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 Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 3:11 pm
Post your profiles for the RP here after checking with Suess!Skeleton [color=yourcolor]
[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] Please refer to each Race’s life span and choose your age appropriately, an Asari living 500 years and looking thirty is fine, a Salarian living too far past 50 is not.
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Occupation:[/b]
[b]Skills:[/b] Anything from how well they handle a gun to how they can rip ships apart with their mind, have some fun and make them interesting.
[b]Bio:[/b] Don’t go into too much detail here, leave some stuff for characters to figure out in the RP. A paragraph or two if that should be fine.
[b]Extra:[/b] Anything else you may want to mention about your character.
[/color] (For the races, refer to This List for choices. Do not choose any non humanoid/non sentient races, just for simplicity’s sake.) Main RP can be viewed HERE!
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 3:12 pm
Username: IBlameRoadSuess
Name: Skylar Kross
Race: I identify as a porpoise. …What can’t take a joke? Fine, Human then.
Age: 28
Appearance: Skylar Kross
Occupation: Career criminal, part time pirate, occasional street vigilante.
Skills: Even for an extremely talented and powerful biotic, knowing how to use a gun is important, so when it comes to weapons, Skylar can field strip a broken Alliance rifle and put it back together without even using her hands in just a few seconds, and then kill someone with it. As speed and maneuverability are more important for a biotic than the heaviest armor, it’s a necessity that Skylar be agile, flexible, and able to perform some- scratch that, all minor and some major acrobatics.
Bio: Skylar was born the day the Reapers invaded from Dark Space, so already her life was marred forever by the timing of her birth. It also didn’t help that her mother was a “dancer,” who got the bright idea to get hooked a drug with Eezo dust in it while pregnant with one of her client’s kids. Due to unforeseen complications (read: Reapers) Skylar very nearly died when her mother gave birth to her some months later. Being sent into the foster care system, or what was left of it, didn’t help things much, and when she was only three, she was abducted by a group of scientists after showing biotic potential on par with more powerful humans and even some Asari. For thirteen years Skylar was stuck in the prison they had her in, experimented on to try and bring out the best biotic potential in her they could, turning her into a killing machine by giving her drugs which induced euphoria when she successfully killed someone. All in all it was not the best upbringing one could have, and when she was sixteen, after breaking out of the facility, what happened afterwards could only be seen as an improvement.
Skylar tooled around the galaxy with the man who saved her life, Sidero, for about 10 years, doing all sorts of things, ranging from mercenary work, to bounty hunting, to being a stick up crew or hijacking space stations. It was not an exaggeration to say that the scientists that worked on her had succeeded in creating a killing machine. Having adjusted to the euphoria she got when she killed someone, Skylar felt it even without the drugs they pumped into her now, and delighted at any chance to kill someone. However she wasn’t entirely without morals. The man who saved her life tried to give her a code to live by, and she did her best to do so, only harm those who deserve it. But in Skylar’s warped mind, everyone deserved it, and after she brought down a research station onto an alliance colony, there was no doubt that she needed to be put down. This caused a bit of a rift between them, and after that their friendship ended, but she continued to run with his crew, so long as she stuck to the rules and didn’t drop any more space stations onto planets. It wasn’t until about a year after when Sidero snapped and went off the deep end, many could only guess at why, he booted her out of his organization on a shithole of a space station and went his own way but only after he tried to put a bullet in her skull. This, understandably, caused quite a bit of tension between them, and she has been after Sidero ever since.
Extra: Don’t make her angry.
Username: IBlameRoadSuess
Name: Naya Nerezza
Race: Human
Age: 28
Appearance: Naya Nerezza
Occupation: Argent Thames XO
Skills: While Naya is not as well-known as Captain Lumi, she can be considered her equal for the most part. Skilled in hand to hand and ranged combat, she has an innate sense of tactics and synergy with her commanding officer, which led to them being quite the team during their service together. Both of Naya’s arms are completely cybernetic, having been injured several years ago when a simple recon mission went badly, Lumi dragged her bloody carcass back to the shuttle and got her medical attention.
Bio: To most people, playing second fiddle to someone of equal skill for their entire career would be infuriating, and people have killed for lesser reasons. For Naya it suits her just fine, she hates the spotlight. While Lumi was raised in the military, Naya was raised on the streets and in gangs. Starting off as an orphaned pickpocket on Omega was certainly no way to grow up, especially when the only people who had pockets worth picking were mercenaries and slavers that moved in after the Reapers fell. It didn’t take too long for Naya to turn to the wrong crowd for protection, which didn’t turn out so well for her. By the time she was fifteen, Naya had lost count of the number of ships they’d taken on raids. She was paid well enough, but she was a young woman in a pirate crew, with even less moral code than the mercenaries she fought against, and pretty soon they took advantage of what they had. Naya was rescued from the pirates by a human Alliance vessel that was unaware that she was one of the pirates.
She used the opportunity to get out of the life that had left her feeling empty, and signed up with the Alliance as soon as she could. Put into the same training class as Lumi, the two hit it off quite well, and soon they found themselves deployed together, but Naya’s rough streak and issues with authority always kept her behind Lumi in terms of rank. This suited her just fine really, this way she was always with someone she trusted with her life, and didn’t have to depend on anyone other than her commander and herself. Simply being involved in the events that Lumi was a part of got her promotions aplenty, bringing her up the chain just like Lumi, but she was always stuck in the shadows of her greatness. For anyone else it would have caused tension, but Naya enjoyed the shadows. It allowed her to plan things better, to work together with Lumi’s strategies to create pincer maneuvers that one person simply couldn’t pull off. Naya was all too happy to join Lumi’s crew when she became a Spectre; being the XO of one may as well have meant being given Spectre status herself.
Extra: Only Lumi knows about Naya’s past, having confessed it all to her one time she got exceedingly drunk.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 3:37 pm
Username: Anansi Araneae
Name: Kiya
Race: Asari
Age: 252
Appearance: Kiya
Occupation: Currently ship navigation.
Skills: Kiya has a wide collection of skills. She's a trained warrior. Not the best in Asari standards, but still quite good. She has a natural biotic ability . She is strongest in creating shields, but has the general training of all Asari military. She knows a handful of languages, is quite a good dancer, and cook. Most recently she learned how to navigate ships.
Bio: Kiya has tried her hand at several careers since leaving home planet. Early in her maidenhood she was in the Asari military. She trained in her city on Thessia, and often guarded her city's Matriarch on diplomatic missions to the Citadel. She served for a century, wanting to do her civic duty as she was the only one who could of her Mother's three daughters. Though it wasn't something she particularly enjoyed. Going back and forth from Thessia to the Citadel, she wanted to see more. With her training, she easily gained a spot on a bounty hunting ship, and worked for them for a few years. After she left them, she was an exotic dancer for a while. It was a good way to meet many different people from all over the universe. From one of her patrons she learned of the wonder of exploring the galaxy. So she left the bar, trained as a navigator, and has been doing that now for the past 12 years.
Extra: Nope.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 6:24 pm
Username: dragon-talk
Name: Mercantz “Mez” Philips
Race: Human (male)
Age: 29
Occupation: Mechanic/Engineer/Crew member
Skills: Hacking, technology and electronics expert, mechanics expert, agility, dexterity, moderate medical skills, photographic memory, extremely high intelligence. All that is not to say that Mez isn't capable of defending himself with firearms and whatnot. He knows very well how to use guns and stuff, he just isn't one to resort to violence right off the bat unless absolutely necessary.
Bio: Not much is known about Mercantz Philips because he doesn’t like to talk about his past openly or where he even came from, so he tries his best to avoid the questions that arise about those topics. All that is really known publicly is that he’s had a very troubled past. Mez used to be a mercenary/criminal himself so he understands a lot about the underworld in terms of its politics and other stuff that regular people wouldn’t know. He's had really big jobs from a lot of people to preserve himself, so that's where he got all the money to build himself a ship of his own. Mercantz wasn’t really given a choice in the matter when the military/police finally caught up to him. As such, both he and his ship were thus recruited into service. He refused to become an actual soldier or anything, so Mez is now a resident mechanic and has been for a few years with the crew of the Argent Thames.
Extra: Mez can play the guitar.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 7:22 pm
Username: Lyraleian
Name: Lumi Sylvanni
Race: Human
Age: 28
Appearance: Captian Lumi
Occupation: Captian of the ship Argent Thames
Skills: A force to recon with on her own the Captian has had the luck of any and all divine beings in existence. Tactical and controlled she has the ability and mindset to save countless lives.
Bio: A well decorated Hero with a colorful history, She is the biggest hero among human kind and well respected among the races in the alliance. As a child she was raised among soldiers since the day she was found at the age of 6, the only daughter of a middle class couple she was the sole survivor of a tragic pirate attack on their ship and she was taken in by the soldiers whom she grew to consider family. At the age of 18 she was admitted to the academy and swiftly worked through her military training showing promise as a leader even as a cadet.
At age 19 she managed to thwart a terrorist plot to lay the alliance to ruin by saving the life of one of the representative council members with a heavy cost of injury to herself. In the years to come after the council would expect great things from her, and she would not disappoint. Four years later Officer Lumi manged to save the Turian Ambassador's mate from assassination, and even made a tactical call with her unit that sent Skylar back into hiding, at the age of 26 she became a captain and received her first ship. With this advance the Citadel council also entrusted her with the title of Spectre, The second human in history to ever receive this title since Commander Shepard.
Extra:
Username: Lyraleian
Name: Kiani Batou
Race: Human
Age: 20
Appearance: Kiani Batou
Occupation: Military Police
Skills: Strong in hand to hand combat and light on her feet she packs a hard punch when necessary, cybernetic modifications increase her speed and strength along with the genetic modifications to increase muscle and bone density. These modifications allow her body to accept the cybernetics more easily and increase her reaction speed in turn doubling her combat efficiency.
Bio: To Kiani the military was her life, coming from a long line of military excellence she never considered a life outside it. Raised through military private schools, she graduated grade school and entered military training right away. Finishing boot camp at the top of her rank she was granted acceptance for the military enhancement program right away. Six months out of the program and still one of their most successful recipients her work here on the Argent Thames is her first assignment since finishing the program.
Extra: Completely in control of her physical strengths she is still young and somewhat naive
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 7:24 pm
Username: Naomi Tenkou
Name: Lilith Alpha
Race: Geth
Age: 20
Appearance: L.A.
Occupation: Argent Thames Weapons Officer
Skills: With a computer like brain Lilith is a fast thinker and a faster calculator. Coupled with that is a strong capacity for gravitational and magnetic biotics. Built for combat she is quite the soldier though lacking somewhat in the hand to hand department. However she lacks a certain human element in most other areas.
Bio: Lilith is the end result of a joint species project funded by the Systems Alliance. She is essentially a machine-organic geth which mimics the human form. Though the motivations behind her creation are still classified the end results are certainly impressive. Technically Alliance property, she does actually hold the rank of Staff Lieutenant and has an N7 designation.
Created in a laboratory she was hand taught by the research staff until year ten of her development. That was when she finally displayed biotic ability and was then progressed to stage two. After undergoing several years of training and a few limb replacements Lilith was able to qualify for N7 status in her sixteenth year of development. Having reached such a high level of combat proficiency the Alliance decided it was time to plan field testing.
Two years ago her existence was made somewhat more public to diplomatic officials and the council. Since then there has been much quiet debate about her status with respect to person-hood and the Alliance decision to forbid her from accessing the Geth consciousness.
Currently she has been assigned to the Argent Thames.
Extra: She like terrible puns. L.A. Pictured with her armor and older hair cut.
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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 10:11 am
Username: Chris Shadowheart
Name: Remijio "Remi" Mendoza
Race: Human
Age: 25
Appearance: Remi
Occupation: Rouge/Psychologist/Bounty Hunter
Skills: A self proclaimed "master of secrets." His skills include lock picking, sleight of hand, hand to hand combat, and gathering information. As a psychologist he is trained to be able to get inside of peoples heads, study their thought patterns, and use that to his advantage in combat, after all the human mind holds the biggest secrets. When all of his skills are of little to no use he resorts to where his real strength lies, his power of biotics. After all when there are no other options why not just blow it up?
Bio: Like many children who were experimented on Remi's past before being abducted was erased and even he doesn't know much about it, and personally he cares very little about it. As far as he is concerned his life began with the initiative. For years they experimented on him working to advance his already powerful biotic abilities. Over time they taught him control and finesse with his growing powers, taught him how to get inside of his enemies head and use their fear and doubt to weaken them, how to study his foe and predict their actions, and how to torture his targets into giving him what he wanted. He learned to enjoy breaking his opponents and watching the fear in their eyes when they realized just how screwed they were.
Even after escaping the initiative Remi led a dark life, a thirteen year old adept stumbling around on their own is bound to run into trouble, and like most troubled children he ended up running with a bad crowd. He eventually ended up in what could only be considered a gang where he was taught the skills needed to survive in the underbelly of civilization. Being an adept who was trained in torture he was used to extort information out of the gangs targets and when they didn't comply he would 'convince' them. As he grew he distanced himself from them and used the money he had made to educate himself knowing that a smart criminal was a living criminal. He used his seedy connections to get himself a degree in psychology and used his newly gained knowledge to increase his skills in mental manipulation. To this day he is still called back to his crew to help them collect bounties and commit various acts. Fortunately his career and his connections always keep him in business. His latest target seems to be a Lumi Sylvanni,
Extra: ...
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 1:38 pm
Username: Amazon Lady 22
Name: Raleigh, Kyrian
Race: Krogan
Age: 536
Appearance: Kyrian (but Kyrian's armour is brown, with green designs)
Occupation: Soldier for hire
Skills: Kyrian's weapon of choice is Krogan war hammer, with which he enjoys bashing in his enemy's skulls should the make the mistake of angering him, or getting too close while he's in a bad mood.He's a renowned warrior on his home planet, known for both his incredible tactical mind, and prowess on the battle fields. Kyrian is large even by Krogan standards, so it was common for the younger Krogan's in his unit to attempt to try to lift his war hammer to prove their strength. Few could only move it an inch. Two were able to lift it momentarily, but none could ever hope to wield it in battle. His skill with the war hammer is unmatched to this day. Outside of melee combat, Kyrian is proficient with his shotgun, which is nearly as big as his war hammer.
Bio: After proving his worth on the battlefield time and time again, Kyrian was promoted after the Rachni Wars ended, and the genophage took hold. A position of one of the highest honours, Kyrian was in charge of the protection of the Krogan females. Extremely rare, Krogan females are protected at all costs, and are held within the highest regard, as they are the only hope for the once-proud race to continue. Two years ago, a female Krogan ran away, and Kyrian was dispatched to bring her home. He chose to bring one of his new recruits along with him in the hunt for the missing female, in the hopes of passing on the Krogan way.
Extra: Seriously, don't piss him off.
Username: Amazon Lady 22
Name: Urdnot, Droyas
Race: Krogan
Age: 454
Appearance: Droyas (armour is vrying shades of green)
Occupation: Kyrian's student, soldier for hire
Skills: Droyas carries two loaded Striker Assault Weapons at any given time, and when at rest, can often be found disassembling, cleaning, maintaining and then reassembling them. Kyrian has been focusing mostly on training Droyas with these weapons, and Droyas learns quickly. Smaller than most Krogans, Droyas' hand-to-hand combat skills need work by Krogan standards, however, a headbutt works just fine in most situations with other races.
Bio: Droyas is mute, and would have been killed if not for Kyrian stepping in and requesting Droyas' assistance in locating the missing female. However, Droyas is able to communicate with most races via a series of hand gestures or body movements. Although not overly sociable, most consider Droyas to be the more approachable of the pair.
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 2:04 pm
Username: N K Cake
Name: Primus Corbin
Race: Turian
Age: 31
Appearance: Agent Corbin
Occupation: Additional Bodyguard assigned to vital crew of the Argent Thames
Skills: Primus knows how to snap the neck of every living and non-living creature with a neck or similarly significant piece of anatomy. With his pinky-finger - which his species does not have, mind you. He has the natural combat ability of a velociraptor-tasmanian devil hybrid. With adamantium claws. Except the three talons on his hands are not made of adamantium, but pure, vile, ruthless justice. And justice is blind; it doesn't see that you have armour, or a gun, or are twice as big as it is - it just comes for you.
One other things those talons can do is open a can extremely, extremely quickly, and effectively. And anything that their owner decides is enough like a can. Like a lock on a door, or plate armour.
A more notable skill, at least in the military field, which Primus is also capable of (which naturally also comes from being a Turian) is the ability to wield any known piece of armament familiar to the Turians and their enemies, with varying effectiveness from very well to extremely well. It's a matter of one's childhood upbringing.
Bio: Military training is given to all Turians beginning at the age of 15. Note, your parents teaching you to fight and to wield guns until that point is not officially recognized as military training. Military to Turians is the ultimate public service, something they all strive to, above any potential self-gain. Not only does it include warfare, but law enforcement, fire fighting, getting robot-cats out of trees, and general putting things as they should be. To the benefit everyone else. Everyone else, in Primus' case, just happens to mostly exclude all Humans and Biotics. Mostly. He fought alongside some good soldiers from a Turian Biotic Kabal once.
Fighting something is what it all eventually comes down to, for someone like him. A big guy, a military guy, a very Turian guy. Primus has combat experience throughout Citadel space, large to small scale. Employed primarily during his career as part of Turian military measures against remnants of Reaper tech, pirates, and rebellions. His greatest successes have included the removal of the first of those elements from major Turian colonies. Successes which earned him the title of Spectre.
At 30, military men like Primus finally cease active military service to be put into reserves. Officially, his career has been on relaxing pause, a vacation if you will. Where, and how, and why he has to report his 'vacation' to the citadel council is classified. So is his appointment as bodyguard to the captain and fugitive-elements aboard the Argent Thames.
Extra: Primus believes in the 'spirit' of things, like of ships, and of groups such as squads of soldiers; a common Turian stance on religion. Spirits that do not influence their lives except by emboldening their believers, if respected and prayed to.
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