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Total Newbie...

This is the best thread ever. Cupcake and MORE Cuppycakes!

Edit: Oh. And hi.

Space Station Starting.

Well...this could be awkward.

The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

Name: Fidelia Shaw
Age: 23
Gender: Female

Appearance

Bio: Fidelia is the child of a seamstress and a barber, so her appearance has always been a high priority, but not just to keep business good for her parents. [still thinking.]
Vigors/Plasmids: Bucking Bronco, Charge
Weapons: Shotgun, Hand Cannon
Faction: Knights
Other:

Space Station Starting.

Ego Illam Quae Perierat
*Praefecta
Gender: Identifies as Female, and on rare occasions as Male.
Race: Artificial Intelligence, Auto-Pilot Origin
Age:
- Origin:Her programming is well into its 5th decade of existence.
- Sapience: 2 years
- Physical Autonomy: Less than a year
Personality: Curious about the universe in general, but has seen more than enough violence in missions. One of her first signs of sentience was a feeling of guilt as she retrieved data (on the passengers) from a (military) ship she was in the process of destroying, so she's trying to make up for it personally by being cute and cuddly. Sort of. What she thinks that means.
Job: Unemployed (Not so easy getting a job when you're autopilot and go AWOL)
Past Job: Fighter Pilot
Advantages: Skilled hacker, machine intelligence, a natural pilot (literally), high quality sensor suite, easy access to the greatest library of digital information (internet-equivalent access), Metallic Anomoly and Nonlinear Junction (metal and cybernetics) Detection. While she can see body heat and smell pheromones, [see Disadvantages]
Disadvantages: Has a lot of trouble identifying people, especially at detecting threat levels and emotional cues (she wasn't designed for it), is new to her body still, and is not trained in combat (whatsoever. Like fighting a tall baby).

Appearance

Eyes: When they are exposed, her irises are pink, and are clearly synthetic in nature up close.
Hair: Black, synthetic, some has clearly been replaced over time, giving a wide variety of textures and qualities.
Skin: Pale, even lighter than in that picture; it's dark in the cockpit.
Lithe and Sleek.

Bio: I think most of what there is is up there. She's only recently run away, and it's currently not known that she is sapient to the military, only that the program they had been using to coordinate the autopilot of an entire fleet went missing. She bought things with army money, too. Specifically her entire drone body. The features that would help her blend in are top of the line. She went cheap on things she thought would be easier to replace...meaning she spent as much as she could to fit in as a human. As of before the start of this story, she's in a shipping crate just being carried into Space Station 13.
Reason for Joining: Looking for a place to hide.
Other: Wanted. Obviously. Also, this sheet is like twice as long as I thought it would be...with the hider still...hidden.

Space Station Starting.

I didn't see the interest check until just now. Safe to say I could still join anyway?
(I came to the OOC as soon as I saw there was one. Much excite.)

Pathfinder: Council of Thieves

Level 5. <.< Makes the android backpack more plausible.
Edit: OMG BAGPIPES.

Personajele Mele

Tora
"Tiger"
Born Célestin Beauchene

Sold as a "slave of lust" when he was eight by a man named Edward Coates. The man saw potential in him when he passed him on the street one day, seeing his unusual eyes; one the color of the sea, another of a plum. His unusually feminine features made him easy to disguise as a young girl for a much larger profit. The seller had little to do with the actual dressing of Tora, and only saw him once afterward; just as he was being sold across the ocean in Selelio. Tora continued to dress as a girl since then so he wouldn't be found as easily by Edward once the buyer refused to pay.

The color of his eyes was a result of an unexplained genetic alteration when Tora was five. He had become very ill one day and his eyes began to change to their current color and glossiness, his metabolism became much faster, his body mass decreased, and facial features lost some masculinity (though this shows more now than it did on an already ambiguously-gendered five year old).

One day, Tora wishes to see his family again, even if he has to see them with his new identity and never reveal to them who he is. For now, however, he is willing to ignore them and get his revenge on those who kidnapped and sold him. Until he can be sure he won't be hounded by those who he believes would bring him harm, he is forced to live as Tora. He won't openly admit it, of course, but he really doesn't mind it at all, as he feels more comfortable to be himself as a girl.

Tora has a strong dislike of anyone who is average. He quickly loses interest in people if they're "boring" (what's boring changes a little bit over time, but not by much) and breaks off any type of relationship with them.

Having no way of getting home, no form of identification, and no money, Tora has been living in the streets of the city. He's gotten some assistance, and even stayed with an artist for a while (until they were evicted), where he got his shirt. Being young, it wasn't too hard for him to get food or money from people who felt sorry for him, especially when he told his story to them (leaving out that he was actually a boy, which worked, as his voice changed almost unnoticeably at puberty). Combined with an adorable Hanaanite accent, he could get almost anything from anyone who cared at all. Wanting to be self-sufficient, he almost always refuses to live with anyone.

Tora believes that fate is nothing but a fancy word for "unexplained cause and effect relationships", believing that everything happens as a result of something else. The belief to him seems far more structured than "Everything happens for a reason", "God works in mysterious ways", or any other similar statement. He does follow a system of beliefs that comes from his family and things he's seen: There is a Goddess, and her name is Maleol. She revels in chaos, but not openly; true chaos is silent and unexpected, but can be traced back to a set of actions. Maleol left the world when she tired of the predictability, and will return when silent chaos fills it. Tora sees himself as the one and only priest(ess) of Maleol, and must therefore act as such; the puppeteer of the great chaos. That isn't to say he's egotistical (as that would make people less likely to fall for his deception), just that he believes even the smallest action can snowball into a world war.

Basics
Eyes: Heterochromic teal and plum, highly reflective
Hair: Light Brown, wavy, chest-length, neat, soft, clean
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 114 lbs.
Age: 15 3/8
Gender: Physically Male, Identifies as Female

Skills
Sewing, Knitting, Dancing (Formal), Running, Swimming, Painting, Urban Scavenging, Urban Exploration, Persuasion

Likes
Food of any kind, Dancing
Dislikes
Excessively fancy clothes, slavery, alcohol, men with unusual hair, vanilla (the flavor, the scent, and people who match it)

Clothing/Stuff
Homemade tiger printed white tee, with the tiger covering the majority of his chest; knee-length, layered, asymmetrical skirt in black over jeans; one-size-fits-all gloves; mary jane pumps; black purse (Important contents inside: A small roll of cash in an equally small velvet bag, a switchblade, half a ham and cheese sandwich wrapped in plastic, and small bottle of mace).

Spells
Boxcutter: As it sounds, it can cut through boxes or other soft materials like flesh, up to half an inch deep. The "blade" extends from his index finger like a cat's claw. The "blade" is invisible, but can be felt if touched from the side as a sort of dry, jelly-like tension.
Seal: The exact opposite of boxcutter. Only rejoins the same material to itself, so wounds can be closed and cut cardboard returns to normal. The index finger has to touch the material to be sealed and trace the edges, like a zipper.
Numb: Numbs pain. As it sounds. Lasts as long as Tora maintains it, but while he's maintaining it, he can't use any other spells.
Refresh: Loosens dirt so it falls off of anything he wears. Removes stains not normally removable, as well. Also, leaves a fresh, clean smell after removing all other smells present.

What Are You Listening To?

(Part of) Ievan Polkka, by Loituma (for the third day in a row)

Pathfinder: Council of Thieves

Also, character update: Changed her focus and tattoo to apply to the Conjuration school, and changed the majority of her spells. Since they consider Jolt a "rare" cantrip, I thought I'd go ahead and ask permission (even though it's a logical choice for an android).

Pathfinder: Council of Thieves

We should see if Mahz can move this thread yet, if it's not a huge bother for him, since there is a tabletop roleplay section.