CHEYENNE “SHY” JUNGA P P E A R A N C E
24 ⟁ FEMALE ⟁ HUMAN ⟁ ENGINEER
H I S T O R Y
“Nice hardware, right?”
Shy's Korean father and Scandinavian mother came together to create a blonde-haired half-Asian gremlin (presumably a woman) with trace amounts of other ethnicities from the last hundred or so years of Earth's global unity. She is not particularly imposing in either height or build, standing at 5'5" and weighing in at 115 pounds with a modest bust. Her skin is rather pale in only a somewhat
unhealthy fashion that is not quite anemic, but mostly because of the two predominant genetic sources for that trait. Said skin is unblemished for the most part, save for a few beauty spots and a plasma burn scar on the far end of her left jaw. This is hidden by the end of her bobbed hair when its down, but it is mostly faded by now and is hardly all that noticeable anyway. While she has got some amount of muscle from her line of work, she's not cut by any means and tends to have other people do the heavy lifting for her, resulting in a little bit of squishy tissue over an otherwise skinny woman.
She has got the body of a woman who can do work but would prefer to lounge instead of actually doing it, and the only reason she isn't any heavier is due to an inexplicable metabolism. She has got a soft face that is otherwise laden with sharp, feline features. Such features include her slanted amber eyes and high cheek bones, and the angles of her diamond-shaped face makes a sharp turn from her cheeks to create a pointed chin just below her pink lips. Her nose, though small, is long and hawkish enough to make up the difference. The expressions typically shown on her face range from sardonic and bored stoicism to carefree or cocky, which gives away her general attitude and disposition without you even having to talk to her. This is only amplified by smudged, day-old or older makeup around her eyes that she never bothered to clean up, and sometimes the total lack of any makeup at all. It is a peculiar thing that no one ever seems to see it freshly applied.
Her blonde hair is short, hangs just above her shoulders, and is somewhat choppy in a stylish sort of way like it was cut by a razor, but it is also pretty uneven, which can only lead one to assume that she tried to cut it herself. Her bangs aren’t even or symmetrical with some strands being longer than the others, and it seems to gradually – just slightly – get longer toward the right side of her face, and if she keeps it down she's typically sporting a bed-head or similarly unkempt sort of appearance. Yet her hair is not particularly oily, so rather than being unwashed, it is probably just Shy's own neglect at brushing it. She prefers to tie her hair back in a short ponytail or tight bun, which her bangs are too short to take part in and one or two strands of hair always seems to get tugged out of her hair-tie. She can be seen pulling a strand or two out after putting her hair up as if it is the same few spots that always feels too tight and pinching, and the result always making her look a little frazzled.
For an inter-planetary mercenary/odd-job-hunter, she certainly does not dress the part. While most mercenaries are decked out in armor or other kinds of utility gear, Shy likes to hang out in casual wares with just a few odd gadgets on her person, and she does so with panache. It's clear that she is confident, as well as lacking any sense of style – probably inherited from her dad – opting for a button-up Hawaiian styled shirt (and she has a few of these, all in different colors, but yellow goes best with her hair) and a pair cargo khaki pants which are suitably baggy and comfortable, held up by a belt that might just be a size up from her, and some pricey looking work boots. Gadgets on her person includes the utility belt and what looks like a few watches on both her wrists, but on closer inspection are actually low-profile omni-tools. All that said, when push comes to shove, she probably has an old onyx light armored suit collecting dust in a footlocker somewhere, though she only really uses it for inhospitable environmental conditions.
She has a couple of accessories which is composed mostly of piercings. She has two piercings on her left outer brow, an industrial on her left ear, one tongue piercing, and two more piercings that nobody has any business knowing about. She has a colorful, vibrant tattoo sleeve of saturated watercolors depicting a floral pattern, and it extends from her left shoulder down to her elbow -- though so does the sleeves of her shirts, so the intense and beautiful (if a bit shallow) artwork isn't always in sight. There's another tattoo in black ink that goes around her neck that almost looks like a wired choker thanks to its thin, honeycomb-like design. There is one little tattoo on her right wrist of an inch-by-inch square that was done with a special kind of ink that interacts with the electromagnetic spectrum. Depending on the different wavelengths of light it is exposed to, it will either change color or have a faint neon glow of different hues.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
"원숭이도 나무에서 떨어진다."
Shy has lived a charmed life until recently. She had a functional family as a kid and was an only child born in a Mexican hospital during her parents' work trip during 2160CE. The timing of her birth was quite fortunate for her, because despite the First Contact War three years ago, it was the year the Systems Alliance was recognized in the interstellar community. This period of time opened up resources for her as a child unavailable to others born too many years before now. As well, her parents both had money, were both recognized engineers that had met each other in the field, and they had the resources at their disposal to give their daughter the same path to success. They were incredibly doting, providing whatever it was their little girl could want, which spoiled her terribly.
When Shy was around 7 years old, they thought that she started developing strange behaviors, but later a doctor clarified to her parents it wasn’t that she was developing strange behaviors, but that she wasn't
learning the appropriate social behaviors and thought processes in her pre-operational stage of cognitive development. In other words, she was on the autistic spectrum. Yet, that barely changed anything regarding how they would treat their child. They continued to raise her as they would have but exercising a little more patience than they might have otherwise. This also meant tolerating more abrasive behaviors that the couple could
have rectified before they became problematic later in life. Though Shy used to have a hard time understanding her dad's frequent use of sarcasm, she became accustomed to it and began to understand it better. However, she also developed the habit of speaking with a sarcastic tone of voice all the time, regardless of her actual use of sarcasm.
Shy had difficulty being understood by her parents, but she was sharp as a tack and latched onto mathematics as an easy system for her to interact with the world. So, they supported her decision to follow in their footsteps as an engineer and mathematician if she thought it would help her be understood. They gave her the best education they could afford, which meant an in-depth and engaging virtual program that she could access any time and from anywhere, and with a united global community, that also meant she was able to travel the world with her parents as they went on their work trips. This would expose her not just to all the great sights and cultures, but some of the greatest minds Earth had to offer and Shy absorbed all of their wisdom and intelligence like a sponge. In a confusing world of nuance, double-meanings, and perspectives, people were tricky, but calculus was easy. Calculus had rules and did not contradict itself all the time, and the great scientific minds who she met typically followed and appreciated those rules as much as she did.
She had the added bonus of learning mathematics in Korean because, like most Asian languages, it was better suited to learning math due to the language's structure and brevity, leading to a quicker understanding and remembering a longer sequence of numbers. She also had virtually unlimited access to labs thanks to her parents who would also assign her little projects to work on to keep her mind and hands busy, and also gave her experience with hardware and software. On special occasions, her parents would be invited to the Citadel to work on a project. Her first visit was as a teenager, and exposure to some of the greatest minds the entire galaxy
had to offer was beyond
lucky. Though since Shy considered other humans being tricky enough for her to understand, she never really put in the effort to bother even trying with alien races.
Of course, then she met the salarians, which did not take any effort on her part to get along swimmingly with. Likewise, one of them called her the only human they have ever met that made any sense. The asari, though confusing, were at least less emotional than humans most of the time and had a certain way about them that made her feel like she was understood. She was provided with everything she could hope for, which probably went a long way to developing her sense of entitlement.
It was not before long did Shy begin working alongside her parents and their colleagues as an apprentice at twenty years old. She was working on everything from virtual intelligence to sophisticated computer systems and defense technology. She did not just work on the software, either. She was turning as many bolts and screws as she was plugging numbers into computers and data pads, being as well versed in the mechanics and construction of applied engineering as she was in the theoretical. She also got to play with all of the “toys” she made, operating and testing them to make sure they functioned properly, and while she is no crack pilot, she can sit in the cockpit and knows how to get a bird off the ground and back on again.
Shy would later receive the equivalent of a futuristic master’s degree at twenty-two for her work on V.I., robotics, and automated systems. Though she received recognition and high credits for her work on weapons and defense systems, it was given to her because of her personal inventions. They improved convenience, quality of life, workplace safety, and automation, which reduced the risk of injury from maintenance of automated equipment by having a robot or computer do it instead. It was an automated motion-sensitive laser welder that could react to a malfunction or moving part in a piece of automation and instantly jerk back to avoid getting caught in a machine that could shear someone’s finger off.
She was already well on her way to being called a Doctor of Engineering within the next year, and she was working on a project with her parents and their now shared colleagues in a laboratory on Luna, Earth’s moon. Despite the Citadel ban on A.I. technology, the Earth Alliance did not have such rules at the time. Shy, her parents, and the rest of their team were contracted by the Alliance to secretly work on making the jump from V.I. to A.I. and the program was known as Hannibal. They made sure that the team working on the project was aware that what they were doing was highly illegal under Citadel-space law and that they would be prosecuted if knowledge were to be leaked out of the facility. All of them, Shy included, agreed to proceed despite the risks. It was here Shy learned how to work around hologram technology, as it was based on the Avina VI on the Citadel. A few months into their work, during one of their experiments, the program suddenly went rogue.
Shy was able to get away after finding her parents, though very few other scientists were able to escape. With their escape pod being one of the very first to eject, the rogue A.I. learned and adapted, sabotaging the other escape pods before the rest of the scientists could escape. It was the first time Shy experienced and witnessed death, and she didn't know how to process it. She had her own way of grieving, as difficult as it is for both her and anyone else to understand. She was saddened, but also confused, unsure of how to make sense of what happened what it means to be without certain people in her life. Despite Shy's conflict with her own emotions, what had happened on Luna did take its toll on her and she still feels a sense of burden and responsibility for what happened. She still thinks about it quite often, and, as someone who knew perfectly well about what was supposed to be going in and out of the A.I.'s programming, it didn't take long for her to come to the conclusion that the project was sabotaged by someone. She was not given a lot of time to give it further thought, because as the news spread, the Citadel acted. Her parents were arrested and brought into questioning, but Shy ran away and refused to accept responsibility for what happened. She didn't want to be labeled a criminal for what she believed was not her fault.
Evading arrest, she ended up making landfall on the cosmic shores of every criminal's paradise: Omega. There are only a few ways for a young girl like her to make money on Omega, and most of them were completely and utterly demeaning. Two options were left: make and sell tech on her own in a cutthroat business environment where others could easily take advantage of her and her lack of people skills, or find safety in numbers and use her smarts and tech to make easy coin. The choice seemed like an easy one to make. So, for the last year, she started doing freelance work by contracts. It typically began from doing everything from maintenance to engineering on Omega. These were her primary jobs, and she found them degrading as it essentially reduced her to being a common fixer. On the other hand, being so overqualified and her knack for engineering robotics to perform work for
her made it a pretty easy gig. Though on the rarer occasions when she needed a lot of money fast – aside from time sensitive projects, she had a tendency of pissing off the wrong people – she would find herself being pressed into doing all sorts of unsavory-type mercenary jobs with all sorts of unsavory-type mercenary people.
Though the transition was alarming and harrowing at first, she was eventually able to find her niche after working a few jobs. Though resented by other mercs for her attitude, she was valued for her expertise with tech and got a reputation for fixing anything she set her mind to. She produced drones that would make short work of a job without anyone risking their own lives, and she could remotely access networks and bypass security systems that would have ultimately led to more bloodshed. So, to become a freelancer and survive a whole year, Shy figured that she must have gotten pretty good at it. Perhaps one day, she might be good enough to prove that what happened on Luna was one giant accident. Though she's highly confident in her abilities and is kind of self-righteous, she partially blames herself for not being even better and identifying the error in Hannibal's code before it went rogue, and she carries that burden with her everywhere she goes.
A B I L I T I E S
“Wait are you serious?” “No, never.”
Shy is a bit of an odd ball when you set her next to other mercenaries, her own peers comparing her to being more like a salarian than a human. She is a strange combination of intelligence, entitlement, and a casual laissez-faire attitude that would have her preferring to stay seated than do her job, and this combination is what makes her utterly disarming. She is an easy person to underestimate because of her lack of physical ability, temperament, and ambition, but she also has a chip on her shoulder that makes her seem as though she thinks she's better than most people. It drives others nuts and it drives her to compete with those who would slight her, and to do so as effortlessly as possible to prove herself. Indeed, she truly has little ambition to do much with herself or her life and her prime motivation seems to be spite. Spite drives her to surpass others, to tease and mock her enemies, and even just surviving. Do not let her nickname fool you. Shy is not shy by any means even if she usually seems uncomfortable and awkward around people. Though she typically is not super talkative, usually only talking at her own discretion, she speaks in flat, clipped tones and engaging in banter are among her preferred past-times. Getting a rise out of other people for fun is something most people would usually call a "bitch trait," but it's one of the few ways she knows how to get a consistent response out of others. It's the same satisfaction one gets when you have a theory, test it out, and find out you're right. That said, even with her lack of boundaries she is not the type of person who would keep pressing someone's buttons if they are clearly having a mental breakdown or something already (even if she wouldn’t otherwise know how to handle such a situation).
And yes, she comes across as remarkably entitled and lazy. That is what happens with you have rich, intelligent parents who can pay for your education and take you travelling all around the world and into the stars above. She has lived a rather charmed and carefree life, so in that regard she seems to expect a lot from others and is consequently let down when they don’t step up or meet her expectations, which can be unfairly high since she is used to working with fellow rocket scientists. This has developed her somewhat cynical, arrogant, and misplaced perspective on others that leads her to believe that most people are incapable. Yet on the other end of the spectrum, it’s almost as if she underestimates her own intelligence and tries to speak to people casually about high-level astronautical engineering and avionics and acts surprised when they don’t understand these “simple” concepts (it is only rocket science, not quantum mechanics after all). She also does not seem to have learned to treat dire situations with the respect they deserve. She doesn’t freak out or mishandle her emotions, but instead she comes off as too detached from dangerous situations.
Even during her career as a mercenary, when such things started becoming normal to her, you can find her acting casual and without a sense of urgency while in the midst of a firefight and not understanding why you're freaking out so much. She speaks with such a deadpan expression, but also a sarcastic tone of voice – all of the time, mind you – that you're never quite sure whether she's being sarcastic or not and she's too tone-deaf to realize it. On one hand, it would make you angry that she is not taking anything seriously, but on the other, it's nice that there's someone you can rely on to always have a clear head. This trait of hers also makes her seem absurdly brave and ballsy in the face of imminent danger, even when she probably shouldn't be.
This is not necessarily because she is overconfident (though she certainly is), but because she simply does not appear capable of fear or panic. It is as if she cannot properly process those emotions, or at least not in a way that is easy for neurotypical humans to understand. On the contrary, it is more because of her flat affect that she doesn’t transparently communicate these ideas, and though she is still quite brave and resilient, how she internalizes fear differs in that she is wired to view threats as problems in dire need of solving. It is the state of something being wrong
, and as an individual concerned with right and wrong answers, she’s an individual who tries extremely hard to fix problems. This can be seen in how she has internalized the Luna incident and her dogged determination in solving that issue. Problems that are too difficult to solve or can’t be solved can
result can wear her down and prompt emotional outbursts that seem random, but only because others were not able to see past her face for what brews beneath.
Make no mistake though, because despite her flaws Shy is a prodigy in her field. When she was only twenty years old, she was already working side by side with her parents and some of the greatest scientists and engineers Earth had to offer. She has spent at least half of her life working on and interacting with different forms of computers, robotics, and V.I. and is capable of reading computer code as if it was her native language. Her disinterested attitude seems to be present in all facets of her life except for computing and mechanical and electrical engineering. To her, computers are so much easier to understand than people are (though she would never admit to herself or to anyone that she finds people tricky.) That is because working with computers is like working with math -- there are right and wrong answers, there are rules, and if there's a hiccup in the program's execution, then you know to go back and change a variable. People and subjective concepts like art, morality, and the theory of mind – understanding another person's perspective – have no such rules, so she opts not to think about it altogether. The only exceptions she makes for works of art are pretty colors (a shallow definition of art) and the Blasto movies. Blasto the Jellyfish Stings is a classic and is almost as good as Blasto Saves Christmas.
There are unique distinctions in her interactions with others which are dependent upon the other’s gender. Even as someone who identifies as bisexual, she approaches men with more caution and is usually dismissive of their advances whether it was due to being harassed one too many times, or being repeatedly disappointed in them after a few failed flings in the past. Even if acknowledging that a man might be attractive, she is still quick to judge their character, capability, or doubt their intentions. Even outside of romance, she holds her ground whenever she is in conversation with men as she fully expects to defend herself and her credibility as a scientist. She does not judge people who are in or would otherwise engage in inter-species relationships, though she does not think she would ever partake herself – with, uh, exceptions, that is. She still finds herself with a predilection for asari despite the fact, even as she tries to convince herself otherwise, and she struggles with that cognitive dissonance. It is hard to judge quarians since she has never seen one outside of their suits before. She very much dislikes vorcha, but not for any particular reason (but honestly who really needs one). But none of them will ever compare to snacks. She plans on cashing in on the crewmates’ stashes just in case she runs out of her own.
As one could probably expect by now, Shy has issues with commitment that goes beyond her interests, whims, and fancies. She can work in a team if her history is anything to go by, but she was also surrounded by like-minded researchers who were all pursuing a unified goal. In an outfit of strangers, Shy would very likely be one foot out the door and ready to bail as soon as things start looking bleak, and maybe she’ll be lucky enough to find some other fools to fly with.
E Q U I P M E N T
“Use more gun.”
- Combat Drone
- Defense Drone
- Sentry Turret
- Hacking AI/Sabotage
S T R E N G T H S & W E A K N E S S E S
- Customized omni-tool built from the Nexus model. It is basically deconstructed into two smaller tools with two-way communication. Though individually weaker than a single larger model, it improves their processing efficiency by dividing workloads like how a computer divides tasks between drivers. Their two-way communication means they can both put into work while Shy interfaces with just one of them, or they both work together to complete a task at the same speed if not faster, and break run tasks separately and simultaneously. This can allow for faster execution of tech abilities.
- The utility belt that can carry her tools, and she also carries with her a sort of toolbox that has a bunch of conventional engineering and maintenance supplies and a few crude inventions. An automatically unfolding reclining chair? Of course. A few power cells? Naturally. Some supplies for inventions, and so on.
- A scoped M-77 Paladin pistol in case of emergencies, though she mostly just uses it for the scope.
- She has a light onyx model suit somewhere collecting dust in those cases where she needs environmental protection.
G O A L S & R E G R E T S
- A masterful engineer and mechanic specializing in computers, robotics, automation, and virtual and artificial intelligence. However, she is still highly capable in other engineering pursuits by translating her understanding of mechanical science across disciplines. Naturally this makes her a sharp mathematician too, and is capable of solving puzzles and creating plans in seconds.
- Possesses unshakable clarity of mind, capable of staying calm and focused in even the most dire and intense circumstances. Her detached observations of her environment means that she could witness someone’s… extreme misfortune and not be paralyzed by it.
- Lack of combat training; she only started learning how to shoot last year when she first entered the mercenary business, so her aim is far, far away from perfect. She prefers to let her drones do all the work for her.
- Socially inept; Shy cannot build up a rapport with others even if her life depended on it. She is too abrasive and functions too differently to quickly make meaningful connections with others, and her lackadaisical attitude can spark conflict with others.
- She wants to become a great enough engineer to crack the code behind the Luna incident to prove the innocence of her and her family. She also wants to live long enough to see the highly anticipated movie, Blasto 6: Partners in Crime.
- Tied in closely to her goal, Shy also regrets the events at Luna. Not to the extent that she’s willing to give up on the prospect of AI, since she does believe it is possible – the Geth are proof of that – but she regrets not being able to identify or prevent the mistakes that were made that led to the upending of her life. She also regrets not building up the courage to talk to that one asari shawty on the Citadel before she was exiled to the ass end of space.