ROX
			"I am *so* motherfucking Sylvia Plath"
	Rox is a small, talkative animal with a penchant for cheese, wolves and hot caffeinated beverages. Found by the crew in a small town somewhere south of Manchester, she was adopted as the ship's cabin boy, where she takes her duties very seriously. Confused by the drama society for a venus flytrap, Rox displays her questionable acting abilities when the script calls for a carnivorous plant. Other times she can be seen creeping round Bangor by night, baying at the moon, and whining 'but i'm an actress'. Covinced that she is in fact a tortured genius, Rox also spends time writing, reading, drawing, and playing acoustic guitar.