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Quickie I sketched up. I really kinda like this one hahah. Quarian lady stranded on a planet filled with criminals just trying to make it through the day. Her suit is patched up multiple times and she wears a wide ragged cloak to hide her contours. Something like that.
Too many things buzzing in my head hah
Too many things buzzing in my head hah
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Alien (Other)
Size 1084 x 700px
File Size 370.8 kB
Oh man. Each day is like a battle to keep her suit patched up and minimize exposure. She can only come and go from her one safe haven at night because its the only place where she managed to rig a clean room. Like a cave or something. Its wall are adorned with all kinds of busted gadgets like ancient Indian wind chimes as she leaves to collect more to hopefully cobble together either something she can sell or repair her suit with.
Always hiding in the shadows and out of sight, a small notebook in her hands she writes down whatever intel she can gather in case she manages to get back to the flotilla. Her omnitool stopped working a long time ago, but despite her best efforts, she has simply never been the best with electronics. Sometimes she manages to find an old one in the scrapyard, but they usually blow up on her before she can try and use it to contact anyone.
But it's too late to give up hope. This can't and won't be the end of the story.
(I'm so touched you continued my idea omg)
But it's too late to give up hope. This can't and won't be the end of the story.
(I'm so touched you continued my idea omg)
(down the rabbit hole we go)
The planet is littered with the hulks of derelict ships in decaying orbits. Her heart pounds in her chest each time she see's a star brighten in the sky, hoping that maybe, just this once, it will bring with it a means to escape this hell hole.
But even the few times she has been fortunate enough to have a derelict ship crash land close enough to investigate she doesn't have the means to fight off other scavengers and often sits in hiding, tearful as she watches the fresh wreck get picked apart like a carcass.
The planet is littered with the hulks of derelict ships in decaying orbits. Her heart pounds in her chest each time she see's a star brighten in the sky, hoping that maybe, just this once, it will bring with it a means to escape this hell hole.
But even the few times she has been fortunate enough to have a derelict ship crash land close enough to investigate she doesn't have the means to fight off other scavengers and often sits in hiding, tearful as she watches the fresh wreck get picked apart like a carcass.
(this kills the man)
Some days, she simply wishes it would end as she sits in hiding, but she will never give up hope. Some quarian has gotta pop up here one day... one day they'll find her and she'll return home... she can barely remember her mother's name, let alone her face. Has it really been that long?
The citylife is roaring over her head, and she pulls the long, torn cloak a little tighter around herself. Just don't catch anyone's attention.
Some days, she simply wishes it would end as she sits in hiding, but she will never give up hope. Some quarian has gotta pop up here one day... one day they'll find her and she'll return home... she can barely remember her mother's name, let alone her face. Has it really been that long?
The citylife is roaring over her head, and she pulls the long, torn cloak a little tighter around herself. Just don't catch anyone's attention.
(THIS HURTS YOU)
She has to basically boil her food sterile, cooking most of the nutrients out of it. -That is if she can find something dextro based. Typically she has a small plot of land by her hideout that has some dextro based plants that have to be nurtured carefully or she'll starve.
Some times she has to resort to eating bulk levo goods like flower mixed with water just to feel full, even though it does nothing for her. She'll sit in her cave, cloak drawn tight around her as she watches the tiny flame of her burner lick at the bottom of an old pot to sterilize the mixture. It's light casting dancing shadows around her kingdom of ruin as her scratched and chipped visor dully reflects a panorama of austerity.
She has to basically boil her food sterile, cooking most of the nutrients out of it. -That is if she can find something dextro based. Typically she has a small plot of land by her hideout that has some dextro based plants that have to be nurtured carefully or she'll starve.
Some times she has to resort to eating bulk levo goods like flower mixed with water just to feel full, even though it does nothing for her. She'll sit in her cave, cloak drawn tight around her as she watches the tiny flame of her burner lick at the bottom of an old pot to sterilize the mixture. It's light casting dancing shadows around her kingdom of ruin as her scratched and chipped visor dully reflects a panorama of austerity.
Aaaah man you're in for a ride. I hope you're gonna have fun though! I've been RPing in MERP for over three years now, and haven't made a new character that's stuck in a while, phew.... (I hope that krogan is gonna stay, I'm making him for an online forum. First forum in almost a decade help) lemme know if you need any advice though!
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