I Roved Out
NAME: Fen Rekali [ "Fennec" | "McPuff" | "Leia" | "Adra Eden" | "Adralei Shamalain"]
FACTION: N/A
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Corellian Human | Negligable Kiffar | Garhan
AGE: 30ish
SEX: Female.
HEIGHT: 5'6''
WEIGHT: 125lbs thereabouts.
EYES: Grey
HAIR: Blond. Mohawk. Longish. Shortish.
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: Lush
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Tactile awareness of nearby/local tech and modular goods.
Crafty with her hands and things and sprockets and bolts. Nuts, too. Can repair just about anything given time, a good credit, and a bit of spanner tape.
Makes friends with droids much better than fleshy bodies.
Skin like a fething rhino. Doesn't seem to bruise or scar easily, trucks on despite blood or pain or whatever else might be ailing her physically. Stoic.
Vegetarian.
Strong enough to get poodoo done, but not strong enough to avoid being man-handled or roughed up. Acute senses and quick reflexes have made her good on her feet. Street brawler. There's nothing regimented about how she fights. It's dirty and more than likely unfair.
Emotionally stunted. Stubborn to a fault. Disciplined, rigidly, in some aspects. Highly flippant in others. Somewhere in there is OCD.
Physically clap-trapped. Does she speak? Maybe she just doesn't know basic. We don't know. We've given up trying.
APPEARANCE:
Blond hair shorn short and thin. She wears it in a state of constant bed-head. It's often a bit oily or greasy and tends to stick up in odd angles. The top portion is cut longer and will frill in a haphazard mohawk from time to time. A few sections are longish and stick down around her face in a way that suggests she either missed them when cutting or was too lazy to make it even. She has several ear piercings. Generally shortish and lean, many consider her underfed and malnourished. She has a distinct air of I don't give a poodoo about her appearance and she generally looks and smells like a punky little spacer bum. Her clothing is often an amalgamation of things found. Because of her slight nature most of her clothes are too big - some have been visibly altered to meet her needs.
Noticeably - Fennec is missing an arm. Her left arm. She has a stump about three inches long and that's all that's left of it. She wears a cybernetic arm that looks to have been made from a collection of odds and ends. Nothing on it matches and it's often malfunctioning or falling apart.
BIOGRAPHY:
Very little is known about Fennec, or if Fennec is even her real name. She comes and goes in and out of people's lives on a whim, fully capable of disappearing when the circumstance calls for it with extraordinary adaptability. She makes a meager living by repairing ships and droids and all manner of tech - it's her one claim to fame. Fen has a way with tech, an innate understanding of it and ability to manipulate it. It has been noted on more than one occasion that droids will refuse to act upon her, things once thought broken miraculously work. Mechanical door locks hardly ever keep her out.
SHIP: None
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THEME MUSIC:
The xx - Intro
The Glitch Mob - Animus Vox
Deadmau5 - Moar Ghosts N Stuff
Wolfgang Gartner - Illmerica
Solar Sailer - Daft Punk - Remixed by Pretty Lights
Digitalism - Miami Showdown
Paris - Else
Moon - Kid Francescoli
Circuits - Klangkarussell
Interstella Main Theme - Hans Zimmer
ROLE-PLAYS:
Good morning! Good morning! with Samael Rekali
Stupid Junk - with Kurt Meyer
Jedi Convocation on Yavin IV
A Rekali Lifeday Celebration
MandoBurger vs TacoHutt
The Mark of a Good Compromise - with the Rekali Clan
A Favored Nation - with Samael Rekali
FACTION: N/A
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Corellian Human | Negligable Kiffar | Garhan
AGE: 30ish
SEX: Female.
HEIGHT: 5'6''
WEIGHT: 125lbs thereabouts.
EYES: Grey
HAIR: Blond. Mohawk. Longish. Shortish.
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: Lush
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Tactile awareness of nearby/local tech and modular goods.
Crafty with her hand
Makes friends with droids much better than fleshy bodies.
Skin like a fething rhino. Doesn't seem to bruise or scar easily, trucks on despite blood or pain or whatever else might be ailing her physically. Stoic.
Vegetarian.
Strong enough to get poodoo done, but not strong enough to avoid being man-handled or roughed up. Acute senses and quick reflexes have made her good on her feet. Street brawler. There's nothing regimented about how she fights. It's dirty and more than likely unfair.
Emotionally stunted. Stubborn to a fault. Disciplined, rigidly, in some aspects. Highly flippant in others. Somewhere in there is OCD.
Physically clap-trapped. Does she speak? Maybe she just doesn't know basic. We don't know. We've given up trying.
APPEARANCE:
Blond hair shorn short and thin. She wears it in a state of constant bed-head. It's often a bit oily or greasy and tends to stick up in odd angles. The top portion is cut longer and will frill in a haphazard mohawk from time to time. A few sections are longish and stick down around her face in a way that suggests she either missed them when cutting or was too lazy to make it even. She has several ear piercings. Generally shortish and lean, many consider her underfed and malnourished. She has a distinct air of I don't give a poodoo about her appearance and she generally looks and smells like a punky little spacer bum. Her clothing is often an amalgamation of things found. Because of her slight nature most of her clothes are too big - some have been visibly altered to meet her needs.
Noticeably - Fennec is missing an arm. Her left arm. She has a stump about three inches long and that's all that's left of it. She wears a cybernetic arm that looks to have been made from a collection of odds and ends. Nothing on it matches and it's often malfunctioning or falling apart.
BIOGRAPHY:
Very little is known about Fennec, or if Fennec is even her real name. She comes and goes in and out of people's lives on a whim, fully capable of disappearing when the circumstance calls for it with extraordinary adaptability. She makes a meager living by repairing ships and droids and all manner of tech - it's her one claim to fame. Fen has a way with tech, an innate understanding of it and ability to manipulate it. It has been noted on more than one occasion that droids will refuse to act upon her, things once thought broken miraculously work. Mechanical door locks hardly ever keep her out.
SHIP: None
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THEME MUSIC:
The xx - Intro
The Glitch Mob - Animus Vox
Deadmau5 - Moar Ghosts N Stuff
Wolfgang Gartner - Illmerica
Solar Sailer - Daft Punk - Remixed by Pretty Lights
Digitalism - Miami Showdown
Paris - Else
Moon - Kid Francescoli
Circuits - Klangkarussell
Interstella Main Theme - Hans Zimmer
ROLE-PLAYS:
Good morning! Good morning! with Samael Rekali
Stupid Junk - with Kurt Meyer
Jedi Convocation on Yavin IV
A Rekali Lifeday Celebration
MandoBurger vs TacoHutt
The Mark of a Good Compromise - with the Rekali Clan
A Favored Nation - with Samael Rekali
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