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Name: Feral
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species: Hedgehog
Fur/feather/scale/skin: Red spikes styled into a Mohawk with yellow tips
Eyes: yellow
Height: average
Build: lean
Attire: black tank top, blue jeans, gray sneakers
Theme Words
First: Biker
Motorcycle: Feral owns a black Suzuki motorcycle that she can ride.
Mechanic: Feral knows motor vehicles inside and out especially motorcycles.
Second: Axes
Scrap Metal Ax: Feral owns two axes made from scrap metal so she's not unarmed in a fight.
Scrap Metal Ax:Feral owns two axes made from scrap metal so she's not unarmed in a fight.
Third: Intimidating
Killer Glare: Feral can make even the bravest folks feel fear by giving them an intimidating glare that has spelled out the beating of many of her own gang members. Using this ability counts as an action and makes the target feel scared of Feral.
"First my knuckles, then your skull.": When Feral starts cracking her knuckles, it usually means that someone is about to get their face smashed. This ability counts as an action and makes the target feel scared of Feral. It can stack with the "Killer Glare"
Role Playing
Backstory:
Feral was raised in a motorcycle gang with her twin brother, Rave. When Feral and her brother were fifteen, their mother died and Feral tried to seize control of the gang. Rave left to start a life on his own, leaving Feral on her own to fight for her place as leader. She never forgave her brother for this and when not leading her gang in raids on roadside inns and fights against other gangs, she is hunting him down.
Being a bit obsessed with this comes at a cost however; many members of her gang have left. Now she only has a few loyal outlaws by her side as she hunts down Rave, wherever he may go. Feral has also built a reputation for herself on a few highways and side roads which now call her, "The Motorcycle Maniac". This girl has a short fuse and a mean streak a mile wide!
Example post:
Feral parked her bike and got off. Entering the roadside stop, she ordered two of her gang members to watch the door as she walked up to the register.
"Welcome to Roadside Resupply. How can I help you?" said an unenthusiastic clerk. Feral smirked, pulled out an axe, held to to the shop keeper's throat and told him, "You can help by making the crazy lady with axes very happy. Put the money in the register on the counter and you won't become a bloodstain. Got it?"
The clerk didn't speak, he just quickly and nervously opened the register and put the cash from it on the counter as Feral had ordered. The money was quickly collected by the motorcycle punk and the axe was taken away from the employee's neck. "Pleasure doing business with you." She told him before turning to her gang and shouting, "Let's go, boys! We've got money to spend and a brat to find!"
This post has been edited by Pyroman: 12 April 2009 - 07:54 PM
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