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Post by danimalice on Dec 9, 2018 18:33:13 GMT -6
| DOSSIER |
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| Name: |
Vyeer Rokhart
| | Alias/Nickname/Callsign: | HeavyArms
| | Rank: | Private
| | Genetic Status/Specialized Race: | Oldtype
| | Gender: | Female
| | Age: | 24
| | Date of Birth: | October 31, UC 0088
| | Height: | 5' 8"
| | Weight: | 138 Lbs
| | Blood Type: | AB
| | Nationality/Ethnicity: | Caucasian/American
| | Affiliations: | Hecate's Children
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| PERSONALITY & TRAITS |
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Vyeer is not a chatty woman. Age and experience have taught her to keep her mouth shut. She is an observer and keeps an eye on everything around her. She can be a little off-putting and inconsiderate of the needs of others, which tends to give her a more aloof personality. However, she is just very guarded in both body and mind.
She is loyal to friends and those who have her back,
but she keeps only a small circle of friends at best. If asked for her opinion she will be honest and blunt, caring little for the feelings that come after the statement. She prefers cold atmospheres rather than being subjected to heat or the sun. Vyeer is huge on honoring foes on the battlefield. She enjoys having her limits tested and expects clean battles.
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| BIOGRAPHY |
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Vyeer comes from a rather rich family background, however, she was also a wild child which caused her family much dismay. While she was taught to be prim and proper, she wanted to work on mechanics and getting dirty. Instead of wine or champagne, she enjoyed beer and ales. Instead of long blonde hair like her mother, the rebel in her cut her hair off to her shoulder and shaved the sides and dyed in a multi blue color. Every command given was given in turn by a snarky remark which gave her a smack across the face. She was immediately disowned after a scene with her family and having an argument on what to do with her life.
She moved out when she was disowned to fishing port where she helped fishers fixing up the engines on their boats for payment for her place of residence. Vyeer enjoyed tinkering, breaking things apart, fixing them and then tearing them down again to see how it all worked. She enjoyed working on machines but wanted to work on the massive mobile suits she had seen a few times from the militaries, however, she knew she might be too much of a rebel to be bowing and being told what to do and how to do it regularly, besides rules and regulations were something she wasn't a big fan of.
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