Eva "Wolf" WooPrevious Names:
Gwen Hughes, birth name; Liz, Jess, Rachel, and many other, while she was working on the station; W-00AV3, designation on Elysium; Jay or songbird, while working with the PLM; and Raven while working with aligned governments.The Story Behind the Names: "You know"
she paused taking a bite out of the greasy chicken wing she held in her hand, the hot sauce from which was now glazed onto her fingers. Making it hard to tell where the chicken finger ended and her fingers began. "I don't always used to be called Eva, in fact my first name was Gwen, Gwen Hughes, I think it was?"
She seemed to leave it as a question, letting the other who sat across from her on the bed to decide if this was true or another half made up lie that she was constructing for his amusement. "After that I was called Jess, or Liz, or one of many names, they kept changing our names for us, made us seem new and interesting for the clients, at least that is what they told us. Our game"
she always referred to it as a game, whether to hide the pain or if that was how she truly viewed it at the time "was to make them happy, well still protecting something. Show, but don't tell; let them imagine, but not touch; and that sought of thing." "Eventually though that life came to an end and I was taken in by a nice group, they might not have been the nicest of people to all, but they were good to me. They called me Jay, something about being their little song bird that brought a joy to the group. Another group called me Raven, something about me must have seemed bird like to them."
By this time she had finished off the wings and started to work over the remaining sauce on her fingers, the person across from her lay entranced at the sight of this and her, hooked on her story and the way she moved and acted. "And now I am known as Eva, a name I chose for myself, don't ask me why, as you already ask too many questions, I just like it!"Age:
FemalePlanet or colony of origin:
An orbital colony around Saturn, birth place of Eva WooTrue Birth Place:
She was born on one of the solar system space stations, in the outer rims of the solar system, that knew of Elysiums and had a partnership with it. The installation was a large one, specializing in meeting select needs and manufacturing that is easier to do in space between certain import hubs. There exists a large disparity between the haves and have nots, with the poor often on the fringes of the station, living, forging, and working where ever they can. The work is often dangerous as they are view as expendable; they work as vent works, cleaning and maintaining older machines, and general jobs that keep them out of sight and out of mind.
The other bulk of the people living on the ship are middle class, they live closer to the station center where the factories and hub of the facility is. They are functionally like working class citizens now and much like how people walked past and ignored beggars and that sort in the 21st century they do the same now. A few are kind enough to try and help, but the police are quick to discourage this, as they want the class system maintained.A Home Forgotten "My birth place?"
assuming a quizzical look "why would you want to know about that? It's not that interesting and a rather boring place, not to mention in the past, you sure you want to hear?"
she asked sitting up further on the bed as the other nodded quickly in agreement. "Okay, but if you fall asleep while I am telling it don't blame me, I did warn you. I was born on one of the many orbital stations around Saturn and lived an absolutely boring life, the end, can we eat now?"
The man that laid across from her seemed displeased with the answer, donning a frown, as he gave off a fake "ha ha, you know what I meant, tell me about the place you really grew up, where you really were born." "Aw, honey, why do you want to know so much about the past? It is done and gone, why not live in the present; it is so much nicer then the past you seem so fixated on."
But her words didn't seem to have an effect on his demeanor, he wanted to know and so with a small sigh she related or at least seemed to. "Fine, but after this I get to eat all the pizza I want, got it!" "I was born on some station on the far reaches of the solar system, away from the rest of humanity. I don't even know what it was called, and I couldn't read back than so I couldn't tell you its name even if I did. All I remember is a large signs everywhere with a Taoist symbol and pickaxes on it, but that changed a total of 3 times while I lived there. The station had a high turnover rate of which company owned and was in charge of it at any one time. I doubt you could even find the thing on a system map if you tried, they did a good job of keeping it hidden." "My family and I lived in the back workings, mechanical rooms, and vent of the station, in the guts of it. This was where many of poor, lost, or unwanted came to live, separated from the rest of the population. My whole world growing up with this small tight knit group, like a village in the machine, there were a few of these, or so I was told and didn't realize how many hundreds of thousands of people lived on the station till I was taken away from my home. Well..."
she paused her thinking back on the actual events "till I was sold would be more accurate."
The idea of a person being sold seemed to offend the other person, much more than it bothered Eva "your parents sold you? How could they do that to their own child!" "Oh, Devin, you always see the world as so black and white, you’re so quick to judge. They didn't have a choice, and they truly thought they were giving me a better life, and they had to provide for their other children as well. But that is where I was born and grew up living and playing among the pipes and machines of the stations, hearing them hum and purr with working precision. It was only later that I would be taken to Elysium"
she knew the other name of the place, but never referred to it as such. Though she also never really talked much about it in great detail, always skimming past it or telling small vignettes about it.Appearance:
Eva is tall, compared to most women and some men, standing at 5'-11" though it might be closer to 6'-0" hard to say sometimes. She weighs about 150lbs~160lbs, despite her lithe appearance as most of it is muscle hidden behind her more cold and graceful side. She as a few tattoos/modifications present on her, though only the ones on her face are clearly visible at all times. She gives off a cold stare/presence naturally and seems distant most of the time, and it shows in the way she carries herself and walks. When not in her suit, she often wears large clothes, reveal almost nothing of her figure and her skin, baggy jackets, jeans, just anything that is not revealing or frilly.Old Images: [Redacted]
Below you can see what she used to look like during her service as an active terrorist cell member of the People's Liberation Movement (PLM) and during her time working for the government under the code name Raven.Brief History:
She grew up the only daughter of a small family that lived on the orbital colonies around Saturn. Her parents were hard workers, they did what they could for her, but were taken away from her at a young age. She grew up going from foster home to foster home, till finally she was adopted by a set of upper middle class people who took her off Saturn and moved her to Mars, where they worked and ran a small mecha construction firm. Though she got along with her new family well enough she always felt left out and never really fit in. She eventually left and ran away from home and took to living on the streets in her mid to late teens. She eventually got involved with a crowd that introduced her to the carnage and joy of mecha fighting and joined up with them. In her early twenties she left Mars and got involved in independent and illegal mecha fighting. Eventually she was caught and given and after paying a hefty fine she joined up with an official team as part of her probation. That is how she got here, or rather all she will say/the record shows. If you probe too deep you are more likely to wake up with a sore nose and blood on your face than an in-depth tale of what really happened.Her History:
Age 0 - 5: Eva, born Gwen Hughes, to a poor family on board the Wen Co Manufacturing station, as it was called at the time. The entire station, which housed more than a few hundred thousand people on record, was owned and operated by the company. The typical propaganda associated with the station was that it was placed on the outer rim of the solar system as a way of keeping them safe, out of the way, and the easiest way to get the parts they needed. Although the last was true, it was mainly to keep the larger governments out of their hair.
She had a total of five siblings, at the time of being sold off, three of which were older than her, two older brothers and an older sister, and two younger siblings, a brother and a sister. She lived in one of the small make shift housing/villages that made up the back sections of the station and hidden reaches that were need the heart of the machines that ran and powered them. For this reason many of them were employed with cleaning, or doing dangerous work, that was too dangerous for "normal" people and where robots getting damaged was more expensive than using people. Though her family fell on hard times and need a way to money fast, which could always be solved by selling off the attractive children, mostly females.
Age 6 - 10: For the next four years she worked as a peddler, selling odd things in main hub of the station. She was given a single used bed in a crowded room, that housed about 10~12 other young people, including her older sister that was sold along with her. The person who bought her gave her food, shelter, and protection, but not much else. Though in some regards it was a better standard of living then she had been living before.
She made enough money doing this and "playing a game" where she was told to trick men into taking her with them and than just at the right moment her dealer would appear, before anything happened, and he would make them feel ashamed and charge them in order for him to remain quiet. It made enough money that she was one of his favorites, but she never wanted to get close to him, as he had a family and she didn't really desire to be apart of it. Eventually though this life came to an end and she, along with the others and her sister, were split up and sold off to other people. The man that had been in charge of her before had found his way out of an airlock without a suit, a tragedy, yet common thing in the seedier sides of things.
Age 11 -13: This marked a darker period in her life, when she was sold and lived on Elysium and given a variety of names, or sometimes just a number. She also underwent a modification process that made her more appealing to those she was expected to entertain. For her entertainment could range from singing, dancing, giving baths, touching, and over a whole host of different things. She mainly managed to skip out on some of the more unsavory things that were requested of others. Her previous background saved her slightly from that, why have a potentially tainted person when you can have a fresh, new unspoiled individual.
Her she was treated as nothing more than an object and taught only a few minor skills, only ones that would allow her to serve her clients better. She was trained to sing, yet she was still unable to read or write; she was trained in how to talk; how to act; and how to dance. She spent two years doing whatever the masters asked of her as the punishment was far worse than the actual action. She made herself think of it as a game, to avoid dwelling on the unpleasantness of it. thankfully this part of her life came to an end and she was given a new chance at life when she turned 14.
Age 14 - 19: When she turned 14 she was being taken on one of the long voyage ships from one of the stations to Elysium, to pleasure and entertain the those who were inbound, this was a punishment of sorts for her acting out, as well as proof of all of her training. During the trip to the station and while there they were hidden away, her and the few other young girls and a few boys, till it was safe. Once they were far enough away they were introduced to their clients and hers was a rather large disgusting globe of a man, that laid his paws all over her. Something inside of her snapped and she can't remember much about what went on once she was taken into his private room. The next thing she does have a memory of is waking up on another ship surrounded by strangers dressed in white. They were doctors and care takers for the People's Liberation Movement, a terrorist group according to some nations and a welcome aid group by others. The received aid and support from certain governments mainly ones closer to the inner workings, though never acknowledged as a way of combating the slavery and issues on the outer ring.
For the next five years she helped them out on their ships and bases, they didn't go in the inner rim often and couldn't just drop her off. They taught her how to read and about the people who had kept her locked away, and what the organizations goals were. She enjoyed her time here, helping them and mainly feeling like she was a part of a family. They did have support and backing from a the shadows, certain governments detested the slave trade and were doing certain illegal things to try and prevent it. Much like how navies hired out pirates in the old days of sea travels a new way was to hire "pirates" or "terrorist" to do the work. They were all citizens and in the eyes of the government were doing the right thing, even if legally they denounced them. She spent most of her time fixing the mechs, only fighting when she had to, but they did train her.
Age 20 - 24: When she was about 24 they have finished their tour of duty and she was brought into the main offices and into the inner systems. Here she was given a "Choice" either serve as an agent under the government for four years, at which point they would award her an ID and citizenship, or be turned back out and left to her own. She accepted the deal and already had a nice set of skills that allowed her to do a variety of jobs, under the codename Raven. She was trained in how to entertain, dance, sing, distract, fight, and even pilot and all from a young age. They did offer her some more education, after all she would have to know about the missions and the targets.
She worked for the aligned governments for a four years and was awarded a fake ID and person hood when she left. They also set her up far away from themselves and others, out of sight and out of mind. Though she didn't have much real job experience and they didn't set her up with a job or money really. They just gave her ID and turned her loose on the solar system.
Age 25 - now: Without having any real experience aside from in pleasure, being an agent, and a Mech pilot he prospects weren't the best. As she didn't want to entertain/pleasure in that way, and so she turned to the one thing she knew best at this point, fighting. She got involved in underground fighting of Mechas rather quickly and was eventually caught. She was given a hefty fine, over jail time, and now has to pay it off while on probation.Motivations:
Money and fame, is all that she seems to want on the outside. She wants to make enough to live comfortable and not have to worry about it like she did while she was younger.True Intentions:
[She seeks to gain enough money, fame, and power to find her sister and the others that were split up. Maybe have enough sway in terms of fame to try and better the lives of those in need so they don't have to take the same path as her. She may want revenge, but if so it is not a direct sort, but against the institutions and machine that keeps them in place and protects them. Mech Name:
- 4WR Veritech Assualt Rifle: A specialized assault rifle, with a back loading clip and cartridge catcher. No casings are released while firing, they are stored in the back above the loaded ammo; has a scope along the top for more accurate shots; has a replaceable trigger guard to protect the wielders hand; and has the ability to switch from full-auto to semi-auto. The gun's design also allows it to be attached to the back of the mech, so as not required to be held at all times, though if attached it does take a few second to get ready. this was mainly a feature used in transportation, and long marches.
- 2WR Left Rear Mount Missile Pod 4 Count: Located on the back of the Mech on the left side is a rotating missile pod. I can launch up to four at a time, assuming they reload, slowly turns as it fire, letting the others load up.
- 2WR Right Rear Mount Missile Pod 4 Count: Located on the back of the Mech on the right side is a rotating missile pod. I can launch up to four at a time, assuming they reload, slowly turns as it fire, letting the others load up.
- Flares: The back mounting on the machine unleashes a volley of flares that can be used to break lock-ons with the machine.
- Nanobots: Designed to heal the light wounds and scraps that a mech might go through
- Target Lock: Can lock on and track targets with missiles and with the gun scope.
Look to the left it mainly looks like that!
I also have backstory/writing samples built in to the character sheet is that okay? I find oral history from a character's perspective gives it more depth and reality to it, as well as a personality.