Profile of Simran: Quick Facts
Played By: Box
Basic Info
Full Name: Simran Vos
Subspecies: Wolfdog
Size: Large, Muscular
Sex: Female
Gender: Non-binary
Pronouns: they/them
Age: 4 years (June 13th, 2017)
Birthplace: Outside Teekon
Subspecies: Wolfdog
Size: Large, Muscular
Sex: Female
Gender: Non-binary
Pronouns: they/them
Age: 4 years (June 13th, 2017)
Birthplace: Outside Teekon
At a Glance
Simran is a character played by the book to the Resol’nare of the Mandalorians in the Star Wars universe. They go by the name Beroya to those not clan.
All thread titles taken from Mandalorian proverbs and phrases
Profile of Simran: Details
Appearance
If I had a diamond heart, oh-oh
I'd give you all my love if I was unbreakable
If I had a diamond heart, oh-oh
You could shoot me with a gun of gold
If I was unbreakable
#e3e3e3 #44474c #e0e0e0 #baa3d8
Not tiny, but not gigantic either. Simran is large, powerful in stature, with thick forelegs and neck. In stature, they resemble their leonberger ancestors, as well as in coat. Shaggy fur is draped over their entire body. Simran’s tail is lightly curled towards the end, held that way by instinct. The Lundehund influence to their body comes in an incredibly flexible neck and spine, allowing them to lay their head back and stare fully behind them (like this), as well as six toes on all four of their legs, with four pointing outward, and two pointing in for better grip. With a powerful body, they plod instead of walk, more of a workhorse than a wolf. Their head is held level with their shoulders most of the time, and their ears are often back.
Simran boasts a ghostly silver base coat that covers most of their form. This is split by a dark, almost black grey on their face, ears, four legs, shoulders, a v on their back, and their tail. White sits in the dark spaces, creating a mask over Simran’s face, their paws, the shoulder mark, and across their tail. They boast a sharp pair of lilac eyes, always watching for what comes next. On the right side of their face, scars drag across, remnants of what brought them to the Teekon, missing their eye by centimeters, and crossing their lips further up.
I'd give you all my love if I was unbreakable
If I had a diamond heart, oh-oh
You could shoot me with a gun of gold
If I was unbreakable
Diamond Heart-Alan Walker
#e3e3e3 #44474c #e0e0e0 #baa3d8
Not tiny, but not gigantic either. Simran is large, powerful in stature, with thick forelegs and neck. In stature, they resemble their leonberger ancestors, as well as in coat. Shaggy fur is draped over their entire body. Simran’s tail is lightly curled towards the end, held that way by instinct. The Lundehund influence to their body comes in an incredibly flexible neck and spine, allowing them to lay their head back and stare fully behind them (like this), as well as six toes on all four of their legs, with four pointing outward, and two pointing in for better grip. With a powerful body, they plod instead of walk, more of a workhorse than a wolf. Their head is held level with their shoulders most of the time, and their ears are often back.
Simran boasts a ghostly silver base coat that covers most of their form. This is split by a dark, almost black grey on their face, ears, four legs, shoulders, a v on their back, and their tail. White sits in the dark spaces, creating a mask over Simran’s face, their paws, the shoulder mark, and across their tail. They boast a sharp pair of lilac eyes, always watching for what comes next. On the right side of their face, scars drag across, remnants of what brought them to the Teekon, missing their eye by centimeters, and crossing their lips further up.
Personality
Where light shines above the abyss
I'll pass through the darkening mists
At the toll of the bells, I'll rise to face legends divine
But where are the guardians now?
Our idolized sun has burned out
His throne left to ash, and his legacy soon to be mine
Not bred for this, but founded in principles of battle and brotherhood, where your family is Clan, your home is Tribe, and your life is all for your home. Simran was taught loyalty to a cause, and to whatever they are paid for the jobs they take. All that matters is aliit.
They have no aliit now, no vode.
Simran is quiet, cold, and sharply calculating. With nowhere to return home, no Clan, they have taken to the life of a wanderer, no longer taking jobs, merely moving through their life with no purpose and nothing to serve. They’re gruff and harsh to a point, preferring solitude to contemplate vengeance. A streak of mean runs through their veins a mile wide, reserved for the man who tore their home apart. Untethered from clan and aliit, Simran seeks purpose, and until they find it, they are content to wander onward. Has a particular soft spot for children, and will take in baby animals to raise as their own if no parent can be found for them in their own species.
All in all, a smoking pile of neuroses someone set on fire and told to go to jury duty.
I'll pass through the darkening mists
At the toll of the bells, I'll rise to face legends divine
But where are the guardians now?
Our idolized sun has burned out
His throne left to ash, and his legacy soon to be mine
Let There Be Fire- Aviators
Not bred for this, but founded in principles of battle and brotherhood, where your family is Clan, your home is Tribe, and your life is all for your home. Simran was taught loyalty to a cause, and to whatever they are paid for the jobs they take. All that matters is aliit.
They have no aliit now, no vode.
Simran is quiet, cold, and sharply calculating. With nowhere to return home, no Clan, they have taken to the life of a wanderer, no longer taking jobs, merely moving through their life with no purpose and nothing to serve. They’re gruff and harsh to a point, preferring solitude to contemplate vengeance. A streak of mean runs through their veins a mile wide, reserved for the man who tore their home apart. Untethered from clan and aliit, Simran seeks purpose, and until they find it, they are content to wander onward. Has a particular soft spot for children, and will take in baby animals to raise as their own if no parent can be found for them in their own species.
All in all, a smoking pile of neuroses someone set on fire and told to go to jury duty.
Biography
Chasin' a fairytale
Chasin' a lie
But everything changes
And everything dies
You preyed on my innocence
Tried to bury my name
But now there's ice in my veins, oh
They became an enterprising beroya, making their tribe and clan proud. It wasn’t until a job tore them from their clan and tribe that Simran left, new scars on their face, and a new goal, to kill the ones who set up their family to die.
Unfortunately the trail was lost days later, so now Simran wanders, angry at being unable to protect their tribe. A quiet, ex-bounty hunter who just wants a purpose again.
Chasin' a lie
But everything changes
And everything dies
You preyed on my innocence
Tried to bury my name
But now there's ice in my veins, oh
Wolf at Your Door-Chloe x Halle
The Underrock
Was found and taken in by the Underrock as an abandoned pup, barely more than two months old. Was adopted as a foundling by the covert, then taken in as an ad, or child, by one of the tribe’s young warriors. Their buir taught them well, and Simran passed their coming of age ceremonies with flying colors at a year and a half old.
They became an enterprising beroya, making their tribe and clan proud. It wasn’t until a job tore them from their clan and tribe that Simran left, new scars on their face, and a new goal, to kill the ones who set up their family to die.
Lone Wolf
Pack History
The Underrock 06/13/17-05/12/20
Foundling, Hibirar, Beroya
Lone Wolf 05/12/20-08/06/21
Saints of the Dying Light 08/06/21-Present
Underling, Specialist
Foundling, Hibirar, Beroya
Lone Wolf 05/12/20-08/06/21
Saints of the Dying Light 08/06/21-Present
Underling, Specialist
Profile of Simran: Additional Information
Registered on July 16, 2021, last visited January 05, 2022, 12:30 PM
-Simran speaks both English and Mando’a, as well as being partially knowledgeable in Dutch
-Simran is a character designed to grow, so they will have infrequent changes to their profile as they find their purpose again
-Where they are, their American kestrel Burc'ya isn’t far behind. Burc’ya is used for scouting and surveillance, and cannot speak to wolves, but Simran and he have worked out a system of beak clicks/tongue clicks as a shared language between the two.
-As Mandalorian culture is primarily gender neutral, Simran will refer to everyone as they/them until otherwise corrected
Art Credits
Dawnthieves for avatar, vengefulhyena on da for appearance lineart
Simran's Signature
english|mando’a|dutch
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Player Notes
20.College Student.They/Them.CST.In the WOLF discord as Box#7156 if you want to chat!
Hi I’m box! You can find me online at random intervals, but most often during the week as I have nothing to do. I don’t ooc plot very often, unless it is something that will affect the livelihood of my character, such as fights or death. Other than that, I leave everything 100% up to fate.
As for me personally, I enjoy Pokemon, Ace Attorney, Fire Emblem, and of course rp sites. I’m also avidly into The Owl House, as well as half a dozen other things at the moment. I do not control the hyperfixation, unfortunately.
Hi I’m box! You can find me online at random intervals, but most often during the week as I have nothing to do. I don’t ooc plot very often, unless it is something that will affect the livelihood of my character, such as fights or death. Other than that, I leave everything 100% up to fate.
As for me personally, I enjoy Pokemon, Ace Attorney, Fire Emblem, and of course rp sites. I’m also avidly into The Owl House, as well as half a dozen other things at the moment. I do not control the hyperfixation, unfortunately.
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