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ranaravel

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Just a dumb place for my characters to be logged. Always a WIP.


Note
A bit about character creation, and how I view this. I honestly don't mind if your character is made up of just a few lines of text. I also don't mind if your character has an extensive character sheet. The only thing that really matters is whether they are real to you. Personally, I enjoy writing a little sheet for my characters, just so that I can keep track of their plots, plans, skills and personality. My plan is to detail them below, and keep track of their storylines in this thread.
Character Storylines
Sadly, nothing yet 🥲
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Character Idea No. 1
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  • Physical
    • Height : taller than average, but not a towering giant
    • Weight/build : Neat, trained physique - not a bodybuilder, not a scrawny wretch
    • Eyes/hair/skin : She has hazely-green eyes. PC has wavy hair that is mainly honey-blonde, with the faint suggestion of red-headedness. Her hair is often tied back into either an elaborate plait, or clipped back into a ponytail, or covered with a hat. Her skin is pale, and pallid
    • Physical marks/deformities : She has a small diagonal scar on her neck on the lefthand side, caused by an errant blade
    Mental
    • Likes : the hunt, a good conversation by the fireside, her dog Youns
    • Dislikes : magic, wishy-washy characters, philosophers
    • Sexual preference(s) : women & men
    • Habits : cracking her knuckles
    Skills
    • Proficient at : analytics/spying, running, dagger/sword skills, hunting with Youns
    • Average at : playing the flute, small-talk, torture/threats
    • Not skilled at : cooking, horse riding
    • Terrible at : relaxing
  • Player Character history here
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SSANYA

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  • A short, slim, dark-haired woman who loves and embraces death. She can transform into a sandwinder snake. Loves a good wine, warm places, and the companionship of women. Had a lover once but was permanently separated from them after turmoil in her adopted hometown. Ssanya has come to believe that her ex-lover is dead.

    She was a wanderer for a long time, but now longs to settle down once again, and create some roots.


    (Ssanya is ported over from elsewhere - I want to develop her character in different stories, so she's in somewhat of a weird place as she has no development here, but she exists fairly solidly in my mind. Maybe she'll never leave my mind... Maybe she'll act as a template for another character in a different setting... Either way, she's here for the now.)
  • Physical
    • Height : average, bordering on short
    • Weight/build : Ssanya is slim, and though not muscled she has a certain underlying strength built into her from years of travelling
    • Eyes/hair/skin : She has dark brown-black eyes, speckled with the lightest hint of amber. Her hair is long, down to her mid to lower back, very straight and dark brown. Her skin is tan.
    • Physical marks/deformities : She has no visible deformities, and only a couple of faded scars on her legs
    Mental
    • Likes : wine, warm places, learning, death & ritual practices
    • Dislikes : most men, small talk, overly confident people
    • Sexual preference(s) : women
    • Habits : sighing,
    Skills
    • Proficient at : survival, as she is used to travelling by herself. Hunting with a bow, knife, or in snake form. Swimming.
    • Average at : studying, writing, running, cooking, brawling
    • Not skilled at : dancing, flirting, small talk
    • Terrible at : singing/music, leadership
  • Ssanya was born in the desert to a large family. She was a middle child, and usually kept herself to herself. She was raised amongst snakes, and like the rest of her kind developed the ability to shift into human form during middle to late adolescence. She had always felt a close affinity to death and the other side, though she always knew not to seek death but merely to study and observe it. Her mother encouraged her curiosity, reasoning that it would be prudent to have a wary respect for death, considering the harsh environment they lived in.

    As she grew older, she longed to leave the nest. Ssanya left her family behind, and began her travels. She found a place to settle down for a time, a place full of knowledge and mystery. Here, she met Madeira, and the odd duo grew close. Ssanya realised that she was in love. However, events unfolded, and chaos ensued. As the city structure crumbled, she lost Madeira in the escape. Ssanya went on to travel alone, but her heart had grown closed, and weary.

    After a time, she found herself in a new land, and here her adventure continued...
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WIP​

Character Idea 2 : Flora

Flora discovered consciousness 2 years ago. When she first opened her eyes as a sentient being, it was as if she was born anew. Language, basic skills, all these came as second-nature. But although she knew that she must have been built by someone, the identity of that person remains a mystery to her to this day. She had no memory of her past self, no memory of where she was, and no memory of what her purpose was. She found herself adrift in space in a tiny bubble of a spaceship. It appeared she'd awoken because the solar panels that made up her skin had received enough sunlight to power her up. For almost two years, she drifted silently in space, unable to do anything but reside in her own head, and try to pilot the dead ship. She tried everything she could think of to awaken her memory-bank. She tried to signal for help, tried to fix the broken ship she found herself in. Nothing she did worked. Driven mad with a consciousness that she couldn't do anything with, she finally figured out a way to power herself down, expecting never to wake again.

Some unknown time later, she awoke again to the whistling of wind, and the blaring of an alarm she thought was dead. Her bubble ship, once silent in space, now appeared to be hurtling towards a very real-looking ground. Flora could do nothing but watch with alarm as the ship crash-landed, gouging a deep chasm in the dusty earth. Finally, the ship came to a standstill. Parts of the ship lay strewn behind her for metres and metres. Her body was broken. Her beautifully crafted legs were completely destroyed. Nevertheless, she had enough energy to begin fabricating new ones. It took time, and a degree of guesswork, but she managed to craft herself new legs out of her broken ship. With cautious hope, she left the crash site, and began to venture out into the world, looking for anyone who could help her.

Flora is an android. Her original skin is made of solar panels, and thus her skin from the waist up is a blue-ish black that glints in the sunlight. She is bald, her original designer apparently thinking she didn't need hair. She doesn't really look female other than the design of her facial features. From the waist down, the precise and elegant design of her body gives way to a hodge-podge of parts, bolted and fashioned together in a sturdy yet abstract way. Burnished metal blends with fragments of ship, and clanks gently as she moves. She constantly carries a small can of oil salvaged from a duct, and uses this sparingly to stop the worst of the squeaking of her metal parts.

Flora is sociable, and an extreme people-pleaser. She longs to be useful above anything else, and wants to find a place for herself. She's also overly trusting, naive... but to counter this, she is also incredibly hardy, and doesn't feel physical pain.

ALISONNE (Sonna)

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  • Sonna grew up on a generation ship, the Solemn Ocean. The ship was built by a small settlement of humans, that came from a moon circling a twin-planet system, somewhere in the far-flung galaxy. Their home was not a comfortable place, and due to the gravitational forces of the twin system, it was also gradually being pulled apart. The ship was built as a small component of a larger fleet of ships, each designed to last a few generations, and to be sent out in search of a new home. Some of the fleet were also due to return, bringing the data home to the settlement, and to guide them to their new home.

    The Solemn Ocean was one of those ships. She was designed to carry up to approximately two generations worth of scientists and supporting crew, as they navigated their way through uncharted space, searching for the perfect planet to settle. However, it was not to be. Whilst exploring an anomaly, the ship unknowingly developed a virus that corrupted its navigational controls. Five days later, the ship broke up in the atmosphere of an unknown planet. The crew of the Ocean were entirely unprepared. Most died in the turmoil, or were cast adrift in empty space. Some survived the crash, only to die of their injuries. Sonna was one of the lucky few to survive.

    To say that she was surprised to discover that the world she found herself on was already inhabited was an understatement. She and the remaining crew began gathering all they could from the wreckage of their ship, determined to locate the source of the siren call, pinging away its location somewhere on the planet.

    Sonna is a scientist, first and foremost. Her principle study is the quantum world, although she has an amateur interest in biology too. Growing up amongst scientists has led her to become a fiercely introverted woman, with little social skills, but a keen interest in the study of the world around her. She values her scientific instruments over people, even more than her own health, and would do anything to protect them. She is fairly tall, with lightly tanned skin, curly chestnut hair pulled back into a practical ponytail, and startlingly green eyes. She is 30 years of age, with an intermittent yet persistent cough that just won't seem to shake itself. If you were to try to categorise what her voice sounds like, you might say she sounds vaguely French.
  • Physical
    • Height : fairly tall, but wouldn't be classed as a tall woman
    • Weight/build : Sonna is quite slim, and not muscled or well-built. She is a typical scholar, in that she doesn't care much for exercise
    • Age : 30
    • Eyes/hair/skin : bright green eyes, curly chestnut hair (often pulled back into a bushy ponytail, a pinned back with barettes), lightly tanned skin with a smattering of freckles
    • Physical marks/deformities : none
    Mental
    • Likes : science, getting into the nitty gritty, gaming
    • Dislikes : stupidity, most people, getting things wrong
    • Sexual preference(s) : bisexual
    • Habits : clicking her tongue
    Skills
    • Proficient at : studying, most physics and especially quantum physics, brainstorming, inventing
    • Average at : survival skills, biology, ...
    • Not skilled at : chemistry ...
    • Terrible at : text here
  • Player Character history here
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