What was your character's dream, before getting shipped to Tartarus? Was there anything in particular your character dreamed of accomplishing someday?
Mia wanted to travel the world, see and do things that she never thought she'd experience. In a way, she got her wish, only now seeing a new world is 3000 times more likely to get her killed.
List a few ways your character's personality could develop and/or change over the course of the story.
She's pretty much socially retarded, perhaps with guidance she could learn how to effectively communicate with other humans. Another likely scenario is that she might give up trying completely and create her own language, speaking in grunts, squeaks and furrowed brows while her team-mates ask her if they're gonna live through their horrible dismemberment/alien sickness/diarrhoea.
What really sets your character apart from other characters, and makes your character unique?
She genuinely wants to connect to the people around her, even if most of them are nothing but killers, rapists and mad scientists. Mia is the least likely person to judge someone for their past transgressions if she gets along with them in the present.
[/b]What's a serious flaw your character has, that he/she has difficulty overcoming even when it matters most? Feel free to list more than one.[/b]
Her lack of social skills stunted a bunch of other skills she may have built over her life, her intuition is poor, she's computer-illiterate and she probably knows more about welding than she does about the average price for a loaf of bread. This makes her take a very sheltered approach to her life, she sticks to what she knows and rarely goes out of that comfort zone.
Does your character have any interests? Hobbies? Passions or strong opinions? Relate two or more of these.
Mia has always had an interest in cybernetic implants, the idea of making yourself into something that is simply better. However she's never been brave enough to have a doctor pluck out her eyes and put in implants. (but maybe one day)
She also likes tattoos, scars, piercings and pretty much anything else that tells a story of one's life that doesn't actually need physical telling.
Tell a short story about something that happened between your character and someone they were close to before they got shipped to Tartarus.
Sienna Vox was someone Mia could tentatively call her best friend, someone who looked beneath the surface. Their friendship, while disjointed and incomprehensible to outsiders, lasted for over three years before Sienna was transferred to a different squad. It would two more years and Sienna's marriage before Mia finally had the guts to admit that she loved her, Sienna told her that once she did too, but Mia simply never reciprocated and by then, it was too little too late.
Tell a short story about a scenario where your character is forced to leave an ally behind to finish the mission.
This has happened a number of times. Archangels Private Security Company was well known for their success rate in completing missions, but some of them came with a cost. Mia's most vivid memory is of a recruit she took on his first mission. Barely older than sixteen and brimming with nervous excitement. They were there to protect corporate lawyers from getting shanked by disgruntled mine workers over poor pay. Halfway through, negotiations broke down and the miners rioted. The boy took a brick to the face as the miners broke into the compound. Mia, seeing him go down and get swarmed, was forced to prioritize the V.I.P's and get them to safety. She didn't even know his name.
Tell a short story about a scenario where your character dies in what he/she would consider the best way possible.
Mia has never come to terms with 'going out in a blaze of glory'. If anything, she thinks it won't matter, nothing will matter to her when she'd dead, not her actions or inactions, so if she were to die, she hopes it'd be peacefully in her sleep. Or if she has to die violently, she hopes it's quick and painless. There's nothing worse than suffering and being miserable right before your existence fizzles out.
Tell a short story about a scenario where your character would be in his/her element.
Behind solid cover, with a good line of fire, a sniper and a target. Alternatively, she feels just as comfortable burying her hands in someone's guts to keep them from bleeding to death.