Drumroll, please... !! Here she is!
(the korean in-between her name and her stats link to a song, as per the commonality of this thread!)

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[Sub][b][color=darkgray] A P P E A R A N C E
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[I][indent]Seomun Min stands at 5'4'' with unnaturally-dyed teal-green hair that appears to be longer in the front than it is in the back. Her eyes are a glowing teal-green of the same color (she doesn't care that 'neon blue' is in; teal is her jam and she's sticking with it) — the augmented eyes (only one of many augmentations she has) give her a heads up as she's leading her gang. Min has a mesomorphic body type, small but compact to the endless years of training and working out she's done to survive on the futuristic streets as well as the cyberware that keeps her muscles slender but mighty. Her complexion is pale, almost poreless due to the large amounts of makeup she wears to give off an aura of luxury contrasted against the slums she lives in. She walks with the gait of a goddess, like she owns the streets she rides on (however, she is slightly aware that the streets own her, collar & chain). [/indent][/I] 

[Sub][b][color=darkgray] O C C U P A T I O N
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[indent][i]Min is the leader of the 그림자 단계 (geulimja dangye, lit. [i]shadow step[/i]), a small street gang of cyber-augmented hoodlums who are backed by a larger group of criminals to run various drugs (namely, illegally-obtained VS and Neurotop) to those who pay top dollar or would prefer to keep their usage of such low on the radar. While the geulimja dangye like to consider themselves 'badasses', their leaders and aesthetics are the scariest things about them, and would be eaten alive without the backing of their 'big brother' gangs.[/i][/indent]

[Sub][b][color=darkgray] P E R S O N A L I T Y
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[I][indent]Min is a child of the streets; born to a drug-addict mother and unknown father, Min knew the street language better than her birth language. She's absolutely outrageous and extravagant in everything she does, spoiled to a fault due to knowing which words to place where, and a general glutton for attention. She considers herself a poster girl for the current time's rebellious youth and would do anything to be recognized as a paragon of anarchy, feeding on the attention that others give her.

However, on the inside, Min is... relatively pathetic. As an addict of both VS and Neurotop (amongst most other drugs found in this world), a sloppy alcoholic in her down time, and generally has a lack of self-respect, Min's number one weakness is the aforementioned attention. Her goals in life whittle themselves down to either a) [b]having enough street credit and money to make herself influential, whether others want her to be or not,[/b] or b) [b]getting in good with a well-respected businessman/woman/criminal lord/politician who can support her nasty habits and cover up a criminal record[/b] to live the life of luxury. 

To say the least, she is a chaotic-neutral character with little-to-no inhibitions about getting a job done. If murder is the way of least resistance, she has no problem getting her or her compatriots' hands dirty, even if they are against the thought. Theft and assault are simply words in the textbook she teaches like the gospel, and her eyes are on a prize that she refuses to speak of in any company, polite or otherwise. In addendum, to compare her to her mother would be nothing little of a death threat. Despite the similarities (low self-respect, drug/alcohol addictions, a general knack for getting in trouble) between her and the person who brought her into this world, Min absolutely abhors her mother and anything to do with her. 

Min does not consider herself either a hero or a villain, but instead, simply a variable of absolute chaos; she wants to watch the world fall. And she wants to fall right with it.
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[Sub][b][color=darkgray] B A C K G R O U N D
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[I][center][b]PEOPLE, THE REVOLUTION WILL N O T BE TELEVISED. THE REVOLUTION IS IN YOUR MIND. THE REVOLUTION IS HERE.[/b][/center]

[indent]Since birth, Min has watched the chaos of the criminal world from her bedroom. A pretty bird kept clipped from the ball and chains of a mother who did not want to birth her, it didn't take long for Seomun Min to spread her wings and escape her cage. Age nine, the young girl was walking the streets with tattered clothes and a mouth like knives; age ten, she was running with the dogs that tried to bite her. Bat in hand and nine-inch-nails driven through it, the girl pulled her hair back and learned words like [b]LITTLE BITCH, WHORE, [/b] and most of all: [b]FIGHTER.[/b] She wouldn't let the world eat her alive like they had eaten her mother. She would not go down fighting.

Age thirteen, she learned the word [b]AUGMENTATION.[/b] It's what all of her big brothers and sisters had; they made you harder, faster, stronger, prettier— they gave you attention when you walked in with a robotic arm or a new eye color... by the end of the week, she was the only one without one, and while they did not scorn her for it, she felt out of place. She wanted to be adored, too. 

[b]IT'S ADDICTING, EXCITING, & ALL THE RAGE.[/b]

Her first augmentation was an out-of-date EYE-SEEU model, in her favorite color; after that, they had her turning tricks. The rush of knowing you were better than someone else, by some definition of the word, was a new kind of addiction that she couldn't describe. That VS hailed in comparison too. Mods weren't always paid for by the big bucks, either: tattoos, piercings, hair dyes... none of them stood up to waking up and knowing you were one step closer to being faster, better, harder, stronger than everyone else. 

With the augmentations came the risk of losing your fucking mind, of course (at least, that's how her big brothers worded it), and with that risk came a new drug: Neurotop. It became a reason for living, something she needed to possess to survive; if Min didn't have a bottle of it on her person, she would become paranoid. The dependency of the drug sparked a new interest— how many more were like her? How many more needed this drug to survive? What if they could not afford it, could not get ahold of it, wanted to keep it quiet that they, too, were fucked-up-freaks like her?

At age twenty, she was the first of five to rev up the engine of a motorbike and take to the streets. They called them [b]hoodlums[/b] among other things, but she knew, truly, who they were. They were the shadow-steps that needed to be taken to keep things quiet in this world. She didn't particularly mind, though; she knew what they needed, she understood. She was hooked on the idea of being the only thing between their peace and the thought of them 'losing their fuckin' minds'; she liked being the only thing quelling their addictions. [i]Sure[/i], they could pay the big bucks and buy it from the source, but her way of thinking was [b]clear[/b] and [b]pure[/b], — she was the runner of the [b]TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY CURE.[/b] [/indent][/I]

[Sub][b][color=darkgray] S K I L L S
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[I][indent][b]EYE-SEEU[/b] : Min's augmented eyes allow her to have a faster hand-eye coordination time; this causes her, also, to be able to view the world in a HUD, sometimes showing vitals of those whose records are public knowledge (politicians, musicians, etc.) 
[b]INFECTED [/b] : Min has a natural tolerance to drugs and alcohol, making it harder for people to poison her drinks/slip her drugs in her food.
[b]BILINGUAL[/b] : Min speaks not only Korean (her first language), but English; she knows the street lingo as well.
[b]SHADOW STEP[/b] : Min has the ability to call on the other four members of the geulimja dangye for a pickup in a stressful situation; of course, this could mean leaving allies behind. 
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[Sub][b][color=darkgray] E Q U I P M E N T
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[I][indent][b]BABYGIRL: [/b] dubbed after the nickname she was forced to take at a young age, Min turned her embarrassment into wrath. Ironically, 'Babygirl' is nothing more than a store-bought, wooden baseball bat with about six nine-inch-nails hammered into the head of it. Preferring the rush of beating someone's head in to shooting someone with a technological weapon, Babygirl is Min's primary weapon and weapon of choice, painting the road red wherever she goes with it.

[b]MASERATI SR2064:[/b] Min's only mode of transportation; the Maserati SR2064 is a self-reliant motorcycle, painted teal-green to continue on with the street princess's motif, obtained illegally from a downtown street-machine dealership, modified to have a number of features, making it a trophy for any street patrol cop to capture:
[indent]- self driving capabilities: with this feature, Min can ride side-saddle or backwards on the Maserati, perhaps to take out law enforcement that may be getting a bit too close, or even just to show off.
- Self Activated Reticulated Automated Helper (SARAH): similar to SIRI or KITT, SARAH is the automated assistant that links the Maserati and the HUD of the EYE-SEEU, monitoring speed, motorcycle condition, traffic, GPS, and even sometimes the location of incoming roadblocks or police enforcement.
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