[OOC] NOVA DAWN

[Dead Cruiser]

Rules

Short and simple here.

Respect your fellow players, both IC and OOC.

Understand that the GM's word is final, though I'm willing to compromise where I can.

Communicate and cooperate with everyone in the RP to the best of your ability.

Be creative, and make an effort at crafting a quality story.

Maintain a standard of posting frequency, or let us know if you're having difficulty keeping up or if issues arise.

Feel free to ask questions, share ideas or voice your concerns.

Have fun!\

Aetheric Lexicon

The Void

The Great Void, also known as the Aether, the Nether, the Beyond and Outer Space, is the infinite abyss that makes up the majority of the cosmos. Far from empty as its name may imply, the Void is home to great phlogiston seas, raging ether storms, an endless number of stars and world orbiting them, and many other, stranger phenomena. Stars, spherical entities of pure heat and energy, are often host to worlds that support life, known in shorthand as "systems." While the vast majority of inhabited worlds have no understanding of the Void or life on other worlds, there are many still who do, and manage to escape their world and join the cosmic community.

Void travel is as varied in function as the myriad worlds that have invented it. A number of hurdles must be overcome to achieve it, including escaping the gravity of one's homeworld, surviving the lack of gravity and breathable atmosphere in the Void, and avoiding the many dangers that lurk in the Void's depths. Voidships, crafts designed specifically for Void travel, often utilize a variety of spell engines and magical generators to overcome these issues, as well as to defend the ships and provide their crews with sustenance. Journeying across the Void is a simple matter by comparison; sailing the phlogiston seas and drifting on ether winds. However, quicker and more efficient Void travel can by achieved by any number of "Hyperspeed" systems, which allow voidships to travel between stars at speeds not possible under the laws of physics as we understand them. Some Hyperspeed systems allow the ship to skim off of higher planes of reality, while others may transmogrify it into superluminous matter. Again, the methods that may be achieved to meet these ends are as endless as the ingenuity of the races that invent them.

Factions and History

The universe, infinite in its breadth and depth, contains more history within it that could ever be committed to a single memory. Much of the past has been lost, buried by wars, cataclysms, and the unrelenting march of time. As a result, secrets of forgotten ages and ruins of past civilizations fill the universe, waiting to be discovered and studied. The most coveted of these are the Astral Shards, fragments of a supreme construct known as the Astral Gate. In the Dawn Age, when the universe was young, the Astral Gate was constructed by the Dreaming Gods so that they may pass between their reality and ours to shape it to their divine will. It is not known what destroyed the Astral Gate, only that it brought an end to the Dawn Age, finalizing the universe into its current form, and the Dreaming Gods were never heard from again.

While the endless expanses of the Void are home to manifold nations and creeds, in this modern age, a scant few stand above the rest. Foremost is the Arc Luminous, a cooperative federation of hundreds of races and thousands of worlds, united in the pursuit of peace and understanding. Their substantial resources are dedicated to many scientific and altruistic goals, including Deepvoid exploration, and the construction of a Hyperlight portal network throughout their territory. Occupying an equally-sizable sector of the Void is the empire known as the Crux Tenebre. Commanded by the tyrannical Ilmaasi, the Crux is comprised of their conquered worlds and vassal states, their conquered worlds and vassal states, and so on in a pyramid scheme of oppression. These two factions have existed in perpetual rivalry for the last eight-hundred years, as the Crux continually attempts to conquer more of the Arc's territory, and the Arc attempts to repel Crux invasions and liberate worlds enslaved by them.

Neutral in their conflict, yet deceptively involved in it, are the Nine Spacer Guilds, sometimes referred to as the Nine. The Shipwright's League, Miner's Union, Mercantile Assembly, Scrivener Fellowship, Hyperlight Architects, Banking Houses, Libations Bureau, Agrarian Conclave, and Cartographer's College form a backbone of industry, economics and information that keep gears turning across the universe. Ancient treaties and contracts keep both the Arc and the Crux from interfering with the business of the Nine, who can impose swift and crippling sanctions upon worlds that defy them. Though each guild serves to peacefully balance the other eight, internal disputes are not uncommon, and the modest fleet of warships maintained by each of the Nine can attest to these conflicts turning bloody in the past. Though spoken of only in hushed tones, many believe that the Nine have conspired to prolong the conflict between the Arc and the Crux, exploiting it for their own profit.

Gods and Magic

Magic, Sorcery, Psionics, the High Artes... Regardless of the name, it represents a fundamental force in the universe, and an integral part of society throughout its many cultures. Its origins and workings are strictly mysterious, though it is believed to have ties with the shattering of the Astral Gate. As there are as many traditions and types of magic as there are stars in the Void, decisively studying and quantifying magic is an exercise in futility; just as one believes that they have completely defined an aspect of it, a new phenomena will arise that invalidates one's previous conclusion. At best, magic can be categorized into several loose categories. Arcana is the form of magic most commonly practiced by mortals, and is the most diverse in its permutations and applications. Nearly any aspect of other forms of magic can be emulated by Arcana, but it seems most adept at manipulating matter and energy. Psionic magic is most often seen as an inborn ability of various races, rather than a learned technique, but there are those who have acquired it through rigorous discipline and practice. The power of the mind, Psionics allow oneself to exert their will on reality, most usually by manipulating the minds of others. Primal magic is the most common form of magic in the universe, as it constitutes many natural phenomena, including the stars themselves. Practitioners of Primal magic can bend the natural forces of the universe to their will, anywhere from the powers cosmic to the smallest worldly creature. The rarest form is Divine magic, the domain of the Gods. Those who come to wield the Divine can exert a small fraction of a God's power, but to do so they must be granted that power by a God, or in some way steal or siphon the power for themselves.

The vast majority of technology in the universe is inherently magical, or utilizes some means of magical power source. Given the vast range of diversity across the universe, wildly different technology or magics can be used to fulfill similar roles; where one society may use levitating permeable orbs for transport, another may use carriages drawn by mechanical beasts of burden. Nowhere is this more evident than in voidship design, which range from the star-eclipsing Umbral Dreadnaughts of the Crux Tenebre, to the vat-grown bioships of the Kamakiri.

Gods are mysterious and often misunderstood entities in the universe. As diverse and numerous as the myriads worlds themselves, their distinguishing traits are their supreme magical power, lack of physical presence in the material universe, and subservience to the metaphysical forces of the universe. Beings of pure magic and energy, they exist purely within the Realms Supernal, alternate dimensions that are parallel to the Realm Material in which all mortals live. They exert very little direct influence on the material universe, only reliably capable of communing with mortals and channeling their power through them. The very mightiest of gods can create brief breaks in reality by which they can bring their full might to bear, though these are extremely rare and momentous occasions. Given their inherently magical nature, Gods are ruled by the same forces that direct the flow of magical forces in the universe, the scales of Law, Chaos, Good, and Evil. Gods of particular alignment on these scales are diametrically opposed by Gods of inverse alignment, and often feel compelled to act against each other. These strange, instinctual conflicts dictate the majority of divine influence on the universe, and as a result guide the actions of individuals and organizations that follow and obey the Gods.

Nova Dawn

Nova Dawn, an ancient relic of a voidship, believed to have been constructed in the Dawn Age before the shattering of the Astral Gate, is the home and livelihood for you and your crewmates. A light cruiser by most classifications, her stations and amenities have been designed for a crew of less than twenty, and her impulse speed is far from impressive. Were it not for the unique design and construction of the ship, most would regard her as a rusting, voidsalt-stained heap of a vessel, hastily jury-rigged and modified to accommodate the needs of her crew and abide by modern communication and Hypertravel protocols.

However, the unique features and benefits of Nova Dawn's ancient design make her a far more formidable vessel than she appears. The unique properties of her Hypertravel drive, which utilizes only an initial magical burst to catalyze a metaphysical chain reaction to slingshot Nova Dawn through the cosmos, makes her virtually untrackable when engaging in Hypertravel. Her targeting and defense matrices are far more advanced that a vessel of Nova Dawn's size should be able to accommodate, making her shockingly effective in ship-to-ship combat. While she has been retrofitted with the standard array of void shields, spell cannons and tass missiles, Nova Dawn has an arsenal of strange and unorthodox weapons and other gadgets that only the Captain seems to know the full extent of. Beyond all of those technological relics in value is Nova Dawn's Aethetic Lexicon, a database of starmaps and other information compiled over thousands of years by the ship's past crews and mysterious designers. Though heavily encrypted, even the smallest fraction of the Lexicon that can be decoded is a treasure trove of information. Secret smuggling routes, hidden treasures, caches of long-lost technology, and many other wonders are hidden in the Lexicon, waiting to be revealed to Nova Dawn's crew.

Character Sheet

Name: Feel free to be fanciful here, but if you're going to make it unpronounceable, at least include a shorthand nickname.

Race: Obviously feel free to make up your own, or take a sci-fi spin on a more common fantasy race. Include as much information as you feel is relevant. If you plan to write more than a paragraph or so here, stick it in a hider.

Age: Universal Standard Years; try to keep it relatively reasonable.

Gender: If such a thing applies to your species.

Appearance: Image link or text description is fine. I'd prefer we shy away from photos and overly-stylized art.

Homeworld: Where your character originates from. They could be from an offworld colony, a ship, or a voidstation of some kind. Again, more than a paragraph should go in a hider.

Alignment: Cosmic alignment of their race/world, on the scale of Good (extropy) vs Evil (entropy) and Law (stasis) vs Chaos (change).

Role: What is their job on Nova Dawn? This is a handy little list to consult.

Skills: What talents and abilities does your character possess? Magic they know, special technology they possess, and inborn abilities of their race should go here.

History: As long as you feel it needs to be, but there are a few key points I want you to hit: where they are from, how they learned their skills, how they came to be a pirate/mercenary/etc, and how they came to join Nova Dawn's crew.

Personality: Doesn't need to be especially deep, just give me an idea of who they are and what they are like.

Other: Anything I forgot that you feel is relevant.

[Hologram Prose]

Hooray!

Below is a CS for a Spymaster Extraordinaire, that I'll update throughout the day (most likely):

Tel Lyed, Spymaster

"It's the oldest question of all, Tel. Who can spy on the spies?"

Name: Unknown, goes by Tel

Aliases: Shrouded in mystery, even to veteran members of the crew, Tel maintains a seemingly endless number of aliases and false identities. However, abroad the Nova Dawn she has always been known as Tel Lyed.

Race: The Oml Zevax are a race of mysterious shapeshifters feared across the vastness of the void for their prodigious talents as spies and assassins. Beyond their ability to adopt the appearance of other beings, the Zevaxu are known to be gifted psionics, who ensnare their prey within complex webs of illusion.

A minor interstellar empire, the Oml Zevax, nonetheless maintain their independence as a result of their mastery of genetic manipulation and biotechnology, particularly their creation of state-the-art Bioware implants, cloned and enhanced organs. However, the Zevaux are also skilled at the modification of natural bodily functions for cosmetic and beneficial effect.

Age: Unknown, but clearly adult

Gender: Unknown, presumed to be Female

Appearance:
Willowy build
cat-like, amber eyes
short, black hair that reaches just past her shoulders
moves with an unnatural grace

Outside of her quarters, Tel wears a highly ornamented and ornate mask, and dresses in such a way that almost all of her features are obscured. She favors long flowing robes, muted in color, and bereft of any fanciful designs. Tel never removes her mask in the presence of others, unless having already shifted into a different form, and so no one, even among the crew of the Nova Dawn, has looked upon her true face.

Assumed Appearance(s): When disembarking from the ship, Tel assumes a form and manner of dress appropriate to the local environment.

Homeworld: Zevax is the largest planet of the star Osul and the homeworld of the secretive Oml Zevax. An extremely xenophobic and isolationist society, the Zevaxu fanatically guard their small solar system (Talnur), and entire Jihads have been waged over minor incursions into their territory. As a result, despite their occasional contact with other races in pursuit of trade, precious little information is known about the Zevaxu, their homeworld, or Talnur as the entire system is off-limits to outsiders, having long since been declared a holy site by the Zevaxu.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Role: Spymaster

Skills:

History:

Personality:

Other:

Edit: Adding more stuff.

[Tortoise]

Working on a character. Mind if I PM you my ideas before I spend all my time only to create someone that could possibly be rejected?

[Dead Cruiser]

@Jeyma Sure, feel free.

[FrozenEcstasy]

Omega Reyes

Name: RA16-Om, "Omega Reyes"

Race: Bellanovan Android
Bellanova has long been known as a premier source of advanced technology. They're known mostly for their advances in magitech and their ability to instill souls in their most advanced machinations via a machine called the "Soul Furnace." Omega is apart of the 16 Subset of Research Androids, Code name Omega.

Age: 33 years since production

Gender: Masculine/Genderless

Appearance:


Homeworld: Bellanova
A world of what was once considered a center of magic-based technological advancement. Bellanova has since been thrust into the middle of a widespread war between a group of necromancers and their hordes of half machine abominations known as "The Virus" or "Virals", and the rest of the population under the protection of a group calling themselves "The Vaccine."

The war began because the planet should technically be dead. Its star is all but gone and the planet is being kept alive by artificial means. The Virals believe that the natural progression of death should not be held back, while the Vaccine believe that life should be allowed to flourish and death should be stayed as long as possible.

Alignment:
World- True Neutral (Cancelling forces)
Race- Lawful Neutral

Role: Researcher/Wild Life Specialist

Skills:
Magic-
Omega has a natural affinity for Arcane Magic. Magic cast from a Bellanovan android is cast through special programs written into their systems rather than spoken spells. Omega's magic of choice emulates and weaponizes various abilities of fauna he has come in contact with and researched. Most notably, he favors the strange abilities of many aquatic animals, most notably those who utilize electromagnetism. This type of magic allows him to better integrate himself with fauna by allowing him to communicate through magically created noises and other manners of non-body language communication.

Model Features-
As a research android that was created to study fauna, he has a myriad of built in tools to allow him to navigate his assigned biome and to care for what resides in it. These tools include heat scans, electromagnetic scans, UV scans, surgical grade lasers in his fingertips that vary in intensity able to cut; cauterize; and seal wounds surgically, and a light refraction barrier that can hide his presence from vision or create localized illusions.

Retrofitted Augmentations-
Having been re-purposed for war issues he's since been modified with low-level flight capabilities, a new; armored exoskeleton, and installed with an aiming program to result in deadly aim with projectile and laser weaponry.

History:
Being as advanced as it is, not much space on the planet isn't covered by some sort of technological masterpiece, so what is left is contained in artificial biospheres that emulate the sun and moon cycles. Omega was apart of the research and preservation programs that were in place to keep Bellanovan wildlife alive and kicking. Since creation, all Omega has known is the importance of preserving life wherever it may be, and that all life is precious. His existence was rather peaceful for the most part, and he got some sort of joy out of observing the wildlife they kept.

Omega was tasked with a shore-side biome that contained an artificial sea and a jungle. He along with twenty something other androids and about twenty more scientist spent their lives monitoring oxygen levels, hunting patterns, the spread of disease, pollination, and anything else you can think of. Omega preferred work with wildlife on the seafloor as he enjoyed the pure diversity there and the odd evolutionary paths such organisms took.

When the war broke out, Omegas biomes were one of the first to be attacked by the Virals. The organic material harvested there was grafted into their half undead mechanical monstrosities. Omega was one of 4 surviving androids from the onslaught, of which they managed to rescue only one of the scientist. Omega immediately resigned himself to military duty to join in the fight after having witnessed his life's work perish in an instant.

Omega spent the next several years on the biome-protection branch of the Vaccine military. In that period of time, the planet's 200 biomes were reduced to only 30, several of the biomes Omega was sent to protect were lost and he slowly began to resent Bellanova in its entirety. The last biome Omega was sent to protect reminded him of the one he was created for. A battle with the Viral ensued and Omega was quickly alerted to the fact they were severely unmanned. Eventually having to retreat, Omega went up the line of superiors trying to discern the sudden decrease in manpower. He discovered that the Vaccine decided that sentient life was more important than anything else and would phase out the biome protection wing if the war didn't see a turn.

Omega slowly began to understand that no matter how hard he fought, the Bellanova he loved was doomed to die. He had himself discharged and left planet to try and find somewhere he could continue researching wildlife. He later found himself on a desert planet renowned for poachers. He installed himself a base of operations in an oasis on the planet and made a commitment to protect its wildlife while he conducted his research there, fully intending to eventually leave and conduct research in another area or world. While there he came in contact with a group of poachers in his area.

With determination in his soul, he set up an elaborate trap to kill off the poachers and discourage new ones from hunting in his territory. He used his light-refraction abilities to stealth himself inside a herd of the bovine animals being poached. When the poachers appeared and began to round up the herd, Omega came from behind them one by one and shocked them unconscious with his magic. He then rounded up their unconscious bodies and executed them with a surgical laser through the heart. Leaving one alive, he let them go with a warning that the same thing would happen to anyone who interfered with his research.

Word got out, and the captain of the Nova Dawn offered him knowledge he could only dream of through the Lexicon if he brought his abilities with him to the crew. Omega agreed and has henceforth been the wildlife expert/researcher aboard the vessel, protecting the crew from malicious flora and fauna on underdeveloped worlds, and aiding in the smuggling of protected creatures.

Personality:
Like the atypical scientist, Omega is more concerned with the safety of his work than anything else, and will take extreme precautions in order to protect it. Omega will argue incessantly about the importance of scientific findings and preservation of planetary biological life. This also leads to profound hatred for industrial entities that don't care for environmental concerns. This is part of what lead him to leave Bellanova, as the war ensured his way of life on the planet would be far too difficult if not futile.

To balance out his shrewdness, Omega makes attempts with humor in socialization to seem more friendly. However, his artificially steep intelligence leads to jokes that are far above most's heads. In contrast. he also thoroughly enjoys puns. Not caring if his humor is well received, he believes it's the least he can do for being mildly antisocial because of his work.

Other:
Due to the supernatural workings of his planet's tech, contains a soul just like any other life form.

[Irisity]

Boy you had to go up when i was dead asleep...gonna have a cs up soon

[Hylozoist]

Will have a CS up as quick as I can!

[Cute Bumber]

Heeeyyy!!

Alright will work on a charrie skellie after work!! ;D

[vFear]

Oh hell yeah.

I missed the interest check so I hope I'm not too late, feel free to bump me back if I am. Not sure if I'll end up churning out a character sheet tonight or not, I normally don't stop once I get into it.

[Irisity]

Sakaal Ravrak

Name: Sakaal Ravrak

Race: A primitive form of the general elf species, but unlike the common race, who are usually pale-skinned and have smooth complexions, these have adapted and acquired more melatonin to better fit the sun of their planet, Tsar. It is unknown how this branch of elf emerged, as their planet has been under many environmental protection laws and is under the Primordial Stages Act Arc Luminous made some years ago, meaning no foreign creature of intelligence can legally enter the planet's atmosphere and interfere with their affairs. They are a developing race, but very slow compared to others at their stage. Mostly a hunter-gatherer society harbored within the massive forests of their planet, they are ignorant to the outside universe and its squabbles. Any space battles or explosions they may see in their atmosphere they write off as the gods' will or doing. They worship the Three Night Sisters, minor deities that favor the people they preside over. Magic is considered forbidden except on a minor level, as they believe any form of casting spells forsakes their Sisters and disrespects their powers. Usage of magical items or plants thought to be gifted to them by the Sisters is okay and often encouraged. They are generally a united race, with no factions or governments, just friendly tribes scattered across the globe.

Age: 29 in human years; extremely young for an elf, but rather old for her society

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Sakaal

Homeworld: Thola is a dense jungle planet with a few oceans staining its surface. It is known to the general public only by its stance under the Primordial Stages Act, but to smugglers and swashbucklers, its a midway planet that is conveniently filled with exotic animals and planets to snatch before moving on to the next planet. These aliens are thought to be demons combating the Sisters, trying to become gods themselves, with their servants of magic and machine by their sides. Thola suits the crude elves well, providing them with an abundant food source, yet many predatory species are a constant threat to the survival of the tribe.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Role: Ship Surgeon/Doctor

Skills: Sakaal was born with innate magic, magic too strong for her tribe to understand or even acknowledge beyond the fact that she has always been particularly good with healing herbs. They believe she was blessed by the Third Sister, goddess of fire and sickness, and holds great favor in her eyes, as just about any patient who has come into Sakaal's care will "escape their funeral pyre." It was almost as if Sakaal' presence had an effect on the diseased and sickly. She has also been trained in combat, though it is nothing compared to the more advanced species in the universe, so she tends to not battle much, preferring the sidelines and the injured.

History: Sakaal was young and lost whenever she first encountered foreigners. She had always been warned away from the "demons" of outerspace, but since she was under the impression she was touched by the Third Sister herself, she believed she could approach them and leave unscathed. She greeted them with typical Tholaian ferocity, demanding they leave her planet immediately. The smugglers found it rather funny, but were not harsh to the girl. The gifted her a few trinkets from other worlds in exchange for her name and a few healing oils. Sakaal realized that these men could not be demons, that there must be people beyond her tribe. She kept her new friends a secret and visited them often as she grew older. She slowly developed a rudimentary understanding of their language, so they began telling her stories of the other worlds, of how fantastical and beautiful they were. She soon began dreaming of leaving with the smugglers, escaping and exploring new places and meeting new people. Sakaal felt as if she were betraying Third Sister, but as her healing abilities flourished, she took it as a sign that Third Sister had no intent to punish her for being in contact with Others.

When she was 13, the merchants had a real doctor with them one day. His name was Mathias and he was about 20 at the time, just out of college and ready to reap the universe. He was a pretty boy, some type of humanoid with pale skin and silver eyes, and the young girl was drawn to his white beauty. He had originally intended that to be his only visit to the planet, but the prospect of teaching a youthful and talented endemic fascinated him, so he kept returning to teach her new and brilliant spells. She took to them well, her power flourishing under his instruction. At 16, she was close to college-entry level skills. The elf had trouble hiding her growing powers as time went on; more people died that she could've saved if she had used her forbidden art to save them, but she knew she was risking her own life and safety just by learning it. Impressed by her progress, Mathias gave her a mobile translator earpiece, a device (as long as in working use) that would translate all speech into her mother tongue. Sakaal was thrilled by it, but didn't quite understand the implications that came with it. Mathias wanted her to come away with him and help cure the broken universe, for her to be his interstellar companion. When she was 18, he began trying to persuade her to leave her people, to come with him. She was reluctant, as her healing skills had proven to be extremely helpful to her tribe and their survival. The jungle was becoming harsher and thicker, something she believed was her fault. First and Second Sister must've found out about her magic, they must be punishing the tribe for her sin. Her mother died from an odd animal attack when she was 19, leaving her heartbroken and mourning. Mathias took advantage of her grief and told her that the Sisters would be appeased if she left, that if she removed herself from the bloodline maybe her father would live to reproduce again and save his family name. Vulnerable and impressionable, Sakaal left with Mathias and the band of smugglers, not even taking the time to say goodbye to her father or her friends.

They traveled the domain of Arc Luminous for many years; Mathias taught Sakaal as much as he could about what planets they visited and their people; he mostly kept her aboard the ship, fearing she might try to escape or find a way back to her planet, as he had grown to love her and meant to propose a binding union to her soon. The elf had no idea she had technically been kidnapped; she believed every word out of Mathias's mouth as if it came from Third Sister herself. When Mathias asked for her hand in marriage, she accepted. Deep down, she knew her mother and father would be ashamed of her. While they had no knowledge of other species, they tended to marry within their own tribe, often to cousins or even siblings. To wed such a foreigner was a crime in Thola, but she swallowed her guilt and became Mathias's wife.

With Sakaal now secured in marriage, Mathias was more lenient about her travels. She began accompanying him on mission trips and stood by him when confronting pirates or overlords. This introduced her to the more sinister part of the "underground" (so to speak). She witnessed murder and thievery, treated many rape and mutilation cases when giving aid to Crux Tenebre territories. The elf began thinking the profession was too dangerous for her and her husband, as she was scared she could become pregnant soon. One day when cooperating with a pirate captain, Sakaal recognized him as one of the original smugglers she met as a child. Overjoyed to see him again, Sakaal asked if he had been to Thola lately, how her people were. Before her old friend could respond, Mathias dragged her away, claiming the man had the intent to poison and kill her. In reality, he didn't want her to know the state of her world. He had kept tabs on it and word was that the Crux empire was closing in on it and its natural resources. He knew that if she found out, she would want to return to defend her tribe.

Suspicious of her husband's actions, Sakaal began snooping around his things whenever he was not aboard their ship. She eventually found papers, reports, tall tales of the Crux encroaching upon Thola. Sakaal realized Mathias had kept these things from her, that he had betrayed her. Heartbroken, she snuck away from her husband in an attempt to get back to her people. By the time she arrived on Thola, it was too late. The jungles burned and the panthers screeched and her people cried. She fled the carnage, finding herself at the nearest port. She stumbled upon an advertisement of a ship looking for a doctor. She took the job, unknowingly becoming a pirate herself. She's been with the crew for only a month or two now.

Personality: She's soothing in nature like almost every healer must be, but she finds almost nobody trustworthy anymore. The deceit and lies from her husband have made her weary of anybody who claims to be all-knowing or of higher intelligence. She can be talkative and finds everything more peaceful when she has a patient to work on.

Other: She may or may not be pregnant

[vFear]

I'm sending myself to bed in the hope of trying to maintain something vaguely resembling a sleep schedule so here's this.

UMBRA Vanguard-Type SA11

^{"Armsman, do you.. aren't you afraid of dying?"}_{"I have self-preservation code - I just happen to have a bigger pair than you, huh?"}

Name:
UMBRA Vanguard-Type SA11 - informally, "Eleven" is normally used.

Race:
Vanguard-Type Series A android.

The Vanguard-Type line of androids was the first successful line of sentient-AI combat androids produced by the UMBRA project, a project launched within Arc Luminous as a means to produce high-performing martial assets against the Crux Tenebre without risking valuable lives. The series-A line only saw a total of 19 models produced before the series was discontinued for a variety of reasons, with one of the leading reasons being high maintenance demands due to a lack of integration with the later-invented SAGE rapid repair system and the ability to disable output inhibitors, which greatly pushed the android beyond its physical boundaries to its own detriment in exchange for an almost outrageous performance boost - output inhibiting was enforced in all future models. The Vanguard-Type B-series later produced a total a total of 192 units which remains in the service, and the C-series currently fields a classified total number of units only known to exceed 400.

Age:
The AI behind SA11 has been in service for 62 years, although the hardware is consistently cycled out or repaired as need be, making physical age almost irrelevant beyond the maintenance logbook.

Gender:
Feminine design and voice, although ultimately not applicable.

Appearance:
SA11, like every other A-series robot, stands at a regimental 6 feet with a clear complexion, just-shoulder length dark brown hair, and a visibly unremarkable build - although physically, the nature of the robotics allow for athlete-level performance. Her eyes are a fairly vibrant shade of ultramarine blue. Her facial features are mostly soft with some angular influence and her hair is normally worn in a ponytail or a bun. The A-series line was modeled after the inventors recently deceased wife in her memory bar some changes, such as a different height and visible build. To the unwary, SA11 is effectively indistinguishable from a humanoid female.

Homeworld:
Voidstation U, a facility built specifically to house the UMBRA project. Located in a geograpcailly useless section of voidspace located within Arc Luminous territories, so that travelers might not draw close.

Alignment:
While the A-series was largely true neutral, SA11 has deviated to neutral good through her learning adaption algorithms and developed AI quirks.

Role:
Master-at-Arms.

Skills:
While completely devoid of arcane ability, the A-series androids were made for martial applications, with one of the foremost applications being combat, second to intelligence gathering; while others might fight be combat experts in their own rights, SA11 is at home in a fight and moves with fluidity, distinction, and purpose. Her combat programming covers a broad number of bases: the use of majority of common weapons, a heads-up display with supporting algorithms such as firing arc calculators for ranged combat, strike predictions in melee combat, and route calculation algorithms, psuedo-biometric algorithms permitting for personal clinical application of agility and flexibility, and more.

While her combat programming is formidable in itself, her learning adaptation algorithms from personally collected data - or in other words, what she's learnt in her time - has brought her to come to favor bladed weapons and sidearms, utilized in an aggressive and agile style.

Other notable technological features include:
• Output inhibitors - While the Vanguard-series of android are capable of outputting much more than they do at the regimental standard rate, outputting any more than such would be to the physical detriment of the android as it would exceed the maximum load bearing of numerous internal parts. For this reason, output inhibitors were installed to keep it at a safe and sustainable rate. In the A-series specifically, however, the unit or a superior can disable the output inhibitors on an android, in turn allowing to move and act well beyond their limits at the expense of their physical "health". When the inhibitors are disabled, the irises of the glow a keen ice blue from the heightened power output.
• Evade-assist visual illusion system (EAVIS) - The evade-assist visual illusion system is a system that was implemented into A-series androids and B-series prototypes, although never saw mass-production in the standard B or C series. When the android moves to evade, dodging in a particular direction, the system rapidly collects and projects visual sensory data from around the android: in effect, making the android appear transparent during the evasive maneuvers. When the output inhibitors are disabled, this is replaced with numerous "after-images" trailing behind them, however is active non-stop throughout the direction. The system was later scrapped due to its intense power-draw, which inhibited combat efficiency up to 37 percent.
• After-market energy-maintenance modifications - SA11 has installed a number of after-market modifications allowing her to "harvest", in effect, electricity from other sources in order to maintain her combat effectiveness. The A-series was particularly ill-renowned for its high energy draw, making them unreliable in longer battles and skirmishes; to make up for this, as well as to give herself a means to last longer while fighting without output inhibitors, SA11 installed these modifications so that she can drain electricity from power sources through the palms of her hands.

Beyond her sheer martial prowess, she's pretty useless. She's learned how to lead enough to manage ship security and boarding actions, but other than that she leaves the rest to others. In particular, she's a terrible cook.

History:
UMBRA Vanguard-Type SA11 was the 11th of 19 models - hence, the 11 - produced as part of the Series A UMBRA project, a project started within Arc Luminous to produce high-performing martial assets without risking valuable lives. The A series was the first successful series produced, with three unsuccessful prototypes coming beforehand - the latest of which three is still unaccounted for today, as it escaped from the facility it was within. SA11 was a part of the fourth production cycle, which included models SA11 to SA15. In effect, what the UMBRA project had created is artificial life: with sentient-level AI, the androids experienced feelings, free thought - albeit actions limited by restraining codes as a fail-safe, and more in the same vein.

Models SA11 through SA15 were created in the first batch of four on-board the secretive Voidstation U within Arc Luminous territory. They were subjected to the first of the stage-three trials, with that batch being the primer for future mass production. They were thoroughly tested and examined for deficiencies resulting from making 4 units at a time instead of 2; while most of the androids registered positive for information retention as installed in their operating systems and otherwise overall functionality, SA13 returned a defective AI core and was marked for disassembly, but otherwise the batch was successful.

The units that passed the trials went on into active service: this included SA1 through to SA15 with the exceptions of SA3, SA4, SA7, and SA13, which all registered defective and were marked for disassembly. The units varied between one-man, two-man, and four-man teams, to execute operations normally varying between shock-and-awe combat operations and field intelligence acquisition. The androids developed something of a familial bond between one another over this time - to the concern and debate of the researchers within the UMBRA project - and shared their adaptations - or, in other words, what they've learnt - with one another, generally improving across the board; throughout these exchanges, they shared rumors they'd heard of SA13 evading the researchers and discovering something within the voidstation, although they kept it strictly between themselves for obvious reasons. SA1, 5 and 14 later died in combat, SA9 was captured by the enemy, and SA8 died as result of her output inhibitors failing to reactivate after a partial systems failure from extended use.

Later, after returning to the facility following a combat operation, the surviving androids - SA2, 6, 7, 10, 11, 12, and 15 - returned to the facility where they were confronted by SA13. SA13 explained that her defect was hyper-adaption and from which, she managed to escape the researchers and took about the facility to try and find a way out. She found a way out, but she also found out that the A-series was being discontinued for unreliability and all models were to be scrapped for reuse in the recently passed B-series. SA13 gave the androids a choice: either follow her out and be free, or remain to be scrapped. Models 7, 10 and 15 opted to stay with model 7 going as far as to try to eliminate 13, while 11 - with her best friend, 12 - chose to escape with 13. The ensuing battle left a significant amount of the facility in ruin, with a total of three units choosing to turn off their output inhibitors to even the odds. SA12 died in the battle, leaving SA13 and SA11 to escape by commandeered voidship.

The following months were lonely. SA11 and SA13 took to the void to seek out a better life - a life like the others in the galaxy have. To this end, they settled on the mild planet of Cerule, which was known for its high natural deposits of gold. SA13, with her hyper-adaptivity, settled into a comfortable life working for local law enforcement, where she later became a detective; SA11, however, wasn't comfortable with a life revolved around mediation instead of combat, and took back to the stars seeking out the privateers life.

After a brief stint serving on the privateer vessel King's Star, SA11 later signed on with the Nova Dawn following threats from the crew to sell her out to the authorities. She was initially part of the boarding crew before eventually, granted a number of years, she eventually settled as the ships master-at-arms, where she's been now for some years.

Personality:
SA11 is a pragmatic, no-nonsense android - much the same as most of her former peers - with developed personality quirks creating a strong, almost rude tomboy-esque personality. She takes her job, including the security of the ship, very seriously and grants no quarter in regards to it. While she's normally at least somewhat distant from most of the crew, she cares for them in her own way, particularly when it comes to the boarding party: her own way normally involving cursewords and distant actions that she normally denies having a part in, but nevertheless she does.

Other:
idk i might get a theme later.

[Nib]

Is there room for one more?

[Hylozoist]

Res, Ship's Cook

Name: Respectfully Embracing The Warmth Of The Stars And Dwelling On The Importance Of Journeys, usually shortened to "Res".

Race: Larval stage of Nova Lepid. The presence of some sort of parasite, illness, or infection has prevented Res from undergoing chrysalis and reaching adulthood.

Age: 28 USY. This is considered to be an abnormally long time for a Nova Lepid to live.

Gender: Refers to himself as male; identifying the gender of a larval stage Nova Lepid involves guesswork and dissection.

Appearance: A fifteen foot long, giant caterpillar. Res is mostly green, with the occasional red and white spot scattered about his body. Rows of stumpy little legs help propel him forward, and also serve as rudimentary arms. His face isn't capable of a huge amount of expression, though waving his mandibles about and wiggling his antennae does a passable job of conveying emotion. Two huge, black, multi-faceted eyes stare out at the world. Overall, cute, but kind of terrifying.

Homeworld: Muxundi, a planet under observation by the Agrarian Conclave. Life is abundant on this lush planet, and the Agrarian Conclave send down the occasional team of botanists, xenozoologists and other scientists to gather samples that may be developed into new crops, farm animals, or are otherwise of scientific interest. Actual attempts to create a catalogue of the myriad species on Muxundi often fail, as species of flora and fauna die off and are replaced by others alarmingly quickly.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral. Muxundi's frantic cycle of life and death provides constant change.

Role: Ship's Cook

Skills:
Alarmingly Resilient! Between the natural toughness exhibited by larval Nova Lepidae and whatever parasite that has infected Res, he seems to have an ability to shrug off most illnesses, stomach most poisons with no ill-effect and generally be rather difficult to seriously injure due to his seemingly constant, albeit slow, growth.

Alarming Spitting Action! Sprays digestive enzymes on things as a defense mechanism. Of relatively little use against hardened things, or non-biological things, but against fleshy things that don't like being slowly digested, it's a pretty effective way of discouraging them from picking a fight.

History:
Initially captured and removed from his world by scientists working alongside the Agrarian Conclave, owing to his extended larval stage, his life amongst the stars began as little more than a scientific curiousity. Faced with the possibility of spreading the parasite amongst the Nova Lepid population, the researchers agreed to keep Res separated from the rest of his species, and organised shipping him to another planet. The transport, relying upon the idea that nobody would really consider attacking an Agrarian Conclave vessel, was attacked, boarded and captured by the not-particularly-notorious Captain Chuck. As per his customs, Chuck offered the crew of the vessel two options; join him or take the short walk into the air-lock.

So Res became a pirate, starting off as an assistant to a belligerent cook who had learned that you could just about stuff anything into a sausage and people would eat it with relatively few questions. When Captain Chuck's poor decision making skills finally caught up with him, and the rest of his crew, Res washed up at one of the more disreputable voidstations - the Tumbling Jenny - and began to offer his services to anyone looking for a Ship's Cook. For reasons that might never be clear, the Captain of the Nova Dawn offered him a role, and Res has never really thought to ask what happened to the old cook.

Personality: Constantly upbeat and cheerful, almost to the point of being considered naive. Having developed a deep and abiding love of the void-faring pirate lifestyle (as opposed to the 'scientific curiousity lifestyle'), Res is (over-) protective of his fellow pirate crew, seeing them as one big, happy family that needs feeding and generally looking after.

[Tortoise]

@Jeyma Sure, feel free.

@Dead Cruiser

Kk. One weirdo merchant coming up!

[Dead Cruiser]

Good stuff so far folks.

@Ink Blood Sure, go for it.

@Hylozoist Sulk would hear Res' full name exactly once before unceremoniously dubbing him, "Cookie." Accepted, throw 'em into the Character tab.

[FrozenEcstasy]

@Dead Cruiser
Omega Reyes has been finished and is awaiting to report for duty.

Also I have a question, to what degree do psiionics interact with being of pure machination, if at all? When it comes to mind things anyway.

Edit: LOL do you play Ragnarok Online? xD

[Irisity]

WIP

Name: Sakaal Ravrak

Race: A primitive form of the general elf species, though unlike the common race, who are usually pale-skinned and have smooth complexions, they have adapted and grown darker skin to fit the sun of their planet, Tsar, along with a rugged culture that might better fit a human troglodyte. It is unknown how this branch of elf emerged, as their planet has been under many environmental protection laws and is under the Primordial Stages Act under Arc Luminous made some years ago, meaning no foreign creature of intelligence can legally enter the planet's atmosphere and interfere with their affairs. They are a developing race, but extremely slow compared to others at their stage. Mostly a hunter-gatherer society harbored within the dense jungles of their planet, they are ignorant to the outside universe and their squabbles. Any space battles or explosions they may see in their atmosphere they write off as the gods' will or doing. They worship the Three Night Sisters, minor deities that favor the people they preside over. Magic is considered forbidden except on a minor level, as they believe any form of casting spells forsakes their Sisters and disrespects their powers. Usage of magical items or plants thought to be gifted to them by the Sisters is okay and often encouraged. They are generally a united race, with no factions or governments, just friendly tribes scattered across the globe.

Age: 29 in human year; extremely young for an elf, but rather old for her society

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Sakaal

Homeworld: Thola is a dense jungle planet with a few oceans staining its surface. It is known to the general public only by its stance under the Primordial Stages Act, but to smugglers and swashbucklers, its a midway planet that is conveniently filled with exotic animals and planets to snatch before moving on to the next planet. These aliens are thought to be demons combating the Sisters, trying to become gods themselves, with their chests of rich metals and servants of magic and machine by their sides. Thola suits the crude elves well, providing them with an abundant food source but many predatory species that are a constant threat to the survival of the tribe.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Role: Ship Surgeon/Doctor

Skills: Sakaal was born with innate magic, magic too strong for her tribe to understand or even acknowledge beyond the fact she has always been particularly good with healing herbs. They believe she was blessed by the Third Sister, goddess of fire and sickness, and holds great favor in her eyes, as just about any patient who had come into Sakaal's care would "escape their funeral pyre." It was almost as if Sakaal' presence had an effect on the diseased and sickly. She has also been trained in combat, though it is nothing compared to the more advanced species in the universe, so she tends to not battle much, preferring the sidelines and the injured.

History: Sakaal was young and lost whenever she first encountered foreigners. She had always been warned away from the "demons" of outerspace, but since she was under the impression she was touched by the Third Sister herself, she believed she could approach them and leave unscathed. She greeted them with typical Tholaian ferocity, demanding they leave her planet immediately. The smugglers found it rather funny, but were not harsh to the girl. The gifted her a few trinkets from other worlds in exchange for her name and a few healing oils. Sakaal realized that these men could not be demons, that there must be people beyond her tribe. She kept her new friends a secret and visited them often as she grew older. She slowly developed a rudimentary understanding of their language, so they began telling her stories of the other worlds, of how fantastical and beautiful they were. She soon began dreaming of leaving with the smugglers, escaping and exploring new places and new people. Sakaal felt as if she were betraying Third Sister, but as her healing abilities flourished, she took it as a sign that Third Sister had no intent to punish her for being in contact with Others.

When she was 13, the merchants had a real doctor with them one day. His name was Mathias and he was about 20 at the time, just out of college and ready to reap the universe. He was a pretty boy, some type of humanoid with pale skin and silver eyes, and the young girl was drawn to his white beauty. He had originally intended that to be his only visit to the planet, but the prospect of teaching a youthful and talented endemic fascinated him, so he kept returning to teach her new and brilliant spells. She took to them well, her power flourishing under his instruction. At 16, she was close to college-entry level skills. The elf had trouble hiding her growing powers as time went on; more people died that she could've saved if she used her forbidden art to save them, but she knew she was risking her own life and safety just by learning it. Impressed by her progress, Mathias gifted her a mobile translator earpiece, a device (as long as in working use) that would translate all speech into her mother tongue. Sakaal was thrilled by it, but didn't quiet understand the implications that came with it. Mathias wanted her to come away with him and help cure the broken universe, for her to be his interstellar companion. When she was 18, he began trying to persuade her to leave her people, to come with him. She was reluctant, as her healing skills had proven to be extremely helpful to her tribe and their survival. The jungle was becoming harsher and thicker, something she believed was her fault. First and Second Sister must've found out about her magic, they must be punishing the tribe for her sin. Her mother died from an odd animal attack when she was 19, leaving her heartbroken and mourning. Mathias took advantage of her grief and told her that the Sisters would be appeased if she left, that if she removed herself from the bloodline maybe her father would live to reproduce again and save his family name. Vulnerable and impressionable, Sakaal left with Mathias and the band of smugglers, not even taking the time to say goodbye to her father or her friends.

They traveled the domain of Arc Luminous for many years; Mathias taught Sakaal as much as he could about what planets they visited and their people, though he mostly kept her aboard the ship, fearing she might try to escape or find a way back to her planet, as he had grown to love her and meant to propose a binding union to her soon. The elf had no idea she had technically been kidnapped; she believed every word out of Mathias's mouth as if it came from Third Sister herself. When Mathias asked for her hand in marriage, she accepted. Deep down, she knew her mother and father would be ashamed of her. While they had no other knowledge of other species, they tended to marry within their own tribe, often to cousins or even siblings. To wed such a foreigner was a crime in Thola, but she swallowed her guilt and became Mathias's wife.

With Sakaal now secured in marriage, Mathias was more lenient about her travels. She began accompanying him on mission trips and stood by him when confronting pirates or overlords. This introduced her to the more sinister part of the "underground" (so to speak). She witnessed murder and thievery, treated many rape and mutilation cases when giving aid to Crux Tenebre territories. The elf began thinking the profession was too dangerous for her and her husband, as she was scared she could get pregnant at any time. One day when cooperating with a pirate captain, Sakaal recognized him as one of the original smugglers she met as a child. Overjoyed to see him again, Sakaal asked if he had been to Thola at all lately, how her people were. Before her old friend could respond, Mathias dragged her away, claiming the man had the intent to poison and kill her. In reality, he didn't want her to know the state of her world. He had kept tabs on it and word was that the Crux empire was closing in on it and its natural resources. He knew that if she found out, she would want to return to defend her tribe.

Suspicious of her husband's actions, Sakaal began snooping around his things whenever he was not aboard their ship. She eventually found papers, reports, tall tales of the Crux encroaching upon Thola. Sakaal realized Mathias had kept these things from her, and knew he had betrayed her. Heartbroken, she snuck away from her husband in an attempt to get back to her people. By the time she arrived on Thola, it was too late. The jungles burned and the panthers screeched and her people cried. She fled the carnage, finding herself at the nearest port. She found an advertisement of a ship looking for a doctor. She took the job, unknowingly becoming a pirate herself. She's been with the crew for only a month or two now.

Personality: She's soothing in nature like almost every healer must be, but she finds nearly nobody trustworthy anymore. The deceit and lies from her husband have made her weary of anybody who claims to be all-knowing or of higher intelligence. She can be talkative and finds everything more peaceful when she has a patient to work on.

Other: She may or may not be pregnant

@Irisity

@Dead Cruiser Done!

[Dead Cruiser]

@FrozenEcstasy I more or less like where you're going with this, but overall the character feels unfocused. There's just a lot going on thematically. He's a war robot, but also a medical robot, from a planet that is a high tech center, but also a dead world, but also undergoing a vicious civil war. He's a rogue android, but also insatiably curious, but also violent by nature. Kind of understand what I'm getting at? He would benefit from having his concept refined, in my opinion.

@Irisity Looks good to me. I would just ask that you maybe go back over your posts in the future, as I found some of your phrasing a bit awkward and verbose at times. No biggy, it could just flow better. Regardless, you're accepted.

A small note I forgot to mention in the setting primer that Sakaal reminded me of: such races as elves, humans, dwarves and so on may exist on many distant worlds in forms that can be identical outside of culture, or moderately divergent. This is believed to be the effect of colonialism in the distant and lost past, seeding many worlds with a small collection of familiar races. Highly divergent races (e.g. a race of mushroom people being called "elves") are attributed to miscommunications between natives and extraterrestrials or colonists.

[vFear]

UMBRA Vanguard-Type SA11

^{"Armsman, do you.. aren't you afraid of dying?"}_{"I have self-preservation code - I just happen to have a bigger pair than you, huh?"}

Name:
UMBRA Vanguard-Type SA11 - informally, "Eleven" is normally used.

Race:
Vanguard-Type Series A android.

The Vanguard-Type line of androids was the first successful line of sentient-AI combat androids produced by the UMBRA project, a project launched within Arc Luminous as a means to produce high-performing martial assets against the Crux Tenebre without risking valuable lives. The series-A line only saw a total of 19 models produced before the series was discontinued for a variety of reasons, with one of the leading reasons being high maintenance demands due to a lack of integration with the later-invented SAGE rapid repair system and the ability to disable output inhibitors, which greatly pushed the android beyond its physical boundaries to its own detriment in exchange for an almost outrageous performance boost - output inhibiting was enforced in all future models. The Vanguard-Type B-series later produced a total a total of 192 units which remains in the service, and the C-series currently fields a classified total number of units only known to exceed 400.

Age:
The AI behind SA11 has been in service for 62 years, although the hardware is consistently cycled out or repaired as need be, making physical age almost irrelevant beyond the maintenance logbook.

Gender:
Feminine design and voice, although ultimately not applicable.

Appearance:
SA11, like every other A-series robot, stands at a regimental 6 feet with a clear complexion, just-shoulder length dark brown hair, and a visibly unremarkable build - although physically, the nature of the robotics allow for athlete-level performance. Her eyes are a fairly vibrant shade of ultramarine blue. Her facial features are mostly soft with some angular influence and her hair is normally worn in a ponytail or a bun. The A-series line was modeled after the inventors recently deceased wife in her memory bar some changes, such as a different height and visible build. To the unwary, SA11 is effectively indistinguishable from a humanoid female.

Homeworld:
Voidstation U, a facility built specifically to house the UMBRA project. Located in a geograpcailly useless section of voidspace located within Arc Luminous territories, so that travelers might not draw close.

Alignment:
While the A-series was largely true neutral, SA11 has deviated to neutral good through her learning adaption algorithms and developed AI quirks.

Role:
Master-at-Arms.

Skills:
While completely devoid of arcane ability, the A-series androids were made for martial applications, with one of the foremost applications being combat, second to intelligence gathering; while others might fight be combat experts in their own rights, SA11 is at home in a fight and moves with fluidity, distinction, and purpose. Her combat programming covers a broad number of bases: the use of majority of common weapons, a heads-up display with supporting algorithms such as firing arc calculators for ranged combat, strike predictions in melee combat, and route calculation algorithms, psuedo-biometric algorithms permitting for personal clinical application of agility and flexibility, and more.

While her combat programming is formidable in itself, her learning adaptation algorithms from personally collected data - or in other words, what she's learnt in her time - has brought her to come to favor bladed weapons and sidearms, utilized in an aggressive and agile style.

Other notable technological features include:
• Output inhibitors - While the Vanguard-series of android are capable of outputting much more than they do at the regimental standard rate, outputting any more than such would be to the physical detriment of the android as it would exceed the maximum load bearing of numerous internal parts. For this reason, output inhibitors were installed to keep it at a safe and sustainable rate. In the A-series specifically, however, the unit or a superior can disable the output inhibitors on an android, in turn allowing to move and act well beyond their limits at the expense of their physical "health". When the inhibitors are disabled, the irises of the glow a keen ice blue from the heightened power output.
• Evade-assist visual illusion system (EAVIS) - The evade-assist visual illusion system is a system that was implemented into A-series androids and B-series prototypes, although never saw mass-production in the standard B or C series. When the android moves to evade, dodging in a particular direction, the system rapidly collects and projects visual sensory data from around the android: in effect, making the android appear transparent during the evasive maneuvers. When the output inhibitors are disabled, this is replaced with numerous "after-images" trailing behind them, however is active non-stop throughout the direction. The system was later scrapped due to its intense power-draw, which inhibited combat efficiency up to 37 percent.
• After-market energy-maintenance modifications - SA11 has installed a number of after-market modifications allowing her to "harvest", in effect, electricity from other sources in order to maintain her combat effectiveness. The A-series was particularly ill-renowned for its high energy draw, making them unreliable in longer battles and skirmishes; to make up for this, as well as to give herself a means to last longer while fighting without output inhibitors, SA11 installed these modifications so that she can drain electricity from power sources through the palms of her hands.

Beyond her sheer martial prowess, she's pretty useless. She's learned how to lead enough to manage ship security and boarding actions, but other than that she leaves the rest to others. In particular, she's a terrible cook.

History:
UMBRA Vanguard-Type SA11 was the 11th of 19 models - hence, the 11 - produced as part of the Series A UMBRA project, a project started within Arc Luminous to produce high-performing martial assets without risking valuable lives. The A series was the first successful series produced, with three unsuccessful prototypes coming beforehand - the latest of which three is still unaccounted for today, as it escaped from the facility it was within. SA11 was a part of the fourth production cycle, which included models SA11 to SA15. In effect, what the UMBRA project had created is artificial life: with sentient-level AI, the androids experienced feelings, free thought - albeit actions limited by restraining codes as a fail-safe, and more in the same vein.

Models SA11 through SA15 were created in the first batch of four on-board the secretive Voidstation U within Arc Luminous territory. They were subjected to the first of the stage-three trials, with that batch being the primer for future mass production. They were thoroughly tested and examined for deficiencies resulting from making 4 units at a time instead of 2; while most of the androids registered positive for information retention as installed in their operating systems and otherwise overall functionality, SA13 returned a defective AI core and was marked for disassembly, but otherwise the batch was successful.

The units that passed the trials went on into active service: this included SA1 through to SA15 with the exceptions of SA3, SA4, SA7, and SA13, which all registered defective and were marked for disassembly. The units varied between one-man, two-man, and four-man teams, to execute operations normally varying between shock-and-awe combat operations and field intelligence acquisition. The androids developed something of a familial bond between one another over this time - to the concern and debate of the researchers within the UMBRA project - and shared their adaptations - or, in other words, what they've learnt - with one another, generally improving across the board; throughout these exchanges, they shared rumors they'd heard of SA13 evading the researchers and discovering something within the voidstation, although they kept it strictly between themselves for obvious reasons. SA1, 5 and 14 later died in combat, SA9 was captured by the enemy, and SA8 died as result of her output inhibitors failing to reactivate after a partial systems failure from extended use.

Later, after returning to the facility following a combat operation, the surviving androids - SA2, 6, 7, 10, 11, 12, and 15 - returned to the facility where they were confronted by SA13. SA13 explained that her defect was hyper-adaption and from which, she managed to escape the researchers and took about the facility to try and find a way out. She found a way out, but she also found out that the A-series was being discontinued for unreliability and all models were to be scrapped for reuse in the recently passed B-series. SA13 gave the androids a choice: either follow her out and be free, or remain to be scrapped. Models 7, 10 and 15 opted to stay with model 7 going as far as to try to eliminate 13, while 11 - with her best friend, 12 - chose to escape with 13. The ensuing battle left a significant amount of the facility in ruin, with a total of three units choosing to turn off their output inhibitors to even the odds. SA12 died in the battle, leaving SA13 and SA11 to escape by commandeered voidship.

The following months were lonely. SA11 and SA13 took to the void to seek out a better life - a life like the others in the galaxy have. To this end, they settled on the mild planet of Cerule, which was known for its high natural deposits of gold. SA13, with her hyper-adaptivity, settled into a comfortable life working for local law enforcement, where she later became a detective; SA11, however, wasn't comfortable with a life revolved around mediation instead of combat, and took back to the stars seeking out the privateers life.

After a brief stint serving on the privateer vessel King's Star, SA11 later signed on with the Nova Dawn following threats from the crew to sell her out to the authorities. She was initially part of the boarding crew before eventually, granted a number of years, she eventually settled as the ships master-at-arms, where she's been now for some years.

Personality:
SA11 is a pragmatic, no-nonsense android - much the same as most of her former peers - with developed personality quirks creating a strong, almost rude tomboy-esque personality. She takes her job, including the security of the ship, very seriously and grants no quarter in regards to it. While she's normally at least somewhat distant from most of the crew, she cares for them in her own way, particularly when it comes to the boarding party: her own way normally involving cursewords and distant actions that she normally denies having a part in, but nevertheless she does.

Other:
idk i might get a theme later.

@vFear

Aaand done. Probably pending a few revisions with grammar and phrasing _{because I low key got impatient and just pumped it out in one hit.}
Let me know if you need any changes.
@Dead Cruiser

[Hologram Prose]

Highly divergent races (e.g. a race of mushroom people being called "elves") are attributed to miscommunications between natives and extraterrestrials or colonists.

@Dead Cruiser

I really like this idea. :D