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Robyn Koch

Hearing the door opening behind her, Robyn quickly looked up and smiled as Everly made her way into the room. "Oh dont worry, I don't sparkle like those horrendous Twilight vampires!" She said, waving off Everly's insult. "I smolder." She added with a wink as she stepped up to the girl.

"The name's Robyn! Guess you'll be my bunk buddy?" She said cheerfully, extending a hand towards Everly. Noticing some movement behind the girl, Robyn peered past Everly and noticed the enormous wolf. Most people would probably react a little bit more shocked at the sight of such an enormous beast wandering the hallways... But given everything that had happened in the past few weeks, Robyn was hardly what you'd call a normal person anymore.

"Oooooh, and who might this be?" She cooed, squatting down so she got onto eye-level with the towering canine. "Quite the pretty coat you got there!" She added, extending a hand for the wolf to sniff. "He yours?" Robyn asked, looking back up at Everly.

𝙸 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚛

Name: 				Jolie Taylor
Nicknames/Alias: 		"Jo", sometimes "Bombshell"
Height: 				6'2"
Weight: 				140 lbs
Age: 				34
Gender: 				Female
Sexual Orientation: 	Heterosexual
Ethnicity: 			Caucasian
State: 				Michigan𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎

Appearance Details: 
Jolie is a flamboyant dresser, enjoying the use of colorful accents mixed in between tactical gear such as body-armor. Her gear is made up out of a mish-mash of different components. She'll use whatever she can get her hands on, looks be damned.

She enjoys showing off skin, partially because she's aware she a looker, but also because she finds it helps when dealing with the opposite sex. Show some cleavage, and most men are willing to add a few dollars to a contract.

Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other: 
Jolie has a half-sleeve of a Japanese Koy covering her right upperarm.
Has a LEVEL-9 prisoner's band covering her upper left arm:

Scar from a stab wound located on her lower abdomen.

Brand Tattoo Placement: 		Right wrist

Apartment:


Armory:

Compact, simple, reliable. The Mk.III Suburu semi-automatic pistol is the latest in a line of very successful pistols. It is the pistol of choice for Morvai Security, as well as street-smart thugs who value reliability over flashiness. The Mk.III comes with a digital read-out on the back, giving realtime feedback on remaining ammunition.
Caliber: .45
Magazine: 12


Lovingly called the "Streetsweeper" by many due to it's fast rate of fire, the Makarov AS-12 is a shotgun capable of firing in both fully-automatic as semi-automatic. Its 12-gauge cartridges lends it unparalleled killing potential in the cramped streets of Morvai, though its effectiveness against body-armor is lacking.
Cartridge: 12 Gauge (00 buck, slugs, firebreath)
Magazine: 20 (drum magazine)

Gunbaton
WIP

Finances: 					$5.389 under a fake name𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐

Gang Affiliation: 

HOSTILE | Former Morvai Security employee. Pretty much on shoot-to-kill terms with them nowadays.


FRIENDLY | Not officially affiliated with The Kings, though she has strong connections within the organisation. They have provided her with the majority of her contract work thus far.


INDIFFERENT | She has run a few jobs for the Unseen in the past. Usually for work where they require brawn over brain. She actually vastly prefers the jobs the Unseen offer over the Kings; but given her previous affiliation with the Kings they're less likely on hiring Jo.

Occupation: Gun-for-hire, muscle, bounty hunter, gardener

Sanction: Korven, closer to Lisden than Eden.

Favorite Season: Summer, less clothes means less concealed weapons. And people are less likely to wear body-armor throughout the entire day.

Personality: 
*Reliable *Professional *Loyal | Hot-headed* Crude* Highly competitive*
Even before her exile into the bowels of Morvai, Jolie had a tendency to run her mouth. While always getting the job done, her superiors at Morvai Security often had to chastise her for the way she booked results (hint: it usually involved violence). Despite her violent streak, Jo has never struck out against those undeserving. While no hero, she does try to do good wherever she can.

She does however harbor a deep grudge towards those in Eden, in particular Morvai Security, after she was framed for a murder. For this reason, she's highly distrustful of anybody who has strong ties to anything related to Eden.𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎

Likes and Dislikes: 
Guns
Drinking
Bar brawls
Money
Loud music
growing her own vegetables
Cooking

Anything Eden related
Cpt. Tanaka of Morvai Security
Drugs
Thugs
Being shot at
Losing at pretty much anything

Hobbies and Interests:
Curiously enough, Jolie actually tends to a small garden plot on the roof of her apartment building. It's surprisingly rewarding to grow your own vegetables. 

She also has a soft spot for anything pre-disaster related, it intrigues her hearing and reading about how people used to live before the world went to shit.

Small Biography: 
You ever been in the right spot at the wrong time? It sucks, let me tell your that... But it's probably bad form to start at the end of a story, so let me rewind a little.

I was born to two drug addicted shitheads near the Lisden wall in Korven, whose dumbest idea was having me. I'm not going to tell you much about this, since you're probably already well acquainted with stories like these. Druggie parents abuse daughter, daughter runs away. The end.

With no job to my name, it was either turning to prostitution (dont get me wrong, sex is great, but I prefer picking my partners) or join a gang... I enlisted in Morvai's Security. Not exactly the Kings or Unseen, are they? Brutal stuff, that. But never underestimate the tenacity of a street urchin who's hungry for a meal.

I guess I'm what you'd call a loose cannon. I got my job done, sure, but it usually involved plenty of collateral damage. You'd think they'd assign me a deskjob, right? Yeah, well, I never did well with computers... Gives me a splitting headache. Plus, I did mention I delivered results, right? 

Because of this, I was always butting heads with the Captain at the time... At one point even literally! Van der Beek was a strict man, always wanting things to go by the book. Honorable though. I might not have gotten along with the prick, but I sure respected him.

Fast forwards a few years and I got a call that there was a disturbance at Van der Beek's residence. The man lived in a pretty nice part of Korven. Not quite Eden, but close enough. Anyway, I got there and find the man; head splattered across one of those avant garde paintings he so liked. Before I could even call in what I was seeing, there were sirens blaring outside. Being the only one on the scene, I was detained.

For the record, I want to explain that until that point I actually still believed in some form of justice. I figured they'd soon find out that I wasnt the one who pulled the trigger. Why would I? So you can understand my disbelief when they apparently found my gun on the scene, and a bullet from my gun lodged in the wall. 

I probably should pause here for a second to tell you about Abram Tanaka. Work with me here. Imagine the slimiest corporate executive you can. Good, you got the sleek hair? The suit? Those weaselly eyes? Now imagine that person working for a security firm with access to criminal databases.

Turns out I was the perfect scapegoat for Tanaka's fast track to the top. I'm a poor slob from Korven. I have records of violence. People knew about me and Van der Beek's clashing. Aka, the perfect goddamn target to pin a murder on.

The evidence was flimsy, but the judges didn't care; they were already in Tanaka's pockets by the point. So I was thrown into the LEVEL-9 facility. You know the one, where they keep the worst of the worst? You can probably imagine how much fun it is there as a person who put some of those fucko's behind bars. Had to train myself to sleep with one eye open...

Anyway, I was sentenced for life... Tanaka probably expected me to get shanked on the first night. Heh, wish I could've seen the fucker's face after still kicking it after nearly 2 years. 

I got lucky, turns out the Kings had plans to bust out one of their higher ranking members. I simply took advantage of the chaos and slipped away. Turns out that thugs with actual urban combat training are quite wanted in Korven. Who knew, right? Plus, you know that LEVEL-9 brand? The one that pretty much ruins any chance you'd ever have for a normal job? Turns out it's quite the badge of honor around these parts. Not a lot of folk survive LEVEL-9.

Doubt Tanaka would dare to go after me after all this time, he's the last person who wants to see my old file opened up again. Pretty sure I'm officially declared dead hah! I haven't forgotten about the snake though and I'm not resting till I lodge a bullet in his skull.

Family Members: Jolie hasn't been in contact with her family since she ran away at the age of 17 and has no intention of looking these abusive assholes up.
Relationships: 

Cpt. Abram Tanaka
This piece of corporate shit was the person behind framing Jolie for the murder of the previous Captain of the Morvai Security forces.
 He now enjoys the position of Captain. Her one goal in life is to one day put a bullet between this snake's eyes.


Cameron
Partner in crime and eternal thorn in her side. While at first glance their partnership might seem weird as they get along like cats and dogs, anybody who has seen the two in action can verify that they make for one dangerous duo.


Mallory
Protegé of both Mal and Jo. Kinda just stuck around and never left. Jo sees him more as an intern than an actual member of the illustrious trio.
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