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L'Outfit de Peter

Peter aimait beaucoup vivre isolément. C'était son état d'être préféré. Aller en ville était un voyage spécial réservé pour quand il avait besoin d'épiceries, ou il y avait des affaires urgentes qui devaient s'occuper à. Ou s'il y avait un tremblement de terre qui a failli détruire sa maison. Hé, sa maison d'arbres peut être belle, mais elle est toujours construite dans un arbre, et est très sensible aux tremblements de terre. Ajoutez un message mystérieux de Lucy Pevensie, ancienne résidente du Never, et sa curiosité a été piquée. Piqued juste assez pour aller en ville.
Et donc, il a éclaboussé son arbre, des chaussures croquant les morts, des feuilles humides qui recouvraient le sol de la forêt. Mains fourrées dans ses poches de veste, son souffle formant des nuages miniatures de brume devant lui, il a fait son chemin dans la ville, son schowl un peu moins schowly aujourd'hui. Après tout, quelque chose s'est clairement passé.
En ville, les gens se déplaçaient, se réveillaient bien plus tôt que d'habitude par les événements du matin. Il s'est rendu au seul endroit qu'il n'a pas méprisé. Le dîner de Mme Oakwing, où il est entré et a pris place au comptoir, offrant une petite vague à Mme Oakwing, même un léger sourire. "Hé, Jess. Je suppose que vous avez le message de Lucy?" Il lui demanda de se frotter les mains pour les réchauffer.
"Flying's great and all, until you start to fall. Then it just sucks."


 •  N A M E 
Peter Pan

 •  S T O R Y 
Peter Pan
 •  B I R T H P L A C E 
The Never
 •  M A G I C 
Yes
 •  A G E 
So long, Peter's lost count, but he appears to be about nineteen.
 •  R O M A N T I C I N T E R E S T S 
He really just needs someone who can make him laugh again.
 •  A T T I R E 
If he was in Neverland, Peter would dress in a way that would most definitely not be considered appropriate on Earth. Clothes made completely out of leaves and other assorted plants, he showed way more skin than most would find comfortable. On Earth however, he's found that most people prefer him to wear actual clothes, and so he does. He owns a wide assortment of items, but he really likes green. That hasn't changed.
When it comes to his appearance, Peter is no doubt an attractive boy. He's got shaggy blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes that are impossible to ignore. He's tall and slender, standing at about six feet, with most of his height being in his legs. He's not extremely well built, although his arms and legs do have a bit of definition, from days spent at the gym. His skin is almost scarily smooth, with not a single scar across his body, and acne unheard of.


 •  H E R O ' S N A T U R E 
When he still plagued the pirates of Neverland, and soared across her skies, Peter was a fun loving boy, content to joke around and play pranks rather than actually do any work. He was motivated only to defend the island from the pirates whom he viewed as threats. His sense of curiosity and adventure kept him roaming the island for who knows how many years.
When the Cataclysm struck, Peter lost all of this sense of wonder. He became jaded, and cynical, rarely ever playing with the other children. He pushed people away, heartbroken at the lost of his island home, and refused to interact with the others who'd been displaced to Earth. He rarely indulges in silly things, like fantasy or hope anymore, and he's since become a rather unfriendly person.
 •  R E N O W N E D S K I L L S 
Peter's best known skill is his ability to fly, though this only works in his realm. One skill that he has retained is his swordfighting abilities. His lithe frame makes him a skilled duelist, and he can take on many an experienced adversary. One of his lesser known skills, which is only available to him in his realm, is the ability to control his aging, be it to make himself younger or older.
 •  F A T A L F L A W 
Peter's most prominent fatal flaw, even with his new found cynicism, is that he's far too arrogant. Even before he arrived on Earth, he believed he could do everything and anything he wanted, completely on his own, and his self sufficiency in Mystvale has only proved this to himself.
 •  O N C E U P O N A T I M E 
Once upon a time, in Neverland, there lived a fairy, by the name of Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell was an innovator in the fairy community, and she was often found in her workshop, tinkering away with pixie dust, discovering new uses for it. Hence her name. Long before the pirates arrived in Neverland, the fairies decided that should a threat ever arrive, they'd need someone to lead in the defense of the island. And so, Tinker Bell was tasked to create a guardian. And she did just that.
Peter Pan was created through a mixture of faith, trust, and pixie dust. And quite a few more sinister ingredients as well. Peter quickly displayed the ability to age as he wanted, and he also showed off his ability to fly. While he remained in the form of a ten year old boy for most of his tenure on the island, he spent much more time there than anyone can even remember. He's quite the ancient spirit.
For centuries, Peter explored the island, building up his own group of eternally young Lost Boys, and patrolling his home. Until one day, he ventured into London, far from the Never, in search of adventure. And adventure is exactly what he found, when he flew into the Darling's room. He brought Wendy and her two brothers, Michael and John, back to Neverland, where they helped him fight the pirates, lead by one Captain Hook.
During Wendy's brief stay on Neverland, Peter changed, and became a slightly different boy, a more responsible one. When Wendy left, she took a piece of him with her, and he began to age up, suddenly desiring to be older, old enough for Wendy. With his age came a newfound maturity, but he didn't lose his sense of wonder. At least, until the Cataclysm struck.
 •  A N E W C H A P T E R 
When Merlin arrived to save those he could, much of Neverland had been destroyed, plagued by forest fires and disease that spread through the once beautiful land. With Tinker Bell by his side, he and the surviving residents of the island made their way to Earth, where Peter began aging, this time without the ability to stop.
Tinker Bell and the other fairies raised him, as they always had really, but they also let him make his own way. The five years on Earth did not do him well, and he pushed away from the others in Mystvale. Having been born from magic, to be separated from it made him feel empty, and alone, not that he would ever share that with anyone.
He currently lives in a treehouse, on the outskirts of Mystvale, and tries to keep his distance from many of the townsfolk. All he truly wants is to be able to laugh again, really truly laugh in the way that makes your sides hurt, but as long as his home is gone, he fears that won't ever happen. In truth, he may be holding himself back. That's one tale that only time can tell.