Post by GraveMakker on May 11, 2009 23:05:48 GMT -6
Name: Dr. Felicity Gonoro
Nickname(s): GraveMakker
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Affiliation:Repoman
Personality: Gravemakker is cold and uncaring. She has to be to be in the line of work she is in. She acts very mechanically when she works, because if she didn't, she would find herself crying in a dark room every day.
She is a genius when it comes to human anatomy, which is why she had earned a PhD at the age of thirteen.
Family: Mother: Deceased; Father: Unknown
Character Likes: GraveMakker likes the outside. She likes dark clothing and bright hair dyes. She also enjoys operating.
Character Dislikes: She hates people who don't respect her just because of her age.
Appearance or Pictures: Gravemakker is pale, as if she hasn't been in sunlight for years. For her main job, she either wears a full-body black outfit complete with mask and gloves that can easily be washed off with a hose. For her secondary job, she lets her white-blond hair down. Currently, it has a blue tint to it due to her most recent dye job. Her rather voluptuous chest is encased in a leather corset that ends slightly above her hips. She wears tight leather pants and lace-up boots to complete the look. She tends to wear colorful make-up and black or blue lipstick.
Background: Felicity grew up in a world dependent on transplants. Organs soon began failing all over the place, until GeneCo. came up with the solution. They started loaning organs, as it were. But if you couldn't pay up, then they were repossessed.
Repomen are the people who come and repossess your organs. Felicity is one of them. Codename: Widowmakker. She's good at what she does and, to a certain extent, even enjoys it.
But she was not always Widowmakker. She was once the daughter of a woman, who raised her daughter with a kind but firm hand. But when Felicity's full potential was realized, her mother knew there was no way she could afford it. But along came GeneCo. They offered to have her train under the best surgeons in the world so long as Felicity stayed with GeneCo. throughout her career. Being naive, both of them agreed to the contract and so at the age of nine, Felicity began her training.
Then one day, Felicity found out about her mother's terrible secret. Her mother was addicted to surgeries, and by proxy Zydrate. She managed to keep her mother satisfied with a few easy plastic surgeries, but soon her mother begged her for more.
She started going to graveyards and taking the organs of the dead. Soon, many of her mother's friends began finding out what she was doing and began coming to her for cheap surgeries. She was twelve then, and very close to obtaining her PhD.
She began gathering more and more organs, offering surgeries to those who could pay. One day, she came home to find that her mother had been trying to opporate on herself and ended up bleeding out. She was saddened to discover this and used most of her surgery money to pay for her mother's funeral.
When she finally returned to the office, she explained to her boss that she felt she would provide better service as a Repoman, not a GenTern.
Her boss agreed. She became Widowmakker.
Now she scourers the streets, looking for her next repossession--and her next source of organs...
Roleplay Sample:
(From a RP on SC)
"You can run, you can hide, but I will always find those who hide from Widowmakker!" a voice called, well more sang.
A man fell from a freshly made hole, landing on the bodies. He scrambled to his feet, a few bodies shifting under his weight as he tried to run over the unsteady ground. He slipped, scrambling on hands and knees as if he was terrified of something.
From the same hole an figure fell, dressed in all black. The figure was shorter than the commonly known Repoman and was obviously female.
She seemed to glance at the bodies, but her main target seemed to be the man who was crawling away from her as fast as he could.
She walked over to him, steadier on the dead bodies because she really was in no hurry. A scalpel was in her hand. "Hush, hush. Widowmakker will make a new widow as quick as can be," she murmured, catching up to him and pulling him back by his leg.
He screamed and tried to struggle, but she quickly silenced him with a thrust of her scalpel to his heart. Then she pulled out a Zyringe and began to fill it, quietly humming to herself. She then began to cut him open to retrieve his liver.
Nickname(s): GraveMakker
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Affiliation:Repoman
Personality: Gravemakker is cold and uncaring. She has to be to be in the line of work she is in. She acts very mechanically when she works, because if she didn't, she would find herself crying in a dark room every day.
She is a genius when it comes to human anatomy, which is why she had earned a PhD at the age of thirteen.
Family: Mother: Deceased; Father: Unknown
Character Likes: GraveMakker likes the outside. She likes dark clothing and bright hair dyes. She also enjoys operating.
Character Dislikes: She hates people who don't respect her just because of her age.
Appearance or Pictures: Gravemakker is pale, as if she hasn't been in sunlight for years. For her main job, she either wears a full-body black outfit complete with mask and gloves that can easily be washed off with a hose. For her secondary job, she lets her white-blond hair down. Currently, it has a blue tint to it due to her most recent dye job. Her rather voluptuous chest is encased in a leather corset that ends slightly above her hips. She wears tight leather pants and lace-up boots to complete the look. She tends to wear colorful make-up and black or blue lipstick.
Background: Felicity grew up in a world dependent on transplants. Organs soon began failing all over the place, until GeneCo. came up with the solution. They started loaning organs, as it were. But if you couldn't pay up, then they were repossessed.
Repomen are the people who come and repossess your organs. Felicity is one of them. Codename: Widowmakker. She's good at what she does and, to a certain extent, even enjoys it.
But she was not always Widowmakker. She was once the daughter of a woman, who raised her daughter with a kind but firm hand. But when Felicity's full potential was realized, her mother knew there was no way she could afford it. But along came GeneCo. They offered to have her train under the best surgeons in the world so long as Felicity stayed with GeneCo. throughout her career. Being naive, both of them agreed to the contract and so at the age of nine, Felicity began her training.
Then one day, Felicity found out about her mother's terrible secret. Her mother was addicted to surgeries, and by proxy Zydrate. She managed to keep her mother satisfied with a few easy plastic surgeries, but soon her mother begged her for more.
She started going to graveyards and taking the organs of the dead. Soon, many of her mother's friends began finding out what she was doing and began coming to her for cheap surgeries. She was twelve then, and very close to obtaining her PhD.
She began gathering more and more organs, offering surgeries to those who could pay. One day, she came home to find that her mother had been trying to opporate on herself and ended up bleeding out. She was saddened to discover this and used most of her surgery money to pay for her mother's funeral.
When she finally returned to the office, she explained to her boss that she felt she would provide better service as a Repoman, not a GenTern.
Her boss agreed. She became Widowmakker.
Now she scourers the streets, looking for her next repossession--and her next source of organs...
Roleplay Sample:
(From a RP on SC)
"You can run, you can hide, but I will always find those who hide from Widowmakker!" a voice called, well more sang.
A man fell from a freshly made hole, landing on the bodies. He scrambled to his feet, a few bodies shifting under his weight as he tried to run over the unsteady ground. He slipped, scrambling on hands and knees as if he was terrified of something.
From the same hole an figure fell, dressed in all black. The figure was shorter than the commonly known Repoman and was obviously female.
She seemed to glance at the bodies, but her main target seemed to be the man who was crawling away from her as fast as he could.
She walked over to him, steadier on the dead bodies because she really was in no hurry. A scalpel was in her hand. "Hush, hush. Widowmakker will make a new widow as quick as can be," she murmured, catching up to him and pulling him back by his leg.
He screamed and tried to struggle, but she quickly silenced him with a thrust of her scalpel to his heart. Then she pulled out a Zyringe and began to fill it, quietly humming to herself. She then began to cut him open to retrieve his liver.
