Kylrie Rascallo
| Age | 17 |
| Species | Fancy Laboratory Rat |
| Pronouns | She/Her |
| Size | Small |
| Build | Sleek and crooked, like a spider |
| Rank |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Kylrie is of small stature, with an almost malnourished-looking figure, adorable whiskers, and light silver-blue fur that almost passes for white in most lighting. Depending on artistic preferences, she sometimes has gold-streaked flaxen headfur that is worn loose and partially tucked behind her ears. Her body is usually covered in bruises, mostly hidden beneath her fur, but some purple and green splotches stand out around her arms and legs.When out and about, she is usually dressed in her "it's gonna be that kind of day" clothing, consisting of torn and mud-splattered pale blue pants held up by suspenders, a torn button-up darker blue long-sleeved shirt, some comfortably padded buckle shoes, and an old and slightly dented Imperial army helmet tightly strapped under her chin. Depending on her intentions for the outing, she will also wear a thickly-padded neck brace. She almost never goes out without bringing one or two of her stabilizing crutches.
The rest of her life is spent in various nightgowns and pyjamas and surrounded by as many pillows as possible.
PERSONALITY:
Kylrie is fiercely independent, quick to tantrums, and struggles between taking a bitter outlook on life and one that is more hopeful and joyous. She doesn't allow help from anybeast but her sisters. She usually remains quiet and stoic in the face of adversity, but will later lash out in the quiet moments. She is often reckless and disregards the safety of herself, perhaps thinking she can't break what is already too broken to ever repair.She loves adventures, stories, reading and writing, and daydreaming of fantastic new worlds. She is ultimately a social rat, and enjoys cuddles and close contact, but will immediately sour if she realizes somebeast is using such contact to manipulate her body for their own purposes - such as making her sit in a certain way instead of how she wants to sit.
She is a hopeless romantic and will cheer on love in any and all forms, regardless of who, what, when, where, or why. Although she tells herself she's accepted the idea that she will never find a mate who could love her for who she is instead of wanting to doll her up and protect her, she often struggles with the idea of giving up in the search. Ultimately, she recognizes it is out of her control. Much like her own body.
STRENGTHS:
- A wild imagination that rivals that of her sister, Cryle.
- Pertinacity in achieving her short-term goals.
- A hunger for learning and a sharp memory.
- May be smarter than all other Rascallos combined.
WEAKNESSES:
- Wobbly rat. No sense of balance, tips over frequently, 25% of her steps end up taking her backwards, difficulty holding objects.
- Nearly blind without glasses, but can't keep her head straight enough for glasses to stay on.
- Illegible paw-writing to everyone but Cryle.
- Often has difficulty with speaking.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born in what would have been a fairly nice place in Merith Cove on the isle of Magh, if not for the over-abundance of siblings making it more of a hovel.She was mostly raised by elder siblings, being too much of a pawful for her mother, who was usually busy with her litter-mates Cryle and Curie. As the three grew, Curie quickly took over responsibility for the trio, until Cryle started to speak and come into her own during their eigth year. Frustration in being the weakest and frailest of the three led to many reckless behaviours, and her influence led Cryle to performing more and more daring feats for her entertainment, until they both almost perished in a warehouse fire.
After that, Kylrie became withdrawn, giving up the adventure in favour of stories of it, often refusing to leave home even for the promise of treats. This funk lasted for the next few years, and only worsened when their elder sister Iskra vanished into the heart of Magh, and again, later, when Cryle left for Bully Harbour to seek answers. Her time was not spent simply wasting away at home - she instead dictated letters to siblings, who helped her mail them to the University of Length. Without attending a single class, lecture, or test, it only took her three years and a single visit from a professor to earn herself a degree for her Unified Theory of Thermodynamics and Aerodynamics as Related to The Ambulatory Nature of Rats, Wheels, and Weather.
When Curie finally suggested they follow Cryle, Kylrie shrugged the idea off at first, but eventually relented into being dragged along. Almost immediately her mood perked up. Sailing off on a search for their missing sisters - a real adventure again!
POSSESSIONS/REAL ESTATE:
- Two elbow-length stabilizing crutches.
- Imperial army hat!
- A fancy padded neck brace.
- Some clothes.
- Easy-buckle shoes.
SKILLS:
| Physical | Total Points in Category: 2 |
|---|---|
| Cruisin' For a Bruisin' [Proficient] (2) | Alternate skill name: "Pinball Wizard". She just keeps going no matter what she bumps into, onto, or off of. The pain never bothered her anyway. |
| Fighting Style: Wooden Uppercut [Untrained] (0) | The great thing about having a leg-length piece of wood strapped to your arm is that, with luck and good aim, obnoxious males will leave you alone. |
| Fighting Style: Drunken Judo [Untrained] (0) | Maybe it's not a thing, but when all you have is uncontrolled momentum... |
| Mental | Total Points in Category: 4 |
|---|---|
| Quick Memorization [Proficient] (2) | When your head won't stay still, you learn to hold onto the words tightly as they pass by. |
| Certifiable Genius [Proficient] (2) | She's graduated University without even attending! |
| Social | Total Points in Category: 6 |
|---|---|
| Weaponized Pity [Proficient] (2) | Don't touch her, but do offer her free ice cream and priority seating. Or she'll make a scene one way or another. |
| Rascallo Support [Seasoned] (4) | When placed near a Cryle or Curie unit, Kylrie units grant them a buff of plus 1 to all social and mental skills. |
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