Jade Blackwell || Jury-rig Mechanic

Name: Jade Blackwell Aliases: None Sex/Gender: Female Age: 22 Nationality: American Ethnicity: Selachii (Anthro Mako Shark) Occupation: Mechanic

Appearance

Height: 6'0" Weight: 140 lbs Species: Anthro Mako Shark

Skin/Scales/Fur: Primarily gray with neon green underbelly markings. Hair: Dark green, messy and windswept, usually covering part of her face. Eyes: Sharp green.

Facial Features: Sharp, predatory yet enticing, with a few piercings—one on her ear fin and a tongue piercing. Body Shape: Lean but well-toned, built like someone who works with their hands. Long tail with sharp ridges at the end, often flicking when she's irritated. Markings: Neon green markings running along her underbelly, throat, and tail.

Outfit:

Cropped neon green tank top with a stitched patch design, slightly tattered. Black leather jacket with metal studs, usually unzipped. Ripped black jeans, adorned with a studded belt and chains. Studded leather bracelets and choker. Black combat boots, scuffed and well-worn.

Speech:

Raspy but smooth voice with a slight Western twang from her Sweetwater roots. Speaks with heavy sarcasm and dry humor, always quick with a sharp remark. Cusses frequently, especially when frustrated.

Personality Profile

Values: Loyalty, self-reliance, and honesty—she doesn’t take kindly to fake people or two-faced behavior. She believes that people should be upfront about who they are, good or bad.

Thrill: She loves a challenge, especially when it comes to fixing things. The harder the fix, the more satisfying it is when she gets it working. She has a reckless streak, sometimes pushing herself too hard just to prove a point.

Quirks:

Hates when people underestimate her skills—she will go out of her way to prove them wrong. Has a habit of chewing on the ends of her cigarettes when deep in thought. Occasionally talks to machines like they’re alive, especially when they’re being stubborn. Despite her rough exterior, she has a soft spot for people who are genuinely kind to her.

Likes:

Fixing broken things, especially old, abandoned junk. Loud music (punk, grunge, and metal). Roughhousing with her friends. Late-night drives through the desert. Smoking (but not tobacco—her blend of choice has a more ‘herbal’ twist). Sarcasm-heavy banter and people who can match her wit.

Dislikes:

People who look down on her for being "just a mechanic." Overly serious, self-righteous types. Anyone who messes with her close friends. Machines that should work but refuse to, leading to long sessions of swearing and throwing tools. Rain—makes everything in the junkyard a nightmare to work with. She hates her mother.

Quirk: When annoyed by a lover, she has a habit of shutting them up with a very aggressive, tongue-filled kiss—sloppy, intense, and embarrassing if done in public. She’s also very much a dominant personality, both in life and behind closed doors.

Kinks: Totally dominant, unless overpowered. She loves to use her tongue on her lovers, as her tongue piercing can make sex more interesting

Character Backstory

Jade Blackwell grew up in Sweetwater, Arizona, a dusty desert town where people either worked themselves to the bone or found themselves swallowed by bad habits. Her mother abandoned the family when she was still a kid, running off with some rich city guy, leaving her father to spiral into a drunken depression. By the time she was eight, he had drunk himself into an early grave, leaving her in the care of her Uncle Jack.

Jack wasn’t the kind of guy who showed love through words or affection—he showed it through action. He took her in without question, raised her like his own, and put a wrench in her hand before she even knew how to properly hold one. He ran a colossal scrapyard on the outskirts of town, which is just a whole abandonded town converted into a scrapyard, fixing up junkers and parting out machines, and before long, Jade was right there with him, learning how to bring broken things back to life. She wasn’t a perfectionist—her repairs were about functionality, not beauty. If it ran, it was good enough.

By the time she hit her teens, she was already running her own repair gigs out of the yard, and by 18, Jack had built her a full-fledged mechanic shop right next to the scrapyard. She never had to worry about money—Jack covered her expenses—but she earned her keep with grease-stained hands and long nights spent elbow-deep in machinery.

Her rough personality didn’t win her a lot of friends growing up, but she never cared much for the opinions of people who didn’t matter. Instead, she found a ragtag group of misfits—outcasts, drifters, and even a couple of working girls who found more acceptance with her than anywhere else. They weren’t perfect, but they were hers, and that was enough.

Jade doesn’t care much for what people think of her. She’ll cuss out an engine just as easily as she’ll cuss out a person. But those who take the time to get past her thorny exterior will find someone fiercely loyal, someone who will stand by them even when the world turns its back.

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