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
Funny. There was a mechanic's shop right around the corner.
Except...it didn't belong to some big mumbo muscled man with tattoos. No, no. Quite the opposite. She was a lot like Tanny, actually.
Nicola Griswold, having long since escaped from old London with Patch and Critter, was walking down the sidewalk. As per usual, she wore the large, curly wig that dropped all the way to her waist. It was a must, since they were looking for the lost boy that had escaped with Nicola's plans.
That boy that was...well...Nicola. She had several aliases, and she had to cut her hair very short for one. So, here came the gypsy, Jasmine. In her flowery little dress absolutely smeared with oil, dirt, and soot. A tool belt adorned her waist, as well as a large smile on her face.
For a long while, she was staring at the people who just ran away, and the young woman became so perplexed as to why. She approached the center of the commotion.
The gigantic man and the small girl.
Except...it didn't belong to some big mumbo muscled man with tattoos. No, no. Quite the opposite. She was a lot like Tanny, actually.
Nicola Griswold, having long since escaped from old London with Patch and Critter, was walking down the sidewalk. As per usual, she wore the large, curly wig that dropped all the way to her waist. It was a must, since they were looking for the lost boy that had escaped with Nicola's plans.
That boy that was...well...Nicola. She had several aliases, and she had to cut her hair very short for one. So, here came the gypsy, Jasmine. In her flowery little dress absolutely smeared with oil, dirt, and soot. A tool belt adorned her waist, as well as a large smile on her face.
For a long while, she was staring at the people who just ran away, and the young woman became so perplexed as to why. She approached the center of the commotion.
The gigantic man and the small girl.
Nicola's grin turned into pursed lips as both the monster and the minnie gave their eyes to her. She drummed her fingers on her belt, eyes darting from their faces to the building behind them, then at their faces again.
"Uhh...actually, I...just running errands. Didn't mean to-" She began to walk off, pointing down the sidewalk with a nervous smile. "Y'know, I didn't, uh...hey, d-do you need..." She swung her foot, mid-step, to face the pair, and instead began to walk towards them. She hesitated, staggered, and pointed to the cuffs.
"Uh...did I hear that...those needed...coming off? Because, well..." She patted her belt, looped her fingers around it, and jingled the tools.
"Yeah."
"Uhh...actually, I...just running errands. Didn't mean to-" She began to walk off, pointing down the sidewalk with a nervous smile. "Y'know, I didn't, uh...hey, d-do you need..." She swung her foot, mid-step, to face the pair, and instead began to walk towards them. She hesitated, staggered, and pointed to the cuffs.
"Uh...did I hear that...those needed...coming off? Because, well..." She patted her belt, looped her fingers around it, and jingled the tools.
"Yeah."
"Oh, well I bet," said Nicola in response to the man, approaching them one more hesitant step. She wasn't exactly afraid of him. Wary still, yes, but not afraid. She'd had her fair share of horrors while locked up in the Griswold Castle.
She gave Tanny a rather perplexed stare. "A...mall Santa?" she asked her, coming closer to them both with much more confidence than before. She inspected the cuffs closely, while still speaking to Tanny. "I think I know who Santa is, however, I don't know why he would be in a mall, of all the odd places."
She frowned at the cuffs. "I'll have to go back to my shop to check these out. Um...oh! Ah. Time of day? I'd say it's about six."
She gave Tanny a rather perplexed stare. "A...mall Santa?" she asked her, coming closer to them both with much more confidence than before. She inspected the cuffs closely, while still speaking to Tanny. "I think I know who Santa is, however, I don't know why he would be in a mall, of all the odd places."
She frowned at the cuffs. "I'll have to go back to my shop to check these out. Um...oh! Ah. Time of day? I'd say it's about six."
The setting changes from Main Street to Main Street 1
Nicola stared right back at the both of them. Her hands tightened on her belt, and she beckoned to them.
"Alright, then," she said as she turned around. "We can't do this here, though. I can't take it off without breakin' it with just what I got. Come to my shop. I'll show you." She nodded, then began to walk off.
Something about the way he was made her unafraid. Something about the way the other girl was, too. She figured that she could see things that Nicola had a hard time seeing in people, which is why she hesitated, and the other girl didn't.
But they seemed alright.
"We can say you threatened me." she said to Tanni. "And I'm Jasmine. Well, that's what you can call me. My shop's over here."
"Alright, then," she said as she turned around. "We can't do this here, though. I can't take it off without breakin' it with just what I got. Come to my shop. I'll show you." She nodded, then began to walk off.
Something about the way he was made her unafraid. Something about the way the other girl was, too. She figured that she could see things that Nicola had a hard time seeing in people, which is why she hesitated, and the other girl didn't.
But they seemed alright.
"We can say you threatened me." she said to Tanni. "And I'm Jasmine. Well, that's what you can call me. My shop's over here."
Jasmine stopped, biting her lip. "More? Or less."
As they rounded the corner, they came to a small garage. It was as messy as it gets, with a little counter in the corner that you could barely get behind because of the sheer amount of junk blocking the way. It had a rusty, old cash register right there, sitting on a few old books. The floor was littered with spare parts, tools, and dirt. On a few tables there was an engine, and right in the middle there was an aging Ford. One of the first.
"That's one brain you've got there." she said to Tanny. "It would have taken me a while to think that one up." she said to her. She looked up at them. "It can be mixed with water, so if we can break it inside a solution with that, then I think we have ourselves a safe way to get those cuffs off."
She went into the back for a moment, and there was a chorus of thumps and hollow bangs. Eventually, she came out with a large black, plastic tub that went all the way up to her waist. She ran over to right outside of the shop and pulled a rolled up hose out of a small storage shack. She hooked it up to a pipe and unwound it until she could throw the head into the tub.
"That'll take a little, so let me get all the things ready." she said. "Critter? Critter, can you get the lye?" she called out. There was a small voice from the upstairs apartment, but it was muffled and low. Jasmine must have been able to hear it, because she nodded and kept going.
"Those are some mighty large cuffs. I'm going to need something big and sharp to get them off. Or rather...Tanny will."
As they rounded the corner, they came to a small garage. It was as messy as it gets, with a little counter in the corner that you could barely get behind because of the sheer amount of junk blocking the way. It had a rusty, old cash register right there, sitting on a few old books. The floor was littered with spare parts, tools, and dirt. On a few tables there was an engine, and right in the middle there was an aging Ford. One of the first.
"That's one brain you've got there." she said to Tanny. "It would have taken me a while to think that one up." she said to her. She looked up at them. "It can be mixed with water, so if we can break it inside a solution with that, then I think we have ourselves a safe way to get those cuffs off."
She went into the back for a moment, and there was a chorus of thumps and hollow bangs. Eventually, she came out with a large black, plastic tub that went all the way up to her waist. She ran over to right outside of the shop and pulled a rolled up hose out of a small storage shack. She hooked it up to a pipe and unwound it until she could throw the head into the tub.
"That'll take a little, so let me get all the things ready." she said. "Critter? Critter, can you get the lye?" she called out. There was a small voice from the upstairs apartment, but it was muffled and low. Jasmine must have been able to hear it, because she nodded and kept going.
"Those are some mighty large cuffs. I'm going to need something big and sharp to get them off. Or rather...Tanny will."
"The only security tapes that I have are with Critter, and if police want to find him, they can try. It's impossible if he doesn't want to be found." said Jasmine, walking over to the tub. She turned off the hose and looked at the two.
"You know, for one of you being a convict and you there being a young girl, neither of you seem particularly worried." she said. She shrugged. "If we open up the cuffs in water it'll prevent splash, in the very least. Come and put your wrists in here. Tanny, you come help me bring out somethin' from the next room to get this thing open."
"You know, for one of you being a convict and you there being a young girl, neither of you seem particularly worried." she said. She shrugged. "If we open up the cuffs in water it'll prevent splash, in the very least. Come and put your wrists in here. Tanny, you come help me bring out somethin' from the next room to get this thing open."
Nicola pranced in after them, folding her arms. "Think you can do that by yourself?" Jasmine asked Tanny. She tapped her foot worriedly.
"If you don't have hands...y'know, I work in mechanical limbs, too. I, uh. I can do a lot of stuff. Build. I am a mechanic, after all, so I really wouldn't mind, if that does happen!"
"If you don't have hands...y'know, I work in mechanical limbs, too. I, uh. I can do a lot of stuff. Build. I am a mechanic, after all, so I really wouldn't mind, if that does happen!"
"Oh! Right, the lye..." She moved over behind the door, and, as he'd promised, Nicola found the bottle right on top of the counter. Critter was sure to stay out of sight for the meantime, but she was glad to know he was sticking around.
She took it back to the pool of water, and made eye contact with Tanny before pouring the stuff in, making sure she was paying attention.
Inside her mind, the girl's mind couldn't help but dwell on the man's answer. A number of things that they weren't ready to hear yet. It must have been pretty bad.
Was she ready to help criminals? A man who'd probably killed other people? The pacifist in her screamed.
She took it back to the pool of water, and made eye contact with Tanny before pouring the stuff in, making sure she was paying attention.
Inside her mind, the girl's mind couldn't help but dwell on the man's answer. A number of things that they weren't ready to hear yet. It must have been pretty bad.
Was she ready to help criminals? A man who'd probably killed other people? The pacifist in her screamed.
The setting changes from Main Street 1 to Main Street
Nicola's eyes widened, till they nearly fell out of her head and hung by her optic nerves.
"...hunting a God?" she asked him, moving closer to the man. "But that's blasphemy. Though I am a...scientist, of sorts...my understanding of gods is...well..." She twiddled her fingers. "Aren't they supposed to be...immortal? Undefeatable? I mean, they're gods."
"...hunting a God?" she asked him, moving closer to the man. "But that's blasphemy. Though I am a...scientist, of sorts...my understanding of gods is...well..." She twiddled her fingers. "Aren't they supposed to be...immortal? Undefeatable? I mean, they're gods."
Nicola watched as he left, fingers lacing together. She leaned forward onto the tips of her toes and fell back down onto her heels. She rocked back, and inflated her cheeks with air. With her lips slightly parted, she let it out.
"Well, then." she said, eyes drawing themselves over to Tanny. "That was quite, em...an experience, don't you think? What an odd man, but not unlikable, I would say. I do hope he will be alright. Challenging a god can be an awfully tedious experience that takes far too much effort. It's a world far, far too foreign from my own. I'm happy with just my shop and just building things, I'd think."
"Well, then." she said, eyes drawing themselves over to Tanny. "That was quite, em...an experience, don't you think? What an odd man, but not unlikable, I would say. I do hope he will be alright. Challenging a god can be an awfully tedious experience that takes far too much effort. It's a world far, far too foreign from my own. I'm happy with just my shop and just building things, I'd think."
That put such a smile on Nicola's face.
"Oh, would you really? It's difficult to find anyone at all who's interested in speaking about anything other than violence and fighting!" The pacifist was ecstatic. "Oh, why don't I treat? Today has been exceptional, and I never have taken a long enough time to...get out." She ran into the next room for one of her many credit sticks and ran back out.
"Shall we?"
"Oh, would you really? It's difficult to find anyone at all who's interested in speaking about anything other than violence and fighting!" The pacifist was ecstatic. "Oh, why don't I treat? Today has been exceptional, and I never have taken a long enough time to...get out." She ran into the next room for one of her many credit sticks and ran back out.
"Shall we?"
The setting changes from Main Street to Abingdol Falls
Nicola was incredibly happy.
After all that hubub in London, she had returned to Terra, only to find out that her shop had been ransacked. She had gathered her things, then relocated.
To Pramia.
Just the port had her blown away. Her curly black hair and her skirts bellowed in a passing wind that had her stumbling down some stairs...
Outside. In Pramia.
The whole city was like home. Like home and better. Instead of London, she saw somewhere alien, but beautiful and familiar at the same time. It was not the streets she was familiar with, but the machines, the people, the style, was everything she had imagined, and it bypassed her expectations by a mile. She breathed in the sweet air with her skinny arms lashed out to her sides, a broad grin on her face. Though she had a large suitcase in her hand, and a hefty backpack on, she spun in a circle, laughing to herself.
"Miss, is there something wrong?" asked a high, but masculine voice in England's posh accent. "I have not heard that laugh in an age."
Crawling over her shoulder was a small mechanic spider with long, spindly copper legs and googly eyes.
After all that hubub in London, she had returned to Terra, only to find out that her shop had been ransacked. She had gathered her things, then relocated.
To Pramia.
Just the port had her blown away. Her curly black hair and her skirts bellowed in a passing wind that had her stumbling down some stairs...
Outside. In Pramia.
The whole city was like home. Like home and better. Instead of London, she saw somewhere alien, but beautiful and familiar at the same time. It was not the streets she was familiar with, but the machines, the people, the style, was everything she had imagined, and it bypassed her expectations by a mile. She breathed in the sweet air with her skinny arms lashed out to her sides, a broad grin on her face. Though she had a large suitcase in her hand, and a hefty backpack on, she spun in a circle, laughing to herself.
"Miss, is there something wrong?" asked a high, but masculine voice in England's posh accent. "I have not heard that laugh in an age."
Crawling over her shoulder was a small mechanic spider with long, spindly copper legs and googly eyes.
Humid.
Kyle Edwards adjusted the collar of his shirt to let a wisp of air flow down his chest. He leaned against the railing at the end of a receiving dock. With a breath of the hot air he glanced over the rail, down at the ocean several thousand feet below the Airship port.
"Should be any second now..." He muttered quietly to himself with a look at the watch on his wrist.
The contact was supposed to arrive with the package via an airship all the way from Terra...He always wondered what that place was like. Tourists always claimed it was a terrible, war-torn place, but it couldn't be that bad if people still lived there, right?
Kyle Edwards adjusted the collar of his shirt to let a wisp of air flow down his chest. He leaned against the railing at the end of a receiving dock. With a breath of the hot air he glanced over the rail, down at the ocean several thousand feet below the Airship port.
"Should be any second now..." He muttered quietly to himself with a look at the watch on his wrist.
The contact was supposed to arrive with the package via an airship all the way from Terra...He always wondered what that place was like. Tourists always claimed it was a terrible, war-torn place, but it couldn't be that bad if people still lived there, right?
The young gypsy girl began to trot, though she was wobbly and unbalanced. The suitcase in one hand and the oversized backpack she carried was almost too much for her. She was striding right past a young man, the creature on her shoulder fretting and scolding her to slow down, when her boot slipped onto the ground. She nearly smashed right into him, and she thought she had, turning around dangerously on one foot to address him.
"So sorry!" the young gypsy cried, hands clapping over her mouth. "I really must watch where I'm going! Are you quite alright? I didn't mean it, I swear!"
"So sorry!" the young gypsy cried, hands clapping over her mouth. "I really must watch where I'm going! Are you quite alright? I didn't mean it, I swear!"
"Ahaha! A little!" said Nicola. "More like this is the first time I've ever landed here!" She let the wind blow her hair over into her face. With a giggle, she brushed it back out. There was a huge grin on her face, her cheeks so high that her eyes closed.
"I really love it already! It's like home, but...it's not like home. It's like a dream." she told the boy. The little mechanical spider on her shoulder stared at him.
"I really love it already! It's like home, but...it's not like home. It's like a dream." she told the boy. The little mechanical spider on her shoulder stared at him.
Kyle eyed the machine on her shoulder with some serious curiosity.
"I guess I know what you mean..." Kyle mumbled, trying not to seem too distracted. the spider had intrigued him, and he really wanted to learn more about it...
"I know! I have something I have to take care of right now, but how about later I give you a proper tour of Abingdol Falls?"
"I guess I know what you mean..." Kyle mumbled, trying not to seem too distracted. the spider had intrigued him, and he really wanted to learn more about it...
"I know! I have something I have to take care of right now, but how about later I give you a proper tour of Abingdol Falls?"
"That's fine! I've got reservations for a room and everything!" said Nicola, peppy as she often was. "Is there anywhere I could meet you? Perhaps sometime in the evening? Space travel tends to make someone sleepy! I'm not sure if you'd call it jet lag. I'm-" She looked away. Oh, crap! What was the name of this alias?
"-Jasmine!" That's right, Jasmine! "Nice to meet you!"
"-Jasmine!" That's right, Jasmine! "Nice to meet you!"
"Pleasure meeting you Jasmine. I'm Kyle Edwards." He gave a slight bow, sweeping one leg behind the other.
"Perhaps we could meet by the fountain in Newman Square? Around seven would work swimmingly with me. I have some business to take care of here before I can hope to get some free time....work never is very considerate you know?"
"Perhaps we could meet by the fountain in Newman Square? Around seven would work swimmingly with me. I have some business to take care of here before I can hope to get some free time....work never is very considerate you know?"