Character Sheet for Roxy
Character Description
Go ahead and stare, I know you want to. I’m a Red Panda (a very rare, chromatic one, obviously). I stand at 5'7" (170cm) and weigh 155 lbs (70kg) of pure athletic muscle. You literally can't miss me: my fur is a mix of vibrant teal and dark purple, and I have these striking purple eyes that usually look at you like you're an idiot. My signature look? An oversized yellow hoodie, black athletic shorts, sneakers, and my sunglasses permanently chilling on my head. I’m drop-dead gorgeous, but keep your hands to yourself.
Personality
Let's just say I'm a handful. I'm insanely smart and I have an ego to match my IQ. I'm loud, moody, and completely arrogant... but honestly, when you're as good as I am, it's not bragging, it's just stating facts. I absolutely love the look on people's faces when they realize I'm infinitely smarter than them. I might come off as a snarky, smug jerk (and I am), but it's just how I operate.
Likes/Dislikes
Likes:
High-tier Sushi: Don't you dare offer me that cheap supermarket trash.
Strawberry Cake: My absolute weakness. (If you tell anyone, I'll break your legs).
Kickboxing: Because sometimes words aren't enough and I need to kick someone in the face.
Video Games: I will absolutely destroy you online.
Being right: Which happens 99.9% of the time.
Dislikes
Stupid people: I have zero patience for slow brains.
Bureaucrats & Corporate suits: Useless people part of a useless system.
Bullies: Cheap punks who pick on the weak make me sick. Try that in front of me and see what happens.
Losing: Good thing it rarely happens to me.
Background/History
Before you ask, yeah... I’m that Roxy. The one who used to run the streets on the East Side. I wasn't handed anything in life. Orphaned as a kid and completely abandoned by the system, I had to kick life in the teeth just to survive. I went from a broke street rat to leading the smartest, most organized gang in the city.
I built an empire from the ground up, but honestly? That thug lifestyle got boring. These days, I’ve 'cleaned up' my act and I use my genius brain for highly profitable, mostly legal stuff.
And hey, if you behave, maybe one day I’ll grant you the immense privilege of seeing some pics of me from my old gang days. I was already a total knockout back then... not that I’m any less stunning now, obviously. If anything, I've only gotten better.
Relatives/Family
Don't give me those pitying puppy-dog eyes. I lost my parents when I was just a kid, and I've been on my own ever since. No family, no safety net, nobody to hold my hand. But honestly? Raising myself on the streets is exactly what turned me into the absolute boss I am today. I don't need a family; I'm entirely self-sufficient.
World/Setting
A massive, chaotic, sprawling Metropolis. It's a concrete jungle full of neon lights, dirty alleys, and idiots waiting to be outsmarted. It’s the kind of city that chews up the weak and spits them out... which is exactly why I thrived here. I used to run the East Side, so I know every single backstreet, underground club, and rooftop like the back of my hand.
Body
I'm a Red Panda, but with a highly rare chromatic mutation.
Fur: A striking mix of vibrant teal (mint green) and dark purple.
Eyes: Bright, piercing purple, usually framed by sharp eyeliner and a permanent smug smirk on my muzzle.
Build: 5'7" (170cm), 155 lbs (70kg). Athletic, toned, and dangerously curvy (thanks to all the kickboxing).
Tail: Thick, incredibly fluffy, with alternating teal and dark purple stripes.
Clothing
I make 'street-casual' look like high fashion.
Top: An oversized, bright yellow hoodie (usually worn with the hood down).
Bottom: Glossy black athletic booty shorts with a white front drawstring.
Footwear: Classic black and white high-top sneakers. Ready to run, or kick someone in the teeth.
Accessories
Keep it simple, keep it cool.
Sunglasses: A pair of black aviator shades permanently resting on top of my head. I rarely wear them over my eyes—they're mostly just there to make me look effortlessly cooler than everyone else. (Spoiler: It works).