Player Name:
Manic Pixie



Character Name:
Marlene Lyons

Character Age:
29 (22nd August, 2192)

Character Gender:
Female

Appearance:
At 5'6" and ~145 pounds, Marlene's frame is decidedly petite. Regular high-intensity cardio and weight lifting have toned the lean muscle in her arms, shoulders, belly and legs. Her skin is pale and mostly unblemished, save for a handful of tattoos, the most prominent of which is a bold, brazen "67" on her right tricep. Her hair is platinum blonde and chopped down to military regs, with just enough bangs to sweep to one side. Her eyes are a vivid sea blue.

Profession:
Dual-Vocation MOS, Fighter Pilot/Small Craft Mechanic

Nationality:
Martian

Strengths:
Combat prowess and experience, works well under pressure, overall very good at adapting to new situations and confronting new challenges.

Weaknesses:
Egotistical, awful bro mentality when broing it up with bros, biased, exceedingly bad at expressing or communicating her emotions.

Personal Effects:
Several notebooks of 200 series and 500 series sketching and drawing paper, which are filled with graphite artwork, cover to cover. Books, photo albums, music, presumably stored on some kind of electronic device. Her father's dog tags, or whatever equivalent identifying attire Martian marines are given.

Bio:
Marlene was born into a long and storied lineage of military service, dating back to the American revolutionary war, as best anybody could reckon. Her father, a special forces operative in the Martian armed forces, was an inspiration: capable, resilient, intelligent and a family man, Maric Lyons was his daughter's guiding light, and the standard by which all others would be judged throughout her life.

That said, her memories are clouded by his electronic footprint: videos and pictures, as well as stories from other family members, that paint a portrait of the man that she assumes her father to have been. She's incapable of complete certainty, because Maric perished in the Three Day War.

Maric was deployed to Ceres Station during the Three Day War, alongside a contingent of other Martian troopers and Fleeters. They sacrificed themselves to ensure that thousands of men and women survived the Battle of Series, and Marlene would forever use his martyrdom to justify her perfect memory of Maric.

Marlene began her mandatory military service at 17, impressing her recruiters with her mechanical know how—polished over the course of several years spent fixing things at home, from simple machines up to cars and farm equipment—her general aptitude, and her stellar eyesight. When she was offered a contract to undergo a fighter q-course, Marlene jumped at the opportunity.

Outperforming her classmates, Marlene graduated from flight school with top marks. She'd go on to endure SERE, extra-atmospheric boarding procedures and survival training, and Hostile Climate Performance School. Thereafter, she spent a significant amount of time familiarizing herself with the Martian armed forces' stock interceptors and bomber, training both to use them in combat and to fix and maintain them.

By the time that she applied for the Genesis Project, Marlene was commanding her own flight wing, despite her age. She was a well-respected member of the Martian military with a handful of commendations on her dossier, and plenty of metal pinned to her Dress A's. Both her prowess as a pilot and her talent with a spanner earned her a spot on the Vitae as a member of an interceptor wing.

She elected to bring her mother on-board, as she was a civil engineer and, of course, Marlene's only remaining family. One tearful goodbye later, they were both safely aboard the Vitae, Marlene's mother to be awoken if and when humanity found a shiny new home.

Since their abrupt escape from Sol, Marlene has spent most of her days aboard the Vitae in abject, unabridged monotony. Her function as a fighter pilot, at this point, primarily involves extensive drills and training on simulation machines. Her function as a mechanic is primarily to service and maintain the compliment of small ships aboard the Vitae. On occasion, Marlene will find herself dragged along to some other mechanical project—even assisting engineering once in a blue moon—but, realistically speaking, her time aboard the Vitae hasn't been terribly dissimilar to her service in the Martian armed forces.

She does, however, miss solid ground.

Relationships:
TBD. Probably knows most of the cast in passing, but may not have a deep relationship with any of them. If anybody has any more solid ideas, feel free to hit me up.



Code Word:
spagooter, but no metbols