Shalimar
Feral
Shalimar
NAME: Shalimar
FACTION:
RANK: Apprentice
SPECIES: Human Hybrid, mixed with feral DNA
AGE: 25
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 135 lbs
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+ Combat Parkour: With her Feral DNA when it comes to combat, she's more acrobatic than most, using all sorts of gymnastics-heavy moves in order to dodge incoming attacks. She'll do handsprings, push off of walls, do twists in mid-air and find safety without getting much of a scratch. This does not make her invincible just hard to hit.
+ The Force: Though right now she is untrained, this will grow to be an important talent and strength for her.
+ Enhanced Endurance: With her altered genetics, Shalimar's was given greater endurance to hunt, stalker, and fight as she needs to for longer periods of time and a greater ability to outlast her opponents.
+ Heightened Reflexes and Dexterity: Self Explanatory.
+ Heightened Sense of Smell: With the adjustments to her DNA, Shalimar picked up a feline sense of smell, picking on things that the majority of the population never would. Something that also helps to make her a good tracker.
+/- Heightened Sense of Hearing: This also comes from her feral DNA, her hearing much akin to a feline's with regards to sensitivity.
-Loud Noises: Due to her heightened sense of hearing loud noises such as explosions, bolter fire, can cause her great amounts of pain. If she isn't at the top of her game, fear and her instincts to flee will kick in.
- Fear of Fire: Due to the adjustments made, Shalimar picked up an incredible fear of fire that is based on her Feral instincts than anything else
- Mild Paranoia: After escaping the research facility, Shalimar is always looking over her shoulders, wondering when the research center will send more people after her.
- High Metabolism: Shalimar has a higher metabolism and a greater need for food to keep her going thanks to the alterations made with regards to her endurance, dexterity and reflexes. If she doesn't maintain her usual amount of calories, her endurance and reflexes will suffer. In addition she'll grow incredibly ill the longer she is without food - much fast than the average human and to a greater degree.
APPEARANCE:
Long flowing blonde locks, sea blue eyes and the fairest of skin. Shalimar is fairly tall for a human female, slender but well toned. Looks can be deceiving and she is not without strength. Her clothing is usually rather simple, whatever she is going to find easy enough to move around in it.
BIOGRAPHY:
A Page taken from the logbook of the researcher that helped to create Shalimar
Project 4576-E Logbook
Shalimar - I'm told the name means strong and beautiful and this girl is both. We took an embroyo some years ago, and altered it's DNA. We combined it with that of a feline to help see if we could tweak the human as we pleased. To make enhance its senses, make it faster, better able to endure what we threw at it, more adaptable, tougher.
And we got all of that and more. We named her Shalimar back then, hopeful for the infants future. She was placed with a host family. One of our scientists here took her home to raise her. Upon turning Twelve, we took her back to the Institute to bring her back under our care, so we could carefully monitor her, train her, and ensure that we had control over every detail of her life. Things were going well. She was a powerful hybrid, a great hunter and a good fighter. All went well, until three days after her nineteenth birthday. Somehow, she escaped, slipped through our grasp and since then, we have not been able to locate our asset. She's out there somewhere, and we will get her back. Somehow, someway, we will get her back.
An Entry from Shalimar's Journal:
I am an experiment. Nothing but a test tube baby, created for Doctor Kahoshi's interests. I never was treated as anything remotely human. But I am human, well mostly human. The purpose in my creation was to study the effects of mixing human and animal DNA - to see if humans could be selectively improved when combined with animal DNA of varying types. They mixed my DNA with that of a feline creature, of what variety I'm not sure. All I know is I was left with quite a few cat like qualities, from enhanced hearing and smell, to faster reflexes and a talent for acrobatics and landing on my feet. My life, nearly all of it has been spend in a lab, locked in a cage, always watched and monitored as part of this grand experiment. There wasn't a second of it that I didn't want to escape from, with all the needles, prodding and tests, not to mention the complete lack of freedom and even basic privacy. My life, the only people I ever knew were Madeline Kahoshi, Moria Skaldi and a few other lab workers.
After I had all I could stand of being poked, prodded and experimented on, I saw an opportunity to escape.
So, I took probably the only chance I'd ever get and ran for it. I was lucky that day and made it out of the high security lab. Unfortunately ever since I've been on the run, barely able to have a second to stop to catch my breath. Those people want me back. But stars I don't want to ever go back. I want my life, my freedom. I don't want to be this experiment any longer. I just have to stay one step ahead of them and I'll be okay.
What I hadn't planned for was the fact that I had no funds, and nothing to my name. It forced me into a life I didn't like, but a necessary life. One I had to get involved with unless I wanted to die, or be captured again. I hadn't thought that part through, I just wanted to escape. That was all I had thought about for two decades at least. I just, I didn't plan for life on the outside. I had no idea just how hard it was going to be. I got involved in some bad things, forced to steal just to be able to eat, to survive. I could only hope that I went unnoticed by authorities, but that didn't always go according to plan. In those moments I could only pray that I was quick enough, smart enough to avoid capture.
The natural places I bounced between were Coruscant and Nar Shadaa. They had plenty of scum and criminals in the lower levels to hide amongst. Still, for me I had a face that seemed to be remembered a little too much and often attracted too much attention from the wrong kind of people so I always had to keep moving. I never could stay in one place for too long. No, that was far too dangerous. Especially with Archangel and Madeline still looking for me, with the notable price they had placed on my head.
Another sad fact of my life, meals were few and far between and my body suffered for it. I'd been growing thinner, weaker. And the situation was growing more desperate by the day. I know I need help, but stars only know who I can trust, and who can actually keep me safe.
SHIP: None for now
KILLS: None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None
She should be lots of fun. [member="Darth Praelior"]
