Lucy

Name: Lucy
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Reputation:
Race: Brazillian (possibly abhuman)
Fluff:
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"That's L as in Lacerate, U as in Ulcertate, C as in Castrate, and Y as in Your Ass. Because it's got my name on it."

Hedonistic, Nihilistic, and Egotistic.

Her parents said her father found her in a strange metallic pod by a poor Brazillian logger as they slashed and burned the rainforest. They claim the pod "spoke" to them and that she was born on some nameless planet that blew up. Lucy doubts these claims and blames it on parental drug abuse, (though if it was real she'll say the planet blew up because it "couldn't handle her"). As a child it was not very long till it become clear something was different about her. Already by 13 her body dwarfed even men of large statue, as fights with the boys faded not because she grew into a beautiful woman but because less and less of them felt the broken bones and cuts were worth it. Eventually growing ill-content with the pisspoor conditions of the logging camp she lived in, she ran away to Rio where she earned the moniker "The Monster of the Favella."

Though some like to claim she can fly or shoot laser beams from her eyes, this is simply untrue. Her primary feature is her seemingly limitless potential for strength and toughness, an indestructible mass of muscle and bone matched only by an equally indefatigable sense of pride and ego. An ego which would be difficult to uphold if not for the fact that she could quite literally snap a man in half and, if legends are true, headbash a moving locomotive without breaking a sweat.

Her belief in life is to be the biggest badass anywhere you lay your eyes on and feel damn good doing it, and letting nothing stand in your way. To that end she's taken anything she wanted be it from banks to streetfood vendors. Not nearly content with the already powerful body she took it up a notch even further, devoting whatever time she doesn't spend to kicking (and sometimes taking) ass during leisure time, towards hitting the Gym and growing stronger at every opportunity and every day.

But her most striking feature comes from an event in which she (forcibly invaded) a scientific research facility to steal, and then apply, a new type of nanite designed to even further increase her strength and power two-fold. These nanites harden upon exposure to blunt trauma, and provide an additional source of power and strength to her cellular structure, acting as an energy battery. These nanites display itself in the form of dark lines on her body that can be compared to as "moving" tatoo's upon her skin.

With her strength and power her focus is mainly on melee combat and punching enemies, but despite this she still has a love of firepower in particular anything massive, from Big Guns to Big Tanks, and will always take up the opportunity to increase her stockpile of armaments.

Her personal history mostly consists of a series of mercenary work for money and pleasure, and the ever increasing bouts of jail-time. Completely indifferent and apathetic to morals, law, and occasionally reason, the only thing she puts of any value is her word. Breaking her word is the one line she refuses to cross, and will go to great lengths to keep it.

Archetype: Techno-Enhanced
to be filled in by GM:
Status: [Health: 10] [Ego: 10] [Edge: 10]
Powers/Enhancements:
Equipment & Things: [Personal Quarters - Spartan]
Bonuses/Eccentricities: