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Basic Subject Information
SUBJECT NAME: Phyllis Rosina Jacobi
KNOWN ALIAS: Phyl
AGE: Twenty - Eight
SEX: Female
ANIMAL SPECIES: Ibex
RING/TRIBE: Nakoma
RANK: Healer
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Psychological Evaluation and Background
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Unsure
PERSONALITY TRAITS:
On the surface, Phyl's got a tough exterior. She's real rough and tumble, and isn't afraid to put someone's face to the ground if she has to. She had to grow up pretty fast at a young age, and had her heart broken only once but now she keeps people at arm's length. She's got a soft spot for underdogs and kids, though she tries not to let it show. Since she's arrived in the Menagerie and seen the things that she has seen, she knows that its better for her to stick to healing. She would never want to actually hurt someone, even though she's perfectly capable or modifying her fighting style into something that might help defend the tribe. She's kind of sensitive about the mutations to her body, and certainly wouldn't mind putting those horns to good use. Phyl has more masculine tendencies, and part of that is because of her shift. She's always liked dressing and acting more on the masculine side of things, and frilly nor girly has ever truly suit her. She's got a quick mouth on her, one that won't hesitate to quip up if she feels the need to say something. She's got a bleeding heart for those that can't take care of themselves, knowing just how hard it is to be dependent on yourself. She can't stand bullies, and has a tendency to get herself in trouble when it comes to 'picking on people her own size'.
KNOWN HISTORY: Liam and Farrah knew before Phyl was ever thought about what they wanted to name her. Her name came from both of her grandmothers, both of whom had already passed away by the time that Liam and Farrah actually met one another. Their dating was fairly laid back, and they were your typical couple who actually avoided the snare of divorce. When Farrah knew she was expecting, they were beyond happy, already in their third year of marriage and the expectation of children weighing heavy upon them.
From the time that Phyllis could walk, she was in her father's gym, a place that specialized in Mixed Martial Arts and Boxing for all ages. Liam was so proud of his gym, passed down through the generations and he had hoped one day to pass it down to his own son. However, life had other plan for the Jacobi family. When Phyl was seven, her mother became struck with illness, and died within a year. It was the hardest blow to the family, especially to Liam who had loved his wife very much. He turned into a more bitter man, and Phyl was left to pick up the pieces on her own. The gym did not run itself, and while her father handled most of the affairs with his brother (her uncle) she did thinks like cleaning the rings and absorbing as much knowledge about fighting as her father would teach her.
She was thirteen when another blow came specifically into her own life. Middle school brought its own set of problems, and she had a difficult time finding her niche in the system. She was bullied and teased for the shortness of her hair, as her father nor did she have time for frills and bows. Her weight also came under fire, and she soon turned anorexic which severely played with her health. Plus, by that time at age fifteen she was more actively competing and needed to stay well within her own weight class. She was taking boys to the mats with her fierce attitude, and surprising strength but without proper protein she began to lose her matches.
Finally, her uncle managed to shake some sense into her. It took many months, months that she had to drop out of her training and focus on becoming better...healthier. And when she made it back into the ring, it seemed as though she had never left it. She tussled with the best of them, making it into the intermediate rings with just a handful of matches. It was there she met a sweet talker, named Carson. Carson was also a fighter, though he was higher up in the game than she was. They went steady for a while, before he dumped her for a high school sweet heart that he was still sweet on. At eighteen, and barely out of high school...she discovered that she was pregnant with her first child.
That of course took her back out of the game and rather than having to really settle herself down, she moved from her hometown and took a general break. Her father had become so drowned in his misery that he barely noticed her just disappear for nine months. Phyl went through an adoption agency, giving her kid the best chance he had at just three hours old. She didn't have time for a kid? How could she raise a baby when she could barely take care of herself. Within ten years, her father died of a broken heart and her uncle retired from the business. She took over the gym, desperate to keep it going. She put in long hours, training other kids on how to fight though most were apprehensive about learning from a woman. She became tougher, not letting people get through to her though she still had a soft spot for underdogs.
One day...things just...changed. She had closed up the gym for the night and was taken by surprise. UNIT was knocking on her door, and she had no idea why. She had never been told that she was a shifter, never had an inkling about it but her son...who had been tested for the gene in grade school had turned up recessive for the shifting gene. They had tracked her down, and she was hauled in for testing. It was then, and only then that she learned of her shifting. At first ,she really thought they were crazy, but after that first shift...nothing had ever felt so natural.
She was selected for the anthro project through a list of candidates and was mutated into her current state. She was released into the Menagerie at age Twenty Six, and joined the Fallen until the Nakoma branched off. She had been apprenticing under the healers, and still chooses to heal rather than fight or scavenge for the tribe.
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Physical attributes and characteristics
FACE CLAIM: Model Mayhem's Lyndi
HEIGHT: 5'4
WEIGHT: 120 lbs
BODY BUILD: She is small and compact. Her legs are extremely muscular and are able to carry her long distances. Her torso is shorter compared to her legs, and she has slimmer appearance. She's lanky in a way that her arms are fairly long seeming compared to the rest of her.
HAIR: Her hair is dark brown, and crop styled. It's almost boyish the way that it appears, as she does style it in a messy sweep.
EYES: Her eyes are a soft shade of almond brown. There's a little fleck of gold in them, and they are a little strange looking. Her pupil is shaped a little more like that of her shift, so its not perfectly round as it should be.
SKIN/FUR COLOR: Her fur is a coarse light tan with white on the underbelly. There are some black hints/patches around her knees and ankles.
MUTATIONS: Nubian Ibex horns curl around her head just a little behind her temples, though they are a little smaller than they actually should be in order to be more proportional to her head. Her ears have been replaced with the Ibex's ears, and they are just a little behind her horns. She has a goatee that hangs from her chin, though she keeps it trimmed a bit shorter than it naturally would be. And from her waist down, she is completely Ibex, complete with hooves, hair and tail.
ABILITY: Heightened Agility
APPAREL: Here
ANYTHING EXTRA: She's got a few studs and a pair of hoops in her ears. + Wooden Bow
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Genetic Background
PARENTS:
Farrah Jacobi - Mother - 47 - Shifter - Mountain Sheep - Deceased
Liam Jacobi - Father - 53 - NonShifter - Deceased
SIBLINGS:
N/A
SPOUSE:
N/A
OFFSPRING:
Angelo Rossi - Son - 10 - Nonshifter - Given up for Adoption.
BIRTHPLACE: Detroit, Michigan
BLOODLINES: French / Canadian / English
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Who are you?
OOC NAME: Han
PURCHASED ITEMS: + Wooden Bow ; + 2 Jewelry
OTHER ACCOUNTS: TOOMANY.
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: FOLLOWED A TRAIL OF BREADCRUMBS.
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