Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2015 14:29:43 GMT -8
Character's Name: Ikaya Tiin
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Race: Pewdin
Physical Profile: 5'10", 150lbs, dark brown hair, red eyes, typical Pewdin ridges, multiple piercings on face, hands, arms and body. Pewdin's have extra sound organs at the back of the throat, allowing for a variety of clicking sounds. They are only slightly stronger than humans, but their bones are much more dense and less prone to fracture.
Birthplace: Trellar
Occupation: Pilot/Owner Parcel Delivery Transport, Smuggler
Are you new to the forum? No, Sig and company
How did you find us? Little bird
Personality:
Ikaya is headstrong and cunning, her view of life is "for myself" and will do anything and everything to get ahead in life.
Background and History:
Growing up in a traditional Pewdin household on Trellar, Ikaya found the monotony tiresome and moved out at a young age, fending for herself and enjoying every moment. Through a variety of odd jobs, she obtained many skills that would prove useful later in life.
Name of Celebrity:
Gina Torres
Avatar:
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Sample Roleplay:
"You are wrong," she said in a matter-of-fact manner, not caring that the Ferengi's coloring was changing with each and every moment.
"We scanned your cargo. It is there," the large lobed alien protested.
She shrugged, causing the piercings on her shoulders to become evident under the thin shirt she wore. "I do not have an invoice for it."
"It is ON your ship!" The Ferengi was about ready to burst the very large blood vessel that ran across the top of his butt-shaped head.
Fingering the weapon on her hip, she tilted her head and smirking. "Do you want to come aboard and check?"
"Th...that won't be necessary," he replied, flummoxed.
"I can go back through," her hand indicated the location of the wormhole. "...but it is out of my way." She pursed her full lips. "I had not planned on going back until next week. If you want to wait-"
"How much?" The financial dance had begun.
"Four hundred."
Sputtering, the Ferengi dropped the digital ledger he was holding. "Two, and that is as high-"
"Three-fifty."
Later, with a renewed bank account, Ikaya settled into her bunk, a glowing jewel in her hand. "Why are you so important," she muttered to the gemstone.
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Race: Pewdin
Physical Profile: 5'10", 150lbs, dark brown hair, red eyes, typical Pewdin ridges, multiple piercings on face, hands, arms and body. Pewdin's have extra sound organs at the back of the throat, allowing for a variety of clicking sounds. They are only slightly stronger than humans, but their bones are much more dense and less prone to fracture.
Birthplace: Trellar
Occupation: Pilot/Owner Parcel Delivery Transport, Smuggler
Are you new to the forum? No, Sig and company
How did you find us? Little bird
Personality:
Ikaya is headstrong and cunning, her view of life is "for myself" and will do anything and everything to get ahead in life.
Background and History:
Growing up in a traditional Pewdin household on Trellar, Ikaya found the monotony tiresome and moved out at a young age, fending for herself and enjoying every moment. Through a variety of odd jobs, she obtained many skills that would prove useful later in life.
Name of Celebrity:
Gina Torres
Avatar:
i61.tinypic.com/35i61rt.png
Sample Roleplay:
"You are wrong," she said in a matter-of-fact manner, not caring that the Ferengi's coloring was changing with each and every moment.
"We scanned your cargo. It is there," the large lobed alien protested.
She shrugged, causing the piercings on her shoulders to become evident under the thin shirt she wore. "I do not have an invoice for it."
"It is ON your ship!" The Ferengi was about ready to burst the very large blood vessel that ran across the top of his butt-shaped head.
Fingering the weapon on her hip, she tilted her head and smirking. "Do you want to come aboard and check?"
"Th...that won't be necessary," he replied, flummoxed.
"I can go back through," her hand indicated the location of the wormhole. "...but it is out of my way." She pursed her full lips. "I had not planned on going back until next week. If you want to wait-"
"How much?" The financial dance had begun.
"Four hundred."
Sputtering, the Ferengi dropped the digital ledger he was holding. "Two, and that is as high-"
"Three-fifty."
Later, with a renewed bank account, Ikaya settled into her bunk, a glowing jewel in her hand. "Why are you so important," she muttered to the gemstone.