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"And then what happens?"
"...Two plus two equals four; I put sugar in my coffee and it tastes sweet; the sun comes up because the world 1turns.
These things are beautiful to me. There are mysteries I will never understand... But, everywhere I look, I see proof that for every effect,
there is a corresponding cause, even if I can't see it. I find that reassuring."
ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇs
ᴛhough outwardly compassionate and typically sweet, the woman has a hard side and certain hierarchical prejudices.
Typically she is easygoing and laid back albeit in possession of a confidence that can come across as arrogance, perhaps catalyzed by a tendency for
her attention to wander; she can commonly be distracted by mechanical, ornate, or sparkly trinkets. The woman also lacks social skills and etiquette; she can be incredibly blunt and/or awkward,
often entirely without tact. Predominantly, she is ruled by reason and logic; she believes in what can be proven, in what science exists and in the logic that she is able to calculate.
Occasionally, despite her warm bedside manner, this can make her appear cold - although she doesn't understand or encourage such assumptions.
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Aimee Kaiser
ᴍᴏɴɪᴋᴇʀs: Pixel, Pix, Doll, Tick-tock
ᴀʟɪᴀs: Pixelette Jung
ᴀɢᴇ: 34
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: 30s
sᴇx: Female
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Feminine
ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Kinsey's 5
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single
ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ: Unhindered
ᴍᴀɪɴᴛᴇɴᴀɴᴄᴇ: Low - the opposite of clingy and uninterested in public displays of affection; chaste outside of a private space
sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs: Felis Catus
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ: Albino American Curl
ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: German
ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Abigail Kaiser
ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ: Gerald Kaiser
sɪʙʟɪɴɢs: Gabriel Kaiser
ᴏғғsᴘʀɪɴɢ: None
ᴄʟᴀss: Middle-upper, though she presents as nobility
ᴠɪᴄᴇs: Absent-minded, confident on the border of arrogance, socially inept, prejudiced, cavalier, tactless
ᴠɪʀᴛᴜᴇs: Compassionate, needlessly sweet, candid, benevolent, magnanimous, pragmatic
ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs: Not specifically religious, though holds the belief that there is some higher being, a heaven and purgatory, limbo, and an afterlife - aware that these beliefs conflict and avoids explanation or deep thought, contrary to her otherwise consistently speculative demeanour
ᴇɴᴊᴏʏs: Trinkets, shiny/sparkly objects, butterflies, mechanics, flora, books, scientific exploration, spicy foods, heavy liquor, women, men, complex clockwork
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: Mathematics, psychology, snakes, sugary foods/drinks, red meat, dessert pastries, ballistic weapons
ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Unemployed
ᴠᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Pioneer and expert in clockwork mechanics. Occasionally dapples in basic medicine.
ᴡᴀʀᴇs: Clockwork parts and commissioned works,
simple medicinal herbs and powders
ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ: Currently unemployed
sᴇʀᴠɪᴄᴇs: Clockwork creation, design, repair, and servicing, slave management
ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs: Apothecary and light medical training; capable of stitching and sanitizing surface wounds (internal wounds are out of her bounds unless mechanical), basic chemical application, injections, and medicinal remedies for simple aches, pains, and conditions (such as flu, pregnancy management and early-stage termination, hives, haemorrhoids, arthritis, and some others, on request)
ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ: Case by case basis
sʟᴀᴠᴇs: None. All owned will be bestowed the same delicate collar.
ᴠictorian charm oozed from her in fashion and airs, angular features accentuated in statuesque aesthetic by thick kohl liner and naturally sharp
bone structure. Additional to standard physique, clockwork prosthesis replaced both her right hand and left leg, necessary in contrast to
the monochromatic, membranous wings and lace-inspired tattoos which also augmented her frame: strictly cosmetic modifications. Voluminous raven hair was bound tight to
her scalp on the left side by the confines of french braiding; a thick strand of white-grey running through the plaits denoted the passage of time while the right side of her head sported a vast swath of tumultuous waves. The woman was nothing
if not candid - unequivocally tactless and socially inept - but rarely malevolent in intent.
ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5'9"
ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 50kgs sans prosthesis. 80kgs including them.
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: Thin and soft, save for her buttocks and remaining leg, which are thicker due to her need to lug around a heavy prosthetic. Pear of frame, average bust, prominent collarbones and a thin, swan-like neck.
ʜᴀɪʀ: Black to the point of indigo tincture, side-parted and swept to the right, braided tight to her scalp on the left, one of the three thick strands now grey-white from the scalp. Voluminous near to the point of unruly, loose curls to waist-length
ᴇʏᴇs: White-blue, angled and heavily lined with kohl, topped with slender, prominently arched brows
ᴡɪɴɢs: Monochrome, butterfly-esque, membranous and too small to be capable of flight. Approximately 4' span
ᴛᴀɪʟ: Long, thick, well-maintained, atypical of her breed
ᴊᴇᴡᴇʟʟᴇʀʏ: A heart-shaped brass locket on a thick-linked chain
ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ: Alabaster
ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: Light grey stripes of pigment adorn her forearms and her singularly remaining right calf
ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs: Lace butterfly piece on her sternum, lace heart on her upper right thigh
sᴄᴀʀs: Thick, ropy scar tissue surrounds the joins of her clockwork limbs and thinner scar tissue runs in two strips, one vertically along her spine from the middle of her shoulder blades to the peak of her coccyx and the other, horizontal, wrapped 'round the left side of her ribcage and spanning about 5-6" in total length.
ᴅᴇғᴏʀᴍɪᴛɪᴇs: Clockwork body parts. Her right hand, to just past the wrist, is steel with brass knuckles and joints, an open panel of cogs on the back of the hand. The entirety of her left leg, to just below the hip/glute, is mostly steel, brass joints, a small compartment in the calf and more open cogs in a small rectangle on her upper thigh. The musculature inside is made of layers of mesh metals, the veins and arteries are wires or small tubes, and all is sensitive to touch, medically and magically infused with her nervous system. Three of the lowest ribs on her left side and five vertebrae are also replaced with steel.
ɢᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ
Commissions by Octaioa of Arts&Clients, Untruthfull, Hooke, and BlackBirdInk of dA respectively, couple sketch gift (Liling & Pix) by Skaikrasha of dA, bust gift by throw-rug of dA
ᴡᴀʀᴅʀᴏʙᴇ
A collection of Victorian era/edwardian steampunk attire, commonly fairly casual in mode in order to allow her the capability to work on short notice.
The materials, while simple in shape, are all versatile and expensive in material; her wealth is clear almost exclusively through this avenue.
ᴘixel's history is a mess in her mind. She is aware that there was a disastrous accident in her childhood which took her right hand and left leg, but the whole thing is a blur of dissected images. She can distinctly recall only pain and blood, but was later told that, at the age of thirteen, she was involved in an equestrian accident. She is told that she fell from the saddle and was thereafter trampled by the livestock that she had been herding, consequently crushing both her leg and hand to powder, as well as damaging her spine and ribs beyond natural repair. Taken to a world-class mechanic and doctor, Pix was grafted prosthetics; a right hand, a left leg, three ribs, and five vertebrae.
ᴡith the help of intricate, benign magic, these steel limbs and bones were connected to her nervous system and, after due rehabilitation, she garnered the dexterity and coordination capable of near-natural biology. As she grew, her prostheses were extended and replaced and, perhaps in reverence to the man who saved her life, Pixel undertook a similar vocation.
she is not ashamed of her clockwork limbs, nor is she particularly sensitive about them; if they make someone uneasy or if their display would be out of place, she will happily cover them with gloves and stockings. Additionally, she is amcable to indulge curious enquirers. The prosthetics are not overly clunky, and she is capable of tasks requiring high dexterity and adept fine motor skills - mechanical/clockwork repair being one such engagement - but they do emit series of mechanical clicks with the movement of wrist, fingers, knee, ankle and toes, and cause a noticeable limp. Occasionally, when she cracks her back, a careful listener may be able to distinguish metallic jarring.
ᴛhe butterfly wings were a preferential body modification, much like her tattoos. The delicate, membranous appendages are connected to her nervous system and, as such, are capable of tactile sensation and motion. She had the same doctor who attached her clockwork limbs graft the wings at an older age.
ᴘixel's family are alive and well, though over time she has grown estranged from them. The Golden Tether was an appropriate venue for her vocation, and she took to it with vigour. She has no issue with the slave trade and will rent or own a slave of her own where applicable. She was previously directly employed by the Tether as a handler.
