[CHAR] The Portal

[Balthazar007]

The Portal

Here is the required information for your character from Earth:

Name: First Middle Last (Middle is Optional)
Age: #

Appearance: (Picture is preferred, but a short description will also work.)

Personality: (In a few sentences, what are your characters most dominate personality traits?)

Biography: (In a few paragraphs, describe where they are from and their upbringing, as well as what their life was like before the light consumed them.

On that Day: (In one paragraph, tell us what your character was doing when the light hit them. Why were they in the area?)

For the body of your character, you will leave all these fields blank. Only fill them in as your character also discovers them. You should constantly be updating this character sheet as your character starts to understand their body and the history that comes along with it:

Name:
Age:
Planet:

Profession:

Appearance: (This one should probably be filled in first, since all it takes is a reflective surface for your character to see what they look like.)

Personality Quirks:

Equipment / Items:

Skills:

Biography:

It is up to you to decide how you want to format your character sheets. Just maek sure that all the required information is there.

[Balthazar007]

Gregory Hamilton
Age: 25

Personality

Greg is a humble man with a big brain and a big heart. He is non-confrontational, which some people find to be a sign of weakness, while he believes it to be a sign a maturity.

Biography

Greg was born and raised in Atlanta, GA. He was the youngest of three in a loving family. His interest in science sparked at a young age, fueled by a natural curiosity. He was always top of his class, but never considered himself special, just hard working.

Graduating with honors from MIT in the field of Physics, Greg received his first full-time job offer as a researcher in New York City, at a brand new facility in Manhattan. The name of the company was Q.U.I.P. (Quantum Universal Institute of Physics). Working here was a dream come true. The technology was state of the art, and the research they were doing was revolutionary.

On that Day

It was a day like any other. Greg had taken the subway from his apartment in the Two Bridges neighborhood of Manhattan. As usual, he was was arriving to work early at 3:30pm, set to start his shift at 4pm. The last thing he remembers before the blinding flash of light was opening the large, glass, front doors at the Q.U.I.P. facility.

[Balthazar007]

Gregory Hamilton's Host Body

Name: Jedrick
Age: Unknown
Planet: Unknown
Profession: Soldier

under the helmet

Personality Quirks: Unknown

Equipment / Items

• Heavy Artillery Rifle
• Ammunition Clips
• Highly Durable Body Armor
• Augmented Reality, Multi-functional Helmet
• Backpack
• First Aid Kit
• Large Knife
• Small Explosives
• Backup Radio

Skills: Unknown

Biography: Unknown

[Aqutanama]

Earther

Name:

Jonathan Alexander Vanderswift

Age:

95

Appearance:

Height: 5'8"
Weight: 110 lbs
In his prime, he was taller and weighed more.

Personality:

Charming, free spirit, adaptable, a child at heart, calm, and calculating. He can be stubborn when he thinks something should be a specific way. During the end years of his life, he gave into depression mainly due to the fact he couldn’t care for himself anymore. He tried to not give in to that too much by delving deeper into his work with cybernetic enhancements and limb replacements.

Biography:

The start of his life was like most in his era. He went to school and learned what he could. Never one to stand out, he made sure not to get the “best” grades. Mainly because he didn’t want the attention. The day came to enlist. It was simple enough for him to poke around to find out what he needed to do in order to get the classification he wanted. Sniper, Ranger. His life went more or less the same after that. Training. This was all like school. It probably helped that he grew up in a more militaristic family.

Sadly, this is where he stood out far beyond the others. In order to combat the ire of his fellows he started cracking jokes and became known as the laughing man. His career took him all over the world… well, small parts all over the world. At around the age of 35, he took a spinal injury saving a platoon that was pinned by enemy fire. After that, he was honorably discharged and given a stipend for his services. He was also awarded a few medals.

Not one to tell what he kept from the war, he ended up collecting a small arsenal of weapons over his years. After selling those too rich collectors, he took the funds and founded his business. This was, of course, a year or so after his rehabilitation. The reason for his business was for other war vets like him. The small stipend that he received for years of service was enough for a few months, maybe a year to live on. His business was built to help others like him rebuild their lives as well as themselves.

On that Day: “Ninety-five and I can’t move. I think I crapped my pants and I’m so old that I can’t even tell.” He thought to himself dejectedly as he laid in bed. A small sigh passed his lips. Deep down he wanted to just die. However, there were people that needed him. His business for disabled vets had grown and thanks to the hearts and donations of others it was prosperous. “What is that noise?” His voice was raspy and airy. Slowly, as he sat up only to scream out as a blinding light washed over him. “Was this the end? Am I free?” Were the last things he thought while in his bed on the top floor. If his body were to be found later, he would have died with a smile on his face. Always the laughing man.

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Other Worlder

Name:

Alexander

Age:

20

Planet:

Unknown

Profession:

Gladiator (Presumably)

Personality Quirks:

Unknown

Equipment / Items

Trident
Net
Scutum: large oblong shield
Galea: plumed helmet with a visor and small eye holes
Gladius: short sword
Manicae: leather elbow or wristbands
Greaves: leg armor that went from ankle to just below the knee.
Knife

Skills:

Unknown

Biography:

Unknown