Nicola, Young Engineer
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: English
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 120 Ibs
Appearance:
Usually, one would see Nicola as a pretty young woman, head dressed in a mess of long black curls, skin a dark tan, and brown eyes bright and smiling. She also wears dresses that drop right above her ankles. They are usually layered, laced, and wildly decorative. Upon her head usually rests a pair of brass goggles, keeping her bangs out of her face.
However, this is what she wants you to see.
Equipment:
- A Tesla Pistol, the newest model available that she has built herself. As Tesla's often do, it fires a bolt of electricity instead of a bullet. She often has a spare hidden.
- Spring Shoes, which, true to their name, are shoes with powerful springs in the heel, assisted by a flat piece of metal below it and a winding mechanism to increase how high she is able to jump.
- Critter, who is her companion. He is a small, clockwork AI that carries the resemblance of a spider. His thin, wispy, delicate legs allow him to skitter on the sides of buildings and upon the ground with unnerving speed. He is mostly harmless, and is usually used to record conversations and gather important information.
- The Umbrella, which, in fact, is also an invention of Nicola's. It is not an ordinary umbrella, of course: when activated by a button near the top, it becomes a handheld helicopter, of sorts.
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Nicola 'Soot' Griswold
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Abingdol Falls
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Moonscar
Description
So begins...
Nicola 'Soot' Griswold's Story
They might have heard the sigh that came from above as they inched forward to look upon the small marks. They might even have seen the small drop of clear liquid that dropped right in front of their faces. It could have easily been water collect from the stalactite. Easily.
But then again, there did not seem to be too much of that in this certain cave.
But then again, there did not seem to be too much of that in this certain cave.
A scratching sound was heard as the robot hoisted up the small being that had the glowing eyes. How strange those were, not that they could judge. If they looked up toward the stalactite, they would see the image of a very slight, skinny young girl dressed on copper-colored clothing with a long, brown braid folding over her shoulder, holding onto what looked like a long bronze pole that sprouted legs to curl around and attach to the large formation. The girl's brown eyes were large in fright, and she was frozen tot he spot.
"...well, then."
"...well, then."
"No, no, don't need help, ah..." the girl stared off at them, brow quirked. Why did she decide to rid herself of the getup here? They could have been Griswolds! Though...they seemed a little too strange to be Griswolds. They liked to stay normal, mostly. Well, at least they seemed to be...alright. She twisted the handlebars to the pole she was holding onto, then dropped to the floor. She bounced once, revealing the pole to be a rather advanced Pogo Stick. The robotic legs retreated into the base. The girl, very carefully, got off of the contraption. At a glance, one would see the intricate design of her outfit, which was just a pair of shorts and a loose shirt with a mantle, but it was obvious they were glorious at one time...just stained with oil and dirt and food.
"Ah...who are you?" she asked, looking up the large machine and the little girl. What an odd pair! At once she wanted to take that robot apart to look at what was inside. "My name is...Jasmine."
"Ah...who are you?" she asked, looking up the large machine and the little girl. What an odd pair! At once she wanted to take that robot apart to look at what was inside. "My name is...Jasmine."
The girl looked both the robot and the little girl over again, then assessed the situation once over in her mind. "Ah," she said to Kallyin as she introduced them. She nodded her head and placed her hands onto her hips, the Pogo caught between the loop in her arm. There were others, too? Oh, dear, dear...
"I'm not afraid. Just didn't think there would by anyone else down here...a-aren't you going mad? I mean, I'm pretty sure I was already mad to begin with, but can't you feel it too? The pressure? The...the...scary things around? Shadows and whatnot?" There was an accent in her voice. A slight bit of British, possibly more posh than it ought have been.
"I'm not afraid. Just didn't think there would by anyone else down here...a-aren't you going mad? I mean, I'm pretty sure I was already mad to begin with, but can't you feel it too? The pressure? The...the...scary things around? Shadows and whatnot?" There was an accent in her voice. A slight bit of British, possibly more posh than it ought have been.
"Ohhh, so there are many, many, many more..." she expecting maybe one or two. Here, she got three. Not so much more than she expected, but it was still a good amount. Five here, and one of her. Hmm. If they really were not as friendly as they portrayed themselves to be, then how would she get out of something like this? She surveyed the large, well-built fellow. Hugely built, actually. He had a gun. She was sure to tuck her tesla deep within her belt. She did not want to seem hostile herself, now...
"Well, there might be more than you think...I dunno. It's different here. There's something strange about it." She smiled up at the five, trying to make a pleasant first impression. "Hello! I'm Jasmine. Who...whoa re all of you, then?"
"Well, there might be more than you think...I dunno. It's different here. There's something strange about it." She smiled up at the five, trying to make a pleasant first impression. "Hello! I'm Jasmine. Who...whoa re all of you, then?"
"Well, nice to meet you all! Ah...mind if I ask what you all are doing here?" Nicola certainly knew what she was doing, but...this odd group? She couldn't tell even a bit. What reason would they have to explore such a depressing cave? She shuffled on her feet and sighed, looking up nervously. Archer, Saerine, Cammen, Dimitrius. All strange in their own way.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
"Oh, well, I suppose that makes sense. Lots of sense, actually. He was...chasing something? What kind of...thing? Not something huge and absolutely horrendous, right?" I really hope not, said Nicola in her mind, surveying the group. Right. So her alias was Jasmine. Jasmine, Jasmine...remember that, Nicola. Try not to forget. Or else you'll be down in the ditch with a thousand maneating clockworks. She smiled wryly, crossing her arms as they chatted among themselves.
Then Archer asked her own purpose. Nicola froze. She thought for a moment, then raised a brow. Why was she here again? Oh! Oh, now she remembered, there it was! "I was exploring," she said quickly, grinning, "But I'm afraid not for long. This place has a hard way with people..."
Then Archer asked her own purpose. Nicola froze. She thought for a moment, then raised a brow. Why was she here again? Oh! Oh, now she remembered, there it was! "I was exploring," she said quickly, grinning, "But I'm afraid not for long. This place has a hard way with people..."
"Fear? Oh, fear! Sure, I might stink of it," in a swift motion, she sprinted to Cammen and leaned over, "Doesn't mean I'm lying now, does it?" she retreated just as quickly, shrugging her shoulders. Sure, she was a bit afraid, and she'd been a bit nervous because she had gotten lost, as well, but all was good now. There was a bunch of people that were...going to the exit, right? Yes, sure. She believed that. She wouldn't go mad here after all. Lucky find!
She had to think that...
She looked to Kallyin and grinned, setting the end of the Pogo onto the ground. "I quite like you you, Kallyin, Archer. You see? I'm not a bad person." She was not admitting the fact that she was lost, however...
"So. Do you all know where you're going? Exit, right?"
She had to think that...
She looked to Kallyin and grinned, setting the end of the Pogo onto the ground. "I quite like you you, Kallyin, Archer. You see? I'm not a bad person." She was not admitting the fact that she was lost, however...
"So. Do you all know where you're going? Exit, right?"
"Well, you should be worried anyway! Such a big cave is hard to come by! And these formations take hundreds of years to be made! You really aren't thinking of blasting them away, are you?!" The girl seemed worried. She took her goggles from atop her head and pulled them in front of her eyes. "I really hope you ain't gonna do too much damage..."
A triumphant happiness passed across Nicola's face as the group stated that she was allowed to follow. The grin was so wide, in fact, that it almost literally seemed to go from one ear to the other. "Well, that's just wonderful! Of course I'll tag along...the more the better, right?" Yes, yes, and you can free me because I'm absolutely lost!
Nicola stepped back one, twisting a gear at the side of her goggles, which caused the very center to twirl like smoke. It was actually something that allowed her to 'map' out things in front of her like a rough drawing. Almost like echolocation, just badly done. "Well?" she said, looking back and sincerely feeling bad for whatever creatures might have lived in there. It was a disappointment, wiping out things that took an age and two to create. "This is it, right?" She awaited the explosion.
"Kinetic plasma cannons!?" exclaimed the young girl, eyes shooting as wide as saucers as the gun fired. Her long braid might have been knocked back in her amazement. She even let out a long "Ohhhh!" as the beams were fired. She took her goggles and moved them up to her forehead. This is what happens when you put a steampunk engineer in front of modern than modern laser-type things. She was frozen in complete awe.
"...me?" she said, breathless. "Up first?" She walked forward, Pogo in hand, legs unsteady. "Eheheh...sure...sure."
"...me?" she said, breathless. "Up first?" She walked forward, Pogo in hand, legs unsteady. "Eheheh...sure...sure."
Nicola nodded, walking forward and looking up to 'Big Brother'. Hesitantly, she lifted a hand and planted it into the robot's, bracing herself for the sudden lift. Not like she did not spend enough times around robots...of her own invention, that is. She had no idea who or what this one was implanted with! He could have a murderous streak for all she knew! "Alright. Ready." Not.
'Home in'? What did this mean? Come in? Come over? It must have. With the context she put it in, of course that's what it meant! Right? Right. When the little girl welcomed her, she grinned, blinking up at the sky. "Well, it's certainly nice to be back! All that...pressure is certainly gone now. Yup, I do believe this is better. Affirmative." she said, looking down at Kallyin. She'd taken to the kid already.
Home, hmm? Nicola wondered just what kind of home these people might have come out from. She shifted her goggles and lifted them to her forehead. Her brow was wet with sweat, and she rubbed her sleeve across her skin to rid herself of it. Then came the shadow and the...holy clockwork angels!
...was that an airship?
Nicola's eyes took on that huge, wide-eyed, amazed expression once more. She inhaled air slowly, reminding herself to breathe. As it landed, yet another robot came out, one with more of a liking to her own time. She gazed at him, transfixed. Robots...robots...she loved robots!
...was that an airship?
Nicola's eyes took on that huge, wide-eyed, amazed expression once more. She inhaled air slowly, reminding herself to breathe. As it landed, yet another robot came out, one with more of a liking to her own time. She gazed at him, transfixed. Robots...robots...she loved robots!
"Hm? Oh, nonono! I'm just a bit, ah..." she scanned the steam machine, arms limp at her sides, "...astonished, I suppose." She walked toward the ship, looking around and analyzing anything she thought was important to her. Then, the mention of something hostile coming towards them caught her full attention. "Something dangerous? Do you think it's very dangerous? I certainly hope it is not..."
"I was really hoping you weren't all going to leave me behind," mumbled Nicola, only noticing then that they were referring to her. She was not used to this new persona. She was always Nicola up until recently. She needed to stick to Jasmine, she decided. She followed them onto the ship, blinking slowly. She hoped they deposited her close to her workshop. It was often a drudging walk, trying to figure out in winding paths of Wing City.
"What? Um, alri-" before she could speak further, she was grabbed and pulled, working her skinny legs quickly to keep up. She put the thin pole of the Pogo onto a little 'sheathe' on the back so it was no longer in the way. Nicola then found herself on the deck, the air and vast landscape rushing past her as she slowly walked toward the railing. She had seen airships before but...but never had she been on one!
"Whoaaaa!" she exclaimed, and she kept going until she ran out of air. She grabbed the railing tightly as she looked down. She felt her knees get weak at the realization of just how high up they were. "This is AMAZING!"
"Whoaaaa!" she exclaimed, and she kept going until she ran out of air. She grabbed the railing tightly as she looked down. She felt her knees get weak at the realization of just how high up they were. "This is AMAZING!"
"It certainly is! I've never been so high! Not even on a mountain! Why...why...this really is momentous! Everything looks so tiny and vast at the same time! The world is both huge and small! My God, my GOD! You couldn't even begin to apprehend my stupefaction!" It certainly was a great thing for her. For years, years, did she dream of boarding an airship, but never did she believe she would actually get onto one! Why, how glorious! She didn't want to leave!
Nicola turned her head to look at Kallyin, eyes always wide, and...they barely seemed to blink since she saw the ship, as well. "There isn't anything I can't enjoy when I've barely seen anything in the world! Everything has a new surprise and...why should I bother you about your clothes? I mean, it's your own thing if you want to wrap up, right? Just like me with my mantle and ah...smaller...clothing." It was true, Nicola did not wear much, but neither did she have much to show. She was flat and skinny, looking very young, and her shirt, which was held together at the sides with buckles and snaps, stopped barely before her belly button. Her shorts were quite little, too, but then again, when one lived in a place where she needed the flexibility and the air (because running a lot got really sweaty and hot) it really did not matter that she was wearing so little. "You can tell me when you want, but I never do inquire unless it's a machine."