The Eighth

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Character Sheet for Valda(formly Atti) Scion

Nickname(s)

The Eighth scion, Eight, Princess, Prince, Mayor, Boss

Sex/Gender

Fluid(Currently feminine presenting)

Species

Tibetan mastiff(Evolved)

Age

1200+

Character Description

A large, shrewd, business woman. Eighth presents a danger both due to her criminal activities, official connections, and her own physical abnormalities.
Easily bored, she seeks out challenges both physical and mental. This endless pursuit has led her across the world. Giving her experience in craziness that science and the supernatural brings into the world. Slowly piecing back together a promise made with her childhood mentor.
Little keeps her in check save her Custodian/Partner Freya.

Personality

Usually blunt.
Seemingly friendly.
Devious when bored.
Believes in people's potential for greatness and hates seeing it go to waste.
Wants to be the helpful devil on your shoulder.

Likes/Dislikes

Likes
-Theatrics
-Mayhem
-Her kin
-Freya
-Mystery, superhero, crime-drama, and cyberpunk genre
-Displays of power
Revenge scheme (being apart of or the target)
Being in charge
Dislikes
-Altruism
-Freya
-Sen
-Faron
-Apathy
-Overly serious types

Background/History

Little is known of her background save that her existence predates the WW1 and her love for the number Eight. Thanks to a grave injury and intense experimentation, she suffers from partial memory loss. Her name an alias derives from being listed as the eighth.
After orchestrating an escape from the A.O.R(Augmented Organism Research) Facility. She would go on to marrying the mate selected for and by her. Finding Cole attitude and genetics acceptable do to a Lingering memory of a powerful mentor from long ago.
After a nationwide crime spree, misadventures with Freya, and the birth of Jet. She would be convinced to settle down. Not content, she divorced Cole for his lack of ambition. Through her connections and wealth she would attract and join the organization she once ran from. Encouraged by a new flame, Sigrun; the prince of dragon. Who affectionately would refer to her as Valda or Velda.
By manipulating her son and Sen into a conflict with the board members, several opening were made; allow her to rise in the ranks. Using their resources to become a kingpin, then Mayor. Until they placed her as the head of a re-established A.O.R. Soon after becoming engaged to Sigrun.

Relatives/Family

Jet(Son)
Slate(Son)
Rocky and Flint(Grandsons)
Sen(Daughter-in-law)
Cole(Ex-Husband)
Sigrun(Husband)
Platinum and Sol(Great-Grandson)
Astro and Malachite(Great-Grandson)

Body

Height 7'
Long fur(grooms)
Muscular
Bony protrusion/exoskeletal pieces

Clothing

Semi-Formal clothing over form fitting flexible silk clothing

by TheKingBros

Gallery

Bart: sound check. Recording green. Alright.
Jet: You sure about this?
Bart: Does it seem like I'm having an Anxiety Attack?
Jet: No?
Bart: Good. Good. And yes. If were going to do this database thing, better to start off with the hardest interview... How did you get her to agree to this again? She knows were technically competition, right?
Jet: She's giving you an edge to make it exciting later.
door slam
Eighth: And because I had nothing better. Hello, Jet... Hows this Little faker doing.
Bart: I'm fine, Eighth.
Eighth: That's Mayor.
Bart: 'Fraid your name is the most respect I can muster.
Eighth: Heh, fine. That look in you eye is all I need. Hope you don't mind, had my boys bring up a seat. Wasn't sure if you had any for my size.
Bart: Okay, fine. But do you need to smoke in... Are you... Is that a joint?
Eighth: Yes, figured it'd help you relax. Wanna see if I can catch you off guard.
Bart: Gonna need to try harder then that.

Simple starter. How old are you
No fucking clue. That's the thing with living so long, after a hundred or so years it kind of starts to lose meaning. According to Freya, the first time we met was before world wars were a thing. Memory is kind of fuzzy before the accident.

What's with the bone mask?
Part of my... Mutation. I can reactively adapt to danger or manually make alterations. In the case of my mask, it's a partial exoskeleton. I remember this one time, Rock one fired bone spikes at--Did he tell about the little incident with Cole and Drake?

I meant why do you need a mask
Maybe dial it back a
It a simple question everyone asks. Just not to her.
Pain. It used to be so I'd never get hurt again. Some say it was a fire I got trapped in. I remember something about acid the scientist experimented with. Don't quite recall anymore. Whichever, looking at the scar used to hurt. As time went on, how cool the mask was grew on me. Now, I keep it to intimidate without having to lift a finger. I like that.

Funny you should mention the scientist. Why join the organization that experimented on you? Why spearhead the very same division that you tore down.
It took some of this world's best minds and seven tries before they finally reached perfection. Who more qualified then perfection?

What's your endgame?
Depends. It changes so often. I've tried to kill my daughter-in-law for a while now. She's one of the few things I haven't truely bested yet.

You what?!
Honestly that was some of the most fun I've had in a while. But it's left me with a taste for more. Something bigger that might outlast even me.

Like?
Gonna need to try harder then that.

Keywords

female 1,014,781, canine 176,475, muscle 28,322, tibetan mastiff 262

Details

Type: Character Sheet

Published: 4 years, 2 months ago

Rating: General

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