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Description
Updated. Not as pretty and fancy as the last one, but this one is more to the point.

Details:

Name: Scy
Age: 26
Birthdate: October 1st
Height: 4'7"
Weight: 92 lbs
Blood Type: --R
IQ: 332
Rank: Reaper

Likes:

Playing Pranks
Reading Scary stories
Star gazing
Smores and other junk foods
Weapon crafting, she made her scythe

Dislikes:

Being in big crowds
Being in the bright sun
She hates dressing up girly
She hates being teased, it annoys her and makes her angry

Habbits:

Has a bad habbit of chewing on her scarf/hoodie. Which is why there are a bunch of holes at the end of it.

Fun Stuff!:

Sooonggg: youtu.be/jc1ssUITgT8 and youtu.be/yvSNYSzASww

Back Story/personality:

When she was young, she went to the academe for Irken Invaders, she always dreamed of becoming an invader. She did okay in school, she did struggle slightly with some of the work. She did manage to make it to the final test in being able to become an invader, unfortunately, she missed it by 1 point, and failed. She was sent to the control brains to decide if she was worthy of keeping active or if her PAK should be scrapped and she would be terminated. The brains thought of a cruel funny joke to play on her so they could be entertained. They decided to remove her pak, and reprogram it to obey the empire no matter the cost, and made her new career "the reaper" She would be sent reports from the brains to eliminate any Irken they did not see fit to be in the empire. They had finished programming her pac and attached it back onto her. It was then they told her, her new mission, and she obeyed. She now stays in the dark zones of Irk running a grave yard and taking the lives of those who are not longer fit for living, anyone who enters her graveyard does not come out alive. She had become bored of the same routine and developed a sick way to entertain herself. She would hang and torture her victims and watch them slowly die and listen to them beg for their lives. Her anti-socialist personality that she has developed with this job has turned her into a bit of a psychotic loner who has no friends, no family, nobody. She spends her days hunting down her victims, and when she has nobody to hunt, that is when she rests or either works on her scythe, improving it as best as she possibly can.

Scy(c) myselfff

Description
Updated. Not as pretty and fancy as the last one, but this one is more to the point.

Details:

Name: Scy
Age: 26
Birthdate: October 1st
Height: 4'7"
Weight: 92 lbs
Blood Type: --R
IQ: 332
Rank: Reaper

Likes:

Playing Pranks
Reading Scary stories
Star gazing
Smores and other junk foods
Weapon crafting, she made her scythe

Dislikes:

Being in big crowds
Being in the bright sun
She hates dressing up girly
She hates being teased, it annoys her and makes her angry

Habbits:

Has a bad habbit of chewing on her scarf/hoodie. Which is why there are a bunch of holes at the end of it.

Fun Stuff!:

Sooonggg: youtu.be/jc1ssUITgT8 and youtu.be/yvSNYSzASww

Back Story/personality:

When she was young, she went to the academe for Irken Invaders, she always dreamed of becoming an invader. She did okay in school, she did struggle slightly with some of the work. She did manage to make it to the final test in being able to become an invader, unfortunately, she missed it by 1 point, and failed. She was sent to the control brains to decide if she was worthy of keeping active or if her PAK should be scrapped and she would be terminated. The brains thought of a cruel funny joke to play on her so they could be entertained. They decided to remove her pak, and reprogram it to obey the empire no matter the cost, and made her new career "the reaper" She would be sent reports from the brains to eliminate any Irken they did not see fit to be in the empire. They had finished programming her pac and attached it back onto her. It was then they told her, her new mission, and she obeyed. She now stays in the dark zones of Irk running a grave yard and taking the lives of those who are not longer fit for living, anyone who enters her graveyard does not come out alive. She had become bored of the same routine and developed a sick way to entertain herself. She would hang and torture her victims and watch them slowly die and listen to them beg for their lives. Her anti-socialist personality that she has developed with this job has turned her into a bit of a psychotic loner who has no friends, no family, nobody. She spends her days hunting down her victims, and when she has nobody to hunt, that is when she rests or either works on her scythe, improving it as best as she possibly can.

Scy(c) myselfff