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• Name :: Jeanne.
• Nickname(s) :: N/A.
• Birthday :: Unknown.
• Age :: Seventeen.
• Gender :: Female.
• Sexuality :: Aromantic.
• Physical Description :: Jeanne is a tall and gangly teen that looms over most of her clients. Her hair, a dusty shade of brown, is shaved almost completely off. Beneath thickly arched eyebrows are a pair of verdant, evergreen eyes said to be inherited from her mother. Her skin is a medium tan complexion. Jeanne's face is round with youth, but slightly chunky with a curve chiseled jaw.
• Fashion :: Despite her exceptionally feminine looks, she dresses more as a tomboy, sporting a dirtied wife-beater, stained beige shorts, and a pair of soiled army boots. Thrown over her thin form in an olivine windbreaker with a broken zipper that only goes halfway. Rarely, if ever, does she wash or change clothes.
• Family :: Mother unknown, father unknown.
• Likes :: Nothing.
• Dislikes :: Nothing.
• Personality :: Jeanne is a soft spoken and polite adolescent who prefers the company of herself. Her tolerance of others depends if food or money is involved or if you happen to be her beloved canine friend, Sheeba. Jeanne's very being seems to revolve around the beast and if harm is brought to her, Jeanne sees red and smite thee those who ever dared lay a hand on her. The seventeen year old won't back down from murder to keep her friend safe.
Jeanne is intellectually challenged and has trouble thinking critically, remembering certain items unless they have significant importance to her, and talks with a noticeable slur. However, this does not discourage her impressive bit of determination, which fuels her to always finish a task, no matter what. Whatever the circumstance, Jeanne will find a way to pull through, guaranteeing survival for at least another day.
As one of the rare individuals who can manage and survive in the harsh elements outside Glass City, Jeanne has made her job her life, and dedicates her constant time to it. Her interests don't stray far from mutant killing, so holding a conversation with her takes an arduous effort unless it is focused primarily on what she does best.
• Background :: The sanctity of nature has been completely desecrated by nuclear damage, leaving the world a post-apocalyptic wasteland. What remainder of humanity still exists has adapted to the sudden change, flowing back to earlier times to survive off what little exists of the land. Soil, poisoned by chemical elements, makes it near impossible to farm, save certain sections where the a-okay is given. The atmosphere is toxic to breathe, but with persistent and small quantities of the air, one can earn an immunity to it. Glass domes has been built for those unaccustomed to the outside elements. Those wildlife that survived the passed war has mutated due to radiation, turning into monstrous abominations that attack travelers outside the main center point of most domes called, "Glass City." Glass City has become the capital of the new world. Technology is a rampant requirement of the urban jungle. Despite being the cause that wiped out most of living beings, nuclear energy powers everything in the twisting streets of stray metal, vice, and corruption. It is the last chance for humans to rebuild what has been lost.
Jeanne can't remember anything of her past before age eleven. Who brought her up and kept her alive in questionable, but she believes it to be the owner of the junkyard she lives in, whom she sees only once a month when he comes by offering an odd job or two. It was around the same age she discovered her constant companion Sheeba, an akita hound abandoned by its mother in a pile of scrap metal. Together, the two have lived in a galvanize shack in the center of the metal dump.
At age fourteen, the elderly owner of the junkyard requested she deliver a parcel to the downtown sect of Glass City. Since it is an entire section cutoff from the main domes, it required her taking a walk through the poisonous wastelands. Jeanne agreed nonetheless because he promised her and her dog food if she got it done within the hour. Putting on an air suit, she made her way there. During her trek out on no man's land, she was attacked by a salwolf, a dog mutated by the effects of radiation. It slashed through her suit, but to Jeanne's surprise, she found out she could breathe the air just fine. Killing the canine with a stray crowbar she found, Jeanne completed her task, and enjoyed her first fine meal in months.
Since than, Jeanne has taken on the unofficial job as a mutant killer, escorting and protecting travelers in and out of Glass City for a good amount of coin. Her peculiar immunity to the outside air (because there isn't any evidence she has been given dosages of it to breathe and grow accustomed) has made her a famous name amongst the lower tier of Glass City, and she has also become a popular idol to scout out for black market deliveries.
After her name and her surprising strength on braving the outside elements became rather well known, Jeanne was tracked down by a malicious government branch called SCUR. Jeanne was forced (the organization threatened to kill Sheeba) to assist in experimentation on her body to find out her quick immunity to the outside air. After a long bout as a guinea pig, she escapes, and goes on the run without her beloved dog on the wasteland of the world. She is also caught up in the clutches of an underground, unnamed rebellion interested in the secrets she has knowledge of.
• Trivia :: Jeanne keeps her hair short because fleas are a mess to clean from long hair.
Jeanne is half black, half white.
Jeanne keeps the crowbar she found in her youth on her person at all times as not only a good luck charm, but a useable tool or weapon.
• Nickname(s) :: N/A.
• Birthday :: Unknown.
• Age :: Seventeen.
• Gender :: Female.
• Sexuality :: Aromantic.
• Physical Description :: Jeanne is a tall and gangly teen that looms over most of her clients. Her hair, a dusty shade of brown, is shaved almost completely off. Beneath thickly arched eyebrows are a pair of verdant, evergreen eyes said to be inherited from her mother. Her skin is a medium tan complexion. Jeanne's face is round with youth, but slightly chunky with a curve chiseled jaw.
• Fashion :: Despite her exceptionally feminine looks, she dresses more as a tomboy, sporting a dirtied wife-beater, stained beige shorts, and a pair of soiled army boots. Thrown over her thin form in an olivine windbreaker with a broken zipper that only goes halfway. Rarely, if ever, does she wash or change clothes.
• Family :: Mother unknown, father unknown.
• Likes :: Nothing.
• Dislikes :: Nothing.
• Personality :: Jeanne is a soft spoken and polite adolescent who prefers the company of herself. Her tolerance of others depends if food or money is involved or if you happen to be her beloved canine friend, Sheeba. Jeanne's very being seems to revolve around the beast and if harm is brought to her, Jeanne sees red and smite thee those who ever dared lay a hand on her. The seventeen year old won't back down from murder to keep her friend safe.
Jeanne is intellectually challenged and has trouble thinking critically, remembering certain items unless they have significant importance to her, and talks with a noticeable slur. However, this does not discourage her impressive bit of determination, which fuels her to always finish a task, no matter what. Whatever the circumstance, Jeanne will find a way to pull through, guaranteeing survival for at least another day.
As one of the rare individuals who can manage and survive in the harsh elements outside Glass City, Jeanne has made her job her life, and dedicates her constant time to it. Her interests don't stray far from mutant killing, so holding a conversation with her takes an arduous effort unless it is focused primarily on what she does best.
• Background :: The sanctity of nature has been completely desecrated by nuclear damage, leaving the world a post-apocalyptic wasteland. What remainder of humanity still exists has adapted to the sudden change, flowing back to earlier times to survive off what little exists of the land. Soil, poisoned by chemical elements, makes it near impossible to farm, save certain sections where the a-okay is given. The atmosphere is toxic to breathe, but with persistent and small quantities of the air, one can earn an immunity to it. Glass domes has been built for those unaccustomed to the outside elements. Those wildlife that survived the passed war has mutated due to radiation, turning into monstrous abominations that attack travelers outside the main center point of most domes called, "Glass City." Glass City has become the capital of the new world. Technology is a rampant requirement of the urban jungle. Despite being the cause that wiped out most of living beings, nuclear energy powers everything in the twisting streets of stray metal, vice, and corruption. It is the last chance for humans to rebuild what has been lost.
Jeanne can't remember anything of her past before age eleven. Who brought her up and kept her alive in questionable, but she believes it to be the owner of the junkyard she lives in, whom she sees only once a month when he comes by offering an odd job or two. It was around the same age she discovered her constant companion Sheeba, an akita hound abandoned by its mother in a pile of scrap metal. Together, the two have lived in a galvanize shack in the center of the metal dump.
At age fourteen, the elderly owner of the junkyard requested she deliver a parcel to the downtown sect of Glass City. Since it is an entire section cutoff from the main domes, it required her taking a walk through the poisonous wastelands. Jeanne agreed nonetheless because he promised her and her dog food if she got it done within the hour. Putting on an air suit, she made her way there. During her trek out on no man's land, she was attacked by a salwolf, a dog mutated by the effects of radiation. It slashed through her suit, but to Jeanne's surprise, she found out she could breathe the air just fine. Killing the canine with a stray crowbar she found, Jeanne completed her task, and enjoyed her first fine meal in months.
Since than, Jeanne has taken on the unofficial job as a mutant killer, escorting and protecting travelers in and out of Glass City for a good amount of coin. Her peculiar immunity to the outside air (because there isn't any evidence she has been given dosages of it to breathe and grow accustomed) has made her a famous name amongst the lower tier of Glass City, and she has also become a popular idol to scout out for black market deliveries.
After her name and her surprising strength on braving the outside elements became rather well known, Jeanne was tracked down by a malicious government branch called SCUR. Jeanne was forced (the organization threatened to kill Sheeba) to assist in experimentation on her body to find out her quick immunity to the outside air. After a long bout as a guinea pig, she escapes, and goes on the run without her beloved dog on the wasteland of the world. She is also caught up in the clutches of an underground, unnamed rebellion interested in the secrets she has knowledge of.
• Trivia :: Jeanne keeps her hair short because fleas are a mess to clean from long hair.
Jeanne is half black, half white.
Jeanne keeps the crowbar she found in her youth on her person at all times as not only a good luck charm, but a useable tool or weapon.