Zachari

> *"Hey, humor and sweets - both're good for the soul."*
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**Zachari** is the daughter of Eros and Psyche. She is known as **The Secret Cupid**, among other titles.

## Personality

Zachari appears to be very laid-back, cool-tempered, and calm. She is never worked up over anything and has an apologetic demeanor, apologizing in advance for things and complimenting others, as well as letting them lick her, due to her sugary-sweet taste.

Surprisingly, without her sprinkles, she becomes angry and savage until the sprinkles are replaced. Upon them being replaced, she has no recollection of what happened.

## Powers and Abilities

* **Emotion Manipulation**: Somewhat. She can make someone fall in love with someone else with her song, and can also reverse the affects. It's implied she can also make people feel very relaxed, or more angry.
* **Weather Manipulation**: Her "pain and suffering" song seems to be able to affect the weather, making it rain, hail, and thunder. However, she wasn't quite able to form a meteor or have the moon fall. It could've been because she wasn't technically singing at the time, and broke her guitar.

## Equipment

* **Goggles**: Putting her goggles on, Zachari gains the ability to see people's "inner heart."

## Quotes

* (Love song, version 1) *“Secret Cupid is my name, some think I’m coo coo. My secret’s not too secret though, cause look what I do-do.”*
* (Love song, version 2) *“You can love most anyone, it’s happy and it’s free! Go ahead and try it with the next one that you see!”*
* (Love song reversal) *"Terces dipuc si ym eman, emos kniht m'I ookuc. Ym s'terces ton oot terces, hguoht, esuac’ s'evol tahw I od, od."*
* ("Pain and suffering" song) *"Pain and suffering, pain and suffering, I hate skies so blue. I want rain, and hail, and lightning, bring the thunder too. And then the meteors! Yeah, meteors! And then the moon comes crashing down!"*
* ("Wait for a Windier Day" song) *“Fill up the barrels and store them away, then wait, wait for a windier day. Wax the bottles, seal them tight. For the south wind that soothes, for the north wind that bites. How does this fine wine taste to the tongue? A calling to the ear; like a sweet dream of freedom. And what are the fruits that went into the brew? An explorers courage, a love tender and true. A defender’s will, strong as yesteryear, joining the thousand winds in a song of good cheer. Turning sour into sweet, bitter notes fade away. As we wait, wait for a windier day. Pray tell, what treasure does this barrel hold? ‘Tis wheats greatest triumph, the true liquid gold. As it flows from the keg, what sound drifts by? Winds chime in the boundless, immemorial sky. We raise up our glasses and voices in song, as we wait, wait for the wind to sing along. Where do we turn once the thousand winds take flight? To the tales of the lyre, to the sweet dream of tonight.”*
* ("Téir Abhaile Riú" song) *"Look how the light of the town, the lights of the town are shining now. Tonight I'll be dancing around, I'm off on the road to Galway now. [...] Come now and follow me down, down to the lights of Galway where there's fine sailors walking the town and waiting to meet the ladies there. [...] Off with a spring in my step, the sailors are searching Galway for a young lady such as myself, for reels and jigs and maybe more. Stay here and never you mind, the lights of the town are blinding you. The sailors, they come and they go, but listen to what's reminding you. Handsome men surrounding you, dancing a reel around you. Home you'll go and it's there you'll stay, and you've work to do in the morning. Give up your dream of going away, forget your sailors in Galway. Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú, Téir abhaile riú Mhearai. Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile, Mar tá do mhargadh déanta. [...] Listen to the music flow, I'm falling for the flow of home, I'm home to dance till dawning- Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú, Téir abhaile riú Mhearai. Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile, Mar tá do mhargadh déanta. Stay a while and we'll dance together now as the light is falling, we'll reel away till the break of day and dance together till morning. Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú, Téir abhaile riú Mhearai. Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile. Mar tá do mhargadh déanta. Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú, Téir abhaile riú Mhearai. Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile, Mar tá do mhargadh déanta. Do Mhargadh de - do mhargadh déanta."*
* ("The Wave-Soaked Maiden" song) *"One gray day so thick with fog, the clouds hung heavy and low. A fisherman out on the waves, pulled his nets up from below. Tangled up amongst the cod, and bass and brill and bream, was something strange and scaly, like a vision from a dream. La da da da, da da da da da, a vision from a dream. She had fins where her feet should be, her eyes were dark as a storm: The siren that he caught upon, that gray and fateful morn. Behind her lips, her teeth were sharp - Much sharper than his knives! She said to him, "Come closer, sir, and I'll eat you alive." La da da da, da da da da da, I'll eat you alive. Beware the wave-soaked maidens, to whom the depths belong! If you sail upon their waters, then you won't sail for long! He trembled as she gazed at him; Her eyes were hungry and cold. She was a sight both terrible, and lovely to behold. "Please don't feast upon my flesh," He begged her to forgive. "If I return you to the sea, then won't you let me live?" La da da da, da da da da da, won't you let me live? She looked at him upon his knees, and thought him a pitiful sight. She told him, "I will let you go, but quickly take your flight. If ever you should drop your nets, again amongst these waves, then me, and all my sisters here, will drag you to your grave." La da da da, da da da da da, drag you to your grave. Beware the wave-soaked maidens, to whom the depths belong! If you sail upon their waters, then you won't sail for long! A fortnight hence, he tossed and turned: Her eyes had driven him mad. And when he slept, all he could see, was the lady, seaweed-clad. Desperate for just one glimpse more, he took back too the deep. And sure enough, she came to him, with promises to keep. La da da da, da da da da da, promises to keep. She said, "Good sir, I warned you once, that you could never return. I should have known right then and there; Your kind will never learn." When he saw her sisters rise, he knew that he was damned. And now his bones are fathoms-deep, all buried in the sand. La da da da, da da da da da, buried in the sand. Beware the wave-soaked maidens, to whom the depths belong! If you sail upon their waters, then you won't sail for long! If you sail upon their waters, then you won't sail for long!"*
* ("Sera Was Never" song) *"Sera was never an agreeable girl—Her tongue tells tales of rebellion. But she was so fast, and quick with her bow, no one quite knew where she came from. Sera was never quite the quietest girl—Her attacks are loud and they're joyful. But she knew the ways of nobler men, and she knew how to enrage them. She would always like to say, "Why change the past, when you can own this day?" Today she will fight, to keep her way. She's a rogue and a thief, and she'll tempt your fate. She would always like to say, "Why change the past, when you can own this day?" Today she will fight, to keep her way. She's a rogue and a thief, and she'll tempt your fate. Sera was never quite the wealthiest girl—Some say she lives in a tavern. But she was so sharp, and quick with her bow—Arrows strike like a dragon. Sera was never quite the gentlest girl—Her eyes were sharp like a razor. But she knew the ways of commoner men, and she knew just how to use them. She would always like to say, "Why change the past, when you can own this day?" Today she will fight, to keep her way. She's a rogue and a thief, and she'll tempt your fate. She would always like to say, "Why change the past, when you can own this day?" Today she will fight, to keep her way. She's a rogue and a thief, and she'll tempt your fate."*