Idlae Ludibriorum App: Shay

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Name: Shay Eden Smith
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Partner:
Height: 5’ 6
Weight: 125
Place of Birth: Los Angeles, CA
Inventory:
- Dagger
- Pistol
- Small can of salt
- Matches

Vehicle (Not Required If partnered with someone with a vehicle.).: Pink Ducati 1098 [link]
Personality:
_Competitive: She’s that one girl who tries to beat everyone and be better than anyone, usually leading her into situations she just can’t handle.
_Boyish: She’s athletic, and doesn’t really wear dresses much, doesn’t do her make-up a lot. Her boyishness, is the fact that she acts completely like a stereotypical dude. She likes sports, fighting, eating and motorcycle, while she hate’s cleaning, being patient, asking for directions, and having to wear make-up. She still likes to look nice though.
_Snobbish: She’s kind of that one girl who believes she’s totally the best at things. Usually leads to conflict with the people around her. It’s not really snobbish, but more so that she thinks she’s the best. It’s really just a façade ( explained in Bio).
_Brave: She is brave, often times heading into situations where most people are scared or worried. She’s the one that usually charges in first. She can get people to believe in her, cause she offers a sense of courage that is sometimes misplaced.
_Brawn: Brawns before Brains. She doesn’t really think first, that attributes to her Bravery. She doesn’t think about the situations she’s in, she usually just acts first, forgetting the consequences as she does so.
_Determined: Her determination is usually a good thing. Usually. Sometimes her determination leads her into situations where she should stop, and go back, but still she keeps trying. But, to be clear, if there is no hope, and she knows it, she will turn back. She’s stupid but she’s not that stupid.
_Stupid: She’s so, so, sooo stupid. I mean sometimes, she’ll give you these weird answers or like thought processes as she’s speaking to you. Sometimes, you want to just punch her because she won’t stop talking. Her stupidity however, does not deter the fact that she can fight,

Bio/ History (At least a paragraph):
Shay was born into a typical American Family of four, one father, one mother, and two kids. Her Father was a well-renown Surgeon, so he earned his family the big bucks. Her mother however, was a stay at home mom, with a tendency to be overly protective of her family. Shay’s older sister Madeleine ( only by 3 years) was the nicest, prettiest and best sister a girl like Shay could ever hope for. Shay’s family was a close-knit group, with a reputation for being one of the nicest families in their neighborhood of Los Angeles, CA.

Shay and was the captain of her cheerleading squad throughout her final years in High school. After practice one day, as she was walking home, Shay had the feeling of being followed. She’d stopped and looked around but found nothing out of the ordinary. Shay ran home immediately as fast as she could, rushing inside her house and calling out for her parents. To her relief they were both home, and she was notified that her sister Madeleine was still in her final class. Shay continued on with her day, believing she was just imagining things, and went on with her life.

A week after Graduation, tragedy struck. Shay had just come back from the market when she heard the sirens and the tell tale signs of a fire. Walking home, she tried to stay as calm as possibly, the mantra of ‘That’s not my house.’ Or ‘It’s not us.’ crossed her mind several times. But as she got closer to home and the sirens grew louder and the smoke became thicker as the smell of burning became stronger, Shay’s heart began to beat more rapidly. Shay ran the final 6 blocks home. In a burst of energy, Shay rushed inside the house, running through the fire as she cried desperately for her family, fire fighters chased after her as she entered the house. Rushing towards the living room, she ran into the sight of her family, lying prone on to the ground and unmoving and blood surrounding them. Tears spilled as she rushed over to them, shaking them and begging for them to wake up. Her mother was the only one to respond. Her mother looked at her in sympathy. Shay would be the only one to live, and living with the death of her loved ones was something a mother would never wish upon their children. Shay’s mother pulled off her own necklace, passing it to Shay, told her directions, a destination, congratulated Shay on graduating, and apologized.

Shay was rushed out and saved by fire-fighters before the building collapsed, her family lost with it. She was heartbroken, and depressed. The next day Shay left the hospital immediately following her mothers’ instructions to a storage unit. Inside their lay a multitude of swords, books, maps, and objects of all kinds. Looking at everything Shay noticed an enveloped that titled ‘Incase I did not survive to tell my kids.’ Inside the letter described her mother’s job as a hunter and gave Shay a clue on how her family died, or rather was killed.It explained many things to Shay. Feeling determined, she set out to be a hunter like her mother, so that families like hers’ wouldn’t have to suffer. The first thing she did, was head to where it all started, Texas. She left for Texa, on her ducati, with only some money for necessites, extra clothes, a couple of small daggers she'd found in her mothers storage, the necklace her mother gave her, and a picture of her once happy family. There she met her Aunt, who was a hunter, and trained vigorously. She plans to eliminate as much evil as she can before her time passes, in hopes of avenging her family, and saving countless others.

She's still training today, and hopes to one day set out on her own Missions/Jobs, without being her Aunt's Sidekick.

Likes:
-Running
-Exercising
-Sports
-Fighting
-Swords
-Girls
-Talking
-Motorcycles
-Jackets

Dislikes:
-Waiting
-Not doing anything
-Having to work
-Cleaning
-Stuff having to do with intelligence
-People calling her a girly girl, ‘cause she obviously isn’t

Extra:
-She’s quite knowledgable in Fighting, Sports and Food ( cause she likes to eat)
-She has a high metabolism, that’s why the weight and Height ratio. Her weight is mostly muscle.
-She’s a racing enthusiast, and addicted to swords.
-She gets confused when people speak to her with big words.
-She’s okay with guns, but she doesn’t really care much for anything but snipers.
-She finds men attractive, but she leans more towards women, so she identifies as a certified lesbian.
- usually did swimming or soccer when she wasn’t cheerleading, and trained in Tae Kwon Do and Jiu Jitsu after school
-Had ADHD and Dyslexia
-Parents gave her a pink Ducati 1098 for graduating.
-She had everything in her mother's storage unit , Swords, Maps, Books, etc. shipped to a house her mother owned in Texas. She does not use the money she inherited from her family's insurance, but instead keeps it in a bank account that has been untouched since their death.
-Uses only the money her aunt gives her.
-Lives with her Aunt
-Carries her cell phone, and a picture of her family.
Current Earnings: $45

Rp Snippet (An in character reply to one of the three RP prompts given ) :
In the middle of nowhere, a pink Motorcycle is parked on the side of the road. The owner of the vehicle leaning against it with her arms crossed, and a frown on her face. She looked at both ends of the road in frustration. She felt the first drops of rain on her face and she groaned. “ Oh My GOD!” She shouted in frustrations. Feeling the rain start to fall harder, She pulled her hood over her head in hopes to block out the rain. The hood helps only minimally. She mutters to herself, seething. ‘ I thought aunt Diana said she took it to the shop for me.’ She thought as she crossed her arms once again, and tried to block out the cold of the rain by hugging herself.” It’s the last time I trust her stupid 'Sure Shay' speech.” Her frown deepened. “ I should’ve known she’d forget.” The now identified Shay whispered. Turning back towards her bike, she noticed the rain washing over it, and she frowned. She didn’t have anything to cover her bike with. She looked up towards the sky and narrowed her eyes. ‘ I’m watching you, big guy.’ She thought to herself. Quickly, she took off her jacket and tried to cover as much of her bike as she could as she shivered. Her T-shirt stuck to her as the rain seemed to fall even harder. She looked at her bike one more time. “ I’ll come back for you.” She told her bike, teeth chattering as she does so, before she started her long run down the road and hopefully towards civilization.