(Saval in an Academy play in costume as the Lady Esreil)

Name : Saval Christine Goodspeed
Age : 29
Sex : F
Race : Lasthope Vulcan/Human Hybrid
Rank : Lieutenant
Department : Tactical
Personality : Good Sense of humor, dedicated, insightful, aggressive, fearless and self controlled
History : Born on the accidental colony Lasthope Saval's early life was one filled with turmoil.

Her parents died when she was 3 and tidal wave killed everyone living on the Island except Saval who was found in a boat drifting on the current. (She'd been playing in it when the wave struck.)

Adopted by the Shran, Forester's she grew up with 5 mixed siblings; 3 boys, 2 girls of Andorian/Human descent.
Her Foster parents had no knowledge of how to raise a Vulcan child and had to trust that they were at least raising her with honor and moral values.

At the age of 12 Saval began exhibiting the ability to read people around her emotional states; the fact that she possessed extra-normal mental traits was no surprise but her area of specialization was. Vulcans were known to be an emotional race who had to train their own control less they be overwhelmed by their passions so few thought they'd ever see a Vulcan with Empathy.

Her ability was deemed reason enough for the Elders of Lasthope to call a council to discuss her problem. As they had since they'd discovered that their world held unusual properties that allowed divergent species to intermingle genetics the council called a halt to any discussion that referred to Saval as either Vulcan, Human or Hybrid choosing instead to call her Lasthope as they had all such children.

The Elders held a games during their council encouraging the young show maximum effort while they kept Saval close and observed her reactions. She showed herself able to withstand the emotional chaos of the games with little and no effort so the council declared her fit.

She was though granted duties beyond those expected of a girl her age when it was decided to make her the Judge of Lasthope a position she shared with the Elder of the same title. It was now her duty to travel with her co-judge and hear the cases which required mediation, her world was free of crime till three years after it's rediscovery by Star Fleet.

Her foster mother Lissan Shran taught Saval the Ushaan along with the devastating kick boxing art known as kharakomanda and brutal wrestling art known as hleshvalath. The hope was that as the Andorian codes of conduct would at least enforce self control of Saval's aggressive tendencies through ritualistic combat and honor.

When Saval wasn't meditating or performing her duties for the council she was usually found amid a rapt audience as she spun tales of the mighty San Francisco and her crew.

The San Francisco was a ship of Saval's fertile imagination and she and her young listeners the Captain and crew. Many were their adventures as they explored the unknown gulfs of space and fought battles against Klingon an Romulan forces.

When Saval was seventeen the starship Voltaire exploring on the edges of what was once Klingon space found their accidental colony.

The Voltaire's Medical officer Sendat of Vulcan was shocked when he met Saval. Saval's behavior lead him to ascertain that she suffered from Manic tendencies and at his urging four months after Lasthope's rediscovery that she be sent with all haste to Vulcan where her damage could be repaired and if not where she'd receive proper care.

Saval though not happy with the council's decision when they agreed with Dr. Sendak went to Vulcan.

While on Vulcan Saval was taken in briefly by her mother's clan but later released to the custody of the Science Academy because they judged her as too unstable emotionally.

While being studied and cared for by the Academy Saval requested to fill her free time earning a degree in probability theory and quantum theory.

It was while she was studying at the Academy that Saval found out that she had a cousin who taught law at Oxford.
She began corresponding with him and telling him of her plight as a mental patient on Vulcan. He sympathized with her an so they formed a plan of defense so Saval might prove she wasn't Vulcan or Human but her own Species.

Her case went quickly when Saval called Lwaxana Troi a flamboyant and unrivaled mental expert to do a deep scan of her mind.

Saval and Ambassador Troi knew the Vulcan council would debate her stability but as she'd been breed with no aid or medical help attacked along the lines of galactic evolution.

Proving that Saval's physiology was so different from either race was easy once they were combined with Ambassador Troi's agreement that even her method of thought differed from both.
Winning her case in Federation court Saval was now free to pursue a dream she once thought unreachable, she would attend Star Fleet Academy.

She was approached by Star Fleet medical and asked to join the Councilor's training program but turned it down.

Saval instead dedicated herself to achieving her dream of commanding an exploration mission. Taking every command and Tactical class she was allowed to attend.

On graduation she received an appointment to advanced studies at the Mars academy of War.

Other : Saval's empathy is not a product of her own physiology but a symbiotic bacteria that thrives in her unique copper/iron based blood.
Her rating is on a par with most councilors in star fleet but is limited in range to all but strong emotions.

Name : "The Rani" (formerly known as Ushas)



Personality:
The Rani was an evil (or, arguably, simply amoral) scientific genius whose villainy came not from the usual variety of lust for power and suchlike, but from a mindset that treated everything (including morality) as secondary to her research. She was known to enslave entire worlds in order to have a ready supply of experimental subjects and a place to carry out her experiments uninterrupted. Her major interest was in altering the biochemistry of other species.

While she did appear evil, she found the Master to be truly evil and therefore stupid. She simply did evil things because she felt it was necessary to her work. When the Sixth Doctor tried to convince her not to experiment on humans, she called them carnivores and asked if they ever thought of the lesser species when they sunk their teeth into pork chops. This shows that the Rani may have had a conscience of some kind, also shown when she was willing to destroy her test subjects because they would've killed the Doctor.

She has now turned over a new leaf it seems as she tries her grandest experiment ever, self reinvention.
As a Scientist she now uses what seemed a successful for the Doctor, the taking of a companion from a lesser species. Humanity is her choice due to their effect on temporal causality and gregarious nature.
She is willing now to listen to them and not view them merely as lab rats. She still has trouble with empathy but hopes exposure to the unstable nature of a human's emotions will solve this.

Age : 1,000+

History : N/A

Shinji

Asuka

Name: Shinji/Asuka Katsuragi
Age: 16
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Height: 180.34 (5'11")
Markings/Tattoos: N/A
Build: Athletic

Likes:
- Manga
- Unagi (Fresh Water Eel)
- Running (Long Distance)
- Samurai Dramas
- Singing

Dislikes:
- Waking early
- Authorities
- Chick Flicks
- Slackers
- Too much Perfume

Fortes:
- Lead Guitar
- Singing
- Song Writing
- Kendo
- Running (Marathons)
Flaws:
- Personal space invader
- Irreverent
- Slob/Horder
- Forgetful
- Big Eater
Personality: Shinji/Asuka is a creature constantly in motion with an appetite that almost rivals that of a Sumo. She/He has little respect for traditions even going out of her way to break or violate those she/he is forced to participate in.
Her/His apartment is a wreck and always in need of cleaning.

Shinji/Asuka lives away from home to escape the parents. And can only do so because of Aunt Milly saying it would help with the decision

Siren Robotics was primarily a manufacturer of pleasure model androids till one of their developers invented the Triplex CPU system creating a droid which was suddenly able to blend three personality matrixs into a single adaptive one. This allowed the Delta type to be autonomous from inception and activation.
Designed to be the perfect companion system Delta's three brains each handle a different aspect of environmental interaction.
The brains are coded Logic ( left breast), Emotional ( right breast) and Spurious Logic (center of the chest behind sternum)
Spurious Logic is where the Primary personality is located and where the results of the secondary brains information is filtered through a Spurious Logic buffer to create the personality presented to the world.

This series was so popular on their release that Siren Robotics had to license out production to other companies to keep up with the orders. Soon Deltas were performing jobs in almost every field of endeavor in which mankind was engaged.

Then they came, mankind had barely stepped beyond the bounds of their own system when he was attacked. These Aliens were huge and the technology was unstoppable; that is till they encountered the Passing Fancy.

The Fancy was only an asteroid mining ship and should have been squashed except for the fact that Citizen Rhinehart her Captain had made a few additions. The Fancy was a pusher type ship that located valuable roids an pushed them on orbit trajectory to be caught by Jupiter's gravity where there were other miner type ships that paid the pusher a share for the mineral rights. Well the exercise of pushing was one so complex that many ships spent 8 to 10 months plotting a flight course that system control would approve before they could even start the prize on it 2 to 5 year journey through the system.

The Fancy bypassed this with a modified Triplex brain system that could plot the course in days. Fancy also served as the ship's XO and her Captain's companion. She was and still is a special girl.

It was during a deep sleep cycle as the Fancy moved across the system that she began hearing disturbing reports of a strange craft attacking mining ships so she altered course for the swarm which was a deadly place where small but hyper fast roids circled in large arcs a small planetoid named the Egg.

System control trying to scramble some form Of defense saw the Fancy enter the swarm and thought she'd be as destroyed as the others of the fleet in her sector.
What happened next was so confusing to sys control that they thought the ship had gone insane. The fancy seemed to be randomly shoving rocks in the swarm rather than attempt to flee the enemy ship which was baring down on her.

Fancy flew so random a pattern of flight in what appeared her last moments that her captain suffered gravity bruising. Then what she had been up to bore fruit when heavy nickel iron roids began rebounding off one another like billiard balls in a trick shot contest. The enemy ship so certain of her victory over the fancy never saw nor suspected the shot that killed her. She was dodging the nickel iron roids without ant trouble when two struck two rock types causing them to shatter into a thousand pieces. Those pieces acted like buckshot from a shotgun and peppered the enemy ship so badly it was dead in space.

The Fancy was called to syscon and interrogated and when it was discovered that Fancy an AI with no military programs had stepped outside of her known programing and defeated an enemy that till then was considered unstoppable the brass was stunned.

Suddenly all triplex systems were declared critical military assets and confiscated. The enemy ship was taken and it's systems studied an copied as well as improved in some areas. Mankind was in it's very first interstellar war. Young men and women were drafted into the military and while in standard training tested with most found wanting. All but point five percent of humanity had the necessary mental speed, durability, make up and mind set; they became Companions.

Companions are the elite of humanity, their names whispered with awe by the school children an some adults of earth an the system. They attend a grueling school that has been known to retire some students as vegetables.

After two years of abuse and effort each Companion team is assigned to one of the many defense branches

Think Tanks

These are special combinations of Triplex CPU systems that uses 9 Triplex CPU that are programed for special uses. They can be found in Industry, The Military, The Diplomatic services, Research an Development Labs, The Sciences and other places were massive data crunching an collation are needed

Confederation of Races

The Confed is a large governing body made up of hundreds of Races but is primarily run by three races listed below.
Set up like earth's UN but with greater power the Confed keeps the many races from being constantly at one another's throats or committing genocide
They discovered humanity in the Hessian system which is about 30 parsec from earth and managed to avoid conflict with the unusual race Humanity.

At first the discovery that we were not alone as expected was jarring to the human race as a whole. The military at first handled all contact with the overview of the Social services corps till it was decided by the combined military an social think tanks that earth needed a xeno-diplomatic service.

The XD as they are called in official circles has their own dedicated think tanks and personnel; they are responsible for all negotiations with the Confed.

The Confed it was found was having trouble with another group of extra galactic origins which it simply called Them who raided in what appeared to be a random manner. It was quickly revealed by the combined efforts of the Military, Social an Diplomatic think tanks that the raids were not random and were in fact predictable.
These think tanks predicted that the next raid would happen in a human controlled system. The Confed feeling at that time superior to the Humans choose to ignore the prediction leaving the Earther's meager military forces as the only defense against the next attack.
Using battle plans drawn up by the Military think tanks the Earth forces waited ready till the raider forces appeared in the predicted system, in the predicted time and with the predicted force strength.
Even with such information at it's disposal the Earth forces still had to fight a desperate battle which would have been lost were the think tanks not there to supply the winning tactics.
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Confed races

B'larch - a race that appears human in many ways except for natural skin an hair colors which range from bright green to blue skin and bright neon colored hair.
They are tall an slender standing a uniform 6 foot 4 inches on maturity with little variation. The B'larch are the highest tech race of the Confed and seem to also be interested in humanity on honest curiosity tainted by the White Man's burden

Sanva - a reptilian race of large size (Some are 16 foot tall) that are vegetarian an herd orientated and the longest lived of the Confed. Some earthers say they resemble Iguanas standing upright. The Sanva are the most benign of the Confed races but have the most powerful military.

Quint - a race of Hairless albino monkeys with prehensile tails
The Quint are a tricky race enjoying putting anyone they may at a disadvantage to themselves. It is this trait that makes them hate the think tanks because of their ability to see through the Quint plans

The Mazarin-Rashoud Node is a small spherical gland, roughly 1cm in diameter, situated between the frontal lobes of the brain. It is the primary and most easily identified difference between novas and baseline humans. The node itself channels quantum energies through an undefinable process.

Researchers have identified that some nodes are better at channeling energies than others, and have defined six different power levels, or instars. The most common expression is a 1st-instar node, proceeding up to the least common (and most powerful), the 6th-instar node.

The node was discovered by doctors Henri Mazarin and Farah Rashoud in 1998. They received a Nobel Prize for their work in 2003.

Taint is a form of radiation, a byproduct of the use of Quantum. It is "natural" for novas, and can even be beneficial. However, it is unnatural to the rest of the world.

Novas
Taint buildup within novas is common when novas over-extend their powers, or desire to learn a new power more quickly (i.e. getting an experience point discount).

Taint, throughout the Nova Age, is generally considered to be a bad thing due to the random physical and mental mutations it engenders. In truth, however, Taint is the key to a nova's evolution. Properly channeled (via the Chrysalis) a nova may avoid mental aberrations entirely. In exchange, they get more frequent physical aberrantions, but they may guide the development of these. A nova who sees himself as a representative of God, for example, might choose to become more physically perfect, and perhaps to manifest a glowing aura or halo, or even a set of wings.

However, such novas grow further and further away from baseline humanity, as their thought processes become more and more alien.

Name: Cypress Hecate Mara
Villain name: Friction
Age: 18
Race: human
Alias: Melissa Lackly
Powers:
Friction Manipulation- by imparting her power into any thing she chooses Cypress can manipulate, generate and otherwise control friction, the force resisting the relative motion of solid surfaces, fluid layers, and material elements sliding against each other, ie. whether the contact causes the movement to stop (sticking the targets together) or continue.
By decreasing her skin and clothing's friction Cypress is so slippery that she is able to skid across a flat surface at great speeds her movements resembling more those of an Ice skater then a sprinter Her skin and clothing in this state can even deflect kinetic energy attacks such as bullets, swords, knives or even liquid attacks. If she is caught in a trap or stuck in a bind, Cypress can just slip away.

Inertia Manipulation- This ability allows Cypress to manipulate inertia, basically the amount of resistance matter has to a change in motion or rest, increasing, decreasing and/or maintaining it. She can increase object’s inertia, to make an immobile object immovable, or to make a mobile object unstoppable. They can also reduce an object’s inertia, so a normally powerful object, such as a train, could have its course of motion interrupted with the same effort as would be required to stop a bicycle.
Also by manipulating inertia Cypress is able to simulate super strength but only in a horizontal plane.
Example: She could once she plants her feet push a stranded Super tanker back out to sea but she can only lift 250 pounds vertically.

Drug and chemical immunity- due to her exposure Cypress is impervious to the effects of drugs an chemicals

(Limitations- to exercise her inertia control on objects other than her own person requires that Cypress herself come to a stop there by making her a stationary target.)
Skills: Parkor, Computer programing, Hacking, Kenjutsu an Akido
Weapons: 6 Throwing knives 2 Tanto
Gear: Wayne Tech ruggedized Cell phone
Personality: Cypress is a wild child of the first order, Erratic, Unpredictable, she doesn't take responsibility for her actions and has show Amoral tendencies
Background: Born to a dead mother in the aftermath of a gulf coast hurricane. That flooded her entire town Cypress was barely alive. Her father a Swedish merchant sailor named her Cypress after the tree they found refuge in.
Rescued three days after she was born it was a miracle she survived. Her father, mother and 78 members of the community she was from all died of chemical poisoning within a week.
Now an orphan Cypress was remanded over to the family and children's services where she exhibited a high degree of intelligence but a skewed sense of morality. It all came to a head one day after being bullied by some of the older kids when she was 9 years old. That night after careful planning and preparation Cypress doused her two tormentors with salt water after using two prepared extension cords as conductors and defeating the room's breaker. The two girls where hospitalized for three weeks after the incident and require therapy to this day.

When confronted with her brutal crime Cypress did not evade her responsibility but neither did she show any remorse, in fact the foster parents reported that they'd never observed her so happy.

Her display meant that the social worker had no choice but to send her to a psychiatrist. Cypress was put in resistant at first but within a short period of time she seemed to respond to the treatment

Placed on mood stabilizers and forced to perform for the county mental health professional she managed to fool them into believing what she wanted them to.

For nearly three years Cypress kept up the act of being what they wanted of her till she discovered her awakening ability. She kept up her act till she thought she was ready and escaped.

There are many rumors about what she's done over the past seven years but little evidence to confirm any of it. What is sure is that she's been highly trained in the use of her abilities by any of the darker groups out there and whether or not she works for anyone is unknown

You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
You are my space invader
Cautionary warning
I propose
You are my complicator
You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
Cautionary warning
I propose to you

I guess the boy took it one step over the line
Sold his soul to the dark unholy sign
Now, only time will tell
Will it take you down
Or will you pull through
It's like a voice from the burning fires of hell
Selling sin
Now you've fallen for the spell
And only time will tell
Will it take you down
Or will you pull through
It's calling out to you

You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
You are my space invader
Cautionary warning
I propose
You are my complicator
You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
Cautionary warning
I propose to you

You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
You are my space invader
Cautionary warning
I propose
You are my complicator
You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
Cautionary warning
I propose to you

So now you're down
Have you lost yourself control
To the one you believed could save your soul
Now only time will tell
Will it take you down
Or will you pull through
Like a voice in the darkness of the night
Telling tales
You've become what you despise
And only time will tell
Will it take you down
Or will you pull through

You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
You are my space invader
Cautionary warning
I propose
You are my complicator
You are my instigator
You are my aggravator
Cautionary warning
I propose to you

Well i'm talking 'bout the isolation
Complication
Aggravation
Voices inside my head
Something that you said
Well, i don't know
Something drove me to the act
But i just couldn't recollect
If it was 10 or was it 20 blows
The voice said once again
But i don't know
It's a fundamental fact
That no one knows who's where
Or what they are at
At any time of day
There's no one left to say
So who's to know
So who's to know

Green grass grows on the ground as I expound above the sound,
look around, now sit down and listen
Dark brown shades drown in the raise of rock,
close your eyes and still see the yellow sun
Feel the earth beneath your feet reaching to meet the sea,
the sky, and I fly higher
Above the ground, beneath the sound that's going
round and round and round and colors flowing down

No white clouds in my blue sky

Gold leaves whisper their dreams to me,
I feel the breeze on my face and I see no trace of confusion
Clarity speaks over the age of race,
dark colors bring light and erase the view of illusion
Visions of hope they haunt my psyche,
tease me, tie me up in a world of white lies
They say freedom is the answer to a question
you don't have to ask and then my hope dies

No white clouds in my blue sky

They have a space that human race creates,
relate to color of greed, but we all bleed the same color
Life flows, bringing the essence of hope
and rebirth to the permanent other
New days fade into gray and decay and then go away
Leaving us searching for the perfect solution
and orange is the color of my revolution

No white clouds in my blue sky

A dragon has come to our village today
We have asked him to leave, but he won't go away
Now he's met with our king, and they've made out a deal
No homes will he burn, and no crops will he steal

Now there is but one catch, we dislike it a bunch
twice a year he invites him a virgin to lunch
we have no other choice, so the deal we'll respect
we can't help but wonder and pause to reflect

Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
Are they salty or sweet or more juicy or what?
Do you savor them slowly, gulp them down on the spot?
Do virgins taste better than those who are not?

Now we'd like to be shed you, and many have tried.
But no one can get through your thick scaly hide.
We hope that some day, some brave knight will come by.
'Cause we can't wait around 'til you're too fat to fly.

Now you have such good taste in your women for sure
They always are pretty, always are pure
But you're notion of dining it makes us all flinch
You're favorite entree is barbecued wench (mine too!)

Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
Are they salty or sweet or more juicy or what?
Do you savor them slowly, gulp them down on the spot?
Do virgins taste better than those who are not?

Now I found a solution, it works out so neat
If you insist on nothing but virgins to eat
No more will our number ever grow small
We'll simply make sure theres no virgins at all

Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
Are they salty or sweet or more juicy or what?
Do you savor them slowly, gulp them down on the spot?
Do virgins taste better than those who are not?

Now, I am a dragon, please listen to me
For I'm misunderstood to a dreadful degree.
This ecology needs me and I know my place,
But I'm fighting extinction with all of my race.

Well, I came to this village to better my health
Which is shockingly poor, despite all my wealth.
But I get no assistance and no sympathy,
Just impertinent questioning shouted at me.

Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not.
But my favorite snack food with peril is fraught.
For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot.
Yet virgins taste better than those who are not.

Well, I'm really quite good almost all through the year.
Vegetarian ways are now mine out of fear.
But a birthday needs sweets as I'm sure you'll agree.
And barbecued wench tastes like candy to me!

As it happens our interests are almost the same.
For I'm really quite skillful at managing game.
If I ate just your men, would your excess decline?
Of course not, the rest would just make better time

Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not
But my favorite snack food with peril is fraught.
For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot.
Yet virgins taste better than those who are not.

But the number of babies a woman can bear
Has a limit, and that's why my pruning's done there.
Yet an orphan's a sad sight and so when I munch.
I'm careful to take only virgins for lunch.