Nisvillia Blissponis - Big Mama's House - Kingfisher [hider=Nisvillia Blissponis] [b]Name:[/b] Nisvillia Blissponis [b]Age: [/b]27 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Appearance:[/b] Nisvillia is a huge, heavy young woman, who carries most of her weight in her enormous stomach. Her neck is thick with fat, and her plump face bares a double-chin. She has soft arms, decked with pillowy flab, and her muscular legs have become built like tree trunks from supporting her immense weight. She has dark lips which conceal glistening white teeth, and emerald green eyes shimmer on either side of her stout nose. An explosion of fiery red hair cascades down her shoulders, falling in loose tangles, and a mishmash of bright freckles are splattered across her pale face. Her cheeks are rosy and puffy, and she is reasonably large-breasted. She has a relaxed and casual stance, with slopped shoulders and a slightly curved spine. Nisvillia dresses in a fairly stylish manner, garbing herself in a loose shirt of black metal-like fabric, worn under a dark red jacket. Sleek black leggings are clad around her legs, and sturdy yet elegant combat boots garb her feet. [b]Personality:[/b] Nisvillia is a shady, large-than-life swindler, with a wicked grin on her lips and a mischievous gleam in her eye. She has built her life upon supply and demand, and has a knack for fishing out the profit in any situation. Outwardly, she may sometimes emit kindness, but her twisted personality holds a much more dark and barbaric side, which rears its ugly head when the situation demands it, or when she’s simply having a bad day. The young woman panders to social norms, and knows how to weed her way into most conversations, and how to play her opponents. She has little regard for life, human or otherwise, and her main concern is asserting herself as a powerful figure, through illegal means or otherwise. [b]History:[/b] Nisvillia was born into a merchant family in the cluttered halls of Port Wander (the last bastion of the Golden Throne’s rule in the Koronus Expanse) living out a fairly sheltered childhood. Amidst the almost lawless expanse of the station, crime and underhand tactics were ripe, and most merchants dabbled in skulduggery and unlawful practices, with the Blissponis family being no exception. The Imperial reserves stationed at Port Wander were usually there as punishment for dishonourable acts, and as such this marked the end of progression in their military careers; making them bitter, resentful, and easy to manipulate. Growing rich off of extorting asteroids of their rich minerals, the Blissponis family existed within the upper-crust of Port Wander society, utilising disgruntled guardsmen to enforce protection rackets throughout the space station, and keep their competitors from ever becoming too powerful. Branching out into smuggling, the family shipped Obscura and other narcotics in through the great piers, occasionally dabbling in Xenos technology if the buyers paid enough. On the verges of establishing their own trading cartels, the Blissponis’ operations soon collapsed under their own weight, and became overrun with untrustworthy thugs and shady characters, to the point that the organization simply dissolved into Port Wander’s underworld. Lacking their previous funds but addicted to a lifestyle of excessive luxury, Nisvillia’s father sank into a deep depression, becoming addicted to the Obscura he had once smuggled, before falling even further into darkness once its affects had worn off. The all-consuming despair soon whisked away her father’s life, and he was found with a suicide-induced gun wound in his head, lying bloodied in their cramped little apartment. Her mother followed suite, and the young girl was left to fend for herself. Nisvillia became a gun runner, finding work down in the docks that her family had once used to smuggle their wares, keeping herself in the good books of Port Wander’s major players. The young woman established herself as a reliable and trustworthy smuggler, and her business profited because of this. While she by no means returned to the life of immense splendour she had grown used to, her new wealth was a grand step up from the near povertous conditions she had been teetering on. Becoming further intertwined with the black market, Nisvillia started to draw cautious eyes from the station’s most vicious gangsters, which she took as leave to seek out her fortune elsewhere. Fleeing to Outpost 57, the young woman has established a niche for herself offering mercenary work to aspiring guns for hire, working as a gateway for crime bosses to hand out contracts to the faceless drivels of hoodlums and renegades who flock to the once military facility. [b]Skills:[/b] Nisvillia understands people, and is able to get inside their heads and manipulate them. While not a fighter in the physical sense, her cool charisma and deceptively welcoming demeanour are truly forces to be reckoned with, and her uniquely deductive brain gives her an unseen advantage in tense life-or-death situations. Having spent some time on the rough streets of Port Wander, Nisvillia has a basic understanding of close-quarters combat, although her unfit state makes this almost completely useless. She has a keen eye, and is a decent shot with her scoped laspistol. [b]Equipment:[/b] -Monomolecular knife -Scoped Laspistol [b]Miscellaneous:[/b] N/A [/hider]