Hjalti

The Animorphs

Vikki sat on the ground around the back of the mall, her back against the wall with a pair of earbuds in her ears as she listened to the music on her tablet. It was old by most peoples standards, probably three of four years now if she was remembering things right, but she'd gotten it as a christmas present and she'd never gotten into the hype of getting the latest model of things. If it worked, she was happy, which was probably why the earbuds she was wearing were from a discontinued line. They were one of the few kinds of earbuds she could stand, so she went out of her way to find as many pairs as she could online, buying them whenever she had a spare ten or fifteen bucks.
At that particular moment, Vikki was daydreaming. Not of any one thing in particular, she was mostly just letting the music carry her wherever her imagination wanted to go. She knew she should probably make her way to her car soon, she'd need to start heading home and the drive took her a little longer when she was this far into the city. She knew her parents wouldn't be too worried as long as she called though. She was actually contemplating calling them and heading to her car when the ship crashed, the blast of hot air hitting her in the face as the ground shook beneath her.

"Jesus fuck!" she started, her hand flying to her waist. It was purely a startled reaction, going for the handgun her parents let her carry when she was out on the property, but it wasn't there and Vikki found herself wishing not for the first time that she was old enough to own one herself, or at least apply for her concealed carry permit. What was there however, was her knife. The one with the elk horn handle and the three-inch blade.

Composing herself slightly, she paused the music player and dropped the tablet and earbuds into her backpack, standing cautiously to see what had caused such a commotion. She'd made it maybe ten feet when the cloaking field dropped, causing her to stop again about thirty feet from the crash site. It was a craft of some sort but Vikki couldn't tell what kind. Her mind was desperately trying to rationalize the situation without immediately jumping to the word "spaceship". It was a sleek craft, whatever it was, with an arching "tail" towards the rear that had an almost scorpion-like feel to it. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed others starting to crowd around the crash site. Suddenly, the reality hit her; It was a crash site. There could be people injured inside!

"Shit!" she exclaimed, "Are there people in there? What are we supposed to do?" she asked the others who were gathering, but before the last words had left her mouth, she noticed the suhddering doorway struggling to open, light flooding outwards.

@Ceta de Cloyes@Letter Bee

The Animorphs

Name: Victoria "I can't tell you my last name" Howell.

Appearance:


5'6 with green eyes. Victoria has freckles across her nose and cheeks as well as covering her shoulders.

Age: 17

Personality: Quiet, reserved, shy, polite, friendly and considerate.

History: Victoria has grown up on the outskirts of San Fran, with her parents owning a small homesteading property that raises much of their own food and grown their own vegetables, so Victoria has grown up living around numerous pet dogs and cats as well as cows, rabbits, goats and chickens that her family raise agriculturally.
Victoria is a fairly quiet girl from a relatively happy home. Most of her time is spent playing video games, reading or listening to music when she isn't feeding and caring for animals as part of her daily chores. She usually prefers to be by herself and mostly listened to heavier genres of music, but she isn't very elitist when it comes to her tastes.

Skills: Some animal husbandry, firearms safety.

The Animorphs

<Snipped quote by Letter Bee>

No, she does drugs too, definitely. Probably meth.

@Gisk

Pfft. Weed is hardly a drug these days. I'm waiting to see what happens when someone does bath salts in wolf morph!

@Ceta de Cloyes Doneski.

The Animorphs

Does morphing take age into account? I thought it just made you a fully mature version of whatever the DNA sample you took was.

@Gisk

It takes age into account. In one instance Ax morphed Jake and went over to Cassie's house for dinner with her folks while they were all still in school. He morphed teen-Jake, not fully mature Jake. Cassie also morphed Rachel during the "burping DNA" incident and morphed Rachel at her current age.

The Animorphs

@Ceta de Cloyes Applying.

Name: Victoria "I can't tell you my last name" Howell.

Appearance:


5'6 with green eyes. Victoria has freckles across her nose and cheeks as well as covering her shoulders.

Age: 17

Personality: Quiet, reserved, shy, polite, friendly and considerate.

History: Victoria has grown up on the outskirts of San Fran, with her parents owning a small homesteading property that raises much of their own food and grown their own vegetables, so Victoria has grown up living around numerous pet dogs and cats as well as cows, rabbits, goats and chickens that her family raise agriculturally.
Victoria is a fairly quiet girl from a relatively happy home. Most of her time is spent playing video games, reading or listening to music when she isn't feeding and caring for animals as part of her daily chores. She usually prefers to be by herself and mostly listened to heavier genres of music, but she isn't very elitist when it comes to her tastes.

Skills: Some animal husbandry, firearms safety.

What Are You Listening To?

Carry a Tome to a Gunfight [Shadowrun RP]

@HeySeuss Yeah, I've been going of a bit of the game more than the books, not out of preference, just that's how it worked out. Plus I need to brush up on my reading. I figure the Physads, Shamans and Mages are less likely to go for implants anyway unless something goes horrible wrong and they lose a limb :P

Carry a Tome to a Gunfight [Shadowrun RP]

(WIP)

Name: Ark Lot-Urn

Gender: Female

Race: Fomori (Troll Metavariant)

Appearance: As a Fomori, Ark is more fortunate than most normal trolls since her appearance is considered more "pleasing" to the eye. While she is physically just as tall as any other troll (standing at roughly 8'11") she's considerably less "bulky", weighing a mere 500lbs, which is considered slender for a troll. Her tusks are also less pronounced than most trolls and she lacks the warts, spines or general armour-plated appearance of other trolls. This of course means she lacks the dermal armour of non-metavariant trolls and has a little less weight to throw around, making her slightly weaker. Just don't say that to her face.
Ark's horns are a tan colour, appearing like those of a ram and she'll be the first to tell you how much of a pain they are to sleep on. She can't sleep on her side and when she lays on her back her pillows get holes in them. Her red hait is typically tied into a single braid that reaches the small of her backs and piercing green eyes adorn a freckled face. By troll standards, she's considered to have quite the figure with broad hips and shoulder as well as a modest bust size, giving her an almost Amazonian-woman look.

Age: 24

Archetype: Street Samurai.

Equipment:

(Cyberware)

- Brain Implant: Pain Editor (0 Essence cost) A cluster of specialized nervous tissue that filters out pain responses.

- Arms: JoltAlert (2 Essence Cost) If the user is stunned, they will automatically be jolted back to consciousness.

- Eyes: BrightLight System (0.5 Essence cost) High-energy flashbulbs hidden in a cybereye. Capable of temporarily blinding an opponent.

- Legs: Enhanced Articulation (0.5 Essence cost) Coats and lubricates joint surfaces of the legs to provide extreme fluidity of motion.

- Cyberweapons: Yamatetsu Hand Razors (0.5 Essence cost) Grants increased strength and causes bleeding damage.

(Weapons)

- Remington 990 shotgun.

- Highland Forge Claymore.

- Colt New Model Revolver.

(Armour/Clothing & electronics)

- EvoTech Himitsu Commlink.

- Basic clothing with Electrochromic Modification.

- Armor Jacket with Electrochromic Modification.

Abilities:

Backstory: Ark technically started running when she was 15 years old, about a year before the Matrix Crash 2.0. She was hired, trained (and modified) by Yamatetsu (now Evo Corp.) who saw promise in the young troll who, in the wake of Halley’s Comet in 2061, made the SURGE transition from base-troll to fully-fledged Fomori-metavariant changeling. The Yamatetsu Megacorp. was never one to turn down potential new security assets and Ark was... Well, Ark was stupid, young, naive and blinded by the amount of Nuyen the job offered.
She was trained in private security to a level that would make the UCAS military jealous, and outfitted with various types of Yamatetsu cyberware, the cost of which would be gradually deducted from her pay, of course. There was obviously rampant passive discrimination in the Japanese-turned-Russian Megacorp., but Ark was an Irish lass and knew how to take a jab. She also knew how to throw a mean right hook. But through it all, she made friends, connections and earned favours, and when she reached the end of her 6-year contract, Ark left Evo Corp., taking their shiny, paid-in-full cyberware with her. From then on, she's found work as a Shadowrunner, living from paycheck-to-paycheck out of pride, dipping into the slightly-respectable balance of her credstick only when absolutely necessary.

Where do you currently live: Vladivostok, Russia

Notes: Speaks English, Japanese, Russian, Gaelic Irish.

Carry a Tome to a Gunfight [Shadowrun RP]

@HeySeuss@Dark Eternity@The Survivor@boomlover Oh, and while I remember, everyone has 6 essence to spend on cyberware if they so choose, with a limit of one implant per area (one for arms, one for eyes, legs, etc). Just make sure you can explain how you got it in your backstory.

Carry a Tome to a Gunfight [Shadowrun RP]

@HeySeuss I'm thinking of having a run in Neo-Tokyo, what's your opinion?

@Dark Eternity@The Survivor I'd say PM them to me to prevent the OOC getting too cluttered too fast. I'll also say yes to metavariants (With the exception of HMHVV, obviously).