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We all know this was going to happen. Technically it already happened here but now I've expounded on it and added stuff and things.

Name: Cindra Tipcrek (Cin, Cinder, Cindrek)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Hekshanian(?)
Summary: Withdrawn and introverted. Prefers not to go outside if she can help it. It's not like she CAN'T talk to people, it's that, like most other Hekshanians, she has a broken trust in the sentient kind.

Backstory: She was a happy and eager teen, going to high school with high marks and even participating in the wrestling program. She had a family of just her and her mother, and life was good. One day when she was walking home from school, she was whacked upside the head and when she woke up she was in a plane strapped down and had bandages wrapped around her head. She was told that she had been jumped and injured with a nasty concussion. She was told that the hospitals on Earth didn't have the correct medicine and that she was going off-world for treatment. Due to her concussion, she saw nothing wrong with that. She went back to sleep to sleep off the headache, and was apparently out for a really long time, since by the time she woke up she was shaken awake being told she had arrived at her home planet. She was dropped off like dead weight and left to wander, still a bit tired and loopy from whatever had kept her asleep. Despite all the carnage and shady things happening around her, she didn't notice it; she had one place in mind: police station. Due to her being a bit loopy still, they gave her an empty cell in the station to stay the night and sleep off the medication. She slept for a solid 18 hours in that cell, and when she woke, the police had a grim answer to give her: her mother was killed in what was suspected to be a murder/arson case: her mom was murdered and the house burned down, and her recorded as missing. As far as anyone was concerned, this scrubby little planet a millennia behind technology wise, was home now. She found a little apartment on the edge of North Tek, and begrudgingly made it her home.

Additional: She is one of the few that doesn't participate in stim/dims and even heavy drinking; she had the mantra that those things were bad and to be avoided at all costs drilled into her. She instead took a job as a commercial boxer to pay bills and get food, with her channeling her angst and sadness by taking up painting. Occasionally she'll manage to sell a piece or two, but mostly these are just for her.

Seems very not-Mary-Sue-ish, right? WRONG!! Here's one more thing about her; see that question mark by her species specification? That's because there are a few things about her that suggest that somehow, somewhere in her family tree, there was a Non-Hekshanian. But which side that is is a total and complete mystery. She was a product of a one night stand where her mom was far too drunk to tell who was a Xeno or not, and her mom never told anything about her side of the family. The features of her non-Hekshanian bits are subtle, though. They're not often noticed until someone looks rather closely. Her nose is a bit more in line with her mouth, but it's not flat against her face; it's a bit like an almost-muzzle. She's a bit more strongly built than most other Hellcats, thus she's able to fight others in the ring and be able to win. Her tail, and the area immediately around it, are quite a bit fluffier than the normal Hek. Not usually noticeable due to clothes but in the boxing ring it's there for all to see, but everyone's usually high on some drugs or drunk so it's not normally noticed. Also it's quite a bit longer; it has a bad habit for dragging when she's in a depressed fit.

Her hair is naturally white, but to remember her mom she dyed her hair to match hers.

Hope you all enjoy my wall of text

Inhuman and Hekshanian race:

Description
We all know this was going to happen. Technically it already happened here but now I've expounded on it and added stuff and things.

Name: Cindra Tipcrek (Cin, Cinder, Cindrek)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Hekshanian(?)
Summary: Withdrawn and introverted. Prefers not to go outside if she can help it. It's not like she CAN'T talk to people, it's that, like most other Hekshanians, she has a broken trust in the sentient kind.

Backstory: She was a happy and eager teen, going to high school with high marks and even participating in the wrestling program. She had a family of just her and her mother, and life was good. One day when she was walking home from school, she was whacked upside the head and when she woke up she was in a plane strapped down and had bandages wrapped around her head. She was told that she had been jumped and injured with a nasty concussion. She was told that the hospitals on Earth didn't have the correct medicine and that she was going off-world for treatment. Due to her concussion, she saw nothing wrong with that. She went back to sleep to sleep off the headache, and was apparently out for a really long time, since by the time she woke up she was shaken awake being told she had arrived at her home planet. She was dropped off like dead weight and left to wander, still a bit tired and loopy from whatever had kept her asleep. Despite all the carnage and shady things happening around her, she didn't notice it; she had one place in mind: police station. Due to her being a bit loopy still, they gave her an empty cell in the station to stay the night and sleep off the medication. She slept for a solid 18 hours in that cell, and when she woke, the police had a grim answer to give her: her mother was killed in what was suspected to be a murder/arson case: her mom was murdered and the house burned down, and her recorded as missing. As far as anyone was concerned, this scrubby little planet a millennia behind technology wise, was home now. She found a little apartment on the edge of North Tek, and begrudgingly made it her home.

Additional: She is one of the few that doesn't participate in stim/dims and even heavy drinking; she had the mantra that those things were bad and to be avoided at all costs drilled into her. She instead took a job as a commercial boxer to pay bills and get food, with her channeling her angst and sadness by taking up painting. Occasionally she'll manage to sell a piece or two, but mostly these are just for her.

Seems very not-Mary-Sue-ish, right? WRONG!! Here's one more thing about her; see that question mark by her species specification? That's because there are a few things about her that suggest that somehow, somewhere in her family tree, there was a Non-Hekshanian. But which side that is is a total and complete mystery. She was a product of a one night stand where her mom was far too drunk to tell who was a Xeno or not, and her mom never told anything about her side of the family. The features of her non-Hekshanian bits are subtle, though. They're not often noticed until someone looks rather closely. Her nose is a bit more in line with her mouth, but it's not flat against her face; it's a bit like an almost-muzzle. She's a bit more strongly built than most other Hellcats, thus she's able to fight others in the ring and be able to win. Her tail, and the area immediately around it, are quite a bit fluffier than the normal Hek. Not usually noticeable due to clothes but in the boxing ring it's there for all to see, but everyone's usually high on some drugs or drunk so it's not normally noticed. Also it's quite a bit longer; it has a bad habit for dragging when she's in a depressed fit.

Her hair is naturally white, but to remember her mom she dyed her hair to match hers.

Hope you all enjoy my wall of text

Inhuman and Hekshanian race: