Name: Last name, First name
Age: The minimum age of a pilot fresh out of training is 20
Gender: Your pilot's gender
Origin: Your pilot's birthplace/nationality

Craft Specialization: Your pilot's preferred strike craft
Callsign/Codename: Nickname/Alias your Pilot goes by in combat
Kills: Your pilot's kill record. Obviously a fresh pilot should have pretty much no kills, whereas a veteran should have more. 'Ace' status is earned at 50 kills..

Psychological Analysis: Fancy talk for 'Personality'. Give me a good paragraph or so describing your character's personality. Rule of thumb: the more detail, the better.

Military Record: Your Character's background. Again, give me a few good paragraphs describing your character's history. Again, the more detail, the better.

Name: "Elijah" - is a recognizable collection of sounds somewhere in the middle of his full name
Age: 22 Earth years - Harridan equivalent of middle aged
Gender: Male
Origin: The Polaris system

Craft Specialization: Aegis II Space Superiority Fighter
Callsign/Codename: Spock
Kills: 27

Psychological Analysis:
Eccentric and jumpy, Xi'raliajahna Hx'anaka'raha Merahnelha (approximate phonetic spelling) - better known as "Elijah" or "Spock" by his comrades, is truly an oddball amongst the 144th Direwolves. Unlike most Harridans, Elijah is neither docile nor obedient, and can be flighty and dynamic. Highly intelligent and curious, Elijah is still relatively new to Terran technology, and is unsocialized and relatively new to most human colloquialisms and interactions. Analytic and calculating, Elijah's brain processes information quite quickly and he has a very logical disposition. He appears to have a deep seated hatred of Varaxians and could be considered a freedom fighter amongst Harridans. In battle, he seems to relish the idea of shooting down Varaxian pilots- strike craft pilots being attributed to the Empire's warrior caste, and reserved exclusively for those of the Varaxian race.

Military Record:
A relatively new addition to the Terran Systems Navy, Elijah was originally an engineer on board a Varaxian cruiser. When the Varaxian battlegroup was defeated in combat, Elijah led his fellow Harridans as they defended themselves against Terran boarders. When the Varaxian officer onboard the ship demanded Elijah take his Harridans on a suicide mission to set up an ambush, Elijah refused, and surrendered himself and his fellow Harridans to the authority of the Terran boarders, where they were taken as prisoners of war.

While a prisoner with the TSN, Elijah was onboard the TNS Wellington as him and his fellow Harridans were being transported to a prison facility. During a Varaxian surprise attack against the Wellington, the ship's life support systems were damaged as the ship made its escape. Rather than taking advantage of the chaos, Elijah and his fellow Harridans aided the humans in repairing the ship's life support systems, and through his and his comrades ingenuity, were able to repair the Wellington's life support system.

As both a sign of gratitude and a necessity of being shorthanded after the attack, Elijah and the Harridans were added as auxiliary engineering crew on board the TNS Wellington. While working on the systems of the Wellington, Elijah came across a flight training sim. After his first flight, the commander of the 144th Direwolves Marcus Knight- currently stationed on the TNS Wellington- took an interest in Elijah. Taking him, and several other talented Harridans, Marcus Knight incorporated them into the support crew of the 144th Direwolves, with Elijah being the first Harridan pilot in the Terran Systems Navy.

Though a controversial decision, The TSN was stretched thin with the growing war, and the defecting Harridans were slowly incorporated into a few Terran military units. Elijah has spent the last year as a pilot of the 144th Direwolves, and has earned the begrudging respect of most of his wingmates. Elijah 'aka' Spock has thus far expressed no reluctance against shooting down Varaxian Empire strike craft- exlusively piloted by Varaxian pilots, though he views the destruction of Varaxian naval vessels- with his indoctrinated comrades- as necessary, but regrettable deeds. Over the course of his year alongside human pilots, Elijah has earned the nickname 'Spock', both due to his status as alien, as well as the fact that his four-fingered hands, in their resting position resemble the 'Vulcan salute' from a centuries old classic series.

Name: Uodeen, Kalzar
Age: 45 Earth years
Gender: Male
Origin: Varaxian Homeworld/Varaxian

Craft Specialization: F-87 Aegis II Space Superiority Fighter but usually assigned the F-90 Albatross
Callsign/Codename: Traitor
Kills: 25 confirmed kills

Psychological Analysis: Kalzar is cold, calculated, strong in mind and body, focused and a decent pilot. His reactions are quick, he keeps to himself and is quiet, only communicating when he needs to. He hates his own kind, the Varaxians and kills them without mercy. When not in his ship he is making sure that he is prepared by constantly going through simulations of attacks of all kinds and is willing to give all information he can about his race, their tactics, weaponry, anything up until the point where he was exiled. He can speak the common tounge, and often reads science fiction and fantasy stories from the humans archives. The only issue of his that is noticeable is that he drinks whenever possible which can lead to mood swings, anger and sadness. He also is not the same color as his kind for he had his skin pigment put through intense surgery to have it changed to a crimson red and has scarred a marking on his forehead, the mark of a traitor to his kind.

Military Record: Kalzar was born apart of the lower class and lived much of his life having to deal with never being good enough to be apart of anything except for picking up the scraps. He was drafted into the empires army at a young age to become a pilot, he liked the change of scenery and made sure that he never went back to where he was.

He fought harder than most, studied tactics all the time, practiced as much as he could so that when he graduated he was a capable fighter, but his class status would never allow him to become anything more than a fighter pilot. It filled him with rage on the inside, he kept those feelings inside and hidden in fear that if he did he would lose the one thing he actually found some joy in.

During one of his first missions as a part of the army he fought a pilot that took him all the way out of the fray with the majority of the fighting becoming farther and farther away, the fight was intense, neither of them able to get a good shot off on the other until finally Kalzar was able to score a hit, but no training prepared him for the will of an actual human being, at the last second he was able to get a missile off and damaged Kalzar's ship. He maneuvered and was able to crash land on an unknown planet.

Unfortunately the human had crash landed near him on the same planet, Kalzar got out of his ship and prepared to finish the job. The human had the same idea, and they fought for what seemed like for hours, until something intervened. A creature appeared and was larger than either of the two shaped like a member of the feline variety but with six legs scales instead of fire and spikes protruding from its back, with fangs and claws that could rip either of them into shreds, soon the fighting stopped and the running began. Each trying to get a further ahead of the other.

Then they fell down a hole in the floor, they both fell for some time and hit hard on the on the rock. They both sustained injuries that made them incapable of moving. The cave provided shelter and water when it rained. Both Kalzar and the human that became known to him as David began to use words as their means of violence. Neither of them gave in both arguing for days about who's fault it was for the war, who was in the right and wrong. It would mostly end in silence with either of the two giving up an inch. But over time David made case after case for why the human race had no choice but to declare war, he even produced a screen that showed Kalzar the moment of first contact. Kalzar had never seen the footage before, it was always told but never shown him as a child that the humans were the first to show hostilities and that his race was reacting in defense. He learned that this was called indoctrination, a human word for having your mind manipulated at a young age to believe something that might actually not be fact.

It was hard for him to swallow, but it proved a point, maybe his kind were truly in the wrong. Soon cracks began to form in his faith and beliefs. David's wounds were recovering better than his and soon he left the cave. Kalzar felt that he had been abandoned, to die a slow death and that is what David was making sure would happen, but David came back, with some kind of wood and meet. He then made a fire, cooked the meat and handed some over to Kalzar. He learned that this was "compassion", that David couldn't, no matter how badly he wanted to, to leave Kalzar to die.

After two years of being stranded the two of them became close, closer than he had ever been with anyone of his own kind. He learned much about the human race, their ethics, history how class type societies were less common and that humanity as a whole were equal and had rights, they had friends, family and loved ones. He also learned much about David, how he was an ace pilot for the human military, how he had a wife and kids, respect from his commanders and friends waiting for him to get back to them. Where Kalzar only had soldiers and institutions that raised him. He told David of the class system and about his kind and where he stood in the world. Their greatest achievement together was hunting and killing the beast that had hunted them before. It was the first time that he thinks that he every felt joy, and it was shared with a human, someone who he was taught at a young age to be his enemy.

Eventually a small Varaxian ship landed with four of his kind leaving the ship and searching the land, they found the cave that the two had been living in and eventually Kalzar and David were found. The treated David as they normally treated humans, as an immediate, inferior threat. They began shoving him, kicking him, knocking him down. And Kalzar was told to stay there and watch. But he couldn't, he couldn't just stand their and watch David be treated the way that he did. So he did something he never thought that he would have the courage to do. He struck at the four of his kind, he killed two of them from behind, took their guns, gave one to David and wounded the other two. They called Kalzar a traitor, that he would betray his own kind for a...a human, in which Kalzar retorted in kind that his eyes had been opened, he told them of how their kind were being manipulated into this war, but they spat at him, telling him they were human lies and that humans were only good for slaves, food and weapon practice. It disgusted him now, he told the two other Varaxians that they could send for help, tell them of what he did and that he will no longer be a part of their army. And that any who come at the humans, will then become enemies of his and will be killed on site. He then took a blade from one of the aliens and carved a mark into his forehead, the mark of a traitor. David and Kalzar then took the enemy ship and returned the human to his home.

When he entered the human vessel he was met with hostility at first. But Kalzar surrendered immediately and was vouched for by David, who was received with joy, hugs and handshakes, with this he was placed into a cell without harm and sat there while David fought for him. He was then placed in chains as he figured would happen and was placed in interrogation where he gave the humans information, whether they believed him or not was up to them. After a large amount of time, they eventually began to tolerate him, keeping him in his cell but allowing him small liberties, food, visiting time with David and whoever decided to speak to him, which were kids mostly, sneaking into the room to get a glance at him before getting caught and told to leave the room. It was a few months of this happening when they had received scans that enemy ships were en route to theirs.

Kalzar and David made their case to give him a ship, it was refused, so Kalzar gave them something to have over him, much to the disapproval of David. He would have a bomb implanted onto his skull, where if there were signs of any betrayal they would just hit the trigger and kill him. He also told them to give him an old model ship, mark the ship with the same marking on his forehead and in the same crimson colour and place a bomb with a similar trigger in it. Then he made his weirdest request, to have the pigment of his skin changed from their natural bluish hue to a crimson red. When asked why, he told them that it represented his loyalty to the human race. That the blood that would be spilled would be of the attackers that threaten their kind.

After much deliberation they reluctantly accepted as they were short of men able to fight and the threat was coming closer. Kalzar with his new skin colour and accessories added to him took his ship and helped defend the human vessel.

He had gained some respect but it wasn't enough to gain their trust, and those of the higher order still felt that he was a spy or a threat, so they would keep him in his cell until he was needed. He helped in a number of campaigns David was able to get him a computer pad that would run simulations for him to keep him occupied when he was alone.

Then a time came when the Federation's 144 Division were looking for pilots. David, gaining more fame as a pilot with his work on the ship and on the battlefield grew in rank and influence, he recommended that Kalzar be sent to this division.

Under the conditions that he be kept in a modified cell, where he would stay until it was necessary to release him and then only able to go to his ship and return only to go immediately back to his cell again and for
that his cell would be more than just four walls of enhanced glass, that he would be given basic accommodations, a bed, standard military type and a desk with a working computer that didn't need to be connected to a server but was given discs with simulations on them as well as discs with books on them so that he can read, preferably fantasy or science fiction books of the past, he seemed to like them more than any others.

Once approved and prepared to be shipped out he said goodbye to his only friend David, who said that he was sorry for the conditions that he was in. Kalzar told David that he understood and had accepted his fate a long time ago, as long as he could help he would endure. That David would be his best friend far beyond the lifespan of their beings. They shook hands and David hugged him, it was the oddest but warming feeling he had ever felt. With a wave goodbye he was shipped in chains to his new Division.