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OOC Information;
Name; Mori
Personal Journal; ritzablitz
Contact; gambleroflife@gmail.com, forestofsleep (AIM, Plurk)
Other Characters; N/A
IC Information;
Character Name; Lycoris
Age; Over 60, physically appears to be 10-12.
Appearance; Using Ringo Akai from Ōkami-san to Shichinin no Nakamatachi as a PB
House; Baldr
Power; Regeneration
World Info; Lycoris comes from a fantasy world known as Ibion, which as expected is a place full of magic and where metaphysics hold a powerful influence over how the world works. Geographically, it’s similar to Earth, at least in that there are continents and countries, with several cultures analogous to those on Earth. Apart from regular humans, there are also Beastkin, which are people with animal traits. Despite the name, it’s more accurate to say that they’re “mutants”, as in normal humans with an unnatural excess of magical energy, which leads to the body mutating in an attempt to accommodate it -- most people gain animal traits, but a small fraction gain amazing supernatural abilities which allow to them to achieve feats that are impossible or difficult to recreate with magic. However, few of them ever fully reach the full potential of their powers due to how they work in general, and many might not even realize their existence as some powers can be so subtle that they can easily be written off as something else.
Beastkin are generally tolerated in most places, if not accepted as part of the community, but a certain degree of prejudice from both sides is not uncommon, and a small number of places still persecute beastkin. This isn’t directly relevant to Lycoris since she likely won’t care about species differences either way, but she’s pretty used to seeing people with animal ears and tails.
The general technology level is roughly equivalent to the 1940s, with steampunk elements that are shifting more towards dieselpunk. Commercial television is somewhat new and still in black-and-white, mechanical computers are in use but still far from being a regular consumer item, and there are cars and such. The little village that Lycoris lived in only has a single television set, in the local community building. A few of the residents own automobiles, and even then they’re mostly there for transporting produce to a nearby town.
Fairies are beings formed from the excessive magical energy present in the world. Once relatively few in numbers, with the advent of magic by mankind fairies are present virtually everywhere, and spawn endlessly. They are in essence manifestations of nature and natural phenomena, representing things such as flowers, fire, ice, light and so forth. Fairies are categorized based on this, with flower and plant fairies being the most widespread and most various; there is at least one fairy at any given time for literally every species of plant. They have special abilities based on the type of fairy they are, and to a certain extent their natural habitat -- a flower fairy who lives near rivers may have plant-based powers and some lesser water manipulation, for example.
That said, since fairies are basically densely packed magical energy in solid form, they lack a proper biology and as such have no internal organs. Newborn fairies look more like little glowing orbs with insect wings, but as they grow older they take on a more humanoid shape and grow larger -- of course, they are all uniformly small and even the oldest of fairies are around the size of a human child no older than 12 at most. Why they look more or less like people is a big mystery with no certain answer. While capable of intelligence and learning, most fairies aren’t typically thought of as sentient beings in the same sense as humans -- they’re likened more to animals. Fairies are all rather childlike and love to play pranks on humans, and frequently imitate human behaviour, such as eating despite not really needing to. That said, most fairies don’t speak, or at least communicate in a way understandable to humans, though they can be taught human language if someone is patient enough or otherwise pick up some vocabulary. They also display swarm intelligence; a single fairy or a small group is usually no big threat, but in large numbers can wreak havoc. Communities living near fairy colonies or areas with a high magical energy concentration regularly conduct extermination expeditions to keep their numbers low to prevent swarming.
Another big thing about fairies is that although they are somewhat like intelligent animals, they are also defined by a seemingly suicidal stupidity. This is because fairies do not understand the concept of death the same way humans do. Since fairies are made of energy, when a fairy “dies” or is killed (which is very, very often as the average fairy is typically very squishy), that energy is simply returned to the earth; as far as the other fairies are concerned, the “dead” fairy is still alive, just...not solid. They’ll come back soon enough, nevermind that it won’t necessarily be as the same fairy. Due to this, they behave recklessly without any fear of death. Though a fairy could theoretically live forever, so long as the aspect of nature they represent continues to exist, the average life expectancy is only five or so years because they’ll probably get themselves killed much sooner. They apply this same lack of understanding of death towards the rest of the world, which is why sometimes their pranks can end up less irritating and more dangerous or fatal, such as shoving someone off a cliff or setting their back on fire.
Fairies that manage to live sufficiently long enough and gain a great amount of life experiences may become Greater Fairies, i.e. the largest, strongest and smartest fairies. Considering how normal fairies are like, none of these say much. They differ from their lesser brethren in that they have the capacity to understand abstract concepts, and are generally more like “people” than lesser fairies. Of course, whether they actually do depends on whether or not they’ve learnt so, but they’re already above lesser fairies simply by being self-aware. These fairies can also learn to read and write and count, which is also something beyond the understanding of lesser fairies. Needless to say, Greater Fairies are exceptionally rare because most fairies don’t live long enough to achieve the sort of self-awareness that is used to define them.
Background; Lycoris started off the way all fairies do in Ibion, as a little ball of energy that lived along a river somewhere in the countryside, not too far away from a village. She was a flower fairy, specifically of the lycoris radiata (which she would eventually be named after). And like most fairies, she spent her days in childish mirth and playing pranks on villagers, often harmless little things like blowing around dust while someone was cleaning or stealing their food when they weren’t looking. And sometimes...well, some pranks were not-so-harmless, though if one were to ask Lycoris now she probably wouldn’t be able to remember the details too well, if at all.
Against all odds, Lycoris survived everything life threw at her. Any attempt to kill her, whether by natural disaster or extermination because fairies were bloody annoying, failed and while she didn’t always escape unscathed or intact, she was ultimately alive and she could regenerate any damages she suffered anyway. Really, she was just a fairy with a metric ton of luck, and perhaps had the benefit of being slightly smarter than the typical fairy. And as the years past and she pestered and watched people, she began to imitate them more and more, because it looked fun. Growing older meant growing bigger too, and after a few decades she gradually became more recognizable to the villagers as the little red fairy-child. But no one thought much about her unless she was stirring up some nuisance, as she didn’t act much different from all the other fairies.
Then one day, Lycoris became self-aware, for lack of a better way of describing it. Suddenly finding her somewhat fuzzy and muddled perception of the world lifted at that point left her confused and a little clueless, and for a time she stayed near the river trying to get her bearings. She was then found by an old lady named Lilya. Lilya, possibly recognizing her as the same fairy who would show up from time to time in the village, took her in and treated her as if she was her own child. She had no actual children of her own, and even though the villagers were nice Lilya lived by herself, so why not?
So Lycoris spent the next ten years of her life learning basic things children her apparent age would have already known. She learnt to speak properly, read, write and count, albeit probably not nearly as well as she should have. The adults were more bemused by the fact that she was somehow a fairy despite how different she was from the itty-bitty things they were more familiar with, and although she was accepted as part of the village they also regarded her with a certain degree of wariness. Not that she really noticed it -- she was too busy playing with the village children to care much.
Of course, the problems started cropping up as the years passed by. For one, the village children were growing older, but she...was not. Fairies couldn’t exactly age, after all. She tried to ignore it because there were always more kids she could play with, but again the cycle repeated -- the other children would grow up, yet she would remain as the eternal child. To top it all off, Lilya was a woman with a weak constitution in her old age, and one day she simply passed away in her sleep after a long bout of illness. Needless to say, Lycoris was devastated to find her dead in the morning, crying for days and refusing to believe Lilya was gone for good. Any attempt to console her by the villagers simply did not manage to stick to her, since that would require her accepting that someone died. A neighbour agreed to take her in, but Lycoris still went back to the old cottage she lived in with Lilya, and once she pulled herself together enough she spent a lot of time rummaging through it. Mostly looking for things to hoard.
And then Lycoris found a collection of letters, written from several people to Lilya, over the course of many years. Lycoris could still remember Lilya having talked about them before, and though she couldn’t read well enough to understand the letters entirely, it was obvious that they were important to her. Some more rummaging lead to her find some old photographs with dates and names written on the back. In a show of actual intelligence, she figured out that most of those names were...gone (dead), and that the one named “Fabian” was the last one left.
Then Lycoris stopped being reasonably intelligent and thought, if this Fabian was so important to Lilya, why wasn’t he around when she was sick in bed? Obviously, this was all his fault! Somehow! So she decided that she was going to find this douchebag and...yell at him, pretty much. With the letters, photographs and some meagre supplies in tow, Lycoris sneaked out of the village barely a week later to start on a manhunt for a single person. All she had for clues were a name, some old photos, and the last known location of the man, who was across the continent...four months ago. What do you mean it’s impossible?
A few weeks later in the next town over, Lycoris encountered a ghost haunting an antique chessboard, named Radomir. The ghost was all too eager for company after having spent decades unnoticed by the general populace, and she continued to visit the store he was kept in despite being shooed out multiple times by the shopkeeper. After learning that he too was looking for someone, but had not made much progress due to being confined to an inanimate object, she felt bad for him and decided to help him out. By which I mean she broke the store window during the night, grabbed his chessboard and then ran away very, very fast.
Lycoris will be showing up in Asgard about a month after that burglary, while lost in the woods with ghost-bro.
Personality; Lycoris more or less acts the age she looks, if not even more immature than the typical ten-year old. She’s childish, silly, cheerful, impulsive -- all the words you’d use to describe rowdy kids. And boy, is she rowdy; though she identifies as a girl she has absolutely no problems getting her clothes dirty and knees scraped up in the name of Doing Things, and certainly has no problems suckerpunching anyone she thinks deserves it. Fairies don’t actually have any concept of gender and Lycoris only calls herself a girl because everyone else assumes she is, but she doesn’t really care about gender norms either.
Which brings on to the biggest point about Lycoris’ personality: she is a dumb fairy. She’s none too bright and prone to recklessness for silly reasons, or just doing really dumb things because she doesn’t know better. Likewise, she doesn’t seem to quite feel fear, rarely realizing potential or actual danger and simply going on ahead anyway. It’s not that she can’t be afraid, but her impulsiveness frequently gets the better of her and she doesn’t normally stop to think about the consequences. She doesn’t have much in the way of tact either, choosing to be blunt and direct and either not realizing or caring if she ends up insulting someone in the face. Repercussions what is that can it be eaten? Due to her lack of worldly experience she is rather naive and gullible, and can be easily tricked.
Lycoris is someone who bounces back from failure and depression fairly quickly though. Her general reaction to things not going her way is either to keep trying until something gives, or to go “FINE I’ll just do it some other way!!” and proceed to be a nuisance in some other manner. She’s extremely persistent when she puts her mind to it, and isn’t above using unorthodox (read: reckless) methods to accomplish her goals. Compounded with her ability to regenerate and her lack of an actual biology, Lycoris puts herself in (unnecessary) danger fairly often, though in Asgard where she’s a normal human she may or may not learn to exercise more caution. It’s one part optimism, one part overconfidence, and one part short-sightedness.
Her childish recklessness and lack of foresight means that Lycoris is rather self-centred and selfish, in the way children can be. It’s not so much that she tries to be a jerkass as it is that she just...doesn’t really think about what the other person might feel or think. Her wants and needs are put before someone else’s, because it’s more important to get that out of the way first. Even when thinking for their benefit, Lycoris will do what she thinks is the best for them, which obviously doesn’t always coincide with what is the best for them. She’s well-meaning, but her tendency to disregard a person’s opinions and feelings is a little off-putting, to say the least.
The problem with Lycoris is that she generally doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking, acting on instinct and impulse most of the time and doing things on the fly. It’s undeniable that she can be awfully stupid, but as stated earlier she is capable of being intelligent, and being much older than she looks means she know more than any normal child usually would. She can strategize, and sometimes she has some childlike but surprisingly deep thoughts, what with technically being something akin to a law of nature. But she doesn’t normally stop to think hard enough for any of these to really show themselves, because thinking is hard and really troublesome.
In relation to that aversion to higher thinking, Lycoris is also averse to the prospect of growing up. Fairies are by nature eternal children, but her self-awareness compared to most fairies means she has the capacity to mature, like a real child. It almost as if subconsciously she resists maturing because that would mean she stops being a fairy, and should that ever happen what will become of her afterwards is uncertain at best, if she doesn’t just poof out of existence. More than anything else however, she doesn’t want to grow up because then she’ll have to accept some hard facts of life -- that people grow older and move on, that people eventually die and they’ll never come back. That people come and go, and that’s simply how life is. And she, a being who cannot truly age, feels left behind by a world that seems to be going on ahead without her. In particular, Lilya dying hit her very hard, because for the first time she has to deal with the fact that death is permanent.
It may sound like something very simple, and indeed Lycoris has had people try to explain death to her before, but to a fairy who viewed life and death more as a cycle of energy, the realization that death means that an individual is gone for good is something world-shattering. She simply refuses to accept that her mother figure will never come back, and that she and everyone else is mortal and will one day meet the same fate. Lycoris doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking because she fears that she’ll eventually contemplate on this subject, and doesn’t want to dwell on it. And childishly, she places the blame for the whole incident on someone else because she doesn’t want to confront her own feelings about it. Even she knows that it’s irrational and stupid of her to do so, but she desperately wants to feel better and dodge actually having to grow up. Not even meeting an actual ghost has budged her stance, as she does not really consider him to be “dead”, what with him being right in front of her. She will likely treat deaths in Asgard the same way -- people come back, so they can’t have really died, right?
For all of her selfishness and bratty attitude, Lycoris is ultimately a good kid who hasn’t actually faced the evils of the world. She is intensely loyal to those she likes and puts her faith in them because she believes that if she liked them to begin with, then they are surely good people. Though self-centred she means well for those she cares about, and she’d try to make it up to them if she realizes she hurts someone’s feelings (and she gives half a damn about them). Being a fairy, sometimes her moral compass can seem a little wonky (like obviously it’s a-okay to beat someone up for being a jerkface), but she certainly will not stand for anyone hurting her people, and can have quite a nasty streak when provoked. She’s a fairy, after all.
And she doesn’t have to give a damn if she shoves you off a cliff or sets you on fire, because if she did that in the first place then you clearly deserved it. Screw your morality, she has unhumanity. At least before Asgard, anyway.
Extra Notes;
Canonically, Lycoris has wings as well as lycoris flowers that are literally a part of her hair; they bloom and wilt in accordance with the seasons. She has the ability to cause plants to grow even in conditions where it would normally be impossible or difficult to do so, as well as some very weak water manipulation. As a flower fairy, she draws power from plantlife -- her power level increases depending on the presence of plants in the surrounding area, and she gains the most power in the presence of lycoris radiata plants. The more flowers there are, the stronger, faster and hardier she will be overall. She can also regenerate from virtually any injury, ranging from a few hours to a few days depending on the severity. Again, in the presence of flowers she will regenerate much faster.
Of course, Asgard will render all of this null. However, she will still be stronger and hardier than what her small stature would imply, but not so much that it’s beyond human limits. As an example, despite being 4’4” she’d be about as strong as the average adult human, maybe somewhat less.
Name; Mori
Personal Journal; ritzablitz
Contact; gambleroflife@gmail.com, forestofsleep (AIM, Plurk)
Other Characters; N/A
IC Information;
Character Name; Lycoris
Age; Over 60, physically appears to be 10-12.
Appearance; Using Ringo Akai from Ōkami-san to Shichinin no Nakamatachi as a PB
House; Baldr
Power; Regeneration
World Info; Lycoris comes from a fantasy world known as Ibion, which as expected is a place full of magic and where metaphysics hold a powerful influence over how the world works. Geographically, it’s similar to Earth, at least in that there are continents and countries, with several cultures analogous to those on Earth. Apart from regular humans, there are also Beastkin, which are people with animal traits. Despite the name, it’s more accurate to say that they’re “mutants”, as in normal humans with an unnatural excess of magical energy, which leads to the body mutating in an attempt to accommodate it -- most people gain animal traits, but a small fraction gain amazing supernatural abilities which allow to them to achieve feats that are impossible or difficult to recreate with magic. However, few of them ever fully reach the full potential of their powers due to how they work in general, and many might not even realize their existence as some powers can be so subtle that they can easily be written off as something else.
Beastkin are generally tolerated in most places, if not accepted as part of the community, but a certain degree of prejudice from both sides is not uncommon, and a small number of places still persecute beastkin. This isn’t directly relevant to Lycoris since she likely won’t care about species differences either way, but she’s pretty used to seeing people with animal ears and tails.
The general technology level is roughly equivalent to the 1940s, with steampunk elements that are shifting more towards dieselpunk. Commercial television is somewhat new and still in black-and-white, mechanical computers are in use but still far from being a regular consumer item, and there are cars and such. The little village that Lycoris lived in only has a single television set, in the local community building. A few of the residents own automobiles, and even then they’re mostly there for transporting produce to a nearby town.
Fairies are beings formed from the excessive magical energy present in the world. Once relatively few in numbers, with the advent of magic by mankind fairies are present virtually everywhere, and spawn endlessly. They are in essence manifestations of nature and natural phenomena, representing things such as flowers, fire, ice, light and so forth. Fairies are categorized based on this, with flower and plant fairies being the most widespread and most various; there is at least one fairy at any given time for literally every species of plant. They have special abilities based on the type of fairy they are, and to a certain extent their natural habitat -- a flower fairy who lives near rivers may have plant-based powers and some lesser water manipulation, for example.
That said, since fairies are basically densely packed magical energy in solid form, they lack a proper biology and as such have no internal organs. Newborn fairies look more like little glowing orbs with insect wings, but as they grow older they take on a more humanoid shape and grow larger -- of course, they are all uniformly small and even the oldest of fairies are around the size of a human child no older than 12 at most. Why they look more or less like people is a big mystery with no certain answer. While capable of intelligence and learning, most fairies aren’t typically thought of as sentient beings in the same sense as humans -- they’re likened more to animals. Fairies are all rather childlike and love to play pranks on humans, and frequently imitate human behaviour, such as eating despite not really needing to. That said, most fairies don’t speak, or at least communicate in a way understandable to humans, though they can be taught human language if someone is patient enough or otherwise pick up some vocabulary. They also display swarm intelligence; a single fairy or a small group is usually no big threat, but in large numbers can wreak havoc. Communities living near fairy colonies or areas with a high magical energy concentration regularly conduct extermination expeditions to keep their numbers low to prevent swarming.
Another big thing about fairies is that although they are somewhat like intelligent animals, they are also defined by a seemingly suicidal stupidity. This is because fairies do not understand the concept of death the same way humans do. Since fairies are made of energy, when a fairy “dies” or is killed (which is very, very often as the average fairy is typically very squishy), that energy is simply returned to the earth; as far as the other fairies are concerned, the “dead” fairy is still alive, just...not solid. They’ll come back soon enough, nevermind that it won’t necessarily be as the same fairy. Due to this, they behave recklessly without any fear of death. Though a fairy could theoretically live forever, so long as the aspect of nature they represent continues to exist, the average life expectancy is only five or so years because they’ll probably get themselves killed much sooner. They apply this same lack of understanding of death towards the rest of the world, which is why sometimes their pranks can end up less irritating and more dangerous or fatal, such as shoving someone off a cliff or setting their back on fire.
Fairies that manage to live sufficiently long enough and gain a great amount of life experiences may become Greater Fairies, i.e. the largest, strongest and smartest fairies. Considering how normal fairies are like, none of these say much. They differ from their lesser brethren in that they have the capacity to understand abstract concepts, and are generally more like “people” than lesser fairies. Of course, whether they actually do depends on whether or not they’ve learnt so, but they’re already above lesser fairies simply by being self-aware. These fairies can also learn to read and write and count, which is also something beyond the understanding of lesser fairies. Needless to say, Greater Fairies are exceptionally rare because most fairies don’t live long enough to achieve the sort of self-awareness that is used to define them.
Background; Lycoris started off the way all fairies do in Ibion, as a little ball of energy that lived along a river somewhere in the countryside, not too far away from a village. She was a flower fairy, specifically of the lycoris radiata (which she would eventually be named after). And like most fairies, she spent her days in childish mirth and playing pranks on villagers, often harmless little things like blowing around dust while someone was cleaning or stealing their food when they weren’t looking. And sometimes...well, some pranks were not-so-harmless, though if one were to ask Lycoris now she probably wouldn’t be able to remember the details too well, if at all.
Against all odds, Lycoris survived everything life threw at her. Any attempt to kill her, whether by natural disaster or extermination because fairies were bloody annoying, failed and while she didn’t always escape unscathed or intact, she was ultimately alive and she could regenerate any damages she suffered anyway. Really, she was just a fairy with a metric ton of luck, and perhaps had the benefit of being slightly smarter than the typical fairy. And as the years past and she pestered and watched people, she began to imitate them more and more, because it looked fun. Growing older meant growing bigger too, and after a few decades she gradually became more recognizable to the villagers as the little red fairy-child. But no one thought much about her unless she was stirring up some nuisance, as she didn’t act much different from all the other fairies.
Then one day, Lycoris became self-aware, for lack of a better way of describing it. Suddenly finding her somewhat fuzzy and muddled perception of the world lifted at that point left her confused and a little clueless, and for a time she stayed near the river trying to get her bearings. She was then found by an old lady named Lilya. Lilya, possibly recognizing her as the same fairy who would show up from time to time in the village, took her in and treated her as if she was her own child. She had no actual children of her own, and even though the villagers were nice Lilya lived by herself, so why not?
So Lycoris spent the next ten years of her life learning basic things children her apparent age would have already known. She learnt to speak properly, read, write and count, albeit probably not nearly as well as she should have. The adults were more bemused by the fact that she was somehow a fairy despite how different she was from the itty-bitty things they were more familiar with, and although she was accepted as part of the village they also regarded her with a certain degree of wariness. Not that she really noticed it -- she was too busy playing with the village children to care much.
Of course, the problems started cropping up as the years passed by. For one, the village children were growing older, but she...was not. Fairies couldn’t exactly age, after all. She tried to ignore it because there were always more kids she could play with, but again the cycle repeated -- the other children would grow up, yet she would remain as the eternal child. To top it all off, Lilya was a woman with a weak constitution in her old age, and one day she simply passed away in her sleep after a long bout of illness. Needless to say, Lycoris was devastated to find her dead in the morning, crying for days and refusing to believe Lilya was gone for good. Any attempt to console her by the villagers simply did not manage to stick to her, since that would require her accepting that someone died. A neighbour agreed to take her in, but Lycoris still went back to the old cottage she lived in with Lilya, and once she pulled herself together enough she spent a lot of time rummaging through it. Mostly looking for things to hoard.
And then Lycoris found a collection of letters, written from several people to Lilya, over the course of many years. Lycoris could still remember Lilya having talked about them before, and though she couldn’t read well enough to understand the letters entirely, it was obvious that they were important to her. Some more rummaging lead to her find some old photographs with dates and names written on the back. In a show of actual intelligence, she figured out that most of those names were...gone (dead), and that the one named “Fabian” was the last one left.
Then Lycoris stopped being reasonably intelligent and thought, if this Fabian was so important to Lilya, why wasn’t he around when she was sick in bed? Obviously, this was all his fault! Somehow! So she decided that she was going to find this douchebag and...yell at him, pretty much. With the letters, photographs and some meagre supplies in tow, Lycoris sneaked out of the village barely a week later to start on a manhunt for a single person. All she had for clues were a name, some old photos, and the last known location of the man, who was across the continent...four months ago. What do you mean it’s impossible?
A few weeks later in the next town over, Lycoris encountered a ghost haunting an antique chessboard, named Radomir. The ghost was all too eager for company after having spent decades unnoticed by the general populace, and she continued to visit the store he was kept in despite being shooed out multiple times by the shopkeeper. After learning that he too was looking for someone, but had not made much progress due to being confined to an inanimate object, she felt bad for him and decided to help him out. By which I mean she broke the store window during the night, grabbed his chessboard and then ran away very, very fast.
Lycoris will be showing up in Asgard about a month after that burglary, while lost in the woods with ghost-bro.
Personality; Lycoris more or less acts the age she looks, if not even more immature than the typical ten-year old. She’s childish, silly, cheerful, impulsive -- all the words you’d use to describe rowdy kids. And boy, is she rowdy; though she identifies as a girl she has absolutely no problems getting her clothes dirty and knees scraped up in the name of Doing Things, and certainly has no problems suckerpunching anyone she thinks deserves it. Fairies don’t actually have any concept of gender and Lycoris only calls herself a girl because everyone else assumes she is, but she doesn’t really care about gender norms either.
Which brings on to the biggest point about Lycoris’ personality: she is a dumb fairy. She’s none too bright and prone to recklessness for silly reasons, or just doing really dumb things because she doesn’t know better. Likewise, she doesn’t seem to quite feel fear, rarely realizing potential or actual danger and simply going on ahead anyway. It’s not that she can’t be afraid, but her impulsiveness frequently gets the better of her and she doesn’t normally stop to think about the consequences. She doesn’t have much in the way of tact either, choosing to be blunt and direct and either not realizing or caring if she ends up insulting someone in the face. Repercussions what is that can it be eaten? Due to her lack of worldly experience she is rather naive and gullible, and can be easily tricked.
Lycoris is someone who bounces back from failure and depression fairly quickly though. Her general reaction to things not going her way is either to keep trying until something gives, or to go “FINE I’ll just do it some other way!!” and proceed to be a nuisance in some other manner. She’s extremely persistent when she puts her mind to it, and isn’t above using unorthodox (read: reckless) methods to accomplish her goals. Compounded with her ability to regenerate and her lack of an actual biology, Lycoris puts herself in (unnecessary) danger fairly often, though in Asgard where she’s a normal human she may or may not learn to exercise more caution. It’s one part optimism, one part overconfidence, and one part short-sightedness.
Her childish recklessness and lack of foresight means that Lycoris is rather self-centred and selfish, in the way children can be. It’s not so much that she tries to be a jerkass as it is that she just...doesn’t really think about what the other person might feel or think. Her wants and needs are put before someone else’s, because it’s more important to get that out of the way first. Even when thinking for their benefit, Lycoris will do what she thinks is the best for them, which obviously doesn’t always coincide with what is the best for them. She’s well-meaning, but her tendency to disregard a person’s opinions and feelings is a little off-putting, to say the least.
The problem with Lycoris is that she generally doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking, acting on instinct and impulse most of the time and doing things on the fly. It’s undeniable that she can be awfully stupid, but as stated earlier she is capable of being intelligent, and being much older than she looks means she know more than any normal child usually would. She can strategize, and sometimes she has some childlike but surprisingly deep thoughts, what with technically being something akin to a law of nature. But she doesn’t normally stop to think hard enough for any of these to really show themselves, because thinking is hard and really troublesome.
In relation to that aversion to higher thinking, Lycoris is also averse to the prospect of growing up. Fairies are by nature eternal children, but her self-awareness compared to most fairies means she has the capacity to mature, like a real child. It almost as if subconsciously she resists maturing because that would mean she stops being a fairy, and should that ever happen what will become of her afterwards is uncertain at best, if she doesn’t just poof out of existence. More than anything else however, she doesn’t want to grow up because then she’ll have to accept some hard facts of life -- that people grow older and move on, that people eventually die and they’ll never come back. That people come and go, and that’s simply how life is. And she, a being who cannot truly age, feels left behind by a world that seems to be going on ahead without her. In particular, Lilya dying hit her very hard, because for the first time she has to deal with the fact that death is permanent.
It may sound like something very simple, and indeed Lycoris has had people try to explain death to her before, but to a fairy who viewed life and death more as a cycle of energy, the realization that death means that an individual is gone for good is something world-shattering. She simply refuses to accept that her mother figure will never come back, and that she and everyone else is mortal and will one day meet the same fate. Lycoris doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking because she fears that she’ll eventually contemplate on this subject, and doesn’t want to dwell on it. And childishly, she places the blame for the whole incident on someone else because she doesn’t want to confront her own feelings about it. Even she knows that it’s irrational and stupid of her to do so, but she desperately wants to feel better and dodge actually having to grow up. Not even meeting an actual ghost has budged her stance, as she does not really consider him to be “dead”, what with him being right in front of her. She will likely treat deaths in Asgard the same way -- people come back, so they can’t have really died, right?
For all of her selfishness and bratty attitude, Lycoris is ultimately a good kid who hasn’t actually faced the evils of the world. She is intensely loyal to those she likes and puts her faith in them because she believes that if she liked them to begin with, then they are surely good people. Though self-centred she means well for those she cares about, and she’d try to make it up to them if she realizes she hurts someone’s feelings (and she gives half a damn about them). Being a fairy, sometimes her moral compass can seem a little wonky (like obviously it’s a-okay to beat someone up for being a jerkface), but she certainly will not stand for anyone hurting her people, and can have quite a nasty streak when provoked. She’s a fairy, after all.
And she doesn’t have to give a damn if she shoves you off a cliff or sets you on fire, because if she did that in the first place then you clearly deserved it. Screw your morality, she has unhumanity. At least before Asgard, anyway.
Extra Notes;
Canonically, Lycoris has wings as well as lycoris flowers that are literally a part of her hair; they bloom and wilt in accordance with the seasons. She has the ability to cause plants to grow even in conditions where it would normally be impossible or difficult to do so, as well as some very weak water manipulation. As a flower fairy, she draws power from plantlife -- her power level increases depending on the presence of plants in the surrounding area, and she gains the most power in the presence of lycoris radiata plants. The more flowers there are, the stronger, faster and hardier she will be overall. She can also regenerate from virtually any injury, ranging from a few hours to a few days depending on the severity. Again, in the presence of flowers she will regenerate much faster.
Of course, Asgard will render all of this null. However, she will still be stronger and hardier than what her small stature would imply, but not so much that it’s beyond human limits. As an example, despite being 4’4” she’d be about as strong as the average adult human, maybe somewhat less.