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User:__walker__ (101308)
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Name:Monica Walker
Location:United States
E-mail:roleplaycomm@gmail.com
Bio:







:: BASIC INFORMATION ::

Character Name: Monica Ann Walker [Legal Married Name- Monica Ann Hawks]
Nicknames: Walker or Monica, that's what folk know her as. Except maybe a few; less than five folks out in the 'Verse that can all her Ann. Anyone else would get a bullet in their throat or at the very least her fist upside their skull. Also Mo-Mo [ONLY Zorya]
Age: 28
Date of Birth: September 5th, 2490
Birth Place: A ranch on Shadow
Gender: Female
Eye & Hair Color: Blue & Red
Height & Weight: 5'6" & About 138
Appearance:
Ethnicity: Well basically these days you're prominently a certain old-world nationality or a mix of just about everything imaginable. Most of the time a person looks a certain way, but has plenty of relatives that are something else entirely. Every now and then a person's general appearance or maybe name hint at where he or she might have come from. Of what Monica knows her family had some Spanish-Mexican in them along with a long line of Texans, and whispers of Apache Indians. But that was ages ago, decades quite literally and plenty of others have mixed in since then.

Currently Resides: Lorrayna Phoenix
Crew/Ship position: Security Officer; Running of the ship.
Date of arrival: June of 2514
Association: She never fought in the War and she has tolerated those of the Alliance’s outlook but her heart really is with the Browncoats… even if she never says it.
Religion: NoNe. Monica stopped believing in a god a long time ago.
Sexuality: Straight.
Family: JT Walker [Father- Disowned] Charles Hawks [Husband- Dead]


[Will add more at later date.]
:: HISTORY AND PERSONALITY ::
History: Monica Ann Walker grew up with her father on Shadow; until he decided to cruise about it a shiny spaceship when she was 12. The girl had Uncles, Aunts and Cousins; but never any siblings or a mother and even though she had a father he was little less than a stranger. Her father J.T. Walker noticed that his rigged attitude had worn off on his daughter at a very young age. However, he didn't seem to care, or at the very least he didn't have the heart to change her. He treated her no different than people he meet on the street. He was the captain of his own ship, ShadowWolf, and so she was forced to hang around in his background. She watched and learned many things about the running of a space worthy vessel, although mostly she took to how the security of the ship should be run. She never attached herself to anyone of his crew; Monica never figured it a bother of her time. When she wasn't more than 16, her father's ship crashed onto a Rim planet, as a result of being chased by some untrustworthy folk. Serious damage was caused to the external and internal of ShadowWolf, most of the crew was killed. Monica's father left her to die in the fire with the all the others, or to be captured. But in her favor the other ship went after J.T. Walker instead of those left in the ship. But Monica had to fend for herself, which she had basically been doing all her life, but luckily one other was alive so she wasn't alone.

The nearly dead individuals made their way into a town that was several miles away. A semi-trained medic patched the two and then set them on their way. Monica learned real quick how to survive; she took odd jobs here-and-there to keep food in her belly. The girl eventually made her way inward toward the Core. Most people by this time were joining the war, but she never did. Her reason was simple; Folks were fighting for their homes, the independents' that is. And Monica felt she never really had a home, so was nothing for her to fight for. And damn it she wasn't going to fight to take other folks' homes away ether. So she didn't join ether side, even though she had heard word that a few of her cousins had enlisted as Browncoats, which made sense that they would.

At 18 she found herself close to the Core, and eventually she was drawn to Sihnon for work; she wouldn't have stepped foot onto it otherwise. While there she fell for this rich painter type, though she didn't care about the rich part; he was every kinda wonderful to her; something she had never had. The two got married a little over a year later. His name was Charles Hawks, which threw the marriage changed her name to Monica Ann Hawks. Everything was shiny between the ages of 19-23; the happy couple even had gotten pregnant with a set of twins a few months after the vows were exchanged. Both were healthy babies.

Monica worked for a security agency on Silnon, despite the fact Charles told her she didn't need to. But it was just something that was in her blood, she had to be working; but she only did so on the weekends. A sort of compromise, it also allowed her not to be away from her children for long periods of time. She was a wonderful mother, the sort she would have wanted. However one night when she was working late, some men raided the Hawks estate. When Monica came home she found out what had happened. It was not only a raid, but Charles tried fighting them off and as a result was killed. The place was lit on fire, whatever they didn't take burned down. The twins were inside when this had happened; one set of barely recognizable remains was found and with the other wasn’t anything even mentionable all that seemed to be left was the ankle charm the child always had on, which the other child’s body also had a matching charm.

Monica set out to track the men down; to pay for what they took, which did not include the material objects. She found most of them, being the skilled tracker she was. The furious woman not only killed them, but beat them until nothing was left but mashed bones and flesh. She confiscated the objects which were stolen, and then she ran. Monica ran off planet, away from what happened and what she had done; she wasn't even sure if she'd get charged with the killings. But she figured she would since it was an Alliance planet and she took the law into her own hands.

She drifted back to the Rim, changed her last name to her maiden name of Walker. At leased it was what she went by; it wasn't officially changed with the government. And so she never went anywhere that she'd need her identcard to prove her identity. Since it would have her listed as Mrs. Hawks, and perhaps whatever warrants or missing person reports might have been filed. This meant she only dealt only in platinum or other forms of cashey money. The woman began drinking, and within a few months was getting pretty trashed regularly. She met many different people and took odd jobs to pay for things she needed, which was mostly the mentioned drinks. A few rare moments she tried being normal, and tried having a life. But it always ended badly; mostly it was her ending it whether it was friendships or things more than that.

After the War ended Charles’ older sister Guinivere started looking for Monica. She heard rumors of it, and so she attempted to steer clear. But in June of 2514 the gal found Monica in a little bar on Ezra. After a fight in the bar Guinivere offered Monica the job of Security officer on her girl Emerald’s Ship. After a bit of thought Monica accepted it. And that’s where she’s been for the last four years. Although for most of it she has regretted her decision,

Personality:Monica is stubborn, ornery, pig headed, mean, a real bitch; when she wants to be. But she also has the biggest heart. She of course doesn’t like letting folks see it. But it’s there, and it’s particularly why she doesn’t like letting people in; for fear of them getting hurt, along with herself. She doesn’t have faith in many people, but those that she does have faith in; she doesn’t particularly let them know. Even though her crew members are all grown, she’s rather mothering in a ‘don’t let them see it’ sort of way. She does what’s best, even if doing what’s best is going behind their backs to do a thing and not let them know about it.

The woman has a lot buried, and usually doesn’t let it come above the surface. She drinks a lot, thinking it’ll help. But really it doesn’t. She hates herself something fierce, for decisions and things she’s done in her life. More than herself, she hates her father; because he never really was anything but a stranger to her growing up. She’s really just a sad, lost, lonely girl who’s afraid of losing things that are dear to her, so she makes it seem that she doesn’t care. But she cares; it’s what keeps her when her head tells her to leave.

Strengths: Monica isn’t just some mindless grunt as many eventually believe. She’s alert and good with observing, deduction, tracking, and reading lips. She’s also a very skilled gambler. Monica can speak fluent Spanish which she picked up off of her father. Her use of Assault rifles, energy weapons, particularly her energy-powered crossbow, and pistols are very well trained. She has basic knowledge of every gun ever manufactured, and still in use. She’s a good survivalist, especially on land. She’s a fightin’ type, one hell of a brawler and trained in the arts of Judo. Her impact hits are on average hard then most men’s, she easily has the ability to knock you out, if not kill you due to this. She has a nose for trouble with keen eyes; she can smell trouble brewing before most folk. She also has an intimidatin’ manner, making her seem meaner at times than she might actually be. She has a high vitality, and is hardly ever sick. She can use a knife if need be, or other melee weapons, though she prefers her guns. She was taught stories passed down to her about old Earth-that-Was and because of this she knows plenty of long forgotten tales, mostly of the wild west,, Mexicans, and Indians.

Language[s]: English, Chinese, and Spanish.
Weaknesses: Her past that haunts her. Monica is terribly bordering on becoming a full blown alcoholic. Her memories of Charles and her life with him dig deep holes in her brain. Monica has a weird thing for pilots; she tends to get attached if she’s not careful. She hates her father with the intensity of a thousand suns; even more if she ever found out what he did. Monica gets moody around children, and happy couples. She also doesn’t like weddings or anything overly shiny with lots of people. Monica gets weirdly gitty at guns or any weaponry. She can never have too many or clean them too often.

[Will add more at later date.]
:: MISC ::
Played By: Gillian Anderson
Note[s] May add additional information as the story in BTL progresses.
Contact information: Childofdarkness01@yahoo.com
AIM: TheLocalNut01
Mun's RP Journal: [info]x_funhouse_x
Disclaimer: I am neither Monica nor Gillian Anderson. She’s too pretty and Monica is merely a character I created for [info]_burntheland_ If you steal, snagg, or even borrow anything without permission [which is stealing], then I will track you down and steal your SOUL. For real... hands off.
Layout profile code thanks to ReversesCollide

Memories:2 entries
Interests:32: action, adventure, alliance, avoiding capture, avoiding the alliance, bounty hunters, browncoats, cargo, clean'n guns, crime!, drinking, fights, funny hats, gambling, games of chance, good pay, guns, into the black, mercenary work, ships, shooting things, smuggling, space, space cowboys, space travel, spaceships, special hell, still flying, swearing in chinese, the black, the captain, the unknown
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