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Mika L. Cheyenne

"Let's do this, then."

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a character in “Savage Evolution”, as played by NethanielShade

Description

Mika L. Cheyenne
"I'm not like everyone else. Not all Neco's are heartless, bloodthirsty, killers. Maybe if they had the intellegence they say they had, they'd see the good in humanity."







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Here is my shell


Nicknames/status/
She goes by all three of her names, and uses them as aliases. Mika Lilith Cheyenne. She also goes by Cheye sometimes.

Neco or Sapien
Homoneco (Also, you wrote Neko, it's technically Neco. Plus Neko means cat in japanese.)

Sexuality and relationship status
Bisexual, and single. But she isn't lovey-dovey, she does like riding solo.

Age
17

Gender
Female




Long live the human heart!



Personality
She is a calm young woman who keeps a reserved demeanor in front of most people. She shows polite interest in every topic, even if she is not particularly interested. She can be rather talkative and does, at times talk a lot. Especially if she's happy or excited. If she were to feel unpleasant, her voice deepens slightly and she grow cold in her expression. Her answers and statements would grow even shorter and have a bit of resentment, but cross her correctly and you'll get a heated argument. On the other hand, if she were to feel pleasant, she would be slightly more enthusiastic and use gestures when she speaks. She would relax a tiny bit, and maybe a true smile would be revealed. She can be very distant towards others, yet people love to test her wits and cleverness, since she have a lot of both. Her cool attitude may intimidate others, but she really is a good-natured person. Doing good deeds is hard, however, and she usually just does whatever is best, even if it might not be right. Once she has accepted you as a person, she would be as loyal as one could be, but never betray her, because you might never have her trust again. To sum it up in five words, pampered, headstrong, smart, slightly bored.

Gifts and skills
If anything, Mika would definitely be the techno geek of the team. She is skilled with her sword, but she's also a skilled tactician. More than all, she's good at tech, building technology, creating programs, and hacking. She is a big-time hacker.

Fears and weaknesses
She isn't much of a fighter. She can put up with a fight or two with her weapons at disposal, but against a highly trained fighter she'd stand no chance. She's scared for her life in this twisted, messed up world, even though she's like you to think she's tough. She is also scared of spiders. Yes, she got arachnophobia.

Weapons and Armour.

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Sword: Her sword is badass. Titanium blades with fragile plasma-electronic insides that are protected by bullet proof glass. The sword works as a traditional sword, excepting a few things.
• The sword, however decieving the picture, is 6 feet long.
• It is super light, weighing only about 5 pounds.
• Yes, the blades are hovering from the mail hilt. The plasma acts as a seeker from blades to hilt. The blue on the blades act as a super strong magnet-like seeker that try to keep it stuck to the hilt, but the squares right under them are powerful magnets keeping them at bay. This isn't only for aesthetics.
• By pressing the center blue button, it will release the pull of the plasma seekers, causing the magnets to launch them at high speed (Around 20 mph). Each time the center is pressed, it releases a new blade starting from the smallest to the largest one last. Of course, these do have to be retrieved. That can be easily done by running your finger in a circle in the blue center, causing all seekers to turn back on and go back to the blade. (Depiction showing how it works can be found here.)

Pivot Blade (Hidden Blade): She keeps a custom made hidden blade with a meal gauntlet, as a secondary/hidden backup weapon. It consisted of a retractable blade in conjunction with a protective bracer. As such, the blade can be discreetly extended or retracted. It also pivots and can be held as a dagger, hence the name, and upon rotating it detaches. (Click the "Pivot Blade (Hidden Blade)" to see a picture.)

Scout Armor: Light and mobile, the scout armor houses an advanced scanning suite. The suit itself is much more mobile than the standard suit, and the power suit has increased 'muscle' on the legs, allowing for faster sprints. Unfortunately, the scout armor is also the least armored of the variants and can be damaged much easier. The suit comes with a kinetic shield generator, producing a small, thin static field around the armor that acts as a shock absorber. This can absorb impact from bullets, resulting in them being less damaging and can also help if falling from a high place. It takes a few seconds to charge up, and it is NOT a force field. It is fragile, can be broken, and doesn't stop bullets all the way only muffles the impact.
She also doesn't have her helmet with the armor. She never liked it, she left it behind.

NeuroHeadset: She keeps this turned off most of the time. But when she turns it on, it's a small headset/glasses that connect to her electrical brain signals. She can search thing and much more with her mind. But it doesn't show up in her eyes, in her vision. No, a floating blue screen made of plasma energy appears in front of her, where she can do many tasks. It's very touch sensitive, and transparent. If you've no idea what I'm talking about, look at this and this. Or just google "Holographic Screen."



Back tracing my steps...



History
Mika had played as a hacker in the war, for the last 2 years. She would hack into the Sapien's easy technology and disable them, send fake messages, and so on. But after seeing the cruelty her kind did against the Sapiens, she started to resent her race and help the Sapiens.
She was only about 10 years old when that had happened. Like a Necos, she had been superbly smart, practically a prodigy, and she was a techno wiz. That is why she was able to do all this at a young age. But ever since the war has ended, she's spent her days looking for any Sapiens to help. So far? No luck. None at all.



Other

Theme Songs
Biohazard - Downlink
Radioactive - Imagine Dragons

So begins...

Mika L. Cheyenne's Story

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It was quiet. No, quiet would be an understatement... It was eerily silent, a lack of noise so thick you could feel it. It was like walking through syrup.
Yet, she was there. A lone girl walked through the woods, making no sound. She wore a light armor made of a skin-tight material colored black. The fabric was very resilient by the looks, and there was black metal armor pieces attached to the fabric where needed, such as shoulder pads, a full chest piece and torso piece, shin guards and thigh guards, and segmented hand guards, all colored a dark jet-black. She wore no helmet, but she wore a headset that just looked like simple glasses.
The girl tossed her shadowy raven hair, her purple-blue irises scanning the scenery, pupils dilated given the melancholy shade from the trees. It was a gloomy sight. The girl had a strange silver-blue blade attached to her back, and a metal wrist-gauntlet on her right hand only.
The girl slapped a bug that had landed on her face. Was she far enough out? She looked around. Yes. She had entered the forest to lose the enemy. The Necos, her family and friends, had discovered she no longer served the Necos. She had also figured out they had a tracking device on her. She kneeled down on one knee and flicked her wrist back. Shiiing. Instantly, a foot-long blade shot from her wrist. It would have been very deadly if her hand was close enough to hurt anything. She flicked her wrist back a second time. The blade unlocked, and she used her middle finger and index fingers to push against the side of the blade. The blade rotated, going from parallel to her arm to perpendicular.
Without stopping, she slashed across her left palm and yelped in pain. She had prepared herself, but there was only so much you could do. There was now a 7 cm cut from under her thumb to the bottom of her last finger, her 'pinky.' Instantly she reached in the cut, and pulled out a small metal chip. She did it fast, because the longer she would have dug around the more pain it would've caused. She threw the thing in a nearby bush and instantly bolted away. The blade had retracted, but she was still bleeding profusely. She kept her hand closed, as to not leave a blood trail for them to follow. She also tried stepping lightly, and stepping where the ground was harder and not as soft to avoid leaving prints.

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She ran now, she ran as fast as she could through the woods, this dense forest.She had gotten far enough away that her tracks wouldn't matter. No one could follow. She no longer clenched her hand, as it caused pain. She just ran, arms pumping, legs working, feet stomping. She moved into the sprint, body twisting slightly with the momentum of each step.
And she tripped.
If someone else had seen it, it would have been a rather pathetic sight. She tumbled, scraped herself, received small stinging cuts all over, and lost a sufficient amount of skin from the knee. She ended up on her back, and slowly sat up. She sat there in pain. She did nothing, but stare softly at the ground and breath shallowly. Eventually, she turned her hand over and looked at the cut. It was deep, and was the worst injury on her body, so she was relatively ok from the fall. But the gash had dirt in it now. Mika wasn't a clean freak, she wasn't a girly girl, but she was worried about infection. She sighed and slowly stood up. Infection? Like she'd get one. She was a Neco, after all... But still. This time, she continued on her way at a much slower pace. She even limped slightly from the pain in her now-scraped knee.

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Ace squirmed as he watched the black liquid that once bound the girls wrists crawl back up towards Ember. He found it completely terrifying and disgusting, wrinkling his nose in horror. However the blonde made no comment and plucked some bandages, healing ointment, energy pills and other very useful items from the cupboard before throwing them at Gabriel.

The white haired male began to speak but was quickly silenced by the horrific gunk that Ember slapped across his mouth. Ace had no idea why exactly she had done such a thing, but it sure was funny. He let out a rather 'anime boy' sounding laugh which continued until his rib cage stung with pain.

"There's no...clan nearby?"


"Clan or no clan, there is always someone wanting to kill you. I am guessing you have realized that though..." He said with a soft tone, pointing to her bloody arm. "Chill, Gabriel will get you fixed up. Nobody is going to hurt you here unless you pull some kind of stunt." He told Owlsa, a thin grin growing on his lips. "You look like the mischievous type..."

Ace turned to his window, his pupils suddenly catching a hold of a figure in the bushes. He wondered if someone had followed after one of his 'friends', waiting in the shrubbery for a attack. He swallowed hard before scooping up Sophia and turning to the group. It was better safe than sorry after all. "I am just going to check something...I will be right back, follow me if you must but make sure she gets cleaned up."

The runt ran out into the near by woodland, eyes watching the low and rather uneven movements of the stranger a fair distance away. "I am armed!" The blonde simply called out, though his bow was not raised quite yet. He did not wish to start a fight.

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Gabriel & Marishka & Ember


"Chill, Gabriel will get you fixed up. Nobody is going to hurt you here unless you pull some kind of stunt." Gabriel rolled his eyes and picked up the healing ointment, and then stared at the energy pills for a second. He was silent with the whole black gunk on his face but he was thinking of all the insults he'd throw the Man-boy once his mouth was free. Gently probed her arm, making sure the bone was not broken or harmed in any way. Gabriel smoothed the ointment over and in her wound, not exactly knowing how the ointment stuff worked. Once that was over he, he placed a bandage around her entire arm, making sure it wouldn't fall off.

Marishka stayed silent. The entire exchange was very hard for her to really comprehend. She never met anyone from the whole "Clan" world. Except for the tall, dark and very pale stranger her father met once. That event had only happened when she was about three days old, so she really didn't remember that.

Marishka shook her head to herself, and began to hum a tune to calm her nerves.

Ember followed Ace outside. She watched the black figure, went back inside gave Gabriel her compound bow and took his twin swords. When she was back outside, she was standing beside him, twirling the swords slowly, as if awaiting someone's death.

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((I'm guessing your ooc part of the last post with the Reprobate, Luna, was directed at me? Very well.))
Mika Lilith Cheyenne



It had been around ten minutes from the fall, until she spotted it. Ten minutes of limping in stinging pain, dripping blood from knee and hand, as the cool air stung every cut and cooled every bruise on her beaten body.
Then she found the cabin.
She didn't want to approach it as she wasn't too sure about human interaction at the moment. Plus she didn't want to be offered their help. But curiosity got the better of her, after all no one just ignores a cabin whilst in a forest.
She limped to the cabin, which was still pretty far away, but held herself as high as she could.
"I am armed!"
She jumped at the voice, then realised there was two figures standing a ways away from her. The jump had actually frozen her with shock momentarily and she fell rather ungracefully to the ground. As a result, she let out a small yelp.
Great. Now they'd know she was here. Or maybe they had already seen her and were yelling at her. Either way, she would definitely be detected now. It made it all the more worse that she was weak and injured. Armed, yes, but that mattered not. She kept her pivot blade, attached to her metal gauntlet on her right hand, ready just in case.

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"You know Ember, there is no need to twirl your swords like that. Its a little bit...intimating. Not that I personally am complaining..." The blonde stated in a silky, suggestive voice, before catching her glare and lowering his face. "Sorry...I guess that was not really needed," He muttered, lips not managing to hold from curling into a grin.

The figure tumbled to the ground as he called out, clearly wounded and not fit to fight. Ace headed towards the stranger, Sophia held tightly in his grasp. He came across a young woman, laid upon the ground, clearly not wanting the attention they were giving her. "We won't harm you unless you as for it...Will we Ember?" He stated heading closer, though at the same time still remaining his distance. "State your physical state, who you are with, and why you are here...Of course your name if you are wanting to get all friendly." He could not keep a stern tone of voice, Ace was just too happy with the company in his Cabin and currently by his side. Though he would not call them friends, they were the closest thing to it.

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Ember Wolfe

"You know Ember, there is no need to twirl your swords like that. Its a little bit...intimating. Not that I personally am complaining..." Ember stopped twirling her blades. "Sorry...I guess that was not really needed," She watched the black figure and as Ace got closer, she moved closer, placing herself between Ace and the stranger. From past and present observations, she knew that Ace had little combat experience. It would therefore be easier and safer for her to be the one to engage their... guest in close quarters combat. Funny how she instantly thought of Ace as... Not a friend, Ember didn't need friends, but an ally and that his cabin was... Not a home, but a headquarters if need be.

The mere thought of fighting and killing someone else made the dullness in her face fade. Her usually dull eyes sparkling like gleaming emeralds. Her long brown hair suddenly glossy and silky looking. The deadness in her body was gone. She looked like an avenging warrior goddess. There was a raging fire in her jewel-like eyes, and it was being stoked by the weakness in the stranger. Just like a cat responding to a darting mouse.

Ember was very... Alive at the moment.

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As Ember stepped forward, Ace swallowed hard causing his adams apple to bob uneasily in his throat. She looked like a completely different being; her stance was tall, confident and powerful. The Panther had awoken inside her bored body and began to rise again. The brunette looked stunning he had to admit, but to dangerous for her own good. The blonde slowly crept towards her, like dancing along the surface of a minefield.

At first Ace thought that she was simply hungry for bloodshed, but after a short while of wondering a idea shot into her mind. Was Ember protecting him? The thought was just too familiar. It seemed like something that....Jennifer would have done. "Please..." Ace found himself unable to speak to his ally in a stern voice; he was no leader. "Don't do anything irrational,"

"I'm fine. I'm alone. And I'm on the run."
"My name is Cheyenne."


Blondie managed a light smile and stepped forward, though maybe he was a little too quick to judge someone, he was pretty sure she was not lying. "Hear that Ember? Alone." He tried to sweet talk Ember away. "My name is Ace, this is Ember. Are you sure you are alright?" He asked, sounding very much like his younger softboy self. It seemed that things never change.

"And I don't mean any harm to anyone."
"Do you know how far we are from the city?"


"We are not here to harm you either..." Ace hoped that was the case anyway, but he was accompanied with a unpredictable brunette. The blonde tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, seemingly in deep thought. "You are neither far or close I guess. Just keep walking west...Could be a while upon foot though."

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POST COMBOOOOOO!

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Ace Tyrant


"City? What's City?"
"I apologize, my companion and I have to leave, immediately."

Ace tilted his head in a childlike manner, blue eyes narrowed with confusion. “Why? What’s so important about the city?” He asked, watching Embers expression light up with realization, opportunity, or fear; he was unable to comprehend what exactly had caught her attention though. “Why are you even here if you don’t have a clue where you are…Hey! Listen to me!” The brunette began to head back to the cabin in a hurry, and with a wave of hand ordering the stranger to remain where she was, he followed after her. “I’ll come back, just…wait. I’ll help you.”

The blonde’s steps were clumsy as he ran, but it kind of matched his appearance and personality. It was almost as though Ace had been plucked from a book, what with his perfect blonde-hair-blue-eyed-boy looks and naïve heart. He reached the house and found both her and her white haired companion Gabriel had already left. As cruel as it sounded, he felt abandoned. The assholes had left without a single explanation. Exactly like Jennifer.

He turned to Owlsa with a sigh, stroking the blonde strands from his eyes. “I’m guessing they did not say anything before they went.” He paused, pressing a finger to his lips and deciding what to do next. “How about we rest here for a while and then follow after them to the city? a steady walk of course. Though it is up to you of course.” Ace waved a hand for her to follow him back out in to the forest before reuniting with Cheyenne.

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(I have messaged Shade, if she/he does not reply soon we will have to move on. Though I hope that does not happen :c Lol I keep getting confused where people are. I guess it is kind of my fault. Everyone expect Owlsa is outside, and Owlsa is inside watching. I fucked up lol. Just respond to anything.)
Ace Tyrant


"Who did you find, Brother?"

Marishka spoke, catching his attention and so he turned to her with his usual soft and bubbly grin. "Oh Hello...Sister?" The youth blinked, deciding not to questions her odd nickname for him. In fact he found it kind of sweet. "This is Cheyenne. Hey! Stop!" He shouted sternly, before reaching out and swiftly grabbing her knife hand. Ace then realized she was joking and released her slowly, eyes sarcastically wide with a glare that said 'What the hell do I do with you?'

SLAM.

Ace turned towards to noise to find a white blurr entering his cabin. Of course he registered the being to be Gabriel but with the mood he seemed to be in and the young girl still inside, it made the blonde dash towards the house. "Hey! HEYY!!!..." Owlsa reacted badly twirled into a defensive position, a stance that Ace knew off. His mind automatically clicked to the odd feral creature thing that he and Jennifer had "befriended" once, though the man mainly just creeped him out. Ace decided it would not be best to speak up about this and so let the thought settle in his mind.

The male then pounced towards him, face furious and hot with anger. Ace flinched as Gabriel drew his spear, letting out a quiet moan of fear as it stopped just before his neck. However, after that he managed to swallow his panic and replace it with disgrace. The blonde grabbed the weapon by the part just before the blade and held it steady so he could not force it forward to slit his neck. "What the hell?..." He spat. The fact that Gabriel had just turned on him like this for no reason was not courageous, just rude.

"What are you doing, Gabriel?"

Ace kept his head forward, but his pupils turned to Ember, softening as he met her expression. She clearly knew as much of what was going on as he did. "Seems your friend here does not like me! Any idea why? Cause I don't."

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Owsla

The urge to run was hot with owsla, to be quick and potentially trap them in the cabin running through her mind. She watched at Ace fought of the intruder, but started to to sneak around behind them. She watched the cold woman closely, moving into a small hiding spot where she could jump out and on her if need be.

This was her reality. Neco rage and hostility, tension anywhere and anywhere. Even to the point where she could crave the air with her knife. She started to mutter to herself, her hand shaking with a cocktail of rage, fear and uncerenty. "Om tare tuttare ture savah...om tare tuttare ture savah...." repeating the phrase under her breath as she shifted a bit to see.

Something about this woman...still rubbed her the wrong way.