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Notes

Singer / Gladiator for the Dread Zone Empire. "Dread Zone" belongs to Insomniac Games as part of the Ratchet and Clank series, but was altered and modified for an interesting large scale Roleplay. Andareil and K3 are both property of The Shadow Master of Weapons.

Andareil Initial Information

Name: Andareil (An der Ree ill)

Age: 32

Date of Birth: Inexact - Debated - Homeworld has a lack of directly transferable calendar dates. "That's a complicated question." Quote from Andareil.

Species: Maciskahla Fur-tailed

Species Breakdown: Fox like humanoid, mostly bare flesh, but overly tall almost rabbit like fox ears, with a very small tail, and thin frames that are overly dense on muscle. Most possess a very brutish strength that defies their lithe and smaller bodies. They have large appetites however and a taste for blood, and most enjoy combat greatly. While they are very intelligent, most however lack a drive for more than they have. Some of their greatest minds have gone down in galactic history for all sorts of various (in)famous things, but ultimately, they are a more simple race on the galactic scale, wanting some exploration, others enjoying fights, some liking other different kinds of entertainment and pleasures. Those on the Maciskahla Systems are born with one of three primary forms, all mostly humanoid though, often following their mother's genes. Andareil is a Fur-Tailed, and fox like in some regards. Namely the ears, fangs, tail if small one, and some heightened senses. She is very much a carnivore.

Height - Excluding Ears: 5 feet 6.1 inches // 1.68 Meters

Height - Including Ears: 6 feet 7.5 inches // 1.97 Meters

Tail Length: 1 foot 10 inches // 0.56 meters

Hair Length: Varies, generally between waist length or lower back length.

Skin Color: white, various blue tints.

Hair Color / Fur Color: Hot Pink, minor luminescent effects. All natural Coloration.

Eye Color: Sapphire Blue.

Reference Image: Pending Future Commission of Unknown Artist

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Clothing Preferences: Andareil enjoys trying on all sorts of various clothing, but she is ultimately what most people consider tomboyish. To the dead with dresses, she'll have her denim shorts and button up shirt, her thick hard cloaks, a suit if needed, but she won't be caught wearing those stupid feminine outfits. The closet she gets is an outfit almost like a schoolgirl's, but she still won't wear the skirt, and always wears shorts.

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Casual Wear

Undergarments: Boxers or similar for her groin, and only sometimes a bra. She may have a small chest, and is very boyish, so she hardly cares most of the time, aside from when in a full suit. It just feels better to have an actual sports bra on under them then go bare chested under the shirt.

Primary Outfit: More or less whatever she wants. She has numerous basic shirts and shorts that she swaps back and forth frequently when alone or doing her own thing. She isn't really known for standard outfit, just having a limited wardrobe off stage that she mix and matches.

Cold Weather: Andareil rather enjoys the cold. Unless it's in a heavy flurry of snow for that matter, she doesn't even bother with a coat. If she gets colds, she just gets a bit closer to her escort who will help provide her with more than enough warmth.

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Formal Wear

Primary Outfit: Long sleeve button up almost dress shirt, men's light vest, tie... shorts, long socks and sneakers. Andareil gives few fucks about dressing up, and she tends to play by her own rules.

Secondary Outfit: On the rare occasion Andareil is actually serious about looking proper, she has a full high class black men's business suit, including tie that she wears.

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Swimwear

Swimwear: Swim trunks and and what can be readily described as a sports bra.

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Intimate Clothing

Clothing worn for two purposes. Either clothing worn to show she is looking for a good time, showing off her body, or to show her mate that she has a sexual desire.

Intimate Clothing: N/A - When Andareil wants some fun, she goes on the hunt for someone herself, or just makes arrangements for a pet to be her plaything.

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Biography Information

Personality: By all means a tomboy, Andareil gives few fucks about being girly. She's a fighter and singer of sorts, and she'll rock on as hard as she wants. She may have some literal blood lust, enjoying a very bloody steak, and likes her drinks, and if her face wasn't so known, she may have very frequently have been judged for a guy at times due to her tastes, actions, and almost flat chest. Her face shows that she could be a girl, but ultimately, until it's proved, its hard to tell. This has never stopped her though as she just does what she wants when she wants. After all, she has the money, fame, and power to do it. She's all too happy to put anyone in their place if needed, and enjoys turning the tables greatly on people who expect things of her, only for them to turn out so horribly wrong.

Character Overview: Singer, gladiator, rock star. Andareil doesn't even try to be a girl, she gives no fucks about things like gender stereotypes and just does her own things. She fights in the Dread Zone empire of her own will with her large warbot at her side, and lives for a thrill. She doesn't spend too much time in the arena though, as she also loves rocking it out and calling the shots on stage. She'll just as quickly break your hand for touching her as she will suddenly smirk and take control in a different way, but she has left more than her fair share of guys blueballed. She is constantly questioning herself in the end, but not so much as questioning her existence and her mistakes, as she questions how she can do it again, but better, how can she get a larger roar from the crowds, is she into guys or gals. When the mood hits, she is ready to experiment with most things, but never about being girly, one of her biggest peeves about how she can't be just who she is, and who gives a fuck if her reproductive organs are on the inside or not, she'll stay exactly who she is and you can just kiss her ass or lick her boots, if she doesn't shove a boot up your ass. She does have a major thing for fire though, and loves putting it in her shows, or using fire based weapons. It's all just more flair for her, but usually, she loves the cold.

History: Short and quick, Andareil's rise to fame was taken through the fast road... and her deceased father's money and contacts. Andareil was always overshadowed by so many others, she really didn't stand out, and in fact her tomboyish attitude made her a bit hated and overlooked. She was one of 50+ children sired by a high end talent manager who used to be a major name in the business, and got around a lot. Even with all the protection he used, he still ended up with a number of children he didn't give a fuck for. In Andareil's case, her mother made a major effort to make Dende Johnny take credit for the child he stuck her with on a crappy space station that Dende promised to take Andareil's mother Weiss. For a while, Johnny did pay to keep Weiss quiet and comfortable on the space station out in the "middle of nowhere". Johnny had all of his comforts though, and anything he wanted, he could have brought to him while the station was building up, he was supervising the station's progress on a newly set up trade route that all the major stars would be piggy backing on between trips. As soon as Weiss was found pregnant however, Johnny said "Fuck that, you clear dun fucked with some other bone and I ain't cleaning that mess, no fucking sloppy seconds for me dog." Weiss had no funding and was forced to do anything she could to scrape by living on the station. Thankfully, it was receiving plenty of traffic at the time, and while no one wanted to give the hard pressed mother and child a ride off the station, they made ends meet.

19 years later, Weiss died leaving what little she had to Andareil, and Andareil took to enjoying herself a bit. She always had a small lust for blood, but promised her mother that she wouldn't join the arena's. With her mother gone however, Andareil didn't have to keep the promise of coming home unharmed. While she was small time in the start, it was enough to get Johnny's attention again, but for all the wrong reasons. While Andareil knew very clearly who her father was, Johnny didn't give a care about any of his supposed children, and never followed any of them. As a result, he never knew that Andareil was his daughter.

Johnny always wanted new things to play with, and as his name and career grew, so too did his want for younger girls to fuck and claim. After seeing a few matches of Andareil's, Johnny tried to cut her route back home off to lay claim to another virgin for his wall so to speak. Johnny and his crew tried to get on her good side, but Andareil finally had the first chance to speak with her father.

As usual, one of Johnny's men tried to introduce him as the most important person in Andareil's life, but she didn't care as she just kept walking. As Johnny got closer however, he just smirked, clearly looking over her body more than anything. Before he could even finish opening his mouth, Andareil just forcibly pushed him aside, into the wall and out of her way. "Move bitch, before someone smacks your retarded dead beat ass." Johnny was just leave speechless from the action, even his guards left dumbstruck for a few. It took a few seconds for one of them to move, only for the elf to get forced to his knees with Andareil turned, kneed him in the gut, and grabbed his neck forcing him to the floor on his knees. "Dende. Maybe you remember my mother. She may have been too scared to lift a hand against you, but I'll break your damned spine leaving me to rot in this shit hole." She stated very firmly. "The only thing I want, is your sorry ass in that arena with me so I break you nice and slow."

And just like that, Andareil threw the elf back into Johnny and walked off. In the coming weeks, three different sets of thugs tried to deal with Andareil, and all sets found thier asses handed to them by Andareil's natural strength and speed that her mother never used. By this time, a month had passed and if not for increasing problems on Johnny's part, that kept him distracted from exacting proper revenge, Andareil may have actually had a challenge on her hands. As Andareil had had enough now of it however, getting wind that Johnny was supposed to just have her place blown up now, she figured she had nothing to lose and went to break down his door and smash his face in herself, but before she could, the main office doors to Johnny's private suite at the top of the station blew up leaving Andareil smirking like mad, as she just turned and went to walk away.

Before she could get far though, she heard someone screaming behind her and running down the hall. Of course, it was Johnny, who was screaming her name and then took cover behind the little girl as a group of robotic forces slowly followed Johnny out of the mess. "Come on girl, you know I treat you right for this, kill em, take em apart like you did that last match o yours! Save yo daddy girl!" Johnny screamed as the bots moved closer.

"Are you related to Dende Johnny?" The lead robot asked, Andareil just smirking like mad as she glanced back slowly to her father, Andareil knowing exactly what kind of power she held.

A deal was quickly made and in a short and very brief session in a legal center, Andareil was proven to be Johnny's daughter and with some mysterious backers, Andareil had full power over Johnny's estate now, leaving most it behind to be taken by the group who wanted Johnny's head in exchange for a small sum of her own to let her leave in peace. More importantly, she walked away with quite a bit of information and eventually found her way to a better world, where she took up some other hobbies and found Dread Zone during its between seasons restock. While Andareil had always enjoyed rocking out a bit on her own time, she figured she may as well put some of her cash to use and took some lessons under one of Johnny's old clients. She quickly found she had some talent and with some work, in just a few years, she was ready and hitting some stages for fun. Using her father's old contacts and drawing on some favors of various kinds, but none of which sexual at all, Andareil found herself quickly rising through the ranks of other singers and fighters. She quickly made a name for herself and soon enough the overlooked and uncared for Andareil was well known. While she did abuse her power as the official daughter of Dende Johnny to get her career started though, she quickly made sure that it was her name and only her name that was spoken once she was on the rise. In less than year after she saw to her dad's death, she was hitting the leader boards on various galactic networks, but ultimately she found a nice place in Dread Zone and has since stuck to what she loves.

Lifestyle And Primary Residence: Her way, all the time. If Andareil wants it, Andareil tends to get it. She is one of the people who knowingly joined up and signed on with Dread Zone of her will and so she has a great deal of freedom. She lives her life with as much pleasure as she wants, as a long as she keeps rocking it out and fighting in the arena's, then she will have all the cash she wants. She eats and drinks well, has as much fun as she wants, and ultimately, just follows her tomboy heart. She clearly took some shortcuts on her way up, but now that she is there, it's her life and she leads her way.

As for her primary residence, it's an old and outdated military troop barracks vessel. Originally built to house, feed, bed, and help keep up to 20 men ready for a fight at a moment's notice. The ship did come with its own almost 4 meter tall cargo bot though that had been retrofitted for combat. Andareil liked it so much that she just decided to improve it and maybe put it in the arena. Instead when she turned it on after upgrading it, its onboard AI defaulted to some older variation with a strange set of kinks and errors. It had a little bit of a sense of humor, but also loved to rock out as well and Andareil refused to change it. Instead, she now keeps him as a pet, and even takes him into the arena with her and puts him on stage with her as well. The ship is extremely basic, but with her new buddy, the two of them make it work well. With the addition of a few maid and security bots to keep it clean and secure, Andariel is perfectly fine to live and sleep on the hard bunks with no sense of grace or real trace of a lady's touch. She's certainly not one after all.

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Loves / Likes / Dislikes

Physical Pleasures: Although she doesn't really dance (at all), she does like being on stage and putting on a show, putting her voice to work. She has a few moves, but what she prefers is more motions and movements depicting a story if anything or a faux fight on stage or just rides around on her companion's shoulder. Additionally, she loves getting into a fight and is a moderately ranked gladiator, although she hardly cares for the cash, she just want the feel of a blood rush.

Physical Dislikes: For as much of a singer and star that Andareil is, she gets bored fast with dressing up, leaving some of that to her management team. She hates legit dancing for the most part, and hates being shown off. She has a thing against just standing still for too long as well.

Emotional Pleasures: The rush of blood and the beat of a roaring crowd from either a gladiator match or the stage are just perfect for Andareil. She may be a tomboy, but she does like to show off just a bit, just not her body... at all.

Emotional Dislikes: Being made to stand still and look good is a quick way to get Andareil to just tear the clothes off and go back to her usual outfit and find her own entertainment.

Favorite Food: Barely cooked and bloody meat, a nice massive steak seasoned just right will bring a smile to Andareil's face every time. It does have to be a little cooked though, straight up raw will not work.

Favorite Drink: Straight Blueberry Mint Vodka or an Iced Mocha Whiskey.

Favored Chemical Substance: Andareil is a large scale heavyweight drinker, but it hardly ever shows. She needs a heavy barrel of the almost fatal stuff just to get high, not that it stops her from partaking in reason.

Important Possessions: N/A. Andareil has little need for silly collectables, aside from some storage space for some the games she plays on the holo-net.

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Important People

Important Person: K3-NTT-0356Z

Relation: Andareil's personally killer robot and friend. The two of them now own a major stage and point in the news.

Notes: A retrofitted cargo bot that Andareil just loved the AI on. He's loyal to a fault, but Andareil wouldn't share the stage with anyone else.

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Lust Interests

Lust Interest: Unique and different. Andareil's tastes frequently change for what she might be in the mood for, but nine times out ten, she will always be the one in charge and the one on top. She doesn't really have a specific type of man she seeks, but she does know that she enjoys a challenge at times.

Sexual Desires: Very tomboyish and very direct, when it comes to sex, she is almost always the one in charge and she runs the show. She'll say and enforce what kind of acts are going on, how fast, if her partner even gets any treatment other being dominated.

Love Interests

Love Interest: N/A Why bother, Andareil certainly isn't looking to settle down.

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Extras

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Abilities

Limited Pyrokenetic Abilities - Although unable to actually directly control sources of generic fire, Andareil can influence some kinds of fires, and uses and abuses it. For the most part, she is fire proof when it comes to smaller flames or blazes, but an out of control deadly fire can still start to burn and cook her. The heat hardly bothers her as long as she stays hydrated as well. The degree of influence over fire that Andareil has is extremely low however, and only a very short ranged effect. She cannot stop or start them, but make them burst out and flare up in small jolts in the direction of her choosing, up to and including having a belt mounted unit deploy a good short burst of fire, and using her abilities to make her look almost like a phoenix for a brief second. Ultimately this ability is unexplored and untrained in proper detail, Andareil not caring for training either, as she really only uses it for flair and effects on stage. The sole gift from her father, the direct power and actions involved with this process are that Andareil can directly influence certain chemical reactions in the air around her, and only at a very short range. As it is far more subconscious then active conscious thought in practice, it only allows for limited use and influence of these reactions.

Gladiatorial Information

When it comes to fighting, Andareil prefers a high octane fighting style. She goes to make as big a show as she can, getting fancy and right to the point. Her usual weapon preferences include the baseline dual pistols, some kind of assault rifle, the bomb glove, and melee weapons. As Dread Zone reskins and changes up the weapon selection with each season to keep the ratings high, these are merely the first choice of weapons that Andareil prefers. As all Dread Zone weapons are for the most part heavily customizable as well, she prefers adding fire or electrical elemental mods to her weapons for a bit of added flair and prefers adding numerous ammo and fire speed mods to her weapons as well for a large and faster spread of ammo on the field. Most importantly, she always fight with her cargo hauler turned battle bot buddy K3 at her side, using him as a shield when needed, but often going in head strong. She is a high ranked gladiator in the long term scale of things, sitting on a nice Rank 5 of 7 title (also subject to change between seasons), and while she could advance even higher with just a bit more work, often sticks to Rank 4 or lower arenas or gauntlets, going first for a show for the audience, and less so about advancing. She already gets a major rush of blood. The majority of her fans now know that they don't watch Andareil in the fights to see her advance rank and try for the Rank 7 Podium, they watch to see her put on a bloody mess of a show, and the multitude of fans she has love her for it.

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K3-NTT-0356Z Initial Information

Designation: K3-NTT-0356Z

Service Time: 86 Months

Date of Activation: Unrecorded - Faulty Memory Program. Basic Model Number implies activation date for service was between 65 and 85 years ago. Retired early with ship and left in a used shipyard for decades.

Model: Theritic Modular Cargo Hauler. Heavily retrofitted with weapons.

Model Breakdown: Almost 13 foot tall multi-purpose and repurposed cargo hauler. Primarily humanoid in shape, two legs, two arms, head unit around a central chest region, the unit stands tall, has various clips and ejectable cargo bars to load up and move cargo several times it weight and size even. Built to be humanoid for its flexibility, K3 can easily move just as agile as any basic humanoid, if not more so with its line up of fully rotational joints. Built originally to move and haul cargo, or play defense and set up barricades even under heavy fire, it takes a hell of a lot to even scuff the paint on K3. This makes him perfect for gladiatorial combat. As most of his armor covered a rather smaller primary frame, there was plenty of room for improvements, additions, and other gear to be installed without compromising the flexibility or endurance of the unit.

When Andareil bought up the ship and him with it, he was left in standby, but did have high caliber rifle built for someone his size. This weapon was its primary weapon at the time, and while it did have basic combat subroutines, it was hardly combat ready. The best that anyone can guess wanted the robot to be able to lay down suppression fire to draw fire away from the military crew on board.

Andareil decided she may as well upgrade him the rest of the way. And spent a large fortune giving him multiple weapons, all mostly sound based, or explosive based. She also added various "stage equipment" to him, up to and including holo-projectors, shoulder mounted super speakers, and neon light projectors, including back mounted disco ball launcher unit.

Height: 12 feet 9 inches // 3.8 Meters

Exterior Plating Color: Polished obsidian black, cyan / sky blue accents, red / orange / blue light plates / strips noting threat level and weapons access.

Reference Image: Pending Future Commission of Unknown Artist

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Biography Information

Personality: K3 likes to fight and he likes to rock. With Andareil he can do both and has no qualms at all about following the lithe fox girl around like a puppy to a point, a heavily armored and weaponized almost 13 foot tall puppy anyway. He mimics her a lot, but he knows what he is and won't give two fucks about being her slave. He knows he's a slave, even if he gets shown off as a pet more often than not, but it's all just a word to him. Andareil is his master and he'll die before she does or set out to kill everyone on her hit list if he fails.

History: Built as a cargo hauler for a military troop transport at the end of a stupid war, K3-NTT-0356Z did not see much actual use. Not that he minded, there was work to do and the crew didn't mind his odd tastes in music too much. He was pretty much bullet proof and laughed it all off, but with the war ending too quickly for his tastes and being stuck to the ship, he never really got to do much. The crew attempted to find some other work once retired, but ultimately, it was all doomed from the start and K3-NTT-0356Z was eventually turned off and sold with the ship.

The next he remembers is waking up with a full systems update, new hard and software upgrades, and plenty of weapons, including a full sound system that he turned right away and started to rock out a bit before even questioning what was going on. His fate as Andareil's robot combat / stage buddy was seal from the start and he now follows his master around without question, always making sure to keep her safe, or try to at least, she can defend herself easily enough. In any case, he is ready to rock or shot up a song with only a glance from Andareil.