside the ship is tinted purple and there's a gas giant dominating the horizon.
The aliens are beautiful, tall, long, pointed ears and with skin colours tinted in nearly glowing golds, pinks, browns, and reds, with large, luminous eyes with no apparent whites or pupils. Unsettling, but beautiful. Everything gets even more unsettling when she's led into what she can only call a throne room, and the woman (apparently, anyway) on the throne proclaiming that "this is what I have to work with? Too plain. Do something about it." She has no chance to ask what that's supposed to mean when she's led away into a room deeper in the... palace? pushed into the middle of an intricate pattern made up by mosaics and inlaid twirls of metal in the middle of the floor of the room. Then there's pain, and at the end of it there's the same woman - an apparently younger alien (elf? faerie? They kind of look like that's what they are, to her) beside her - holding up her chin and proclaiming her 'passable'. She comes to more properly in a room, later, and finds out what has been done and has a breakdown. Not that she's... ugly, not really, but this isn't her. And, somehow, she gets out of the room. Runs through corridors and rooms and dodging yelling people, ending up hiding in another ship somewhere and almost breaks her neck when it unexpectedly takes off.
She's found out when the crew is unloading the cargo, and that's when she finds out while she can understand people, she can't actually talk to them, however that works. There's confusion and awkwardness and she ends up running away from them, too, into bustling crowds of people - aliens of some sort of concourse and, of course, gets even more lost. Hiding in one of the corridor 'alleys' on what she's figured out must be a space station (a space station), having a complete meltdown, someone stands next to her until she's calmed down, though the only reason she doesn't attempt to run when she's helped to her feet is because they don't look like one of those faerie-aliens.
She's given a small, hexagonal piece that, when fitted at her temple, finally allows her to be understood as well as understand, and the small (smaller than she is, but very strong) alien that looks a little like an upright squid but with more of a face (and a sweet one it is), explain where she is. And call her a 'Unis', which she says she isn't, she's human - and then she gets laughed at because humans haven't reached proper space-faring capability yet so how can she be? She certainly doesn't look like one...
After some confused talking and explaining, Jhonnet finally knows the whole story and Matilda understands enough to be as confused as Jhonnet (and about the same things); why would a queen of the Fair Ones (the true name of the species kept to themselves) take a human and do this? Though, as Jhonnet explains, Matilda can't exactly be a pure human - otherwise there'd be no possibility of her looking like a unis, even with her messed-up hands (they have three fingers and a thumb, apparently). So, the only thing that seems possible is that, perhaps her father, disappeared so long ago, was a unis. And since they're shape shifters to some degree, apparently it's possible that he was.
This, of course, doesn't explain the effort, even if the Unis and the Fair Ones are at war - Matilda is a random half-unis from Earth, what does that matter? - and frankly, she doesn't care. What she wants is to go home, but how to accomplish that? While, also, probably avoiding any and all Fair Ones between here and there.
Growing up an only child in an apartment complex in a near-city suburb to Stockholm, Matilda's life was pretty unremarkable until tensions between her parents started to show when she turned twelve. At fifteen, they had divorced, and Matilda mostly lived with her mother. If she healed a little faster than others, or was sick less... well, she just had a good immune system, didn't she?
At 24 she was working as an assistant librarian, living in an apartment of her own. A visit to a friend in London before Midsummer turned things on its head, however. Waking up to being surrounded by unknown people and the tingle of an unfamiliar energy in the air, Matilda didn't have much chance to question what was going on - instead the energy, the magic, pierced and changed her. It was a long, drawn-out process that, partway through left her screaming with a grief she didn't even understand at first. And when she did, understanding that she was losing mortality and could feel her flesh dying around her even as the magic continued to change her, she cried as well.
When the magic stopped, all she knew was that everything was wrong, though there wasn't much time to understand what had been done; one of the figures approaching with something gold in their hands had her instinctively staggering to her feet and fleeing.
Or trying to, but despite the fact that she had a hard time walking now, even more so running, she still got out of the rundown barn they'd apparently been in. Collapsing at a nearby lake and knowing she needed to run further to actually get away, the sudden appearance of a hand offered in front of her to help her up was startling. Barely getting a view of the tall woman who tugged her to her feet, they were running - and then she was picked up and simply carried.
Waking up in someone else's home isn't a pleasant situation, but Matilda was stopped in her tracks when trying to leave when her apparent rescuer came in with a cup of tea and said it wasn't every day she ran into an attempted resurrection of a faerie queen. And that was when Matilda realised the extent of the changes, after her confused denial had the woman lead her to the hallroom mirror. And also when she found out the world was both bigger and more magical than she'd known, and that she'd probably been chosen both for opportunity, because she was 'pure', and had some small amount of innate magic.
She also couldn't stay in London, Rhona said, commenting it'd be safer if she went home. Since she had a flight home and all she needed to do was get her things and say goodbye to her friend, she did so - with Rhona in tow, saying she wanted to visit a friend in Sweden herself, while offering some protection if the faeries came back for her or tried to get her before she left.
They didn't, and back home, Matilda was introduced to Rhona's friend - a bäckahäst to match Rhona being a kelpie.
A bit of a shock, that. Even more so that no one who wasn't already familiar with the supernatural, was something non-human themselves, or used to seeing things most would rather not look at, didn't see the changes she'd gone through at all. A relief, of course, but incomprehensible, considering how vast they were. Though apparently not as great as they could have been; both Rhona and Johannes pointed out that the reason she probably wasn't a properly transformed unicorn was that it was impossible to change something like a human, no matter how reasonably fitting in criteria, into something as magical and immortal as a unicorn.
Despite these shocks, life... sort of went back to normal after that, even if she now could see the "cracks" in reality and notice where there was magic and where the supernatural community had their gathering spots. She stayed in contact with Rhona after she went home, and Johannes showed her around to a few cafés and other meeting spots. That, could, maybe have been that, except as the months crept on into winter, Matilda started seeing magical creatures who definitely weren't native here, but otherwise looked human. In fact, they felt very much like the people who'd been around when she'd been transformed.
Running to hide with Johannes and calling Rhona, asking if she was just paranoid or something being up, Rhona asked for some time to figure things out and call back.
She didn't call back - she came back to Sweden two days later and said that the resurrection hadn't been just an "attempt"; it had been a successful one, and for some reason, the faeries were now apparently interested in her again.
ALTERNATELY, for a sci-fi bent:
Her father leaves when she's five, after a sudden influx of people she doesn't recognise and her parents arguing. Her mother refuses to explain where he's gone, aside from "away" and as she gets older, she simply assumes she doesn't know, any longer, where he could be. Her life is otherwise as described above, until her 25th birthday
Shortly after it, on a visit to a friend in London, she wakes up Elsewhere. And not just 'this is a house or surroundings I don't recognise' elsewhere, but rather 'there are stars outside the porthole' elsewhere. There's no explanations, and not even anyone to ask; food arrives at set times from a hatch in one of the rooms she has access to, and otherwise she's alone. It takes, as far as she knows, about a week before they've arrived wherever they're going and she actually sees the first of whatever aliens have kidnapped her - and isn't that such a ridiculous thought? But less ridiculous when there's no other explanation and the sky outside the ship is tinted purple and there's a gas giant dominating the horizon.
The aliens are beautiful, tall, long, pointed ears and with skin colours tinted in nearly glowing golds, pinks, browns, and reds, with large, luminous eyes with no apparent whites or pupils. Unsettling, but beautiful. Everything gets even more unsettling when she's led into what she can only call a throne room, and the woman (apparently, anyway) on the throne proclaiming that "this is what I have to work with? Too plain. Do something about it." She has no chance to ask what that's supposed to mean when she's led away into a room deeper in the... palace? pushed into the middle of an intricate pattern made up by mosaics and inlaid twirls of metal in the middle of the floor of the room. Then there's pain, and at the end of it there's the same woman - an apparently younger alien (elf? faerie? They kind of look like that's what they are, to her) beside her - holding up her chin and proclaiming her 'passable'. She comes to more properly in a room, later, and finds out what has been done and has a breakdown. Not that she's... ugly, not really, but this isn't her. And, somehow, she gets out of the room. Runs through corridors and rooms and dodging yelling people, ending up hiding in another ship somewhere and almost breaks her neck when it unexpectedly takes off.
She's found out when the crew is unloading the cargo, and that's when she finds out while she can understand people, she can't actually talk to them, however that works. There's confusion and awkwardness and she ends up running away from them, too, into bustling crowds of people - aliens of some sort of concourse and, of course, gets even more lost. Hiding in one of the corridor 'alleys' on what she's figured out must be a space station (a space station), having a complete meltdown, someone stands next to her until she's calmed down, though the only reason she doesn't attempt to run when she's helped to her feet is because they don't look like one of those faerie-aliens.
She's given a small, hexagonal piece that, when fitted at her temple, finally allows her to be understood as well as understand, and the small (smaller than she is, but very strong) alien that looks a little like an upright squid but with more of a face (and a sweet one it is), explain where she is. And call her a 'Unis', which she says she isn't, she's human - and then she gets laughed at because humans haven't reached proper space-faring capability yet so how can she be? She certainly doesn't look like one...
After some confused talking and explaining, Jhonnet finally knows the whole story and Matilda understands enough to be as confused as Jhonnet (and about the same things); why would a queen of the Fair Ones (the true name of the species kept to themselves) take a human and do this? Though, as Jhonnet explains, Matilda can't exactly be a pure human - otherwise there'd be no possibility of her looking like a unis, even with her messed-up hands (they have three fingers and a thumb, apparently). So, the only thing that seems possible is that, perhaps her father, disappeared so long ago, was a unis. And since they're shape shifters to some degree, apparently it's possible that he was.
This, of course, doesn't explain the effort, even if the Unis and the Fair Ones are at war - Matilda is a random half-unis from Earth, what does that matter? - and frankly, she doesn't care. What she wants is to go home, but how to accomplish that? While, also, probably avoiding any and all Fair Ones between here and there.
FAMILY TREE
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TIMELINE
MOTHER Helen Ekhorn
FATHER Cornelius RexSISTER N/A
BROTHER N/A
SPOUSE N/A
ROADMAP
BIRTHPLACE Stockholm
TRANSFORMATION Outside London
ALT TRANSFORMATION Ethereal Golden Spires, Capital of Atlanta
CURRENTLY IN Stockholm/The Nebula Rainbow Three space station
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