Name: Hellena Plutarch AKA: Ellen, Spook Hunter!(tm)
Age: 18
Race:Executive Elf
Zone of Birth: Nazzdack Incorporated
Class:Goth TopicStreamer
Current Employment Alignment: Corporate
Description: A busty and little thing with amber colored eyes and black hair highlighted a rosey pink at the tips, with her hair done up into a pair of long braids, though she tends to try out new ways of braiding and styling it (though never letting it hang loose) every time she changes locations. Her signature outfit is a Boobsock(tm) Line Goth Topic Tee, a side-tie nano-fiber thong, some spiked leather wristlets (with optional digiStorage bondage rings! The hot new item for when you want to get your BDSM on the go!), and a pair of lace up platform 'GothStomp' brand latex boots! She is rarely seen without a necklace that the most savvy will recognize as a quantum-hyperlink peer-to-peer communicator, a device that uses quantum entanglement for instantaneous, supposedly untappable, communication, around her neck, though in truth the actual crystal is usually hidden in her generous cleavage.
Personality: Hellena, or 'Ellen' as she likes to go on stream and in public, is adventurous, happy-go-lucky, perky as heck, and the absolute perfect example of what Goth Topic wants out of their streamers and spokes people, which is part of how she got, and kept, the job. She's also, to not put too fine a point on it, a completely spoiled brat, and more than a little naive. Having just started her career adventuring, she has no idea how things actually work for most of the world, but that hasn't stopped her from tracing every little rumor of spookiness and urban mythiness (as she calls it) that she can everywhere she goes in attempts to find "The Real and True Spook-Shit!" There are currently more than a few darknet betting sites that keep increasing the odds on her surviving another week, as she keeps stumbling into mutant nests, undercity elf cybercafe-camps, back ally drug factories, and shady smuggling rings, and has yet as to get so much as a scratch on her (though more than a few things very gleefully pumped into her!), nor a ding to her peppy, happy go lucky attitude.
Abilities:
Helena is a fantastic speaker, able to get her audience hyped up and keep their interest with more than just her bouncing assets. She is also a skilled disguise artist (from all that time working with makeup and fashion-extruders in her penthouse life), and a surprisingly capable hacker, at least when it comes to software from either of her parent's companies (as that was the security she had to beat to get away with anything while living with her mother or visiting her father). She uses this to keep a low profile between streams. She's also found that she's not too shabby at shagging, especially with more monstrous entities, and one of her major means of endearing various monstrous entities to herself is that. Of course, then she has trouble convincing them to let her go on her way, but that's a FUTURE her problem every time. In truth however, the one thing that sets Helena apart from others is her absolutely fantastic luck. Bullets and sharp claws fly past her without so much as tousling her hair, she trips just when a trap would slice her head off, and finds herself not being the path of least resistance when some source coder tries to bounce some lightning through her spine. Far from depending on this luck, if she even notices it, Helena seems to make it work for her, using her extraordinary luck to excel in her new life rather than coasting along relying on it in all things.
Relationships:
Alanna Fibronesia: The ground operations CEO Of CottageCorp, the chief rival to Goth Topic in terms of trying to dominate the younger-adults fashion market! Where Goth Topic is all about the spooky, CottageCorp is about the cutesie. Alanna has worked very hard to cut a sector for herself, and has always been exasperated with how little her daughter appreciates it. An argument on Hellena's 18th birthday caused the young girl to jack the family suborbital limousine to the penthouse tower of Alanna's greatest enemy and corporate rival... Hellena's father.
Mars Plutarch: Hellan's doting father, who managed to lose the custody suite over her on the basis that Alanna bribed the wet works squad he sent to blow up the underground datacenter that contained the blackbox that contained all of the dirt she had on the judge to instead blow up the underground datacenter that contained the blackbox that contained all of the dirt HE had on the judge. Mars Plutarch is the ground operations CEO of Goth Topic, a position he inherited after his predecessor got blown up in a tragic Bezosphere transit shuttle launch that was totally unforeseeable and not at all related to a sudden loss of 2 billion liquid credits that occured to Mars' bank accounts the night before. Mars dotes on his daughter to the extreme, taking the position that if he couldn't be the one to hire the people responsible for raising her and getting the alimony money from Alanna, then he could at least make sure their daughter liked him BEST.
Spookums: Hellena's Avatar SimuPET familiar, a tiny, spooky ghost with a lovely heart! She jailbroke him within hours of receiving him, so that he would only film her and report her position while she was actually streaming. A situation her father keeps trying to have reversed, but that the board of directors keeps shooting down as long as Hellena's subscription count keeps skyrocketing.
Important Life Moments: It was the night after Hellena's 18th birthday party, and she and her mother were having yet another tiff. No, she couldn't go to the REALLY COOL clubs on the sublevels, no, she didn't care if Hellena's online boyfriend/private corpnet hyper-school classmate was going to be there, what was Hellena doing dating and having a social life? Time enough for that AFTER she had finished university, gotten a job, finished her degree, started a career, climbed the corporate ladder to proper executive, not some junior rank, gotten married in a proper corporate-alliance wedding, had kids, and divorced. You know, like Alanna had! Pulling herself up by her bootstraps!
Hellena's response to what her mother felt was a totally reasonable argument was to take a baseball bat, tape a heavy duty magnet to it, and then surprise her artificiate body guard by walking out of the shower and smacking him upside the head with it. She got dressed, broke into the penthouse garage, hotwired the suborbital limousine, nearly crashed it through two towers, narrowly avoided being shot out of the sky when she flew too close to the Walled Street's perimeter defenses, DID crash it through the penthouse of a third tower (but it was okay, it's where that total bitch Jasmine Dankworth lived, so nobody important was hurt), and landed in her father's triple-olympic sized champagne pool.
Her father, after being quietly horrified at Helena's description of her 30 mile trip of what should have been a 2 mile flight, made a few calls, paid off a few other corps, told his people to activate the anti-air tower defense blocks just incase the Dankworths were more in the mood for blood than bribery, and sat down to talk with his baby girl about what she wanted to do, for she was ADAMANT that she didn't want to go back to her mother's place, and Mars himself hadn't prepared enough of his own penthouse to be suitable for his little girl to visit (and he wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea anyway, being that he was living it up in all the kinky glory that a 200 year old executive elf can get up too).
She proposed getting a job, a real one! One where she could explore! Mars, for his part, thought it was a smashing idea, called up some of his people down in marketing, and got his girl a streamer contract, all done up properly with Goth Topic and with a perpetual lifetime ban from ever, ever, ever working for CottageCorp. He set up some easy gigs, hired a new bodyguard, and made a few discreet calls to make sure the site that Hellena, now 'Ellen', went to was thoroughly sanitized so that his baby girl wouldn't be in an ounce of danger.
8 hours later absolutely no one had any idea where Hellena had gone, it wasn't until another 16 hours had passed that, right on the DOT for when Goth Topic had announced their media blitz for a brand new awesome streamer, that she came back online... 200 miles away from the spooky undercity site she had said she was going to explore first, and instead cracking open a mutant infested bunker that was supposedly haunted by the ghost of some ancient warlock named Karl Marx who had totally been responsible for all evil in the world. This would set the pattern for how her streams went from then on, as she traveled the world searching for spooktastic adventure!
Quotes:
"WOW! Would you look at that! These gotta be authentic satanic runes right? This place was totally a demon summonin- what's that chat? It's just a bunch of gang tags?"
"DAAAAADDY! You promised you wouldn't send any more goons to bring me home! Yes, I needed a LITTLE help escaping the mutant mole man tribe, but they didn't have to be so mean to the chieftain! I can totally understand why he'd want to marry me! Anyway, you owe me a new bat, that Avalanche Gorilla's skull left a dent in mine see?"
"Hey chat! I'm being joined by another streamer today! Say hello to Delicious Trish! You might know her from her HentaiTube streams! We were talking and she tells me there's TOTALLY spooky action going on in this old sex bot testing facility!"