Name of Writer: Lissa

Target Realm: CP

Sex: Female

Age: 19

Race: Caucasian

Height: 5'4

Weight: 120

Voice: Contralto

Hair Color: Blonde, with the tips dyed violet.

Eye Color: Silver (Obviously cybernetic eyes)

Complexion: Pale

Build: Petite, slender, and willowy. 

Tattoos/Piercings/Scars/Birthmarks: Ava is a
rivethead. She has both ears pierced multiple times, a
nose ring, a lip ring, an eyebrow ring, a navel ring
and probably other, unmentionable, piercings as well.
She also loves tattoos, having a barcode tattooed on
the back of her neck, a circuit board tattooed around
her navel, and a string of binary code across the
small of her back.

Sexual Preference: Bi

Fantasy: To perform a monster hack so awesome it will
have lesser script kiddies crying in their decades for
years to come.

Strengths: Intelligent, quick, fearless, practically
dreams in binary, cute and not afraid to use that to
her advantage

Weaknesses: Can go from sweet to ultraviolent in 2.0,
is more than slightly paranoid, not really
accomplished with weapons, physically weak, has a
tendency to say the wrong thing at exactly the wrong
time

Odd Quirks (if applicable): Chainsmokes and has a
caffeine blood stream. She seems like she's tweaking
on some major uppers-all the time. She goes for days
without sleep and then goes into a mild coma for days
afterward. Also, Ava absolutely refuses to take drugs,
even performance-enhancing drugs. Her body and mind
are one with the machine and she doesn't like the
damage drugs could potentially do to the system.

Personality: Ava is bombastic, full of bravado and
what might charitably be called "personality," though
those who don't know her might be quick to dismiss her
as an uber-bitch. She is definitely an elitist, thinks
she's better than the vast majority of everyone else,
is arrogant, cocky, and supremely counter-cultural.
She despises the Corporations and all they stand for
and has committed herself to giving them anarchic hell
whenever she can. She is quick-witted, quick-tempered,
and her mood fluctuates faster than mercury depending
on factors as random and disparate as the weather and
the color of a person's hair. 

Hobbies: Computers and industrial music. She doesn't
really leave herself time for anything past that.

Skills: Computers, Security Systems, Hacking,
Wardrobe/Style, Shadow/Track (Net-based), Brawling,
Performance (music), Forgery, Electronic Security,
Repair, Cyberdeck design, System Knowledge

Cybernetics: 

Audiovisual upgrades, various jacks,
various neural processors and chips, smart-links for
just about everything she touches on a regular basis.

Weapons (if applicable): A nail-studded baseball bat
and a small Sovtek pistol it's entirely possible she's
never fired, even at a firing range.

Occupation: Hacker extraordinaire. Moonlights as an
Industrial DJ.

Background History: 

Ava is part of that wired "electronati" generation
that may as well have been born plugged into the
system. She's never wanted to work with anything other
than computers, being generally such a misanthropist
that she prefers their company to the company of other
humans. She's also a life-long underground denizen,
who was orphaned at a young age and spent most of her
life flitting from place to place with whoever would
take her in. She runs heavily with the Edgerunner
crowd and this may be where she's inherited most of
her reckless traits-she doesn't care if she's hacking
the Yakuza or the local Methodist Church. She does it
solely for the thrill of not getting caught. 

For the past year or so, Ava has been holed up at an
impromptu halfway house in an abandoned hotel, which
may be the most wired abandoned hotel in the history
of abandoned hotels. There, surrounded by hackers,
edgerunners, and other less-savory malcontents, she
feels right at home.