Mynoka Karakal

[Mynoka]

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ]:
Mynoka Karakal

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ]:
Manic
+ Sixth Sense (Sees the world in auras of color.)

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴅᴇғɪᴄɪᴇɴᴄʏ]:
- Blind to all things non-living.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴀғғɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
Gamma Centurion

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ]:
Elora (The Capital)

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ʏᴇᴀʀs]:
27

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
Recon

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ]:
5"4'
(1.6 meters)

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ]:
95 pounds

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟɪᴛʏ]:
Myn is frail in physical build; she isn't exactly a fan of food and skips meals frequently. Her face is angular and carries a complacent expression at most times. In the most literal sense, her eyes are pearlescent beads. Her hair is worn in a shagged and short manner and is dark auburn in color. Her skin carries the shade of a tanned leather hide. Most accurately, she could be described as feral in every sense.
She enjoys wearing mesh and netted clothing, mainly because it breathes easily.
She has deep scars along her right forearm and left leg.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴀᴍᴇɴᴛ]:
Myn feels apathy toward just about everything, as is plastered across her placid face. She is calm in most situations — almost desensitized — allowing her to be more analytical. She shuts herself away from humanistic compassion (as well as other races), knowing the corrupt nature of her species, but she feels empathy for creatures of 'purity'. In truth, she doesn't have much of a personality and believes that actions work more wonders than words. She mainly wants others to suffer as she has, and she possesses no fear of death. Myn has no interest in the common good, as those values were never instilled in her.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇs]:
Animals and uhh......animals.
She's fascinated with blood.
She also has a fair liking for particular sweets (mainly pastries). They can't be too bland, nor too sugary.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇs]:
Overeating, overbearing people, animal meat.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴍɪsᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜs]:
Myn tags along with the Gamma crowd for the sense of power and belonging that she had never before known. She does not believe in good or evil — merely the attitudes that impact the world for better or worse. Her ties are not bound in fine lines of paper, but by common interest. If these interests were to change, well, she'll be gone like a leaf in the wind.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀɪᴛ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
No portrait as of yet.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴀɴᴛʜᴇᴍ]: