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Erin Stryfe

I just realized her and the other's bios were only in the Cyberpunk Roleplay.

Rank: Lieutenant

Class: Regular

Gang: Streetflyers

Name: Erin May Stryfe

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Personality: After all of the weirdness she's seen, she tends to roll with the punches. However, this doesn't mean she isn't skeptical- which she is to the point of paranoia. She knows when to take charge, but she has difficulty with hanging back when something is wrong. She is typically in a good mood. She thinks of the gang as her responsibility 24/7. It might seem disconcerting, but she always thinks of the gang before herself. Erin is almost too loyal for her own good. She's a tad rebellious and may turn a blind eye to a harmless prank or a cookie thief. After all, cookie thieves have to stick together. She tries what she can to improve morale. The Fade is part of that and so much more to her.

Of course, how she acts all depends on how you meet her. As a lieutenant, she has many hats. If there's just been a battle, chances are she will be emotionless. If she needs to make a snap decision, she's all logic. One on one, however, she unintentionally or intentionally reveals just how much she cares.

Description: growing pixie cut black hair with green highlights, her skin is pale from taking night shifts, blue eyes, 5' 4". She only has one kidney and had kidney problems when she was little. She typically wears a motorcyclist style helmet, black and green hoodie-like armor and speedy combat boots. The shirt is a synthetic material similar to Kevlar, but lighter in weight. The pants have special pockets for smoke bombs and flash bangs and other items she may need to help her defend the gang if the storage space was ever raided or, if the worst came, if the base was attacked.

Weapons: Uses two katanas and her boots.

Backstory: Erin has been an orphan since she learned to walk. Her uncle raised her and she always knew he was her uncle. She never really had a mother figure other than a few teachers and her grandmother (who died when she was ten) while she was growing up. Making friends was never the lieutenant's strong suit when she was younger. It wasn't until she joined the track team that she found even the slightest friendship. Why? Anyone could guess, but it was probably because she didn't like most of them and she didn't know how to act around people her age. Along with that, she wasn't there for the first few days of school. She was getting her kidney transplant. So, when she finally had her first day of school, everyone had already chosen a buddy. She showed the class the stitches on her stomach. Sure, that earned her some points with the boys because they thought scars were cool, but she thought the boys were too gross. Mother's Day and Father's Day were awkward for her. She had a shelf she'd set Mother's Day and Father's Day crafts on because her uncle wouldn't take either. He knew he could never take the place of her parents. As she grew older, it became more and more obvious that she cared about others more than herself. When she was little, she'd just sit by a person who fell and scraped their knee and pat their back and tell them it was okay, but it led to her taking down bullies herself after realizing the school's methods did nothing to stop them, regardless of the trouble it'd get her into. She always maintained good grades. They graduated when they were sixteen to find out what they wanted to do, so Erin tried many jobs to get an idea of what people went through during their day to lives. Eventually, she tried border patrol and loved it, even though it was a bit boring. To escape the boredom at the end of the day, she went to train in the Fade, a virtual reality game where your goal is find clues and escape as you fight spiders and strange creatures in the game. Eventually, after countless hours and her ambition getting the better of her, she took the highest score with her knowledge of Sherlock Holmes' detective work and love of riddles. When she was eighteen, the leader took notice of her skills when she was trying to be chosen as the border defense captain. Once again, she'd been too hard on herself. Little did she care that Richard was looking for a new lieutenant. She didn't believe she'd be chosen. Erin was too young, too inexperienced, and too hard on herself and others. And yet, she was chosen. Hardly a year later, Richard died of his disease and the other two lieutenants were struck down on the battlefield. Erin had survived because her shoes had malfunctioned (more like they'd been tampered with) and would not work properly, so she couldn't head out to the battlefield. It led to people thinking the ambitious lieutenant had caused their deaths, but upon further evidence (the autopsy report), she was found innocent. However, even though she was the only higher authority left, they still went to Richard's brother, Preston, as a new leader. After Preston won, she decided that if he wanted to lead, he could prove it. Erin buried herself in The Fade, but this time, she wasn't aiming for escape. She was aiming for a way to take out her frustration and grief. Then she realized things were getting worse. People were fighting and threatening each other and getting away with it. Someone tried to get her attention while she was in The Fade and she almost cut off their hand. So, Erin stopped playing as much. As soon as things began to get less chaotic, Preston finally appointed two new lieutenants (though he had to or else he could be withdrawn from his position). He didn't look very hard because the new two were the defaults: the head scout and raider. Erin had to help them get the hang of things and it lessened her load a good bit.
Accent: British
Other: Parents are named Ryan and Aryssa. Has PKD

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