Jacqueline "Jack" Shackleton

Name: Alta Maria

Alias: Jacqueline "Jack" Shackleton

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Symbol: TBD

Appearance:
Jacqueline is 6 foot nothing and weighs in 140 lbs. She has long red hair that she usually keeps bundled up behind her head with a 6” long metal spike. While it's usually tied up, a few strands typically come loose and hang free over her face. She has delicate, gorgeous features that are typically arranged in rather unladylike expressions. She has a stunning figure which is complimented by her perfect posture. She kept a strong, commanding, yet relaxed stance, creating a very confident air around her. She wears a long, worn admiral's coat on her shoulders. The coat is red with white trim, a gold inner lining and shiny golden buttons. Under the coat, she wore nothing but a close fitting suit vest, with a black front and a red silk back with ivory buttons in the shape of fluer-de-lis. The vest was not very large and did not leave a lot to imagination, revealing ample cleavage and leaving her lower midriff exposed. She wore formal women's business pants with a low waist line. The pants were dark gray with gray pin stripes. They were clearly worn, with repair stitching visible in some places. She had an obvious tan from staying out in the sun and visible scars in various places over her body. She was not the biggest, but she had definite muscle tone. Her left arm has been replaced with an open metal prosthetic limb. Her eyes were the a pale green, exactly the shade of faded dollar bills. Two pistol belts, loaded with ammunition, hang loosely on both hips.

Personality:
Not the most discreet person, she wore her emotions on her sleeve. Most of the time, she was relaxed and laid back, exuding confidence. Unfortunately, she suffered from 4 of the 7 deadly sins, Pride, Wrath, Lust and Greed. She also has a penchant for shiny things.

History:
Jacqueline came from a privileged background. Her father was a high ranking navy man, but her mother died shortly after her birth, so she doesn't remember much of her. Her father wasn't around much, because his job kept him busy, but they got along famously when he was around although, he was very strict. Jacqueline struggled from an early age to get her father's attention. This is what caused her to teach herself how to be a sky sailor so early on. She was a model student and was quickly growing into a gifted young sailor. Her strategy of attracting her father's attention changed as she grew older, however, and she soon grew into a rebellious, loud spirited teenage girl. She had a great head on her shoulders, and she made plenty use of it, just not in school. She was always getting involved in acts of mischief and causing trouble all over the city. Her father's status kept her out of serious trouble. Then, one day, she made a mistake. She decided to steal a skyboat. She had piloted all kinds of crafts before and this would not be her first time "borrowing" a boat, but she had no idea what she had stolen until she was already off the ground and soaring through the clouds. The boat she had stolen turned out to be a transport vehicle used by the largest bank in the country. And it had just been loaded up with valuable metals and gems. In fairness, it hadn't been guarded all that well. They were practically ASKING for it to be stolen! Jacqueline quickly realized how deep she actually was, This realization augments by the small army of police that had begun to pursue her vehicle. Back then, she was young and inexperienced. All things considered, she still managed to lead those cops on one hell of a chase, but was panicking the whole time. She actually managed to crash the skyboat into a building, into which she escaped. When she had crashed, the skyboat, however, she had caused immense structural damage to the building itself, and it soon shuddered and gave out. She was no idiot and felt the building sway back and forth dangerously. She managed to make it into the garbage chute before the building went down and, thankfully, escaped all harm. Except for the fact that her left arm had been severed. She was in shock among the rubble when they found her. She was rushed to the hospital and given the best medical care money could buy, but there was nothing they could do. Her arm was gone and it wasn't coming back. She was a tough girl and her father was even tougher. A metal, prosthetic arm was made and custom fitted to her shoulder. The media called the incident a terrorist attack by a lone, psychopathic extremist. She had gotten extremely lucky. They didn’t know it was her. Her father, while outwardly furious, was grateful that she had escaped with her life and decided not to tell anyone about the incident in order to keep his daughter safe. After she had recovered and learned to use the arm to its fullest capabilities, he enrolled her in a naval academy, knowing her talent at sky boating was simply incredible and that her mind was sharp as a razor. Wanting to please her father, and eager to follow in his footsteps, she accepted and went to the school. She hated it there. She loved skyboating for the freedom and the release. The navy somehow managed to crush these things and replace them with order and rule. She also did not get along with any of the students there. They were child prodigies, and rich kids, and kids there solely to bring honor to their families' names. And she couldn't stand any of them. She focused on her classes and actually did quite well, but she felt she died a little more inside every day. Finally, a month before her graduation, she got fed up and left. She felt as if had she stayed one more day, there would be nothing left of her. So, she left. Too ashamed to return home, she wandered for about a year. She drifted around, scrounging meals, doing odd jobs for money and in general, growing up. She had grown into a beautiful young woman, and began to realize the benefits of using her feminine wiles to get what she wanted. She was young, brash and naïve and as a direct result, managed to let slip that she had been the one behind the robbing of the banks transport and subsequently, the collapsing of that high rise. The strong influence of alcohol may have helped her spill the beans, but that's beside the point. What really matters is that when she woke up from her slumber under the table of a tavern, she had a pounding headache and a hefty bounty on her head. At the time, she wasn't quite sure which one was worse. A young girl, runaway, dropout, and delinquent, waking up to find the whole world out to get her. Naturally, she ran home for the first time in a little over a year. Her father was not as angry as she had expected him to be, but welcomed the prodigal girl back with open arms and affection. As much as they wished she could stay, her father and her both knew that if she wanted to stay a free woman, she had to run as soon as possible. Her father prepared their family skyboat for her and presented to her what was meant to be her graduation gifts. Two hefty revolvers, one with an ivory handle, dark grey finish and light grey inlay and the other with an oak handle black finish and red inlay. Each held 7 bullets rather than 6, just to have that little bit of an edge. They were her mother's guns. Her father explained to her that her mother had been an infamous pirate back in the day and that he, when he was only a captain, managed to capture her. They spent two weeks together on the way back and fell in love in that time. When she was brought to be punished, she revealed that she was pregnant. Her father pleaded and begged with the judge, who finally relented, and allowed the two to be married. Her mother was placed under house arrest for the rest of her life, which did not last very long. A free spirit like hers needs to spread its wings, or the flame of her heart would fade away. Like mother, like daughter. They had no time for teary goodbye's but her father gave her his admiral's coat as she left. Jacqueline flew off, free at last. She roamed for 6 years. She robbed merchants' ships every so often, which is why her clothes were usually extremely fancy, but worn. This time made her skin grow thick and taught her many things. She quickly mastered those pistols, becoming able to draw so fast, one might question her humanity. Those guns and her ability to draw them saved her skin on many an occasion. Her smooth talking and female "assets" had gotten her out of many more troubling situations. She lived life to the fullest, looting, pillaging, drinking and laughing.

Strengths:
Jacqueline has a charismatic personality and grown quite adept at talking her way out of situations. When that doesn't work, there's always her pistols, which she can draw and fire extremely quickly. Her mechanical arm comes in handy quite often. It is sturdy and lightweight, but also contains many tools, instruments and utensils, which she employs on a daily basis. These tools include, but are not limited to, eating utensils, knives, lock picks of several sizes, a derringer, a sharp hook, a stapler and a mechanical hand, which is it's default setting.

Weaknesses:
Jacqueline isn't the toughest fighter. She's gotten into her fair share of bar fights and street brawls but tries to avoid combat unless she has a clear upper hand. She's a bit selfish and is not afraid to run like hell. She also suffers from greed, pride, wrath and lust.

Weapons:
Name:
Loot and Plunder

Primary form:
Two hefty revolvers, one with an ivory handle, dark grey finish and light grey inlay and the other with an oak handle black finish and red inlay. They are a little big for her, but she wields them with ease nonetheless. Both contain 7 bullets rather than 6.

Secondary form:
N/A

History:
Both guns belonged to her mother when she was a fierce pirate that roamed the land, killing and stealing indiscriminately.

Name:
N/A: Mechanical arm

Primary form:
A metal prosthesis. Augments her strength and is constructed of a light weight, yet rather sturdy metal.

Secondary form:
The arm has many tools which can swing out to replace the default mechanical hand. The one she uses the most in combat is the large, very sharp hook. The arm also contains a derringer with three bullets in it as a last resort.

I can't see any problems. And no, that isn't a blind guy joke. I have found no issue.

Approved.

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