"What's mine is mine and what's yours is mine"

Name: Twillow Fleetfoot (Originally named "Tehwa Leoh" which translates to "wayward lizard")
Age: 22
Species: Lepus Voraxmutatio (Hare) and Hyaenidae voraxmutatio (3/4 hare, 1/4 hyena)
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual, Panromantic
Physical Attributes:
♢ Height: 6'2"
♢ Frequently updated cybernetic right arm and right leg, reflecting her evolving designs and stolen tech components
♢ Twillow sports rusty red hair that contrasts brilliantly against her sandy pale orange/brown fur. Her toothy grin, always at the ready, reveals sharp predator-like teeth. Her body, although wiry, hints at an unexpected athletic strength. Adding to her distinctive look are the glowing green eyes, blood, and drool, a testament to her unique chemical-laden bloodstream.
♢ Sharp predator-like teeth that she isn't hesitant to use

"Fur like fire, mind like a storm. With this combo, who needs the norm?"

Origins:
"You ever heard'a Set III? It's the galaxy's junkyard, and I'm it's proud dumpster baby!"

Set III, a junk planet, is a scrapyard jewel in the intergalactic cosmos.
With a landscape predominantly of desert-mesas and bizarre weather phenomena, the planet is a relic of a bygone technologically advanced species. Beneath its surface, the planet conceals technological marvels, remnants of its prior inhabitants. This treasure trove of tech sparked the interest of massive corporations like 'Æus Electrics', 'Irontide Robotics', and 'Supernova Industries', leading to the rise of colossal mining cities.

However, the heartbeat of Set III resides in its smaller communities and tribal villages. Among these, a unique tribe of mutant hares (Lepus voraxmutatio) and hyenas (Hyaenidae voraxmutatio) found their home. These tribes, birthed from the genetic experiments of Set III’s original denizens, possessed unparalleled technical acumen and superhuman physical attributes. This union of mutants was capable of incredible feats due to a glowing-green chemical in their blood, which heightened their physical and mental abilities.

Twillow, christened "Tehwa Leoh" at birth, emerged from this tribal tapestry. Twillow's roots lie with a fierce raiding tribe of mutant hares and hyenas. Her early years were filled with both the thrill of the hunt and the intricate dance of machines.
"My mother didn't raise a quitter, but she DID raise me to be an insane lunatic... so I guess that works."

Backstory:
However, the volatile landscape of Set III soon claimed its toll. At just eight, Twillow's tribe came under the crosshairs of a corporate military juggernaut, leading to devastation. In the aftermath, she faced the loss of not just her family but parts of herself. Yet, adversity only fueled her genius. Crafting cybernetic limbs, she embarked on a journey, metamorphosing into Twillow Fleetfoot, the desert-mesa's maverick repairwoman.

With a home that's as chaotic and vibrant as her, set amidst the desert-mesa wastelands, she flits between servicing wanderers with her technological prowess and challenging the might of corporate giants with her highwaywoman antics.

Personality and Traits:
"Ooooh, shiny! Gimmee that!"

♢ Emotions ride high with Twillow, from bubbly exuberance to heated aggression, dramatic despondency to flirtatious fervor.
♢ Her demeanor might scream carefree and playful, but she conceals a more dangerous and volatile nature.
♢ Manic to a fault, the only time she truly centers herself is when engrossed in technological tinkering.
♢ An insatiable pyrophile, her fiery inclinations aren't restricted to technology alone. Past relationships have often met explosive ends.
♢ Her obsession with technology doesn’t just stop at admiration. She's a compulsive collector, disassembling tech to understand its core. This includes crucial components from towering corporate robots and advanced weaponry.
♢ Constantly on edge, her erratic energy is often misread by strangers. Beneath her buoyant exterior lurks a perilous psyche.
♢ She is notorious for her voracious and diverse appetites: for tech, for love, and for life. The hum of an engine, the spark of a live wire, the cold metallic caress—these are the stimulants that light her fire.
♢ Fiercely protective of her friends, she’s been known to resort to extreme and often violent means to guard them.

"Touch my pals, and you're gonna need a new face!"

Assets & Preferences:
"Always gotta have my toys!"

♢ Twillow’s toolkit is her universe. Apart from her frequently modified prosthetics, she treasures her multitool, often sneakily stashed on her.
♢ Nestled within a vast mesa, Twillow's abode is an amalgamation of scrap-punk architecture. A mix of metal and stone, her home is both a sanctuary and a workshop. Each wall is splashed with colorful graffiti, while the interiors are a maze of tech parts, tools, and personal memorabilia. Overlooking her workshop is her father's skull, a constant reminder of her past, while her mother's skull is mounted on her prized hoverbike.
♢ YEEN, a repurposed 'MK-II quadruped exploratory drone' from Irontide Robotics. Twillow's modifications have turned it from a simple exploration drone to a vibrant hyena-like companion equipped with concealed weaponry. Adorned with graffiti and scrap decorations, YEEN's toothy grin painted sensor is both endearing and intimidating.
♢ In her arsenal, she's particularly fond of her dual-wielded handheld 'micro-incendiary-grenade' launchers, ideal for a quick blaze.
♢ Her hoverbike, embodying the scrap-punk aesthetic with its riot of colors and makeshift design, is her preferred mode of transportation.
♢ Scattered throughout her home are various pieces of technology, both ancient and new. From corporate tech to archaic devices, each piece is either a memento of a successful heist or a project waiting to be started.

"If it ain't flashy, trashy, or clashy, I ain't interested."

Relationship Status:
Single. Past romantic liaisons have concluded, rather explosively.
"Love 'em, leave 'em, light 'em up!"

Current Situation:
Twillow continues to navigate the tumultuous terrain of Set III, oscillating between fixing up gear at her workshop for passing customers and harrowing the corporate giants, her life is an intricate dance of chaos and creativity remaining forever unpredictable. Whether she's biting an unsuspecting stranger or crafting a masterpiece from junk, one thing's for sure: with Twillow Fleetfoot, you should always expect the unexpected.

Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7bo3OILmlhunzhSlZY7GKx?si=da9305ae0a0c49a1

Artwork done by the talented Valeronich who's style perfectly captured Twillows energy!
Twillow Fleetfoot belongs to us (specifically our alter Tina)