GENERAL PROFILE:
Name: WH1T3
Class: Infiltrator
Race: Failed Siren clone/synthetic
Ethnicity: Caucassian
Gender: Female
Current Age: 23
Height: 5'4
Last Known Residence: Laboratories, G Sect., Vladof settlement, Pandora
Likes: Surprises, Cold pizza, blood, gore and guns
Dislikes: Being compared to any actual Siren. Being labeled as a lesser life-form. Being looked at funny.
Call-outs during battle:-
Killing an enemy: "That had to hurt.", "And stay down!", "Good-bye.", “I am not entertained.”, “I am NOT cleaning that up.”, “Nope!”
Critical Kill: "Was that too much...?", “Skill!”, “Boom, head shot!”, “Aaaand it's over 9000!”, “See you in hell.”, “I hope that was good for you...cause I am completely unsatisfied.”, “Ten points!”
Spotting a bad-ass: "We got ourselves a hero!", "[sarcasm]We got a bad-ass over here~[/sarcasm]"
Reviving Ally: "Tits or GTFO.", “Well aren't you lucky.”, “Get up you big baby!”, “Next time, you're on your own.”, “On your feet moron.”, “Beg for it.”
Idle: "What are we staring at...?.", "I'm not getting paid to stand around watching the clouds, ya'know. Let's MOVE!", “For the love of – HEY! Sit your ass back down and play the damn game.”, “Did you know that there's a 40% chance of dying while idle...at least press pause.”, “Whatever it is, you're sharing it with me...”
Reloading: “Wait for it...”, “This next one's for you!”
Tossing a grenade: “Here, catch!”, “Hold still.”, “Get over here!”
Grenade kill: “Ooooh, that's messy.”, “Really? You fell for that one?.”, “Twenty Points!”, “Don't see that every day.”
Action Skill: “Liberation! Freedom! More movement!”, “See ya around.”, “Look, I'm Jesus-ing!”, “Heads up.”, “From ground to wall. From wall to ceiling. From ceiling to wall. From wall to ground!”, “**** just got real!”
Melee Kill: “Five Points!”, “Blood equals freedom.”, “Weak!”
Personality:
WH1T3's definitely not an easy person to get along with. She prefers doing things on her own and in her own way. She shows no mercy and hates having to pull partners out of sticky situations. She's not one to rely on others and would rather die than ask for help.
Melee-ing and it's Perks:
Her melee attack consists of her cloaking a fist in a digistructed laser grid and lashing out at enemies.
Can be altered to digistruct a long needle like weapon and dash through multiple enemies in succession.
Action Skill:
Gravitational-Pull Displacement Veil or just G.P.d Shifter.
A small device, visible on her belt, which can nullify the planets gravitational pull by cloaking WH1T3 within a digistructed veil. The Device can then generate pseudo gravitational pulls along the bottom of her feet, allowing her to traverse walls, ceilings and leap greater distances.
Hand Drawn Images:
Her look is still heavily based on that of the Siren, Maya, wearing the Metal Fear head.
Simple action pose.
Placement of fabricated Siren Tattoos and stitching scars.
I will be working on this character, art for it and editing this thread as frequently as possible.
Thank you for reading.
Name: WH1T3
Class: Infiltrator
Race: Failed Siren clone/synthetic
Ethnicity: Caucassian
Gender: Female
Current Age: 23
Height: 5'4
Last Known Residence: Laboratories, G Sect., Vladof settlement, Pandora
Likes: Surprises, Cold pizza, blood, gore and guns
Dislikes: Being compared to any actual Siren. Being labeled as a lesser life-form. Being looked at funny.
Call-outs during battle:-
Killing an enemy: "That had to hurt.", "And stay down!", "Good-bye.", “I am not entertained.”, “I am NOT cleaning that up.”, “Nope!”
Critical Kill: "Was that too much...?", “Skill!”, “Boom, head shot!”, “Aaaand it's over 9000!”, “See you in hell.”, “I hope that was good for you...cause I am completely unsatisfied.”, “Ten points!”
Spotting a bad-ass: "We got ourselves a hero!", "[sarcasm]We got a bad-ass over here~[/sarcasm]"
Reviving Ally: "Tits or GTFO.", “Well aren't you lucky.”, “Get up you big baby!”, “Next time, you're on your own.”, “On your feet moron.”, “Beg for it.”
Idle: "What are we staring at...?.", "I'm not getting paid to stand around watching the clouds, ya'know. Let's MOVE!", “For the love of – HEY! Sit your ass back down and play the damn game.”, “Did you know that there's a 40% chance of dying while idle...at least press pause.”, “Whatever it is, you're sharing it with me...”
Reloading: “Wait for it...”, “This next one's for you!”
Tossing a grenade: “Here, catch!”, “Hold still.”, “Get over here!”
Grenade kill: “Ooooh, that's messy.”, “Really? You fell for that one?.”, “Twenty Points!”, “Don't see that every day.”
Action Skill: “Liberation! Freedom! More movement!”, “See ya around.”, “Look, I'm Jesus-ing!”, “Heads up.”, “From ground to wall. From wall to ceiling. From ceiling to wall. From wall to ground!”, “**** just got real!”
Melee Kill: “Five Points!”, “Blood equals freedom.”, “Weak!”
Personality:
WH1T3's definitely not an easy person to get along with. She prefers doing things on her own and in her own way. She shows no mercy and hates having to pull partners out of sticky situations. She's not one to rely on others and would rather die than ask for help.
Melee-ing and it's Perks:
Her melee attack consists of her cloaking a fist in a digistructed laser grid and lashing out at enemies.
Can be altered to digistruct a long needle like weapon and dash through multiple enemies in succession.
Action Skill:
Gravitational-Pull Displacement Veil or just G.P.d Shifter.
A small device, visible on her belt, which can nullify the planets gravitational pull by cloaking WH1T3 within a digistructed veil. The Device can then generate pseudo gravitational pulls along the bottom of her feet, allowing her to traverse walls, ceilings and leap greater distances.
Hand Drawn Images:
Her look is still heavily based on that of the Siren, Maya, wearing the Metal Fear head.
Simple action pose.
Placement of fabricated Siren Tattoos and stitching scars.
I will be working on this character, art for it and editing this thread as frequently as possible.
Thank you for reading.