Post by Eleanor Fields on Jan 26, 2015 23:37:07 GMT
Name: Eleanor Christie Fields (Chee-Vana)
Age: Appears 17
Species: Chee
Gender: Appears female
Controller?: No
Appearance: Under her hologram, Eleanor is difficult to distinguish from other Chee of similar size except by another Chee. Outside of it, she's rather more distinctive; a tall, fairly young woman with a serious but not unfriendly disposition. Eleanor's waist-length wavy brown hair tends to frizz in damp weather and is usually kept braided. Her hazel eyes are usually ringed with dark shadows and sometimes bloodshot. While she dresses neatly, it's with the neatness of somebody who has neither time nor money for an impressive wardrobe, and most of her clothes look to be second-hand. The reason for all of this is the three-year-old boy who constantly hangs off her arm, a child she "accidentally" had too young. The boy, Jasper, is usually clothed similarly to his "mother", in neat but apparently second-hand clothing, and his brown hair is cut to his jawline.
Personality: Eleanor is studious and kind, and throws everything she has into doing the best she can by Jasper and by the people around her. She's happiest when busy and challenged, a trait possessed by her true self as much as her current human alias, and becomes very involved in any project she agrees to. This also means that she tends to be reluctant to get involved in anything that she's not sure she has the time or resources to commit to one hundred per cent. Eleanor is friendly and loves social group, and will hang out with humans as easily as with other Chee, partly because it's more challenging to hang out with humans. She tends to be fairly blind to matters outside her own personal sphere of projects and relationships. She is also somewhat protective and not easily intimidated.
History: Vana, like the other surviving Chee, watched their planet and their creators die. They settled on Earth to make a new life; a life of short stages, masquerading as a series of humans. A life hiding among the native population and doing the best they could. Eleanor is one of those masquerades, that came into existence 17 years ago in Canada. She travelled to the United States with her "parents" at age twelve. They chose her current hometown largely because there was a substantial Chee population there with a proper dog park.
Eleanor's father didn't like the US, so after some talk with a Chee friend in South Africa, elected to "die" and head over there to start again. Eleanor herself agreed to start a family with a couple of old friends. She started to date one who was playing a boy about her age, and soon initiated a pregnancy, earmarking the role of the child for her other friend. Her mother moved back to Canada as soon as she was sixteen, allowing Eleanor to move in with her boyfriend and start a household together. Meanwhile, some sort of alien invasion is happening -- some sort of human-yeerk thing that isn't really any of Eleanor's business. She couldn't help, and the humans probably don't need it anyway. They've proven time and again that they can look after themselves.
Besides, she can't lose her people twice. That... something like that couldn't happen.
Your Name:
Derin
RP Experience: About 12 years
Your Age:
26
Anything Else/Notes:
Age: Appears 17
Species: Chee
Gender: Appears female
Controller?: No
Appearance: Under her hologram, Eleanor is difficult to distinguish from other Chee of similar size except by another Chee. Outside of it, she's rather more distinctive; a tall, fairly young woman with a serious but not unfriendly disposition. Eleanor's waist-length wavy brown hair tends to frizz in damp weather and is usually kept braided. Her hazel eyes are usually ringed with dark shadows and sometimes bloodshot. While she dresses neatly, it's with the neatness of somebody who has neither time nor money for an impressive wardrobe, and most of her clothes look to be second-hand. The reason for all of this is the three-year-old boy who constantly hangs off her arm, a child she "accidentally" had too young. The boy, Jasper, is usually clothed similarly to his "mother", in neat but apparently second-hand clothing, and his brown hair is cut to his jawline.
Personality: Eleanor is studious and kind, and throws everything she has into doing the best she can by Jasper and by the people around her. She's happiest when busy and challenged, a trait possessed by her true self as much as her current human alias, and becomes very involved in any project she agrees to. This also means that she tends to be reluctant to get involved in anything that she's not sure she has the time or resources to commit to one hundred per cent. Eleanor is friendly and loves social group, and will hang out with humans as easily as with other Chee, partly because it's more challenging to hang out with humans. She tends to be fairly blind to matters outside her own personal sphere of projects and relationships. She is also somewhat protective and not easily intimidated.
History: Vana, like the other surviving Chee, watched their planet and their creators die. They settled on Earth to make a new life; a life of short stages, masquerading as a series of humans. A life hiding among the native population and doing the best they could. Eleanor is one of those masquerades, that came into existence 17 years ago in Canada. She travelled to the United States with her "parents" at age twelve. They chose her current hometown largely because there was a substantial Chee population there with a proper dog park.
Eleanor's father didn't like the US, so after some talk with a Chee friend in South Africa, elected to "die" and head over there to start again. Eleanor herself agreed to start a family with a couple of old friends. She started to date one who was playing a boy about her age, and soon initiated a pregnancy, earmarking the role of the child for her other friend. Her mother moved back to Canada as soon as she was sixteen, allowing Eleanor to move in with her boyfriend and start a household together. Meanwhile, some sort of alien invasion is happening -- some sort of human-yeerk thing that isn't really any of Eleanor's business. She couldn't help, and the humans probably don't need it anyway. They've proven time and again that they can look after themselves.
Besides, she can't lose her people twice. That... something like that couldn't happen.
Your Name:
Derin
RP Experience: About 12 years
Your Age:
26
Anything Else/Notes:
