Roz
| Full Name: | Rosalind "Roz" Thompson |
| Ritename: | Wrench-in-the-Gears |
| Race: | Garou |
| Tribe: | Black Furies |
| Auspice: | Ragabash |
| Breed: | Homid |
| Rank: | Cliath |
| Pack: | Unpacked, currently |
| Occupation: | Metalworker |
| Date of Birth: | April 18th, 1996 |
| Age: | Early 20s |
| Height: | ~6'4" |
| Weight: | ~220lbs |
| Eye Colour: | Brown |
| Hair Colour: | Dyed blonde |
| Demeanor: | Trickster |
| Photo Reference: | Shakira |
| Theme Song: | Aurora - Queendom |
Homid
Despite only being in her early to mid 20s at most, Roz is a figure that's larger than life. At her full height, she stands 6'4", and weighs about 220 lbs., with the muscle to back it up. When she speaks, her voice is often louder than it strictly needs to be, and she has a slightly midwestern American accent. Long, dyed ash blonde hair is kept shoulder length, frequently confined by a ponytail but just as frequently left loose. Large brown eyes and somewhat angular features are complemented by slightly darkened sandy beige skin suggesting Latina heritage. When her shoulder is bare, a tattoo of Rosie from the Jetsons dressed up and posed like Rosie the Riveter can be seen, with a speech bubble near Rosie's mouth saying, "WE CAN DO IT!"
Like the song says, she wears your granddad's clothes, and she looks... well, all right. Her choices of outfit are haphazard at best, clearly the first things she pulled rumpled out of a dryer with little care taken to match everything. Her shirts are a mix of thrift shop wear and slogan-riddled t-shirts, and she almost always wears cargo pants with lots of pockets. A pair of heavily scuffed but sturdy black steel-toed work boots finish the ensemble. Many items in her wardrobe are stained with paint, flecked from sparks or otherwise show off her routine manual labor. Roz is only rarely seen wearing makeup or carrying a purse.
Glabro
Standing at a flat seven foot tall and rippling with muscle, this Cro-Mag lookin' lady has the mien of a predator, from the calculating look in her brown eyes to her sharpened teeth and nails. Her brows are certainly not shaped, coming as they do to nearly meet in the middle of her sloped forehead, and her unruly mop of dyed-blonde hair looks like it could definitely use a brush. Even her posture and speech are naturally threatening, body hunched over in a hulking fashion and voice sounding guttural and raspy. She's dressed in thrift store chic, though 'chic' is really a stretch; the clothes are likely mismatched and paint-stained or spark-flecked. Her feet are covered by sturdy black steel-toed work boots.
Crinos
This hulking, nine-and-a-half foot tall monstrosity is some unholy union of woman and wolf, standing on two legs and covered in fur. It even has a mop of unruly dyed-blonde-hair on its lupine head, as though to mock any attempt to make sense of what this creature is. Its slavering jaw contains terribly large fangs, and its corded, too-long muscular arms end in equally terrible claws, razor-sharp. Its body sports thick, coarse mottled fur ranging from reddish-brown to black, its muzzle particularly noticeable as that section's fur is a marked red ending with the coal-black nose. Its wolf-tail is thickly covered in darker fur, and when or if it attempts human speech it's only barely intelligible, if that.
Hispo
This giant, approximately 600 pound wolf looks as though it could've been created sloppily in Photoshop, its artist simply resizing a regular wolf and forgetting to keep it remotely believable. It's a Dire Wolf from Dungeons & Dragons come to life, or perhaps a hallucination on the part of the viewer. Regardless, it stands at an impressive almost six feet in height without even resorting to stretching onto two legs instead of four, and its thick, coarse mottled fur ranges from reddish-brown to black. Its muzzle is particularly noticeable, as that section's fur is a marked red ending with the coal-black nose. Its tail is covered in darker fur, and it boasts extra-large teeth to chomp its prey with. It has a calculating look in its yellow eyes.
Lupus
It's a wolf like any other, though comparatively large in size, coming in at around 150 pounds if one had to guess, and standing about 3', maybe 3'2". Still though, this wolf has an intelligent look in its yellow eyes, and it might be memorable if only for the fact that its thick, coarse mottled fur is especially red at its muzzle. Elsewhere, its fur is a mix of reddish-brown to black, the latter color especially at play in its tail. It has a proud stance, and appears more likely to bite one's hand off than to accept pets.
| Riveting Conversation | Roz owns and operates 'Riveting Experiences,' where she does metal artwork and welding. Conveniently open to the public once I get the build done! ;) |
| Rhythm is a Dancer | She can occasionally be seen at local cafes, clubs, and even bars in her pursuit of live music. |
| Don't Worry, Be Happy | Roz seems to have an ever-present smile on her face, choosing to look on the bright side of life in most circumstances. |
| Fancy Meeting You Here | She's quite often seen around the Carson Youth Center (CYC), where she's usually found studying the maps and reports. |
| What's Your Sign? | Roz is a homid Cliath Black Fury Ragabash, also known as Wrench-in-the-Gears, loyal to her tribe and the Garou Nation as a whole. Feel free to use her in plots! |
| Call On Me | She's apt to volunteer for anything she thinks she's capable of, rarely needing to even be asked. |
| Hook, Line, & Sinker | None of these hooks work? Page me! I'm pretty OOCly approachable, and Roz is generally friendly to boot! We'll work something out. :) |
- Aurora - Queendom
- More later!
