BISHOP, lucy {Anna}

[LUCY BISHOP]

LUCY BISHOP

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of the Civilians. [/color]

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CLASSIFIED INFORMATION[/color]
"And your name is... oh, dear." -Nuala. [/color]

»»FULL NAME:[/b]Lucy Ann Bishop
»»AGE:[/b] 27
»»OCCUPATION:[/b] The Finder/master thief
»»FACTION:[/b] Lucy keeps one foot in the Magical Realm and one in the Human
»»SPECIES : [/b] Human, Witch
»»ALIGNMENT:[/b] Neutral



»»POWERS/ABILITIES: [/b]
-Minor Spellwork- scrying- the ability, through the use of a crystal (though she’s substituted with anything from a pocketwatch to a paperclip on a string) and a map to find objects or people, minor glamour (hair color or length, eye color, etc) lighting a candle without a match, a spoon continuing to stir after she’s stopped holding it, ability to sense magic and non-humans, nothing that would change her life, but abilities that are useful to have. Most of these rely simply on her natural witch magic, though some, like the glamour, takes a small incantation. In reality, Lucy could be a lot more powerful in terms of spellwork and more ‘common’ witchcraft, but she hasn’t been taught and hasn’t really cared to learn, especially with the majority of her power and time going to her Keyring and finding magical objects.

THE KEYRING
-To open what is closed, it seems like a rather unassuming ability, but is the basis of Lucy’s magical talent and likely the reason she can wield the Keyring. Simply by laying her hand on a locked door(/window/ safe/ trunk/etc), she can will the door to unlock and open. It doesn’t matter if the door is locked by a key or code or a card, if Lucy ‘asks’ it to open, it will. She also ‘attracts’ keys. If she were in a room and your keys were laying on the counter, by the time she left, they would end up on her person, usually in a pocket, but have been known to show up in her socks, stuck in her hair and on one occasion dangling from her bra strap. This is not really a power Lucy controls(or appreciates having), it’s just by being near keys they become semi-sentient and choose to go with her- how they do it is anyone’s guess, as when Lucy has tried watching keys to see how they make the travel from counter top to her pocket, they always manage to move the second she blinks or turns her head. Her Keyring behaves much the same way, though can travel much greater distances. The Keyring wants to be with Lucy and it is quite difficult to steal or take it away, and will return to her if it is stolen unless held under serious charm or magical containment. Lucy is the wielder of the Keyring and as thus, is the only one capable of using it.

With her Keyring, Lucy’s powers are amplified. With the Keyring, Lucy can open up any door anywhere at any time, and it will open to wherever else in the world she wants. For example, if she were in NYC and was at a door, she could ‘ask’ the Keyring to give her a key to a house in Paris, France. That key would show up on the Keyring, and if she used it on the NY door, it would open up into the house in France. The Keyring normally appears as a simple silver ring that has no noticeable latch to open and no keys on it. The keys will only appear when Lucy calls upon them. With the Keyring amplifying her ‘unlocking’ and ‘door-opening’ abilities, Lucy has also gained the ability to ‘force’ and ‘make’ a door. To make a door, Lucy can only do so by using magical piece of chalk. She herself can’t even make it and must go to a couple different magical creatures in order to get it made. By drawing on any surface the shape of a door, she can use her magic and make a door. Given time, and the right runes and symbols, she can have that door open specifically where she wants. If she has only time to draw the door, the destination is completely random, and even then, even with all the right runes, she is only capable of opening a door within ten miles of where she is. Once she closes the door or the drawing has worn off, the door is no longer useable. ‘Making’ a door, as explained before, is quite different than ‘forcing’ a door. If Lucy were to force a door, she simply needs to lay her hands on a surface (a wall for example) and with a strong use of magic and push, Lucy can force open a door in the wall. In this case however, she does not open the door to another destination, but only to whatever is directly on the other side of the wall/ceiling/floor, etc. Both these power are very draining, and Lucy generally tries to avoid using it and rarely advertises that she even has these abilities for she knows after she uses them, she will be in a much weaker state, and a great disadvantage.

Lucy has one more ability, that isn’t really an ability she herself uses, but is one that someone can use in order to reach her. With the power of her Keyring, Lucy could be anywhere at any given time, so often can’t be reached by normal means. If one wants to reach her, one first has to draw the Greek key symbol or an Ankh(which is often referred to as the Key of the Nile) or the hexagram ( a symbol of witches found in the book, the Key of Solomon) on a door and then knock on it three times. One must also put down there name and if inclined, their reason for calling on her. (BPRD agents need only draw their symbol and their name) In doing so, the key to the door will appear on Lucy’s Keyring and begin to shake. Lucy needs only to use that key to open whatever door is closest to her to wherever the ‘knocker’ is (Her door is also where the symbol and name will appear). If Lucy refuses your call, the key symbol will disappear from your door in a puff of acrid smoke.



THE DETAILS[/color]
"Give it up nasty, we can see you." -Hellboy. [/color]

»»EYE COLOR:[/b] honey brown
»»HAIR COLOR:[/b] mahogany brown
»»HEIGHT:[/b] 5'3
»»PLAY BY:[/b] Natalie Portman

»»APPEARANCE: [/b]
Standing at a whooping 5’3”, and at 107 lbs soaking wet, Lucy wouldn’t intimidate a bunny rabbit. She also happens to be the best example of the phrase ‘looks can be deceiving’. She’s a whirlwind of a person, all wrapped up in a petite, unassuming package. However, she’s definitely not what one would describe as scrawny, her arms and legs are toned with lean muscle, while her body is distinctly feminine. And those muscles aren’t for show, Lucy has earned every one of them, and is definitely capable of using them and her size to her advantage. No one ever assumes that little Lucy packs a killer right hook or a brutal roundhouse kick...but she does.

While her petite size portrays her as more delicate and fragile that she truly is, it is her sweet, gentle face that seals the deal. Large, doe-like clear honey brown eyes framed in thick lashes, sweet rosebud lips, and long mahogany hair portray Lucy as a genteel young lady. It’s only after she’s clocked you round the head, stolen all your magical possessions and left you tied up while she simply waltzes through your closet door that it might be a good idea to not be distracted by her good looks or un-intimidating size because she’ll use it to her advantage.

Lucy’s wardrobe doesn’t deviate far from a pair of dark wash jeans, knee-high boots or red Chuck Taylors, t-shirt, her lucky leather bomber jacket, and, of course, her key ring, which always stays on her right wrist. When out on a ‘mission’ or on the search for a magical artifact, the only thing that changes to her attire is the variations and/or amount of magical objects that she carries on her person. Most often these objects are kept in her handy-dandy utility belt. The old, dark brown leather belt was once her grandfather’s, so even on the last hole, the belt sits rather precariously on her hips. Lucy is also never really ‘off-duty’, and is always prepared to do her job. The most dressed down she gets is when she’s asleep, and that usually constitutes a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt and her gun under the pillow.

She’s not one to dress up, though that doesn’t mean she hasn’t, but it’s almost always done when she’s on a ‘job’. Make-up also tends to fall under that category. Although she doesn’t really think about it, Lucy was graced with good looks and doesn’t really need make-up, which is good, because she’d probably forget to put it on anyway. Any jewelry she wears almost always serves another purpose of the magical/mystical variety, whether it’s a necklace of Ghana Aggry beads (capable of telling if someone is lying) or one of the torcs (arm/neck ring) of Cernunnos, a Celtic god that allows the wearer to communicate with wild animals, particularly snakes and stags or the Ring of Gyges, which allows the wearer to become temporarily invisible.



»»PERSONALITY: [/b]

Lucy is a funny character. She travels the world to find and retrieve/steal any number of magical artifacts, and will do so for anyone that asks all to the tune of a hefty sum. However, most of that money sits untouched in Swiss banks or offshore accounts in the Caribbean. She does her job because she likes the thrill and danger of it, not because she needs the money- she doesn’t, she actually has little use for money. However most clientele don’t believe your worth your grit unless your price tag is somewhere between crazy and ludicrous. As Lucy has no real use for money, what makes her happiest in life is good coffee and great food. Most of her traveling is done so she can have that great cappuccino from that little place in Italy or have the best ramen from the hole in the wall place in Tokyo. And girl can put away food, for how tiny she is, she eats like someone twice her size. Of course, charities from around the world often receive rather ridiculous donations from an anonymous donor, and Lucy has nothing to say about that.

Lucy is also peculiar in the fact that despite how wild and loose she plays with her life, jumping from cliffs (with a parachute) or scaling down buildings, she is a meticulous planner for all of her jobs. Especially when whatever her artifact she is after must be taken without the knowledge of its owner, she has everything planned down to the minute, and likes to have nearly every contingency planned for. It’s most often her life at risk, and as of right now, she’d rather be alive than dead. She is a professional and takes her job seriously....sort of. She likes to plan for everything, but is never completely flustered when things go wrong, she’s more peeved that things aren’t going her way, but likes the adrenaline rush of figuring things out on the spot and under pressure just as much as when her plans go through unhindered.
She has really no qualms about her job, and will get whatever you want as long as you’re willing to pay, her only rule is that it not be something living, and if it is, it better be portable. (there was one time she had to move a fledgling roc, and not knowing what she was getting into had to make a door the size of a garage in order to get the bird through it...so never again!) Lucy also would rather not kill anyone to get her object, she has before in defense of her own life, but it’s not something she’d like to repeat.

Getting to know Lucy is rather difficult, and there are few people who really know her. They know about her abilities and her reputation, what she is capable of, and how to contact her, but she can count on one hand the number of people who actually know how she takes her coffee or what music she listens to. Absolutely no one knows the Collector is her grandfather, with the exception of Professor Broom, but he took that secret to the grave. Lucy is an out-going, enthusiastic person, but is rather stubbornly closed off on anything that has to with her personally, and has no objection to lying straight to your face about her background. This is one of the reasons she so greatly dislikes those with psychic or mind-related abilities- she’s deeply secretive and doesn’t want anyone to know what she doesn’t explicitly tell them. She is secretly kind of lonely, as she has few deep, close relationships, but would rather shoot herself in the foot than admit to it.

Lucy is not what one would call ‘sweet’ or ‘gentle-hearted’, she’s sarcastic, abrasive and can often be rude. She doesn’t tip-toe about what she feels, and she won’t hold back her sarcastic wit or cynicism when you’re pissing her off. That’s not to say she can’t be gentle, it’s just when there isn’t anyone else around, that she’ll help the fallen child, or talk sweetly to Pluck, but otherwise, she’s rather cynical about the ‘soft emotions’- she does have an image to uphold. What bothers her the most is the wilting flower girls (or guys as the case may be) who are only ‘soft emotions’ and can’t or won’t fight and only complain or stand off to the side while she busts her ass doing all the hard work.




THE BACKGROUND[/color]
"I'm not a baby, I'm a tumor." -Tumor. [/color]

»»FAMILY TREE:[/b] Mary and Ethan Bishop (parents, now deceased) Grandfather (also known as the Collector)
»»IDOLS:[/b] Bonnie and Clyde, Vincenzo Peruggia, Houdini, & Leonardo Notarbartolo (all famous thieves or master escape artists)

»»HISTORY: [/b]

Lucy Bishop was born early June 7th to parents Mary and Ethan Bishop in what could be a called a hospital on the small island of Guernsey in the English Channel. Lucy was raised there until she was seven in a small cottage. Mary, a witch herself, taught Lucy basically all she knows about witchcraft, so the spells she knows and remembers to this day are rather simple. Using salt for protection, scrying with crystals, which herbs are best for stomachaches or warding off evil spirits, lighting a candle with just a breath, or what flowers are best to attract fae and where to place cream to reward brownies for their help are just a few of the simple things Lucy learned. The family lived modestly and without the frills and luxuries of many others, growing their own fruit and vegetables and raising a small number of livestock and not wanting for much more. It was during this name that Lucy befriended her first fae-folk, a small, rather young brownie named Pluck. After weeks of leaving him cream and honey, Pluck finally revealed himself to her and the two became fast friends, prone to creating mayhem together. Mary always suspected her daughter of stronger magic than what was commonly bestowed to her family, and her suspicions were confirmed when Lucy was able to open the locked front door of their house with simply a touch and would end the day with the keys from about every neighbor in the pockets of her dresses.

However, Mary wasn’t able to explore her daughter’s abilities any further, for while on a family vacation in London, the family’s car was hit head on by another car whose driver had fallen asleep at the wheel. Both her parents were killed instantly, while seven-year-old Lucy remained rather unscathed in the back seat. With no other family to speak of, a shell-shocked young Lucy, accompanied by Pluck, was sent to live with a grandfather she didn’t even know she had. He lived in what could only be described as a castle in the untamed and dark Black Forest of Germany. What Lucy would come to learn was that her grandfather, whose name he has never told her, was more famously known as the Collector, and was called thus because for nearly 2000 years, he had been collecting and safekeeping magical artifacts that would be otherwise dangerous in unknown hands. And while she calls him grandfather, he is actually closer to her great-great-great-great-great....well you get the idea, grandfather, and is probably so far removed from her actually lineage, she often wonders how he even knew about her. The helmet of Hades and the winged sandals of Hermes, a sword known as Excalibur and another that once belonged to Lu Dongbin, magic carpets and trapped djinns, or the ring of Solomon and much much more, is all catalogued and kept safe from evil hands by the Collector. The items are not all stored at the castle, in fact very few are, and many of the powerful ones are stored in secret locations all over the world, known only to the Collector. It is in return for his duty as Collector, to remain neutral and to keep these items out of the hands of either ‘side’ that he has been given the gift of prolonged life. Who bestowed this gift or responsibility on him, of course he will not divulge, despite Lucy’s constant questioning. In fact, despite living with him for much of her life, Lucy knows little about her grandfather and his background.

Lucy lived and was taught by her grandfather for the next 11 years. While he taught her normal school teachings, like reading, writing, and arithmetic as well as various fighting styles from jujitsu to fencing, the large body of her studies was focused on the magical and the other-wordly. Because of this private tutelage and the obvious location (see:middle of forest) Lucy did not have many friends in terms of other humans. What friends she did have were almost all supernatural- a Pooka she shared part of her hard-sowed crop of strawberries, Fays that she would wander through the forest with, or the Nibelungen, who would invite her to their underwater palace for lovely tea parties. While Lucy did not exactly live a usual childhood, she was quite happy with her life, and loved by all of her magical friends.

Always a mischievous and curiously smart child (that’s what happens when your best friends are Fae-folk), Lucy was known to go searching through the castle, touching and looking at the many objects of her grandfather’s collection, almost always against his express wishes. When she was seven and ‘innocently’ looking through a room filled with magical, but not dangerous rings, she came upon a rather ordinary ring that she would later insist was calling to her. It seemed rather plain upon first glance- a ring of silver with no obvious beginning or end that was just big enough to slip over her child-size hand. Deciding that she would like to try it on, just to 'see', maintaining that it would only be for a moment. Once putting it on, Lucy noticed that what looked to be plain silver was now actually covered with twisting and constantly moving runes and symbols that now glowed when on her wrist. Startled by the reaction, Lucy immediately took it off and left it where she found it, hoping to never think of it again. It wouldn’t be until she was taking lunch in the observatory with her Grandfather that she noticed the ring had returned to her wrist. Horrified, she tried to hide her sudden accessory from the watchful eyes of her grandfather, who of course noticed it rather immediately. He took her wrist in hand, and carefully inspected the ring. His only words were, “Ah, so you’ve found your place.” Now utterly confused, Lucy asked about the seemingly simply ring, and was told a rather short and hardly thorough history and nature of the Keyring. A rather modest beginning quite a few years ago (read: 800) as a simple key ring, it was later charmed and enchanted by a great many number of magical beings, witches, and wizards to imbue it with the ability it has now. Why it was done and by who exactly Lucy has yet to be able to pry from her Grandfather. The only drawback being that the Keyring won’t work for everyone and without a wielder, is pretty much nothing more than a common, somewhat plain ring of silver. When with a wielder, the Keyring displays the ever moving runes and symbols, keys will appear at the wielder’s beckon, it allows the wielder to travel anywhere in the world, and can become a weapon to defend its wielder if needed.

Thus began Lucy’s long training to handle and use the Keyring which she achieved mostly on her own through trial and error- though she was helped by quite a few weapon masters in the handling of the Keyring’s weapon state. During this time, she traveled the world, occasionally working with magical beings or even simple humans doing odd jobs, gaining friendships and contacts and amassing her own collection of magical artifacts. At this time, she was not stealing artifacts for a profit and hadn’t quite built her reputation as the Finder. Her homebase was always her grandfather’s castle, but she began to rent or buy apartments or houses all over the world to hold her growing collection or to spend time between 'jobs'.
When she was seventeen, Lucy left the safety of her grandfather’s keep permanently, and began her own ‘business’- if you need it found or stolen, and it usually needs to be stolen, she’ll find it, all for a tidy sum. At first it was only small jobs that folk weren’t too concerned if they were successful or not, but after Lucy began delivering on her promises both quickly and efficiently, her reputation grew. She has never advertised her ability or her profession, and only works by word of mouth. While doing jobs for clients, she is always on the search for dangerous items as well to entrust to her grandfather, and he, in turn, will provide her with little bits of information concerning her Keyring- her new ability to make or force and make a door for instance. Much to her frustration, he often only tells her what the Keyring is capable of, and not how she is supposed to be able to accomplish that task. As her notoriety grew, it was when she was about 20 that she was contacted by and met with Professor Broom about the relocation of a certain magical artifact that was kept under lock and key and potentially dangerous. Lucy was instantly endeared to Professor Broom, as he reminded her so much of her grandfather, and helped him, even refusing to be paid (though no one but she and Bloom know this) Lucy would go on to help Bloom whenever he called upon her, but she has also indiscriminately helped whoever else called her, though Bloom was often given first choice. She has aided in BPRD missions, but met only a few of the longer lasting agents, and even then, if she could avoid coming face to face with them she would. Girl’s gotta keep her anonymity.

Since then she has been working rather steadily, trying to avoid the nonsense concerning what is undoubtedly going to be a battle royale between Nuada and well....anyone else. So far she’s done a pretty good job side-stepping anything concerning it, but she doesn’t doubt that pretty soon the mess is going to show up on her doorstep one way or another and she's going to be forced into choosing a side.



THE PLAYER[/color]
"I can't smile without you...." -Abe & Hellboy. [/color]

»»YOUR NAME:[/b]Anna
»»GENDER:[/b] female
»»AGE:[/b]
»»TITLE:[/b] Under Lock and Key


»»POST SAMPLE:[/b]
this is a sample post playing this same character on another Hellboy rpg that has since closed

There were whispers and hushed awe amongst the gathered crowds of Trolls and assorted magic folk at her revealing of the Aggry beads. Polygraph tests and interrogations were practically unheard of among the supernatural...too many ways to cheat and lie. The beads of Aggry were impossible to cheat, which was why Lucy always carried a string of them with her, and why they instilled this kind of reaction among the crowd. They could of course be tricked, if the questions asked weren’t specific enough, but with yes or no questions, no creature would be able lie with them on. It wasn’t often that she used them for interrogations in the case of crazed, loose murderers in the Troll Market, but they were one of the magical artifacts that she always carried on her person, and it seemed to today they were going to prove why they had earned a permanent position on her belt of tricks.

While Lucy’s final words had been harsh, they were very true. Even if she didn’t believe the agent had anything to do with the murders, and she very much doubted he did, if a human, especially a BPRD agent, wasn’t willing to prove his innocence, he was, at least in the eyes of the inhabitants of the Troll Market, claiming he was guilty. After that, there would be nothing Lucy could do to help him....the crowd would have destroyed him.

Giving a smile of thanks to the Troll who easily lifted the agent back up to his feet, Lucy took a step forward, the string of blue beads stretched out between her hands as if she were about to start a game of cat’s cradle,
“Now originally, a single Aggry bead had to be swallowed and then the guilty questioned. If, after a day, they died, they were guilty, if they lived, then of course, they were innocent,”
She began to explain, one of her hands picking up his arm and pushing back his sleeve to expose skin, where she began to wrap the beads around it,
“Since we obviously don’t have that kind of time, and to be honest, waiting till you convulse, spasm, foam at the mouth and die isn’t my idea of a good way to spend the afternoon, these beads have been modified,”
She looked up at him with a grim smile, “Tell the truth and this’ll be over before you know it, say a lie and....the beads will burn through your skin faster than sulfuric acid.”

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