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I think my character will work best if he's employed by one of yours :)

[hider=My character]Name: Prog D’Runo.
Gender: Male.
Age: 26.
Appearance: Prog is an insectiod, roughly the same size as a full grown human male. Like every other Ennochi Progs body is protected by a hard exoskeleton and feature a pair of embarrassingly (for a species that was once capable of flight) small wings on the back, beneath two protective moveable plates. His exoskeleton is dark brown and is crisscrossed by a myriad of tiny veins that, if he lets his mind slip, changes colour to show off his true emotions. Progs body reflects his active lifestyle and any observer can see that he is not as sleek and streamlined as most of his species, instead his limbs have more in common with the arms and legs of humans, which becomes increasingly bumpy as they increase their physical strength. There is indeed little to say about the appearance of Prog, as most non-Ennochi would only be able to tell him apart from another Ennochi by the colour of his exoskeleton. 

He doesn’t wear much clothes, since he doesn’t need the protection like soft species. He does wear a light brown poncho-like garment with holes for his primary arms and a belt (underneath) that allows him to carry stuff around as he lacks pants with pockets.
Race/Species: Ennochi.
Social Class: Lower upper class.

Personality: Prog is the calm cliff in the roaring ocean storm. It takes a lot for him to delve into emotional thought processes and no one would ever call him impulsive. He isn’t stuck-up though, only a naturally calm, collected and well-balanced individual. 
Skills: Prog is a master martial artist and more than proficient with standard firearms. He has also picked up a lot of “handy” skills that can be useful on a spaceship and takes great pride in being able to do SOMETHING in any room of the ship (or sometimes outside it). He can change a spark plug, rewire electronics, boil pasta, clean a toilet, read a star chart, do a barrel roll and use a laser-cutter. But if you want it done well, you probably want someone else to do it. 
Likes/Dislikes: Above all Prog dislikes waste and meaninglessness. If it doesn’t have a point, get rid of it. Rather strangely Prog likes to surround himself with experts, people who possess uncanny knowledge, skill or other attributes. They give him something to strive towards and instantly earn his respect.
Goals: Prog wants to be present and discover something fantastic.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Progs greatest strengths are his physical prowess and a mind that is always willing to evolve. However, his constant jumping from subject to subject leaves him with a false sense of proficiency. His calm demeanor can also make him slow to act if the situation shifts unexpectedly.
Occupation: Mercenary/Scrapper/adventurer.

Basic Backstory: Prog was born and brought up on a Ennochi colony circling one of the many planets that makes up the ring galaxy. Growing up among other Ennochi was easy and Prog didn’t actually lay eyes on an alien until he was well into his teens. As a member of the upper class he and his family had many doors open and could basically pick and choose any career. When he was a child Prog was fascinated by the Leviathans and the incredible threat they posed, as well as their actual beings. Sentient, self-replicating machines. It sounded like a modern fairy tale, but he also understood that they were as real as him. 

When the time came to pick an occupation Prog couldn’t decide, he went into the military to buy himself some time. There he was taught how to use firearms, tactics and martial arts, which would become his go-to skill. 
The Ennochi military is not an offensive one and during his training Prog was never actually deployed in the field, but did go through several hours of simulations and other training regimes designed to emulate realistic situations. 

After finishing his training Prog still had no idea what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. He decided to travel to find a purpose, grabbed some money from the safe and got on the first ship that left the colony. Some ten or twenty planet jumps later he was running low on funds and realised that he either had to make his way back home or get a job to pay for himself. His lack of productive skills made him unwanted in most circles and the job he could take wasn’t something he was willing to do. By chance he stumbled into a “situation” by the spaceport and deployed his skills to aid the local law enforcement. At the same time he caught the eye of a small trading company. They were sending a shipment through “hostile territory”, ie close to the planets that were regularly under Leviathan attack and wanted some extra security. 
Prog took several contracts like that and eventually found himself in scrapper territory. Again acting as security. To this day Prog has faced and destroyed three Leviathans.
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I like it! Adding!