Happy disability pride month!
This felt like a great time to introduce my Oc, Merritrixe, to the world! (Fun fact, her name is Merritrixie, because I jokingly asked my dad what he would name my Oc, before he’d seen her, and he actually came up with a good name for once. So I went with that.)
She’s kinda my fave creation, tbh? Like… she’s so much fun to draw! I’m still l learning when it comes to drawing Black hair, but I’m coming to understand that the sky is the limit, so she’s probably going to be getting a lot more hair styles in future. I have noticed how strange it is that my pens only have three colours that actually work for drawing darker skin tones… someday I’m going to be able to get some more, with more variety. I look forward to that.
She’s Lance’s adoptive sister, who loves to give him hell. Loves everyone to bits, and can hold, her own in a fight, but is more of a techie. (I do wonder if I was subconsciously influenced by my love of Shuri… :/ )
To run you through her I used the Everywriter Character Questions created by Charolyn on YouTube . These are great for getting to know your characters.
Name/Nickname: Merritrixie / Trix
Flaws: Personal space is a myth, calls everyone something mildly offensive as a nickname and thinks it’s cute (it’s not, and Lance is the only one who really tolerates it/likes it), will break things to see how to fix them.
Age: Same as Lance at all times of cannon, and before.
Talents: Metal working, tech, coding, surfing, motorcycling.
Height/Weight: 5ft, 4 inches. Why do you even wanna know that? She weight plenty. That’s all you need to know.
Hair color: naturally brown, sometimes dyes it neon colour for the heck of it.
What annoys them?: Improper digital hygiene, her eyes, blown bulbs being out back with the non-blown bulbs, Lance’s smug-face. She really hates that.
What excites them?: The lions of Voltron, other ships in the fleet, Earth snacks.
Eye color: Deep brown, yellow sclera.(her people are known for their distinctive blue sclera, but she was born without, and it frustrates her that she doesn’t really look like her father)
Markings/Scars: lots of small ones, mostly faded.
Do they have children?: never gonna happen.
Past relationships: Kissed her friend Keeba, once. Decided then and there that she had the superpower of ‘not wanting to fuck’. (Later mourned the fact she was, in her words, ‘merely aroace, not a fallen deity’)
Gender: Wouldn’t you like to know >:3. (She’s a Demi-girl. She/they pronouns. She/her is accepted, as is they/them. On occasion Zee/Zir. Once it was Heli/Coptor for a week, until her friends realised she was trolling them. It made her happy that they just rolled with it anyway, and still allows them to use them as personal pronouns as a result)
Their most precious possession: Her father’s knife.
Parents: Her mother died during childbirth, thus she only knows her from pictures. Her father, Mensa, stayed with her until a group of Alliance soldiers ran them off their homeworld, hunting them on behalf of allied planets for her wings. They wound up homeless for a while, but he kept her spirits up. Until Calypso found them hiding behind a fallen tree during a military raid she was conducting, to free livestock-slaves. She welcomed them both aboard, welcomed their languages, and culture. Offered them refuge and safety for the rest of their lives, asking only in return that they never give up hope for a better life. Mensa didn’t adapt quite as fast as Trix did, but did well, until fever caught him and significant chunk of the crew off guard. Lack of medical supplies meant that the infected were gone within a week. Trix was devastated, and felt she could no longer stay in a place where everything remained her on him. She moved to Santiana, who takes care of her as a daughter, but never directly treats her as such. She doesn’t want to step of the legacy left by Mensa. Both women are now Trix’s mothers, she knows this like it’s tattooed on her heart.
Siblings: Imogen, Maui, Cogx, Lance. All adoptive. Maui was from her days with Calypso. Imogen and Lance she met during later years when doing rounds on the Luria, and they became like cousins, until Lance called them siblings, and it stuck. Cogx is her sibling from her time on the Santiana. She has no idea what gender or pronouns to use anymore, they change every week.
Their darkest secret: She was the one who accidentally burnt the mast down. She may have blamed Lance.
Sexual orientation: Sex is gross, yucky, keep it away. Boy sex, girl sex, all gross! Asexuality, bitch!
Their biggest fear: Ostriches. (Don’t ask)
Nationality: Her father was a Lion Rider, thus she’s half Ariel. However, her mother was originally from Africa, Somalia. There’s a lot of her mother’s culture she wishes she knew more about, but settles for what she remembers her father telling her. She wishes she had more clothes like her mother wore… but Calypso has had to be firm on the fact they simply can’t afford the additional expenses. This came to a boiling point, when Trix pointed out Calypso is a clothes horse (very many colours) and Calypso had to explain that she was actually only wearing the spare clothes, and had embraced the style of ‘whatever works I guess’. Calypso eventually managed to set aside enough to buy a dirac for Trix, who subsequently wore it to Santiana and Calypso’s wedding. Her specific identity ended up being more intertwined with the ship’s culture, which is very multicultural, thus the ships became a ‘nationality’ of sorts, recognised with law by most other Maatai (their species).
Are they sociable?: like a newborn golden retriever.
Intelligence level: Whip-smart. When it comes to tech. With people… less so.
Health conditions: A formal diagnosis was never received, and by the time she was old enough to seek one, she didn’t care. But her right arm, right wing, and left leg didn’t develop properly. She’s also missing a few bones here and there, such as her collar bone, a few ribs, and some in her hands a feet that required surgery to support. She can’t fly, but has improvised. Hence her propensity towards tech: it gave her the ability to fly back.
Where do they live?: The Santiana.
Closest friends: Lance, Calypso, Santiana, Imogen, Cogx, Maui. Also her pet rock, but she pretends she doesn’t talk to a rock, because she thinks that makes her weird (nobody cares of she’s talking to a rock, they’re space pirates, they have all done crazier stuff).
Any secret powers/abilities?: She has never burned a grilled cheese.
Employment status: Under the employ of The Dreadnautli.
Ambitions/aspirations: Someday, wants to lick the sun. Also, wants to fix a lion of Voltron, but mostly the sun licking.
How do they view themselves? : I’m too hot! Hot damn. Call the police, and the fire man! (She has a lot of self worth)
How do others view them?: Loud. Funny. Loyal. Caring. Breaks stuff. Fixes things. Lovable. Don’t-leave-alone-with-explosives.
Interests/hobbies: Painting. Poetry.
Drugs/alcohol?: She’s done marijuana a few times (does so on a regular basis)
Physical strength: Can move most furniture on her own, but cannot lift the wardrobe)
Clothing style: Layered fashion. Lightweight and comfortable for ease of movement.
Level of confidence: Extreme.
Past trauma?: Pfffft- those are called anecdotes, and she’s fine! (She’s got major issues, and still has nightmares from when they were run out of their village)
Personal hygiene: Bathes. Sometimes. If someone reminds her to.
Favorite foods: Lahoh, The weird blue spiked fruit they found on a moon one time, anything that isn’t a little bit mouldy.
Daily routines: Fixes what needs fixing. Nothing else beyond that.
Favorite places to be: In the middle of a celebration!
And this is a picture of what I thought her meeting Pidge would look like ^
Despite my personal love of yapping, I am actually terrible at it. So anything else is just going to either stay in my brain, or be coaxed out by an ask.