Kayla Kirby
Kayla avait l'impression qu'elle allait dormir très rapidement pendant quelques secondes, mais elle a soudain été ramenée rapidement dans le monde. Sauf qu'elle n'était plus sur la pierre rougeâtre qui formait les rues de la ville. Elle était assise dans une chaise très confortable, et un bon tiers de sa vision était à nouveau claire. Donc elle n'avait plus le masque, bien. Au moins les gens pouvaient voir son visage maintenant. Kayla a regardé en bas.
Kayla était dans la robe qu'elle portait dans le sommeil de REM pour une raison quelconque, et quelques autres personnes dans la pièce la regardaient. Le visage de Kayla s'échauffait si vite qu'on avait l'air de mettre un masque, et elle a essayé avec ferveur de ramener son costume à l'uniforme que tout le monde portait. Il a tourné autour entre toutes les couleurs dans sa panique, et elle ne pouvait pas se rappeler ce que son nombre avait eu était, mais finalement elle s'est installée pour le rouge 128. Espérons que personne n'a remarqué le flou multicolore qui accompagnait ses styles changeants. Normalement, dans cette situation, elle voulait parler au plus grand nombre possible de personnes pour qu'elle puisse apprendre à les connaître, mais en ce moment, elle espérait juste que personne ne la remarquerait.
Note: for (1), (2), and the like, check Other section.
NAME: Kayla Kirby
AGE: 16
GENDER: F
ZONE: 1
PERSONALITY:
Many people in Kayla’s physical situation would grow resentful of their size, and act like a nasty, hostile little tsundere chihuahua. Kayla, however, embraces it wholeheartedly.
Kayla is the modern definition of cute. No matter which way you turn it and flip it around, every part of her is as endearing as can be. Clumsy? Check. Tiny? Check. Scares easily? Check- And many more. At one
point, it was as fake as it sounds, but as the old saying goes, wear a mask too long, it gets stuck to your face. Kayla doesn’t just act the way she does- she thinks that way too.
On the other hand, Kayla can also be whiny, cowardly, lazy, shallow, and slow, especially if things aren’t going as she wants them to. Some people can find her insufferable to be around(likely due to her seemingly infinite optimism and inability to see things seriously at times), but quite a few others just want to hug her.
As for a more brief description of her personality, Kayla is friendly, easily scared, and meets trouble with either running away or a great deal of confidence, purely determined by what the trouble is and how scared she is of it. She’ll usually meet anyone that isn’t covered in tattoos or piercings with a smile, an energetic introduction, and a vigorous handshake and/or hug. Anyone she determines as a scary person, she’ll avoid meeting at all. Kayla is a good, dependable friend(if you can put up with her), and her loyalty to a real friend will outweigh any fear she has.
HISTORY:
Kayla was a lonely child. Still is, really. She grew up as the only child in a household of two businesspeople, both of whom were moderately wealthy, but exceedingly busy. While it could not be denied that both of them loved her very much, neither of them had the time to really be a proper parent and spend time with her, at least not often. Not only this, but they also made the decision to, instead of sending Kayla off to the, well, frankly absolutely awful elementary schools, keep her at home, and teach her through a combination of homeschooling(via an AI instructor), virtual classrooms, and tutors. While this certainly kept her safe from the disgusting language and pedophile teachers of the public schools, it also prevented her from having any sort of interaction with fellow students. This was both a blessing and a curse, and as a result, Kayla grew up wishing for, but never having any interaction with, friends.
When it came time to switch from the elementary school programs to the middle school ones, Kayla begged her parents to let her go to a real school, and learn alongside real classmates, rather than the virtual ones that she couldn’t even talk to. Eventually, they gave in, and arranged for her to go to a private boarding school, Death Lake Academy(2).
However, things at Death Lake didn’t quite go as planned. Instead of finding good friends and having fun with them, as Kayla had long fantasized about, Kayla learned exactly how hard it is to make friends if you’ve never had any to begin with. Rather than the awesome, fun experience that the holo-shows had said school was, Kayla had to deal with a great many things she’d never experienced before, and not in a good way. Kayla had to deal with teachers that wouldn’t help her if she didn’t understand the lesson, uniforms, boys, sharing a room, and worst of all, Janice.
Janice, for whatever reason, took it upon herself to make Kayla’s life as miserable as she possibly could. Be it “pranks” intentionally designed to be as humiliating as possible, teasing, cutting all of Kayla’s hair on her left side when she was sleeping, or just outright traditional verbal bullying, Janice was the bane of Kayla’s well being.
Fortunately, Kayla only had to deal with Janice for one year, despite Janice’s tying her to the dumpster at the back of the school on the last day.
During that summer, Kayla was able to convince her parents to send her off to a different school. This time, Kayla was sent to Top of the World Private, a tower school built on Mt Whitney. This time, though, Kayla had a plan. A plan she had been studying, practicing, and researching for all summer. Kayla was going to be cute, Kayla was going to be loved, Kayla was going to be everyone’s favorite person.
And it worked. All the practicing, researching, and time spent on the internet paid itself off. Kayla was gifted with a large circle of friends almost immediately, and breezed through her seventh grade year in what seemed like much, much less time than it took her to get through her sixth. There were a couple of slipups at first, and she made a few enemies, people that felt betrayed by her, along the way, but nobody believed them. Kayla was cute. Everyone loved Kayla. Kayla was(nearly) everyone’s favorite person.
In her eighth grade year, Kayla kept that mask up, and she did it perfectly. There were no slipups, she hadn’t let herself slip near her parents over the summer, and continued practicing, researching, and browsing the internet for what people found cute. Her eighth grade was even easier than her seventh, thanks especially by her newfound proficiency for using the Holosuit to make her clothes look excellent.
By the first year of high school, Kayla’s personality had nearly completely converted to her image. The change, as most personality changes are, was slow, gradual, but seamless and unnoticeable. She still practiced, but she was so good at her charm now that she really didn’t need to. Kayla was 15 now, and her ninth grade classmates(and some of the teachers) fell for her just as easily as her eighth grade ones did. By now, though, Kayla had begun to notice a pattern. She was so well liked at this point that she was practically untouchable. She had friends, yes, but none of them seemed to be as close as other people’s were. Kayla was lonely.
It was hard, now, to resist the temptation to use the power she now wielded, but she avoided it, somehow. Rather than the tyrannical dictatorship that popularity usually brought, Kayla somehow managed an almost utopian organization, at least among the first years. The older students didn’t really care about them that much, and Kayla still found herself victim, as all first years did, to the older students’ whims.
In her second year, however, there was something different. Kayla had been having the most fantastical dreams, in which she was an amazing superhero, with all the power in the world. She flew around, saving shadowy figures that she couldn’t identify from great, fiery beasts that she could swear all had Janice, Markuss, or Rachael’s faces on them. The first time had been confusing, but fun. She had never had this much control over her own dreams, and it felt almost real.
The times after, the charm of them remained, but the confusion did not. She learned the ways of the city, at least, the part of the city that she tried to stay in. It was easy, really, because she could just fly over all of the buildings.
Her sophomore year, her personality was completely that of her image, but her image gained something different. She was sometimes described as dreamy, whereas before, she was always in-the-now. Many rumors circled about the school idol, most of them having something to do with a mysterious boyfriend. However, this only went on for about a month, because after that month, Kayla vanished.
APPEARANCE
PHYSICAL:
The first word you would think of if you were to chance upon Kayla, would be small. Everything about her is tiny, from head to toe. She stands at 5’1/2”, and hasn’t grown much since twelve. She, as she was rudely informed many times by obnoxious people, looks like a child. The only thing that really grows is her hair, which she is ever grateful for.
Anyway- Speaking of hair, her hair is elbow-length, wavy blonde hair that is usually either tied into twintails or just let flow behind her. As of recently, she has pink streaks dyed in as well.
As for her face, she has an almost entirely Korean facial structure, thanks to her mother. She did not, unfortunately, inherit her beautiful body. Kayla is very proud of her face, and puts more work into maintaining and decorating her head than she does anywhere else. She has a pair of pretty, star shaped gold earrings.
It is worth note that despite Kayla’s Korean features, she is, and always has been American. She has no accent outside of her somewhat unusually endearing way of speaking. Kayla cannot speak a word of Korean, as her mother never taught her.
IN-ZONE:
Nexus:
As she would look in real life, but in a full body, silver scuba(?) suit that covers everything but her head. The suit looks like skintight chainmail, and functions similarly well against blows from sharp edges. Attached to her back is a blue air tank of seemingly infinite oxygen, as well as a diving mask and tube made of a similar material. The mask cannot be removed, but can be talked through. Basically, as she would appear in her MTSCATRNVLEFBEHS®(1), if the Holographic Display was inactive. Plus the whole diving mask and tank business.
REM:
Kayla’s REM form is a significant deviation from her Nexus form, likely owing to a significant difference in mental state and fighting style. In her Nexus form, as she has(will) discovered, she cannot use the kind of power she is used to, and has to resort to a more reserved, choke-them-to-death-efficiently-no-im-not-scuba-vader style.
Rather than looking like a small slightly sinister silvery scuba sith, Kayla, in her REM form, resembles one of the old “magical girls” from the early twenty first century. This means a pastel pink-and-white vest and skirt, with lots of frills, buttons, and lace. In her REM form, Kayla exudes cuteness even more than she does on planet earth, though if it were socially acceptable to go about cosplaying as a silly something from several decades ago, she totally would. The only thing missing from the whole ensemble is a magic wand, which bothers Kayla immensely. “Shooting magical beams from your hands looks really dumb! Plus, having the super hot gas that close is really scary...”
Oddly enough, despite the scuba suit, tank, and mask not apparently being there, they still seem to supply Kayla with a constant supply of oxygen. If Kayla was the type to ask herself these kinds of questions, she might even come to the bizarre conclusion that the tank is inside of her. Kayla’s never actually taken a hit in this form- she loves putting the range to use and blasting from up above- but if she were to, she would probably take just as much damage as if she was hit in real life, too.

POWERS
NEXUS:
Kayla commands Neon. While this would ordinarily be pretty useless, as Neon is very low in atmospheric concentration, Kayla is able to summon it at will, from who knows where, to wherever she wants(within ten meters, anyway). Now, this also sounds pretty useless(outside of bottling and selling the stuff anyway), but she can do things with it that neon normally doesn’t do on its own. Such things involve ionizing it, whacking people with it, shooting magical love beams with it, burning people with it, and sitting on it. Neon is invisible unless ionized, and in her Nexus form, Kayla cannot ionize it. This makes for invisible “force” attacks, if you are so inclined.
REM:
On top of her abilities in her Nexus forme, Kayla has more range(to about 24 meters). She can also emit much greater control over more properties of the neon, such as temperature(with reason), color, luminescence, and opacity, whereas in Nexus form she is limited to just momentum and density.
Her increased ease of control over the gasses allows for her to have a lot more fun with how she uses it. This means for fun like “Magic Love Beam♪!”(a jet of ionized pink neon). It also allows for her to float wherever she wants with ease, as though carried on an invisible, soft pillow.

OTHER:
(1)Kayla, to most people’s surprise, is always in her Mizu-Tech Self-Cleaning Auto-Temperature-Regulating Neurovertibrallinked Silver Edition Full Body Enviroholosuit®. This allows her to take appearance of any style of clothes that she wants, and modify them at will. Her parents bought this for her in the summer before 7th grade, when Kayla was thirteen. Their stated reason for this was so that she could dress however she wanted to, but in reality, this was just because they couldn’t spare the time to accompany Kayla to the various clothing stores she was begging to visit, and instead chose an easy alternative.
(2)Interestingly enough, Death Lake Academy is actually a very nice, highly rated school. The reason for the somewhat unfortunate name was that it was built next to Death Lake(previously known as Death Valley, filled up during California’s Great Flooding of 2022), California, and the founder was a simplistic man.
Kayla’s birthday is September 12th, 2018.
Kayla’s favorite color is, predictably, pastel pink.