Post by raflle on Jan 23, 2017 3:24:06 GMT
This is my first character here! I'm always open to criticism or ideas to improve my characters and drawings if anyone has suggestions ^-^
Name: No official name, some call her "Eeya" because that's a pretty common noise she makes
Species: Some kind of a mutated vulture
Age: 22
Gender: She/Her
Colors: pale, greyish skin, with darker red-brown feathers on the back of her head and around her neck. Her nails would be lighter if they weren't absolutely filthy. She usually wears a large, stained cloak over her body. Even she doesn't know what all the stains are (it's probably for the best). All of her colors are relatively desaturated, save for her eyes- they almost seem to be glowing? Probably just some harmless radiation from the green water she's been drinking.
Height/Weight: 4 foot 09 inches - 1.45 meters / 102 pounds - 46.27 kg
Build: She is actually a pretty average build, getting access to more food(?) than many think. Her skin is still very lumpy and probably diseased. Her nails are dulled and chipped and covered in garbage, just like the rest of her. She smells like rot and trash.
Abilities+Weapons: Relatively durable, she can take some pretty severe hits but is far from invincible. Extremely powerful digestive acids, she can eat a lot of objects that should not be edible. She has no sense of smell, which is probably for the best because of everything she eats. Knows when and how to bail out of unfavorable situations. She has no formal weapon, but she does carry around broken bits of glass or metal sometimes to use as a shank if she needs to. Usually, she is no threat and will not engage anyone or anything she perceives as stronger than her
Profession: Squatter and living trash can
Location: New London
Personality: Eeya is a scavenger at the absolute bottom of the barrel, she eats things that no one else wants to and loves it. She eats trash, she eats dead things, she eats dead people, literally anything that will fit in her beak and won't fight back is fair game to her. Eeya is selfish and cowardly, easily swayed by intimidation and shows of force. This makes her alright henchman material;however, she lacks any skill that would make her a good one so not many bother with her. She is against thievery, but not because of morality, she mostly just fears any punishment for getting caught stealing. A simple soul, she cares only about survival and has no interest in any bigger picture. Few even bother interacting with her, partially because of the smell and partially because she has no interest in interaction either since those normally never went well for her. She is actually very intelligent and has managed to learn basic english and is able to recognize some words and many symbols without any kind of formal schooling.
Backstory: Eeya grew up on the streets of New London with no memory of whether or not she had any family. Honestly, her memory is so fried she doesn't even remember if she ever had a name or where the rest of her tail went. She has spent her life just surviving, squatting in abandoned buildings and eating whatever was left in garbage cans or by the side of the road whenever and wherever. A few times, some of the seedier residents of the city tried to get her to be a pawn in larger schemes but they eventually became exasperated with her and gave up- letting her go when they saw no potential and no threat. Occasionally, some of them still dispose of objects they don't want anyone to find by feeding them to her. Today, she continues on her merry way doing what she does best.
Maybe someday she'll find a way to get her memories back?
Name: No official name, some call her "Eeya" because that's a pretty common noise she makes
Species: Some kind of a mutated vulture
Age: 22
Gender: She/Her
Colors: pale, greyish skin, with darker red-brown feathers on the back of her head and around her neck. Her nails would be lighter if they weren't absolutely filthy. She usually wears a large, stained cloak over her body. Even she doesn't know what all the stains are (it's probably for the best). All of her colors are relatively desaturated, save for her eyes- they almost seem to be glowing? Probably just some harmless radiation from the green water she's been drinking.
Height/Weight: 4 foot 09 inches - 1.45 meters / 102 pounds - 46.27 kg
Build: She is actually a pretty average build, getting access to more food(?) than many think. Her skin is still very lumpy and probably diseased. Her nails are dulled and chipped and covered in garbage, just like the rest of her. She smells like rot and trash.
Abilities+Weapons: Relatively durable, she can take some pretty severe hits but is far from invincible. Extremely powerful digestive acids, she can eat a lot of objects that should not be edible. She has no sense of smell, which is probably for the best because of everything she eats. Knows when and how to bail out of unfavorable situations. She has no formal weapon, but she does carry around broken bits of glass or metal sometimes to use as a shank if she needs to. Usually, she is no threat and will not engage anyone or anything she perceives as stronger than her
Profession: Squatter and living trash can
Location: New London
Personality: Eeya is a scavenger at the absolute bottom of the barrel, she eats things that no one else wants to and loves it. She eats trash, she eats dead things, she eats dead people, literally anything that will fit in her beak and won't fight back is fair game to her. Eeya is selfish and cowardly, easily swayed by intimidation and shows of force. This makes her alright henchman material;however, she lacks any skill that would make her a good one so not many bother with her. She is against thievery, but not because of morality, she mostly just fears any punishment for getting caught stealing. A simple soul, she cares only about survival and has no interest in any bigger picture. Few even bother interacting with her, partially because of the smell and partially because she has no interest in interaction either since those normally never went well for her. She is actually very intelligent and has managed to learn basic english and is able to recognize some words and many symbols without any kind of formal schooling.
Backstory: Eeya grew up on the streets of New London with no memory of whether or not she had any family. Honestly, her memory is so fried she doesn't even remember if she ever had a name or where the rest of her tail went. She has spent her life just surviving, squatting in abandoned buildings and eating whatever was left in garbage cans or by the side of the road whenever and wherever. A few times, some of the seedier residents of the city tried to get her to be a pawn in larger schemes but they eventually became exasperated with her and gave up- letting her go when they saw no potential and no threat. Occasionally, some of them still dispose of objects they don't want anyone to find by feeding them to her. Today, she continues on her merry way doing what she does best.
Maybe someday she'll find a way to get her memories back?
