Name:
GypsieAge: 19
Sex: Female
Species:
WyldecatClothing: practically none, so basically a few flowy black rags rapped around her waist, chest, and upper arms
Weapons: 2 long daggers, a few special dipped darts, and a small flintlock pistol
Bio: Gypsie is a well known robber, having ran away from home and was excellently talented moving as a ghost, meaning that she could be in and out within 2 minutes, can break and pick any lock, and is abnormally fast.
Extra: Despite her skills, she can be very loud and fairly stupid at times, also she still acts like a kid, despite her age, but despite all of that, she is a near expert in the body and how it can be hindered or helped, and she has basic math and language skills
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Gypsie was running down mainstreet, 2 overweight law enforcers chasing her, "Ha haaa, can't catch me, fat boys~!", "*huff huff* Get back here you *huff* little shit!!", Gypsie then turned around and started walking towards them, throwing a dart at the deputy, paralyzing him and holding both daggers up to the sheriff's neck, "Now, call me a kid, one, more, time... I dare ya.", the sheriff was fear stricken and just stared at Gypsie, sweat rolling down his face, "I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry, m-m-miss... Please don't kill meee...", Gypsie squinted at him and quickly turned around and put a dart in his neck, "Bolimia pill~... oh wait... shitshitshitshitshit!!", in fact she put one in him that caused him to go berserk and Gypsie went on running until the sheriff lost her and went on to terrorizing the town.
Gypsie hopped down off a wall and hid inside a fort of old scaffolding and opened her satchel of stolen food and took out some fish and a bottle cold milk and started to eat it, hearing screams in the distance of the rampaging sheriff and giggling to herself, "Hehe, that blue boy is going to have such a trouble trying to explain everything to the citizens.~", she then looked at her little hip-pouch at the remaining darts, "I should really label these..."