Malformed and altered through genetic experimentation, Connie's natural Clawdite appearance is somewhat abnormal even for her species. Most notably, she displays albinism, her scaly skin a cyanotic shade of sea-green so pale as to be white, prominently displaying the blue of veins underneath. Her bald, rounded head is accented by vestigial, malformed remnants of montrals, her solid black, large reptilian eyes framed by larger red, gold, and violet scales and pointed ears. Her mouth is a snarl of needle teeth, thin lips and slitted nostrils on her flat snout, skin as yet unwrinkled by age.
Her nails are short and dark, and her gangly and willowy at once body is riddled with scars: a massive, gnarled Y-scar bisecting her collarbones and entire torso; lightning scars running all over her body, particularly grounding at palms and the bottoms of feet; smaller knife marks and nicks from training; and needle pricks riveting her limbs and various access points. She also has a brand on the back of her neck, a sword underscored by her serial number: SP-C-FKRD-003991-1089357.
Connie is extremely competitive and strives to become the best at every task they are given. The benefit of this cutthroat approach to life and work is that they will always give 100%, pushing themself to their physical or mental limits to overcome any task. However, Connie’s overzealous ambition makes them insufferable to all but the most patient of companions, making it difficult to make friends while they either proves successful or utterly fails at being the best.
Connie will never go into any situation head-on. Whether it be combat or just strolling down the street, they will stick to the shadows or cloak themself in the Force. The less they are seen, the better. If they cannot sneak up on someone, then Connie will not bother confronting them.
All who gain power are afraid to lose it, and Connie is no exception. Some use their power for good, some for evil; Connie, however, knows that these are just points of view. They are on a quest for greater power, and uses all their skills and abilities to ensure their supremacy, regardless of the consequences.
Connie has a tendency to get addicted to things, even if those things aren't addictive.
When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. Connie? Connie doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Connie, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, Connie isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Connie won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Connie will still be winning, the best and most dirty way they know how.
Connie seems to get their thrills, perhaps sadistic ones at that, from toying with their opponents. Some are content with simply striking down or injuring their opponent, but that is not enough for Connie. No, they wish to see their enemy descend into madness or kneel before them as a blathering mess; or even better, as a fresh new servant with a muddled mind. The Puppeteer usually forsakes outright hurting and maiming their opponent and focuses on illusions, mind tricks, and other wicked means of destroying a person.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) | |
Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Shadow Step |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | None |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |