Post by Slinky on Nov 24, 2011 13:35:03 GMT -6
NAME: Veronica.
ALIAS: Saturniini.
AGE: 36.
SEX: Female.
SPECIES: Human.
KARMA: Evil.
FRACTIONAL AFFILIATION: Technically neutral, with her foot in several gang affairs.
OCCUPATION: Prospector/Bodyguard/Demolitions Expert.
APPEARANCE
Standing at 5 ft 2 in, this African American isn't what most people would consider imposing, even in her outfit of reinforced Gecko-backed leather armor and biker goggles, stolen off of some poor sap who happened to run into this crazy sonofabitch on a bad day. Her one wild fizzy black hair is now chopped short around her rounded face, somewhat baby-ish face.
PERSONALITY
There are people who have tact and than there's Saturniini — someone who says what they think without any sort of presentation or flair. If you want the truth, you'll go to her for it. In the end, you'll hear her opinion about the matter at hand. She's loud and proud and doesn't have a 'quiet voice' much less a respect for silence or activities that require it. The same goes for any things that involved a lot of sitting around. If you're not moving, you're a sitting duck for a Sniper lying in wait.
HISTORY
The nature of humanity if conflict, a struggle with ones fellow man to get to the top regardless of who you crush under foot. Veronica came into the world fighting, delivered in the midst of a battle with the act of human ferocity the first thing her eyes beheld. Death shaped Veronica's life from there on — the death of her older brother to an NCR patrol unit, her mother to childbirth, her father to a warring tribe and finally her infant sister to pneumonia.
Death was normal when you were born into a struggling tribe derived from savages that barely manages to eke out a living with the elements pitied against them. It was not a pleasant existence and that is why Veronica left and shed her birth name in favor of Saturniini, a word she knew not the origin of but appealed to her out of sheer aesthetics. With a new name and identity, she set out for fortune in the Mojave and found hardship that strengthened her resolve to survive.
Saturniini found kinship and work among roving gangs and although she never rose far in their ranks because of her immense carelessness, she earned caps and good standing or 'street cred' are she once heard it said. Being targeted by the NCR wasn't her ideal life and she soon broke off living with the gangs, preferring a solitary life which had proved incredibly dangerous with her nearly losing an arm to a Fire Ant in her late 20s.
WEAPONS
Shishkebab
Riot shotgun
Dynamite
SPECIAL STATS
STR — 6
PER — 9
END — 4
CHA — 2
INT — 6
AGI — 10
LUC — 3
TAG SKILLS
Sneak — Proficiency at remaining undetected and stealing.
Explosives — Proficiency at using explosive weaponry, disarming mines, and crafting explosives.
Guns —Proficiency at using weapons that fire standard ammunition.
REPUTATION
Freeside — Mixed
NCR — Shunned.
Fiends — Accepted.
Powder Gangers — Accepted.
WRITING SAMPLE
ALIAS: Saturniini.
AGE: 36.
SEX: Female.
SPECIES: Human.
KARMA: Evil.
FRACTIONAL AFFILIATION: Technically neutral, with her foot in several gang affairs.
OCCUPATION: Prospector/Bodyguard/Demolitions Expert.
APPEARANCE
Standing at 5 ft 2 in, this African American isn't what most people would consider imposing, even in her outfit of reinforced Gecko-backed leather armor and biker goggles, stolen off of some poor sap who happened to run into this crazy sonofabitch on a bad day. Her one wild fizzy black hair is now chopped short around her rounded face, somewhat baby-ish face.
PERSONALITY
There are people who have tact and than there's Saturniini — someone who says what they think without any sort of presentation or flair. If you want the truth, you'll go to her for it. In the end, you'll hear her opinion about the matter at hand. She's loud and proud and doesn't have a 'quiet voice' much less a respect for silence or activities that require it. The same goes for any things that involved a lot of sitting around. If you're not moving, you're a sitting duck for a Sniper lying in wait.
HISTORY
The nature of humanity if conflict, a struggle with ones fellow man to get to the top regardless of who you crush under foot. Veronica came into the world fighting, delivered in the midst of a battle with the act of human ferocity the first thing her eyes beheld. Death shaped Veronica's life from there on — the death of her older brother to an NCR patrol unit, her mother to childbirth, her father to a warring tribe and finally her infant sister to pneumonia.
Death was normal when you were born into a struggling tribe derived from savages that barely manages to eke out a living with the elements pitied against them. It was not a pleasant existence and that is why Veronica left and shed her birth name in favor of Saturniini, a word she knew not the origin of but appealed to her out of sheer aesthetics. With a new name and identity, she set out for fortune in the Mojave and found hardship that strengthened her resolve to survive.
Saturniini found kinship and work among roving gangs and although she never rose far in their ranks because of her immense carelessness, she earned caps and good standing or 'street cred' are she once heard it said. Being targeted by the NCR wasn't her ideal life and she soon broke off living with the gangs, preferring a solitary life which had proved incredibly dangerous with her nearly losing an arm to a Fire Ant in her late 20s.
WEAPONS
Shishkebab
Riot shotgun
Dynamite
SPECIAL STATS
STR — 6
PER — 9
END — 4
CHA — 2
INT — 6
AGI — 10
LUC — 3
TAG SKILLS
Sneak — Proficiency at remaining undetected and stealing.
Explosives — Proficiency at using explosive weaponry, disarming mines, and crafting explosives.
Guns —Proficiency at using weapons that fire standard ammunition.
REPUTATION
Freeside — Mixed
NCR — Shunned.
Fiends — Accepted.
Powder Gangers — Accepted.
WRITING SAMPLE