[CHAR] The Black Void Pirates

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The Crew

Vertex

Vertex

Age:
50

Gender:
Female

Class:
Commando

Race:
Part Draken part human

Draken

Name:
Draken

Home planet:
Drogohime

Enviroment:
The planet ranges from several different biomes, ranging from Volcanic to long grassy plains and barren deserts

Physical look:
Draken are large reptilian humanoids, standing larger and heavier than normal humans on average at times with only in some rare cases for them to be shorter than humans and other races. Draken have shield shaped scales on their limbs stopping just before their torso, a sole line of scales trail up their spine and outline their faces, each Draken has a pair of curling horns growing from their brow, and slitted reptilian eyes with bright yellow irises. have sinuous tails growing from just over their behinds, fully prehensile and tapered to a fine point. Draken Their tails are covered with small, soft scales, and are smooth from tip to base. Draken tails help with balance and for ones that are born with wings they use their wings for balance during flight and can be controlled precisely enough to operate tools and assist in other activities.

Racial traits:
The most notable of their traits are their curved horns and colored scales, while they do have supple soft skin they have incredibly tough scales that depend on their environment they were raised in lastly is their scaled hands with sharp almost pointed nails as sharp as their teeth that could be used as weapons and are cold blooded creatures.

Life span:
For Full blooded Draken the longest they can live is 450 years, while for half blooded Draken their life span will be dwarfed to a 150 years, their adulthood is reached at the age of 20.

Diet:
Draken are largely carnivorous creatures eating only meat of beings they consider lesser beings or prey, as long as it's made of meat and not poisonous towards them they will gorge themselves on it.

Home world:
None

Appearance:
Vertex stands at the height of 6'5, her face is human in shape and structure, with smooth, fair skin, and scales on her cheeks; her face was beautiful once, now it's scarred with her left eye blinded. Like most Draken her right eye is a bright yellow with a vertical slit, long dark hair cascades down her back with only a couple dark locks of raven colored hair flowing in front of her face.

Down the back of her neck and around her shoulders house sturdy shield like black scales to protect her body from damage, the scales travel down her muscular arms and wraps around her wrist and claw like hands; around her belly and sizable chest her body is more skin than scales, and due to her human side her skin is softer than full blooded members of her kind.

From the waist down black scales coat Vertex's legs, with feet ending in supple, smooth leathery soles; jutting from her back side is a foot long dark scaled tail that moves to and fro at her command, due to being part human she lacks the wings other members of her race would have.

When on the ship, Vertex will wear a simple wide neck white blouse with short sleeves to show off her scaled arms, around her waist she will have a belt that wraps around her solid waist and keeps her jeans from falling to her ankles, while she may wear pants and a shirt she will forgo wearing shoes on her own ship letting her reptilian like feet be free. While Raiding or on a mission she wears a heavy set of metal armor matching the dark color of her scales, the armor is almost akin to a knight's armor with metal covering most of the body and leaving little openings, due to it's weight and shape it's only useful to Vertex herself.

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Former Profession: Mercenary

Personality:
On the outside Vertex can be a brooding, cold, gruff and sometimes cynical, when it comes to her crew Vertex demands strength and loyalty from them all, she doesn't accept weakness among her crew and is quick to remind the others of it whenever she feels it needs to be brought up, while she expects the best from her own crew she isn't unfair but tries to be strict towards them.

When it comes down to combat Vertex isn't a stranger, choosing to prefer doing things she claims are the "easy way" when it comes to their missions before rethinking the strategy and remember that she has allies to think of, while she's not forgetting about her crew she'd just rather gun down her enemies with several magazines of ammo and enjoying the feeling in the moment before running out of ammunition or needing to retreat.

Despite the above, Vertex isn't without heart, while she may not show it or give the crew much praise she cares deeply for each member and know that each time they take a step off the ship it's a chance they could end up dead or at anytime all of them could be slaughtered and chooses to be the protective wall that stops them from being killed.

History:

Captain Vertex's past is filled with more violence than most would ever want in their life time; when she was young Vertex attempted to join a military to fight for a cause to find something that would give her a drive, but once she joined and passed the training to fight with heavy armor she shot her commanding officer in the face after an ambush wiped out half of her squad and they lost an outpost they needed to continue their campaign instead of being arrested by the everyone in the base, Vertex and the last remaining members of the squad held out against the rest of the base's soldiers, stole a number of it's weapons then escaped in the dead of night on a ship.

Once the squad was out of danger they all voted on a leader and at first it wasn't Vertex, instead of being simple criminals, they were first Mercenaries fighting for money under different names and with a different ship. They hid their identities behind mask while people paid them to fight their battles, kill dangerous aliens or beast, or sometimes simply deliver something illegal or too dangerous for others to transport. During one of the of their missions on a hostile world, a grenade blew up their leader and once the lasers, bullets, and plasma stopped being fired they had to vote for another leader, and once again it wasn't Vertex, but she didn't want to be the leader.

As the years began to climb on, Vertex watched as her allies fell down beside her one by one every couple years, some in her arms slowly without her being able to stop it, while some died almost instantly, once it was simply her left Vertex decided that she was gonna make her own crew with the ship now that it simply was just her by herself, she was no long going to be a Mercenary, and figured that she could make more credits being a pirate.

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• Primary:PKR Light Machine gun with grenade launcher
• Secondary:Uroboros custom
• Melee: Fist or the buttstock of her PKR
• Equipment:
  Mobile shield projector
  incendiary grenade rounds
  EMP grenade rounds
  Acid grenade rounds

Other:

Ahote Ulaz

Odd

Robert "Guerrila" Hadovich

12D

Miranda Alvarez

[MonachromeX2]

Amphibious Techie

Ahote Ulaz

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Age:
25

Gender:
Male

Class:
Techie

Race:

Undine

Name:
Undine

Home Planet:
Nifiris, the Aqua moon

Environment:
The warm waters of the Southern trench, ecompassed with fields of bright green kelp and teeming with aquatic life.

Physical Appearance:
The Undine are a race of sub-aquatic humanoids that resemble the mermaids and sirens of Old Earth legend. Their torsos and heads appear very human, though their are exceptions between the different subspecies, while their lower halfs are those of fish. There are only slight differences among the sexes as the females lack mammary glads, primarily in that femals have shorter "Hair" like apendages than the males due to having thicker skin. Among the most notible are the Striped Tigris Tribe and the Great Carchado Clan. The Tigris Tribe are noted to look quite similar to the Tiger Sharks of Earth, while the Cannibalistic Carchado Clan appear closer to the Great Whites.

Common Traits:
The most common traits of the undine would be the slightly retractable claws at the tips of their fingers, Elongated Jaw (made up of crystalized cartilige), and large caudal (tail) fins. Undine also continue to replace lost teeth until they die.

Lifespan:
Undine naturally have rather long lifespans, some elders reaching up to 60 cycles (120 years) old. However due to the savage nature of their nomadic lives, few reach half that age. Due to this, the average life expectancy is about 15-20 cycles.

Mating/Courtship Rituals:
These practices often include shows of strength and possibly dancing from the males. They may also bring gifts such as brightly colored shells and pearls or go to great lengths to emphasize ideal traits. All Undine tend to practice biting as a way to get the attention of the female. Females tend to have bite marks across their bodies and shoulders after mating, though these bites are not as ferocious as feeding bites. Once the male has gotten the attention of the female, the female may practice rejection behavior. Tigris, in particular, have been observed refusing, avoiding, and blocking males they are not interested in. If a female does decide a male is an adequate mating partner, they will flare and cup their pelvic fins. Some species of Undine like the petite Jeral and Carchado will choose more than one mate.

Reproduction:
Due to the shortend life expectency, Undine reach sexual maturity at a younger age, at only 4 cycles (8 years). The females carry the young, very similar to humans with the only difference being the two year long gestation period. At the end of which the give birth to between 2 and 5 children, called pups. Due to the lack of mammary glands, the mothers do not produce milk so the young are born already able to handle solid food. The pups are often raised by the more protective males, rather than the aggressive females, this has led to pups having a much closer connection to their male family members than their female ones.

Diet:
Undine are omnivores, though the many sharp, serrated teeth they have leads others to believe otherwise. With approximately 48 teeth at any given time, only 8 of the back molars are flat enough for mashing up vegetation. Due to this, they do consume far more meat than most omnivores, some clans even going as far as to eat other Undine

Special Traits:
All Undine contain special sensory organs that allow for the transmission and reception of electrical signals. While most can only sense bioelectrical signals there are individuals whom can also read mechanical emissions. Undine also have enhanced scent receptors called nares, instead of nostrils they have 4 slightly slanted, verticle slits on their snout. These receptors are so strong that they allow undine to not only recognize individuals by scent up to 30 meters away, they can also identify the emotions of others. Some individual have mastered this, while others only understand some of the more simple emotions. Their hearing is also quite adept, though not to the same level as their olfactory sense.

Social Structure:
The Undine are nomadic by nature, so their social norms are quite different for the more 'Civilized' races. They hold tightknit groups, primarily comprised of females with a few males in the Tribes or Clans. The matriarchs of the groups, are usually the strongest females are are often called Chetar (Ket-Tar). These groups are often very tactile, with members openly embracing or rough housing regardless of sex.

Language:
With their atrophied vocal cords, Undine do not have a verbal language but instead they speak in a series of subvocal growls, trills, and chirps as well as electrical impulses among their kind. Their written language is one that very few ouside the race understand do to its rolling, and recursive nature. It has been compared to Ancient Earth runes but it is hard to tell with the lack of tense and plurals often confounding the few who bother to research it.

Religion:
While there is no set religion or faith followed by the Undine, they do believe in the transfer of energy. Some families even perform funeral rights for not only their loved ones, but the creatures that they hunt and kill. Often giving thanks for the meat, and tools that they provide and celebrating the accomplishments of their fallen kin.

Traditions:
These differ from tribe to tribe and clan to clan. The Tigris tribe have had the tradition of stringing their teeth along braided chains of their mother's 'hair' to mark their passage in their lives. These chains are maintained by their father's, whom supply the first tooth, quite a bit larger than the tooth of the child that marks their first cycle in the cosmos. When one becomes a parent, a tooth from each of their pups is added to their chain. This chain is supposed to simbolize that no matter where life takes you, that your family will always be with you.

Home world:
Nifiris, Moon of Ovania.

Appearance:
Like most of his species, Ahote has a rather unique appearance. Standing at an impressive 6'3", he has an angular face with sharp, deepset golden eyes, uncommon for his species. His "Hair" is longer than most, reaching all the way to his dorsal fin, though he usually keeps it in a high ponytail. He tries to refrain from smiling too wide, so as not to unsettle others with his elongated jaw filled with many, razor sharp, serrated teeth. With rough, bluish gray skin made up of dermal denticles similar to armoured spines, sparcely decorated with darker stripes. He has a moderately sized, slightly slanted dorsal fin on his lower back that is abour 22 inches long and stops just before his knees as well as a single fin on each of his forearms. Through several successful sessions of gene therapy, Ahote has lost the long tail that is part of his species and instead having two legs and longer and thicker webbing on his feet as well as small caudal fins on either calf. His hands have long fingers that are tipped with sharp, slightly retractable claws.

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Former Profession:
Lead Weapons designer and engineer for Y-on (Ion) industries.

Personality:
Despite his outward appearance, Ahote is not a very violent man. He is very much an introvert, choosing to be by himself most of the time. He even goes so far as to sleep in the hangar bay rather than the crew barracks. He does this not because of a predisposition but rather due to the fact that he does not understand the way most of the crew interract especially with their boundary "issues" As part of a nomadic tribe of a subvocal race, Ahote is very tactile and quick to show emotion. He doesn't understand the need for "Personal space" unless the other party is angry. Despite his inability to read social cues, he is highly intellegent and a whiz in terms of technology. This may be in part due to his ability to read Electrical impulses, allowing a sort of telepathic link with machines. While it doesn't enable to actually "Talk" to and control devices, it does help him pinpoint weaknesses or disruptions that would allow for easier understanding or hacking of said device. Ahote is also extremely territorial, especially in regards to his toolkit and personal weapons.

History:
Born and raised on Nefiris, Ahote showed a talent for reading electric signals at a very young age. Later discovering that his Ampullae of Lorenzini, the sensory organ around the nose of sharks and Undine that allows for not only the reading but sending of electrical signals, was far more advanced than a vast majority of his species. Using this to his advantage he was sent off world to Ovania to learn and practice engineering. Quickly rising among his class, he was recruited to work for the government as a weapons designer and engineer. Realizing that the weapons he was building were being used to 'terminate' and enslave primitive races like his own. With this knowlege he destroyed a vast amount of his research before going on the run.

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• Primary:
  M1-R "Revolver" - A rather outdated weapon that combines the technological advances of date as well as the old earth designs. It relighs on lead bullets, though Ahote is working on a way to create nanite charge bullets that won't fry the 'delecate' mechanisms of the weapon.(Long-mid range)
• Secondary:
  N3PT-N3 - A self-designed and engineered retractible triton that fires strong electric pulses to stun others. The blades at the tip have a micro-motor that causes them to vibrate and heat up in order to reduce resistance when stabing or slashing through armor and flesh. It is more commonly known as "Neptune". (Mid-short range)
• Melee:
  Electro-Nanite Whip - A Whip comprised of interconnected nanite bugs. When active it gives the appearance of a flexible cord of light and can stun those lashed by it. It can also ensnare objects and others and emit electric shocks which can be lethal with prolonged use. (Short range)
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  Telecomlink - It appears to be a wristwatch that can emit a holographic display. It is used primarily for hacking aas well as accessing most of the base fuctions of the ship to monitor in case of repairs. It is modded to not only interpret his neutological signals into keycommands for faster hacking but, also give a nasty stun shock to anyone who tries to remove it without the proper input code, which changes day to day.
  
  EMP Spider - Ahote has a small supply of micro-EMP charges. They are small arachnid shaped devices that release a weak electromagnetic pulse that short circuts electronic devices. However, the range is incredible small, only reaching objects that they are in direct contact with. They are primarily used to help test the voltage of his experimental designs though enough of them could temporarily disable a single enemy shield.
  
  Engineers's toolkit - A rather comprehensive assortment of tools used to build and repair. He is rather protective of it and refuses to allow anyone to touch it, especially his handmade micro-torch.

Other:
Vocal Graft - Ahote underwent surgery to add an additional set of vocal cords so that he could learn to speak the common tongue. however, since they are not his true vocal cords, his voice is rather rough and raspy and speaking for too long or too loudly tends to hurt him.

Lung replacement - As his species hold both gills and reduced lungs, Ahote had his reduced lungs replaced with fully functioning ones so that he could be above water indefinitely.

Boneless - Despite his imposing figure, like all Undine, his skeletal structure is made up of calcified and crystalized cartilige allowing for a flexible, light weight, but durable structure. This both aids and hinders him in CQC as he is surprisingly light on his feet however blunt force does far more damage than normal.

Family Ties - The traditional jewelry of the Tigris Tribe. Made from the hair of his mother, Aveeta and hontain the teeth of his father, Jool and three children Kalfa, Veena, and Hanul as well as himself.

Extra: Ahote has been mated before and has three pups still on Nifiris. They were born on the eve of his seventh cycle (14th birthday) and as such contains three small undine teeth on his Family Chain, between the seventh and eight larger teeth to the left. (his sixth and seventh cycle teeth)

[Zelosse]

Odd - Mercenary

Odd

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Age: 35

Gender: Male

Class: Commando

Race: Human

Home world: None

Appearance: Odds suit was one of many taken from a corporate fleet of mercenaries and further modded during his time as a mercenary to be capable of breathing outside of the ship for a short period of time. The helmet has a dropdown screen with a display hud and a zoom function.

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Former Profession: Raider

Personality: Odd is very much his namesake. Aboard the Wyvern he is quiet, contemplative, distant but not unfriendly. It is more like he avoids getting involved in the affairs of his fellow crewmates unless specifically asked to do so and thus maintains something of a distance from the others as an observer. Gun in hand, it is a very different person. Cruel and relentless, Odd approaches every fight with a ruthless efficiency. Enemies are put down quickly, crippled or outright killed with a single shot. This same ruthlessness is applied to troublemakers operating under him.
People will warn you not to cross him and that has always been good advice.

History:
I am born of man and woman, raised in a metal craft between worlds. We settled when I was young, young enough that I cannot remember the face of my mother and father when they died. Their screams do not haunt me as they once did and for that there is peace of mind out here among the stars.

There was a war.. Violent, bloody, taking a toll believed to be unfathomable from both sides. Were they soldiers following orders when they had me or did they flee to protect me. These questions have no answer and become the new nightmare to torture me in the restless moments of the night.
Yet we persist on.

The settlers took me in. Fed me, clothed me, taught me. Survival is to make use of what you know and learn what you don't. Any beast can be brought down with time and any world can be conquered if your goal is to see tomorrow. That is where people like me prosper.
In the wilds.

They named me long ago when I was still a child. But that name is gone to the same force that stole their voice and face from my memories, so now it is Odd. Like me. That is what the villagers called me when I first fired a weapon. It is what they said when I practiced over and over for years at a time to hit my targets.

'He's odd, for sure.'

I will find my home someday. I will take what I must to keep moving forward, one step and one shot at a time. The raiders who thrive on violence were 'home' for a time and got me the knowledge I lacked to survive on more than just my own planet. To survive on all planets. To take what is theirs and make it your own.

I was born to spill blood. So answer me and spare yourself the pain; Where do you keep your goods?

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• Primary:
  
  
  Assault rifle

  
  Modified to fire in 3-round burst or the standard full automatic, the magazine has a 60 round capacity. Attached scope has only minor magnification, but the rifle itself is incredibly accurate even at great distances making it a versatile choice capable of performing on any occasion.
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  Bouncer

  
  Prototype 6 shooter stocked with energy cells, the high powered precision sidearm is capable of firing all six shots within seconds without the need to reload. Each power cell generates its full devastating charge in mere moments after use thus the six shooter style allowing said recharge time without overloading the cell. As an added benefit, the Bouncer can still fire lead ammunition if power cells are in short supply.
  Odd stole this particular weapon from a weapon manufactory supply train on its way to mass production factories.
• Melee:
  None
• Equipment: Smoke canisters (x2), 3 primary clips (located on right hip), Sidearm lead ammo (12 shots).

Other: None

[GingerBoi123]

Guerrila

Robert "Guerrila" Hadovich

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Age: 30

Gender: Male

Class: Commando

Race: Human (Death World)

Home world: Skarna III

Appearance:Robert is a specimen of a man. Standing at 6' 2" and is as strong and as fit as they come. He prefers to keep his hair completely shaven, and under his neck his body sports all manners of scars which he likes to keep as "trophies." His combat pants are almost always on, as well as his boots, vest and red bandana. The colours can change to suit whatever the mission is, as well as tactical facepaint. Although he likes for it to represent something from his home planet. He keeps his necklace on always, adorned with three teeth from the first three beasts he slayed.

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Former Profession:Skarna Wayfinder

Personality: Robert is a cold man, who seems to come alive in the midst of combat, or training for combat, or preparing for combat... Okay, he loves combat. It's what he and his people lived for, it's what they were bred for. Living on Skarna changes you, and it takes a certain ruthlessness and ferocity to survive the untamed wilds. He is a loyal and fierce ally to have, and will follow any order or request to the letter. He's not much for talking, mostly allowing his actions and gestures to represent his words, although most only mean something to the Skarnian People.

History:
The Skarna system was a remarkable collection of planets, purchased by a "science-driven" corporation. Each planet was almost akin to Earth, composite wise at least. However, each planet possessed something that made it completely different to Earth. Skarna III was considered the "death world". Everything on Skarna III had evolved to kill, from the wildlife to the plantlife, no inch was ever safe. The corporation, known as 'Bio Enterprise'. The plan was to send a detachment of willing human volunteers to each planet and study their progress. Of course, the true nature of the planets were not disclosed, and a group of humans were sent to Skarna III with very little to defend themselves with.

After this plan was uncovered, Bio Enterprise lost a lot of money to court costs and compensation money. The company went bust, and they weren't able to pull out the humans from the planet. Every rescue mission failed due to the planet's wildlife, and everything seemed lost. The notion of rescuing the humans were abandoned and they were thought to be dead. What they didn't consider, was that the humans might actually survive. Only a few at first, but their community grew, and then their technology and a whole new society surviving off of the hostile land.

The experiment took place many years ago, in the early ages of galactic governance. The community couldn't concern themselves with time for education or outreaching planets. Everything they did, every action, every movement, every breath HAD to go towards surviving. Letting your guard down just once could make you Kroza food. The language broke down and social interaction too. A new way of life was founded, a new iteration of 'humanity'. Once word of survivors got off-planet, many sought after the fabled Skarnian Warriors. People discovered a planet-wide war tribe of hardened men, women and even children. Rob was offered a contract, a chance to use his talents. He accepted and bid farewell to his people.

The group of pirates found great use in their savage Rambo man. Reports of solo massacres against rival gangs near the sector skyrocketed, the bodies were found to have energy burns and wounds, as well as crude cuts and slit necks from a primitive blade. This was the handiwork of the "Guerrila." However, when Rob was tasked with slaughtering innocents, he turned on his employers and took them down before making an escape. Wondering the cosmos, he came in contact with the Black Void. The Captain saw the promise and talents of the man. Rob had experience in all types of combat. Frontline, infiltration... he had to employ it all when he was at Skarna III. He could do it again. With the promise of glorious battles, a fed wallet and the chance to right wrongs, how could the man refuse?

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• Primary: L-25 Assault Rifle- A fully automatic energy rifle, the gun that was given to Robert from his first employers. He christened the gun "Blaze-Kra" or Sun-Burst in the common tongue. It's magazines act more like batteries to charge the gun, making reloading few and far between. It can go from single shot to burst to full-auto and is quite modular. Being able to be fitted with an assault scope (capable of 2x and 4x zoom), energy bayonet, and a suppressor. Whatever Rob feels he requires at the time.
• Secondary: Death-Blam is Rob's personal lead pistol. A primitive, crude revolver made from his home planet, but effective nonetheless. 6-Shooter revolver with armor-piercing lead rounds that could split apart the skull of the toughest mastodons. It is a high impact weapon but super loud weapon that Rob keeps as his
• Melee: Carbon Steel Bowie Knife- Razor is another keepsake from Skarna III. Despite it's primitive build, it's a lot sharper than it has any right to be. Razor has been the tool of many of Rob's stealth kills. If both of his firearms break, he'd rather have nothing but his fists, his wits, and Razor by his side
• Equipment: 2x Frag Grenades
  2x Flash Bangs

[KatKook]

Unit 12D

Android Unit No. 12 Type D

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Hider

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Age:
29

Gender:
Female

Class:
Sharpshooter

Race:
Human made android

Home world:
A Base orbiting earth's moon

Appearance:
12D is designed as human female, with a slim but fit frame, long white hair, grey eyes and a rather attractive face in human standards. As an android who has deserted, her appearance and general look may look a bit beat up and filthy, but it is only because of all the battles she has been in.

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Former Profession:
Battle android - Androids like these are meant to be more human like, so these androids think, feel, express, bleed and most imporantly, die. It's memory files may be uploaded for backup but when it dies, its memory must be switched a different android body, a clean slate.

Personality:
Androids are not allowed to show emotion when they serve, and are often seen as cold to those who required their help. After unit 12D went AWOL she developed much more emotion than those still serving as battle androids. Unit 12D now has a much more human like personality, yet she still possesses the coldness of when she was serving as a battle android, but has grown the curiosity of a human.

History:

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Intialising...
Information corresponding: Android Unit No. 12 type D...
Requesting access...
Access granted...

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Android Unit No. 12 type D is the final type D android to be created, type D androids are androids made for combating intelligent life forms...
The Type D project ended 29 years ago...
Android Unit No. 12 Type D has had her memories reset and reformatted a total of 27 times...
Android Unit No. 12 Type D had gone AWOL and her whereabouts are currently unknown...
Suspected reason to go AWOL: Information overload...
Android Unit No. 12 Type D is suspected in q̴̸̧̧u̶͠á̧͢͠d҉̨͜͝r̡͏à̡̀͜n̴̴̴t͏̵͏ ͟2́̕͡6͘͜҉̸-̸҉͜͟͝B̡͘͢-̸̢́͜H̸͢͝2͡͞
System corrupt...
Please reset system with access code...

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Information regarding Android Unit No. 12 Type D access has been denied...
System now shutting down...

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Android Unit No. 12 Type D personal log...
It has been exactly 9 years 5 months 26 days 2 hours and 29 seconds since I have gone AWOL, I do not regret it even the slightest. The reasoning for going AWOL was their obsession for power, I refuse to be a part of that. Never again will I be used for testing, nor will I have to wear that silly uniform yet again. I do not wish to go back, nor do I wish to delete my memories...

12D signing off...

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• Primary:
  SVDK - "Dragunov" Sniper - A weapon that still used lead, but being a rather good sniper throughout the years, 12D uses it with excellent efficiency with her inbuilt targetting system installed in her brain chip.
• Secondary:
  Beretta 90two - Semi-Automatic service pistol - This weapon is commonly used when 12D is no longer hidden or in stealth, using lead bullets as a form of attack and defense in most gun fights or closer combat, in most cases this weapon is equipped with a silencer.
• Melee:
  Virtuous Contract - a short sword that appears to resemble a katana and often used when out of bullets.
• Equipment:(Anything that could be considered a utility item or gadget.)

Android communication device (It's a phone) - issued to each android as a form of communication, this device is modified so that it cannot be tracked.

Grappling hook - Located on the calf of 12D's right leg, it is often used for quick escapes and it's use is unrecognisable since it is in an odd location.

Pocket pod unit no. 0042 - this pod is commonly used when 12D needs advice from a different source, it calculates a different way and suggests it to 12D, she doesn't really choose it's suggestions though.

Other:(personal items or theme if ya want)
A white flower - its species is unknown, but it was given by another android by the name of 7H, which 12D trusted back before she went AWOL, she keeps it as her most prized possession.

Official android unit battle uniform - It is unclear why 12D keeps this, but she still has it kept and stored somwhere.

[Sierra]

[ R E D A C T E D ]

[deadweight5]

Hello, I'm hoping it's not too late for prospective submissions, if so I'd like to propose my character Grek for consideration.

Grek

Grek



Age: 34

Gender: Male

Class: Smuggler

Race: Grek's kind are referred to as Verrucosus Goblinoid by most humans as well as any "official" channels, though colloquially most use the term "goblin." Almost any self-respecting goblin resents such a classification and would prefer the name they had before man came, 'Montkin', or children of the mountain. To even utter the word is punishable by death, however, and so it is little known outside of their homeworld and is increasingly lost to time. The 'goblins' were in the midst of transition between a tribal and iron age when colonizing forces arrived, interested in the resources buried in their vast mountains, hardly tapped as of yet. They are generally regarded as savage, brutal, and warlike, in part to rationalize their enslavement, another part due to the grim reality that only the worst among them could survive and thrive in the post-colonial world.

Home world: Goblins, for the most part, hail from Montanus, named for the planet's jagged, rocky surface.

Former Profession: Warlord

Personality: Grek has a surprising sort of 'Carnival barker' charisma. He carries a cane and walks with a convincing limp only in situations where it helps the tiny creature to look as pitiful and nonthreatening as possible. Otherwise he can be surprisingly nimble and useful in a fight. He will be more flippant in the midst of other outlaws but still will seldom let down a veneer of slime and scheming. All that Grek cares for is self preservation and the advancement of his own interests. Every word he speaks has an agenda.

History:
Grek was a warlord on his homeworld, one who made his living trading prisoners of war to Indigo Corp, the mining company that other, more principled Montkin saught to fight against. The advanced weaponry gained through trading with more advanced races only solidified Grek's position further, until it was found that his capital stronghold sat atop an untold horde of platinum reserves. Grek bailed in a small escape vessel before shit fully hit the fan, and is now on a personal quest to get back on top and get revenge on those who backstabbed him for purely personal reasons.

Primary: P-52, prototype semi-auto plasma rifle given as a gift of "good faith" by Indigo Corp emissaries. Was unstoppable against any and all more primitive Montkin targets in his wake
Secondary: T-18, An energy based taser that proved useful in subduing targets Grek wanted to sell alive
Melee: Stun baton, mostly used to teach lessons to uncooperative captives
Equipment: Shackles X3
'cattle-prod' bearing Grek's name, used to identify his "product"

Other: A variety of useless trinkets, each with a tall tale of their value, used to trade and get out of sticky situations whenever possible.

[Sophrus]

character sheet

Nicolai 'Fire-Dog' Astrovia

Age:29

Gender:Male

Class:Gunslinger (fighter pilot)

Race:Military Enhanced human (details below)

Home world: agria, a world that used to be a quiet agricultural planet that fed billions on other nearby planets. However war broke out between a pair of neighboring planets and Agria became a war torn hell. Both factions had decided they must have Agria or raze the planet to deny it to their foe.

Former Profession: Fighter pilot (AWOL soldier)

Personality: Nicolai is a cocky fighter pilot like all the rest and will take crazy risks, like all fighters do. However he loves the destruction his craft is capable of and relishes laying waste to whatever he can. When not in his fighter however he is much more subdued and less prone to reckless and destructive behavior. However, being the adrenaline junkie that he is, if he doesn't have a good battle he will get mischievous and start bar fights or otherwise cause trouble.

History:
Nicolai entered the military at 18 and joined the navy showing great aptitude to both engineering and piloting. He became a fighter pilot at 20. He was to be dishonorably discharged at 25 for disrespecting superiors, recklessness, and disregard for collateral damage. The final straw was a bombing run on enemy military assets that resulted in hundreds of civilian deaths.

His commanding officer began berating him on the comms channel to which Nicolai replied disrespectfully and cut his own comms stealing his fighter, survival kit and weapons. Since then he operates as a freelance pirate, his military fighter being largely superior in most engagements, especially due to several modifications that have been made since then. He is alleged to have been partly responsible for many stolen cargo ships and destroyed civilian craft and the deaths of all aboard. He is wanted as a murderer and pirate in most sectors.

Primary:N/A
Secondary:Light plasma pistol
Melee:steel survival knife

Equipment: pilot survival kit (inside fighter craft) filled with useful equipment such as communication gear,survival rations, hazardous environment suit, basic first aid kit, water and oxygen bottles

Plasma battery charger (inside fighter) built into his fighter he can charge two plasma weapon batteries.

Military level navigation map: while the map is somewhat outdated it still has a large amount of data that is generally unavailable to civilians that has many faster (if not safer) routs through space.

Engineering repair kit: contains all the tools necessary to maintain and repair his fighter, does not contain parts however. It also contains a data slate with the exact design specifications of the fighter for pilots to repair the vehicle if necessary.

Other:
Genetic Enhancements:
reaction time increase (minor)
High G resistance (10G before blackout)
Mathematic savant (capable of complicated trajectory and orbital calculations quickly)

Fighter ship: Hammerhead long range Fighter

Fighter

X2 heavy laser pulse cannons
X2 Light plasma cannons
Sensor suite
Modifications:
Modified reactor 110% output (requires much more frequent maintenance)
Extra engine & thrusters (more maneuverable)
Removed Missile hardpoints for the above plasma cannons

[Metatrooper]

Name: Miko / Codename: Meta



Age: 31

Gender: Male

Class: Commando

Race: Human

Home world: Malakor, a remote agriculture and mining world

Appearance: Under the armor, he has short and spiky black hair with fair skin and black eyes.

Former profession: Mercenary/Bounty Hunter

Personality: Most of the time, Meta has a serious and calculating demeanor, especially on missions. Outside of combat he still possesses that demeanor, albeit in a more casual state, not afraid to speak his mind and converse with people around him and occasionally crack a joke or two. Meta usually prefers to work alone and on his own terms, however, he respects authority when he deems the leader fit and is willing to work with a partner or a team if required.

Meta is cunning and witty, preferring to strategize and play his opponents into his hand rather than just charging in guns blazing. However, it doesn't mean that he completely abhors it as brute force can be as good a solution in some cases.

During his time as a hired gun, he developed a sort of code of honor for the missions he partook in, only accepting those which abided by his code. One of the provisions of said code was that he does not condone the killing of innocents, thus did not accept bounties on targets who he thought was innocent, as well as minimizing unnecessary deaths during his missions. However, when desperate times come, he will not be afraid to do whatever it takes to ensure he accomplished his goal.

History: From his early years, Miko was trained by his father in the ways of combat, teaching him not only hand-to-hand combat but also swordsmanship and marksmanship.
As he reached the age of 14, tragedy struck, A large army of raiders attacked the city he was living in, overwhelming the local defense force and pillaging the city. Both his parents were killed, fortunately, a close family friend rescued him and together they escaped. He soon decided to join the military, getting outstanding results in training and fought for a few years before leaving the army. He then became a mercenary, an exceptional one as well, considering how well-trained and experienced he was. He built up a name for himself and soon was taking jobs from larger clients such as companies and governments. However, on one such occasion, he accepted a job from one of the top companies in the field of genetic modification as a security detail. It is here where he stumbled upon the inhumane atrocities of the company, hundreds, if not thousands of men, women and children all from different walks of life were being slaughtered, imprisoned and enslaved for their experiments and financial gain. They soon found out about his knowledge of their crimes and attempted to kill him as well, fortunately, he escaped. Now he joins the crew of the wyvern with a new goal, to take down the the company and end its injustices.

Armament:

Primary: ME-622 Plasma rifle - Assault rifle with great range and power and decent fire rate, has an automatic and semi-automatic mode.


Secondary: ES-232 Laser pistol - Slow-firing, powerful sidearm, equipped with a stun setting.


Melee: Dual wrist blades on each of his gauntlets


Equipment:

Full set of armor: Meta's suit of armor covers him from head to toe, made of a ciridium, a metal which could absorb laser fire, and a Malakium, a metal which was lighter and stronger than titanium, alloy. This rendered him resistant to some small arms fire and nearly impervious to laser-based weaponry. The design of the armor also grants decent mobility and does so without sacrificing much protection. However, it is still vulnerable to plasma shots and explosives can still reach the person inside. The armor includes his helmet which features a HUD, a targeting system, a sensor system, a pressure sealing system, and a retractable drinking straw.

Jetpack: His jetpack was remotely controlled through his helmet and is capable of carrying enough fuel for 5 minutes of sustained flight. However, it is quite fragile, one well-placed shot or a strong enough physical impact is enough to render it unusable.


Wrist gauntlets: Meta has one gauntlet on each arm. They both contain a pair of parallel wrist blades which are retractable and can be hidden inside its holding chambers when not in use. The right arm gauntlet also possesses a wrist-mounted rocket launcher and can carry up to 5 rockets at a time before needing to reload. The rocket has slightly more explosive power than an ordinary hand grenade, being able to take out light vehicles with one well-placed shot, but struggles against heavier armor. His left gauntlet contains a wrist-mounted flamethrower.