Frink II RP- Brian and Maya

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Brian

Name: Brian

Age: 28

Gender: M

Species: Entsetzlichehunde

Height: 7'2

Fur: Black and brown

Hair: Black and brown

Eyes: Brown

Clothing: A baggy pair of dark green shorts.

Personality:

Has an IQ that you could count on one hand. He's mentally challenged, and rarely has anything much in his head. He very rarely talks and when he does, it's very basic. Brian is extremely single minded and stubborn, and will never do anything contrary to what Maya tells him. He rarely does what other people want anyway, unless Maya's there to tell him it's OK. He's fiercely loyal to her and will do anything she asks of him. Although not overtly agressive, has a tendency to lash out when confronted.

History:

Brian was, as far as anyone knows, born in a rough mining colony on Io. This is a safe assumption, as that's where he lived for his entire life before moving on. He was abandoned by his parents when he was young, soon after they found out that he had developmental problems. He lived on the streets, scrounging or stealing food. He was left alone most of the time due to his species' reputation as good fighters. Still, he did get in a few scraps over the years, usually with some gang or another. One day, he was rummaging through a bin for food when he saw a gang of people, a mixture of Humans, Catkin and a couple of zombies, chasing after a little Catkin girl. They had weapons and were shouting angrily. They trapped her in a dead end alley. They were going to hurt her. He didn't want them to hurt her. She looked nice. The little girl was cowering in fear at the end of the alley and a heavily tattooed man was about to hit her with a metal pipe. The bin sailed through the air, smashing into a gang member's head. A moment after, he was on them, shouting "NO! NO NO NO!". They were no match for a very large, very angry Entsetzlichehunde, and the fight was soon over. He picked up the girl and gently carried her somewhere safe. She cleaned up a cut he'd got in the fight, and the friendship grew from there. It was her who named him. Brian. He liked that name. Maya said it suited him. Maya was his friend. Brian's best friend. Brian had never had a friend before. It was nice. Unfortunately, nice as friendship was, it did mean that now the two of them had a very angry gang out for their blood. Maya decided they should leave, and they got a job as a labourer on an ore ship. Over the next few years, Maya got him other jobs. Sometimes he had to hurt people, but he didn't mind. Maya said it was OK, and it was fun.

Speciality: boarding party/general all-around muscle

Other items/notes:

  • Almost always has Maya nearby, usually either giving her a piggyback or holding hands.
  • Sometimes goes berzerk when fighting, especially if Maya's in danger.
  • Is almost always in his half human, half hound form, preferring it to the other two forms.

Maya

Name: Maya

Age: 11

Gender: F

Species: Catkin

Height: 4'2

Fur: tabby

Hair: Also tabby, but with a higher amount of brown.

Eyes: Green

Clothing: Brown trousers, black Tshirt.

Personality:

Maya is highly intelligent for her age. She is also wise to the ways of the world, and has very few morals. She also has a sweet tooth and a love of wealth. Good friends with Brian, who is probably the only person other than herself that she cares for and, although she'd never admit it, loves.


History:

Maya was born in the same mining colony as Brian. Her mother died in childbirth, which sent her father to drink. When drunk, he would often beat her, saying it was her fault that her mother had died. At the age of six, she ran away from home. At first, Maya scavenged much like Brian, but soon she realised that she could get nicer food and more of it if she could buy it. So she began stealing. Her keen senses, fast reactions and small, agile body meant that theivery came naturally to her. At first, she pickpocketed. Then she moved on to burglary, sneaking into homes and shops and taking money, jewellery and any other easily portable valuables. She would then sell her loot to various unscrupulous traders. She saved most of her money, hiding it in a concealed hole in the roof of an abandoned building. At nine, she went for a high risk, high reward target- the home of the leader of a local gang. The robbery went well, squeezing between the bars of an open window, quickly locating a stash of drugs and loading up- they'd sell for more than she'd ever had in her life. That is, it went well until one of the gang leader's whores walked in on her and raised the alarm. She dropped her bag and ran. Maya was lucky enough to escape the building, but she was chased by a group of gang members, all of whom were eager to spill her blood in retribution for her transgression. She couldn't shake them off. Desperate, Maya ducked into an alleyway. Too late, she realised it was a dead end. The nearest gang member, a heavily tattooed human that she recognised as one of the gang's 'officers', grinned savagely as he realised she was trapped. She cowered in fear and shut her eyes as he raised his weapon. Suddenly, there was a crash, and someone shouting "NO!" over and over. There were angry shouts and swearing, then screams, then silence. She felt someone pick her up and carry her away. Maya opened her eyes to see an Entsetzlichehunde. When he noticed her eyes had opened, he grinned at her and made a friendly chuckling noise, then said "Good, good!" He took her somewhere safe, and she tried her best to patch him up- one of them had had a knife, and the Entsetzlichehunde had a nasty gash. She introduced herself and, upon finding that he had no name, decided he loked like a Brian. They escaped together when she heard that the gang was loking for them, and over the years, they grew ever closer. They acted as a team, Brian the muscle and Maya the brains. She got him jobs working for various people, and the two of them eventually ended up at the spacebar, looking for work.

Speciality: Brian's friend and 'brain'.

Other items/notes:

  • Very agile, with fast reflexes, keen senses ETC.
  • Has a small knife which she keeps hidden somewhere on her body.
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