Name: Fara Cyria
Title/ rank: Princess (by birth, not heir to thrown.)
Common name: Princess Fara
Species: Human (technically has some alien ancestry, but for all intents and purposes she is human)
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance: Far is a short, skinny girl, standing four and a half feet tall. Her skin is pale and muscle mass underwhelming do to health issues and spending most of her life on royal space stations. She has long, blonde hair, reaching down to her waist. She keeps her hair straight unless necessary to do otherwise. She rarely wears formal 'Princessy' dresses, opting for more simple (but still fairly nice, she is royalty after all) combination of a smooth, sleeveless shirt; short skirt; and leggings. The color of these vary from day to day depending one what she is in the mood to wear, but white and black are the most common. In addition to that, often has a long-sleeved, light coat, and an over-the-shoulder bad to keep stuff in.

Personality: Fara's background has given her a complex personality. In many ways she is very mature for her age, and in many ways she's still a child at heart. She's very kind and humble, but strict royal training means she doesn't always know how to show it. Mature or not, the awkward place in her life cycle makes her emotions fragile. She fairly clever and she tries to not let her physical, emotional, and societal limitations get in the way of what she wants to do.

Skills: In addition to english, she is passably fluent in most languages spoken by other species. She's a half-decent singer, despite having no formal training. She has a basic understand of diplomacy. And she has enough weapons training to be able to shoot most guns, although her small stature makes most guns impractical.

Equipment: A Royal Plasma Pistol for self defence. It's a pretty average plasma pistol, just fancier-looking. It packs enough punch to knock down the average human adult, but it has difficulty with armor.

Background: Princess Fara Cyria was born to the fully-human Queen Cyria and the half-human King Curia. Despite having an older brother in line to be the next king, King Cyria insisted she have proper training as royalty. Said training stunted her emotional growth somewhat. King Cyria died when she was 9, and afterwards the Queen eased up on her training, but still couldn't take care of her properly do to tending to the Empire and training her brother. Alfred Vossler started acting as somewhat of a father figure to her, but a lack proper parents took a toll on her emotional development.

Other stuff: Poison aside, Fara has always been a bit of a sickly kid. Health issues have stunted her growth and makes to hard for her to maintain a healthy weight, leaving her to be fairly physically weak for her age, but her health has stabilized, leaving her a bit better off. Also, being the daughter of the rulers of the Third Star means she pledged her allegiance to the Third Star long before she even knew what that meant.

Name: Alfred Vossler
Title/ rank: Commander
Common name: Commander Vossler
Species: Human
Age: 50.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Years of war has made Vossler look a lot older than he really is. He'd be exactly average height if he stood straight, but he usually doesn't. He hair is grey, and several scars on his face makes it more rinkelly that he should be. His scruffy beard and his tendency to wear tattered clothes don't help him look any younger. Despite how bad he looks, he can still keep up with healthy 20 year olds physically.

Vossler also has some distant germanic ancestry, remanence of which has remained in his appearance and his accent.

Personality: Vossler has been thought a lot, you can tell by his exhausted tone of voice. War has beaten out the optimism out of him, leaving him with a cold, pessimistic outlook on life. He tries his best to look on the bright side but often finds there is no bright side to look at through his perspective. Despite that, he has a firm belief that killing is wrong and should be avoided at all costs, but he'll also be the first to tell you that killing can't always be avoided. His only motivation anymore is to try to keep as many people from going through the same stuff he has. While he has had no biological children, he acts as the best father figure to Fara that he can.

Skills: Having been a commander for 20 years, he has much experience as both a commander and, when necessary, a political officer. He has training in various weapons. Before he became a commander, he was a pilot of large ships, and so he can pilet something like Aurora pretty easily, although he'd prefer to leave that to a designated pilot.

Equipment: He has a plasma pistol on him at all times. (it's functionally identical to Fara's) He also has a High-Caliber Ion Rifle, weapon capable of tearing through standard soldier armor like butter, although he usually doesn't keep it with him unless he is anticipating a fight. It's a fair amount more powerful than the standard Ion Rifle. He also has some standard handheld communication equipment on him most of the time.

Background: When Alfred was younger, he wanted to travel the stars. Being a military commander wasn't what he had in mind. If you were to ask him how many people he has killed in his career, he would simply say "too many".

Vossler has seen a lot. He's seen thousands of people die, many to his own hands. He seen planets torn apart by war. He's seen stars destroyed. He has played a part in winning 4 wars, and has been in more battles than he could count, and won most of them.

Other stuff: Being a military commander, he officially pledged his allegiance to the Third Star as part of his promotion ceremony.

Name: Devin (Devin Terrall if he's posing as a human)

Title/ rank: None (He is assigned to the ship, but is secondary to all sapient crew, starting with the noble family)

Common name: Devin

Species: Android

Species description: An artificial lifeform. While he was designed to mimic humans, including the ability to consume organic food and convert carbohydrates and proteins into electricity and excrete what's left, the fact that his brain is electronically based means that he can directly interface with computers. His internal power supply only lasts for 48 hours without recharge. His reaction time is only 10ms, as opposed to human times of 150 to 250ms, and he has superior hand eye coordination.
Other than the limited battery life, he is also limited by a modified version of the three laws of robotics:
1) He may not directly injure a sapient being or, through inaction, allow a sapient being under its protection to come to harm.
2) A robot must obey orders given it by a sapient being that is superior to it in its chain of command, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3) A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

Age: He was constructed at the Cyrian City University by Dr. Hymiah and given to the royal family as a gift upon the birth of their daughter Fara. He appears to be a human male in his mid twenties.

Gender: Anatomically male

Appearance:
5'8" tall, Brown hair and eyes, medium build. He was designed to look as average and nonthreatening as possible, even down to his mannerisms. He usually wears basic dress clothes befitting a servant of the royal family, though aboard a military ship he may wear a standard military uniform or even a dress uniform for special occasions.

Personality: Determined to aid those he is sworn to protect. He does occasionally like to correct people on their mistakes, but isn't too harsh about it, as human emotional upset could be seen as harm to them.

Skills: He was designed as a servant and tutor robot, but can apply much of his technical knowledge to real life. Skills he currently has loaded: Piloting, Mechanical Engineering, Physics

Equipment: He has a standard ionic stun pistol, for use in an emergency. It causes extreme pain to those targeted, but will only kill if the person is already near death.
Other than this, he has only what the ship has available.

Background: He was originally built to test a new prototype sentient AI brain, but when the tests showed a problem in its core design which caused rapid degradation, they had to go back to scratch. Dr. Hymiah managed to stabilize it, but much of its function was lost. The damaged sections were repaired by grafting a non-sentient military AI's behavior core into his brain, and his chain of command was designated as the royal family lineage.
He was loaded with technical data from the university and sent to the Royal Family as a gift from Dr. Hymiah, where he was meant to act as a tutor to their children. The fragments of his prototype brain allows him to understand psychology far better than most non-sentient AI, but appears to have no other benefit over a standard non-sentient military brain.
Even with that shortcoming, he declared his alliance to the Empire of the Third Sun, and to the royal family upon his transfer to them.

Name: Kyle Johansen

Title/ rank: Lieutenant

Common name: Lt. Johansen

Species: Drocar/ human hybrid

Species description: 81% of his DNA is Reptilian. He has inner eyelids to protect against glare and salt water. His eyes can see into the infrared, so he is able to see heat signatures like an IR sensor. While a human starts experiencing hypoxia at 5000 ppm atmospheric CO2 content he is able to breath normally at up to 12000 ppm. He can also breath normally with 10% lower oxygen content in the air than humans require.
The Drocar DNA isn't perfectly compatible with the human segments, though, which has left him with an autoimmune disorder. He has to get monthly injections of immuno-nanites to prevent him from succumbing to disease, as it could be fatal.

Age: 17/ low 20s human equivalent

Gender: Male

Appearance:
He is only 5'2" tall and usually wears a military jumpsuit like the engineers.

Personality: He likes learning about other cultures and species. He's inquisitive and determined, but knows how to take a hint if you want him to leave you alone.

Skills: Linguistics (he has an extremely strong talent for this), Computers, electronic security, communications technology

Equipment: Nanotube weave armor, Dual type Ion pistol (can be set to stun to render people unconscious or kill to superheat the area where they are hit, severely injuring him)

Background: Two thousand years ago deep space scouts came across an almost ideal world in a trianary star system, the world which would eventually become the homeworld of the Empire of the Third Star. The CO2 levels were a bit high, the oxygen a bit low, and the planet a bit warm, but the planet already had native life on it, as well as the ruins of an alien settlement. The planet was terraformed to be inhabitable by humans in only a few decades and scientists quickly began studying the ruins, soon followed by colonists.

The study of the ruins was remarkably slow, however, as even with two thousands years of study the xenoarcheologists were unable to decipher the most common language in the ruins. One of those archeologists, Dr. Fredrick Johansen, had a radical plan, however. They had genetic samples of seven of the reptilian aliens who lived here, taken from their graves. He had a geneticist friend at Cyrian City University combine the DNA from multiple samples into a stable code, using Dr. Johansen's own DNA for the parts where they didn't have enough stable material, then grow the resulting being in an artificial womb. Dr. Johansen adopted the child as his son, naming him Kyle and educated him in xenoarcheology and the native beings as soon as he was able to begin school.

Kyle learned and grew more quickly than a human child and, at the age of eight, was able to decipher enough of the alien language that the archeologists could decipher the rest. The alien race's name, the Drocar, was taken from another race's language, as the Drocar written language is pictographic, not phenographic. Kyle learned to decrypt the Drocar datacrystals found in the ruins, discovering a talent for it, and, as he was no longer needed at the ruins, his father allowed him to join the military's Deep Space division. He hoped to find additional Drocar ruins or even a colony, though he knew that was unlikely.

He took his oath to the Empire of the Third Star and was assigned as communications officer aboard the RES Aurora.

Other stuff: Sometimes he has dreams of the planet the way it used to be, and the Drocar that used to live here. Very rarely these dreams don't just stay on this world, and switch to another rainforest world. The second world feels modern, somehow, and both types of dream feel entirely real, as if he was awake but in a different body.

Victor was born severely disabled with deformities to his arms, legs, spinal column and left eye. From birth, he was virtually paralyzed from the neck down. Due to his extreme disability, his parents abandoned him to the Third Star Capital Hospital when he was still an infant, where he lived out his childhood in a hospital bed until he reached the age of 14. At that point, one of the medical scientists of the hospital proposed rebuilding Victor with cybernetics and, after several weeks of debate among hospital directors, it was decided that it was in everyone’s best interest to make Victor an active contributor to society. The necessary arrangements were made.

At the age of 14 and 6 months, the operation was underway. Victor’s arms, legs, spinal column and left eye were replaced by Cybernetics, while a computerized device, called a CR-1 (Cybernetic Regulator – 1) was implanted next to his heart to regulate and stabilize his Bio and Bionic systems. In addition, due to the stress that these extreme cybernetic additions would cause his natural functions, Victor’s remaining skeletal structure was also replaced with a newly developed alloy, while the natural ability for his biological systems to grow any further was permanently stunted. Despite having his bones, limbs and left eye replaced with artificial components, Victor’s brain and other major thoracic and abdominal organs remained human.

For the next few months Victor underwent a grueling process of rehabilitation that would ultimately help him learn to function by natural human standards. But alas, Victor took some time adjusting to his superior physical strength, and three weeks into his rehabilitation he accidentally killed one of the therapists in charge of his care. This incident created some obvious problems… and desperately panicked by the fact that the hospital directors ordered that he be captured and contained for further processing, Victor broke free from his ward and escaped the hospital.

Victor spent the next month or two living on the streets of the Capital, stealing food to survive and hiding in the shadows until he met a young girl by the name of Laika, another teenage runaway. Victor and Laika quickly became close friends, living and battling to stay alive by their wits and brawn on the streets of The Third Star Capital, until one day they heard of a way they might be able to escape that life forever….

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Name: Eydis Kuit Mhic Corra
Title/rank: Head Medic
Common name: Corra
Species: Human
Age: 23 years old
Gender: Female
Appearance: Eydis's appearance may strike the eyes of other characters due to her bright orange/red hair. They are paired with icy blue eyes and dozens of freckles. Thin scars that carry up her arms and onto her lower neck and shoulders are barely visible to the human eye. She stands at 5'9" and carries herself with dignity. She has a mesomorph physique, but is a bit more lean. Most important thing to note: Small hands and feet.
Personality: Temperament-Phlegmatic. Eydis gives the cold shoulder to almost anyone, especially towards androids and cyborgs (she tends to call them 'human impersonators'). She does warm up to a select few (including children and animals) and grows attached quickly. If brought to the situation, she will risk her life for anyone or anything, no matter who they may be. Eydis is slow at times and conversations tend to go over her head when they include mechanical or advanced technical knowledge. She doesn't like to speak often, but when she gets going it's hard to shut her up. Eydis is surprising a very organized individual and likes things being clean.
Skills: Eydis is actually talented in hand-to-hand combat, preferring bruises and broken ribs to plasma/laser burns. She has an extensive knowledge of medicine and is easily calm in tense situations. Eydis can make do with what her surroundings give her if necessary.
Equipment: Eydis usually carries a pulse rifle, slung over her shoulder most of the time. She also carries a six-inch knife, the sheath attached to her handy-dandy belt. Also on her belt are two pouches containing pain-killers, a cauterizing pen, and varies sorts of medical supplies. Stowed away in her chest pocket is a bronze medallion, attached to a thin brass chain.
Other: She has declared an allegiance with the Empire of the Third Star. Don't know how strong that allegiance is.

Delu Shaim

Species: Human.

Height: 5’7” (173.736cm)

Weight: 189lbs (85.74kilo)

Default Eye Color: Green.

Default Hair Color: Auburn, leaning a little towards red.

Default Complexion: Caucasian.

Gender: Female.

Rank: First Officer (First Mate, second in command)

POB: N/A

NOK: Petri dish None.







Delu Shaim was 21 years of age when she embarked on the Voyage to save the Princess. Destination… some inconveniently located hospital!

About Delu

Although her Personnel Profile states Delu was born in the outskirts of the third Star Capital in a little place called Marion Minor, there is no one in Marion Minor who would recall such a girl. Her birthplace, as were a number of specifications on her personnel records, was falsified, yet not of her own doing. Delu’s came into the world by no likely means. Her existence is accredited to the questionable scientists of the TSSRRC (Third Star Scientific Royal Research Center), where the creation of Delu was commissioned and approved by the RSRA (Royal Scientific Research Alliance). The creation of Delu was not considered an experiment, however, but a deliberate and exacting project to create a very specific strain of human with the new and highly classified development of Genome Technology. Delu was to become the first of her kind, a new and fully biological advanced form of soldier to guard, keep, and fight for those of noble bloodlines, and, at least for now, the RSRA’s dirty little secret.

The purpose behind the creation of Delu was fairly basic, to create a woman with not only the heightened instinctual traits of a woman, but to also combine those traits with a great number of unlocked human potential that would, in future ages, aid in the preservation of humankind. In effect, Delu was constructed to be the perfect protector, hunter, provider, caregiver and reproductive system. The ultimate human Female. If no complications came of Delu’s introduction to the word, at least nothing that couldn’t be easily fixed, the secret would be revealed to the general populous of the Third Star and a superior race of human kind would be thereafter established.

The first 6 months of Delu’s life was spent in a maturation chamber, and from there raised by a number of specialists specifically qualified and sworn to secrecy in the aiding of her development, education and other specialized training. At the age of 17, Delu was released from the confines of her quarters in TSSRRC facility, and under strict observation was allowed to live on her own in the great city of the third Star Capital, where she enrolled in the leading Capitals University and proceeded to excel at the top of her class in every manner of subject and exercise. On account of her remarkable achievements, she graduated early and, under direct instruction from the RSRA, served as Ensign for a year on one of the Third Star’s space Station, Elysium Prime, where she went on to successfully complete various Special Operations, normally befitting those well beyond her status and rank.

The unprecedented endangerment of the Princesses life opened up a new world of possibilities for Delu in the minds of the RSRA administration, and a conference was held to discuss Delu’s immediate future. After careful considerations, it was decided that her talents were no less perfect for a mission of magnitude and importance that the initiative to save the princess provided. In a sense, that’s exactly what she was created for. Subsequently, Delu was elevated in rank and ordered to serve on the (RES) Aurora.

Naturally, just who and what Delu actually is will remain classified to all members of crew on board the Aurora. At the risk of Delu possibly malfunctioning and ultimately putting the mission and the life of the Princess at further risk, Delu’s presence on board is the RSRA’s secret experiment to prove her worth as their new and advanced humanoid species.

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The only people in a position to provide any in-depth account of Delu’s personality, were the handful of scientists and specialized doctors that raised her, but you can be sure that their opinion of Delu would be more of an analytical diagnostic than anything relatable to the layman. There otherwise isn’t a great deal of public opinion involving Delu’s personality, most existing community views stand as nothing more than pure speculation, as she hadn’t take part in a broad range of social activities or personal relationships. The professors, scholars and other mentors of the TSSRRC facility might be able to supply standard and concurring reports, something along the lines of ‘hard working, intelligent, overachieving, punctual and overall congenial yet detached demeanor’, but it wouldn’t be fully accurate and far from composing any comprehensive depiction of her personality. The same would stand for those she worked near in her time served on board the Space Stations Elysium; her roles there were widely removed from common practice and general populous involvement. On a whole, despite commonly being in view of the community, Delu led a somewhat reserved, or what one might even be inclined to call, a lonely existence.

The problem was that affiliations of a personal nature, such as the ties of friendship or more intimate relations, were an obvious threat to RSRA’s need to contain their secret about Delu. Her interactions in the community were closely monitored and under escort of direct transmission based communication. As one might imagine, for a girl that was specifically engineered to be an evolved and perfect woman in every respect, these regulations created some conflicting issues with the development of Delu’s disposition.

The most prevalent issue associated with Delu’s lack of experience in social conduct and personal relationships, is that it didn’t provided her with the stimulus needed in the proper development of her personal growth. Although many intricacies of her personality would be products of her engineered genetic construct, many personality traits have yet to mature and, in some cases, be discovered.

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A specialized examination performed on Delu at the age of 18, produced some very promising results, said results being adherent to the ambitions of the scientist who created her.

Fortitude.



Sensory perception.



Immune structure.



Physical Prowess.



…Other Natural Abilities

- Can change her hair, eye and skin pigmentation at will, and subtly reform her muscular features to alter her visual identity to that of different ethnic or exotic appearances.
- Can hold her breath for up to 20 minutes without inhibiting her natural functions. Will die after 40 minutes of oxygen deprivation.
- Has an IQ of 185.
- Photgraphic/Eidetic memory.

Other Trained skills

- Natural and trained expert in all manner of deception.
- Advanced in computer and mechanical science and engineering.
- Advanced in the handling and application of weaponry in and out of combat.
- Advanced in various forms of hand to hand combat.
- Advancements in piloting all manner of Third Star air, land and space veering Vehicles.

Delu’s Weapons

Tork:With her knowledge in computer and mechanical science, Delu created her own primarily used weapon. It has a similar shape to a gun and is called a ‘’Tork‘’. Tork is kept in the holster on her right hip. Tork has it’s own self-sustaining power cell that is in a constant state of recharge as long as there is any amount of light present. In the absence of any light, the weapons power supply will diminish according how much it is used. Tork works on the principle of highly volatile plasma discharge that is manufactured by the power cell itself, leaving no reason for reloading or the carrying of ammunition. Tork has three settings of firepower.

Knife: Closely resembles a hunting knife. The knifes blade is 8 inches and made of a recently developed blueish colored alloy that will cut through the majority of metals and will not blunt.

Delu’s Other Carried Items

A pocket size torch/flashlight: The torch has a self-sustaining power cell that works on the same principle as her gun. I know this might sound crazy, since a torch that needs light to recharge is defiantly ironic, but the fact is that the power cell can recharge by the torches own light. Call it a type self-contained recycling of energy.

(I’ll add more items later if I feel the need haha.)



Delu’s noted likes:



Delu’s noted dislikes:



Delu's Cherished items:

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Name: Rizavi Raspitan
Title/rank: Assistant Medic
Common name: Rizavi Raspitan
Species: Human
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance: Rizavi has light skin, a short feminine build, brown eyes and dyed hair. She usually opts for more mobile and comfortable clothes but is known to dress formally when the occasion calls for it.

Personality: Rizavi is an ignorant ball of sunshine that always tries to make amends out of all and any situations no matter how bad. She likes seeing others laugh and generally avoids negativity. Being born sheltered and hidden from the darkness of the world, the worst hardships she has faced is accidentally breaking one of her many belongings. Absolutely delusional, Rizavi goes around spreading her optimism wherever she goes. Though don’t let her outward behaviour fool you, she isn’t as air headed as one might believe. She’s actually very good and reading and understanding other people and has a dedicated passion to learning and gathering information.

Skills: Rizavi has extensive medical and biological knowledge and is practically a walking encyclopaedia. Though she lacks experience, she more than makes up for it in the sheer amount that she knows. As a believer of food being the key to one's heart, she is also an excellent cook. Acquiring information is also another big strong point Rizavi has. She forgets almost nothing.

Equipment: Rizavi carries a first aid and a basic survival kit with her in case of emergency. She also has a small plasma pistol but the pacifist inside her never bothered to properly learn how to use it.

Background: The Raspitan’s are an extremely well-off family that are distantly related to the royals. The bulk of the money they comes from business investments that have been made all over the Empire of the Third Star. When Rizavi’s parents decided to settle down that’s when she was brought to this world. She was yet another successful investment the couple made. Rizavi was a golden child that some would say lived a perfect life. She had the most loving parents anyone could ask, earned screaming grades in school, she could get anything she wanted and had endless opportunities in life. Though her parents tried their best not to spoil her, their endless love, just like fruit, turned her overripe, soft and fragile.

Rizavi’s irrational passion to make absolutely everyone happy naturally lead her into healthcare. She graduated from a prestigious medical school early at the top of her class and continued to learn and study in her own time. It was no secret Rizavi had a lot of potential as a medic. She currently works at one of her parents’ hospitals.

Other stuff: Rizavi proudly swears allegiance to the Empire of the Third Star (not that she really knows what that means)