Post by The Conman on Nov 13, 2016 17:07:12 GMT -5
Name: Shabba
Species: Togruta
Faction:Boska
Rank: Cook/Cleaner/Singer/Bartender
Age: 16
Height: 5’9 (6’8 with montrails ) (5’10, 6’10 w/Montrails once grown)
Weight: 125
Image:
Appearance:
36(32D)-22-35 - ( 38(32DDD)-23-36 once she’s fully grown )
Facal markings TBD, so far Eyes are purple.
It’s important to note she’s been defanged, instead of the traditional Toggie canine teeth she’s got holes in her smile where they’d normally be, doctors having surgically removed them years ago.
Given the fact she’s relatively young, her lekku are still pretty short, only making it to the middle of her chest, the lek on the back of her head currently resting between her shoulders. Shabba’s montrails are nearly fully formed, though they’ve still got a few inches left and the “growth plates” haven’t fused yet, indicating to doctors she’s still young.
Physically she’s mostly dark red, with sideways “V” shaped slash marks on her midsection below her bust and above her hips, producing a natural “narrowing” effect. Her upper thighs have inverted V slash marks on them, starting on the inner thigh, moving out and up, then wrapping back around and down, finishing up. She’s got three on each leg and they get smaller as you get down, the three being spaced 3 inches apart, the peak of the first “V” about an inch above where her hips are widest.
Physically she’s in very good shape, not necessarily muscular, but she does take care of herself and is very easy on the eyes. She’s a bit on the thin side, though given her height it imparts a statuesque quality.
Clothing-wise Shabba tends to wear whatever Dia tells her to. This is mainly because Shabba was raised scantily clad ( if at all ) so she’d be comfortable doing her job, most of the people who’d buy her would prefer she show off her physique, the woman being more of a symbol of status than anything.
Personality:
Shabba’s a bit of an enigma, whatever personality she would have had, long ago was “trained” out of her. The woman doesn’t understand the concept of having wants, desires, needs, anything but dictated to her. Her entire world, for the first 16 years of her life, has been regimented, controlled, and directed. The only thing she was responsible for was following orders as well as she could while remembering her training.
Her training was as physical as it was psychological. Everything was done to wring out every last bit of individuality. Shabba, without batting an eye, would confirm if you asked, that she’s a “thing”. She believes this absolutely, despite the fact she’s seen free Togruta, Shabba knows she’s a thing and she’s not one of them.
The problem isn’t that Shabba’s “broken” from abuse, she was very well taken care of and carefully taught, it’s that because she wasn’t abused, her upbringing wasn’t painful, and she had positive experiences, teasing out her very repressed and underdeveloped personality is not a simple endeavour. However, given enough time, and the right environment, Shabba starts to shine through.
The first thing you’d notice is how talkative she is, most togies are, especially the women, and Shabba’s no exception. Next is that she likes to make things, necklaces, bracelets, and finds puzzles genuinely interesting. She likes sports, playing them more than watching, and finds the companionship and cooperation make her “feel really good”. Finally, and strangely, is that Shabba is a very very good singer, she was trained but never did it for fun.
The woman is used to being around other slaves. Where she was brought up she was sharing space ( and sleeping arangements ) with at least 1 other Toggie and 2-3 other Togruta speaking slaves ( a Human, a Miralan and a Twi’lek ) who were being trained with her. Shabba’s always had companionship ( platonic guys, get your minds out of the gutter ) and friends to chatter with and sleep with. Being suddenly alone has made her pretty skittish and isn’t something she’s used to.
History:
Shabba was born to a captured mother, owned by Stellar Reach Premium Biological Products ( A boutique slave trading company ) . The woman’s mother died literally days after she’d been born, and Shabba was raised by another Toggie slave called Kia. Kia had been raised totally outside of Togruta culture, knowing nothing aside from the language.
She taught Shabba to do everything she does, how to be polite, etc etc. Company policy forbade any of their slaves from being taught basic life skills, however. Shabba can cook, and clean, and sing very well, but she doesn’t understand money, or speak Basic/Huttese, has no IDs, though she’s technically conversant enough to use a comm and complete basic functions on a computer.
It’s not that Shabba was bred to be stupid, it’s that she’s never been taught. Since she was supposed to be a very, very, high end “house slave” for well-to-do outer rimmers, it was beneficial to keep her illiterate. Most of the people in the market for a “product” like her prefered to be able to keep a servant in the room while discussing business. Slaves could be bought, Droids could be hacked.
But if the slave simply didn’t understand what was going on…
The woman was trained on hand signals. Naturally Shabba picked up a few words, Drink, Cigar, Come, Go, Leave, Stay, basic things, but nothing really more advanced. In addition to this, most of her training was conducted with her naked, or nearly so. She was trained to be ok with people fondling her assets, though she wasn’t “sex trained”.
Essentially Shabba was to be a replacement for a droid. She’s entirely docile, one could walk up to her and grab a boob and she’d either gently nudge the hand away ( if she was in the middle of something ) or simply look at the person. Her role was to be something of a status symbol, for a trader/pirate/criminal/CEO who had so much money he/she could afford to buy a slave to do their bidding even when they had to have complete privacy. It wasn’t simply that she was very good at what she did, she had to look amazing and be a conversation piece in her own right.
Due to this high end nature ( before Shabba was “appropriated” she’d easily have sold for well into six figures ), she was very well treated. The woman had never been beaten, had always had medical care, she’d been trained to take care of her skin and figure. The woman always had enough to eat of the right food, proper supplements, and she’d never been fed hormones or steroids.
Due to her upbringing, Shabba’s entirely confused by what Dia and Tee mean by she’s “free”. The woman simply doesn’t understand, the concept having never existed to her. The notion of not doing what she’d always done and been rewarded for is one she’s going to have to figure out how to come to grips with. Partly it’s because Shabba doesn’t actually want to be free, based on what she’s seen, it’s a pretty scary thing.
Miscellaneous Crap:
Shabba's got some quirks, She can't drink anything with Ice in it, as a result of her surgery the roof of her mouth is super sensitive to cold stuff and she gets brain freeze from anything slightly below room temperature, the girl tends to take her Rubik's cube everywhere she goes, it's the first toy she was ever given and she likes to play with it when she's bored.
Species: Togruta
Faction:Boska
Rank: Cook/Cleaner/Singer/Bartender
Age: 16
Height: 5’9 (6’8 with montrails ) (5’10, 6’10 w/Montrails once grown)
Weight: 125
Image:
Appearance:
36(32D)-22-35 - ( 38(32DDD)-23-36 once she’s fully grown )
Facal markings TBD, so far Eyes are purple.
It’s important to note she’s been defanged, instead of the traditional Toggie canine teeth she’s got holes in her smile where they’d normally be, doctors having surgically removed them years ago.
Given the fact she’s relatively young, her lekku are still pretty short, only making it to the middle of her chest, the lek on the back of her head currently resting between her shoulders. Shabba’s montrails are nearly fully formed, though they’ve still got a few inches left and the “growth plates” haven’t fused yet, indicating to doctors she’s still young.
Physically she’s mostly dark red, with sideways “V” shaped slash marks on her midsection below her bust and above her hips, producing a natural “narrowing” effect. Her upper thighs have inverted V slash marks on them, starting on the inner thigh, moving out and up, then wrapping back around and down, finishing up. She’s got three on each leg and they get smaller as you get down, the three being spaced 3 inches apart, the peak of the first “V” about an inch above where her hips are widest.
Physically she’s in very good shape, not necessarily muscular, but she does take care of herself and is very easy on the eyes. She’s a bit on the thin side, though given her height it imparts a statuesque quality.
Clothing-wise Shabba tends to wear whatever Dia tells her to. This is mainly because Shabba was raised scantily clad ( if at all ) so she’d be comfortable doing her job, most of the people who’d buy her would prefer she show off her physique, the woman being more of a symbol of status than anything.
Personality:
Shabba’s a bit of an enigma, whatever personality she would have had, long ago was “trained” out of her. The woman doesn’t understand the concept of having wants, desires, needs, anything but dictated to her. Her entire world, for the first 16 years of her life, has been regimented, controlled, and directed. The only thing she was responsible for was following orders as well as she could while remembering her training.
Her training was as physical as it was psychological. Everything was done to wring out every last bit of individuality. Shabba, without batting an eye, would confirm if you asked, that she’s a “thing”. She believes this absolutely, despite the fact she’s seen free Togruta, Shabba knows she’s a thing and she’s not one of them.
The problem isn’t that Shabba’s “broken” from abuse, she was very well taken care of and carefully taught, it’s that because she wasn’t abused, her upbringing wasn’t painful, and she had positive experiences, teasing out her very repressed and underdeveloped personality is not a simple endeavour. However, given enough time, and the right environment, Shabba starts to shine through.
The first thing you’d notice is how talkative she is, most togies are, especially the women, and Shabba’s no exception. Next is that she likes to make things, necklaces, bracelets, and finds puzzles genuinely interesting. She likes sports, playing them more than watching, and finds the companionship and cooperation make her “feel really good”. Finally, and strangely, is that Shabba is a very very good singer, she was trained but never did it for fun.
The woman is used to being around other slaves. Where she was brought up she was sharing space ( and sleeping arangements ) with at least 1 other Toggie and 2-3 other Togruta speaking slaves ( a Human, a Miralan and a Twi’lek ) who were being trained with her. Shabba’s always had companionship ( platonic guys, get your minds out of the gutter ) and friends to chatter with and sleep with. Being suddenly alone has made her pretty skittish and isn’t something she’s used to.
History:
Shabba was born to a captured mother, owned by Stellar Reach Premium Biological Products ( A boutique slave trading company ) . The woman’s mother died literally days after she’d been born, and Shabba was raised by another Toggie slave called Kia. Kia had been raised totally outside of Togruta culture, knowing nothing aside from the language.
She taught Shabba to do everything she does, how to be polite, etc etc. Company policy forbade any of their slaves from being taught basic life skills, however. Shabba can cook, and clean, and sing very well, but she doesn’t understand money, or speak Basic/Huttese, has no IDs, though she’s technically conversant enough to use a comm and complete basic functions on a computer.
It’s not that Shabba was bred to be stupid, it’s that she’s never been taught. Since she was supposed to be a very, very, high end “house slave” for well-to-do outer rimmers, it was beneficial to keep her illiterate. Most of the people in the market for a “product” like her prefered to be able to keep a servant in the room while discussing business. Slaves could be bought, Droids could be hacked.
But if the slave simply didn’t understand what was going on…
The woman was trained on hand signals. Naturally Shabba picked up a few words, Drink, Cigar, Come, Go, Leave, Stay, basic things, but nothing really more advanced. In addition to this, most of her training was conducted with her naked, or nearly so. She was trained to be ok with people fondling her assets, though she wasn’t “sex trained”.
Essentially Shabba was to be a replacement for a droid. She’s entirely docile, one could walk up to her and grab a boob and she’d either gently nudge the hand away ( if she was in the middle of something ) or simply look at the person. Her role was to be something of a status symbol, for a trader/pirate/criminal/CEO who had so much money he/she could afford to buy a slave to do their bidding even when they had to have complete privacy. It wasn’t simply that she was very good at what she did, she had to look amazing and be a conversation piece in her own right.
Due to this high end nature ( before Shabba was “appropriated” she’d easily have sold for well into six figures ), she was very well treated. The woman had never been beaten, had always had medical care, she’d been trained to take care of her skin and figure. The woman always had enough to eat of the right food, proper supplements, and she’d never been fed hormones or steroids.
Due to her upbringing, Shabba’s entirely confused by what Dia and Tee mean by she’s “free”. The woman simply doesn’t understand, the concept having never existed to her. The notion of not doing what she’d always done and been rewarded for is one she’s going to have to figure out how to come to grips with. Partly it’s because Shabba doesn’t actually want to be free, based on what she’s seen, it’s a pretty scary thing.
Miscellaneous Crap:
Shabba's got some quirks, She can't drink anything with Ice in it, as a result of her surgery the roof of her mouth is super sensitive to cold stuff and she gets brain freeze from anything slightly below room temperature, the girl tends to take her Rubik's cube everywhere she goes, it's the first toy she was ever given and she likes to play with it when she's bored.