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[center][h3]You are in no danger, human.[/h3][/center]
[center][b]I am here to help.[/b][/center]

[b][u]Name?[/u][/b]
[indent]"I've had many names before...but right now I am known as Simon."[/indent]

[b][u]Race?[/u][/b]
[indent]"I am a Therian, a race of asexual shape-shifters from the outer rim. My kind are...sadly spread far and wide due to the destruction of our homeworld."[/indent]

[b][u]Age?[/u][/b]
[indent]"In actuality? I am unsure. By last count, perhaps... Maybe two centuries, maybe older. The time my kind spent drifting in deep space...it simply can't be counted."[/indent]

[b][u]Gender?[/u][/b]
[indent]"For the purposes of this interview, male. Though I can be anyone I wish."[/indent]

[b][u]Occupation?[/u][/b]
[indent]"I am a medical officer serving on the Teret Hierarchy frigate [i]Excalibur[/i], under the employ of PharmCo Pharmaceutical's Military and Medical Research Division."[/indent]
[b][u]Homeworld?[/u][/b]
[indent]"Theria. It...was a fringe planet in the outer rim."[/indent]
[b][u]What was Theria like?[/u][/b]
[indent]"Theria...a lush, green world, much like your human homeworld. Oceans, forests and jungles, mountain ranges and valleys, everything. However, unlike your home, ours was more...lethal. You see, we Therians evolved the way we are now because of survival. Back home, everything was trying to kill us. So we evolved, over the centuries, to be able to take on temporary forms to be able to survive through the harsh seasons. We became shape-shifters as a result.

There was no governing force at the time. All Therians were linked to each other by a psychic link. We were a mostly peaceful culture. Through study of the local fauna we were able to develop remedies to many diseases. Through study of the stars we developed our own astrology, and science soon was able to propel our kind into the stars.

However...time for us was short. Our sun was old, very old. By the time we developed faster-than-light travel, it was going supernova. We had no choice but to abandon our planet before the sun consumed our entire system. Thus the Therians are what we are now: nomads, without a place to call home."[/indent]

[b][u]What do you look like? Really.[/u][/b]
[indent]"Well, I stand six feet and one inch tall, weighing a hundred and sixty five pounds. My physique is that of a lean, muscled man. I have a head of messy brown hair and brown eyes, freckles and a slightly crooked nose, putting out an image of your [url=https://riskyfueldotcom.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/john-watson-sherlock6.jpg]average everyday human male.[/url] Which, of course, I'm not. This is only my current image, and I can shift and form it as I see fit. My original form is a slender, grey-skinned humanoid not dissimilar to a naked human male, but without hair, tertiary sexual organs or other discerning characteristics."[/indent]

[u][b]Your equipment?[/b][/u]
[indent]"I believe my personnel dossier has already covered all of the equipment provided to me by the PharmCo Corporation, but if you insist."[/indent]
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[hider=PharmCo Corporis Reactive Plate][img]http://36.media.tumblr.com/3690a7171b6cbf8a9158eea42136f180/tumblr_msvigvK3bK1qm81mro3_r1_500.jpg[/img][/hider]
[indent]This set of lightweight, high strength, flexible plas-steel armour is the latest in PharmCo's line of military-grade medical gear. It comes in built with multiple sensors on the gloves to detect a casualty's pulse, breathing rate and blood pressure, along with a small array of miniature x-ray beams that transmit a direct image of the skeletal or organ structure of the casualty to the user's helmet visor. The armour also monitors ambient weather conditions like oxygen, pressure levels, temperature, harmful gases and radiological or biological hazards in the vicinity of the user. Finally, rounding out the armour's sensory capabilities, it also monitors the user's own vital signs, displaying injuries where they are sustained on the body. Its crisp, white design also comes with a red cross on the left breastplate and on the shoulder pauldrons, not depicted in the picture due to the above being a representation before final painting.

"The armor also comes with several, secret functions.[list]
[*]First, as part of my Therian physiology, it can adapt and shift forms along with me, growing or shrinking to accommodate my body whenever I have to change my size or structure of my body or limbs. 
[*]Second, not only can the armor shift with me, it can also adapt my cells and biology to become part of my medical supplies that I need, be it MediGel or morphine. Special syringes and canisters on the inside of the armor take care to extract samples of my cells, after which they are synthesized by its internal mechanisms to become whatever I need.
[*]Third, the armour's backplate comes with a 3D printer, an advanced model that is able to print harder perishable supplies like syringes and empty tubes, or even surgical staples or ammunition for my rifle. This armour is meant to be mass produced, not just for doctors, but for all soldiers under the CCS, to address the concerns regarding limited ammunition supplies on the war front.[/list]

All in all this armor is a marvel of modern engineering, and my best success in this field. Taking it out for a field test is exactly what it needed as a finishing touch."[/indent]

[b]PharmCo Full Surgical Field Assembly[/b]
[indent]One of PharmCo's finest inventions, the FSFA is a set of armour rigging and webbing that is designed to fit over any of the company's many lines of combat armour. The rigging is specially made for field doctors or surgeons, and contains a myriad of sleeves and pouches designed to hold medical equipment designed by PharmCo, or otherwise. These include the AMSD, the LASC, and a wide array of other medical devices, such as medigel tubes, morphine syrettes, disinfectant sprays and other related equipment. Simon's rig comes fitted with the following:[/indent][list]
[*]5 x PharmCo MediGel Tubes (Instructions: twist open top, squeeze contents liberally onto wound) - These small, palm-sized tubes are full of PharmCo's proprietary MediGel, a non-toxic gelatin-based healing agent that speeds up cellular growth and regeneration, and prevents profuse bleeding. Its method of action is, after application, the cold gel rapidly warms from body heat and melts, turning into a liquid that diffuses and is absorbed quickly into the body. Once there, haematostatic agents within the liquid act quickly on open blood vessels, causing clotting and preventing any further bleeding, while regrowth agents activate and superspeed the body's ability to heal, quickly sealing any small or medium-sized wounds. The gel is quick-acting, and are normally used in the field by combat medics to stabilise casualties with small to medium-sized wounds. Larger wounds, however, will require more stabilisation than just gel and morphine. Designed by PharmCo to be effective on any form of biological tissue, human or alien! ("Being synthesized using my flesh as a base for its regenerative properties certainly helps.")
[*]5 x PharmCo Quick-use Syrettes (Instructions: pop top with thumb, insert needle end into exposed flesh, wait five to ten seconds, remove and dispose) - These syrettes are filled with numbing morphine, and are made from a special 3D-printer and refiller within his armour's chest plate. He can only carry five at a time and the amount of spare morphine he carries is limited to another ten syrettes.
[*]1 x PharmCo Disinfectant Aerosol Canister (Instructions: pop top, shake well, spray on area to be treated) - Also known as a simple disinfectant spray, this hand-sized spray canister contains a specialised liquid that, upon being aerosolised, is capable of removing 99.9% of bacterial or viral agents in a specified area. 
[*]1 x PharmCo Malleable Splint - A mid-sized device, this roll of malleable, high-strength plas-steel is made for casualties with broken limbs. Once removed from its plastic seal, the splint can be unrolled and then formed precisely according to the limb that is injured. Once formed, the material will stay solid and stiff while the casualty is being transported, and is easily cut open or removed upon reaching a field hospital or surgical suite.
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[b]PharmCo Laser-Assisted Surgical Cutter[/b]
[indent]Everything it says on the tin, the LASC is a glorified laser cutter, small in size so that it fits within one of his kit's recesses. The LASC operates on the basic principle that doctors or medics in the field need quick and easy access to wounded soldiers' flesh, and PharmCo's solution was a high-powered laser cutter that could easily eat through the layers of adaptive armour and webbing that comprised a regular Terran soldier's gear, yet was safe enough to use without cutting the casualty underneath. Their solution was a high-strength, low-intensity laser that merely heated flesh to a slightly uncomfortable level, but was strong enough to penetrate multiple layers of armour and clothing with ease. All this was packed into a neat pen-sized device that is able to be carried anywhere feasible on the body.[/indent]

[b]PharmCo Adaptive Medical Solution Device[/b]
[indent]Unlike what its elaborate name suggests, the AMSD is essentially a medigun. Developed by PharmCo's experimental research division, the AMSD, or Amsad as it's affectionately called by the staff, is a hybrid between a battle rifle and an all-purpose field medical apparatus. In its battle rifle form, it fires slugs made of superheated steel shorn from a single rectangular magazine within its grip through the use of magnets powered and operated by an onboard computer system, making it an effective railgun. Its medical uses are far more diverse, as apart from being able to preserve the life of its user through rapid application of molten metal into potential aggressors, it is also able to be loaded with alternative ammunition, by way of overriding the main barrel's load with an external feed. These are:[/indent][list]
[*]Morphine Syrettes - If the medical officer or orderly on hand does not have the time to reach for a syrette from his back pouch, he can instead load a syrette that's already attached onto the gun's side into the rifle's breech on the top of the assembly. Once done, the gun's onboard computer system detects that it is firing syringes, and will lower its power output significantly to reduce injury. Pulling the trigger will apply the syrette similar to an injection gun, and the syrette is easily removed by simply pulling the gun barrel away from the patient's flesh. Of course, if the gun's safety system is overridden, it can and will fire a syrette at railgun speeds with deadly accuracy, though it's not designed to. Each AMSD comes pre-fitted with two syrettes on either side of the gun assembly.
[*]Surgical Staples - Just like the syrettes, each AMSD comes pre-fitted with a double load of superstrength alloy staples, on either sides of the gun in small, disposable loader magazines. When a load of staples are pushed into the rifle barrel, its computer detects the wanted function and lowers its power levels to make it function as an overly large staple gun. Once this is done, the AMSD can be used to quickly close gaping wounds, similar to a modern medical staple gun. And, just like the above mentioned, if the safety system is overridden, the AMSD will fire its staples with deadly force, though it's not designed to.
[*]MediGel - The only load for the AMSD that is not dangerous when fired, MediGel is able to be loaded within the AMSD and applied over a longer surface, much like how a glue gun works. The rifle's barrel is more suited for insertion into slightly gaping wounds, thus allowing the medical officer or orderly to apply gel to deeper wounds, thus stimulating healing from the inside out and enabling him to quickly treat a casualty with moderately serious wounds.
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[b][u]Biography? And keep it short, please.[/u][/b]
[indent]"Simon is an identity I built to keep myself employed. Us Therians are simple people, intelligent enough for space travel but simple enough to keep our prospects purely within our star system. But when our sun began to go supernova, we entertained the notion of exploring outside of our system, to the stars. Interstellar travel was a concept not yet conceived on our planet, but within years we had our first working subspace vessel, and in a decade and a half we had a fleet.

By then our sun was dangerously close to wiping out our entire system, so we did the only thing we could: we packed up and ran.

However, we did not run fast enough.

When the sun exploded and collapsed, our fleet was decimated. Out of the twelve colony ships that left Theria, only four survived. The rest were either disabled permanently by the electromagnetic pulse created during the explosion and left adrift, or were sucked into the ensuing black hole and destroyed. Our four ships were the ones that survived the EMP blast and carried on

After what seemed like centuries lost in space, our fleet was detected by a Teret Hierarchy scout cruiser and led into allied space. Safety was certain indeed. The humanoid forms we had, coupled with our ability to shapeshift, gave us the freedom we needed to integrate fully within the galactic society. Thus our race, exiled by the destruction of our system, now lay spread thin across the colonies, and I found myself out of work and in need of something to do. I drifted aimlessly between part-time jobs, each with its own identity I tailored for it, all never quite working out the way I intended. I went through so many identities, some alien, most human, that I almost forgot myself.

It was almost two years before I found my calling: medicine. That's right, yes, I discovered that I had a pensity and disposition well suited to the life of a doctor or surgeon, and so I went for formal medical education and received my very own bachelor's degree in medicine. I was a doctor. I branched out into surgery, and soon I found myself working at a colony clinic on Mars. It's where 'Simon' came to be. As my work grew in scale, it attracted the eyes of some big corporations. Like your people.

That's when I found PharmCo, or rather, you found me. I understand that your Research and Development wing is almost fully confidential, which is why, when I signed up, they required me to...invent an identity for myself. I took the basis of 'Simon' and crafted a full story, thoroughly backed up by false evidence made up by the PharmCo officiate staff. Then I was led into their fold, and the rest is history. You can read how I became a field tester of their gear in my - I mean, Simon's dossier

Now that our race is scattered far and wide, I fear that most may have lost memory of our home. I have not, though, and exploration with the CCS Navy has been enlightening. My memory of my home will never fade, though, and one day I hope to return to my system, or what's left of it."[/indent]

[b][u]Your personality?[/u][/b]
[indent]"Objectively? Well, I would describe myself as humble, meek, even a little shy and very, very awkward, mainly because of who I really am underneath the flesh. I am a trifle afraid, actually, of your more human customs and mannerisms, and though I have lived as one of you for a long time, they are still quite foreign, to me. I may seem like a nice person, and in fact I am. Most of what is stated on my personnel dossier is true to me, and I would not say otherwise. I would say, however, that I am more articulate in my choice of words, though I am still quite...quiet under normal circumstances, as my dossier suggests. Under stress, however, I tend to get a little bit rash and abrasive, and also cynical and blunt at times, but I really do mean well."[/indent]

[b][u]Any skills?[/u][/b]
[u]Expert[/u]
[b]Class[/b] - Field and General Medicine ("I studied and worked as a doctor for many years, on both human and alien physiologies. I consider myself as one of the finest, in that regard.")
[b]Class[/b] - Combat Surgery ("Let it be said that a doctor who can operate on someone in the midst of a firefight is an expert in that field.")

[u]Skilled[/u]
[b]General[/b] - Electronics ("I run my own maintenance on my gear and the computers I use on the ship.")

[u]Proficient[/u]
[b]Combat[/b] - Marksmanship ("I daresay I am an alright shot, but I am still just a doctor in a ship full of trained marksman.")


[b][u]Anything you can do that us humans can't?[/u][/b][list]
[*]Cellular Healing Factor - "My kind have cells not unlike yours, but where your cells take days, to months, to even years to rebuild themselves, Therian cells are able to heal wounds and regrowth flesh within minutes to hours, depending on severity. We are even able to regrow muscle and bone, even cranial matter, but those take far more time, akin to your human rates of bone growth."
[*]Shape-shifting - "As I have stated above, my kind are primarily asexual, but we found early on that if we wanted to survive our world, we needed to assume forms that could easily change and adapt to our harsh homeworld. Thus, we became shape-shifters. The me that you see now could easily become another person in the span of seconds."
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