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Glorali

Character's full name: Glorali Silverwright, but she dropped her last name when she died because fuck those guys.

Any embarrassing nicknames?: Don't do that, you'll get stabbed.

Age: 35 at time of death. 45-6 as of Mists of Pandaria.

Occupation: Killing things for fun, profit, and sometimes the Horde.

Family: Presumably alive and well, somewhere.

Best friend: Occasionally puts up with my Butt Elf Paladin because of some weird sense of pity for how bad said Paladin is screwed up. Paladin can't wield the light anymore, so she's not a threat. Also, Paladin's a blacksmith, and doesn't get freaked out about repairing Glorali's armor while she's wearing it (it's corroded onto her body like an exoskeleton).

-How they met: Fought a lot of the same battles together.

Love interest/Ideal partner: N/A

-How they met: N/A

Worst enemy: Anyone that uses the Light. Holy magic is pretty much the only thing that can cause Glorali to feel pain.

-How they met: N/A

Favorite food & drink: The tears and agony of the living. (I'm not even exaggerating much, a need to cause suffering is part of Death Knight lore lmao.)

Least favorite food & drink: Alcohol makes her really angry, because a lot of times she'd like nothing more than to just sit in the corner and drink herself into a stupor out of boredom. But at best it runs out of her neck and makes a mess. At worst she hacks up frozen booze for a few days.

Fave place to shop: Any blacksmith that doesn't get skeeved out when she explains that her armor is broken but has to be repaired on her because it won't come off. (See: Best Friend)

Hobbies:* Collecting teeth from dead things (see: weird habits), exploring and cataloging the bugs she finds (if anyone found out she might need to kill them because it's bad for her scary cred).

Weird or embarrassing habits: She's obsessive about keeping her face and hair as intact as possible, but doesn't even notice the rest of herself. Has a bag of teeth that she uses to replace the ones that get knocked out.

Turn-ons/Kinks/Fetishes: Not even possible, Glorali's been dead for 10+ years. She doesn't even have crotchparts left.

Favorite color(s): N/A.

Favorite holiday: Hallow's End.

Mode of transportation (bus, bike, hot rod, etc.): Blightwing, a skeletal gryphon who doesn't always take commands very well.

Describe their favorite outfit: A suit of incredibly groady and incredibly death metal armor is her only outfit.

Describe their sense of humor: A lot like a really shitty ~edgy~ teenager: Describing violent/disgusting things in vivid detail until someone gets upset. Then laughing at them. (She doesn't make jokes often.)

What sets them off?: Questioning her loyalty, pointing out how short she is.

What is their sleep schedule like?: Does not sleep.

How do they look when they sleep?: If she did, she'd just kinda stop moving for awhile.

Any weaknesses, chronic illnesses or injuries?: Aside from being dead: Her head's not attached that well. Getting clotheslined really hard would probably knock it off. Also Glorali's partially frozen. If she stays still for too long the ice will spread and her limbs will seize up.

Person they look up to: N/A

Biggest wish: A world where everyone actually left her alone and she wasn't obligated to fight for anyone's agenda but her own.

Steve. Always Steve. (Wait you co-created him tho)

Character's full name: R. R. Lyrae (still haven't decided on what the R's stand for. Possibly alien names that are unpronounceable to poor Earth creatures.)

Any embarrassing nicknames?:

Has no friends to give her nicknames.

Age:

Early middle-aged.

Occupation:

Weapons development, tampering with genetics in hopes to find a way to alter the species of living creatures (obviously the weapons stuff is much more successful).

Family:

Sort of none, sort of an entire planet of fellow spider-creatures.

Best friend:

Has no friends.

-How they met:

N/A

Love interest/Ideal partner:

N/A

-How they met:

N/A

Worst enemy:

She's convinced she has enemies everywhere, but nobody actually cares enough to be her enemy.

-How they met:

N/A

Favorite food & drink:

Has no sense of taste, but is rather fond of Earth coffee for its stimulant properties (she makes it wrong: boils the grounds in water for awhile and drinks the resulting coffee sludge).

Least favorite food & drink:

Can't taste food or drink so nothing really strikes her as bad.

Fave place to shop:

Internet.

Hobbies:

Trying to build blueprints for gadgets she finds on the Internet and leaving meticulous reviews of them when she's done (which nobody reads because they go into such ridiculous detail).

Weird or embarrassing habits:

Earth creatures think it's weird when she smashes and eats bugs that come close to her.

Turn-ons/Kinks/Fetishes:

Lyrae's species looks like spiders, but they have the social structure based more on social insects. As such, most of her species is made up of sexless workers. On Earth they got likened to ant colonies so female pronouns stuck.

tl;dr: Lyrae has none.

Favorite color(s):

Can Lyrae see color? NOBODY KNOWS~

Favorite holiday:

Doesn't comprehend holidays.

Mode of transportation (bus, bike, hot rod, etc.):

Doesn't leave her spidercave. Has a few suckers she pays to run errands for her.

Describe their favorite outfit:

Old school, mad scientist style labcoat.

Describe their sense of humor:

She has none.

What sets them off?:

"Stupid" people or questions. And almost everything is stupid to her.

What is their sleep schedule like?:

Nocturnal.

How do they look when they sleep?:

Curls up in a ball in an enclosed area. Likes sleeping under desks.

Any weaknesses, chronic illnesses or injuries?:

N/A

Person they look up to:

N/A

Biggest wish:

Unlimited funding