Valkyrie Demonia Halasian-Blackstone
Fury From the Stars
RP Credits: 20
Monetary Credits: 2000
Advancement Points: 31,000
Growth Level: 13
Skill Points: 47
Statistics
Mental: 16
Reflex: 18 (14 +4 OPS)
Proficiency: 21 (18 +4 OPS)
Melee: Rank 4 - 10 (+20 DP)
Rifles: Rank 4 - 10 (+20 DP)
Cannons: 0
Machine Guns: Rank 1 - 1 (+5 DP)
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Character Description
Age: 34
After a series of events which ultimately culminated in her death, Valkyrie has returned to Zi sporting a much changed appearance, thanks in part to the wonderful science of genetic manipulation, something also responsible for her reappearance as well.
Still topping six and a half feet in height Valkyrie has changed a great deal of her appearance, physically at least she has 'toned down', losing her hardened physique for something considerably more curvy and exotic. Gone is the body hugging environment suit and honey blond hair, replaced with long flowing tresses of thick dark gray hair, gathering into what could almost be described as a pony tail and bound, leaving Valkyrie with an almost brush like clump of hair at the tip, despite this several bangs frame her face and several streaks of blood red hair form her fringe. Her eyes had altered as well, unseen modifications were made for assorted reasons, night vision being predominant in Valkyrie's mind, however that wasn't the only thing to change, instead of the sapphire blue the woman's eyes were now a golden amber color with clearly styled eyelashes to accentuate the angular appearance.
Taking the place of a seemingly permanent scowl Valkyrie has “lightened up” considerably, and now is often seen wearing a faint mischievous smile, at times the points of lengthened canines poke over Val's lower lip in a style reminiscent of any number of Japanese animations, denoting perhaps something she finds amusing, nobody really knows quite yet.
Physically, Valkyrie has gone for a curvier look, her previous body being rather more built along the lines of a professional athlete, this time around however and with the miracle of technology, that has changed, most apparent, her skin pigmentation has been altered to give her a healthy tan and been reinforced with a biological sunscreen, the mechanics of which however is not germane to the topic at hand. Unhappy with her self-image of being “flat” Valkyrie has opted to increase the size of her bust, which considering her height might be considered too much of a good thing. This modification is perhaps the main driving force behind the change in wardrobe (and her adapted immune system).
Typically Valkyrie's new attire consists of gray leather-appearing shorts which could charitably be described as skin tight, knee high boots with an improbable number of laces (given Valkyrie is considered lazy, she often ties her laces in knots and leaves them alone, jamming her feet into or struggling to get them out of her footware, why else do you think she wore an envirosuit for so many years? It wasn't the style that's for sure.), on her left thigh is a band of this leather like material as well, its function as yet unknown. Her hands are covered with gloves of the same material and appearance, the gauntlet system replaced with a pair of bracer like attachments, still semi-permanently fused to her wrists and capable of pumping any number of compounds directly into the woman's bloodstream (Technology, ain't it grand?).
Covering her shoulders is what could best be described as a mantlet, which consists of a loose scarf of a fabric like material and more of that pseudo leather material covering her shoulders and down her back, her chest however has a considerable amount of skin exposed, not simply limited to her stomach. The outfit is capped off by what appear to be faintly shimmering fish net patterns on most of the exposed skin, how Valkyrie stuffs her modified form into the outfit is a question best left for the lips and ears of her husband, anyone else...and she is liable to put you through at least one wall.
However, as appealing as the previous outfit is, Valkyrie can't simply swan about in such a getup without attracting unwanted attention (and she definitely doesn't wish to become some idol of the masses...it's counter productive to her ends.), so this isn't the only clothing she'll wear whilst out and about.
However, Valkyrie changed, not just physically, as a result of her death, for her “cherry” resurrection Valkyrie has developed a not inconsiderable amount of emotional baggage as the result of being stabbed to death, especially considering the first thing she feels upon waking up is the blade of a knife punching into her back...repeatedly. As a result she has developed a fear of sharp knives, shaking at so much as the sight of a kitchen knife and going all to pieces if she see's a combat style knife, the fear does not however extend to knife-like weapons, or even zoid based weaponry, just the regular old steel blade. That wasn't the only change, with her revival Valkyrie has expressed the desire to commit something of herself to future generations, something that her husband may or may not have much in the way of a say if his wife decides upon it.
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Origins
Born aboard the Multi-Generation colony ship Yokohama to David and Sharon Blackstone, one a systems engineer the other a advance scout pilot.
Growing up aboard ship meant that the young Val was given a rather quick and dirty education in the ships systems, however as she approached her eighth birthday it became obvious the girl was not a technical minded person...in fact machinery tended to fail after she became involved with it which lead to a unofficial “banning” from any critical areas.
Unlike the great many of her peers Val was born to heavy world parents and during her entry into the teens caused a number of problems. Unlike their normal gravity bred counterparts heavy worlders were taller than what many would call average and were considerably stronger in normal gravity conditions.
So during her pubescent years Valkyrie shot up literally like a rocket, a common joke was that a person could sit and watch her getting taller.
However after her growth ran out of steam she now stood at a imposing six foot six inches, as tall as some of the tallest non-heavy crew, this caused Valkyrie no end of trouble with her classmates and instructors.
During her teenage years Val aspired to be like her mother, one of the famed scouts who flew ahead of the colony ship and its attached convoy, scouting out systems for possible colony sites and potential trouble.
However unlike many who didn't live aboard one of the roving convoys that planted the seeds on new worlds the actual job of the scouts came with a proviso...all of the deep space Recon ships were piloted exclusively by women.
As she entered her twenties Valkyrie participated in the next intake of potential scouts and following a rigorous battery of testing found to be a suitable candidate for the job.
However during a break from her normal duties Val's mother took her aside and explained what really happened out in the depths of the ether, yet even the most hair raising of tales failed to faze her imposing daughter.
Over the next eight years Valkyrie spent any where from six to eight months roving ahead of the fleet, returning each time to get reacquainted with friends and family, on the day following her twenty-eighth
birthday Valkyrie was given the mandatory life extension treatment, which thanks to the miracles of modern medicine would “lock” her body at a physical point for an extended period of time, for scouts this process was required as there was no telling what could possibly happen in the vastness of space.
The life extension was also the next step for a scout, following the procedure Valkyrie opted for long range missions, sometimes light years away from the fleet with no means of communication.
On one such mission to an as-yet uncharted solar system several light years off the fleets course matters came to a head.
Thus far she had escaped any number of emergencies, and finally her luck ran out.
After entering the system on sub-light drive Valkyrie's ship found itself in the middle of a meteorite swarm and after a collision with a sizable chunk of rock the crew module was jettisoned from the ship.
Over the next twenty years the module drifted inward, the computer guiding it toward an oxygen rich atmosphere. The planet was Zi.
Following a somewhat fiery planet fall into a somewhat uninspired desert (Unknown name, primary export: Sand) Valkyrie set out from the downed module in search of civilization, her heavy world genetics giving her incredible endurance in the normal gravity of the planet. After almost a week of hoofing it through the desert she happened across something that had only be spoken of as legend.
In the distance two titanic glittering beasts raged in combat, even through the boosted optics of a pair of binoculars Valkyrie was dumbfounded by the sheer size of the creatures, and just how did they gleam as they did?.
After several more days of uneventful travel she chanced across a trader who by some strange miracle spoke the galactic trade language!.
Over the course of a week she had learned the name of the planet, what the beasts were and that as far as the trader knew...no spaceflight.
However without being disheartened by the turn Valkyrie traveled as far as a small city, bustling with individuals of all shapes and sizes. However as she didn't have any money (the fact that physical currency hadn't existed in the “civilized” galaxy at large for close to six hundred years did strike home rather hard) much remained closed to her, however with a little help from she who commands fate Valkyrie managed to get herself a low paying job as hired muscle, spending much of her free time learning about the mechanical beasts the Zoidians rode.
Fury From the Stars
RP Credits: 20
Monetary Credits: 2000
Advancement Points: 31,000
Growth Level: 13
Skill Points: 47
Statistics
Mental: 16
Reflex: 18 (14 +4 OPS)
Proficiency: 21 (18 +4 OPS)
Melee: Rank 4 - 10 (+20 DP)
Rifles: Rank 4 - 10 (+20 DP)
Cannons: 0
Machine Guns: Rank 1 - 1 (+5 DP)
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Character Description
Age: 34
After a series of events which ultimately culminated in her death, Valkyrie has returned to Zi sporting a much changed appearance, thanks in part to the wonderful science of genetic manipulation, something also responsible for her reappearance as well.
Still topping six and a half feet in height Valkyrie has changed a great deal of her appearance, physically at least she has 'toned down', losing her hardened physique for something considerably more curvy and exotic. Gone is the body hugging environment suit and honey blond hair, replaced with long flowing tresses of thick dark gray hair, gathering into what could almost be described as a pony tail and bound, leaving Valkyrie with an almost brush like clump of hair at the tip, despite this several bangs frame her face and several streaks of blood red hair form her fringe. Her eyes had altered as well, unseen modifications were made for assorted reasons, night vision being predominant in Valkyrie's mind, however that wasn't the only thing to change, instead of the sapphire blue the woman's eyes were now a golden amber color with clearly styled eyelashes to accentuate the angular appearance.
Taking the place of a seemingly permanent scowl Valkyrie has “lightened up” considerably, and now is often seen wearing a faint mischievous smile, at times the points of lengthened canines poke over Val's lower lip in a style reminiscent of any number of Japanese animations, denoting perhaps something she finds amusing, nobody really knows quite yet.
Physically, Valkyrie has gone for a curvier look, her previous body being rather more built along the lines of a professional athlete, this time around however and with the miracle of technology, that has changed, most apparent, her skin pigmentation has been altered to give her a healthy tan and been reinforced with a biological sunscreen, the mechanics of which however is not germane to the topic at hand. Unhappy with her self-image of being “flat” Valkyrie has opted to increase the size of her bust, which considering her height might be considered too much of a good thing. This modification is perhaps the main driving force behind the change in wardrobe (and her adapted immune system).
Typically Valkyrie's new attire consists of gray leather-appearing shorts which could charitably be described as skin tight, knee high boots with an improbable number of laces (given Valkyrie is considered lazy, she often ties her laces in knots and leaves them alone, jamming her feet into or struggling to get them out of her footware, why else do you think she wore an envirosuit for so many years? It wasn't the style that's for sure.), on her left thigh is a band of this leather like material as well, its function as yet unknown. Her hands are covered with gloves of the same material and appearance, the gauntlet system replaced with a pair of bracer like attachments, still semi-permanently fused to her wrists and capable of pumping any number of compounds directly into the woman's bloodstream (Technology, ain't it grand?).
Covering her shoulders is what could best be described as a mantlet, which consists of a loose scarf of a fabric like material and more of that pseudo leather material covering her shoulders and down her back, her chest however has a considerable amount of skin exposed, not simply limited to her stomach. The outfit is capped off by what appear to be faintly shimmering fish net patterns on most of the exposed skin, how Valkyrie stuffs her modified form into the outfit is a question best left for the lips and ears of her husband, anyone else...and she is liable to put you through at least one wall.
However, as appealing as the previous outfit is, Valkyrie can't simply swan about in such a getup without attracting unwanted attention (and she definitely doesn't wish to become some idol of the masses...it's counter productive to her ends.), so this isn't the only clothing she'll wear whilst out and about.
However, Valkyrie changed, not just physically, as a result of her death, for her “cherry” resurrection Valkyrie has developed a not inconsiderable amount of emotional baggage as the result of being stabbed to death, especially considering the first thing she feels upon waking up is the blade of a knife punching into her back...repeatedly. As a result she has developed a fear of sharp knives, shaking at so much as the sight of a kitchen knife and going all to pieces if she see's a combat style knife, the fear does not however extend to knife-like weapons, or even zoid based weaponry, just the regular old steel blade. That wasn't the only change, with her revival Valkyrie has expressed the desire to commit something of herself to future generations, something that her husband may or may not have much in the way of a say if his wife decides upon it.
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Origins
Born aboard the Multi-Generation colony ship Yokohama to David and Sharon Blackstone, one a systems engineer the other a advance scout pilot.
Growing up aboard ship meant that the young Val was given a rather quick and dirty education in the ships systems, however as she approached her eighth birthday it became obvious the girl was not a technical minded person...in fact machinery tended to fail after she became involved with it which lead to a unofficial “banning” from any critical areas.
Unlike the great many of her peers Val was born to heavy world parents and during her entry into the teens caused a number of problems. Unlike their normal gravity bred counterparts heavy worlders were taller than what many would call average and were considerably stronger in normal gravity conditions.
So during her pubescent years Valkyrie shot up literally like a rocket, a common joke was that a person could sit and watch her getting taller.
However after her growth ran out of steam she now stood at a imposing six foot six inches, as tall as some of the tallest non-heavy crew, this caused Valkyrie no end of trouble with her classmates and instructors.
During her teenage years Val aspired to be like her mother, one of the famed scouts who flew ahead of the colony ship and its attached convoy, scouting out systems for possible colony sites and potential trouble.
However unlike many who didn't live aboard one of the roving convoys that planted the seeds on new worlds the actual job of the scouts came with a proviso...all of the deep space Recon ships were piloted exclusively by women.
As she entered her twenties Valkyrie participated in the next intake of potential scouts and following a rigorous battery of testing found to be a suitable candidate for the job.
However during a break from her normal duties Val's mother took her aside and explained what really happened out in the depths of the ether, yet even the most hair raising of tales failed to faze her imposing daughter.
Over the next eight years Valkyrie spent any where from six to eight months roving ahead of the fleet, returning each time to get reacquainted with friends and family, on the day following her twenty-eighth
birthday Valkyrie was given the mandatory life extension treatment, which thanks to the miracles of modern medicine would “lock” her body at a physical point for an extended period of time, for scouts this process was required as there was no telling what could possibly happen in the vastness of space.
The life extension was also the next step for a scout, following the procedure Valkyrie opted for long range missions, sometimes light years away from the fleet with no means of communication.
On one such mission to an as-yet uncharted solar system several light years off the fleets course matters came to a head.
Thus far she had escaped any number of emergencies, and finally her luck ran out.
After entering the system on sub-light drive Valkyrie's ship found itself in the middle of a meteorite swarm and after a collision with a sizable chunk of rock the crew module was jettisoned from the ship.
Over the next twenty years the module drifted inward, the computer guiding it toward an oxygen rich atmosphere. The planet was Zi.
Following a somewhat fiery planet fall into a somewhat uninspired desert (Unknown name, primary export: Sand) Valkyrie set out from the downed module in search of civilization, her heavy world genetics giving her incredible endurance in the normal gravity of the planet. After almost a week of hoofing it through the desert she happened across something that had only be spoken of as legend.
In the distance two titanic glittering beasts raged in combat, even through the boosted optics of a pair of binoculars Valkyrie was dumbfounded by the sheer size of the creatures, and just how did they gleam as they did?.
After several more days of uneventful travel she chanced across a trader who by some strange miracle spoke the galactic trade language!.
Over the course of a week she had learned the name of the planet, what the beasts were and that as far as the trader knew...no spaceflight.
However without being disheartened by the turn Valkyrie traveled as far as a small city, bustling with individuals of all shapes and sizes. However as she didn't have any money (the fact that physical currency hadn't existed in the “civilized” galaxy at large for close to six hundred years did strike home rather hard) much remained closed to her, however with a little help from she who commands fate Valkyrie managed to get herself a low paying job as hired muscle, spending much of her free time learning about the mechanical beasts the Zoidians rode.