Post by Velvet on Oct 11, 2006 7:03:48 GMT
Full Name: Acara Jameson “Velvet”
Age: 23
Skills: She is a skilled graf artist although she barely marks herself like that anymore, preferring the more subtle alleys of work. Using her ‘charms’ and contacts, she finds herself able to obtain a whole host of items, charging whatever she wants for these, depending on the situation the buyer is in. She is also skilled in tai chi, the seemingly medative and slow fighting style but her hours of training have honed her skill making her swift and deadly. She is a toned and skilled athletic fighter, often going running along the tracks and through the underground when frustrated
Appearance: A tall, slender and yet toned woman, used to holding her own on the streets has a series of slight and well hidden scars, badges of battle in the spiral of Retter. Her eyes are of a light yellowed green, encircled by a brown, almost black band about her iris. Her hair seems to change with her moods, but never reveals it’s natural colour to other inhabitants. The most prevalent style of late is streaked with green and blue, pink tips touching down the back of her neck.
Personality (Optional):
Likes: A rich and ready to pay customer, politeness, good books and literature and changing her hair style
Dislikes: Being static, idiots, bad staff and the cops
History: Born in the Spiral, she grew up with only her father after a traumatic birth, which killed her mother. He was a violent and drunken man, beating her and threatening her with selling her on the street for more money, which he blamed her for stealing, while he unknowingly drank it away in the form of liquor.
She grew sick of his words and fists and picked up her things, as much money as she could find and walked out, leaving that life behind forever. Her new life was no better, working hard to get whatever money she could, picking pockets and dodging police.
One occasion led her to hide down the subway, getting lost in the innumerable tracks and tunnels. After hours of wandering on her own, she came up to a group of people, hiding out from whatever troubles they came from. Their ‘leader’ accepted her and let her join them for a while, the first bit of kindness she had seen. She paid back his kindness and trust with loyal work and graft.
Eventually it came her time to move on, move out into the city she was born to, and leaving the group who she had been with for so long she went out again to the open to fight her way to the top.
Age: 23
Skills: She is a skilled graf artist although she barely marks herself like that anymore, preferring the more subtle alleys of work. Using her ‘charms’ and contacts, she finds herself able to obtain a whole host of items, charging whatever she wants for these, depending on the situation the buyer is in. She is also skilled in tai chi, the seemingly medative and slow fighting style but her hours of training have honed her skill making her swift and deadly. She is a toned and skilled athletic fighter, often going running along the tracks and through the underground when frustrated
Appearance: A tall, slender and yet toned woman, used to holding her own on the streets has a series of slight and well hidden scars, badges of battle in the spiral of Retter. Her eyes are of a light yellowed green, encircled by a brown, almost black band about her iris. Her hair seems to change with her moods, but never reveals it’s natural colour to other inhabitants. The most prevalent style of late is streaked with green and blue, pink tips touching down the back of her neck.
Personality (Optional):
Likes: A rich and ready to pay customer, politeness, good books and literature and changing her hair style
Dislikes: Being static, idiots, bad staff and the cops
History: Born in the Spiral, she grew up with only her father after a traumatic birth, which killed her mother. He was a violent and drunken man, beating her and threatening her with selling her on the street for more money, which he blamed her for stealing, while he unknowingly drank it away in the form of liquor.
She grew sick of his words and fists and picked up her things, as much money as she could find and walked out, leaving that life behind forever. Her new life was no better, working hard to get whatever money she could, picking pockets and dodging police.
One occasion led her to hide down the subway, getting lost in the innumerable tracks and tunnels. After hours of wandering on her own, she came up to a group of people, hiding out from whatever troubles they came from. Their ‘leader’ accepted her and let her join them for a while, the first bit of kindness she had seen. She paid back his kindness and trust with loyal work and graft.
Eventually it came her time to move on, move out into the city she was born to, and leaving the group who she had been with for so long she went out again to the open to fight her way to the top.
