Player Name: Kima

Personal link: http://www.shadowness.com/Kima

Name: Malta Cryeglise

Age: 23

Sex: Female

Species: Tasmanian devil / Harpy Eagle

Height & Weight: 5'5" 135lbs

Social Status: UniClass

Physical Description:

Malta is a typical looking uniclasser. This hybrid does not stick out of the crowd, though her bright expressive eyes and rather sly, cocky expression seem to draw attention towards her. Some find her approachable; for some reason or another. Maybe it is because she carries interesting robotic, conversation-starters on her person; or possibly it is because she is a well-off, educated uniclasser, who knows. Either way, Malta seems moderately interesting.

There is nothing strikingly unique about Malta. She is a rather toned young woman who stands at about five and a half feet tall. Her form has an average athletic shape, a healthy body nothing more nothing less. She still has an effeminate yet strong figure, with long legs, a deep chest, and sturdy arms. Her voice is smooth yet playful, her pitch never reaching too high or low. The occasional city slang and accent slips past her lips, but nothing too uncivilized or ignorant sounding.

Malta doesn't seem to be too concerned when it comes to cosmetics; her short-canine looking face is riddled with an infinite amount of scratches and imperfections, most hiding under her thick, black fur. A few larger, disfiguring scars are clearly visible, one located at the top of her muzzle, another streaking down below her right eye. Malta’s heritage gives her many canine-esque features. Her Tasmanian devil face makes her look somewhat masculine, with a big black nose and a short snout; but do not let her rather goofy face fool you. Behind her black lips hide gigantic teeth. With the combination of her fearsome teeth and strong jaws, getting bitten by her would be rather devastating (although that type of fighting is considered barbaric).

In typical Tasmanian devil fashion, Malta’s snout is almost hairless. The black fur escapes the area around her nose, leaving a soft peach-fuzz behind. White, neatly kept whiskers frame her muzzle, twitching with each slight air change. Drawing attention away from her balding snout is her two bright yellow eyes. The gold orbs would look almost devious if it weren’t for the white spots above them, making her expressions look very exaggerated and toony. All of this fur would make you ask “So where does the Harpy Eagle come into play?” Upon further inspection you would notice a weird grouping of fluff atop her head. The mess of fur camouflages a crown of several long feathers. Those feathers react to different emotions, picking up in curiosity and excitement, and pressing back down in anger and fear. Similar to the décor on her head, the grayscale plumage also covers part of her forearms, shoulders and back.

Under her clothing hides her strong, rather masculine shaped core. Her heritage did not endow her with large breasts, though any type of rounded mass would be covered by her fluffy black fur. An arc of white streaks across the center of her chest, leading from one collar-bone to another; it’s a typical Tasmanian devil marking.

Behind her shoulders rest a pair of well feathered wings. These small wings are beautiful, with soft monochrome feathers. Although the appendages are nice to look at, they are pretty useless. Since they are not nearly big enough to carry someone her size, they only allow her to heighten her jumps. The silken feathers take over parts of her shoulders and back. The little extensions can be seen poking through her fur on the base of her neck, shoulder blades and along parts of her spine, forming a sort of feathery mane along her back.

Her hands and feet are lightly furred, and are all equipped with sharp, yet well kept claws. Oddly enough, her right hand is stained a very deep red. If anyone asks why the red was there, she would reply with a simple shrug.

To follow her strong frame, Malta’s waist widens out to rounded hips (with an adorable curled, fluffy tail decorating the top of her bum). If you keep going south and follow her legs, one would see her strong thighs that taper down to knock-knees, and eventually lead to thick calves and her strange looking feet.

Malta has a rather quirky fashion sense. She loves the skin tight under armor (or “cryo-flesh”) that many Argent City soldiers have; but in turn she also adores normal attire. Of course her idea of normal isn’t… actually normal indeed.

Above the black and grey cryoflesh bodysuit she wears dark green capri pants decorated with belts and straps. Her shoes are similar to Argent City soldiers’ boots. The black sock comes all the way up to her knee, and strategically placed armor forms the shoe and knee pads. Since Malta is an animatronics technician and mechanic, she often needs to protect her eyes and hands. Fortunately for her, she is equipped with a pair of orange goggles (which can magnify, x-ray and see in the dark), and two very sturdy brown gloves. When it is extremely freezing outside and her cryoflesh doesn't protect her, Malta wraps a bright blue scarf around her face, and covers up her chest with a brown vest and dark gray trench coat.

Background Info:
Malta’s family is typical, a mother and a father (her mother a Tasmanian devil mix, and her father a Harpy eagle hybrid) and one older brother. Malta grew up in a little City called Sanica, located to the North West of Einheit. She received a classical education, but ended up leaving school at the age of 17. She was tired of being harassed for being a hybrid, and she hated the idea of being stuck in a classroom; she would rather get her hands on some of the technology in her brother’s garage anyways.

Although her mother hated the brutish machines, Malta strived to be an inventor just like her elder brother (who was really more of an electronics collector). It didn’t take long for her to understand how most electronic devices worked, and she soon tried to open up her own shop. Unfortunately nobody in Sanica even gave her a chance since she wasn’t purebred. Once Malta decided to leave her city, she started to grow up and break away from her family. A few months after turning 18, Malta spoke with her brother and obtained her first hovercraft, the Vertigopter. The car was handed down from the boys of the family, but since she was the youngest she inherited the machine.

For about five years she wandered from city to city, building up her mechanic experience and meeting new friends (and enemies). Because Malta was a hybrid, she was usually scoffed at when she tried to socialize, but that didn’t stop her from trying (at the time, purebred colonies were a common occurrence). Most of her visits were not friendly though; she often was harassed for being a “filthy mixer”. It wasn’t until she met a well traveled man named Taniel in Einheit city, that she actually got noticed. With the help of her new friend, she finally got her hands on some decent technology. For several years she worked with Taniel, dealing with his random disappearances. Now she lives and works in electronics repair and invention shop called “The Diode”. With the hope of being in a powerful inventing team, and to make her father happy, Malta contently works in her shop, making a decent living on her own; minding her own business and leading a wholesome Uniclasser life. Or at least… is what she would tell you.

Recently Malta has been disappearing for days on end, making her way down into the undercity for one reason or another. She avoids direct eye contact with curious onlookers, and even seems to feel uncomfortable in the presence of others (especially strangers). Her muzzle seems constantly wrinkled in dissatisfaction, as if a horrible stench constantly wafts past her nose. If touched, the hybrid would flinch away and give a piercing glare to her “molester”. Malta sticks to a rather strict vegetarian diet, and will stand at least an arm’s-length away from most people, and bare-paw handshakes are out of the question. Her fingers will only touch an unknown body when it is covered in clothing… although because of her profession she often has to put up with touching bare, often surgically opened skin.

Lately Malta could be seen popping quite a few medications. Some days she looks extremely ill, the color faded from her furless maw and large bags under her eyes. If questioned, she would explain that she acquired heavy metal poisoning dealing with the harsh chemicals in her robotics lab. However, even with treatment, the poison never really seems to go away.

Personality Description:
Malta is a tad arrogant and stubborn, making her a little difficult to deal with. For most of her life she was raised around men, since her father was a rather popular mechanic. She inherited many characteristics of her father, including but not limited too: his brutish personality, mechanical knack, and his stubborn nature. She always seems to be rather emotionless when around strangers and may look even slightly intimidating. When alone she typically watches others around her with hidden curiosity, and normally doesn’t speak up to anyone. Although Malta is one of the boys at heart, she still keeps up the etiquette of her wealthy upbringing. She still treats most people with respect and courtesy…to a certain extent. Generally Malta tries to be as open-minded as possible but often catches herself contradicting the advice she may give others. She is never one to start conflict and would rather back out unscathed than to stand her ground. As the days go by however, Malta tends to act a bit more cynical and aloof.

Weapons/Equipment:
A happy-go-lucky robot named Nakulen 4. It’s about the size of a small Chihuahua. The N4 has a spider like shape with 4 stubby legs, two large expressive blue eyes. It’s body is sectioned off, it’s rear end being very large and round. Normally he is painted with different shades of brown, with some blue to contrast. His purpose is spot welding, delicate wiring and other various details fingers would not have the dexterity to perform. Although he does have some rather sharp, hot and dangerous tools, the robot seldom uses them on living beings. If he did, any form of injury would never escalate past a small gash or a second degree burn.

Malta also carries a five inch automatic spring-assisted hunting knife, and a pair of boosted Tesla gloves. The gloves are worn as normal attire and turned off majority of the time. She actually uses the gloves for work, not just protection. Although the gloves provide a slightly stronger shock, they are non-deadly. When the electricity is turned up, the most the Tesla gloves could do is burn skin and provide a temporary, muscle spasming, paralyzing shock… similar to a powerful tazer.