Player: Philo

Character Name: Kelva Torres

Age: 17

Sex: Female

Species: Gecko

Height/Weight: 5’2’ /100 lbs

Social Status: Outer Class

Physical Description: For those unfamiliar with the characteristics of her species, Kelva appears - at first glance - to be androgynous. Relatively short and slender, the few feminine curves of her body are often hidden beneath the loose, baggy clothing that she favors when not working. When working she wears a skintight black bodysuit that is made from a synthetic material and is significantly more flattering. Dominating her face are her large icy blue eyes, often attracting attention because she has a habit of licking them in public. Her face is streamlined and sleek because she has no hair or external ears, merely pale, slightly pebbly skin and small holes on the sides of her head. However, when one pays attention to her walk and talk she is undeniably female, albeit scrappy and tomboyish.

The other trait that makes Kelva stand out is the sheer paleness of her skin. It is, in fact, nearly translucent ‘ the faint colors and outlines of her internal organs are actually visible through her belly. She never thought it was weird because all of her family members look the same, but has since become very defensive about it. Her hands and feet are very large, with the tips of her fingers and toes being rounded. Kelva can’t exactly cling to ceilings, but she is able to climb and cling extraordinarily well, amazingly silent and stealthy.


Background: Kelva was born deep, deep within the depths of Undercity. Growing up relatively close to the lava vents, she spent her childhood scuffling with her four siblings and ‘reclaiming’ wrecked vehicle parts. She never even traveled about ground until she was eleven, more than content to stay where it was warm. Despite their rough and tumble relationship, Kelva was very close to her siblings, and was absolutely shocked and distraught when her eldest brother, Rico, was shot and killed by Ministers for ‘crimes against Unity’ a.k.a. spreading propaganda in Midcity. Soon after, her family was displaced when gang members took control of the neighborhood.

When she was 15, Kelva got her first ‘job’ ’ a man approached her and offered her 10 credits to deliver a package. It seemed like a pretty simple way to get some credits until a bunch of Hyenas started shooting at her. After surviving, all Kelva could think of was how good the adrenaline had felt and how much she wanted to do it again. So she did. Neither knowing nor caring about the things she delivered nor the gangs she delivered them for, she soon began thieving specific items or spying, utilizing her natural climbing abilities and stealth. Although still strictly small time, Kelva has a reputation for being dependable and getting the job done.


Personality: The best word to describe Kelva is ‘rambunctious’. Although graceful in her movements, Kelva’s attitude is anything but. Brash and cocky, her smart mouth has gotten her in trouble since childhood, something that has only very recently tapered. Regardless of this lack of tact, she is friendly and extroverted, considering her often offending remarks to be all in good fun. She is very close to her family, most of whom are still alive, but rarely talks about them.

Just as susceptible to fear as everyone else, Kelva nonetheless lives for adrenaline and excitement ‘ other people want nothing more than to go home and relax while Kelva wants to dodge gunfire and jump off rooftops. Her idea of a good time involves some form of danger or excitement. This will probably change if she ever gets into serious trouble, but the girl has been lucky so far. In regards to the Ministry, they killed her brother. Kelva hates them. This, however, is barely a new thing in the Undercity where she spends most of her time.


Weapons/Equipment: Kelva doesn’t carry any weapons, subscribing to the belief that they are clunky and only get in the way. The only possession she has that is of any mention is the skintight black bodysuit that she wears when stealing or sneaking into places uninvited. It cost her a pretty penny to have made, but is worth every credit.