Name:Ariana Zablah
Canon's Name: Lydia Martin
Nickname(s):Lyds
Age: about 16-17, I estimate
Bithdate:Never mentioned on the show.
Personality: At first, Lydia Martin was the queen bee of Beacon Hills High, strutting her stuff alongside her boyfriend Jackson Whitemore. After the supernatural crashed into town, she changed. She went, slowly but gradually, from the queen bee, to town nut job, to normal person (well as normal as a banshee can be). She is probably the smartest person you'll ever meet, hopes to win a fields medal. But she'll never tell you that!
She can be a bitch at times, and a total sweetheart at other. She cares about her friends and knows all about the supernatural, especially being a radar for death.
Race: Banshee
Peter Hale bit her at the end of season 1, activating her Banshee powers. In theory, this bite should've turned her or killed her. We later find out she is a banshee, and can feel when death is near, even finding dead bodies.
General History:After everything that's happened in Beacon Hills, She and the gang decided to move to Crystal Waters, in hope to get some quiet from the supernatural, little did she know, that was the exact opposite of what she got.
RP Sample: This takes place halfway through 'Riddled' After She takes everyone to Ichen House and Stiles isnt there:
She was so sure.
She could hear the unmistakeable whispers screaming at her, only her as she stood in Stiles' room with Ethan. When she was standing there, leaning into the red sting, she was sure. And now, it felt like gibberish. Like everything she heard, wasn't what she thought it was.
She hated herself. For being so utterly useless in finding that boy. That small defenseless boy that could somehow have total faith in her, even after her many failed attempts to save people. Or when all she found was a dead body. She hated herself because couldn't find him.
Maybe she wasn't cut out for this. To be a Banshee. Maybe whoever chose her to be this... thing was wrong. Not finding Stiles was the final straw. People kept telling her to stop fighting it, to embrace it. But the few times she had, she'd led people astray. She wasn't fit to be a Banshee. All the confidence she had, before all these Supernatural things happened, before Peter, before Kanima Jackson, before Alpha Pack, seemed to disappear. Because before she was the Lydia Martin.
Now she was just a useless Banshee. And no one wants a useless Banshee.