Mimi Sylvera

[Omnipotence]

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Basic Information

Name: Mimi Sylerva
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height: 5'4
Weight: 126 Ibs
Homeworld: Aveli
Languages: Galactic Common
Sexuality: Bi-curious
Relationship Status: Single
Faction: Alliance
Occupation: 3rd Class Soldier

Skills

Strength: Level 1
Endurance: Level 1
Resilience: Level 1
Speed: Level 2
Reflexes: Level 2
Acrobatics: level 1
Stealth: Level 3
Unarmed: Level 1
Melee: Level 1
Pistols: level 1
Sub Machine Guns: Level 3
Rifles: Level 2
Tactics: Level 2
Demolitions: Level 1
Speechcraft: Level 2
Empathy: Level 3
First Aid: Level 2
Cooking: Level 2
Hunting: Level 3
Riding: Level 3
Taming: Level 2

Totals: Level 1 = 8 = 8pts
Level 2 = 8 = 24pts
Level 3 = 5 = 30pts
62pts Total
8 Remainder

Magic/Abilities

N/A

Inventory

Weapon(s):
MP5-S SMG: Being one who isn’t the strongest, physically, Mimi has always favored lightweight weaponry. At first, she feared she wouldn’t be very useful if all she could use were pistols and other light arms, but then she discovered something that could change everything. Sure, fighting up close and personal gun for gun would leave her at a disadvantage, but Mimi is small, lightweight, and very cunning. She figured stealth could also prove to be a great advantage. After all, real soldiers move in silence. With this, her M7 SMG is rarely unequipped with a suppressor, which helps her to quietly take down targets without attracting too much hostile fire.

Nova Gas Grenade: Housing a poisonous nerve gas, this grenade explodes into a yellow cloud, which impairs vision, hinders movement, and gradually suffocates any biological targets caught by the fumes. The effects only last for as long as the target inhales the poison. If they clear the gas they will begin to recover, but they will also, more than likely, fall into Mimi’s crosshairs as well.

Combat Knife: Every soldier comes equipped with a versatile combat knife. Whether keeping it holstered to her leg for last-resort measures, or using it for other miscellaneous purposes, Mimi appreciates the tool and makes sure to never leave base without it.


Apparel:
Beneath the standard soldier’s jacket, which holds various things from ammo to other miscellaneous tools, Mimi wears a Kevlar plat in between the jacket and a light blue, hooded sweatshirt. She also wears a utility belt, which holds more pockets for gear, as well as supporting the deep green leather skirt she wears. Along her legs are thigh-high black stockings; her left thigh having yet another cluster of pouches for her ammo and weapons. On her feet, she wears rubber-soled combat boots, black in color.

Starship(s):
N/A

Vehicle(s):
N/A

Other:
Mimi, when on missions, carries her trusty tactical mask with her just in case she needs to use her grenades. The mask has also been equipped with communication equipment, courtesy of a very nice eccentric officer of Central Command aboard the Alexi.

Personality

Alignment: Diplomatic Good
Likes:

• Being respected.
  
• Showing Off.
  
• Rock Music.
  
• Proving herself to others.
  
• Candy and Sweets (A lot)

Dislikes:

• The Dark!
  
• Scary Movies!
  
• Bullies.
  
• Rich snobs.
  
• Being Shot At!
  
• Running Away
  
• Having people find out she likes sweets and candy.

Description:
Coming from a very wealthy family, many have mistaken Mimi as a princess or a fragile doll of a girl, but she is far from fragile. Her idea of fun is running around outside, climbing trees; basically everything her family is opposed too. Being born into wealth means being born to overprotective parents with way too many expectations for you, at least, that is what Mimi has deduced. When she is home, she is rarely able to enjoy much of any of her personal favorites. She is constantly being tutored on how to be as ladylike and delicate as possible, which is so not her style. Instead of running around outside, she’s locked in her study researching etiquette. Instead of rocking out to the latest smash hits, she’s learning to compose pieces on the piano. Instead of going out and making friends, she’s accompanying her parents to masquerades and balls, meeting all the stuffy snobs who she could care less about.

Joining the Alliance has granted her some freedom, though being treated like a princess all her life, she has a lot to adjust too. Her fellow soldiers give her few, if any, chances to explore personalities and emotions different to the stereotype they stick her with, which has left Mimi with little option but to hide her true feelings and withdraw in on herself; only showing at face value what is generically acceptable. It hurts to hold all her true intentions in, and she feels fake and plastic when operating like the perfect little robot girl her parents constructed, but it is the only thing she knows. Maybe after a few years with the Alliance, away from her family and their pressure, she will finally spring forth from her old ways, but it is a slow start, with little promise as of yet.

BIOGRAPHY

Born to a noble family on the planet, Aveli, Mimi Sylvera has always been delicately cared for and sheltered. Though she showed obvious signs of not wanting anything to do with the life her parents provided for her, she was force fed the importance of eloquence, pride, and delicacy. From when she was a child until her early teen years, Mimi was constantly tutored in proper ways to walk, talk, sit, stand, eat, everything. No matter how small the detail was, this young girl has had some sort of tutoring in how to do it right.

There was almost no sense of normalcy in this girl’s life. Never had she fallen down and gotten scraped outside. Never did she experience the love and companionship of a pet, or even a stray forest animal. Her entire life had been planned and constructed; a prison it had become where she was cut off from the world and all of its treasures. But she knew she just had to break away.

She joined the Galactic Alliance when she was fourteen, without the permission of her family and, before they knew it, she was already off in space going through basic training. At first, her parents were ready to rip her away from the military, but after a long and heartfelt conversation with their daughter, it was her mother who surprisingly decided that this may be a good opportunity for their daughter to see that the outside world is chaotic and dangerous. With absolutely no confidence in her daughter, she allowed Mimi to continue her training while she waited for the young girl to break under the pressure and come crawling back to the family’s warmth and structure.

Mimi wouldn’t let this happen. Even though her comrades didn’t make it any easier on the girl, Mimi fought long and hard. She trained until her fragile fingers were bruised to properly hold a gun. Wanting the spoiled little rich girl to feel the pressure, nobody ever helped her. Mimi had to learn to cook for herself, to prepare her weapons on her own, and to keep her own bunk straight. No more servants to do all the medial tasks for her. For a while, Mimi did consider quitting and going back home. Many tearful nights alone was beginning to prove too much for the girl, but then she realized that, if she left, everyone would have been right all along. So, in order to prove the entire world wrong, Mimi has stayed with the Alliance and decided to do her best in order to become a great soldier and prove to everyone she isn’t just a spoiled little rich princess.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

It was supposed to be a simple escort mission. Mimi Sylvera was chosen for the job because of her aristocratic background: command felt as though she would be the best candidate to help transport the governor of a well-esteemed planet in the Free Zones and his esteemed associates over to Alliance territory so delegations about constructing a new trade route could commence. It was a simple transport mission: bring the annoyingly pompous world leaders from Point A to Point B. Mimi was only asked to participate because she was the only soldier in the immediate area who didn’t immediately walk away when they heard the names of the clients.

In fact, only one other soldier agreed to supervise the mission; Mimi’s senior: a First-Class soldier who was still very wet behind the ears, but eager to get more field experience. He was a lot older than the sixteen year-old teen, but his age gained him no respect against the delegates. Just as expected, it was Mimi’s exceptional elegance and culture that enchanted the clients. They were tickled by her refined attitude and hosting abilities. Her first impression carried a lot of power; enough for the governor himself to admit that, just maybe, the alliance isn’t completely full of knuckle-dragging Neanderthals.

Everything was going smoothly, that is, until some damned despicable pirates got ballzy enough to ambush the carrier as it began its return course back to the Alliance Zone. The carrier stood absolutely no chance against the heavy gunfire of the greedy pirates. If it wasn’t for the Command Center’s secondary Mission Control Officer’s quick thinking, their damaged ship would have surely been boarded and raided.

In a last-ditch effort, the Alliance Carrier was ordered to literally fire the primary fuel tank at the pirate ship. After the large explosion that quickly followed, the ship escaped off-course as far away as the secondary fuel tanks would take it. Now, heavily damaged with life-support quickly failing, the Alliance Carrier slowly bleeds to death in the middle of Free Space; too far from any Alliance support to be rescued.

Panic is slowly breaking out among the crew as death slowly creeps upon them.

Additional

This Character, upon adoption, can be customized using the remaining 8 skill points, as well as having much of the application modified to fit the adopter. Just look at this girl’s face! You can’t possibly say no to her, can you?