[CHAR] Mass Effect: The B Team

[Shandria]

WIP

Name: Linalla 'Lin' T'sado

Age: 27

Species: Asari

Gender: Female

Class: Medic

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Bio/Backstory: Lin wasn't ever someone too special. She didn't come from a line of Matriarchs, she wasn't someone who had a mass following, she was just, an Asari. Get her education, become a nurse, eventually rise up to full doctor status, work 9-5 as the humans would say. Simple life right?

At some point she decided the military could use her help. Things were pretty peaceful, but there always seemed to be a need for doctors nonetheless, and so she became a Military Doctor in the Asari Navy. She never knew it would take the turn it did. When working on the Citadel, at some point she was approached by an officer... not someone she would ever normally speak with. The kind of person who walks into a room and everything goes quiet. And this person actually walked straight up to her, and SALUTED her. After a few moments of stunned silence, she was simply handed a paper, and congratulated. He even called her 'Ma'am'. The strange thing was, the officer was a Human.

She opened the paper, and needless to say was completely confused to find that she was being promoted to Commander, and was to be given her own ship and was being given a very special mission. She knew the Reapers had come, and Earth had fallen, but this didn't make any sense. She would have suggested there was a mistake, but the letter was addressed, in hand writing, directly to her.

Why was a doctor, and not even a special doctor, promoted to COMMANDER of a ship? That wasn't even the same line of progression! The top title she was supposed to be able to earn was Head Surgeon or something, or Medical Director. Not, Commander of a Warship. But it was happening, and here she was, Commander Linalla freaking T'sado, Captain of the SSV Minotaur.

Fuck.

Original 'Position': Doctor

New 'Position': Commander (Yes, of the whole ship. Yes, I said Doctor.)

Equipment:

M-8 Avenger
M-25 Hornet
Pack of Medi-gel

Other: (Anything else you feel is missing.)

[Dumb1And1Lazy]

Character Sheet:

Name: Detective Maximum "Max Rampage" Rampage

Age: 24

Species: Human

Gender: Male (Detective)

Class: Infiltrator (Martial Artist)

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Hider

Bio/Backstory: Before coming to the citadel, Det. Detective Maximum "Max Rampage" Rampage was a no-nonsense detective working in the crime and vice-ridden city of Hopkinton, Massachusetts. He did his job and he did his job damn well. Detective knew that corruption ran deep in his city but it didn't stop him from doing what he knew to be right law be damned. After beating up the mayor's son for smoking marijuana, he was given a one-way transfer to C-Sec where he wouldn't be able to step on anybody's toes and where nobody would have to deal with his maverick ways.

The transfer didn't stop or even discouraged Detective and he went to work in a one-man crusade against crime especially in the sin-filled slums of the silver slum strip. His work to rid silversun of crime must have been working too well because it wasn't a few months later the C-Sec chief brought Detective Detective into his office telling him how much of a loose cannon Detective was. Detective was then told he was going to be boarding a ship away from here otherwise the chief would have his badge and gun. He refused to listen to his chief and instead turned in his badge and gun, going out on his own terms as he signed up for the military to fight space crime with his fists.

Original 'Position': C-Sec Detective

New 'Position': Researcher

Equipment: Hardlight Knunchucks, Carnifex Heavy Pistol, Non-Hardlight fists!.

Other: Themesong per request.

[SpaceMan]

Character Sheet:

Name: Nalryn Algra

Age: 20

Species: Turian

Gender: Female

Class: Engineer

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Sketch

Hastily done sketched up idea of her

Bio/Backstory: Boot camp was the standard for Turian life, 15th birthday and off you go to basic. Nalyrn's life was no different, having grown up on Palaven and was a fervent patriot to the Turian Hierarchy, desperately trying to prove herself to be put with the best unit as possible, to be adequately used to further the causes of her people, to handle the stress and pressure of combat while being able to think and plan, forming solutions on the fly....

Aaand she was a complete failure, an over-emotional, ignorant, easily angered and dreadfully shameful failure. And as such, assigned furthest from any frontline, skirmish, or dangerous area of space as possible.

All that physical effort and thinking however dropped her right into the position of being a combat engineer! Heavy emphasis on combat, command didn't need her near any areas of contention, maybe construct a field base if the situation demanded. But shooting? Never. Nalyrn grew bitter as the years went on and her teen years of service were spent learning better ways to shovel foxholes and set up sandbags and makeshift cover, all while groaning in boredom. She had reached the age of twenty, the reaper invasion was swiftly confirmed and the fear settled in, she had found herself wanting, desperate to fight, desperate to find a enemy and shoot them up in a blaze of bloodlust-driven glory! Despite the fact war was far from such, but inexperience keeps her ignorant.

However, suddenly, work had been filed and the orders came through- she had been selected to join a vessel as one of the crew, to be enlisted in the help against the Reapers on missions specifically meant to really, seemingly, effect something in the galaxy. With all her pride and confidence, she packed her stuff with her and went on her way to join this frigate's recently added and haphazard crew.

But something seemed wrong, this wasn't a turian vessel nor any normal crew. Needing answers, she checked the information again, then the dread and realization had settled in. She was to be the ship's cook. Mess sergeant, chef, what have you, preparing the providing food, this hectic mess of a war had screwed up all the paperwork, right? How could all that effort assign her even farther from her dream of combat? Well, hopefully the complete lack of cooking experience wont cause any poisoning, or worse.

Original 'Position': Combat Engineer

New 'Position': Cook

Equipment: M-3 Predator

Other: (Anything else you feel is missing.)

[XAnth]

Character Sheet

Name: Thallonious "Talon" Rommire

Age: 29

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Class: Engineer

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Bio/Backstory: Talon had gone through grueling apprenticeships, unknown amounts of hours of specialty classes, and more then a few hospital visits to make sure that he was at the forefront of gun technology. He had personally worked with every known race as a gunsmith, yes even Geth, and held no intention of stopping but the war had come and people were dying... it was time to help. He had been walking the hallways of the military instillation he worked in. It was after hours and he had been milling barrels all day. He stumbled upon a room he hadn't notice before and quickly learned that it was some kind of recruitment office. The walls of the room were smothered in recruitment propaganda and pictures from the front. He decided he would volunteer some of his freer time to the aid efforts. You know, hauling water, helping rebuild homes, things like that. He practically skipped out of the office, his good deed for the day done, and headed home to rest.

The next day there was a knock at his door and he answered it to find himself being served papers stating that he had been drafted to the medical wing of a new alliance ship. He was absolutely speechless which was unfortunate because the helpful soldiers decided they would help him get his things and get on his way. He knew he had filled that paper work out wrong! All of his hours putting weapons together from scratch was about to be replaced by trying to find out the inner workings of man.

Where do you put the bullets.....?

Original Position: Gunsmith

New Position: Medic

Equipment: A M-6 Carnifex and a "mostly put together" M358 Talon

Other: <----- Something should be here????

((P.S. I'm still working on this :3 I can't find a good engineer image!! QQ))