I need somethin' to do so...

Im sorry for disapeparing without saying anything. and for dropping that thread llealy without telling you. 

i haven’t really been feeling up rping very much lately. Whenever I try I find that its a bother for some reason and end up not writing anything. Ill hopefully be back at some point, just not right now. 

I thought it would be cool if Skyler was mixed race, with her mother being a human and her father being non-human. Which would be why, on the surface, she looks human unless you look hard. 

I’ve also had this idea that some cross-species relationships with humans aren’t as widely accepted on Trade World, so Skyler would probably do things to make herself appear as human as possible. Like wearing contacts that hide a more non-human eye or something. 

Trade World at night was not too different from Trade World during the day. There was just a different crowd. Less ordinary folk just trying to get by, more petty criminals out and about getting by with little more unorthodox ways. It seemed that after every corner, was another organic or ‘bot trying to sell something or other; usually illegal. 

Darkness was slowly approaching as Skyler hurried through the streets. She only slightly regretted leaving The Fixers’ before her shift had ended. There had not been anyone coming in anyway. so the Fixer would just have to deal with it. She had plans to meet up with the gang to get into some mischief and something to eat. 

As the cyborg pushed her way passed a ‘bot in her way, her pocket buzzed. Her speed didn't decrease as she whipped out her communicator. The screen illuminated her face as she read the message. “Figures.” She mumbled to herself and went to type out a response. Course they cancel once I’m basically at the meet up already...

1. Skyler huffed at the question, looking away with feigned disinterest. “I ain’t never met dad, so there ain’t nothin’ to hate em’ fer...” The cyborg frowned. “Mom hates him. She brin’s it up a lot. Usually to complain ‘bout havin’ to raise me.” She shrugged and crossed her arms. 

Though she would never admit it, she has extreme hate for him, and blames him for her relationship with her mother. 

2. As for her mother? “I hate her. She was never there for me, always drinkin’. Always ‘workin.” She scoffed and kicked at the floor. “I’m better off without her anyway. I’m glad she’s finally gone.” 

Skyler does not truly hate her mom. There is resentment of course, and she will always speak ill of her. The truth of the matter is that she wanted her mothers love. There were times where she thought her and her mom would have some sort of connection, but the feeling would always go away pretty quickly. Her mother was usually out of the house, sometimes even forgetting to leave dinner for Skyler. 

She likes to tell people that she hates her, and that she was not effected. Just another way of making sure people don’t see her as weak. 

19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 

Trade World is a toxic atmosphere, and most teenagers growing up there can easily become cynical to the world. Skyler is no exception. She doesn’t believe that there is such thing as a good person. People like Samara are slowly showing her that this is not true. But she is very stubborn and it’s hard for just one person to change all of her views on it. 

She has an extreme distrust of law enforcement, and of Star Command. At once she had looked up to them, because they made promises of making the world a better place for everyone to live. But nothing got better for her, at least not because of them. 

25. What are their hobbies and interests?

“I like to fight. And not just gettin’ in arguments n’ stuff. I like to get down and dirty; The gan’ likes to have fight circles. Usually two in the middle err’one else cheers on from the sides. It’s real good fun. Hardly any rules either.” The cyborg grinned, showing her teeth. “An’ I gotta say, I’m pretty good at it.” 

What Skyler would not say, was that she also enjoyed to paint. Whether it be to vandalize an area, or just play around with the colors. The cyborg would always hide the fact that she likes to paint outside of vandalizing. Painting is for sissies. And she isn’t a sissy. 

30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive?

The only thing she holds on to, is her mother and fathers’ abandonment, and what she feels is Star Command wronging her. 

Skyler frowned at the question, looking down at her hand to pick at a scab nonchalantly. Her hand clenches and unclenches as she looks back up. “There ain’t not such thin’ as a good person. Anyone who tries to tell you otherwise, is either a liar or just stupid.” Her frown transformed into a grin at her next words. “I’ve found that most people are just plain stupid.”