Post by gypsyvoodoo on Sept 27, 2009 14:37:46 GMT -8
Number/Name: 89/Wigit
Number Placement: Right hip, but covered by her dress.
Gender: Female
Years since Creation: 2 years
Date of Creation: November 23
Alignment: Saviors
Height: 5 inches
Fabric: Cotton
Metal: Copper
Anomalies: none?
Accessories: Wigit carries a length of stretchy IV tubing as rope to get to places she can't reach. Its not really a weapon. She also carries small, paper wrapped 'stink bombs' or 'flash bangs', essentially various chemical powders wrapped in gum wrappers, scraps, whatever she can get her hands on. And her hair ribbon...
Abilities: Good at identifying chemicals, hiding, fitting into small spaces, and fixing things. She is a tinkerer at heart, and loves to find out how things work.
Weapon(s): disposable pen cartrige with a scapel blade attached
Appearance: Wigit is tiny for her size, made to fit into small places that most stitchpunks couldnt. She was orginally created with dolls hair as her own, but she has since replaced it with scraps of less-flammable fabric. She also has a difficult time finding clothing or covering to protect herself, and thus has pirated a dolls dress from the building she lives in.
Personality: Wigit
is painfully shy, due to that she has little to no interaction with others like herself. She is quiet, and meek, untill she gets settled into a situation. Beneath the surface how ever, there is an explosive personality waiting to come out, she has just yet to let it loose. She has the tendancy to get the 'little sister' syndrome, feeling a bit out of place, and too small in this big world, and will hide behind things and others bigger then her. It is not uncommon to see her get angry, and let loose into one of her explosive temper tantrums, though she mostly lets loose her anger via explosions of a different kind.
Other Information: Wigit was awakened in what was left of a high school. She mostly took refuge in the chemistry ward of the building, and spent nearly all of her time studying the perodic table, and the chemicals associated with it. She began experimenting with chemicals found in the building. Through multipule (and painful) trial and error, she learned to make powerful 'stink bombs', and 'flash bangs' from the materials found in the highschool. She has yet to find anyone like her, and belives to be alone at this point in time. She has a maternal side, often daydreaming about romance, spending a portion of her time in the schools library, flicking though the books left there. She does harbor a large fear for bodies of water, due to the face her frame is slightly dense, to widthstand the force of the explosions she may create, and her 'snap fit' joints. Should she venture in to water too deep, she'll begin to sink, and staying afloat is a sever challenge. It took several explosions for her to realize her joints were made to 'pop off' as it were, should she be involved in a heavy explosion. She referrs to them as 'snap fit' due to the snapping noise they create when they pop in and out of sockets. Nothing has been said that they will always attatch and detach so easily over time. Should a joint become detatched, the limb is essentially useless, and by all means painfull untill popped back into place.
Wigit also spent a number of times in the schools metal and mechanics shop, learning how to build, create and fix. She took up the nick names 'Wigit', after reading it in a woodshop book, after a tool mentioned in one of the text books. She is always tinkering with the left over machineiry found in the school, finding her small size a benifit into examining the finer inner workings to the machines provided by the decrepit building.
-In situations where she is nervous, Wigit will tug on her hair, and its not uncommon for her to pop several sitches in the process.
-Wigit has a small corner in the priests room of the cathedral that she's laid claim to. It has several small toys, a bed, and a small stockpile of her explosives.
-Under her dress, Wigit has several scars and stitch marks from various injures. Beneath the left shoulder, the fabric is held by copper wire.
Number Placement: Right hip, but covered by her dress.
Gender: Female
Years since Creation: 2 years
Date of Creation: November 23
Alignment: Saviors
Height: 5 inches
Fabric: Cotton
Metal: Copper
Anomalies: none?
Accessories: Wigit carries a length of stretchy IV tubing as rope to get to places she can't reach. Its not really a weapon. She also carries small, paper wrapped 'stink bombs' or 'flash bangs', essentially various chemical powders wrapped in gum wrappers, scraps, whatever she can get her hands on. And her hair ribbon...
Abilities: Good at identifying chemicals, hiding, fitting into small spaces, and fixing things. She is a tinkerer at heart, and loves to find out how things work.
Weapon(s): disposable pen cartrige with a scapel blade attached
Appearance: Wigit is tiny for her size, made to fit into small places that most stitchpunks couldnt. She was orginally created with dolls hair as her own, but she has since replaced it with scraps of less-flammable fabric. She also has a difficult time finding clothing or covering to protect herself, and thus has pirated a dolls dress from the building she lives in.
Personality: Wigit
is painfully shy, due to that she has little to no interaction with others like herself. She is quiet, and meek, untill she gets settled into a situation. Beneath the surface how ever, there is an explosive personality waiting to come out, she has just yet to let it loose. She has the tendancy to get the 'little sister' syndrome, feeling a bit out of place, and too small in this big world, and will hide behind things and others bigger then her. It is not uncommon to see her get angry, and let loose into one of her explosive temper tantrums, though she mostly lets loose her anger via explosions of a different kind.
Other Information: Wigit was awakened in what was left of a high school. She mostly took refuge in the chemistry ward of the building, and spent nearly all of her time studying the perodic table, and the chemicals associated with it. She began experimenting with chemicals found in the building. Through multipule (and painful) trial and error, she learned to make powerful 'stink bombs', and 'flash bangs' from the materials found in the highschool. She has yet to find anyone like her, and belives to be alone at this point in time. She has a maternal side, often daydreaming about romance, spending a portion of her time in the schools library, flicking though the books left there. She does harbor a large fear for bodies of water, due to the face her frame is slightly dense, to widthstand the force of the explosions she may create, and her 'snap fit' joints. Should she venture in to water too deep, she'll begin to sink, and staying afloat is a sever challenge. It took several explosions for her to realize her joints were made to 'pop off' as it were, should she be involved in a heavy explosion. She referrs to them as 'snap fit' due to the snapping noise they create when they pop in and out of sockets. Nothing has been said that they will always attatch and detach so easily over time. Should a joint become detatched, the limb is essentially useless, and by all means painfull untill popped back into place.
Wigit also spent a number of times in the schools metal and mechanics shop, learning how to build, create and fix. She took up the nick names 'Wigit', after reading it in a woodshop book, after a tool mentioned in one of the text books. She is always tinkering with the left over machineiry found in the school, finding her small size a benifit into examining the finer inner workings to the machines provided by the decrepit building.
-In situations where she is nervous, Wigit will tug on her hair, and its not uncommon for her to pop several sitches in the process.
-Wigit has a small corner in the priests room of the cathedral that she's laid claim to. It has several small toys, a bed, and a small stockpile of her explosives.
-Under her dress, Wigit has several scars and stitch marks from various injures. Beneath the left shoulder, the fabric is held by copper wire.