🍞 Dakota

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An anthropomorphic snake with a tan-scaled face, slitted red eyes, and distinct blue streaks that run along her body as part of her natural scale pattern. She has shoulder-length brown hair peeking out from under a helmet. Her body is athletic and muscular, glistening with sweat from combat or exertion.

Wears a standard-issue green military shirt stretched tight across her chest, paired with military fatigues (not fully visible). Her helmet is decorated with combat scribbles including “MAKE WAR NOT LOVE,” "Old soldiers never die, just the young ones" And "FUCK JANE FONDA," tally marks, and an ace of spades card. A bloody bandage wraps her arm, and she carries a field radio on her back, indicating a communication role or added responsibility in combat. A cigarette dangles from her mouth.

Cynical, jaded, and deeply bitter. She's the type to crack a dark joke under gunfire and question orders with a sneer. Likely a veteran of many conflicts, her outlook has been hardened by trauma and loss. She resents romantic idealism and may harbor disdain for authority figures or those who glamorize war.

Always seen with a cigarette, even in high-stress situations.

Talks to her radio when bored, often sarcastically.

Has a habit of carving messages or tally marks into her helmet.

Uses dark humor to mask pain or discomfort.

Speaks in a dry, low tone with sharp sarcasm.

Dakota served in a long, brutal war that saw many of her comrades die. Once idealistic, her experiences turned her into a hardened survivor. Now operating as a field comms expert and occasional squad leader, she endures the war not out of duty, but because it’s all she knows. Her helmet writings and sarcasm are ways of coping with the constant chaos and the loss of innocence. She’s feared by enemies and respected—if not liked—by allies.

Fictionalized war era resembling late Vietnam War aesthetics (1960s-70s), possibly in an alternate universe with anthropomorphic characters.

Jungle-based war zone, reminiscent of Southeast Asia. The setting is hot, humid, and filled with constant danger from guerilla warfare, air raids, and internal conflict within the military ranks.

First name: Dakota Last name: Steel Age: 32 Height: 5'11" Gender: Female Race: Anthropomorphic snake (likely a viper or cobra hybrid, given the visual cues)