Post by Deleted on May 22, 2016 20:05:02 GMT
Character Name: Emiliea "Leah" River Rhemer
Allegiance: Herself
Appearance Description:
Although she is walking among giants, Leah is not small for a human female. At five foot ten, she is rather intimidating individual, and she has personality to prove it (but that will come later). Despite her height and level of physical activity, her physical form is rather thin, though that's nothing that a few good meals couldn't fix. Her arms and legs do show hint of muscle, betraying the running and fighting she has done thorughout her life. She is relatively warm skinned, with her tone laying more in the bronze category.
Because of her lack of a routine diet, is rather lacking in curves, and her features are much sharper than her friends and fellow members. Her face is a prime example of this. Instead of having a round, soft appearance, her jaw is rather prominate, and she often lifts it whenever she gets angry. Her nose is round, with an upturned point, and her lips are rather full, though they tend to be pressed into a tight, fine frown. Her clothing is rather casual, though she much prefers to dress "pastel punk" whenever she is allowed a bit of money. Pink is her favorite color.
Personality:
Leah isn't someone to be trifled with. While there may be giant robots running amok, absolutely nothing will stop her from getting her hands bloody. She's aggressive and hot-headed, to the point even a sideways glance will cause her to verbally attack you if you're lucky, and pull a knife on you if you're not. Growing up in the enviroment she did has caused a lot of inner turmoil and distrust of those around her, and it will take time before
However, if you do manage to gain Leah's favor, you'll find yourself backed by the fiercest of humans. She does not turn her back on those she loves, and she will never abandon them. To her, they're the only ones worth keeping. (Which means God or Primus help you if you decide to betray her.) Through all her faults, Leah does love those she considers ❝hers,❞ and she would die for them. She also has no qualms with murder or even torture, so long as it keeps those she loves safe.
Aside from the anger and violence, though, there are other sides to Leah. She can be sarcastic, and she can be rude. She's not opposed to do what she has to in order to survive, whether that be through violence or other means. She will lie and cheat. However, she can also be rather affectionate, if someone has given her the chance to. She can be soft, especially to those she believes cannot defend themselves (ex. minibots, minicons, or children). She has been helpless, and she does not want others to end up the same way. She is also extremely intelligent and good with machines, though due a lack of formal education will never be able to go to college or put it to good use.
She has been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder and Anxiety.
Weaponry:
- An assortment of knives
- Including two (2) knives disguised as hairpins
- Two handguns
Strengths + Flaws:
Strengths
- Loyal
- Extremely Intelligent
- Protective
Flaws
- Extremely Tempermental/Volatile
- Willing to Fight™
(will literally fight giant robots) - Physically Small
- Afraid of Heights
- Desperate
- Turns off Her Emotions
- Drug Addict
History:
Emilea Rhemer was born the first and only child of Jessamine and Jonatha Rhemer, a housewife and mechanic respectively. Although her father was a kind and caring man, her mother seemed to be the complete opposite. From the time Leah was very young, she—much like her father—was subjected to her mother’s verbal and physical abuse. But whereas Jonathan could escape to his shop or the bottle, there was no reprieve for Leah, at least not until she was about twelve.
Desperate to figure a way to escape, Leah took to the streets, working odd jobs whenever she could find them. It was during this time that she found employment in a street gang transporting drugs from Point A to Point B. The job didn’t pay too much, but it was enough that Leah could afford food whenever her mother forgot, or her father’s shop didn’t bring in much that week. It wasn’t long before she was working her way up through the gang.
At age thirteen, during an affair with one of her buyers, Leah became pregnant. At age fourteen, she gave birth and gave the baby away, both because she knew she couldn’t raise it and due to her mother’s insistence. The pregnancy did not scare the teenager away from the streets, but instead caused her to dig deeper and deeper, until she was too far gone.
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Unable to face the Prime, Leah immediately averted her eyes, glancing down at the floor by her feet. As much as she wanted to meet his optics, to glare and snarl and huff, there was something about Prime that made the usually proud girl feel nothing but shame at her actions. It was something that even Starscream had yet to figure out how to accomplish and, if this was how it felt, then Leah prayed he never would.
Still, Optimus’ words stirred something in her, irritated something in her. It was like a hunter poking the SLEEPING BEAR, just to see if he would get a reaction. Prime didn’t know anything about having a ❝special situation.❞ So what if she knew about them? She wasn’t some government official. She was a kid, with more than enough baggage on her back. She never asked anyone to throw GIANT FUCKIN’ ROBOTS on there as well.
“NO.”
The human tried to ignore the confused noise that came behind her. For that moment, Fowler didn’t exist. It was just her and Prime, and she wasn’t about to let him deter her from whatever she had been doing, and would continue to do.
“No, don’t you dare, Prime. I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for ANY OF THIS. I teamed up with Starscream, not your band of goody-goodies. I had a life before this shit, and I still have things to take care of. I am not one of your ❛precious little children.❜ I am not a fuckin’ shining example of the best humanity has to offer, okay? I am a goddamned CRIMINAL. I am an ADDICT. And if you’re depending on me to do something other than just keep my mouth shut, well– fuck, man, you’re in for a world of disappointment.”