Post by tacschinu0biscuits on Oct 14, 2012 3:23:56 GMT -5
Tugging on her collar desperatly
Name: Evala'Kin
Race: Twi'lek
Age: Nine-Teen
Height: 1.5 Meters
Weight: 116lbs
Birth place: Ryloth; Kala'din
Appearance:
Eva is light blue in skin color, with two tendrils coming down the top of her head effectively replacing hair. She has green eyes and dark blue lips covered with pink lipstick nearly all the time. She has small perhaps unnoticeable scars on her back and arms through brutish torture methods including knives and her own collars-chain. She also has a slightly noticeable burn mark involving a too tight of a collar.
Her body is slim and 'attractive' in the manners of Outer-Beauty, with a Pear-like curve at her stomach to her waist. Her back, as mentioned before. Is riddled with small scars. Her waist isn't plain however, baring a mark burnt into the flesh. Small, and unnoticeable in a first glance.
Her Clothing consists of a tight linen outfit, revealing her stomach and sides as well as her legs and little of her waists. The outfit is partially see-through but consists Censor-ship, wearing a Bra and a thong underneath. She also wears tight boots (Go-Go Boots you could call them, i suppose) With long heels, She covers her outfit up with a brown-blanket cleverly turned into a cloak with a small pin after her great escape. Another, perhaps traditional piece of clothing would be her 'Headband' brownish in color with a pink gem centered on it.
Personality:
Eva is Shy and frightful. And perhaps a little on the Paranoid side, but friendly when she exists her Shy-Shell. She is also willful and proud in herself, displaying a extreme resistance to her Under-Ground pity gang leader acting like a bigshot. Her will almost broke, which is why it left her frightful.
When happy, she tends to be outright and spoken, joyful and playful. And immature, acting like a child in every possible way. Buy her happiness would rarely be sparked as much as it used to be before her... Encounter.
Occupation: Slave (Runaway)
Rank: N/A
Skills: N/A
Ships/Vehicles: N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 2
Intelligence: 4
Speed: 3
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 2
Melee Weapons: 2
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: N/A
Telepathic: N/A
Body: N/A
Sense: N/A
Protection: N/A
Healing: N/A
Destruction: N/A
Bio:
Birth - Fourteen, A childhoods like any other.
When Eva was born, she was like any other: A normal Twi'lek child, Cute and adorable with overwhelmed parents. Her early years, have no interest of mention, So, at age six. She began her fascination with space travel. As well as being a Sentientologist, her childhood was the followed as any others, her parents constantly fearing for which many Female Twi'leks had been reduced to.. Slavery, which made them skeptical for her Traveling the galaxy. Somewhat Ironically, they were right.
When she hit seven years of age, she eventually considered her Traveling dreams and chose to stay on the farm with her parents, during this age she had strayed to far from their spot of land and had gotten lost. As childhood mischief, she was found later in the night and taken back home. At eight, something very similar happened. She had fallen asleep in their field which spread shock between her parents and went out to look for her. Surprisingly she was only a couple feet away.
At Nine she received a temporary scar on her hand, caused by a misuse of a knife. The scar lasted for a entire year before fading out, letting her scar mend. At ten is when enough people came to the area, family's, friends, Eva made several friends whom she can't remember in the present, they were however three Twi'lek girls name Asi'Kali, Turna'Inu, and Faia'nin they were thick as thieves the four of them. Getting into plenty of mischief around each others fields and creating small twig-dolls.
Nothing of remote interest happened when she was Eleven or Twelve, unless of course. You want to hear more about Stick figurines. Thirteen was a different story however, the planets economy started failing. Forcing their family to nothing but hermits in a little house. Eva couldn't see her friends anymore and the planet was getting constantly raided by pirates. It was only news for her and her family, they weren't targets until Eva was Fourteen, a small group of pirates started threatening her and her family, Eva normally ease-dropped when the scoundrels dropped by to harass and take advantage of her families home and the little land they had left. Truly a nightmare for them.
Fifteen - Seventeen Fate NOT beheld
Eva is fifteen in this paragraph. And the Fringes are still harassing her family, now that she had matured more... She is a target to their harassment's, making robust and sexual comments and even going as far as to 'Score a touchdown' with her. Of course, it never happened, it was still considered hellish for the once quiet family.
When she turned Sixteen, the sexual harassment's towards her could only get worse, all Twi'lek women were considered beautiful... Even when they had not matured completely or JUST matured. Eventually, a mistake happened. One of the pirates attempted to, law his hands on her. Others tried before, yes, but he insisted so that it could of involved into a... You know, her mother interfered however, picking a fight with then ultimately getting thrown across the room with her head banging into a corner. Dead. The pirates fled, they had taken the family as a little fun with their 'mischief' but murder; Even though as Criminals was too much for the 'rookies' in pirating. Leaving her and her father to mourn over her death.
At Seventeen, Eva found the chance to leave. She desperately wanted to take it but stayed behind with her father, putting her old childhood dreams back into mind. To go somewhere safer then the currently and constantly attacked planet for its women, resources, and so on. She stayed, for the remainder year.
Eighteen - Nineteen FATE BEHELD!
Eva, at eighteen couldn't help it anymore. She wanted to leave the planet, her father, couldn't stop her. But she couldn't afford to leave, yet, so she started saving her currency to be able to leave. As she and her father were poor now, it would prove to be a difficult task for her. Fortunately she had it worked out: She would have to wait a year, spend what she needed for food as, they didn't have any land for crops anymore to fend for themselves. And save the rest.
Like a sign from the Goddess herself, she gained enough money to leave at Nine-teen. She collected her things, said goodbye to her father, then sprinted towards the nearby town. A caravan was sitting there, offering a couple spots they could fit for people down to the Capital city Lessu, She joined them. And started down the road, it would take a few weeks to get to Lessu, but patience was native to her. After waiting Two years, it was here were she met the terrible fact of Twi'lek women. After a week of traveling they were almost there. But, they were raided by a band of pirates. Nearly, everyone was killed. They looted the Spice and took Eva with two other women captive. And apparently some of them couldn't wait for their wills to be born, as Eva with others, found themselves in Lieutenants beds. After her journey she found herself in Anchorhead, although only known to her after she overheard some pirates mumbling to one and another. She was bought by a Chubby man who ran a small gang in the area, she hated everyone here and this is NOT how she wanted to see the Galaxy. Eva, kept her will strong through the beatings and the emotional harm inflicted to break her into nothing more then a mindless 'pet', She almost did. If not for the fact of the matter; She escaped.
RP Sample:
Eva 'woke' from her state of day-dreaming which replaced sleep ever since she laid on this blasted bed, her so called 'Master' snoring softly beside her, She knew that he wouldn't sleep with her yet. He just wanted her to be near him, a-custom to his presence. She could strangle him with the chain which tied her to the bed post. But the moment she did her impending doom would be sealed with his thugs barging in the next day. She was in a loop, the beatings and torture was now happening more often. Perhaps they were fed up with her will, she wasn't like other Twi'lek slaves, while they most likely hated their own situation they just didn't do anything about it. She wanted to, the only chance at freedom was during the day, But all of her 'Masters' henchmen converse in that one lobby of the two story hut. It would be safer to flee during the night. If, every-night she wasn't forced to rest beside the fat mongrel currently snoring beside her. It wasn't fair what happened, she just wanted to see the galaxy. Not get raided then enslaved by vicious pirates as soon as she was about to leave. Down the road in fact, in the wilderness towards the capital city while she was with a caravan. Was a dark day for her, she shivered with a terrible recollection of what happened, her current 'Master' may not of done... it... Yet, but they sure did. She sat up and curled into a ball against the wall which would lay just in-front of their heads when someone slept. Quietly yanking on her collar, Grrrr! It itches underneath! She growled inside her thoughts, being careful not to make noise and wake her 'master' or she might be put to the mercy of her 'Masters' distant cousin. A sadist ghoul of a man, she tugged a final time, the loose extension of her chain had fallen across her shoulder. She picked it up shedding a tear at her terrible fate, I'm never getting out... Its impossible... She observed the chain for a brief moment before leaning it backwards to avoid conflicting with her as she started to lay down again, but she couldn't. The chain held her from lying down, it got stuck on the Bedpost she slowly rose to fix the problem. Then noticed a flawed ring on the chain, it looked as though it would snap in a instant.
She gasped as she looked at it with wide eyes, Taking a glance around the room, then down at her sleeping Master. Pig.... She thought You're not having me so easily... She gripped hard on two points of the chain. One in front of the weak ring and one behind, carefully positioning the ring to be pulled against the post. She pulled with her all her might, letting out soft groans of effort suddenly. SNAP! The chain broke in two. Leaving her free, with but a small portion of the ruined chain and her collar. And that... Mark... She looked to her master, who started jerking and waking up to the noise. She jumped off the bed, strapping on her boots. There was no need to get dressed, she already was.
He woke up faster than she expected and jumped towards her in a attempt to seize her, as he jumped, so did she. Falling back to the far wall as she watched him miss his grasp and tumble off the bed only adding more dizziness to his already tired state. I can't go out like this... She groaned to herself as she lifted herself quickly and stomped against her 'Masters' back with her long heel, stealing the Brown blanket they had slept in. She quickly wrapped it around her. Concealing her clothing and collar, then with a swift motion. Ran to the window, closed with wooden planks. She unlocked it and opened it. Staring at the street below, she could break a ankle, but she had no choice. If he caught her now, she would be dead... Or worse.. She slid out, grabbing onto a thin ledge a few feet below the window. Then with a bit of her lip, dropped.
A burning sensation ripped through her ankle and heel, she stopped and observed it. concluding it didn't break, just got twisted bad. She got up, limping on her left leg and collected the blanket that had fallen with her. Wrapping it around her once more, then starting away. Behind her, she could hear her master-no-longer screaming forms of profanity at her from the window. He would look for her, that was sure. But Anchorhead, is a big town. And her only goal now was to flee far far away, and get the collar off.
