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solanine's character thread;

finished;
male:
- vineo 'vinny' fredrick, male, human, 23, underground

female:
- gwendoline 'gwen' adams, female, human, 29, underground

w.i.p's;
male:

female:
- amore lee, female, human, 19, underground

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  template creator ⇝ solanine

"life isn't just lipgloss and lollipops dear sometimes,

it's knife fights and bloodied noses."

gwendoline 'gwen' adams - female - human - bisexual; mostly into chicks, 29; october 30th, 2048. bartender; lantern outpost, thief. affiliated with; the underground.

appearence;





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eye color; blue
hair color; blonde
hair length; shoulder
skin tone; pale
distinctive markings; a small incision scar on the back of her right ear as well as a tattoo on her right inner wrist, her id numbers; 77345.
augmentation; in her right ear, it's to replace a burst eardrum. it often is a little glitchy either the volume being too low or too high, she can change the settings by dragging her finger along the back of her ear. there are times when she has to shut it off because of this low ringing gwen often hears due to it needing to be replaced.
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personality;

"i'm a bitch, i'm a bitch oh, the bitch is back
stone cold sober as a matter of fact
i can bitch, i can bitch 'cause i'm better than you
it's the way that i move, the things that i do oh~"


what two words can describe our dear, sweet gwen? a bitch. she's got enough attitude to supply an entire school of high school girls, the thing is? she knows it and owns it, confident in her own skin. another thing about gwen; she's a stubborn motherfucker that's for damn sure and won't bend to anyone even if there is a knife to her god damn throat. 

a trait of hers has gotten her into more trouble than her stubbornness is gwen's reckless need to start a fight. it seems to be troublesome when it comes down to her sometimes passion can be borderline violent when she defends herself and views. 

having been raised in a neglectful and unsupportive group home gwen learned not to lean on anyone but yourself making her almost entirely independent. she picked up the art of stealth and sleight of hand by eleven after she grew tired of not having enough food in her stomach at night. though she could fend for herself it doesn't mean she had to, but the pressing questions of the other adults in her life and later on the glitchy argumentation in her ear made her prone to be irritated and sharp tounged.


history;

of course, as all reckless and hot-headed teenagers with a record of almost being caught pickpocketing, gwen eventually got caught at thirteen and brought down to the nearest station. when the cops got involved that meant everything went to shit real fast. she now had a record.

gwen was a troubled kid, got punished on the regular and picked fights with everyone. she was known to get physical fast. 

she bailed at only sixteen with two hundred in cash to her name. at first, it was tough, of course, it was. she pulled through, after all, it wasn't much different than before gwen was in the system. after that, she got better at her thieving even pulling off a damn near good couple heists. everything was pretty great for the most part until it happened.

a criminal organization planted a pipe bomb in the cities center, the market, a place where that a 21-year-old gwen worked as a server in one of the food stalls. the bomb had been placed in the stall across from them. gwen doesn't remember much after it went off and she came to ears ringing and her right one bleeding. that's when panic sunk in. she couldn't hear. she couldn't hear. shecouldn'thearshecouldn'thearshecouldn'thear- 

the explosion had left gwen deaf in her right ear, a near constant ringing in her left. she'd ruptured an eardrum. noise-induced fucking hearing loss. gwen was lucky enough she had the money for the cheapest argumentation that would fix her problem... after two years of being partially deaf, that is. once she'd gotten it however gwen knew she'd been scammed, the argumentation was glitchier than the tv in the rec center of the group home back in '57. 

she managed to track down the guy who sold it to her, but it seems someone already beat her to it and left his body in the gutters. not having the money to get a replacement gwen was stuck with the faulty augmentation and working over time in order to even pay it off. soon enough she fell to the lower class where she's been since the event happened 8 years ago. 

other;

disabilities; n.i.h.l in her right ear
tinnitus; is the perception of noise or ringing in the ears. 

weapons; crowbar, switchblade, brass knuckles, or her fists.

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  template creator ⇝ solanine 

vineo 'vinney' fredrick - male - bi, 23; august, 31st, 2052. runner [delivers illegal dealings; drugs ect.]; affiliated with lower class.

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twitchy ⇂ vineo is known to not do well being in one place long
impulsive ⇂ reckless and impulsive vineo often seems to do things without thinking
soft spoken ⇂ seemingly timid vineo is almost naturally submissive in nature
weak willed ⇂ known to give into the smallest of desires its easy to get vineo to do things
bitchy ⇂ tends to snappish or and well bitchy at times, a side effect of being sober he calls it
defensive ⇂ even if the person is right its second nature for veino to defend himself
irritable ⇂ often times he finds himself getting pissed over little things, but having constant migraines doesn't help that factor
anxious ⇂ due to his job as a runner sometimes bad blood gets spread to him leaving him constantly nervous, another side effect of him getting sober
disant ⇂ can get spacey sometimes but also puts a bit of distance between himself and his emotions
insecure ⇂ always eager to please employers but in his personal life he's often insecure about the very real possibility of relapse

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lover ⇂ open
partner ⇂
rivals ⇂
friends ⇂
enemies ⇂

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actually having a shockingly normal childhood growing up in the upper class before his fall from grace in his teen years. he was born to a couple of highly regarded businesses folk of whom pressured him to do well in school of which he struggled with. after many fruitless attempts to approve his academic profile, they forced him to join a sport. he found track to his liking however in his high school years problems medically began to arise. it seemed he was suffering from constant and painful headaches that lasted a few days without relief at most. 

constant lack of attendance of track practices and school eventually got him removed from the team. at that point his parents had given up on their son and vineo had given up on trying to prove his worth at that point.

unable to cope with the constant pain he turned to painkillers in order to give him some relief. however over the counter painkillers only offer so much relief before you get a tolerance to them. so he got some morphine of a dealer by the subway station. he was seventeen. the first dose of morphine that vineo took was his best and most effective and he stands by that statement. 

the only downside to the bliss that morphine brought him was the fact that it was highly addictive. soon enough his parents once somewhat promising son was showing up to classes and passing classes showing to them he was worth something. until his habit came into the public eye when vineo was nineteen, after their then suddenly successful son was arrested for assault of his college campus.

it was then he was fully disowned and shunned but at that point vineo or vinny as he started going by then. he spent a few months in the slammer earning his five numbers on his wrist and forcibly getting clean in their rehab program. it did him hardly any good because as soon as he was out he was dosed up and out of commission on his dealer's couch.

vineo actually got the gig as a runner through his dealer. since he couldn't pay to get his fix he offered a favor instead, taking advantage of the neediness his dealer agreed and gave him a package to deliver to someone who in turn offered him some cash to bring another package to someone else.

it didn't make the best money but it was enough to fund his habit for a while, he became quite dependent on the opioid for pain relief and even a sleep aid most nights. but around his twenty-first, a friend and fellow junkie got a bad batch and ended up overdosing. he was the one who found her. that sight and knowledge alone were enough to make him reconsider his lifestyle. not being able to afford the treatment he decided to be an idiot and go cold turkey in an attempt to get sober. 

it almost killed him, would've had another friend found him and raised him from the brink of it. the withdrawal was absolute hell and during it vineo was even worsley affected because he had the migraines before withdrawal but they just made them even worse. he made it through and at twenty-three he's a year sober but has nearly relapsed at least three times.

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disabilities⇂ chronic migraines, severe insomnia 
crutches⇂ nicotine addic
weapons⇂ carries a set of brass knuckles
major flaws⇂ former morphine addict; still in recovery
skills⇂ 
⇁ running
⇁ picking locks
⇁ keeping secrets
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weaknesses⇂ 
⇁ sometimes too submissive
⇁ being assertive
⇁ temptaion
⇁ easy to sway

likes⇂ 
⇁ cold nights
⇁ rain
⇁ citrus
⇁ smokes
⇁ warm coats

dislikes⇂ 
⇁ loud sounds
⇁ headaches
⇁ drinking
⇁ needles
⇁ upperclass