"This world will live on forever... life is immortal, as is death. I cannot stop it... but I find I must enjoy every storm." (Infiltrator)
Joy's face is definitely pretty, pale skinned perhaps set around the more "European" influences. Dirty blond hair that is shoulder length, unkempt other than a red satin ribbon to tie it back to keep from getting in her way. Her eyes are emerald, but have a certain murky-water quality to them, hiding their true intentions seemingly at all times. Her features are sharp, cat-like perhaps, with a very intellectual feel about it.
Her body is that of a athlete, but does not stand out much from the strippers that grace Omega, further allowing her to fit in to most situations with relative ease. Her chest is ample, her body slender, giving her a appealing appearance, but ultimately forgettable with the hundreds of other pretty women out there, somewhat making her unnoticeable, blending in plain sight.
She wears a variety of clothing, mostly keeping her identity a secret by appearing perfectly normal. Armor and weapons merely make you stand out in a crowd, and the best killers are those who walk right beside you. She is drawn, however, to expensive jewelry and more expensive clothing.
In combat, she prefers to wear a cloak with a hood to cover up most of her features. Her skin-tight black and grey armor is to help her blend with the dark surroundings of most environments, allowing her to be somewhat unnoticeable. This mix also makes it difficult to place a direct shot on her, as the loose clothing belays the actual size of the combatant.
A romantic person at heart, she tends to think in illogical ways, trying to find beauty in all things. She views her work as something that needs to be done, but only for the inspiration it brings, not the action of actively removing "evil" from the world. She is fully aware she is nothing more than a symbol, but finds a strange kind of pride in that.
Very reserved about herself, but always ready to offer a hand to a freind, she is something of a motherly figure, offering quiet strength and confidence in exchange for trust. Her nature does not fit a killer, but often times she slips into sadistic moments, clearly enjoying bloody battles with a kind of lust usually reserved for Krogan. She feels as if something much break free from inside her, to become like the monster the legends think her to be.
Weapons:
The "Clover" revolver: A silenced weapon nick named for its 4 chambered design, the "Clover" loads heavy thermal cartridges, but has a longer effective range than most conventional heavy pistols, as well as extreme power. Its downfall is that it requires each chamber to be reloaded manually, which can take considerable time in a direct fire fight. Ammunition can become scarce as most normal thermal clips have to be modified in the field to the work with the gun, which is extremely difficult under pressure.
The weapons power does well against armor and organics, but due to the older design, stand no different than most heavy pistols to shields. A excellent weapon to pick off those whose shields are low, as the survivablity of being hit with such a weapon is extremely low, or used at very quarters where shields become inactive.
Combat Knife: Simple tool that is rather long, to make sure that no matter what guts you are spilling, be it human or Krogan, you are doing sufficient damage.
Flash Bang Grenade: Perfect tool for escaping bad situations or incapacitating large numbers of enemies, this in conjunction with Tactical Cloaking work well for constantly harassing a group of enemies, often times picking easy targets to allow Joy the upper hand.
Armor: Wearing light armor with a high shield rating, but extremely low durability. However, it is adapted to the Infiltrators class of cloaking, allowing her and any nearby objects within about 5 feet to become almost invisible, allowing her to take the time neccessary for shots. In the field she uses this to retreat and load her weapons, or for her shield to charge.
Due to its older design, it can also draw power from the shielding to run its Cloaking, and it can be used in trade off for emergency use, longer duration, or shorter cool downs, as shields recharge much faster than cloaking. It is clearly a gamble, toying with your life at the cost of being nearly invisible for longer periods of time.
Tools: Basic Omni Tool, mostly just for description, hacking, and communication abilities, and lacks the powerful "Live Combat" techniques of a skilled Engineer. However, it can be used to "listen in" on conversations and record people from far distances, giving her a edge when gathering information.
Skills:
Marksmanship: Long hours of practice and plenty of live targets have given the woman a increased edge when taking shots. Every shot has to be precise, especially due to the limited weapon capacity. The breathing is perfect, the nerves are steady, and the focus absolute.
Physical Conditioning: Training herself to be much stronger than the average human, she has focused much on making sure she is athletic enough for any situation. Mostly, this applies to her mobility, able to run long distances quickly and much more longer than most. This helps her survive by running away from a situation and activate the cloaking. She tends to react more quickly to things happening. If a stranger jumped around a corner and scared her, she would most likely be moving at the same time from pure reflex.
Survival Instincts: Reliable "Six Sense" on upcoming events, her "funny feelings" often pay off extremely well. Ultimately, though, she knows how to survive in any situation, a training instilled in her as keeping alive the legend was far more important anything else she would encounter.
Close Quarters Combat: Trained in a style dedicated to grappling a opponent in a attempt to disarm them, most of the techniques are set around gaining a weapon, or go to the ground to choke her victim. Many of these techniques follow through with a knife, trying to take down a opponent while they are grappled.
Stealth: Able to blend in effectively in a crowd, or seemingly disappear from any situation, the women has practiced the art of staying away from detection.
The woman who calls herself Joy is a mysterious figure, one of secrets and legends. Simply put, there are so many stories about the woman on the backstreets of Omega that it is difficult to differentiate fact from fiction, the two becoming so intertwined as if they were star struck lovers caught up in a moment of heated lust.
It is said that the young woman is a ghost of a beautiful human exotic dancer who had been falsely murdered in the constant gang violence tearing apart Omega, and rose from the beyond to take vengeance upon the world on all who take their violence upon the innocent. The tale, however, existed long before Aria had taken over the corrupt station, and even now people half-joke about the legend, saying "If your not careful, Joy will get you."
The truth, however, is perhaps less exotic, but to understand it we must go back to the beginning of the tale. It was not the ghost of the woman told in the tale, but her twin sister, who of course looked remarkably like her. Choosing to bring death upon those responsible, she forged the legend through her own, simple deeds. However, finding killing suited her, if out of the sake of "justice", she begun to make a profession out of her action. Her life was that of a sadist, vigilante, judge, and executioner, and Omega's streets were stained red.
Her daughter soon took up the trade, creating more stories, that this ghost was supernatural, able to be at two places at once. Generation after generation took up the task of battling Omega, killing only to keep this legend alive, and keep fear in the hearts of criminals, dissuading those foolish enough consider that path with their killings. Even upon killing the elder "Joy" anouther remained, proving immortal and immune.
The current "Joy" is the product of several centuries of violence passed down lovingly from the parent to child, working to preserve one singular legend that seems to be the only bit of hope truly left for Omega. Disciplined in finding information, even sometimes falsely thought to be a agent of the Shadow Broker, she has a way of finding anyone with relative ease. Her skills are set to be devastating and discreet, training extensively in various manners of warfare. Most importantly, she is trained to survive anything... and forever keep up the legend.
However, she is infertile, and is looking at, for the first time in their history, recruiting a outsider to become the next "Joy". If failing that, she seeks one last chance to do something good for Omega, and perhaps even the world.