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Colony 22 Picrew Transformations: ➺ Calyset pt 1: Civillians vol.1

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Lissy McCall | Twenty;  Survivor

House: Calyset Security Class: 1 Status: Uninfected

tw: cannibalism 

History

Some are born leaders, but Lissy isn’t one of them. She was always entirely content to follow the pack. In school reports, teachers suggested that she was perhaps weak willed, appearing to simply follow orders without question. The trouble was that her gentleness was confused with weakness: in actuality, she was a confident young woman. She followed because she saw no problem with it. If, however, any of her friends had a cruel word to say then Lissy would be the first to tell them to shut up.

Though she wasn’t necessarily the brightest in her group, she was a fierce friend and had time to talk to everyone. If the world hadn’t ended, she would have grown into a wonderful woman. But, when she was only fifteen, her world was flipped upside down.

Having lost both of her parents, Lissy wandered for a few weeks until she was found by a group of looters. Rather than killing her or robbing her, they took her in: loose as their morals turned out to be, they drew the line at murdering a child. At first they kept things private from her— she stayed on the sidelines and had no idea what they did. She was full of questions, but they were inevitably brushed away. One looter in particular, introducing herself as Orla, became a friend to Lissy.

Looking back, Lissy has realised that Orla was telepathic and had mastered its use in manipulation. She had such a trusting voice that when it made its way through one’s head, they couldn’t help but trust her. For weeks the two girls would spend evenings closeted away together talking and laughing and learning to trust one another— and it was almost no surprise when she was told of the reason that they had such a plentiful supply of food; particularly meat.

Lissy had been kept away from lootings. Her unease with them was obvious, and the looters were right to do this. Had she found out any earlier, Lissy would have run. One of the most dangerous gangs of looters, they would drag solitary wanderers into their group and eat them. It was the easiest way to find food, and when Orla reasoned with her, Lissy began to see why they did it.

She even tentatively began to help, using her sweet, naïve appearance to gain the trust of others.

Lissy Today

When one of Colony 22’s crusades found the ragtag pack of cannibals, most escaped. Not Lissy. She hadn’t run fast enough, and was questioned. Dragged back to the Colony and growing further away from Orla, the manipulative blanket that had been wound tight around her, loosened. It was obvious that she wasn’t a threat to anyone when the reality of the past four years of her life became apparent to her, and she sobbed for two weeks at how cruel she had been, and how easy to fool, how stupid.

There was talk of putting her on high security due to her tangles with looters and cannibalism, but in the end they decided she meant no harm. The shock had in fact driven her to declare that she was a vegetarian, making her something of a nuisance to those on kitchen duty as she refused meals. When it comes to the Games, she can also be… a nuisance. She’s petrified of hurting someone, and despite the fact that her tiny stature makes her unlikely to cause any harm, she regularly tries to refuse to participate in the Games.

Lissy is still as gentle as a breeze, but her experiences have left her paranoid and distrustful. She had never considered herself naïve, but now she has a deep distrust of those with telepathy, and doesn’t want to get too close to anyone. A girl with as much love to share as Lissy is an easy target, and she’s rapidly coming to terms with that.

Over the past year or so, Lissy has grown quite close with her roommates, Annie, Mira and Maisie. All very close in age, they have formed a rather strong bond, and are pretty much inseparable. They (sort of) jokingly call themselves the ‘CalGals’ and all bringing something a little different to the group, they balance each other out nicely and try to look out for each other in their own unique ways. 

As the only one of the four of them who’s Uninfected, Lissy has grown quite protective of them. She may not be Infected (which sometimes leaves her feeling a little left out) but she would do anything to protect her friends, because they have so protected her, and they have become her family. They’ve also made her realize just how alone she was while she was with the Clan in the wastes. Those had not been friends. Orla had never been her friend, and that has never been as clear as it now, that she has people who really matter in her life. 

RELATED BIOS: ANNIE PERRAULT, MIRA SIGAR, MAISIE PACE

TAKEN

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Mira (to Annie): How's the sexiest person here~?

Annie: I don't know, how are they~?

Mira, flustered: No, I—

Lissy, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

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SECRET SANTA AU » CALGALS EDITION: To Annie, from Santa (Lissy, it’s from Lissy.)

‘Clumber spaniel’ was far too specific a dog breed, so a something-spaniel beanie baby felt close enough. The coffee sweets — made with, like, actual caffeinated coffee — was purchased for Annie before Lissy fully understood how dire her coffee addiction was.

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[Secret Santa AU] Getting that much wool in the same color was the hardest part. Maisie got some from the Hub, and unraveled an old scarf and gloves that she’d made before. Maisie managed somehow, even if some patches ended up being closer to brown than warm beige. Other than that it was easy enough. Maisie knew how to knit a sweater, so a slanket would be kind of like that, except bigger and open at the back like a hospital gown. She would usually do it when everyone else but she and Annie were asleep, so the intended recipient wouldn’t see. (One time Mira woke up in the middle of the night and almost gave her a heart attack.) For the card she drew some holly around the border, and wrote that she hoped the gift would make Lissy feel as warm and comfortable as she had made her.

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ARTEMIS ↣ lissy mccall, goddess of the hunt & protector of young girls

Guard of the race, endued with gentle mind, to helpless youth benevolent and kind; benignant nourisher; great nature’s key belongs to no divinity but thee. Thou dwellest with all immanifest to sight, and solemn festivals are thy delight.

—orphic hymn 2 to Prothhyraea | @lissy-mccall

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CROSSOVER AU » THE HOTTEST GIRL GROUP AROUND THE CAL SPICE GALS

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends Make it last forever, friendship never ends