Post by Dutch on Aug 15, 2012 23:03:52 GMT -5
Name: Lima
Original Name: Godiva Flivven
Race: Human
Age: 23
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 150 lbs
Birth place: Tyrena, Corellia
Appearance:
Lima is a bit taller than average for a human. This is due to her procedures courtesy of Green Meadows. Her blonde hair is usually kept at shoulder length, and her blue eyes always look calm and collected when not on assignment. Her body was modified to have near perfect proportions, quite curvy in all the right places, and has been taught to carry her body with cat-like grace.
Her normal attire is a form fitting leather suite, which is always immaculately clean and conditioned. Unless she needs to adopt certain attire to better infiltrate or trick someone, Lima wears her leathers at all times.
Personality:
This has no meaning to one of Green Meadows elite assassins. Lima herself has no personality to speak of, and yet, she can have any she wishes. A stern and unmoving diplomat... a flighty and flirty schoolgirl... even a stoic and polite Jedi. It doesn't matter, if it's a "face" she has to adopt for a kill, she can be that person.
Profession: Assassin
Skills:
Green Meadows Assassin Training
Infiltration
Seduction
Manipulation
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 7
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 9
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 9
Ranged Weapons: 4
Specialized Combat Skill:
Whips: 8
LINK
Specialized Non-Combat Skill:
Acrobatics: 9
Alignment: -1
Ship Name: N/A
Bio:
Lima's mother, Gertra Flivven, was a young Corellian lawyer, who had tried to put her life on hold for a family but simply couldn't bear it. She left her husband, daughter, and past in Coronet to chase a new life in Tyrena. It turned out to be far more difficult to break into the legal and political structure than she'd thought, and as she watched fresh graduates snap job after job out from under her, the woman's spite for her old life only grew.
Gertra had no stomach for this injustice, but it turned out she was rather unaffected by such trivialities as ethics, and she soon set about solving her problem in the way attractive, young professional women are tragically wont to do. When she realized she was pregnant with the illegitimate child of Corellia's senator, it seemed as if she was going to get drug back down all over again. But Gertra could not entirely abandon her morals, and begrudgingly saw the pregnancy through.
A few days after the child was born, another daughter, Gertra received a most unusual business offer. The Senator, who had extricated himself from Gertra's life after hearing of the pregnancy, had found it within himself to offer her one kindness. He had found a place for the child, Green Meadows, a home that -- for whatever reason -- was willing to pay massive sums of money to adopt the care of children. It was the lifeline Gertra had been dreaming of, a chance to reclaim her life once more, and she gladly accepted. Not two months later, the child had been handed over and Gertra was free.
The child, however, was not. Her life belonged to Green Meadows now, her name -- which had always seemed temporary -- discarded in favor of Lima. She was to be one of the twenty-six, the elite assassins that were the true mission of Green Meadows, beneath the illusion of cooperation and harmony.
Lima was significantly younger than the other twenty-five, which provided her with unique potential. Though she was left biologically unaltered for her first three years, the scientists of Green Meadows raised the young child in a deliberately crafted environment, such that her basic assumptions about life were as desired from the start.
When she was three, her RELIC was implanted, and the next phase of her adaptation began. All twenty-six were given a wide range of training and education from that point, from physical conditioning to advanced mathematics. There was a special plan for Lima, however, to take her specially-crafted basic assumptions and build on them, making her a master of understanding and manipulating emotion, despite her inability to experience it. Her basic training involved extensive role-playing sessions, perfecting her ability to turn lies into truth, arguments into nonsense, and insanity into perfect logic.
She watched recordings of conversations and interrogations, played back again and again in slow-motion, the scientists having mapped out each minute muscle-movement and twitch. In this way, Lima learned how to read anxieties and micro-expressions. Unlike many, she did not have a 'feeling' that someone was lying, or an 'instinct' -- she knew it for a fact because Manipulators 4, 5, and 23 had been triggered simultaneously, indicating disgust which contradicted with the claims of compassion.
Lima's physical training was similar in character, crafting her into a creature of agility and flexibility. When she was 15 she received the standard enhancements, including but not limited to the removal of her lowest set of ribs and cyberkinetic vision enhancements. More notably, Lima received another and more experimental procedure. Her key ligaments and tendons were lengthened, but also grafted with a synthetic material, allowing for much greater flexibility but also preventing the associated increased risk of tearing. Lima could push her body to the absolutely limits of its contortion without fear of injury.
This enhancement process occurred over a space of eighteen months, and once Lima had completed her final recovery it was time for her to complete her survival mission, the ultimate test of her abilities and viability as an operative.
Lima survived her four weeks in the Dxun jungles with nothing more than a dagger and a length of rope. She focused on stealth and opportunism, avoiding predators, setting traps for smaller game, and going to the effort of stalking and hunting only when there were no fresh carcasses to be scavenged. Lima managed to perfect a process for luring Zaakeg away from fresh kills and looping back around to take the meat for herself. She met none of the other twenty-five in her time on Dxun.
Not long after returning to the facility on Ralltiir, Lima's deployment into the field began. For the next five years, Lima continued to be one of Green Meadows's most effective and reliable operatives. Unlike many of the other assassins, she was at no disadvantage in social or emotional situations, allowing her to complete those assignments that required more societal finesse. When presenting the project to supervisors and sponsors, Lima was one of the administrations favorite examples.
Lima, however, had no knowledge of this success. After each mission, her memory was wiped, leaving her time on Ralltiir one of constant anticipation and preparation for the start of her career.
RP Sample:
Clack, Clack, Clack, Clack
Heels echoed through the empty halls of the hotel. Overly bright lights bathed the hall’s sole occupant as she walked casually. Her blue eyes scanned each and every crevice she passed, always prepared for the possible ambush. Naturally though, she knew with cool confidence that the superintendent’s bodyguards were long dead, and that this floor of the hotel would remain empty until after his visit. The elder man already laid dead, his body temperature dropped more and more with each clack of Lima’s heels.
The kill had been a text-book kill. She had infiltrated his election party, played the part of the floozy, starry eyes upcoming “actress”, and earned the aging man’s trust with a well-placed hand on his thigh and honeyed words of an innocent young girl. Getting him out of the atrium and up to his suite was even easier, a flash of cleavage, a light touch of her lips to his ear as she breathed words that promised unbridled pleasure in his future… and he was already dead.
Once they had moved to the superintendent’s private room, and he had begun to undress Lima and himself did she swiftly slide out from under his sweaty bulk and snap his neck with a vicious twist of his head. Poor soul never even realized what a perfect killing machine his date that night had been, and he never would realize it again…
Password: herpaderp
Original Name: Godiva Flivven
Race: Human
Age: 23
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 150 lbs
Birth place: Tyrena, Corellia
Appearance:
Lima is a bit taller than average for a human. This is due to her procedures courtesy of Green Meadows. Her blonde hair is usually kept at shoulder length, and her blue eyes always look calm and collected when not on assignment. Her body was modified to have near perfect proportions, quite curvy in all the right places, and has been taught to carry her body with cat-like grace.
Her normal attire is a form fitting leather suite, which is always immaculately clean and conditioned. Unless she needs to adopt certain attire to better infiltrate or trick someone, Lima wears her leathers at all times.
Personality:
This has no meaning to one of Green Meadows elite assassins. Lima herself has no personality to speak of, and yet, she can have any she wishes. A stern and unmoving diplomat... a flighty and flirty schoolgirl... even a stoic and polite Jedi. It doesn't matter, if it's a "face" she has to adopt for a kill, she can be that person.
Profession: Assassin
Skills:
Green Meadows Assassin Training
Infiltration
Seduction
Manipulation
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 7
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 9
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 9
Ranged Weapons: 4
Specialized Combat Skill:
Whips: 8
LINK
Specialized Non-Combat Skill:
Acrobatics: 9
Alignment: -1
Ship Name: N/A
Bio:
Lima's mother, Gertra Flivven, was a young Corellian lawyer, who had tried to put her life on hold for a family but simply couldn't bear it. She left her husband, daughter, and past in Coronet to chase a new life in Tyrena. It turned out to be far more difficult to break into the legal and political structure than she'd thought, and as she watched fresh graduates snap job after job out from under her, the woman's spite for her old life only grew.
Gertra had no stomach for this injustice, but it turned out she was rather unaffected by such trivialities as ethics, and she soon set about solving her problem in the way attractive, young professional women are tragically wont to do. When she realized she was pregnant with the illegitimate child of Corellia's senator, it seemed as if she was going to get drug back down all over again. But Gertra could not entirely abandon her morals, and begrudgingly saw the pregnancy through.
A few days after the child was born, another daughter, Gertra received a most unusual business offer. The Senator, who had extricated himself from Gertra's life after hearing of the pregnancy, had found it within himself to offer her one kindness. He had found a place for the child, Green Meadows, a home that -- for whatever reason -- was willing to pay massive sums of money to adopt the care of children. It was the lifeline Gertra had been dreaming of, a chance to reclaim her life once more, and she gladly accepted. Not two months later, the child had been handed over and Gertra was free.
The child, however, was not. Her life belonged to Green Meadows now, her name -- which had always seemed temporary -- discarded in favor of Lima. She was to be one of the twenty-six, the elite assassins that were the true mission of Green Meadows, beneath the illusion of cooperation and harmony.
Lima was significantly younger than the other twenty-five, which provided her with unique potential. Though she was left biologically unaltered for her first three years, the scientists of Green Meadows raised the young child in a deliberately crafted environment, such that her basic assumptions about life were as desired from the start.
When she was three, her RELIC was implanted, and the next phase of her adaptation began. All twenty-six were given a wide range of training and education from that point, from physical conditioning to advanced mathematics. There was a special plan for Lima, however, to take her specially-crafted basic assumptions and build on them, making her a master of understanding and manipulating emotion, despite her inability to experience it. Her basic training involved extensive role-playing sessions, perfecting her ability to turn lies into truth, arguments into nonsense, and insanity into perfect logic.
She watched recordings of conversations and interrogations, played back again and again in slow-motion, the scientists having mapped out each minute muscle-movement and twitch. In this way, Lima learned how to read anxieties and micro-expressions. Unlike many, she did not have a 'feeling' that someone was lying, or an 'instinct' -- she knew it for a fact because Manipulators 4, 5, and 23 had been triggered simultaneously, indicating disgust which contradicted with the claims of compassion.
Lima's physical training was similar in character, crafting her into a creature of agility and flexibility. When she was 15 she received the standard enhancements, including but not limited to the removal of her lowest set of ribs and cyberkinetic vision enhancements. More notably, Lima received another and more experimental procedure. Her key ligaments and tendons were lengthened, but also grafted with a synthetic material, allowing for much greater flexibility but also preventing the associated increased risk of tearing. Lima could push her body to the absolutely limits of its contortion without fear of injury.
This enhancement process occurred over a space of eighteen months, and once Lima had completed her final recovery it was time for her to complete her survival mission, the ultimate test of her abilities and viability as an operative.
Lima survived her four weeks in the Dxun jungles with nothing more than a dagger and a length of rope. She focused on stealth and opportunism, avoiding predators, setting traps for smaller game, and going to the effort of stalking and hunting only when there were no fresh carcasses to be scavenged. Lima managed to perfect a process for luring Zaakeg away from fresh kills and looping back around to take the meat for herself. She met none of the other twenty-five in her time on Dxun.
Not long after returning to the facility on Ralltiir, Lima's deployment into the field began. For the next five years, Lima continued to be one of Green Meadows's most effective and reliable operatives. Unlike many of the other assassins, she was at no disadvantage in social or emotional situations, allowing her to complete those assignments that required more societal finesse. When presenting the project to supervisors and sponsors, Lima was one of the administrations favorite examples.
Lima, however, had no knowledge of this success. After each mission, her memory was wiped, leaving her time on Ralltiir one of constant anticipation and preparation for the start of her career.
RP Sample:
Clack, Clack, Clack, Clack
Heels echoed through the empty halls of the hotel. Overly bright lights bathed the hall’s sole occupant as she walked casually. Her blue eyes scanned each and every crevice she passed, always prepared for the possible ambush. Naturally though, she knew with cool confidence that the superintendent’s bodyguards were long dead, and that this floor of the hotel would remain empty until after his visit. The elder man already laid dead, his body temperature dropped more and more with each clack of Lima’s heels.
The kill had been a text-book kill. She had infiltrated his election party, played the part of the floozy, starry eyes upcoming “actress”, and earned the aging man’s trust with a well-placed hand on his thigh and honeyed words of an innocent young girl. Getting him out of the atrium and up to his suite was even easier, a flash of cleavage, a light touch of her lips to his ear as she breathed words that promised unbridled pleasure in his future… and he was already dead.
Once they had moved to the superintendent’s private room, and he had begun to undress Lima and himself did she swiftly slide out from under his sweaty bulk and snap his neck with a vicious twist of his head. Poor soul never even realized what a perfect killing machine his date that night had been, and he never would realize it again…
Password: herpaderp
