Post by Koa on Jan 24, 2015 14:07:22 GMT -7
Name: Amy Lynn (Nami)
Age: 18
Hair Color: Originally Strawberry Blonde (Now green! Never play with hair dye.)
Eyes: Green
Height: Average
Weight: Oh hell no.
Bio: Hailing from another Universe, or maybe her own hallucination of one, Nami has grown with odd circumstances and a convoluted background. As a child she was abandoned by her father and was well aware of the obvious favoritism to her younger sister. To compensate, she became fiercely independent and argumentative. She spent much of her early years alternating between the piano and school yard brawls. This didn’t mean she won them all, of course. It just meant she was more than willing to throw a punch. While most of her reasoning can be selfish, Nami has always been set off by bullying or real mistreatment. She became as familiar with detention as she did with councilors.
At some period, she joined ROTC and started to reign in her anger with the goal of joining the police force. Unfortunately, her plans disintegrated when a mysterious disease ravaged the population, the citizens turning into walking shambles of their former selves. During this outbreak, Amy was damaged. Most of her left arm was skinned and lacerated, leaving her to extensive recovery times in the hands of a madman. It was here she met the 7 foot tall drider, Phalen. Feeling a tenuous connection to humanity already, she found herself more than willing to make a friend in what might otherwise be considered a horror. She let go of her former name and travelled at the command of scientists that owned her.
Personality: She probably won’t like you if you have needles, or start laughing maniacally. Being human is also a -2 for friendship. She has an extreme like for waffles, sugared, or otherwise. She would be a terrible roommate, leaving TV on at all hours and having a buddy who has 8 legs and sheds hairs (and skin). Probably will not do dishes either.
Skills: Flying might be one if she learns not to leave it in neutral. Can take a punch, can throw a punch. Quiet, stealthy and capable of using daggers and short swords.
CURRENTLY: Nami is on Namek, and has been living there for months. After the destruction of her temporary outhouse shelter, she has moved into a cave with Phalen. The isolation has done her some good and allowed her to learn the value of focus and a little bit of trust with the native population. She is currently saving money for transportation off world. She misses things like toasters, t-shirts and the comforting glow of a TV.
Phalen: (NPC) He’s a drider. He has a spider body and a human torso. He can web, he can knit, and he can crochet. He is adept at being creepy and shiny in dull light and might give scare the shit out of some people. Though he is capable of human speech, he tends to stick to the guttural language of his own kind as well as clicks and drumming. Nami only understands some of these, which is great because spiders curse a lot.
Age: 18
Hair Color: Originally Strawberry Blonde (Now green! Never play with hair dye.)
Eyes: Green
Height: Average
Weight: Oh hell no.
Bio: Hailing from another Universe, or maybe her own hallucination of one, Nami has grown with odd circumstances and a convoluted background. As a child she was abandoned by her father and was well aware of the obvious favoritism to her younger sister. To compensate, she became fiercely independent and argumentative. She spent much of her early years alternating between the piano and school yard brawls. This didn’t mean she won them all, of course. It just meant she was more than willing to throw a punch. While most of her reasoning can be selfish, Nami has always been set off by bullying or real mistreatment. She became as familiar with detention as she did with councilors.
At some period, she joined ROTC and started to reign in her anger with the goal of joining the police force. Unfortunately, her plans disintegrated when a mysterious disease ravaged the population, the citizens turning into walking shambles of their former selves. During this outbreak, Amy was damaged. Most of her left arm was skinned and lacerated, leaving her to extensive recovery times in the hands of a madman. It was here she met the 7 foot tall drider, Phalen. Feeling a tenuous connection to humanity already, she found herself more than willing to make a friend in what might otherwise be considered a horror. She let go of her former name and travelled at the command of scientists that owned her.
Personality: She probably won’t like you if you have needles, or start laughing maniacally. Being human is also a -2 for friendship. She has an extreme like for waffles, sugared, or otherwise. She would be a terrible roommate, leaving TV on at all hours and having a buddy who has 8 legs and sheds hairs (and skin). Probably will not do dishes either.
Skills: Flying might be one if she learns not to leave it in neutral. Can take a punch, can throw a punch. Quiet, stealthy and capable of using daggers and short swords.
CURRENTLY: Nami is on Namek, and has been living there for months. After the destruction of her temporary outhouse shelter, she has moved into a cave with Phalen. The isolation has done her some good and allowed her to learn the value of focus and a little bit of trust with the native population. She is currently saving money for transportation off world. She misses things like toasters, t-shirts and the comforting glow of a TV.
Phalen: (NPC) He’s a drider. He has a spider body and a human torso. He can web, he can knit, and he can crochet. He is adept at being creepy and shiny in dull light and might give scare the shit out of some people. Though he is capable of human speech, he tends to stick to the guttural language of his own kind as well as clicks and drumming. Nami only understands some of these, which is great because spiders curse a lot.