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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Jan 13, 2015 3:33:17 GMT
This is the place to put character sheets for the new RP. I used the Just for Fun/Warlords template, which was also used for a few on the H&V sheets. Template is as follows:
Name:
Alias(es):
Rank(s) and/or Title(s):
Species: (if applicable also include ethnicity, ex: human, caucasian)
Gender:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Hair:
Eyes:
Body Type:
Notable Traits:
Bio: (categories below following a "-" are subcategories of the bio)
-Family:
-Birthplace:
-Employment: (past and current if applicable)
-Education:
-Pet(s): (species followed by name(s), you can include short clarifying descriptives too, ex: chocolate labrador)
-Favored Mode(s) of Transport:
-Favorite Color:
-Favorite Food(s):
-Current Location:
Personality:
Abilities: (include both abilities from augs&implants but also things like "above average strength" if the character is a big guy or the like)
Augmentations&Implants:
Skills: (talents and learned abilities, like hacking, weapon proficiency, parkour, etc)
Paraphernalia: (any owned gear that isn't an aug or an implant, including vehicules)
Picture(s): (under a spoiler tag)
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Jan 13, 2015 8:38:41 GMT
Name: too overly complicated to use
Alias: Nova
Rank/Title: formerly, Commandant in the Imperial Forces' 204th Armored Artillery Battalion
Gender: female
Species: Aenae
Age:
Height: 6'3''/1m90
Weight: 182lbs/83kg
Hair: dark/midnight blue
Eyes: reddish orange
Body Type: compactly muscle/athletic
Notable Traits: purple skin, dark colored sclera (looks black but isn't up close), same shade colored markings on face&body
Bio: When the Mantera (ma-ant-ee-ra) had progressed to a point where they started linking their augmented minds to their global data network, they wished for a central overmind to manage the rapidly growing convolution of the cyber web, but didn't want a synthetic mind to rule over them. They amalgamed copied parts of everyone's minds to generate it instead. It gradually merged more and more parts of their minds until eventually the Mantera completely fused together, renaming themselves the Ae, a contraction of "amr" and "el", manteran for "us" and "I" respectively. When the Ae was encountered by the expanding human empire (who dubbed them the Upsilon Complex), it created humanoid platforms for interaction, middle men and women to bridge between the individual humans and the collective Ae, which it named Aenae (a-ey-nigh) which means Us/I->Humanoid. As relations between the two improved, a number of Aenae partly integrated with the human empire, joining scientific projects, exploration ventures, colony development, militaries, etc. Nova was one such individual, having joined the empire's AAB, an infantry regiment fulfilling the function of a more mobile tank division. When the Cataclysm happened she fled the expanding wave together with the battalion she commanded. Nowadays she works as a bounty hunter across the System
-Family: none in the strictest sense, one could argue that the Upsilon Complex is her parent and/or that the Aenae are all siblings
-Birthplace: one of the constructs of the Upsilon Complex around the galactic core
-Employment: formerly Ambassador of the Ae, then Commandant of the Imperial 204th AAB, currently bounty hunter
-Education: imprints from the Upsilon Complex
-Pet(s): none
-Favored Mode(s) of Transport: manually operated cars, hover/jet bikes, jumpship
-Favorite Color: white
-Favorite Foods: junk food and sweets, to a lesser extent salty aliments
-Current Location: planet Loki
Personality: Tends to be comically serious but retains a humorous side, mainly snide and deadpan. Good natured but not soft. Mostly neat and orderly but still a bit sloppy, reserved but not shy, pretty hard to upset, open-minded. Can be perceived as eccentric from a human pov
Abilities: When it made the subspecies, the Ae made assumptions that exceeded natural design, thus the Aenae are in a few ways slightly better than regular humans. The oxygen carriers in their blood are much more efficient, their nasal and oral respiratory tracts are more separated so that they can't choke on food for exemple, their bodies naturally produce some needed vitamins (notably C) that human bodies do not, they have much lesser infection risks in the nether regions since these are effectively vestigial (aenae are all infertile and metabolize all nutrients so they don't excrete), they don't get back problems and knee aches because their bones are denser and their muscles stronger so they can bear greater loads, they have less bones in their feet reducing the risk of sprained or broken ankles, they have better immune systems and their sinuses drain downwards instead of upwards which prevents congestion and infection, their optic nerves aren't directly connected to their retinas so their eyes don't have blind spots, they lack common human cognitive biases, every part of their body can regrow if damaged or lost and they heal slightly faster than humans (though still quite slowly, it's not cellular regen) and their metabolism is adapted to process sweet, salty and lipid rich foods. More individually, Nova was altered from her original template in order to match the severely augmented members of the AAB, making her able to sustain hard assaults, survive severe damage and strong enough body check vehicles.
Skills:
-> Firearms Proficiency/Marksmanship: the majority of her military experience was with heavy cannons the grunts called "shellguns" but as a bounty hunter she learned to wield and competently aim with most types of regular weapons, still retaining a preference for big guns
-> Piloting: she is a comfortably above average driver of civilian vehicles, quite adept at handling jetbikes and an accomplished ship pilot
-> Close Quarters Specialist: given that firing a shellgun at close range is impractical and potentially dangerous, members of the AAB often learn to engage hostiles in melee, their styles makes use of AAB's sturdiness and strength
-> Limited Computer Science: she can bypass standard levels of security and cheat in netgames but not much more
-> Limited Scientific Literacy: enough to out-knowledge most people, solve problems and make clever plans but she is no scientist
Paraphernalia: (will add when we establish more precisely what kind of tech and stuff we'll have)
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Post by shadowknight on Jan 13, 2015 20:34:37 GMT
Name: Jack Irons
Alias(es): Wraith
Rank(s) and/or Title(s): N/A
Species: Human / Caucasian
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 198lbs
Hair: Black (cut short)
Eyes: Right eye: Green / Left eye: Blue
Body Type: Lean/ Athletic
Notable Traits: His eyes
Bio: Jack Irons never knew his parents, born on the streets in the coldest day of winter he was cared for and raised by a small community of homeless people of various races, Nathan Irons (the un official leader of the community) taking primary care of Jack. Life on the streets honed Jacks instincts and skills, by the time he was 6 he had become a highly skilled thief. He learned how to map out city streets in his mind, how to take full advantage of every nook & cranny, where one could and couldn't hide, who were the easiest marks, ect.... On Jack's 10th birthday disaster struck. The son of a wealthy businessman arrived in the slums with an armed escort, "Viewing the wild life." Jack overheard him say in a mocking tone. Most of the people in the slums moved aside, not wanting to provoke the stranger with the small army at his back. The stranger moved unopposed, that is until he noticed one of the slum-dwellers; Nathan Irons had recently obtained something special, something that he knew the young Jack would be interested in....he would never find out what it is. Nathan had slipped the gift into a small, half rotted, box......a box that he was attempting to hide at the time the stranger passed by. Naturally the stranger wanted the box's contents, regardless of what was inside. Nathan refused......... with the snap of the stranger's fingers Nathan died where he stood. The young man laughed as he scooped the package from the hands of the bloodied corpse, Jack watched from a hidden ledge up above, tears ran down his face as he watched the stranger give the order to "Purge the filth." In less than an hour Jack was alone, climbing down from his hiding place he searched through the mountain of corpses until he found the man that he once called his father. He didn't know how long he knelt there, sobbing over the dead before a heavy hand took hold of his shoulder and spun him around. He couldn't see the figures face and the only distinctive feature on the mans attire was a small circle with a triangle like shape in the center. "Do you know who did this?" the man asked Jack, who glared up at him through red, wet eyes. Jack nodded, unable to form proper words in his mouth. Silence followed as the figure looked about before turning his attention back to Jack, "I have watched you a long time, to have such skill at avoiding detection at such a young age is impressive.....I can give you food, shelter, and training to hone your abilities into something great.....but only should you want to join me." Jack looked up at the faceless figure, unsure of what to do....he glanced down at the lifeless body of Nathan, a pit of vial rage filling him as his mind recalled the strangers laughter...words sprang from his lips "Will you teach me to kill?", "Among other things." The man replied. Jack stood, his hands balled into white knuckled fists, he looked at the man and nodded. Over the next thirteen years Jack lived with, and was trained by, the man who he knew only as 'Master' in a secure facility in the wilderness. One of a dozen other students, Jack quickly rose through the ranks becoming the most skilled assassin of all the students. Upon graduation he discarded his students robes and gear, donning the garb of a full fledged Assassin. As a reword, his first contract was one the Master knew Jack would enjoy. The Target, Darian Tempec.....son of the late Walton Tempec (who was a highly wealthy businessman).....Darian was a cruel bastard......and someone from Jack's past. Jack took the contract, though his professionalism had him treat this as just another job, deep inside he was almost gleeful. For three days he stalked Darian, learning his habits, studying his life, and eventually slitting the mans throat slowly as Darian lounged in the bath of his highly secured apartment. On his way out, Jack noticed a message on that Darian had open on his computer......from the leader of a the Private Security Force he owned confirming that the threat had been neutralized. The hairs on the back of Jacks neck stood on end, a pit in his gut telling him something wasn't right. As he returned to the compound his fears had been confirmed........the building was nothing but a smoking ruin, not a single occupant had survived. Jack didn't know how Darian had found out who was contracted to kill him, or how he had found their compound......Jack cursed the man, wishing he could kill him again. After salvaging what he could Jack set out on his own, becoming a highly sought-after freelance assassin. He took the codename of 'Wraith' and amassed a deadly supply of weapons, an inconspicuous hideout, and a long list of contacts. Jack is currently on one of the most dangerous job of his life.....but the price they are paying him is well worth the risk.
-Family: None
-Birthplace: In the slums of one of the major cities
-Employment: Freelance Assassin
-Education: all unofficial, most of what he knows was acquired from years on the streets and/or taught at the Master's compound
-Pet(s): Species: Gordrizi, Name: Maverick, Description: Gordrizi are native predatory animals (commonly thought of as Wolf-Lizards) who often stalk the wild regions in hunting packs. They are extremely hard to domesticate; however, once one is, it makes for a fierce and loyal companion.
-Favored Mode(s) of Transport: X-27 Blackout
-Favorite Color: Orange and Black
-Favorite Food(s): Barbeque
-Current Location: Unknown
Personality: Jack is highly professional when he is working, keeping a cool and level head in most situations, he gives no quarter because he knows none will be given to him. When not working, Jack is more easy going. Joking around and finding ways to keep entertained. He is very fond of his pet Gordrizi, Maverick, and will often play with him when he is not on assignment.
Abilities: Jack is highly athletic and can memorize virtually every detail of his surroundings perfectly. He has mastered the arts of stealth and the silent kill, preferring to neutralize targets up close; however, when stealth and/or cqc isn't an option, Jack can hold his own with a variety of ranged weapons, explosives, poisons, and so on. Jack has acquired numerous implants over the years to improve his capabilities, his strength, speed, and reflexes are pushed beyond the normal range for someone of his height and build, giving him the appearance of near super-human qualities when compared to normal individuals.
Augmentations&Implants: KXL-5 Muscle weave (Strength and Speed implant), M-37 Adrenal implant & Harin-Kather Oculus Implant (Reflexes implant)
Skills: Jack is highly proficient in the arts of hacking/bypassing security systems & locks and has mastered several forms of martial arts. He is skilled with the operation and maintenance of most weapons (Though he favors blades), knows parkour, has tamed and trained a Gordrizi and can work with the animal in combat.
Paraphernalia: X-27 Blackout Stealth Hover-Cycle, "Modified" Z-75 Scout/Recon Stealth Ship (The Shadow Claw),R-47 sniper rifle
Picture(s): Jack Irons (Wraith), X-27 Blackout, Maverick, The Shadow-Claw
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Post by GuardianAngel1911-Admin on Jan 13, 2015 21:32:58 GMT
Name: Amira Malik Alias(es): Lady Jupiter Rank(s) and/or Title(s): Fleet Admiral of the South Quadrant Species: Human, Caucasian Gender: Female Age: 30 Height: 6’9” Weight: 207 Hair: blonde Eyes: blue Body Type: athletic Notable Traits: very tall. Visible cybernetics under her eyes. Bio: Born the daughter of a decorated general on the planet Thor in the planet’s capital city of Bilskirnir, she lived much of her younger life in the shadow of her twin brother Toras. When she joined the military academy on the first moon of the planet, Magni it surprised both Toras and her father. Surprising them further was that at the academy she quickly excelled both academically and physically proving the most capable student not just of her class but arguably in the academy’s history. Much to her brothers distaste she showed him up in every category and upon graduation was placed in the position of gunnery sergeant upon Admiral Rainos’s ship in the South Quadrant under then Fleet Admiral Thrand Exton. By the time of the Fury raid to destroy a band of pirates she was captain of her own ship. She lost her left hand during a raid on a pirate base and replaced it with a cybernetic hand. During that raid both Rainos and Exton were killed when the flagship was taken by the pirates and the battle seemed lost until Amira took it upon herself to take charge and turned the battle around. Her actions in the battle earned her the rank of Fleet Admirable and the respect of all those under her in the Southern Quadrant. She has earned the support of the entire Southern Quadrant forces. -Family: Her father, mother and twin brother -Birthplace: city of Bilskirnir on the planet Thor -Employment: military her whole life, currently a Fleet Admiral -Education: university and military academy -Pet(s): -Favored Mode(s) of Transport: Her flagship the Fenrir, several personal craft. -Favorite Color: silver -Favorite Food(s): various -Current Location: Personality: Confident in her abilities, Amira is something of a maverick. She thinks outside of the box to problems and often comes up with strategies that the more traditionalist Fleet Admirals and lesser Admirals in other Quadrants would call insane. She treats those under her with the same respect she expects them to give to her and never sends her forces into a mission she wouldn’t undertake herself if it called for it. Those few that have crossed her have found themselves tasting her electrified cybernetic hand. Her personal code of honor and manner in which she handles her sector have led some to call her a renegade element walking a razors edge away from being court-martialed. Abilities: Above average strength, left hand contains a close quarter electroshock taser mechanism capable of stunning torturing or killing. Tactical ocular implants allow for more rapid intake of important battlefield information and increase accuracy. Augmentations&Implants: cybernetic left hand, tactical ocular implants Skills: ->firearms skill and marksmanship: During her time at the academy Amira became a proficient marksman and has continued to work on her skill with guns so that she can lead the charge when it comes to boarding enemy ships. ->Tactical Commander: Amira has become a capable leader on the battlefield able to quickly think of strategies on the fly. ->Vehicle Knowledge: Her time serving has led to her memorizing the design, layout, and other important information on a wide variety of vehicles with a focus on various spaceships. ->Close Quarters Combat: Amira was top in her class in CQC. Her capability has been enhanced with the addition of her cybernetic hand. Paraphernalia: personal twin pistols, rifle, hoverbike, personal civilian hovercar, her flagship the Fenrir Picture(s): Amira Malik  Pistols:  Mass Driver Assault Rifle Bullpup configuration:  Landshark Hoverbike:  Personal Flagship the Fenrir:  |
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Jan 15, 2015 3:28:26 GMT
Name: Tess O'Neill Alias: Hex Rank/Title: none [n/a] Species: human, caucasian Gender: female Age: [n/a] Height: 5'7''/1m70 Weight: 124lbs/56kg Hair: black Eyes: grey Body Type: slender Notable Traits: Bio: [n/a] -Family: [n/a] -Birthplace: [n/a] -Employment: grayhat -Education: [n/a] -Pet(s): none -Favored Modes of Transport: jetbike -Favorite Color: black -Favorite Foods: meat pies, fish&chips, apples -Current Location: [n/a] Personality: Sly, playful, usually benign in her actions Abilities: [n/a] Augmentations&Implants: [n/a] Skills: Hex is a master cracker, able to break through virtually any level of security and access every hook and cranny of a given system or network. In essence, if something is reachable through cyber connections, she can reach it and twirl it around her fingers Paraphernalia: Various portable devices, a filter mask and goggles
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Post by Zeritia on Jan 18, 2015 17:42:59 GMT
Name:ORION-3 Alias:None Title:Experimental Assault/Defender Automaton Species:Machine Gender:None (but vocal mannerisms are that of a male) Age:Two Months Old Height: 7’0 Weight: 1950 Pounds Hair:None Eyes::Ocular Sensor (Black) Body Type: Manufactured Notable Traits:No ‘Head’ Bio: Family:None Birthplace:Hephaestus, Project ORION Military Base Employment:None Education:Built in Combat Routines and minor knowledge from repeated combat simulations Pets:None Favored Mode of Transportation:None Favorite Color:None Favorite Food:None Current Location En Route to Public Display of Project ORION Personality Abilities:Evolving Combat intelligence. AI’s Combat capabilities improve with each battle that it engages in. (Essentially with each battle it gets more combat Savy) Thick Armor Plating:Capable of withstanding fire from Single-Handed weaponry with ease but armor plating starts to fail once anti-tank weaponry begins to be used and previous testing with Obelisk shows that a single missile will utterly devastate an Orion Unit if not intercepted. This metal is called Metallum A35 This metal was found at [ RedActed] By the now deceased Sergeant C-[ RedActed] This metal is strange is that unlike other metals similar to it Metallum A35 isn't capable of being corroded by some of the strongest acids we've tested on the metal but we're only capable of testing this due to how rare the metal is on the planet [ RedActed] But for now our hypothesis is that this metal is deep within the planet in massive reserves but reaching the reserves has proven challenging due to the...'Local Wildlife' Augments/Implants:None Skills:None seeing as how he has no personal development Paraphernalia:Capable of carrying several types of ammo weaponry and small missiles such as concussion missiles. Light Shield Generator: Renders single low-level one handed fire arms useless against it. But if under stress from multiple fire arms the shield will break and enter a re-charge phase leaving the Orion without it's shield. Built in Short Range-Communications: Orion-3 was built with an integrated radio system that reaches the outermost vicinity of a mile. Built in Motion Sensor- Capable of detecting movement within the vicinity of fifteen feet. Built in Flashlight Project:ORION (Orbital Ravenous Intelligence Ordinance Nullifier)
Project Orion is an experimental weapons project that aims to use Evolving AI's to protect and nullify enemy heavy ordinance such as Bombs, Missiles, and etc. Currently their are only only the original three Orion Models: Oberon (Prototype) Obelisk (Field Test Type) and Orion (Final Model). With each model's upgrade the Successor was far superior to their predecessor. Albeit the AI's of Oberon and Obelisk are becoming rebellious. The Orion-3 is to be shipped off world to display its capabilities to the Public at large within the next three days while Oberon and Obelisk are to be purged and scrapped. As it stands Orion-3 is the least sentient of the Three Models only capable of using its ingrained combat sub-routines rather than advanced tactics when facing a new enemy. But on the other hand Orion-3 has shown that if facing a repeated training scenario it's combat skills have increased greatly from its first encounter. The ORION in Live Fire situations launched in a pod with Two ORION's inside is dropped from orbit. Once the ORION's have landed planet side the AI's link themselves to the Battle Net and 'Ravenously' consume all Combat Data and proceed to formulate a counter-attack to the enemies forces. The ORION's are armed with state of the art technology. Each Orion's arsenal varies from AI to AI but as it stands Orion-3 is to be shipped with it's light shield generator rendering single low-level one handed fire arms useless against it. But if under stress from multiple fire arms the shield will break and enter a re-charge phase leaving the Orion without it's shield.  |
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Post by Lady Ruliya on Jan 20, 2015 1:30:15 GMT
Name: Kyla Wren
Alias(es): N/A
Rank(s) and/or Title(s): Miss
Species: Human, Caucasian
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 117lbs
Hair: Platinum Blonde
Eyes: Bright Blue
Body Type: Lean/Athletic
Notable Traits: Tattoo/mark on the back of her neck, a series of numbers, in black.
Bio:
-Family: Father (Current status unknown)
-Birthplace:
-Employment: (past and current if applicable)
-Education:
-Pet(s): * Old Earth Sea Turtle. * was on a preservation ship along with many other animals from a variety of different worlds. The preservation ship was rounded in with the group of ships to help set up colonies on the outer rim systems. * was originally brought onto ** by *** Wren and was kept in a large tank with various other aquatic lifeforms.
-Favored Mode(s) of Transport: N/A
-Favorite Color: Lilac
-Favorite Food(s):
-Current Location:
Personality:
Abilities: (include both abilities from augs&implants but also things like "above average strength" if the character is a big guy or the like)
Augmentations&Implants:
Skills: (talents and learned abilities, like hacking, weapon proficiency, parkour, etc)
Paraphernalia: (any owned gear that isn't an aug or an implant, including vehicules)
Picture(s): (under a spoiler tag)
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Post by draco on Jan 21, 2015 11:42:46 GMT
Name: T-51w Alias(es): Tsy Warper Rank(s) and/or Title(s): N/A Species: Cybernetic Human Gender: Male Age: 37 Height: 6'2'' Weight: 215 lbs Hair: Short Black hair Eyes: Both eye's cybernetic and red glowing. Notable Traits: A cybernetic right arm and heavy scarring from surgery on his chest, shoulder, and back. Bio: As a product of Cyberware Industries, most of subject T-51w's background and life is confidential and under the protection of Cyberware Industries for the good of the subject and those close to him. Product creation began in the year (tbd), 11, 15 at 1100 hours where subject T-51w had willingly accepted his life saving operations in exchange for his life services. Replacement of both lungs, heart valve, muscle tissue and ribcage with artificial organs and a lightweight metallic bone structure makes subject T-51w far stronger than the average human. Lifting objects over 500 pounds or more is common with the Cyberware brand artificial muscle weave. Subject T-51w's resistance and willingness to work is significantly increased due to chips implanted into the brain, allowing our customer's to control and give orders to our faithful server's. They will never quit until the job is done to your specifications! Primarily used as a combat unit -Family: None that he remember's. -Birthplace: Facility 2084 -Employment: Sub-class Civilian 'Server' -Education: Sub-class Civilian education. -Favored Mode(s) of Transport: Ground transportation: encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRJm_iIsM1FrU8e2LitR6xNyu6jKv4nj3sjY76jkRBMdkU6cDNnSpace/In-atmosphere travel: fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/016/e/2/cybran_xp_battleship_by_avitus12-d5ro3zf.jpg -Favorite Color: Silver -Favorite Food(s): Anything he gets -Current Location: (discuss planets?) Personality: Classified Abilities: Able to lift at and above 500 pounds with ease, can move up 25-35mph Augmentations&Implants: Metallic arm, Cyberware brand artificial organs and muscleweave, Command chip. Skills: Advanced weaponry proficiency, Cooking skills, general work skills, advanced intellegence mainframe, can be programmed to do just about anything. Paraphernalia: Subjects do not own any personal belongings as this can bring some very harsh side-effects and rebellion against their programming. Picture(s): Cant find any good Cyborg pictures i like. |
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