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Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

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Scrap
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Scrap made sure to stay out of anyone's way, especially those who had more knowledge on ship engines than she did. Yet she couldn't help but be amazed by what she saw in the engineering room. Adjusting to this new life was going to be hard, but lucky for her, she's a fast learner. The older girl was already working on something and looked to not be bothered. But there was one particular large cyborg looking dude that had a good grasp about what needed to be done. Scrap wanted to help the best that she can though only knowledge she had concerning ship engines and shield generators were the highly damaged/old ones that were thrown away in the Junkyard. It might prove useful but she highly doubted it.

Scrap shyly walks up to the big cyborg figure, trying her best to hide the fact that she lacks any actual social skills behind her oversized hoodie.
"Uh anything I can help with? B-besides the complex engine stuff? I'm more of a robotics and gadgets kind of person." Scrap sheepishly asks all while keeping a good distance between her and the other engineer.

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

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Was out of town mb will post now though!

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

Scrap

Scrap wasn't phased at all by the strange guy in old-fashioned clothing. In fact she was antsy. Her hands were behind her back as she listened to the guy speak. Her real hand playing with the crooks and rickets of the mechanical one. They guy didn't look all that much older than her, but the atmosphere around him was something someone that young could never give off. At the question of what she wanted to get out of the offer, Scrap cringed at the memories of the last few days she's had. Escaping the Junkyard Ravagers wasn't easy, it was barely manageable but where she went from there was life-or-death. But for years she was treated like nothing more than a tool, a slave. Whatever happens now would be 100x better than living in the Junkyards. She looked at her new Captain straight in the eyes and raised her mechanical arm in front of her, clenching it into a fist. And with the confidence of a politician she calmly states -
"I don't know."

After another weird interaction involving a straw, Scrap sighs in relief at the fact of being accepted. She starts to walk off towards the ship before the captain asks her for her name. It was an opportunity to re-name herself other than the name thrown at her from the gang members for convenience. But after a mere second of thinking it over she gives her name- "My name is Scrap: S-C-R-A-P. It's the only thing I know how to spell sir." She turns away quickly to avoid looking at his reaction and runs out the door ready to start her new life.

-Present day-
Scrap shrunk at the presence of others. Many of whom towered over the 5'2 girl. She stayed in the back while the captain briefed them on what was happening. It was all a fast explanation but she got the gist of it - survive.
As soon as everyone started moving, Scrap was already headed to the engine room. She had never fixed the engine of the ship. It was mostly robotic parts and prosthetics. Thankfully there were going to be 2 others in there, so how hard could it be?

House of Powers (reboot)

Location: Hallway -> Testing Room -> Room 8

A good number of them were gathered at the vending machines conversing about their trainers and such. Eliza grabbed a bottle of juice and crackers from the machines before returning her attention to the rest of the conversation. At the mention of how friendly Sienna and Bynie's trainers were, Eliza couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy. She cut back in when Bailey jokes about switching trainers.
"I wish, my trainer seems to have some sort of vendetta against me, like I murdered his family or something."
She runs a hand through her hair and gives a smirk to everyone nearby.
"If any of your trainers are..."too much" for you guys I'll be happy to take them off your hands." She gives them all a small wink before turning away and walking back to the examination room.

The walk back, Eliza couldn't help but go through her mind the possibilities of why her trainer seems to hate her so much. His concerns weren't necessarily about herself but rather her family. It was more like he was cautious and expecting her to act like her family. He wasn't bad looking, and if he was running her tests, she'd rather act passive and tolerant than to give him a reason to be a thorn in her side. Eliza opens the door to see the trainer setting up a series of machines.
"Oh great. You're back." The man ushers her to stand on the treadmill next to him.
Eliza stayed silent as she sets her feet on the treadmill.
The man stands on the side of the treadmill and starts sticking electrodes on her sides, startling her.
"I could do this myself you know." Eliza snaps, taking the rest of them from him and sticking the remaining on herself.
"Oh please, I'm just doing my job, don't take it as something else." The trainer rolls his eyes as he pulls out a tablet.
"We'll do a sort of physical test on each of these machines and it'll be recorded onto this tablet." After explaining he taps a command on the tablet which started the treadmill at a slow walking speed.
"This isn't so bad." Eliza thought to herself.

But within a minute the slow walking speed turned into a power walk, then a jog. It only picked up the pace after that. It wasn't long until she was forced to break out into a full on sprint. Eliza expected for the pace to slow down but it remained at a sprinting speed for what felt like forever.
"D-don't...you..think... this... is...too...fast?!" She managed to yell in between a short bursts of breaths.
The treadmill them dramatically slows down back to a walking pace causing Eliza to almost topple and crash onto the front of the machine. She gives the man a stink eye while holding back some choice words.
"Let's move on." The man ignores her malicious eyes before stopping the treadmill completely.
The rest of the tests didn't go as crazy as the first one did. But at the end she was too exhausted to even think.
"We'll finish the rest of the tests another day. Though I'm surprised that all that money spent on personal trainers and you still did average." The man remarks but Eliza was too busy catching breathes to retaliate. Before he said another word he walks to a counter and walks back with a bottle of water in hand.
"I suggest you go rest until the evening. I'll see you tomorrow." He hands her the water which she gladly accepts as she rushes to leave the room.

Eliza wasted no time finishing the water in the bottle, surprised that it wasn't riddled with poison. She hasn't been this exhausted from physical activity since her night spent with... never mind. Eliza avoids having her thoughts drift off to unpure memories as she opens the door to her room. Covered in sweat, she undresses and hops into the shower. It was to her surprise that they even stocked the bathroom with top of the line bathing products. The hot water pleasantly hits her skin as she sings a song to pass the time.

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House of Powers (reboot)

Location: Auditorium -> Hallway

Eliza took a seat in the auditorium and waited silently for the activity to start. She wondered what kind of test that te facility would have them do. Another question on the mind was when they were going to show signs of these so called "powers". Although that question has always been on her mind since last night when the woman in the lab coat demonstrated hers. While they were waiting, Eliza took notice of the new guy that earlier, had been panicking in the cafeteria. He was conversing with the girl that Eliza was cautious of before. His clothes were also of brand name, even the Louis Vuitton sweatshirt hinted that he had money before coming to the facility. He was not only good-looking but was fit as well. In other words, he caught Eliza's eye. But not in a way that she felt the need to throw herself at him. It was quite the opposite, he was a person that could expose her background. If she could clearly see that he was wealthy, no doubt that he could do the same.

"It's best if I avoid him for now, I should lay low so that others can like me for just me." Eliza turned her attention away from the two and towards the front where the woman in the lab coat walks in with a group of people who weren't wearing biohazard suits.

After she explained to them that the group of people standing behind her were their trainers, Eliza couldn't help but perk up just a little. She hoped she would get a cute male or female trainer. Names are being called and Eliza looked at the selection until her eyes rested upon a female trainer who's appearance clearly stood out. She was smaller frame but had a cute vibe to her, Eliza couldn't take her eyes off of the trainer.
Eliza waited for the female trainer to call out a name - hopefully, call for Eliza. She gripped the armrest of the seat in anticipation. But it was the voice of a man that threw her off.
"Eliza Nyko this way please." The voice came from a man that wasn't ugly, but nothing stood out about him. He had medium length, dark shaggy hair but his face had only one emotion to it - annoyance. He wasn't even wearing any activewear clothing, He looked like an elementary school teacher rather than a trainer. But it still caused Eliza's heart to sink. She slowly stood up from her seat, her head turned to the attractive female trainer as she calls out Bailey's name. Eliza couldn't help but heavily sigh and frown.
"Whatever, there's bound to be more attractive people anyway." The comforting thought was interrupted by an annoyed sigh from her trainer as she walked up to him.

"Those of us that actually work don't have forever to wait you know." The way that was phrased threw Eliza off. The tone of his voice also had Eliza wondering if this man already doesn't like her. There was no time to question it as the trainer leads her to a separate room.
On the way there Eliza couldn't help but try and spark up a conversation - after all, she's stuck with him throughout this whole "process."
"Mind if I ask for your name? Since we'll be uh- "working" together?" Eliza's question caused the man's face to contort to a look of disgust.
"I hope you're joking." The man sneered as he leads her into the room.
"I'm sorry?" For a second Eliza's tone converted into that of a valley girl.
The man rolls his eyes as he preps the equipment to draw her blood.
"I read your file, Ms. Nyko. I know your background and your family. I happen to come from New York myself, so I know what your family does, and the crap they pulled. That isn't going to work here." The trainer's rant left Eliza in a shock, she couldn't even form words as he plunges the needle into her arm. She was more confused than mad. Though it was surefire that she would feel anger later.
"I-" The trainer cut her off with more of his ranting.
"I remember when they called you "Princess of New York". What a joke. But then they assigned me to you which is an even bigger joke." He scoffed.
Once the blood work was finished he cleaned up the equipment and turned back to her.
"Your wealth can't buy you out of here Ms. Nyko. You're stuck here, now go get a snack or whatever then come back in about 25 minutes for more testing." The trainer rushes her out the door and closes it behind her.
Eliza couldn't help but clench her fists and storm off.
She heads for the vending machine where on the way she spots Bailey and the new guy who seemed to be conversing. Too angry to remember that she should be avoiding the new guy, Eliza approaches them with her arms crossed.
"Anyone want to switch trainers with me? I'm pretty sure mine is out for my neck." Eliza exclaimed to both of the guys.

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House of Powers (reboot)

Location: Cafeteria -> Room 8 -> OTW to Auditorium

Eliza wasn't too dazed when another new face bursts into the cafeteria having a panic. It was honestly the reaction they all should've had last night. Nevertheless, panicking wasn't going to do much for them now. They all did agree to come here seeking treatment. It was really no different than rehab, and honestly could be much better than rehab seeing that there were "luxuries" provided to them. Though Eliza didn't find any of this luxurious compared to what she was used to, it was better than nothing.

Eliza pauses for a moment between the panic, the thoughts she had about this place was condescending but at the same time trying to be understanding. It was like she was... trying to adjust. Something that her old self would throw a fit for sure. Looking back at it, she changed somewhat since the death of her father. She felt like she was becoming more sympathetic, understanding. But in truth it made her angry about that fact, she saw those traits as weak. Eliza puts down the fork in hand and leaves the cafeteria immediately leaving behind her plate. Like some of the others, she pushes past the guy shouting in confusion and starts heading to her room to find something more comfortable to wear for the tests.

On the way to her room, she sees an embarrassing complication take place as one of the girls accidentally walks in on another getting dressed. Eliza couldn't help but smirk at the girl as she runs away and bolts into her own room, obviously struck with embarrassment.
"Obviously I'm way too graceful and classy to let anything like that happen to me" Eliza thinks to herself.
Eliza gleams with a smug look on her face as she enters her room and hurriedly puts on a top brand activewear outfit That consisted of workout leggings, sports bra, freerun running shoes, and to top it off a snapback hat. It was an outfit to show off her body, but most importantly it was an outfit that said: "Look at me, do I actually work out or am I just a model for Nike™? The world will never know."
Eliza was taught growing up that your image was most important, and since it was the day they were going to be testing performance levels, all the time and money spent on top-level trainers was finally going to pay off. Contempt with her outfit of choice she leaves the room and starts making her way to the auditorium.

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

Scrap

Name: Scrap
Race: Human
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Job: Engineer
Weapons: Different types of gadgets that she builds that can be used as a weapon or defense. Her mechanical arm and leg can shoot out hot steam (mainly used as a last ditch effort) by turning the valves
Abilities:
Mechanical Engineering: She can fix and build prosthetics, gadgets, robots (to some extent) and has some knowledge on other technologies.
Street Fighting: Days within the gang didn’t leave her defenseless, she has some tricks up her sleeve when it comes to melee combat
Resourcefulness: Her fast thinking and street knowledge helps her get out of dangerous situations.

Personality: Mind of her own. Scrap doesn’t do well to authority but does whatever job you give her with little complaint. Opening up and trusting others comes by as a challenge. Trusting herself is all she’s ever known. Growing up in the slums and at the heart of gang violence taught her to be resourceful, but she lacks social skills. Keeps to herself but doesn’t take too kindly to those who are obnoxious or rude. Since she's also very young, she still has much to learn and is still ignorant/oblivious to this new world outside the slums
Bio: An orphaned street rat, at the age of 8, she was forced into the gang: The Junkyard Ravagers. They taught her how to fix and build mechanical prosthetics, since many members lost arms and legs to rival gang fights. Here they called her “Scrap” and it was the first and only name she’s ever had. For a while she could call the junkyards home, but it wouldn’t last. At the age of 12, an explosion at the junkyard set by a rival gang caused her to lose an arm and a leg. But you don’t leave the gang unless you’re dead. They forced her to keep working, expanding her skill set to build them lethal gadgets. She ended up building her own prosthetics since no one else would. From this point on it was when she learned that the junkyard was no home, but a prison. One day a gruesome fight with the rival gang leaves an opportunity to escape. So, after escaping the clutches of the Junkyard Ravagers, she finds herself lost. It isn’t until she stumbles upon a request to join a pirate crew did she jump at the chance to leave the slums behind.

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