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[b]Name:[/b] Scrap
[b]Race: [/b]Human
[b]Age:[/b] 15
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Job:[/b] Engineer
[b]Weapons:[/b] Different types of gadgets that she builds that can be used as a weapon or defense. Her mechanical arm and leg can shoot out hot steam (mainly used as a last ditch effort) by turning the valves 
[b]Abilities:[/b] 
[u]Mechanical Engineering:[/u] She can fix and build prosthetics, gadgets, robots (to some extent) and has some knowledge on other technologies. 
[u]Street Fighting:[/u] Days within the gang didn’t leave her defenseless, she has some tricks up her sleeve when it comes to melee combat 
[u]Resourcefulness:[/u] Her fast thinking and street knowledge helps her get out of dangerous situations. 
 
[b]Personality:[/b] Mind of her own. Scrap doesn’t do well to authority but does whatever job you give her with little complaint. Opening up and trusting others comes by as a challenge. Trusting herself is all she’s ever known. Growing up in the slums and at the heart of gang violence taught her to be resourceful, but she lacks social skills. Keeps to herself but doesn’t take too kindly to those who are obnoxious or rude. Since she's also very young, she still has much to learn and is still ignorant/oblivious to this new world outside the slums 
[b]Bio:[/b] An orphaned street rat, at the age of 8, she was forced into the gang: The Junkyard Ravagers. They taught her how to fix and build mechanical prosthetics, since many members lost arms and legs to rival gang fights. Here they called her “Scrap” and it was the first and only name she’s ever had. For a while she could call the junkyards home, but it wouldn’t last. At the age of 12, an explosion at the junkyard set by a rival gang caused her to lose an arm and a leg. But you don’t leave the gang unless you’re dead. They forced her to keep working, expanding her skill set to build them lethal gadgets. She ended up building her own prosthetics since no one else would. From this point on it was when she learned that the junkyard was no home, but a prison. One day a gruesome fight with the rival gang leaves an opportunity to escape. So, after escaping the clutches of the Junkyard Ravagers, she finds herself lost.  It isn’t until she stumbles upon a request to join a pirate crew did she jump at the chance to leave the slums behind. 



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