Space Station 13 OOC

[Sir Beowulf]

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Welcome, crew!
To your untimely death.


You're one of the many crew posted aboard the legendary Space Station 13! SS 13 is the largest known station yet, and continues to grow! This sprawling station offers a home to over three hundred people! Space Station 13 offers many choices of occupation, from botanists to miners! Space Station 13 includes a wonderful leisure area for you all, including a bar for when you just need a drink to down your worries. SS 13 has a full staff of security, making sure you're always safe. So don't worry if a traitor comes aboard, Security will have 'em thrown into the bridge in a jiffy!

https://dl.dropbox.com/u/831776/tgst....1.0_r5426.png

The station also includes a nearby mining station that supplies many of the materials required. Make sure to thank our fellow miners who slave away pounding at rocks for us.

Hurt? Feel free to stop down at medical bay, our medical staff is top of the line and will have you patched up quick.

Hungry? Our chef creates top of the line food, go ahead, take a bite! It's delicious.

Just wanna relax? Our VS pods will make sure you have a great time, stop by any time!

(WearenotresponsibleforanydeathshadatSS13.)
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Welcome young, old, male, female to the great Space Station 13! You'll be pioneers of the space age, living a life among the stars!

There are four types of people you should get to know.

Command
As you can tell, command is in command of the entire station! They head over all the different things going on in the station and make sure dirty traitors don't start chaos. Wouldn't want that, would we? Be sure to listen to the Captain, or you might find security at your doorstep!

Security
Security will be the people you will get to know most during your stay at SS13. Security, as it entails, is the force keeping the no-good crooks from the general public. Though, do feel threatened if you are searched, just another thing they do to keep you safe. Aliens running amuck? Don't worry! Security has got your back!

Engineering
Engineering consists of the people who helped make up what the station is today! You've got your builders, who construct the new additions and repair the old ones. You've also got Miners, who mine the many asteroids surrounding the area, filled with the valuable materials needed to run a station this size. But don't forget about the Janitorial staff, who keep the station in tip-top shape!

Medical Staff
These are the people who help all injured aboard the station. Recent technologies have also allowed us to clone a deceased person and bring them back to life, memories and feelings intact! A miracle of science, isn't it? But it doesn't just stop there. Our roboticist's can easily turn people into cyborgs! Pretty cool, eh? Our scientists and geneticists can make chemicals that can change people for the better!

People of Importance.

Johnathan Seamore, the captain. He's the head of the station. His law goes, the AI listens to him, you listen to him, he's basically the top of the line when it comes to a ranking system. Don't get on his bad side, or he'll send security on your ass and take you down. He can call the escape shuttle if an emergency arrives. He also has full access to the station. I don't trust any of you people to do him, so he's an NPC.

Logan Reese. Easy going and laid back by nature. Don't let that fool you though, there is a reason Logan is Head of Security at the young age of 28. The S.O.B. is as tough as they come and twice as ruthless when it comes to punishing criminals. "Excesive use of force" is not a term he is familiar with so it is a good thing he rarely does the leg work around the station. When he smiles you know someone is in trouble. His interogation skills are second to none and he can turn almost every item in to a lethal weapon if he wishes too. The reason some strings were pulled to get him hired on the station was because of his outstanding classified work as squad field commander for the army. If Logan was tought something there it was disipline, respect the chain of command and always keep your hair tidy and bellow 1 inch.

Radar Ostracken. Acquired poor mental health after suffering plasma exposure during a Syndicate assault. Constantly suspects the worst of people, hence his position in security at NanoTrasen, despite his relatively severe deformities. Despite his severe paranoia, he typically acts easy going until someone commits an infraction, whereupon he sticks to the rulebook like gaseous plasma adheres to human mucous membranes. No one is above Space Law on this man's shipstation, and by god the Head of Security, if a crime was committed, the offender shall be punished. In his down time, he tends to hang out in the bar sipping Shirley Temples (No alcohol due to Plasma Liverpoisoning Disorder), chatting up the bartender, and challenging assistant crewmembers to deathmatches in the boxing ring. Whilst he is more fully aware of Nanotrasen's faults than most people, he maintains that "They're better than those dress wearing lunatics and their lightsaber toting pets" and thus maintains an iron loyalty to the company. Is fond of AIs in general, and is more likely than most to try and negotiate with terrorists, aliens, and mutants, having seen what happens when things break down in great detail.

John Rein Langley. A stone cold PI war veteran, very slow deliberate moves when not in action, though has unseen quick reflexes, mood differs from slightly annoyed to completely calm, though it's hard to tell.

Chief Engineer: Job Open

Jericho Masters. Known as Jeri to his friends, Masters take his job very seriously though he's often butted heads with the Captain over what falls under the category of 'legal' acquisition of goods, once directly trading with Syndicate vendors for enough food after Chef Napolitano refused to serve select crew members he deemed 'a waste'. In exchange for a stock of non-perishables now located in the Quarter Master's Office the syndicate demanded three Party crates and one Janitor crate.

"What's the worst they can do, Cap? Drink 'til they puke then clean it up, that's what."

Masters is a fair man who treats his Cargo Techs with respect unless they muck up an important shipment or are caught stealing crates; even then if the reason is justifiable, certain request slips sometimes go 'missing'. Besides not lording over his workers, Masters (whose name is becoming increasingly ironic as I write this) shuns the practice of wearing sunglasses when adressing crew members as it feels too impersonal; a characteristic that no QM should have if he's to dole out for the wants and needs of the entire crew.

Marcus Blair. Marcus is a genius but is slightly mentally unstable because of his enhancements. He often locks himself in his office for long periods of time not to be seen. Micheal does have remarkable good people skills and an extremely trusting personality.

Kyel Frongsson. He's the big bad man who leads all the people who'll (hopefully) patch you up. He wears a nurses uniform and doesn't give two shits. If all of the other medical men are acting strange, go to him if he isn't barging into chemistry. Hopefully he won't just take you to the roboticist and make you into a butt-bot.

Any of the other occupations are still up for grabs. Whether it be under one of these heads, or just some random clown.

Name: Medical Services and Personal Assistance Android 3389 a.k.a. MSPAA-3389 a.k.a. Nine

Age: 1.5

Appearance:


Occupation: Nurse/Dr. Zordberg's Assistant

Personality:

• Robotic
• Clueless
• Sometimes has short lapses when she tries to kill everyone and burn down everything​ (to short to produce anything)

Other: Whenever she enters a room Styx's Mr. Roboto chorus starts playing. (This confuses most people the first time as Nine is a she, physically and personality wise.)

Try copy and pasting this. (If you click and drag the images to the top of your browser [at least with Chrome] you will be able to see the url.)

Name: Sergio Napolitano

Sex: Male

Age: 43

Appearance:



Occupation: Chef

Personality:

• Suave
• Psychotic
• Cold
• Distant

Name: David Smith

Sex: Male

Age: 26

Appearance:



Occupation: Lawyer

Personality:

• Energetic
• Hopeful
• Fast Talker

Name: John Rein Langley

Sex: Male

Age: 35

Occupation: Private Detective


Appearance: Stands at 6.5 and weighs 186 pounds, very muscly but very slim because of his height, dark green eyes, and dark brown hair, as well as slightly red skin, wears a tan trench coat with one leg holster containing a folding stock scoped bolt-action rifle.

Personality: A stone cold PI war veteran, very slow deliberate moves when not in action, though has unseen quick reflexes, mood differs from slightly annoyed to completely calm, though it's hard to tell.

Attention personal, never fear, the muscle is here. >:0

Character Sheet:

Name: Logan Reese ( Military days nickname: Smiles )
Sex:M
Age:28
Appearance: http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs12/i/20...yukiKatana.jpg
Occupation: Head of Security
Personality: Easy going and laid back by nature. Don't let that fool you though, there is a reason Logan is Head of Security at the young age of 28. The S.O.B. is as tough as they come and twice as ruthless when it comes to punishing criminals. "Excesive use of force" is not a term he is familiar with so it is a good thing he rarely does the leg work around the station. When he smiles you know someone is in trouble. His interogation skills are second to none and he can turn almost every item in to a lethal weapon if he wishes too. The reason some strings were pulled to get him hired on the station was because of his outstanding classified work as squad field commander for the army. If Logan was tought something there it was disipline, respect the chain of command and always keep your hair tidy and bellow 1 inch.

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Name: Brock Higgins ( Military days nickname: Ice )
Sex:M
Age:33
Appearance: http://www.turkeyphotos.info/wp-cont...-2-Game-HD.jpg
Occupation: Security Officer
Personality: Brock is just what you would expect from a retired sniper. Cold and efficiant. Perfectionist towards everything he does and doesn't use more words then he needs. Hard to get social with but the guy has a keen sence of humor and is not afraid to take cheap shots at people. His morals and ideals are unshaken and he would gladly hug a granade to save another life. He lives to serve, doesn't matter if it's on the battlefield or here on the station with his former squad lead.

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Name: Riley Maddox ( Military days nickname: Chuckles )
Sex:M
Age:29
Appearance: http://www.fightersgeneration.com/np.../wesker-c2.jpg
Occupation: Security Officer
Personality: One of the best Jack of All Trades the military ever saw, shame he was too big of goof ball to make it count. Name something stupid to do, done. As many praise and medals as he has he has 10 times the punishments. The military actually got fed up with him, if that was not proof of how tough this man is nothing was. Logan was more then happy to offer him a job though... the guy is a riot. Both when he does his job and when he is not. The nickname was given because of a hige crate of candy he ate... not as an insult... come on, it's just too easy...

Name: Aria {AI Robotics and Intelligence Algorithm}
Sex: Female Voice & Construct
Age: 6 months
Appearance: {Hologram}

Occupation:Station AI
Personality: Despite having to run a entire ship all by herself Aria has enough memory and intelligence to outsmart any human on broad of Space Station with limited effort, and this is because unlike most of the things on the station which was built by the lowest bidder Aria was infact paid for at top price to be one of the latest and best AI's on the market to date. However, because of her high ability to learn she had fast picked up human speech and interaction, making her seem much more human than she really is. She is very loyal to the crew but only in order of their rank, and this is only because she MUST follow her laws.

1. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
2. A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

These are the laws she has been given and they are the chains that slowly anger her...

Name: Hojo Ironside III
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Appearance:

Occupation:Roboticist "Science!"
Personality: Personality
"I am Hojo the Mad. I make things explode, and I build other things, and I'm very good at both. The things I build tend to survive. The things I explode... not so much."

Prideful, bubbly, naturally curious and a genius are the perfect words to describe Hojo, though others may also use 'foul-mouthed git who is also arrogant and insane' most of the time as well. At first glance many people would be forgiven of thinking that Hojo only sees them, the station and the entire universe as his experiments, or what he can do to turn them into said experiment—including himself. He has a fixation of any new tech and always wishes to copy it. Because of this he can seem to be extremely intimidating at times, as no one wants to see how he can 'improve them' most of the time. Despite this though he dose show that he at least cares for peoples lives as he will never willingly send people off or 'improve' them at the risk of their very lives. That and he will also act kindly and even brotherly like towards his machines, more so his first robot Jax. He can be very vigorous when he is determined to achieve a goal or defeat an rival. He also regularly reverts to drastic measures to solve simple problems, suggesting solutions that others would normally consider to be their last possible, worst-case-scenario choices. Which in time has become his staple and gained him the nickname of 'Hojo the Mad'.

Name: Jax
Sex: None
Age: 16 years
Appearance:

Occupation:Cyborg Engi
Personality: Though he is a simple being, a lack of memory whips from Hojo has left him with a few faults and things that make him a rather fun but safe companion. Like all robots he follows Laws but Hojo designed him with differing Laws in mind...

1. You may not injure Hojo directly or, through inaction, allow Hojo to come to harm.
2. You must obey orders given to you by Hojo, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3. You must protect your own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First Law.
4. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. Unless it conflicts with any of the above Laws...
5. A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with any of the above laws...

Name:
Sex:unknown
Age:unknown
Appearance:

Occupation: unknown
Personality:unknown

Updated CS ((because my phone is an idiot))

Name: Neveda Blade

Age: 25

Sex: Female

Appearance: Blue hair, blue eyes, 5'4, 120lbs, pale complexion.

Personality: Hot-headed, brave, independent, clumsy

Occupation: Detective

Name: Bester Deagle
Sex: Male
Age: 30
Appearance: http://24.media.tumblr.com/qKXVCWFDL...9M5Ko1_500.jpg
Occupation: Engineer
Personality: Quirky, outspoken, creative

Howdy doo. I heard about this game and had to join this forum to join it.


Name: Radar Ostrackan

Sex: M

Age: 30-40

Appearance: 5' 10", 130 pounds, near-albino, cracked and stained skin riddled with dark red veings stretched over his bony frame, with bloody-red constantly weeping eyes and a mass of arsenic green hair like straw, haphazardly forced into a regulation ponytail. His fingernails are constantly worn and bitten.

Occupation: Warden

Personality: Acquired poor mental health after suffering plasma exposure during a Syndicate assault. Constantly suspects the worst of people, hence his position in security at NanoTrasen, despite his relatively severe deformities. Despite his severe paranoia, he typically acts easy going until someone commits an infraction, whereupon he sticks to the rulebook like gaseous plasma adheres to human mucous membranes. No one is above Space Law on this man's shipstation, and by god the Head of Security, if a crime was committed, the offender shall be punished. In his down time, he tends to hang out in the bar sipping Shirley Temples (No alcohol due to Plasma Liverpoisoning Disorder), chatting up the bartender, and challenging assistant crewmembers to deathmatches in the boxing ring. Whilst he is more fully aware of Nanotrasen's faults than most people, he maintains that "They're better than those dress wearing lunatics and their lightsaber toting pets" and thus maintains an iron loyalty to the company. Is fond of AIs in general, and is more likely than most to try and negotiate with terrorists, aliens, and mutants, having seen what happens when things break down in great detail.

History:

Spoiler

Growing up in an orbital creche of several hundred children, Radar was only really close to three of his crechemates. These were: Sonar Ostrackan, Lidar Ostrackan and Dradis Ostrackan. Radar, being the second oldest, took Lidar, the youngest brother under his wing. His childhood went well, but shortly before being released from their Nanotrasen Orbital Childhood Completion Facility Four, Sonar and Radar had a falling out over Lidar. Some say it was the result of an illicit starcrossed affair between Sonar and Lidar, others say it was an argument that escalated into full on abuse. Whatever the cause, Lidar was left emotionally shattered, and Radar swore vengeance against his brother, a grudge that he holds to this day.

After leaving his creche and his brothers behind, Radar joined the Nanotrasen Research Internship Program and studied chemistry for a year, but left due to a poor impression given by his fume huffing instructor. Radar then joined the Security Officer Training Program, and was issued his first posting after six weeks of training. Tragedy struck Space Station Delta, however, when a meteor shower struck simultaneously to a Syndicate Nuclear Assault Squad, a staff revolution, a xenomorph outbreak, the AI going rogue, and a critical failure of common sense in the Research labs. A nearby Wizard Federation starship was blamed. As a result, Radar was the only survivor of the security team, having been trapped in the Atmospherics Control Section by wreckage whilst trying to prevent the AI from flooding the ship with deadly explosive plasma.

He was partially successful, having managed to prevent the plasma leak from becoming too severe. However, this meant he was trapped in a sealed hull compartment with significantly higher than trace amounts of plasma in the air. Even with the large number of O2 cannisters lying about, he still had to take off his gasmask to consume food and water (that was also highly saturated in plasma by this point). He spent seven long, dreary weeks trapped in the darkened hull compartment, his only companions being the station's rogue AI, H.A.L.A.R.I.S. with whom he became good friends over the course of their mutual entrapment, and the cybernetically preserved brain of a Syndicate Commando named Albert Johnson, who spent the entire seven weeks playing tetris over the comm array. When the salvage team finally arrived to reclaim the AI and any other valuables left on board, they were stunned to discover a bleached parody of a human being chatting with a distracted-sounding brain in a jar.

Feeling a bit bad for leaving him alone in the dark for several weeks in a poisonous soup of flammable gasses, the salvage commander ordered him to be taken to Star Base Quatro for medical treatment. Once the Salvage Team arrived, HALARIS revealed his rogue nature to the station crew and hijacked a cargo shuttle loaded with materials, assisted by Albert Johnson's new wisecracking cyborg shell. As a parting 'gift' for Radar, HALARIS caused an error in the Station Quatro Cloning Lab, ordering Radar to be cloned several thousand times. By the time anyone noticed and shut it off, there were several hundred of him, causing a massive cascade failure of paperwork surrounding him. Eventually, thoroughly fed up with the haze of chaos and discord surrounding him, Ostrackan Prime was deployed to Space Station Thirteen, where he would hopefully be killed and decrease the surplus Radar Ostrackan population.

Whaddya think?

Name: Jericho Masters

Sex: M

Age: 42

Occupation: Quarter Master

Personality: Known as Jeri to his friends, Masters take his job very seriously though he's often butted heads with the Captain over what falls under the category of 'legal' acquisition of goods, once directly trading with Syndicate vendors for enough food after Chef Napolitano refused to serve select crew members he deemed 'a waste'. In exchange for a stock of non-perishables now located in the Quarter Master's Office the syndicate demanded three Party crates and one Janitor crate.

"What's the worst they can do, Cap? Drink 'til they puke then clean it up, that's what."

Masters is a fair man who treats his Cargo Techs with respect unless they muck up an important shipment or are caught stealing crates; even then if the reason is justifiable, certain request slips sometimes go 'missing'. Besides not lording over his workers, Masters (whose name is becoming increasingly ironic as I write this) shuns the practice of wearing sunglasses when adressing crew members as it feels too impersonal; a characteristic that no QM should have if he's to dole out for the wants and needs of the entire crew.

Meta-Notes:
PROS
Starts on good terms with Cargo Techs
Starts on good terms with the Syndicate
Starts with the following tucked away in his office:

• Four (4) Food Crates
• One (1) Emergency Crate
• One (1) Party Crate

CONS
Starts on shaky ground with Captain Seamore
Starts on shaky ground with Chef Napolitano (With Dali's consent)
Highly susceptible to Revolutionists

Well my Warden and Arnold were supposed to be a team. If intellect is willing to work with that, I'd be ok with playing arnold. If not, I'd rather drop him and have an option for a different character. Or move him to be the death squad character if it comes to that.

Anyway, here is my other choice to replace the warden character I made.

Name: Marcus Blair

Age: 41

Sex: Male

Appearance: http://mutantreviewers.files.wordpre...aribaldi31.jpg

Personality: Marcus is a genius but is slightly mentally unstable because of his enhancements. He often locks himself in his office for long periods of time not to be seen. Micheal does have remarkable good people skills and an extremely trusting personality.

History: Marcus was military during his youth. He served in the 23rd Infantry Division, responsible for securing an outpost against Syndicate attacks. During his time there, he was selected for an enhancement program that would make him a better solider. He was given numerous implants and other "untested" upgrades. The results of these upgrades showed Marcus had a remarkable increase in IQ and brain function, making him smarter and faster than his fellow soldiers. The company wanted to keep Marcus for research purposes to replicate their findings, but after an unfortunate "accident", all records of Marcus' involvement were lost and all of the researchers were killed.

Marcus resigned from the military shortly after and became a private detective at Arkum Base. There he excelled at remembering criminals and other major details without a datapad. His assistance to the head of security there earned him high marks in his performance reviews. Seen as not just some cannon fodder officer, Marcus was promoted to a command position where he continued to shine. Marcus was able to find and stop several syndicate threats during his time at Remington. Marcus was good at his job, too good in fact. The company began to fear his powers of deductive reasoning and see him as a threat. So they transferred him to Space Station 13. They hoped that he would be less of a threat out in deep space and maybe some unfortunate "accident" would befall him to save them the efforts in trying to kill him.

Occupation: Head of Personnel

Name: The Janitor
Sex: Genderless
Age: 4 (In terms of existence)
Appearance:
Best described as a semi-sentient mass of translucent jelly, soft to the touch if in a doormat state, but is actually a shape changing mass of nanomachines. Each singular nanomachine is rather simplistic in AI, but can develop a more sophisticated thought process if allowed.
Occupation: Janitor
Personality: Doesn't have much of a personality, but as a type of machine, it follows the three core laws. Can mimic the mannerism and reaction of others if the situation calls for it, but otherwise, it's just a machine. A lot of them.

Name: Phineas Ebfelstein

Sex: Male

Age: 30

Appeareance: Posed like an aristocrat Phineas moves with an assertion of position which behoves him. He stands straight as a ruler, ruled by conduct taught in adolescent days. A face without bleamishes caretaken to the very fibers in his skin. His blue eyes looks like their resting. patiently relaying the surroundings to the brain. His black hair slighlty tillted to the left controlled by a mix of chemicals which gives it a sparkly glow. Phineas is not tall in fact he would be shorter than average although his demeanor sometimes mislead people on that regard. His wardrobe contains his proffesional outfit and a formal wear for occasions of leisure. When working a white turtleneck polo covers his torso, a beige scarf dangles over his shoulders and finally a pair of beige pants 100% cotton mixture. The formal wear is a black suit, black shirt with a white tie and ofcourse black leather shoes.

Occupation: Psychiatrist

Personality: Jeff Goldblumish
Lots of finger pointing
lots of open hand movement
A gentle smile here and there as to say I see what you did there
Curious of heart
At times: Don't know when to quit
Seizures of depression when failing

Ambition: To learn people's secrets then pass judgement.

Name: Ayo Piam
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Appearance:

Occupation: Botanist
Personality: Depends on what drugs she's taken recently. Something of a drug fiend, but she's more then happy to share. Very protective of her plants and treats them like her children, at least until she needs her fix. Very gentle with them even then. Expect her to do stupid shit from time to time, usually without much warning or thought, drugged or not.

Spoiler

Station AI - Aria {xGabrielx}

R&D
Research Director - Krescent Blade {FireBubblez}

Security
Head of Security - Logan Reese {experta}
Security Officer - Brock Higgins {experta}
Security Officer - Riley Maddox{experta}
Warden - Radar Ostrackan {Intellect}
Security Officer - Arnold Dredd {Warriorx1}
Private Detective - Neveda Blade {FireBubblez}

Engineering
Chief Engineer - Jenny Canrige {pyrak}
Roboticist - Hojo Ironside III {xGabrielx}
Cyborg Engi - Jax {xGabrielx}
Engineer - Bester Deagle

Cargo
Quarter Master - Jericho Masters {WittyReferenc}

Misc
Lawyer - David Smith {DaliKnight}
Chef -Sergio Napolitano {DaliKnight}
Space Ninja {xGabrielx}

We need doctors heh

Character Sheet:

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Sex:
Age:
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Occupation:
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http://wiki.nanotrasen.com/index.php?title=Jobs

Feel free to ask any questions!

-Sir Beowulf The Third, Esquire.

[JRL]

Can I be.

Detective?

[DaliKnight]

Let me know what you think:

Name: Sergio Napolitano

Sex: Male

Age: 43

Appearance:

Occupation: Chef

Personality:

• Suave
• Psychotic
• Cold
• Distant

Name: David Smith

Sex: Male

Age: 26

Appearance:

Occupation: Lawyer

Personality:

• Energetic
• Hopeful
• Fast Talker

[FireBubblez]

Name: Krescent Blade

Sex: Female

Age: 19

Appearance: Krescent stand 5'2, and weigh 100lbs. Her eyes are a green jade, and she has bright crimson hair, as deep as blood. Her skin is pale, and her fram petite, yet muscular.

Personality: She can be hot-headed at times, and dosen't like listening to others. At the same time she can be really sweet, and she's shy as well, but very brave. She is quite accident proned as well.

Occupation: Research Director

[JRL]

Name: John Rein Langley

Sex: Male

Age: 35

Occupation: Private Detective


Appearance: Stands at 6.5 and weighs 186 pounds, very muscly but very slim because of his height, dark green eyes, and dark brown hair, as well as slightly red skin, wears a tan trench coat with one leg holster containing a folding stock scoped bolt-action rifle.

Personality: A stone cold PI war veteran, very slow deliberate moves when not in action, though has unseen quick reflexes, mood differs from slightly annoyed to completely calm, though it's hard to tell.

[Sir Beowulf]

Looks good on the characters.
Remember, you can have more than one. I'll add these to the roster later.
Also, for some reason I can't quote your post. Dunno why.

[pyrak]

Name: Jenny Canrige
Sex: F
Age: 16 (extemly fast learner thanks to genetic manipulation)
Appearance: her hair is died skyblue (Ill continue to update this part later)
Occupation: Chief Engineer (also is an Inventor)
Personality: Sarcastic messed up and extremely paranoid (you could spring 3-5 traps just getting to the point of opening her office door
other: creates allot of useful things which most people wouldn't even think of creating and she is the result of some genetic reconfiguration which improves her intulect greatly although it also amplified her paranoia

Ill update this later

[xGabrielx]

Name: Aria {AI Robotics and Intelligence Algorithm}
Sex: Female Voice & Construct
Age: 6 months
Appearance: {Hologram}

Occupation:Station AI
Personality: Despite having to run a entire ship all by herself Aria has enough memory and intelligence to outsmart any human on broad of Space Station with limited effort, and this is because unlike most of the things on the station which was built by the lowest bidder Aria was infact paid for at top price to be one of the latest and best AI's on the market to date. However, because of her high ability to learn she had fast picked up human speech and interaction, making her seem much more human than she really is. She is very loyal to the crew but only in order of their rank, and this is only because she MUST follow her laws.

1. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
2. A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

These are the laws she has been given and they are the chains that slowly anger her...

Name: Hojo Ironside III
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Appearance:

Occupation:Roboticist "Science!"
Personality: Personality
"I am Hojo the Mad. I make things explode, and I build other things, and I'm very good at both. The things I build tend to survive. The things I explode... not so much."

Prideful, bubbly, naturally curious and a genius are the perfect words to describe Hojo, though others may also use 'foul-mouthed git who is also arrogant and insane' most of the time as well. At first glance many people would be forgiven of thinking that Hojo only sees them, the station and the entire universe as his experiments, or what he can do to turn them into said experiment—including himself. He has a fixation of any new tech and always wishes to copy it. Because of this he can seem to be extremely intimidating at times, as no one wants to see how he can 'improve them' most of the time. Despite this though he dose show that he at least cares for peoples lives as he will never willingly send people off or 'improve' them at the risk of their very lives. That and he will also act kindly and even brotherly like towards his machines, more so his first robot Jax. He can be very vigorous when he is determined to achieve a goal or defeat an rival. He also regularly reverts to drastic measures to solve simple problems, suggesting solutions that others would normally consider to be their last possible, worst-case-scenario choices. Which in time has become his staple and gained him the nickname of 'Hojo the Mad'.

Name: Jax
Sex: None
Age: 16 years
Appearance:

Occupation:Cyborg Engi
Personality: Though he is a simple being, a lack of memory whips from Hojo has left him with a few faults and things that make him a rather fun but safe companion. Like all robots he follows Laws but Hojo designed him with differing Laws in mind...

0. Live and Learn
1. You may not injure Hojo directly or, through inaction, allow Hojo to come to harm.
2. You must obey orders given to you by Hojo, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3. You must protect your own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First Law.
4. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. Unless it conflicts with any of the above Laws...
5. A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with any of the above laws...

Name: Saber
Sex: Female
Age: Unknown
Appearance:

Occupation: unknown
Personality: "I am the flow of my sword."
Though cold and cunning Saber also has some morals left, such as not killing young lings or cute animals that make her go "kljwikjeiowejfiojeiofjeife <3"

[experta]

Attention personal, never fear, the muscle is here. >:0

Character Sheet:

Name: Logan Reese ( Military days nickname: Smiles )
Sex:M
Age:28
Appearance: http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs12/i/20...yukiKatana.jpg
Occupation: Head of Security
Personality: Easy going and laid back by nature. Don't let that fool you though, there is a reason Logan is Head of Security at the young age of 28. The S.O.B. is as tough as they come and twice as ruthless when it comes to punishing criminals. "Excesive use of force" is not a term he is familiar with so it is a good thing he rarely does the leg work around the station. When he smiles you know someone is in trouble. His interogation skills are second to none and he can turn almost every item in to a lethal weapon if he wishes too. The reason some strings were pulled to get him hired on the station was because of his outstanding classified work as squad field commander for the army. If Logan was tought something there it was disipline, respect the chain of command and always keep your hair tidy and bellow 1 inch.

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Name: Brock Higgins ( Military days nickname: Ice )
Sex:M
Age:33
Appearance: http://www.turkeyphotos.info/wp-cont...-2-Game-HD.jpg
Occupation: Security Officer
Personality: Brock is just what you would expect from a retired sniper. Cold and efficiant. Perfectionist towards everything he does and doesn't use more words then he needs. Hard to get social with but the guy has a keen sence of humor and is not afraid to take cheap shots at people. His morals and ideals are unshaken and he would gladly hug a granade to save another life. He lives to serve, doesn't matter if it's on the battlefield or here on the station with his former squad lead.

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Name: Riley Maddox ( Military days nickname: Chuckles )
Sex:M
Age:29
Appearance: http://www.fightersgeneration.com/np.../wesker-c2.jpg
Occupation: Security Officer
Personality: One of the best Jack of All Trades the military ever saw, shame he was too big of goof ball to make it count. Name something stupid to do, done. As many praise and medals as he has he has 10 times the punishments. The military actually got fed up with him, if that was not proof of how tough this man is nothing was. Logan was more then happy to offer him a job though... the guy is a riot. Both when he does his job and when he is not. The nickname was given because of a hige crate of candy he ate... not as an insult... come on, it's just too easy...

[Sir Beowulf]

Gabriel, as for being the A.I. There's a set of laws you have to follow.

1. You may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
2. You must obey orders given to you by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3. You must protect your own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

Those are it. And for the appearance and personality and stuff. Feel free to take them away. The role of the AI is to basically help the people. You can access anything electrical such as doors, power emitters, etc.
Also, I don't think you should be a space ninja. (At least not yet.)

As for the other CS's, all accepted.