Liv the Energetic

Name: Liv

Race: Mimiga

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Physical Description: Liv stands at an average mimigan height for her age, which is pretty short. She is thinner than most, though, and has longer ears. She wears a solid burgundy sweater, as is the  Mimiga fashion. Her eyes are black, like most Mimiga, but considerably wider. She is slightly bucktoothed and is almost always smiling.

Personality: Liv is a tomboy, perky and lively, with a generally bright outlook on everything. She is seldom serious, and it's very hard to get her down without trying to. If she sees you are trying to, though, she might slap you. At heart she's an 'Adventurer', she says, but really what she likes to do is blow things up. When the going gets tough, though, she's a pretty good shot with her magical missile launcher. She speaks with a lithp tha'th mak'th her hardth to take theriouthly.

Personal History: Not really an entirely interesting history. Nope. She was born in Mimiga Town, and grew up there under the care of a proper mother and an irresponsible father. He always spoiled her in rather strange ways, to the point of giving her a weapon of mass destruction at the tender age of three. It was the Magical Missile Launcher he'd had since he'd gotten it from his father when he was three. It no longer worked for him because he was an adult. She rampaged about with it, but luckily the weapon was relatively harmless in the hands of a toddler, so there were only skuffs and bruises from jumping away from the projectiles.
She galavanted about for a few more years in the town, but when she was seven she discovered that the Bushlands had a whole ton of Critters and Jellies, and they made for better targets than the next-door neighbor-'s pet dog. So she went there every morning after breakfast with a sack lunch, leaving a very worried mother and a father who knew what his girl could handle.
As her thirteenth birthday present, her parents let her move in to the Bushlands. She now lives with the humans, who at this point have come to enjoy the sounds of a screaming lisp and the shriek of a level three rocket hitting a power critter. Her job is basically maintaining the level of critters in the area.

Weaponry: Liv has, and probably only ever will have, one weapon. It's a-No, the-Magical Missile Launcher (Pronounced 'Miss I'll'). It's a pinkish orange, and sizes to fit the weirder perfectly. It always behaves slightly different from user to user.

Weapon logistics:

Spoiler:

It can only ever be wielded by one who is a child at heart, and when not in use it turns into a little music box. The tune to that is 'Eye of the Tiger', by the way. Wielding this weapon makes one move through the air a slower, and jump higher, like there's less gravity.

Magical Tallents: Operating her weapon in itself is almost magic, but otherwise none. But she could probably learn, being used to her weapon.

Strengths and Weaknesses: Liv claims that sticks and stones may break her bones, but words would never hurt her. But this is untrue. If the insulting party is someone she likes/actually knows, she might just break down in tears. She has a lisp, too, but she sees that more as something that makes her unique than a flaw. She seldom takes anything seriously, and that can be a pain, and can sometimes be too much.
She is, though, a really damn good fighter. Very energetic and generally acrobatic, she certainly knows how to dance. She can be charming at times, and her energy is oftentimes contageous.

Other: Nothing here.

Approved, because I trust you made a fine character.