Well-built and 5’9, Oribara’s got an aggressive look to him, from his dynamically bold eyebrows to his blade-sharp tattoos. His complexion is a tanned olive, and his ears are pierced, filled with whatever metal accessories he feels like for the day. There is certainly an aesthetic that he prescribes towards, one that’s as visually loud as he’s verbally loud, and Oribara makes no attempt to hide his disdain for anything that cramps his style. Power Armor? PPEs? Weather-appropriate clothing? Fine suits? Fuck that noise, brother. Muscle training makes up for not having to stuff yourself into those metal coffins, that’s for sure, and if you can’t shrug off a bullet or a dozen, you were never cut out for artifact hunting to begin with.

Personality
There is no universe where Oribara Senjoushi has an inside voice. Loud and brash, he adheres to the idea that stealth is optimal, but optimal never happens. As such, when delving through the ancient ruins of the previous era, Oribara is loud as fuck for the sole purpose of sussing out any creatures that might be hostile to others. He’s a failure as a Trailblazer if he doesn’t identify what living threats there are in the environment, after all! That sort of audacious loud-mouthedness pervades into every other bit of his life as well, and for all his skill in his work, there’s no question about it: the dude’s a goddamn idiot whose willing to run his mouth about anything towards anyone, and has absolutely no sense of shame or tact either. There’s no tricks and no gimmicks behind Oribara’s words, just a brutal honesty that often backfires due to his inherent social stupidity. He always has words to say, after all, but his hot-headedness means that the words he says may not always be the right ones.

There is also no universe, however, where Oribara will break his promises or leave his comrades to die. He’s a hot-headed idiot, and that same idiocy means that he’s not ever going to believe in that cynical shittalk about things being impossible. Fuck that noise, that’s not how he rides! No one gets to die on Oribara’s watch, especially if they’re a couple days from retirement or promised to confess to their loved ones after the expedition. After all, in a world like this, where it’s a miracle already to make it to adolescence, every life is worth the blood shed to save it.

Brief Backstory
To get to where he is now, Oribara started at an early age.

Even in his earliest memories, he was a scavenger, rummaging through the rotten underbelly of Mai-Tao, slipping in through pipes and plunging into steaming tunnels to strip copper wiring for reselling on the black market. It was dangerous and worthless work, but it was the work that urchins could afford.

Oribara got lucky though.

He ended up getting scouted, and his job became dangerous but worthwhile. It took time, of course. It was painful too. Hurt his head to learn how to read and do math. Sometimes, he wondered if it was only on a whim that he, and no one else, was picked up and put through this. People he knew continued to die, continued to disappear. Sometimes, he’d come across their bodies. Sometimes, just their bones. There wasn’t too much of a difference, the slums of Mai-Tao and the domains of the artifacts. Both lethal. Both lawless.

No. There was a difference.

Oribara was alive in the latter, and dead in the former.

So no matter what he endured, no matter how hard he studied and worked, it was worth it, so long as he could keep venturing into these places, so long as he could do something to affect the lives of others who wanted so fervently to live.

At fifteen years of age, covered in blood and bruises, cradling three cracked ribs and a broken arm, Oribara realized that he wasn’t panting, but laughing.

He never looked back from there.

Only surrounded by unknowns did torchlight burn so bright.



Equipment: Skateboard, shotguns, spray cans, medkits, cartography tools, and travelling essentials. Being built as he is means that Oribara can carry a fair amount, and he takes advantage of that fact. No one knows how long it’d take to tag new locations, after all.

Faction: The Gatecrashers of Hell (colloquially known as the Trailblazers)

Name: Carina Stratos
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: Carina is a very dry young lady, to-the-point but also with a sense of humor that can be hard to catch because of her delivery and mannerisms. She keeps to herself, mostly, and can seem cold, but she's just looking out for herself.
Brief Backstory: Carina grew up with an artifact-hunting dad and a doting mother. She idolized her dad for the cool equipment he got to use, and the neat-o artifacts he sometimes brought home, though he sold most of them. Once, he brought her back a shiny, pretty, but otherwise unassuming crystal. Well, eventually, when she was about fifteen or so, her cool dad never came home. It took her about a year to figure it out, by which time she'd already started working to take care of her depressed mother. When her mother died, she decided it was time to try her own hand at hunting.
Skills:
Computer "Magic" - Carina has adapted previously existing systems to interface with her magic, using the crystal substance. Even without this interface, she's a skilled computer scientist.
Machine Operating - From a lifetime of playing games and using interfaces, Carina is a natural when it comes to operating most machines. Besides the fact that many things are labeled, certain things have certain conventions that tend to be followed in their design. She's also a decent technician.
Home Cooking - Having had to live on her own, at times on a tight budget, Carina has learned to cook for herself to save money. She's pretty good, too.
Gardening - She's gotten herself a decent green thumb since she started gardening. She uses the produce in her cooking.
Abilities:
Crystal Interface - Using the crystals she's been growing, Carina has been developing unique systems allowed by the exotic properties of the crystal. This includes a responsive AI she's programmed into her core crystal.
Hardlight Manifestation - Linked to the way she interfaces with her crystals, Carina can manifest hardlight into various shapes. She can use the manifestations as a shield or weapon, or for mundane purposes like plates and tools.
Equipment:
Crystal Garden - When Carina noticed the crystal she'd found was growing, she planted it in her yard, and started a garden around it.
Core Crystal - One of the fruits in her garden didn't grow as a fruit, but some kind of dense crystal. This one was particularly pretty, so she kept it as a necklace and used it as a nexus core.
Drones - Carina has taken scrap parts she found from various hunts and cobbled them together into a few remote control drones. The crystal she grows has turned out to be a useful material for filling in gaps.
Faction: None