Maximia Beflas
Derringer Defenses
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Posted - 2013.11.05 06:16:00 -
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Maximia Beflas' biography....sort of abridged
Height: 7'6" of very muscular build (Not extremely, but enough to seem like a body builder). not very busty though
Blue Eyes
Slight freckles on her face, but very few.
Slightly tanned skin, but of peachy color
Orange "ginger" short curly hair
Has her traditionl Minmatar tattoo of a black bull with vector art like flames all over her left arm with Minmatar writing all the way up to her neck and left side jaw.
Has a high voice and a slight slurred way of speech, doesn't enunciate as much as the average person.
Maximia Beflas was raised on a Minmatar planet, lived a traditional life, and had a very care free, "Happy-go-lucky" way of life. She didn't bother to work hard, and nothing really interested her other than sleeping, eating, boxing and lifting weights, rough housing with friends, and watching shows about daring pilots and their expeditions into the far out regions of space. It was her goal in life at that clueless, innocent youth: To join the pilots in their exodus, their odyssey of science and over the walls of the known worlds, into the storming tides of the unknown. After several job applications to aid pilots and exploration corporations, she had no luck on the such. It was until she found herself an opening in a company, composed of a group of privateers...or pirates. Maximia's size, strength, and devotion made her a great candidate for an oblivious hitman, as well as an easy prey for trickery. She worked in the hangars, counting cargo and organization, and as time passed she soared through the ranks and found herself as a squad leader of a hitman crew. She never ventured to the stars, but found pleasure in elsewhere, the horrid pleasure of sadism, to reap life and to pillage. Life had opened a back door for her, seeping with blood, the flashes of gunfire, the crying of the dying or the to be dead, and there she was, climbing the mound of corpses, bullets, and riches.
As all good things happen, all good things come to end. So was the same for her life as a pirate. She was targeted by a Minmatar defense firm and all of her group was imprisoned or killed, but her. She was notorious in her life and age as a 21 year old pirate with a copious 5 million bounty on her head, not much, but for a woman of her age was intriguing. The Defense firm wanted to tame the shrewd, which wasn't hard as Maximia wasn't the type to loose focus of standards, even as a pirate. She had always kept a clean room, a tidy dress shirt, a well kept hair, and a determined focus. She was given the ultimate of joining them as a new experimental group of test subjects or death. She chose the experimental route, she was too young to die for the spoils of thievery and the defense firm made sure of her success.
Few days later, she had awoken an immortal and trained as a pilot and a heavy soldier. She had taken a liking to the forge gun, with keen eyes and a steady grip, she could pick of soldiers a mile away, and her work with the sub machine gun was equally impressive. She had always been prone to charging due to her pirate instincts of instilling fear into the enemy, which doesn't exactly work when your fighting against immortals who don't have the same views as mortals. Maximia however had gained a reputation and a nickname as "the crazed *****" or "cannibal" as she ate the flesh of some of the dead enemies, howling and shrieking with laughter, again from her pirate ways of striking fear into the enemy.
The idea of striking fear was the same way she found Demel. Demel had been placing nano hives for his squad, right when Maximia hobbled in, spinning her minigun and splattering his squad- and Demel's legs, with a volley of bullets. Demel then found himself staring at the blood thirsty Maximia, snarling and hoisting him up in the air with one hand. All he could do was laugh and clap his hands. "So you're the person that my squads been talking about!?" He smiles and extends his hand out to shake hers. Maximia had never seen this casual attitude on the battlefield, she was fairly new to the whole ordeal, and she enjoyed the intriguing, androgynous voice and body of the petite mercenary. They talked about each other's life and quizzed each other about the way of a mercenary and their raison-d'etre. After some time, Maximia learned the first rule about Demel, he's sly and a sociopath, a good one too. He had shot Maximia in the heavy with her own sub machine gun after they exchanged information.
At a certain time, we all reflect on our past, and when Maximia came to that time, she remembered the tall girl she was, curled up with friends, dreaming of the future and the world beyond their senses that pilots sought to uncover. Where was she now, now that she was surrounded by bloodshed and bullets, constant death and rebirth, where was she now? She had to make herself something, to be someone,
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Maximia Beflas
Derringer Defenses
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Posted - 2013.11.06 06:33:00 -
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At a certain time, we all reflect on our past, and when Maximia came to that time, she remembered the tall girl she was, curled up with friends, dreaming of the future and the world beyond their senses that pilots sought to uncover. Where was she now, now that she was surrounded by bloodshed and bullets, constant death and rebirth, where was she now? She had to make herself something, to be someone who wasn't a walking battle machine. Thus, she decided to open a bar, a simple bar in the middle of a simple station where she took a sabbatical from the raging tides of war amidst the stars of space. She had also created a relationship with Demel, but Demel was always busy at work, and had issues of showing affection freely and openly. He's of a very interesting character and it isn't hard to see why somebody would be attracted to his nuances and ways, but he had another flip side to him as everybody does, and his other side, like an iceberg, was much larger and hidden from view. Their relationship ended, Maximia was heartbroken and upset, she had had relationships in the past, but Demel was like her and she felt a sense of unity with him, but he seemed to be a puzzle with the ability to fit with any piece, but never complete with someone else. The bar had failed too, she had usual fights with the customers, and news broke out of her notority as an ex-pirate. No where else to go but the way of the mercenary, Maximia had returned to the life style of death and rebirth, and no purpose was found.
Maximia continued her way until she found news of Demel's new company, Derringer Defenses. She gave a shot and applied for the job as a joke and an attempt to reconnect Maximia with one of her dwindling friends or loved ones, and was accepted without an interview. Demel was perhaps cold and unhearted, but he did know Maximia herself was a good accountant and coordinator, and Demel was not. They worked side by side, usually quietly, but as time went on Maximia and Demel grew closer. Just like Maximia, Demel had grown too. He had become a bit more expressive. "I've been living with so many Gallentians," He complained with a sneer, "They're just so happy and welcoming that it's contagious!". They soon grew close to each other again, but not to the point of a couple. They had learned to keep a distance between each other, but be open and fluid with each others warmth, and Maximia was happy with that. She hadn't exactly found purpose, or her life in the unknown of space, but she had made a little journey from a Matarian girl to a COO and CFO of a tiny corporation and close with a quaint Caldari "sociopath". She hadn't found her reason of being, but she found comfort in her current state, so perhaps she had no need for a reason to be, just to move along with the world and see where it'll take her. Move along with the changing rapids of the world, whether it be in comfort, or into the untouched.
Fun Facts and Stuffs about Maximia
Her name was supposed to be "Bel Fas" for a Matarian dialect meaning in a connotative sense "Beautiful face". Unfortuantely, her mother was dyslexic and misspelled a form when they moved to the planet Maximia was raised on. The more you know...((actually it was my fault, I realized it when I had gotten so close to adv heavy drop suits, didn't want to change it))
When she focuses, her eyes can move away from each other, but when she focuses they return to normal. Neat little party trick she has fun with.
She was diagnosed with Gigantism, but strangely she suffered none of the hampering symptoms one usually faces with gigantism when she was a mortal. As an immortal, all of her aliments were made void, or the ones that were impeding with combat.
Demel and her sleep in the same bed as they've known and been comfortable with each other to the point of it being acceptable even when not in a relationship, but it's usually her who pushes Demel off of the bed. Demel doesn't enjoy that. He usually only notices when Maximia climbs out of bed and accidentally steps on his back. This is common.
She tends to get into fights with people and doesn't enjoy calling people by "sir", "madame", "sire", "your dread lord" ((nobody says that anyway...)), or the like.
She usually wears a long sleeve shirt and slightly baggy nylon sweat pants. Sometimes jeans with two belts on ((cause she's a hipster like that)).
Her formal wear is a grey skirt and a formal white dress shirt with black lining. She usually wears as little makeup as possible and despises high heals.
She watches news a lot while petting Demel's hair while keeping him confined, against his will, to her lap. ((Demel doesn't like watching the news)) |