LENOX JUNE GIBSON, NINETEEN
*a character in the roleplay,
"a lethal companion"*
"a lethal companion"*
An over emotional yet extremely talented assassin that finds herself alone most nights.
LENOX'S CURRENT APPEARANCE:
Name: Lenox June Gibson
Age: Nineteen
Hair Color: Black, with a couple areas dyed pink
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5'6
Birthplace: New York, NY
"What are your stand out personality traits?" I ask her with a slight smile. I try not to make sudden movements, I can tell that she's watching me intently. Though I don't pose as a threat, she can't be too sure.
"I never really thought about that... I think most people would be surprised by this answer... but I'm pretty damn sensitive. I cry at everything... never put a Disney movie on in front of me. I'll cry start to finish." She offers an awkward smile, clearly embarrassed.
"Hell yes. Hell fucking yes. No one really knows me, no one knows what I look like, they just know that I'm a girl. That alone makes me less of a threat to people. I have to carry myself in a more... masculine way? Though I am physically feminine, it's not hard to carry yourself like a man." Lenox nods, as she pulls out a cigarette from her leather jacket pocket. Placing it between her plump lips, she lights it. While taking a long drag, she awaits my next question.
"Do you ever get mocked by your targets?" With that question, she bursts out laughing, cigarette smoke escaping her. She looks at me as if the answer is so obvious.
"Yoka, the amount of times I've been laughed at is disheartening. But let me tell you, seeing some of these men squirm with their throats agape is the most satisfying thing ever. Misogynistic scum." Lenox shakes her head, looking away, clearly recollecting the times she had been disrespected.
FOX, LENOX'S MOTHER
DECEASED.
DECEASED.
WESLEY GIBSON, LENOX'S GUARDIAN
DECEASED.
"I didn't really know my mom. I was six when she passed, and the moments I had spent with her were incredibly pleasant. She killed herself." She purses her lips as she puts out the cigarette, "That's when Wesley came in. He threw me straight into the fire. Fuck, he sucked so bad. Genuinely, as a human being, he fucking sucked. If it weren't for him, I think I'd be normal. I'd hope, heh. Wesley was a sad man, killing gave him purpose. It was an escape from his boring life. He was tortured inside. The tortured soul that he had went straight to me. He sunk his claws into me and turned me into a killing machine. I loved him. I loved him so much... but killing him set me free. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Are you kidding? I have severe PTSD, and raging Borderline Personality Disorder. Not only am I a murderer, but I'm also a fucking nutcase. Thanks Wes." Her smile was wide. A toothy smile really fit her.
"I'm sorry you went through that... On a little bit of a lighter note, do you work with anyone?"
KEMISTRY, EIGHTEEN, HACKER.
Lenox's smile falls into a grin, she looks away, "Yeah, I do. This guy... He's a year younger than me. He helps me locate people. His internet persona is Kemistry. He lives in New York as well, but that's all I really know about him. The way we found each other is a long story... Though I am computer savvy, he makes my job so much easier. I will say, I've tracked him down once... I sat across from him on the subway, but I don't think he knew it was me. It's funny- he flirts with me so confidently through text, but once I saw him in person, I had to laugh. All I'll say is, he is not the most intimidating. But shit, he's super fucking smart."
"How many scars do you have?"
"Four. One going from the side of my neck down to the center of my chest, another one across my lower back, one on my side, and then another one on my thigh. The scars on the side of my stomach and on my thigh are gunshot wounds. The other two are from knives." Lenox begins tapping her foot, "Are we almost done with this? I gotta go."
"Yes, sorry! Last few questions, then you're free to go. How many tattoos do you have, who are your favorite musical artists, and do you have any pets. I believe you have a furry friend!"
JENI, LENOX'S CAT.
"Uh, I have like... Seven tattoos I think? They're all little ones on my arm. I don't listen to music often, but I do really love M.I.A. She's badass. And I do! I have a Balinese kitty named Jeni. She's my world," With that, Lenox stands, "It was fun Yoka, but I've got to go. See ya!"
And just like that Lenox June Gibson disappeared.
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NOTABLE EVENTS THAT HAVE
TAKEN PLACE DURING THE ROLEPLAY
"Uh, I have like... Seven tattoos I think? They're all little ones on my arm. I don't listen to music often, but I do really love M.I.A. She's badass. And I do! I have a Balinese kitty named Jeni. She's my world," With that, Lenox stands, "It was fun Yoka, but I've got to go. See ya!"
And just like that Lenox June Gibson disappeared.
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NOTABLE EVENTS THAT HAVE
TAKEN PLACE DURING THE ROLEPLAY
- Lenox was beat for the first time since Wesley's death (four years ago) 02/05/2022
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