LPA: Let's Revamp Cithy Here :gif:

[this is a bio :3c]

"Are you really as incompetent as you look or can we get back to work??"


Basic info 8')

Name: Cillian Cithara Abraham Sloan
Age: 24 (Birthday being 04.01.87 Yes, her birthday is on April Fools)
Code: CS-7869
Gender: Female...if you squint hard enough
Height: 5'8"
Department: Department of Technology

Oh man you mean she's not a robot?? (a.k.a. personality):
Quite frankly, Cithara will most probably hate you from the moment she sets her eyes on you.
She hates you, she hates your family, she hates your mother, and she especially hates your goddamn cow, unless she finds you to be of some interest. That being said, it should be pretty clear that she is not a people's person. She is simply there to do her job, do it well, get it done, and then leave. Socialization is not extremely high on her priority list, and she will rarely, if ever, speak unless spoken to.

Cynical, pessimistic and distrusting of others, it should be pretty clear that she isn't the easiest person to get along with. However, if you can somehow get past the whole "fuck off douchebag I'm not interested" and manage to tolerate her for a period that lasts longer than five minutes, you will find that she is more than just a meanie-mean pants who most likely hates your guts: You will find that she's a meanie-mean pants who most likely hates your guts AND is also quite sarcastic and to the point, as well as honest. Of course, there is more to her than just sarcasm and honesty and hating on you and your cow, but that's for her to know and you to find out.

Honesty being mentioned, her sense of honesty is fueled by a stronger sense of fearlessness, which tends to make her a little reckless. Given her limited ability to be empathetic, it might mean she'll drag others down with her without actually realizing the consequences.

However, Cithy tries to be somewhat personable towards the colleagues though, not wanting to lose her job over being a jerk and all. Somewhat. No promises.


OH DAMN HISTORY STUFF:
You know what one kid who would always sit by herself and talk to imaginary friends? That was Cithara. Not that she really wanted imaginary friends; she simply had nobody else to turn to. All attempts at playing or speaking with other kids ended with either awkwardness or with screaming obscenities (“MY DAD COULD BEAT UP YOUR DAD” “WELL MY DAD COULD BEAT UP YOUR DAD AND DEAL WITH THE BODY AFTER”) at one another and pulling on each other’s hair.

That said, she was actually born into a relatively normal family consisting of an Irish mother, an Arab father, and a little brother that wasn’t born until she was 5. As both parents, having relatively demanding jobs (psychologist and mortician, respectively), they weren’t around often enough for their life lessons to properly influence Cithara (she did however, pass these lessons on to her little brother so he could be the happier and more normal of the two of them).

Though naturally an extremely curious individual, she also became quite reclusive, always spending her breaks either finishing up assignments by pretty much reading every chapter in the textbook except for the one she was meant to read or delving into some fantasy world with a game of Pretend. But books only lasted her so far; so imagine her delight when she discovered the vast and infinite world of THE INTERNET during her later years. Suddenly, there wasn’t anything she couldn’t know! And that extended into wanting to pry into what other people had to hide within their own computers and lives. Thus, she entered the mysterious and exciting world of hacking!

Being a pro hacker in high school didn’t make her life any easier though; as she got older, she became more bitter and distrusting towards her peers, distancing herself as much as possible from them. Distance being her strongest suit at this point, she naturally made a beeline for the one bench that was rumored to be haunted by a ghost who used to be a student in their high school. Completely ignoring this rumor in a fashion that resembled “fuck you guys I’m sitting here anyway”, Cithara took a seat at said bench. Much to her surprise and disbelief, there was another sitting there. Much to the ghost’s surprise and disbelief, she thought he was a real boy and not a ghost as the rumors claimed.
Pinning his “ghostiness” to a really awesome make up job and delusions stemming from sleep deprivation, Cithara stuck around the ghost and eventually learned his name to be Phillip Pearce. The more Cithara was seen at the bench and speaking to what looked like herself though, the more rumors there were of her being either crazy or having yet another imaginary friend. Wanting to dispel these rumors once and for all, Cithara attempted to show Pearce to all the other high schoolers, only to discover that the moment she tried to touch him, she wasn’t able to.

That event actually hurt her more than she will let on to those she recounts the experience to, but it was also said experience that gave her something new to be curious about; ghosts. Once again keeping distance to everyone, including the closest thing she had to a friend, she began to study him. One thing lead to the another, and ghosts eventually lead to banshees and banshees to mermaids and mermaids to demons and so on and so forth.
Determined to seek all these mysteries out and study them further, Cithara moved out of home and became nomadic the moment she graduated high school, never quite looking back. Her determination, curiosity, and exploring eventually led her to catch drift of a rumor, a rumor involving a certain tower in the city of Indenvale and its connections to the paranormal. Not one to repeat a mistake, Cithy decided to drop everything and follow this rumor, it eventually leading her to Litetower.
Believing this to be the right place for her to be, Cithara decided to settle down and found a roomy two-room apartment to stay so she could focus on her current goal: Getting the hell into Litetower.

This is where the story ends. For now anyway.

What is she carrying??!
> Wallet
> Old phone
> Key to apartment with the only physical evidence of her deep-rooted bronyhood
> Pearce. He hangs around her fairly often, though he tends to lurk in the background if he sn't interested in the happenings.


Extra info that makes no difference!!:
> Additional quote: "I'm always cold 8I"
> Couldn't fit this one smoothly under personality, so I'll mention it here: Cithy's vengeful. Do her or someone she cares about wrong, and she will return that wrong, usually in the form of hacking your computer and replacing all the files with either meatspin, Peacock Dance, or Nyan Cat.
> Beware the elbows; they are pointy, deadly, and she won't hesitate to use them if necessary
> She's bilingual in English and Arabic
> Insomniac
> Not the biggest fan of physical contact.
> Generally prefers cooking food herself than eating things made by others or form out.
> Also goes by the name Hannah Burns/Duffy, though she may introduce herself with different aliases depending on her mood.

"I suppose I can tolerate you.."
Richard
Harvey

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Couldn't decide between the ugly textures and plain flats for his sweater and socks, SO HAVE BOTH ;u; I also edited her personality a tiny bit, but otherwise there are no major changes. I'll continue to edit that depending on how she develops.
Also for some reason she's paler now. Wouldn't be surprised if someone mistook her for a dead stoner walking oops 8')

Resources used:
argyle patterns: [link] & [link]
wallet texture: [link]
FlutterRage template: [link]