Post by E L L E on Apr 7, 2012 19:21:00 GMT -5
ELLE
3113
3113
Appearance
Picture:
Description: Elle has Snow white hair. Its got a messy cut as if she, herself, took scissors to it. Her eyes are red and blue rimmed. Her skin is just as pale as her hair and is flawless. Her body has a hour glass shape to it.
Other:
Basic Information
Name: Product:3113. (Elle for short. Pronounced like the letter 'L')
Age: Unknown but appears 17/18
Gender: Female
Race: Mechanoid
Height: 4foot 11inch | 150cm
Weight: 8stone | 112pounds
Homeworld: Cilamina (Chill-Ah-Mean-Ah)
Languages: Galactic Common, but can learn other languages fast.
Sexuality: None
Relationship Status: Single.
Occupation: None
Skills
-=COMBAT=-
--Physical--
Strength
Level 1: allows a character the average level of strength needed to lift objects that weigh slightly more than their own body weight and deliver moderately powerful melee attacks.
Endurance
Level 1: Allows a character the ability to perform strenuous activities for the average length of time.
Dexterity
Level 1: Allows a character the ability to take an average amount of physical punishment.
Speed
Level 1: Allows a character the average level of movement speed and reaction time.
Reflexes:
Level 1: Can react to certain physical and/or environmental changes with average speed and dodge at an average rate.
Acrobatics
Level 2: Allows a character an above-average level of acrobatics.
Stealth
Level 1: Allows a character the average level of sneaking and stealth.
--Weapons--
Unarmed
Level 1: Has a basic understanding of hand-to-hand combat and can fight well without a weapon.
--Mental--
Demolitions
Level 2: Can safely use and diffuse common explosives such as car bombs, dynamite, mines and is slightly more resistant to explosions.
Technology: Cyberonics
Level 3: Can use state-of-the-art computer systems, hack customized software, virus protectors, create and spread viruses as well as eliminate them and fully customize operating systems.
--Mechanics--
Repairs: Aircraft
Level 1: Can make minor repairs to small personal crafts, scouts and fighters. Can also slightly improve performance and make minor upgrades.
Repairs: Automobiles
Level 1: Can make minor repairs to automobiles. Can also slightly improve performance and make minor upgrades.
Repairs: Bikes
Level 1: Can make minor repairs to motorcycles and hover bikes. Can also slightly improve performance and make minor upgrades.
Repairs: Walkers
Level 1: Can make minor repairs to walkers and mechs. Can also slightly improve performance and make minor upgrades.
Repairs: Artillery
Level 1: Can make minor repairs to artillery vehicles. Can also slightly improve performance and make minor upgrades
Total = 24
Leftover = 46.
Inventory
Weapon(s):
Elle does not not any weapons as of now. She wouldnt even understand what or how to use a weapon. But if she was ever attacked her programming would automatically take over to make her defend herself.
Apparel:
White dress that hangs loosely and reaches to just the tops of her hips. Under the dress she is wearing navy bikini like underwear. At the waist of the dress she sometimes has a red long ribbon which ties it in to show her young hour glass figure.
Personality
Alignment: Neutral
Description: When Huge tried to boot up the memory of his daughter something wrong happened. The other 'duds' kept malfunctioning because the memories and thoughts of Huge's daughter couldn't be transferred into a blank 'file'. What he didn't realise was that sadly there was no way he could do what he wished. Well there was no way HE could do it. He was a very smart man but not that smart! When he made Product 3113 (or Elle as we all know her) She wasn't a blank, empty file. There was something in her coding that would make her learn, and develop. She appears to be at first because she had no experiences, no real base to go off of. But she probably would soak up the personalty and attitude of the people around her.
She has a very straight forwards thinking of things. She does have a basic understanding of some things from the failed transfer.
BIOGRAPHY
On a deserted uninhabitable planet in a huge dome, there once stood a science lab. It once was full of many scientists, young and old alike. Now it stands abandoned and many area's of the dome has caved in and only dust travels the halls. But in one part, to the left half of the dome, was intact. In a room once used as a cafeteria not was a home to a middle aged man. Where tabled use to stand were huge contraptions made from twisted metal, only one table remained and it was constantly covered with a satin cover.
A man in the range of late 50's sat on a bunk which he had pulled over a few years beforehand from a collapsed bed chamber. The world outside didn’t have air, but instead a gas. It would not kill you if you breathed in a few breaths of it, but you would vomit if you breathed to much which would follow by serious illness.
The man had long grey hair and beard. He had no need for making himself presentable, he was the only living thing here on this planet. This man had been out of human company for many many years, and probably didn't even remember he once had a name, but for our benefit we'll call him Huge. That might of once been his name, it might not. He sat on his bunk, muttering to himself. Being alone for so long tends to make you like that. But in Huge's case he was not talking to himself.
In his hand was a pad. He touched it with a finger tip and it lit up. On the screen was a distorted video of a young girl. Her hair was short and white as snow, and eyes a crystal blue. She was laughing and running about in forest, the ground a carpet of purple from the lavender. Off camera another person, a woman who anyone could guess was the girls mother. The image fizzed out and Huge angrily slammed the thing down on the bunk. It had been so long since he had laid eyes on his wife and daughter.
But no more. He was at last finished. He stood up slowly and walked over to the one table that remained. He had long legs and arms, thin with lack of nourishments. He came to this place for one thing and one thing only. He pulled the satin down to expose a face of a young girl, yet not a woman. She appeared to be asleep but her chest didn't move. Huge lent closer and kissed the girl on the forehead.
The girl laid there , her short white hair fanned out on the table under her head, her skin was a sun kissed cream colour. She was cold to the touch. Huge sighed. He had done it. It had take a good decade of his life, and most of his sanity but he had made her. Product: 3113. She was in lack of another word, magnificent. And I don’t mean she looked beautiful or anything so vain as that. But under that sun kissed skin was a mass of wires and computer programming. She had a robotic version of everything a normal human would have. Just one more thing she needed was a spark to start her 'heart'. Once her heart was in motion and her body started to wake, Huge would insert the memories, thoughts and pretty much soul of his darling daughter, who had died had a young age of 12.
He moved the cover down more to press gently on her chest. It popped back up and slid across. Inside was a metal version of a human heart. He picked up a tool from the side and sparks of electric came off it. He slowly and gently pointed it at the heart, took in one deep breath, and touched the 'heart'. The girls whole body jolted!
Everything in the lab lost power for a second before coming back on. Huge looked at the girl still laying there. Her chest now rose and fell in gentle breathing. Her eyes opened and they looked electric blue around the pupil, but the rest was red...
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
3113 looked at Huge with a blank stare before he pulled her up into a sitting position. She had the perfect body of a human, on the outside anyway. Huge instantly asked her questions.
“Do you know who I am?”
3113 stared for a second before blinking.
“Oh! Yes I forgot to give you the data.” He got up and gently pulled her to her feet. She fell forwards into his arms. She did not know how to use her legs. She didnt even know at that point what legs where, or what she even was.
Huge had to drag her over to the main computer he seemed to have been working from and he put her hand against the screen. Her eyes lit up completely blue and her mouth opened in a gasp. Her vision was clouded with information zipping past. With in a second, she learnt everything on the computer. But then suddenly the computer screen sparked and she stumbled back.
Huge grumbled in annoyance. “Not another dud!” He moved over and went to grab a long tool. In the corner of the room sat all the insides of last 'Products'. Every time he connected the girl to the computer it fried the circuits inside and from then on the 'robot' was pretty much brain dead, so he would pretty much shut the 'robot' down and start again. But what Huge didn’t know is that wasn’t what happened this time.
Instead of taking on his daughters memories and thoughts, she had a mini explosion in her head and – as much as a robot can be- came alive! She looked at Huge and saw the tool. She knew what happened to the others. One of her basic programming is to defend herself.
And that is what she did. She grabbed Huge's arm and pushed it away from her- making a bone crunching sound as she did. His arm hung lifeless as he screamed in agony. His next moved sealed his fate. He went to throw the tool at her, she moved out the way, but only to stumble over her own feet because she was still not fully installed.
She knocked over the table. She wasn't scared. She only knew one thing and that was to protect herself from damage. Once she gathered herself she picked up the tool he threw and threw it back at him. It zipped through the air like a javelin and stabbed him right threw the chest. He fell dead on the spot.
3113 looked at him. Once she was sure he was not moving she moved over and knelt down, and poked him with her finger. He was warm. She felt cold compared. She glanced down at herself. She didn’t have those floppy things he had. What are they called? She searched her programming. Ah. Clothes. That’s what they are called. She noticed a white dress hanging on the wall on the other side of the room. She stood up and stepped over the man, walking through the puddle of blood pooling around Huge's body.
She looked at it and pulled it off the wall, ripping it a little before pulling it on. She looked down at herself and then turned to huge body and held her arms out in a ' How does this look?' fashion. There was no response from Huge. She let her arms drop but she noticed something on her arm. She used her other arm to pull her arm forwards and twisted her head back a little to look. The numbers 3113 where tattooed on her upper arm, but the way she looked at them they where up side down.
“ELLE” Her voice was smooth, but emotionless. That’s one thing that never transferred. She would have to learn those on her own...
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