Thalia Tait

[Thalia Tait]

| ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |

.:Name:. Thalia Tait


.:Nick Name:. T-Squared 


.:Affiliation:.The 100 (novel origins)


.:Age:. 17

| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |

.:Physical Appearance:. She is pale and covered in light freckles with pale blue eyes. While everything about her is sunlight depraved, her dark hair is ash brown, like tree bark in shadows. Naturally it is wavy and was a bit shorter cut than most girls’ hair, just because it was easier to deal with. Now it is long and always looks wind blown, as if she never has time or put any thought to maintaining its care.
Her build is rather slight, like most born from the poor sections of the Ark, but she is taller than most girls her age.


.:Height:. 5’6”


.:Portrayed by:. Kaya Scodelario

| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |

.:Personality:. Thalia is a mellow personality for the most part. She is rather good-natured, creative, cheerful, and a pretty intense romantic. But stress can take its toll on even the most optimistic personalities. Nightmares plague her sleep. Memories of her failure have scarred her confidence. Small duties are fine for her dependable nature, but if it’s something that holds too much importance? She crumbles. She is not a leader. Thalia just cannot handle large responsibilities that involve people’s lives. And it makes her feel guilty. Her creativity can be put to use and help others, but things like fights, heavy decisions, and tough choices? You better looks for someone else to help you first. Everyone else in camp might be a good place to look.


.:Special Skills:. She is pretty creative when it comes to patch work and sewing. She can also tell poisonous plants from edible ones…for the most part. Hey, her information is a bit out dated, what do you expect? Also she has a creative streak in cooking.

| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |

.:Birthplace:. The Ark (former Walden Zone resident)


.:Family:. Felmer Tait (father), Louisa Tait(mother, deceased)


.:Occupation:. Farmer in Training (former) Food Handler (present)


.:History:.
She was born as most children on the Ark are born: from a married couple who were permitted to have a single child. Her mother was a seamstress and her father a farmer, which meant she’d either be one or the other. And in Walden it wasn’t so hard to fit her into training for the farmer job when there were already so many seamstresses. She would help her mother though, when her mother was alive. But everyone’s time comes. And her mother’s… Well, at least it was quick and painless.



And then her father got sick. The bad kind of sick. On the Ark it was uncommon for people to be ill and not contagious, but her father was. It could be cured by the Medical Center’s medicine, however the Council had to vote on whether or not it should be used to cure him. The Council decided to cure this one man, Thalia’s father, would be endanger the many. With limited medical supplies, they’d deemed his prospects too grim to be worth the resources. As a farmer, with his daughter so close to the age of becoming fully trained in a year or two in his own profession, it was decided by logic. The daughter could replace the father in time anyway. So why save a dying, expendable man?



Thalia couldn’t believe the cold-heart decision of the Council. Her father was loyal to the colony. He had never stepped out of line. He had always done everything he could to feed the colony. And this was how he was repaid? Thalia couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t bear to see him die. Not while there was medicine that could save him. She couldn’t watch him slowly die right in front of her.

So she tried, for the first time in her life, to go against the colony, to go against the Council. To steal the medicine that could save her father.

And she failed.

They caught her before she could even leave the Medical Center. Her father never got the medicine and underage Thalia was confined to the Sky Box.



With her birthday only a couple of months away, something odd happened. Guards started pulling prisoners out of their cells, strapping metal bracelets to their wrists. There was no explanation. They were simply escorted to a pod, strapped into their seats and forgotten about.

Earth. They were going to go home. Either that or die on a toxic green and blue planet their ancestors had so successfully ravaged.

The fall to Earth was harsh, landing harsher. Two kids died, though arguably due to their own stupidity. But when that door opened and the golden blinding sun passed over Thalia’s face… It was so incredible Thalia could help but cry.

If only her father could see it. But she might never really know if he was dead or alive.

| ~ • ~ | Member Info | ~ • ~ |

.:Name or Online Alias:. Niki


.:How Did You Find Us:. I was searching for forum RPs about The 100~

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