NeonGreed

"Look, sweetie, you seem nice and all, so I'm going to set it to you straight. I want you for your body if I want you at all. And, no, I'm not talking sex. I'm talking chow. Food. I may want to get off too if I'm in a mood, but your end game's gonna be the same. You fuck me or fuck with me, you're gonna end up as fat to cushion my ass during a long session of Mahvel. Now if you're done with your romantic bullshit, I've got some dicks to snipe. Otherwise, drop trow and oil up so I can make this quick."

Naomi Grendler, gamer tag NeonGreed. Age twenty, born and raised in Otakutown, USA. At least, that's what she'd have you believe; she's not so apt to give her address to strangers due to competitors and fanboys wanting to creep on her. Naomi's a simple girl of simple taste, and typically gets tired of the bullshit of daily life quickly. Two things are certain to her: first, money, and second, food. Everything else either acts as a minor annoyance or convenience, depending on the level of interference it doles out to her daily routine of gaming.

She's sponsored as a professional gamer, specializing in Marvel Versus Capcom 3 (with her primary team consisting of Amaterasu, Hawkeye, and Wesker) and an array of shooters (as she will admit to being simply horrid at other fighters). Most of her social activity consists of her time at cons and gaming expos, where she gets to utilize her skill in the public eye and where she has to greet her 'adoring public'. Bleh. The only other time she tends to get social interaction are during her supposedly legendary LAN parties and Gaming Meets, though it's hard to get into them, and it's rumored that she has few return guests as mysterious bets are placed during the event.

A local from the Nexus Park area, it's rather well known (or at least heavily implied and rumored) that she's a no-nonsense predator, and despite her lack of activity beyond gaming at most times, she seems to keep in rather prime condition, making her more than capable of taking down even the most fit of humans. Call it magic, call it science, call it bullshit... It's just the way she is. Not to say something beyond human couldn't take her out.


((Someone stop Okusennman and his crazy alt-making sprees. Preferences will be up when they're up.))