Jenny Smith
Dec 1, 2013 21:45:39 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2013 21:45:39 GMT -5
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Name: Jenny Smith
Age: 5
Gender: Female
Species: Gallifreyan
Planet of Origin: Messiline
Occupation: Traveler
Physical Description: Jenny stands at 5'2", with a build that is decidedly petite. Despite her small stature, a mixture of Gallifreyan enhanced physicality and the military training she was created with, has given her agility and strength far beyond a normal Earth human.
With pale blonde hair and eyes that are a rather nondescript shade of blue, she looks more fragile than she is. This fact is perfectly illustrated in the star-burst shaped scar on her chest, slightly to the right of centre. After all, a delicate sort of person would never have bounced back from that blaster fire!
Stylistically, Jenny prefers things that are simple and well-fitted. Most of her wardrobe seems to consist of snug tshirts and belted pants, and if you catch her in anything resembling a dress? Well, it's probably a doppleganger. She doesn't currently own any jewelry, save for a rather hard-wearing (and rather banged up!) watch on her left wrist.
Personality: Jenny is outgoinging and unfailingly curious about the unviverse, and everything in it. Unfortunately, her curiousity isn't (yet) tempered with experience, and despite looking like a woman grown, she has a tendency to leap into things both feet first. It's a small mercy that she was initially born with military skills, giving her some measure of survival instinct and ability.
Not much of an academic, Jenny learns through the tactile, the immediate. In living through situations, rather than reading about them. It's more dangerous, yes, but life is just more fun when you're on an adventure!
Though she hasn't seen her father since she was only a few days old, she knows he's out there some where. And so she doesn't feel alone.
History: Originally from the planet Messaline, Jenny wasn't so much 'born' as 'created'. A genetic anomaly crafted from a stolen skin sample, and thrown headlong into a civil war she neither started, nor understood.
Just another soldier, one of many.
Or, she would have been. But it was her father's blood in her veins, and in short order, the cheeky young woman had begun to learn and experience outside of her original paramers. Truthfully, looking back on those brief days now, Jenny finds it difficult to relate-- as if it was someone else's life entirely.
After escaping Messaline shortly after her recovery, Jenny set out to see the universe. To help people, and experience everything those millions of worlds had to offer. More than just a soldier now, Jenny is bright and witty, and very much dedicated to helping those in need.
Addition Medical Information: Currently, Jenny is in the peak of health.... At least, almost entirely in the peak of health. Occasionally she does have little twinges in her right heart, usually when she's overexerted herself. Some after-effect of being shot, she's sure, though it doesn't bother her enough, or frequently, to actually convince her to seek medical opinion.
RP Sample: The planet of Krywill was perfectly nice. In fact, it was especially nice, if you were looking for peace and quiet.
Or if you were searching for one of the most ludicrously extensive markets in the quadrant.
Which seemed like a very strange combination, but the imminently sensible Krywillians' had adopted a novelly simple solution. On one half of the tiny planet was a sprawing market. With shops and stalls as far as the eye could see-- a hundred, thousand colours and scents, and people from all over the galaxy. The air was filled with raised, bartering voices, and countless currencies trading hands.
And on the other side of the planet, there was serenity. A very strictly enforced serenity, in fact. With lakes and rushing rivers, fields of purple grass spreading out towards the horizon. As far as the eye could see, to where it reached up to meet the pastel pink sky.
In fact, it seemed like a perfectly normal sort of day. The sun was sinking towards the far horizon, brilliant ribbons of fiery red streaking through the rose sky. Very pretty, in a Valentines Day card sort of palette.
That is, until the serenity was shattered by a loud whistling. Like a shooting star, all exhaust fumes and the whistle of displaced air, a tiny vessel careened wildly through the stratosphere, plummeting towards the earth.
Within her ship, Jenny cursed volubly, cringing as the cockpit lit up like Christmas with flashing lights and blaring klaxons. "I know, I know! Couldn't you do something useful, instead of just making a lotta noise?!" She protested, pulling a face as she managed to slow the descent.
Just a little.
There was a loud thud, soil and purple grass flying into the air, as the little ship crash landed. Well, she thought, as she unbuckled herself, mentally taking check for any serious injuries, "At least it's better than just a crash.."
Name: Jenny Smith
Age: 5
Gender: Female
Species: Gallifreyan
Planet of Origin: Messiline
Occupation: Traveler
Physical Description: Jenny stands at 5'2", with a build that is decidedly petite. Despite her small stature, a mixture of Gallifreyan enhanced physicality and the military training she was created with, has given her agility and strength far beyond a normal Earth human.
With pale blonde hair and eyes that are a rather nondescript shade of blue, she looks more fragile than she is. This fact is perfectly illustrated in the star-burst shaped scar on her chest, slightly to the right of centre. After all, a delicate sort of person would never have bounced back from that blaster fire!
Stylistically, Jenny prefers things that are simple and well-fitted. Most of her wardrobe seems to consist of snug tshirts and belted pants, and if you catch her in anything resembling a dress? Well, it's probably a doppleganger. She doesn't currently own any jewelry, save for a rather hard-wearing (and rather banged up!) watch on her left wrist.
Personality: Jenny is outgoinging and unfailingly curious about the unviverse, and everything in it. Unfortunately, her curiousity isn't (yet) tempered with experience, and despite looking like a woman grown, she has a tendency to leap into things both feet first. It's a small mercy that she was initially born with military skills, giving her some measure of survival instinct and ability.
Not much of an academic, Jenny learns through the tactile, the immediate. In living through situations, rather than reading about them. It's more dangerous, yes, but life is just more fun when you're on an adventure!
Though she hasn't seen her father since she was only a few days old, she knows he's out there some where. And so she doesn't feel alone.
History: Originally from the planet Messaline, Jenny wasn't so much 'born' as 'created'. A genetic anomaly crafted from a stolen skin sample, and thrown headlong into a civil war she neither started, nor understood.
Just another soldier, one of many.
Or, she would have been. But it was her father's blood in her veins, and in short order, the cheeky young woman had begun to learn and experience outside of her original paramers. Truthfully, looking back on those brief days now, Jenny finds it difficult to relate-- as if it was someone else's life entirely.
After escaping Messaline shortly after her recovery, Jenny set out to see the universe. To help people, and experience everything those millions of worlds had to offer. More than just a soldier now, Jenny is bright and witty, and very much dedicated to helping those in need.
Addition Medical Information: Currently, Jenny is in the peak of health.... At least, almost entirely in the peak of health. Occasionally she does have little twinges in her right heart, usually when she's overexerted herself. Some after-effect of being shot, she's sure, though it doesn't bother her enough, or frequently, to actually convince her to seek medical opinion.
RP Sample: The planet of Krywill was perfectly nice. In fact, it was especially nice, if you were looking for peace and quiet.
Or if you were searching for one of the most ludicrously extensive markets in the quadrant.
Which seemed like a very strange combination, but the imminently sensible Krywillians' had adopted a novelly simple solution. On one half of the tiny planet was a sprawing market. With shops and stalls as far as the eye could see-- a hundred, thousand colours and scents, and people from all over the galaxy. The air was filled with raised, bartering voices, and countless currencies trading hands.
And on the other side of the planet, there was serenity. A very strictly enforced serenity, in fact. With lakes and rushing rivers, fields of purple grass spreading out towards the horizon. As far as the eye could see, to where it reached up to meet the pastel pink sky.
In fact, it seemed like a perfectly normal sort of day. The sun was sinking towards the far horizon, brilliant ribbons of fiery red streaking through the rose sky. Very pretty, in a Valentines Day card sort of palette.
That is, until the serenity was shattered by a loud whistling. Like a shooting star, all exhaust fumes and the whistle of displaced air, a tiny vessel careened wildly through the stratosphere, plummeting towards the earth.
Within her ship, Jenny cursed volubly, cringing as the cockpit lit up like Christmas with flashing lights and blaring klaxons. "I know, I know! Couldn't you do something useful, instead of just making a lotta noise?!" She protested, pulling a face as she managed to slow the descent.
Just a little.
There was a loud thud, soil and purple grass flying into the air, as the little ship crash landed. Well, she thought, as she unbuckled herself, mentally taking check for any serious injuries, "At least it's better than just a crash.."
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