THIBOUDEAU, Lita Nyx

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LITA NYX THIBOUDEAU

FULL NAME: Lita Nyx Thiboudeau.
NICKNAMES: Nyx – she goes by Nyx rather than Lita most of the time.
AGE: Nineteen.
GENDER: Female.
SEXUALITY: Straight.
STATUS: Single.
GROUP: Student.
GRADE: Freshman.
MAJOR: Chemistry & Physics.
JOB OCCUPATION: Arsonist Whitney Giftshop.

HAIR: Naturally dark brown, but she dyes it and experiments with colourants quite a bit when the mood takes her. She has it on the longer side and shakes up how she styles it, going from sweet and cute to rocker chick in a matter of an hour or two.
EYES: Dark brown.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: None worth writing home about.
TATTOOS: She has an infinity symbol on her left wrist. It seems cute to strangers, but in reality has a darker meaning to her, which is why she loves it so much .
PIERCINGS: Two piercings in both her lobes and then her left double helix.
PLAY-BY: Chrissy Costanza!

LIKES: fire, bold eyeliner, lipstick, superpowers, pop punk, getting away with things, hair dyes, scientific journals, mathematical equations, chaos and panic, dark humour, pain, dancing, nightclubs, dogs, strong men, flirting, blood, the colour black, scrambling, abandoned places, parkour, breaking rules, concerts, horror movies, Halloween, The Cheshire Cat, pizza, autumn.
DISLIKES: Telling the truth, calmness, bugs, open water, talking about herself, spot breakouts, cooking, staying inside, people accusing her of something, bright clothes, herself crying, being bored, snobs, money, her fires being extinguished, organisation, ‘the girl next door’ type, therapy, rejection, romantic comedies, the dawn chorus, lethargy, pastel.
FEARS: drowning, cages, growing old.
SECRETS: She’s an arsonist. Yeah, that’s a pretty big secret, and one that leaves her with a wicked grin.
PERSONALITY: Lita – or Nyx as she prefers – is not as sweet as first appearances might suggest. She’s dark and thrives on chaos and the suffering on other people. Twisted with a penchant for breaking the rules, Nyx is a pyromaniac who loves to cause pandemonium. She’s highly intelligent and absolutely brilliant from an academic standpoint, but that only makes her exceptionally dangerous because she knows how to get away with half of the stunts that she pulls. Active, she’s very fit and not the type you’ll see sitting around for too long. It’s not unfair to say that Nyx is probably unstable and quite vengeful. She’ll never explain herself or her actions, but she will go after someone who simply grates on her and turn their life into a living nightmare. Wild and seductive, Nyx is probably overly confident at times. She’s scrappy and definitely not one to mess with. She thrives on watching people fall apart, and there is an element of sadism to her in her darkest moments. However, she can also play the angel when she wants to, which is very misleading, but she loves being able to fuck with people’s idea of her. It’s a powerful feeling, and one Nyx embraces. She’s not a believer in love and romance. Her attitude and approach has been more…troubling. She’s likely to go after men she shouldn’t touch; those in relationships, or liked by people who think her a friend. It’s all back to her treating people like puppets. She thinks of life like one big social experiment. If she’s not out with an agenda, then everything is purely physical. Nyx doesn’t get attached to anyone. She’s heartless in many ways. One night stands are her dealings, and she laughs at the idea of happily ever after because that’s what she gets a thrill out of taking from other people.

MOTHER: Allison Josephine Thiboudeau, deceased.
FATHER: Hunter Brendon Thiboudeau, deceased.
SIBLINGS: River Ares Thiboudeau, 23.
OTHERS: N/A.
PETS: Alpha, Beta, Omega – one year old Old English Sheepdogs!
HOMETOWN: Camden, New Jersey.
HISTORY: Allison and Hunter were not rich, or anything special. They were a couple who married straight out of college which was where they met. Allison put her career on hold when she fell pregnant pretty much straight away and Hunter struggled to find a job purely because he was looking for a position that thousands of graduates were fighting for, too. He ended up taking something a little less than what he wanted, but when he had a family to support it was better than letting them starve. River was the first born and became a proud brother when three years later Lita Nyx was born. Lita was only six months old when Hunter was killed in a drive by shooting. He wasn’t supposed to be killed, but there was a case of mistaken identity and he paid the ultimate price for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Allison struggled through her grief, or at least she tried to. It was very difficult when she had two children, too. River was a little too young to fully understand what had happened to his daddy, and Lita was just a baby after all, so she didn’t even remember the man who was her father. Allison muddled through until Lita was four. That was her breaking point. Allison’s problem had always been that she was stubborn and would never ask for help, no matter what. So she had struggled through and fallen into a terrible depression that consumed so much more than even she realised. One night, she took the children and left them at a diner before driving off. Police pulled her car out of an embankment in Philadelphia a week later, her body mangled inside. An investigation concluded that it was crashed deliberately by Allison who had every intention of dying in the crash.

Nyx and River were put into care since they had no relatives to take them in. Allison’s parents had died when she was a teenager, and Hunter had grown up in foster care for all of his life. The siblings remained together, but there was always that sympathetic, awkward pause between grown up whenever they heard the story of the two children abandoned at a diner with a stack of pancakes by a mother consumed by her grief.

Nyx was incredibly intelligent from a young age. She stunned teachers with how quickly she could grasp complicated concepts and retain information given to her. It was a boredom that led her to darker things. She was nine when she stole the matches from that particular foster father and set her first fire. She wanted to see the flames and he wouldn’t light the fireplace for her, so she lit up the carpet. She hadn’t intended to then – she was actually aiming for the fireplace, but it was all wrong, and the rug just went up. The chaos that then ensued between the foster parents, her brother and the other two foster kids who were there should have scared Nyx, but it did the opposite; it excited her. It was kind of the start for Nyx’s dark side. She began to find delight in pandemonium, and pleasure in people’s pain. Mostly though, she developed her love for fire.

As she grew older she grew worse, basically. She began to toy with people. She’d fuck with friends when they confided in her. If someone told her that they had a crush then she’d go and make a move on them purely to hurt her ‘friend’, just so she could see what they’d do. She treated life like some warped social experiment. In high school if there was a happy moment, she wanted to wreck it. She basically got off on ruining everything. Nyx was blessed with excellent genetics and had the cutest angel face going though. So, combine that with her A+ in every subject and so many people refused to believe that she could be so evil. She looked like the cutest cookie, and she could act like it, too. She sucked up to teachers so they never really believed it when other kids accused her of loading their hair with chewing gum, or burning their stuff with the Bunsen burner. She could fake it as an accident if the ice was wearing thin, but for the most part, she got away with murder purely because she knew how to play people, or pit friends against each other. She tore friendships apart because she could be the devil whispering in all the right ears. She manipulated the corridors without so many people noticing.

Outside of school, she was a firebug. Her love for fire had become an addiction. She was an arsonist and was setting fires at every opportunity. She’d sneak out of her foster homes at night to feed her addiction for the flames and the chaos. Sometimes it was just bins in the park, but other times it could be something so much more; the corner store, laundromat. Nyx loved the destructive power of the flames, how they could consume something in a matter of minutes if everything was just right. It was her dark secret, and she loved it. It left her wild inside, grinning like the Cheshire Cat when she heard someone screaming fire and calling 911.

Nyx graduated high school and with her brother they left New Jersey, purely because they had nothing there. A life of foster families did not make one big happy family. They had each other and even that was a mess sometimes. Nyx was going to college in New York, majoring in both Chemistry and Physics at NYU. New York offered more chances for the innocent faced devil to cause more chaos, and allow herself to indulge her inner firebug even more than she already did. Since arriving she’s done nothing but fake the good sweet Brainiac whilst rocking her inner demon in a way that could only make Lucifer proud. So long as someone’s world is falling apart around them, Nyx will probably be wickedly happy, but one thing is for certain; she makes Disney villains look like sunshine.

YOUR ALIAS: Kim.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: When the cow jumped over the moon.
SAMPLE:

BITCH, PLEASE!

[kim]