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[b][color=#D9CC33]ARREST & SENTENCING INFORMATION[/color][/b]
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[sup][b][color=#D9CC33]CRIMINAL OFFENSE[/color][/b]		[b][color=#D9CC33]NOTES[/color][/b]
Petty theft		Stole cosmetic items from department stores, and snacks from gas stations.
Assault and battery     Hit a classmate with a padlock in the head.
Joyride                 Went joyriding in stolen neighbors' cars.
Motor Vehicle Theft     Stole a police officer's car.[/sup][/center][/cell][cell=active]
[quote][sup][b][color=#D9CC33]FIRST NAME:[/color][/b] Maiyara
[b][color=#D9CC33]LAST NAME:[/color][/b] Gutierrez, nee Ryder
[b][color=#D9CC33]MIDDLE INITIAL:[/color][/b] S
[b][color=#D9CC33]ALIASES:[/color][/b] Esa perra flaca
[b][color=#D9CC33]GENDER:[/color][/b] Female
[b][color=#D9CC33]AGE:[/color][/b] 23
[b][color=#D9CC33]D.O.B:[/color][/b] November 21, 1996
[b][color=#D9CC33]RACE:[/color][/b] Black/Native American
[b][color=#D9CC33]EYE COLOR:[/color][/b] Hazel 
[b][color=#D9CC33]HAIR-COLOR:[/color][/b] Black
[b][color=#D9CC33]BUILD:[/color][/b] Skinny
[b][color=#D9CC33]HEIGHT:[/color][/b] 5'7
[b][color=#D9CC33]WEIGHT:[/color][/b] 110lb[/sup][/quote]
[b][color=#D9CC33]PHYSICAL PROFILE[/color][/b]
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[indent] For as long as Maiyara could remember, she's been told she could be a supermodel, and she has the genes to back it up. Fat never stuck to her no matter what she ate. Breasts are no where to be found. She laughs at the bitches that have to spend $60 on a bra. Slap pasties on her nips and call it a day.

If she's not half naked on any given day, then she's sick. Miami is hot as balls and she can't be bothered to not walk around skimpy clothes must to her grandmother's disapproval. You know that one song in that Moana movie with the decapod? [i]Shiny[/i]? Yeah, that's it. If she's not brighter than the sun, if you can't see her a mile away, then she's not doing it right. Neon as the city she hails from, Maiyara loves anything that's gaudy and shiny. Her makeup consists of highlighter on her eyebrows, cheeks, her nose, and the corner of her eyes. Shine, bitch, Shine. She has freckles on her nose, and two white star tattoos on her cheekbones, and white stars starting from her left shoulder all the way down to her wrist. Her hands are tattooed. There's a black light crystal tattoo on her left hand, and a stick and poke tattoo that says SEX on her right hand that she did herself.

She hits up her grandmother's nail salon every two weeks for coffin shaped, ghetto creations. She keeps them medium length. All her exes say her nails fucked up their back, but no one's truly complaining. She keeps her black hair cut in a bob and gets bright highlights every month or so. She has a tongue piercing, a septum piercing, her lip pierced, and two piercings on each ear (the lobe and helix).[/indent][/cell][/row][/table]
[b][color=#D9CC33]Psychological Profile[/color][/b]
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[indent]Maiyara's not only dresses loud, but she is loud. If you don't see her first, then you'll definitely hear her. Filter? You mean on Instagram, right? Tactless since 1996. If she hates you, you'll know it. If she likes you, you'll know it. If she loves you...she'll break your heart, before you can break hers. Maiyara is impulsive. She'll think about slashing your tires for one second, then do it. Consequences for her actions never cross her mind. Doesn't matter if she suffers any. She'll take that jail time. Wouldn't be the first time, won't be the last. She'll push boundaries just to make people prove her right that she's too fucked up to stay with. There's only one person in her life that loves her unconditionally, and that's her grandmother. No matter how much trouble she causes, she's always there for her. After she kicks the bucket, Maiyara will never have anyone in her life that'll truly love her. Maiyara believes in whatever keeps food in her mouth, and money in her wallet. The only things off the table are dark web torture porn shit, kids, and murder. On a bad day she'll drink so much she blacks out. She's ended up in interesting places and done interesting things, because of it. If you ever see videos of her on pornbub, don't bring it up. Thanks. [/indent]

[b][color=#D9CC33]CRIMINAL PAST[/color][/b]
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[indent] Life for Maiyara begins at her first memory, when her mother walked out her when she was three. Her daddy was never there. She learned later that her mother's Choctaw, and her family didn't approve of her black boyfriend, so she moved in with him and his mother. Her daddy's in jail for life for something, probably murder, and her mother didn't want to be a parent and went back home to wherever the fuck she came from. Her grandmother, Mama Saule, raised her on her own off the money she made from owning a nail salon in Miami Beach. 

Fast forward through her childhood. Nothing interesting happened there. She's an only child, that she knew of, her grandmother wasn't rich, but she bought her whatever she wanted if she could afford it. She had friends, played with dolls, witnessed prostitutes working off Johns in alleys, normal kid shit. Her middle school years was when it got interesting. In sixth grade, Maiyara lost all her friends, because she's pretty and those ugly bloated bitches couldn't deal with it. According to her. What really happened was that she got her period, bled for three months straight, and was embarrassingly called Bloody Mary when she bled through her clothes on several occasions. Her so called friends had to tell everyone in their grade, but we don't talk about that. To cope with the embarrassment and loneliness, she stole a candy bar from a gas station just because she could. The cops were called, and she had to wait for her grandmother at the police station. The charges were dropped as long as her grandmother paid for what she stole, then she got her ass handed to her when she got home. Didn't stop her from doing it again.  She got better at not getting caught. 

In seventh grade she met a fifteen year old boy, Juan "Ojos Bonitos" Gutierrez, at her grandmother's shop. He called her "bonita", she slept with him a week later, then he threw her away. Desperate to get him back, she stole makeup from a department store, and got caught because of the sensors. She got off with a juvenile detention program on the weekends, and her grandmother had to pay for the items. 

She didn't see Juan again for months, but when she did something came over her. She needed to get him back. Juan's older brother, Ramon, ran with the Caras Rojas and their parties were legendary in Miami Beach. Bitches, cars, drugs, the works. She bought a luchador mask, a bottle of bleach, and rode her bike to the party. No one paid her any attention. She found Juan's bicycle, dragged it over to his brother's car, made a trail of bleach to the car, and poured a puddle right under the gas tank. Then she lit the bleach on fire, and made a smooth escape far enough away to watch Juan's brother's car go up in flames. Juan's bike being next to it made him look like the culprit. The first of many crimes that didn't end up on her rap sheet.

Her freshman year of high school she got her first boyfriend, trailer trash Taylor Maloney. Their romance was short lived, but he taught her everything he knew about how to steal a car before they broke up. He stole his neighbor's car and took her for a ride. They didn't get caught the first few times, but the night she decided to put her knowledge to the test luck wasn't on their side. They got caught, she went to juvie for a few months, and he went to jail. Turns out he had several strikes on his record. 

Juvie didn't stop her from joyriding in her neighbor's cars. She'd bring them back in the morning if she wasn't caught, and if she was, then off to juvie for her. After the third time, her grandmother sent her to a six month boot camp for trouble teens in the middle of a Florida swamp. Exercise, teamwork, friendship, and gators. Whoo! All that good change your kid for the better bullshit. Maiyara learned how to blow boys in the bathrooms for cash to buy amenities. She walked out of camp with the power to soul suck a dick and fat pockets. 

She met Juan again at sixteen when tried to steal his car. She didn't know it was his, but a pretty cherry red 1970s Mustang was hard to resist. He wasn't mad when he realized it was her, instead he smiled like she was the greatest thing he'd ever seen and asked her if she wanted to go for a ride. Juan hit the gym pretty hard, since she last saw him. When they met he was barely heavier than her soaking wet, now he could break her spine with a fist. Still sucked in bed though. They dated for a few months, he taught her how to race, until some older woman turned his head. She stole his car, put it in neutral, and pushed it into a swamp. 

Her boyfriend after Juan, Reed, two timed her with some other chick that started a fight with her in the middle of the school day. Maiyara wasn't in the mood for her bullshit, so she grabbed the padlock off her locker, locked it, notched it around her knuckle, then cold cocked the bitch in the forehead with it. Cue anime blood splatter all over her face and outfit. Chick didn't die, but no one told her head wounds bled like a motherfucker. She couldn't get away with that crime, and was sentenced to six months community service. Could've been jail, but she didn't throw the first punch.

After high school, barely graduated, she went to jail for stealing a cop car. Her grandmother pissed her off when she tried to sway her choice of clothing and wouldn't listen when she tried to explain how she liked dressing like a whore. A cop left his car vulnerable while he hit a donut shop. Wasn't her fault he left it there to stuff his gullet. She got sentenced to jail for sixteen months. Made friends with the hardest bitch in prison, wasn't the first time she paid sexual favors for something in return. She made a name for herself by doing budget makeup on inmates she wasn't sleeping with. 

Once out, she didn't bother trying to get a job. No one would hire her with her record, so she spent time stealing, selling, and working on old cars for a chop shop. Used the money to party hard and drink harder. One of the times she blacked out, she ended up marrying Juan. They tried to make married life work, but she didn't want to just be his bitch and raise kids. Ew, children. She left him. They never officially divorced. Neither of them put divorce on the list of priorities when it came to how they wanted to spend their money. 

Soon after their relationship imploded, Maiyara went to a street race hosted by Caras Rojas just to show Juan up. She borrowed a car from the chop shop. The person she raced against was someone she's never heard of from Overton. The race was close and she swears she won, no one can tell her different, but they liked the way she raced and invited her to join their burgeoning crew. They weren't Royals yet when she joined, and the street racing was for the thrills of it. They racked up whenever they went up against other crews, because of the cheap hook up she got from the chop shop for faster parts. She's part of the reason the Royals aren't on good terms with the Caras Rojas. They like their bitches loyal, but fuck Juan. She's only out for her own self-interest. Maiyara doesn't care to fuck with the drug side of the gang. She'll stick to her one true love, cars.[/indent]

[b][color=#D9CC33]SKILLS & EQUIPMENT[/color][/b]
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[INDENT][sub][b][color=#D9CC33]SKILLS:[/color][/b][/sub]
[INDENT][b][color=#D9CC33]Makeup artist[/color][/b] | There's not a look she can't do. She prefers bright and obnoxious looks.
[b][color=#D9CC33]Mechanic[/color][/b] | She doesn't just sell to chop shops, she's picked up some skills here and there too. 
[b][color=#D9CC33]Improvisation[/color][/b] | That impulsiveness she has helps when it comes to her making a decision on the fly. Doesn't do shit to help her escape the cops half the time.
[b][color=#D9CC33]Sex appeal[/color][/b] | It's how she gets out of most trouble or get what she wants that's not cop related.
[b][color=#D9CC33]Spanish[/color][/b] | Her Spanish is intermediate. She learned through hangout with Juan and Caras Rojas. She can get by in a conversation as long as it's Mexican dialect. Say a word in any other Spanish dialect and she'll need a translation.[/INDENT]
[sub][b][color=#D9CC33]EQUIPMENT:[/color][/b][/sub]
[INDENT][b][color=#D9CC33]Car theft kit[/color][/b] | She never goes anywhere without her kit: glass hammer, wire cutters and strippers, screw drivers, pliers, and electrical tape for old cars. A relay attack device for keyless cars that she needs a partner to operate it with. 
[b][color=#D9CC33]Car repair kit[/color][/b] | She keeps a rolled up tool bag in her purse, and has several locations around the city where she keeps the stuff that's too heavy carry. She got smart after her first stent in prison. She doesn't plan to go back.
[b][color=#D9CC33]Wrench[/color][/b] | Her weapon of choice. Good to fix cars with and beating ass.
[b][color=#D9CC33]Makeup kit[/color][/b] | She needs her face on or she can't function. 
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[indent]Don't call her Mrs. Gutierrez. She'll smash your face in with whatever she can get her hands on.[/indent]
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