Name: Gwendolyn (Gwen)
Age: 17
Loner or Teammate to the Voltron: rebel (like Matt, I don't know if the rebellion actually has another name)
Appearance: mid-neck length curly strawberry blonde hair, hazel eyes, peach skin, 5'8"
Personality: smart, social, always thinks she's right, trusting (maybe a little too much), self assured, leader
Species: human
Fears: death, torture, occasionally heights
Strengths: outgoing, skilled with a gun
Weaknesses: easily manipulated mentally, not very strong physically
Weapon: Gun and taser
Name: Zanna
Age: 18
Loner or Teammate to the Voltron: Loner
Appearance: Dark skin, Black hair in a high ponytail that naturally changes to purple, violet eyes, fluffy royal purple cat ears and lion like tail, black and purple prosthetics replacing the entirety of her right arm and below the knee on her left leg, multiple scars. Wears a boot identical to her prosthetic, skin tight pants, a loose tank, and a short sleeved jacket.
Personality: She's puts up a very confident front by being sarcastic, kind, and a bit defensive. However she's really timid, scared, and has PTSD.
Species: Human/Galra hybrid
Fears: Haggar, Imprisonment, Getting legimentally close to people
Strengths: Natural fighter, Mechanic, and strangely calm under pressure
Weaknesses: Easily riled and her unwillingness to tell people important information
Weapon: Electric whip
I feel like we could create our own rebel group, lol.
I'm gonna be gone for about two or three hours but you guys can start without me if you need to
Hmm… I mean I could, but if someone else wants to they're more than welcome to.
Nose goes! ducks down, with finger on nose
facepalm Fine. I'll start))
Alex was quiet as he krept through the silent halls of the Galrain ship. His heart was thudding through his chest, blood roaring through his ears. He was silent, his feet barely making any noise. His bow was in his hands, his eyes narrowed.
Hela growls as she crouches down and runs through the brush of the planet
Zanna leaned back in her pilot's chair. Three months she had been flying around helping planets in need. Three months felt like a long time.
Gwendolyn leaned against the desk in front of her, her eyes staring blankly at the screen in front of her. No alerts so far. Even if there was an alert, she doubted she would ever get to leave the base. She wasn't part of a fighting regiment, but rather a dispatcher that decipher codes and messages. She was in charge of finding SOS and other help messages from around the galaxy, but she never got to actually go help herself.
When Alex came across a guard he quickly shot it, releasing a breath of air and hurrying towards the prison section. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, but he had received some sort of distress signal and he planned on sniffing it out.
Zanna checked through the systems again. Engines, still failing; Life support, a few hours left; Distress single, oh right she had UNISTALL IT! Zanna leaned back, why had she thought it was a good idea? She didn't know and now she was stuck in the middle space without any way of signaling others.
Hela snorts as she charges through the plantlife. The city was up ahead.
Gwen propped her feet up on the desk, leaning back in her seat. She hadn't heard anything from Voltron or the Blade of Marmora in quite a while. Figures. Nothing happens on this side of the galaxy. Gwen had considered returning to Earth many times, but she knew that she would feel even more useless there. She didn't know if Earth had any idea about the current war on the Galra.
(Yes, ma'am! @Katie Black! )
Name: Leonora (Nonie) Hales
Age: 16
Loner or Teammate to the Voltron: teammate
Appearance: black waist length hair, lilac eyes, light blue skin, fin like ears, mermaid tail (Not a mermaid, still has legs, but has a tail), kinda short
Personality: Extremely shy, intelligent, dubious, anxious, loyal, trustworthy
Species: Surface mermaid
Fears: fire, extremely loud noises
Strengths: intelligence, loyalty
Weaknesses: dubious, anxious
Weapon: trident
Accepted my dear!))
Alex exits, holding a disk in his hands. He sneaks off the Galran ship, biting his lip nervously. Now all he needed to do was to get this to voltron and any other rebel alliance.
(Can someone give me a hint as to where I could come in?)
Zanna got up to see if there was anything she could do. Maybe she could try and fix the engine from here? Nope. Work to see if she could prolong her life support? Tried that already. Send out a distress sign- wait, she could do that. She got to work pulling wires and rerouting them. By the end of it a weak distress beacon was being sent out, but sent out nonetheless. She jumped up and shouted, "YES! NOT TODAY DEATH! NOT TODAY!"
"Voltron, do you copy?" Alex calls into his com. He prayed to whatever god that was out there that they could hear him.
