Name: Piper 'Pip' Gravel
Age: Twenty-six
Role: Freedom Fighters - Second in Command
Appearance:
Imagine your average lazy, bitch punk-gal mixed with a colourful attire from a post-apocalyptic raider and you got a pretty good picture of what Piper would look like. With a lithe, slender body; The rebel's second-in-command stands just about a rough 5'7" tall, taller than most average females, and carries a small weight of 112 pounds that could only be described as bony.
Her skeletal build is covered with a rough layer of light-toned skin, the organic carpet being coloured with various scars and tattoos that are well hidden by Pip's clothing. The only markings you will notice, are the freckles that cover great portions of the gal's cheeks and nose, something that comes with the territory of her pale skin, and a small arced cut that resides right on her small chin.
Piper's oval-shaped face is covered with a medium-length, ginger hair that is kept in a messy loli-punk style, two measly tails wrapped in a steel bracelet on either side of her head, and the rest ragged and sprouting all over the place, the goggles doing nothing but just sit there for mere looks.
Any notable aspects are that Piper has a whole lot of piercings. Too many to count, in fact, but they are all in plain sight, most of them jabbed through her nose, lower lip, left eyebrow and both her ears. Still, what would stand out like a sore thumb, is Pip's mechanical left arm. An arm that, no matter how 'handy' it is, irks her to no end.
Personality:
Whoever says that Piper has an edgy attitude is putting it so very, amazingly, extremely mild. No really, the woman is known to keep a constant façade of aloofness, continuous claims to not 'give a fuck' about anything or anyone and complaining when something is asked- No, demanded from her. All the while still nodding calmly whenever the chief asks for his cup of coffee and complimentary biscuit.
Yeah, don't even try to understand the gal's inconsistent demeanour, you'll never work it out without an overly complicated flowchart that contains every teeny tiny detail that makes Piper... Well, Piper, and even then you will find yourself baffled at how it still does not fit in any sensible context.
It'd be hard to acquire Pip's trust, great shock... The only person that would come close to having her respect, is the rebel leader, and even he is kept in the dark about a good many things. Piper is hard to piece together to put it in lay terms, but you shouldn't have anything to worry about when it comes to determination to see the end of this revolution, and to get her old life back on those rusty rails...
Hobbies:
Personal Tinkering: Something that Pip will only resort to when her firearm is in need of a new tack, or just when the gal feels like beating her own re-assembling record. Whatever fits her current mood, really.
Lazy-day: Some good O'le fashioned doing bugger all, sit back and try to imagine what a passing cloud is shaped like.
Taking the Piss: Piper's equivalent (And only form.) of social interaction, and so very, very much an entertainment to subside that horrendous bore of the hour. You can't say she doesn't try to get some form of click with the freedom Fighters!
Weapons:
Nail gun:
Although a regular handgun would be more effective, Pip has completely modified hers to fire rounds of small nails since those are easier to craft from scratch. The dull-grey gun is fitted with two separate ammo slots, and retains its light carrying-weight. It does, however, relinquish the massive range and speed its original design had.
Switch-blade:
Not much to say about this tiny handheld tool. It's your average, steel switch-blade that serves multiple purposes and is never a bad thing to carry with you. You never know, right? Hell, Piper keeps it on her for that exact reason.
Skills/Abilities:
Photographic Memory: Pip has an excellent memory, and can recall almost any teeny tiny piece of detail that has been shown or said, whether she wants to or not.
Strategist: It would do the rebels well to stay two steps ahead of their adversaries. Piper, although extremely lazy to actually work them out on paper, will always have some kind of plan that would fit the current situation.
Parkour: The perfect skill to make a quick get-away or reach certain places of interest that can't be reached in a normal manner. As for Piper? It is a great way to get someplace where no-one can give her a headache.
Infiltration: More or less goes hand-in-hand with Pip's parkour skills. It really is something when you can get in-and-out without alerting anyone, no?
History:
Had she been born in more peaceful times, Piper might have been the complete opposite of who she is now. Alas, that wasn't the case, and instead she has walled herself off from any emotion and connection, her only goal; To destroy the one thing that ruined her entire life.
It was true that being a slave wasn't the most perfect life that one could have, but Piper didn't know anything safer. Sure, you had to work your ass off at things you despised and appeal to those who had destroyed the peace in the first place, but it could've been worse. They were given shelter, decent meals, and you couldn't complain about the lodging either.
The only thing the then young girl could complain about, was that her parents were always too busy to spend time with their two children. Piper's mother worked as a maid for one of those puffy bastards and his ass-hole family, and her father as a piss-boy that was forced to do despicable things, which meant they were constantly away, but that was to be the deal if you wanted to live.
It wasn't until much later that Piper had to revise her thoughts on being a slave. Now that she had gotten a good look in the actual field of work both her parents had to do, and the way they were treated and looked upon, the then teenage girl couldn't help but wonder about the outside of this pretentious gilded cage.
One unfaithful day, the shit had hit the fan and a rather gruesome fate had befallen on Piper's family that caused the death of her parents, as only she and her sister managed to escape. The months after that were spend in hiding, and taking to petty crimes that barely managed to sustain two mouths.
However, it didn't take their former owners long to find their escaped slaves and planned to execute them on the spot, a scene that still burns greatly within Piper's mind...
After that, the woman found herself on a sick bed, her left arm replaced with a mechanical one and her sister gone from her side. Instead, she was greeted by the leader of the infamous Freedom Fighters, and was offered a place in the resistance to help end this oppression...
Age: Twenty-six
Role: Freedom Fighters - Second in Command
Appearance:
Imagine your average lazy, bitch punk-gal mixed with a colourful attire from a post-apocalyptic raider and you got a pretty good picture of what Piper would look like. With a lithe, slender body; The rebel's second-in-command stands just about a rough 5'7" tall, taller than most average females, and carries a small weight of 112 pounds that could only be described as bony.
Her skeletal build is covered with a rough layer of light-toned skin, the organic carpet being coloured with various scars and tattoos that are well hidden by Pip's clothing. The only markings you will notice, are the freckles that cover great portions of the gal's cheeks and nose, something that comes with the territory of her pale skin, and a small arced cut that resides right on her small chin.
Piper's oval-shaped face is covered with a medium-length, ginger hair that is kept in a messy loli-punk style, two measly tails wrapped in a steel bracelet on either side of her head, and the rest ragged and sprouting all over the place, the goggles doing nothing but just sit there for mere looks.
Any notable aspects are that Piper has a whole lot of piercings. Too many to count, in fact, but they are all in plain sight, most of them jabbed through her nose, lower lip, left eyebrow and both her ears. Still, what would stand out like a sore thumb, is Pip's mechanical left arm. An arm that, no matter how 'handy' it is, irks her to no end.
Personality:
Whoever says that Piper has an edgy attitude is putting it so very, amazingly, extremely mild. No really, the woman is known to keep a constant façade of aloofness, continuous claims to not 'give a fuck' about anything or anyone and complaining when something is asked- No, demanded from her. All the while still nodding calmly whenever the chief asks for his cup of coffee and complimentary biscuit.
Yeah, don't even try to understand the gal's inconsistent demeanour, you'll never work it out without an overly complicated flowchart that contains every teeny tiny detail that makes Piper... Well, Piper, and even then you will find yourself baffled at how it still does not fit in any sensible context.
It'd be hard to acquire Pip's trust, great shock... The only person that would come close to having her respect, is the rebel leader, and even he is kept in the dark about a good many things. Piper is hard to piece together to put it in lay terms, but you shouldn't have anything to worry about when it comes to determination to see the end of this revolution, and to get her old life back on those rusty rails...
Hobbies:
Personal Tinkering: Something that Pip will only resort to when her firearm is in need of a new tack, or just when the gal feels like beating her own re-assembling record. Whatever fits her current mood, really.
Lazy-day: Some good O'le fashioned doing bugger all, sit back and try to imagine what a passing cloud is shaped like.
Taking the Piss: Piper's equivalent (And only form.) of social interaction, and so very, very much an entertainment to subside that horrendous bore of the hour. You can't say she doesn't try to get some form of click with the freedom Fighters!
Weapons:
Nail gun:
Although a regular handgun would be more effective, Pip has completely modified hers to fire rounds of small nails since those are easier to craft from scratch. The dull-grey gun is fitted with two separate ammo slots, and retains its light carrying-weight. It does, however, relinquish the massive range and speed its original design had.
Switch-blade:
Not much to say about this tiny handheld tool. It's your average, steel switch-blade that serves multiple purposes and is never a bad thing to carry with you. You never know, right? Hell, Piper keeps it on her for that exact reason.
Skills/Abilities:
Photographic Memory: Pip has an excellent memory, and can recall almost any teeny tiny piece of detail that has been shown or said, whether she wants to or not.
Strategist: It would do the rebels well to stay two steps ahead of their adversaries. Piper, although extremely lazy to actually work them out on paper, will always have some kind of plan that would fit the current situation.
Parkour: The perfect skill to make a quick get-away or reach certain places of interest that can't be reached in a normal manner. As for Piper? It is a great way to get someplace where no-one can give her a headache.
Infiltration: More or less goes hand-in-hand with Pip's parkour skills. It really is something when you can get in-and-out without alerting anyone, no?
History:
Had she been born in more peaceful times, Piper might have been the complete opposite of who she is now. Alas, that wasn't the case, and instead she has walled herself off from any emotion and connection, her only goal; To destroy the one thing that ruined her entire life.
It was true that being a slave wasn't the most perfect life that one could have, but Piper didn't know anything safer. Sure, you had to work your ass off at things you despised and appeal to those who had destroyed the peace in the first place, but it could've been worse. They were given shelter, decent meals, and you couldn't complain about the lodging either.
The only thing the then young girl could complain about, was that her parents were always too busy to spend time with their two children. Piper's mother worked as a maid for one of those puffy bastards and his ass-hole family, and her father as a piss-boy that was forced to do despicable things, which meant they were constantly away, but that was to be the deal if you wanted to live.
It wasn't until much later that Piper had to revise her thoughts on being a slave. Now that she had gotten a good look in the actual field of work both her parents had to do, and the way they were treated and looked upon, the then teenage girl couldn't help but wonder about the outside of this pretentious gilded cage.
One unfaithful day, the shit had hit the fan and a rather gruesome fate had befallen on Piper's family that caused the death of her parents, as only she and her sister managed to escape. The months after that were spend in hiding, and taking to petty crimes that barely managed to sustain two mouths.
However, it didn't take their former owners long to find their escaped slaves and planned to execute them on the spot, a scene that still burns greatly within Piper's mind...
After that, the woman found herself on a sick bed, her left arm replaced with a mechanical one and her sister gone from her side. Instead, she was greeted by the leader of the infamous Freedom Fighters, and was offered a place in the resistance to help end this oppression...
