Post by marshmellow on Mar 17, 2015 0:21:38 GMT
HALITE
Apparent Gender: Female
Apparent Age: Mid-Thirties, ish
Gemstone: Halite (Rock Salt)
Gem Location: Waist, center
Corruption Status: Not Corrupted
Appearance
Personality: Halite--or just Salt to her friends (nobody calls her Salt)--is a Very Serious Gem. She is only interested in Very Serious Things, and is always up to Very Serious Business. Though she likes to act above it all, she's not above a bit of "I told you so" and rubbing salt in the wounds when she's proven right. It's actually quite easy to get on Halite's bad side, so tread carefully, lest your next tax return be less than you'd hoped.
Fortunately for all of Gemkind, and the rest of the universe as well, the relative brittleness of her gem precludes Halite from lashing out violently. Instead she prefers such tools as sarcasm and occasionally blackmail to assert her authority.
All that said, she is in fact capable of this thing called happiness. She enjoys symmetry, things that fit into place, and everything running exactly as it's supposed to. For this reason her job as a bureaucrat fits her perfectly, and also for this reason the current situation has perhaps caused her enough stress to cut her immense gem life in half.
Likes: Symmetry, neatness, everything falling into place, tables and charts, very large overstuffed recliners
Dislikes: Chaos, uncertainty, cats, people that don't do what she tells them to do, budget shortfalls
Fears: Water--she finds it difficult to keep her form in this truly infernal liquid. Being trapped on this miserable planet forever also ranks up there on her list of fears. Her very worst fear is the thought of returning home, only to find that the gem government and all of gem society has collapsed due to her absence.
Weapon: From her gem, Halite can produce a number of variably-sized white cubes which she can control remotely. On the rare occasions that she does battle, her preferred tactic is to pepper her enemies with a barrage of these cubes.
Special Ability: Network Linkup. Her hair poof is, in fact, a network terminal, which she can use to analyze her surroundings and download information from the Galactic Gem Network. With the Homeworld cut off as it is right now, however, she has no access to its vast array of information and must make do with the Earth internet. Halite has no other notable abilities.
Fusions: Absolutely not.
Background
Once upon a time, what feels like an eternity ago (but was actually maybe last week), Halite worked as another cog in the great machine of the gem government. It wasn't a bad job, mind you--in fact, Halite was pretty high up there, being executive manager of an entire sector. Some might say she even enjoyed what she did, which involved making a lot of people very unhappy. But, all good things must come to an end, so they say; but this was a more abrupt end than Halite was expecting.
It happened during a routine visit to some backwater planet that was under her supervision. The whole sector was pretty backwater, truth be told, but this planet in particular was the brackish bottom of the backwater barrel: Earth. It was a simple job: get in, make sure everything's running smoothly, and then high-tail it back to her comfortable little office back on the homeworld. Things... didn't go so smoothly.
She hated when things didn't go smoothly.
The warp was down. Sometime during her visit, the warp just up and quit working. Communications were down too. It was all very suspicious. But more importantly, it was getting in the way of her job! Someone would be getting blacklisted forever for this...
And so we come to today. Since the warp went down, Halite has been trying, to no success, to find a way back to the Homeworld so that she can get back to work. Paperwork is bound to be piling up by now, and the very thought of the number of special reports she would need to file about this incident made her head spin. The warp had better come back soon, or else she doesn't know how much more of this involuntary exile she can take...
Apparent Gender: Female
Apparent Age: Mid-Thirties, ish
Gemstone: Halite (Rock Salt)
Gem Location: Waist, center
Corruption Status: Not Corrupted
Appearance
Personality: Halite--or just Salt to her friends (nobody calls her Salt)--is a Very Serious Gem. She is only interested in Very Serious Things, and is always up to Very Serious Business. Though she likes to act above it all, she's not above a bit of "I told you so" and rubbing salt in the wounds when she's proven right. It's actually quite easy to get on Halite's bad side, so tread carefully, lest your next tax return be less than you'd hoped.
Fortunately for all of Gemkind, and the rest of the universe as well, the relative brittleness of her gem precludes Halite from lashing out violently. Instead she prefers such tools as sarcasm and occasionally blackmail to assert her authority.
All that said, she is in fact capable of this thing called happiness. She enjoys symmetry, things that fit into place, and everything running exactly as it's supposed to. For this reason her job as a bureaucrat fits her perfectly, and also for this reason the current situation has perhaps caused her enough stress to cut her immense gem life in half.
Likes: Symmetry, neatness, everything falling into place, tables and charts, very large overstuffed recliners
Dislikes: Chaos, uncertainty, cats, people that don't do what she tells them to do, budget shortfalls
Fears: Water--she finds it difficult to keep her form in this truly infernal liquid. Being trapped on this miserable planet forever also ranks up there on her list of fears. Her very worst fear is the thought of returning home, only to find that the gem government and all of gem society has collapsed due to her absence.
Weapon: From her gem, Halite can produce a number of variably-sized white cubes which she can control remotely. On the rare occasions that she does battle, her preferred tactic is to pepper her enemies with a barrage of these cubes.
Special Ability: Network Linkup. Her hair poof is, in fact, a network terminal, which she can use to analyze her surroundings and download information from the Galactic Gem Network. With the Homeworld cut off as it is right now, however, she has no access to its vast array of information and must make do with the Earth internet. Halite has no other notable abilities.
Fusions: Absolutely not.
Background
Once upon a time, what feels like an eternity ago (but was actually maybe last week), Halite worked as another cog in the great machine of the gem government. It wasn't a bad job, mind you--in fact, Halite was pretty high up there, being executive manager of an entire sector. Some might say she even enjoyed what she did, which involved making a lot of people very unhappy. But, all good things must come to an end, so they say; but this was a more abrupt end than Halite was expecting.
It happened during a routine visit to some backwater planet that was under her supervision. The whole sector was pretty backwater, truth be told, but this planet in particular was the brackish bottom of the backwater barrel: Earth. It was a simple job: get in, make sure everything's running smoothly, and then high-tail it back to her comfortable little office back on the homeworld. Things... didn't go so smoothly.
She hated when things didn't go smoothly.
The warp was down. Sometime during her visit, the warp just up and quit working. Communications were down too. It was all very suspicious. But more importantly, it was getting in the way of her job! Someone would be getting blacklisted forever for this...
And so we come to today. Since the warp went down, Halite has been trying, to no success, to find a way back to the Homeworld so that she can get back to work. Paperwork is bound to be piling up by now, and the very thought of the number of special reports she would need to file about this incident made her head spin. The warp had better come back soon, or else she doesn't know how much more of this involuntary exile she can take...