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Character summary
Name: Peppermint Karma Riddle
Aliases: Pepper, Karma
Age: 34
Birthday: April 1st.
Birth planet/birthplace: Phobos / Red Crescent Urgent Care Center #1339
Species: Lunar Orangutan
Gender: Fem
Role on the Dauntless: Mechanic
Appearance
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Height: 1.9 m
Weight: 86 kg
Build: Muscular yet wiry
Eye color: Amber
Fur color: Reddish-orange
Personal clothing style:
Workwear:
Navy blue Acme Products jumpsuit (Acme Engineering logo on the back with their mascot, a cartoon long necked roadrunner, holding up one hand in a thumbs up while winking with the left eye), Red bandana, various colorful t-shirts, workbelt with 0g (pronounced "Zero-Gees")tool pouches, industrial workgloves with padded support soles that allow working hands and feet to grasp as necessary.
Casualwear:
Respirator mask with goggles
Holographic AnySuit with Pack Belt (glows slightly in the dark)
Not a lot of clothes.
Psychology
Sexual orientation: Asexual
Relationship status: Single
Personality:
She's quiet and reserved, but there's a wariness to her, as if she's waiting for the next kick. Bit of a pessimist, which she says she prefers as it means there's always the chance she'd be pleasantly surprised. Very neat and organized.
Likes:
- Machines. You can trust machines. Treat them right, they'll never fail you.
- Loud music - drown out the world and scare away all the icky icky spiders.
- Speed is freedom. Speed is safety. Speed is life.
Dislikes:
- The color orange, reminds her of the prison jumpsuits she had to wear
- Spiders - icky, disgusting spiders, crawling everywhere, hanging on slender threads, biting...
- Mirrors & people who stare.
Flaws:
- Escaped prisoner
- Scarred face
- Neatnik - Everything must be tidy, everything must be in its place. If something is not tidy, if something is not in its place, the guard will yell. If the guard yells, they're putting you in the Hole. With the spiders.
- No sex drive following an infection received from abdominal stabbing requiring a hysterectomy. She still has pains as a result, self-medicating.
History
Background:
Karma is the second child of Professor Jacob Riddle (Dept. of Engineering, Co-writer of speculative fiction as Dr. J. Enigma) and Professor Catherine Riddle (Dept. of English, writer of romance under the pen name of Scarlett Penn, co-writer of speculative fiction as Dr. C. Enigma). When asked why she reads these books, Karma replied there would be a test later.
While their university paychecks allow for the basics of living, writing speculative fiction and especially romance (and romantic speculative fiction) allows for some additional luxuries. However, they like to keep that from their colleagues, especially in the English Department who do not consider what Drs. C. & J. Enigma or Scarlett Penn write to be literature.
Jacob grew up in the inner city. His father worked in a garage, died in a drive-by shooting at a coffee shop, inadvertantly saving the life of Simon Templar, a notorious crime lord who'd always look like he was crying or had a constant cold - he was alergic to dust, making his eyes red and watery, with a lot of sneezing. While nothing was said, somehow there were always clothes, food on the table, a gift for the winter solstace - and a scholarship for a very nice college on Earth. He came back to earn his doctorate at Phobos University and ended up getting hired as an instructor in the Engineering department.
It was during this time he decided to turn towards writing speculative fiction, but he needed help. A colleague who'd written a text book the year before suggested he reach out to the English Department, and that's how he met Professor Catherine Stone. She helped him re-write his manuscript and they got very friendly, much to the irritation of Professor Hodgell in the Advanced Research Lab. When they announced they were engaged, Hodgell protested with the dean, who pointed out the two were in different departments and therefore no impropriety.
Still, when Jacob was being considered for becoming a professor, Hodgell was there trying to throw the proverbial spanner into the works.
ARL and the Department of Engineering try to make sure these two never serve together in any committee, or else nothing would ever get done.
While their university paychecks allow for the basics of living, writing speculative fiction and especially romance (and romantic speculative fiction) allows for some additional luxuries. However, they like to keep that from their colleagues, especially in the English Department who do not consider what Drs. C. & J. Enigma or Scarlett Penn write to be literature.
Jacob grew up in the inner city. His father worked in a garage, died in a drive-by shooting at a coffee shop, inadvertantly saving the life of Simon Templar, a notorious crime lord who'd always look like he was crying or had a constant cold - he was alergic to dust, making his eyes red and watery, with a lot of sneezing. While nothing was said, somehow there were always clothes, food on the table, a gift for the winter solstace - and a scholarship for a very nice college on Earth. He came back to earn his doctorate at Phobos University and ended up getting hired as an instructor in the Engineering department.
It was during this time he decided to turn towards writing speculative fiction, but he needed help. A colleague who'd written a text book the year before suggested he reach out to the English Department, and that's how he met Professor Catherine Stone. She helped him re-write his manuscript and they got very friendly, much to the irritation of Professor Hodgell in the Advanced Research Lab. When they announced they were engaged, Hodgell protested with the dean, who pointed out the two were in different departments and therefore no impropriety.
Still, when Jacob was being considered for becoming a professor, Hodgell was there trying to throw the proverbial spanner into the works.
ARL and the Department of Engineering try to make sure these two never serve together in any committee, or else nothing would ever get done.
Besides her parents, she had an older brother, Joseph Eugine Riddle, five years older than her. He especially had to keep a sharp eye on her when she turned five and their parents got her a virtual pet jellyfish that she could only see while wearing AR glasses. Karma would run around giggling trying to chase it, pausing to point at stains and yelling "Poop!" before taking off again.
When she was nine, Karma caught Joe and his study partner Sarah Hooper kissing, there was a lot of yelling and she announced she was running away. When their parents came home, there was no sign of Karma anywhere after a frenzied search. Police were called, the neighborhood checked - and she was found during a careful recheck of the house to be asleep in her bedroom closet.
When Joe was 15, he got interested in street racing, and was suggested to "bring Pepper" along. She really got into helping him maintain his racer, bringing him parts and doing small tasks, so much so he would tease her as being his grease monkey. Jacob also became very interested, to the point that Catherine would have to pry Jacob, Joe, and Karma out of the garage.
Even after Joe left for military school, Karma and her dad would spend a lot of nights tinkering with his racer. By her sixteenth birthday, she was quite the mechanic, maintaining both her parent's cars and Joe's racer, which he gifted to her.
Hasn't heard from him since she went to prison, wonders if her brother is an admiral now or something?
When she was nine, Karma caught Joe and his study partner Sarah Hooper kissing, there was a lot of yelling and she announced she was running away. When their parents came home, there was no sign of Karma anywhere after a frenzied search. Police were called, the neighborhood checked - and she was found during a careful recheck of the house to be asleep in her bedroom closet.
When Joe was 15, he got interested in street racing, and was suggested to "bring Pepper" along. She really got into helping him maintain his racer, bringing him parts and doing small tasks, so much so he would tease her as being his grease monkey. Jacob also became very interested, to the point that Catherine would have to pry Jacob, Joe, and Karma out of the garage.
Even after Joe left for military school, Karma and her dad would spend a lot of nights tinkering with his racer. By her sixteenth birthday, she was quite the mechanic, maintaining both her parent's cars and Joe's racer, which he gifted to her.
Hasn't heard from him since she went to prison, wonders if her brother is an admiral now or something?
She made quite a splash in street racing, having painted the her racer with red and white stripes, very distinctive, not unlike a stick of peppermint. She also knew she was drawing every eye with her cherry red racing suit. One set of eyes belonged to an up and coming exec of Wayland Corp, Michael Robertson, who decided to sponsor her, although it's clear he was more interested in getting into her pants.
Then it all went to hell. He got the word that a UNS investigative report about one of their latest incidents in the colonies was about to be delivered by a courier, so he managed to sweet-talk her into running into the courier at the spaceport and taking his comm that held the report. Except, the courier was meeting with two of his buddies at the concourse bar, and she wasn't sure which comm had the files. So instead of grabbing Harry's comm, she got Larry's.
She'd barely gone a mile when she got stopped by the police for stealing UNSpacy classified files. Judge sentenced her to 22 years in a medium security work camp. Michael promised to make sure she was sent to a Wayland Corp camp, but Omni, seeing she was a mechanic, snagged her instead for their starship maintenance & repair yard.
On the prison transport, her seatmate Karen, a skunk, told her if she didn't want to be messed with, she should find the biggest, toughest inmate and beat them down. Karma, shocked by her idea, shook her head, but word reached MaMa.
Karma wasn't in her cell for ten minutes before two of Mama's henchwomen had knocked her down and the minx started in with slashing up her face, then stabbing her in the abdomen. While she was found very quickly after the attack and gotten down to the prison medical ward, Omni wasn't going to shell out anything beyond basic stabilizing care. Especially with a report from MaMa that Karma had "started it." While her face scars healed, within a month she was back for a full hysterectomy from an infection she received from her abdominal wounds.
After recovering, she spent the next fourteen years working in the starship maintenance and repair yard and taking classes on her prison comp to get her certified as a ship's mechanic and electrician, as well as other. And fourteen years as the target of other prisoners who thought if they took down the toughest looking prisoners that everyone would respect them and leave them alone. She had enough, worked out how to escape with her current cell-mate.
Karma fled for the frontier and freedom.
Then it all went to hell. He got the word that a UNS investigative report about one of their latest incidents in the colonies was about to be delivered by a courier, so he managed to sweet-talk her into running into the courier at the spaceport and taking his comm that held the report. Except, the courier was meeting with two of his buddies at the concourse bar, and she wasn't sure which comm had the files. So instead of grabbing Harry's comm, she got Larry's.
She'd barely gone a mile when she got stopped by the police for stealing UNSpacy classified files. Judge sentenced her to 22 years in a medium security work camp. Michael promised to make sure she was sent to a Wayland Corp camp, but Omni, seeing she was a mechanic, snagged her instead for their starship maintenance & repair yard.
On the prison transport, her seatmate Karen, a skunk, told her if she didn't want to be messed with, she should find the biggest, toughest inmate and beat them down. Karma, shocked by her idea, shook her head, but word reached MaMa.
Karma wasn't in her cell for ten minutes before two of Mama's henchwomen had knocked her down and the minx started in with slashing up her face, then stabbing her in the abdomen. While she was found very quickly after the attack and gotten down to the prison medical ward, Omni wasn't going to shell out anything beyond basic stabilizing care. Especially with a report from MaMa that Karma had "started it." While her face scars healed, within a month she was back for a full hysterectomy from an infection she received from her abdominal wounds.
After recovering, she spent the next fourteen years working in the starship maintenance and repair yard and taking classes on her prison comp to get her certified as a ship's mechanic and electrician, as well as other. And fourteen years as the target of other prisoners who thought if they took down the toughest looking prisoners that everyone would respect them and leave them alone. She had enough, worked out how to escape with her current cell-mate.
Karma fled for the frontier and freedom.
Motivation: Karma was sick and tired of being used and abused. She wanted to be free.
Skills and talents
Space travel:
- Experience with spacesuit use and EVA.
- Experience with maintenance and repair of drives and generators.
- Experience with maintaining and repair of life support systems.
Combat:
- Experienced in melee fighting - using fists and whatever comes to hand or foot.
- Experienced in making improvised weapons and explosives.
- Inexperienced with guns, best to avoid being anywhere in front of her when she's got a shotgun.
Utility:
- Experienced with maintenance and repair of electrical and electronic systems.
- Experienced in picking mechanical locks and circumventing electronic security systems.
- Familiar with street racing. She's a bit rusty.
Other:
- Experienced moonshiner.
- Knows how to hand-sew and draw.
- Experienced at hiding contraband.
Gear and possessions
On person:
- EDC Pocket pack - Penlight, Swiss-army style knife, multi-surface pen, vac-proof sticky tape (5 cm x 125 m) and a ration bar (tastes like slightly sweeten chewy sawdust (artificial) with a hint of cocoa and vanilla.
- Short-ranged comm unit (Used for communications, training, entertainment, and portable interface for various gear & equipment)
- AR Glasses - acts as safety glasses but can be linked to networks providing network and comm services and as a portable interface for comm and various gear & equipment.
- Sonic probe - useful for cleaning small objects, brushing teeth or hair, or picking locks.
- 0G mini-tool kit
- Plastiskin - 15 cm x 15 cm patch
In quarters/storage:
- A collection of printed Drs. C & J Enigma fiction in ditty box.
- A collection of printed Scarlett Pen fiction in ditty box.
- Ditty box filled with jars of moonshine (avoid smoking and sparks)
- Portable Mechanics & Electronic tool kits
- Shotgun with two boxes of rounds
- Clothes and toiletries.
- Programmable Bioplas Carpet with/security feature (sticky or spikes)
Personal spacecraft
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Manufacturer and Type: Indian Cg (Contragrav) Torpedo
Seats: Two (2)
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Max speed in atmosphere:
Armament:None
Extras
Character quotes:Don't hurt me and I won't hurt you.
Theme song:Trouble
Anything else:Likes Monopoly (token: race car), Uno, poker.
