[OOC] The Marauders

[Fiddler]

Oh, not very huge, but still big enough to do some decent damage. I'd say about 13 feet from wing to wing, and 17 feet from head to tail. I never really decided on exact measurements, so this is just what I imagine she'd be like.

[ONL]

Well I wish you all the best of luck, and I'll see you in a week :D I hope you will all have fun!

[An Outsider]

Still big enough to put the hurt on some fools!

See ya ONL!

[Hael]

Sorry for the delay.

Name: Mylik
Age: 57 (this is about twenty-eight for his species)
Appearance:
Mylik has scaly, rock-like orange spikes protruding from the skin surrounding his eyes, ears and nose. His huge eyes (about three times the size of human eyes) are black without pupils and his ears are small, about the size of a human thump. His nose is slightly larger than the ears, but not by much. He has no mouth whatsoever, but is able to speak by vibrating any one of the three vocal cord-like organs in his stomach, right arm, and left arm. Because they aren't true vocal cords and weren't intended for the purpose of speaking his "voice" is quiet-almost like a whisper- and is extremely low in pitch. His entire face, with the exceptions of the spikes, is black.

He is tall, about 7'2. His body is completely black and lanky, and his arms hang down to his knees. He usually wears a black jump-suit with a simple orange "X" shape running from the shoulders to the stomach. His fingers are long and flexible, being made of one long muscle (like a snake).

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Chief of Security

Bio: He was born on a planet called Kiaslik. He was born, like most of his kind, in one of the many underground cities hidden in Kiaslik. The civilization on the planet lives in underground cities in fear of the many predators on Kiaslik because, despite the advancement of his civilization, the predators of his home world were more or less unstoppable. Most could sense one of his kind from miles and miles around and moved with frighting speed and strength.

The Kiaslikians live in continues fear, and have to hide using stealth combined with an intense monitoring of all tunnels and passageways to and from the tunnel. The main reason for hiding, however, was the "others". A semi-sentient race on Kiaslik who's main food source was Kiaslikians. They, like so many of the terrifying predators, moved with an amazing speed and would often completely destroy what cities they could get into, which is where Mylik came in to play

Mylik was the chief of security for a small city deep in the tunnel network. He monitored the cameras, motion-sensors, traps, security guards, etc., etc. He was born there, and intended to die there. But ever since he was born there had been something inside him wanting to explore, to get out of the caves. The other Kiaslikians told him this was nonsense, that the whole universe was probably just as bad as the "others" and all the other sick things on Kiaslik.

So one day when a Galactic Committee ship came looking for recruits, he joined. He has rarely thought back sense. After all, Kiaslikians are an extremely anti-social and unsentimental race, so he didn't miss much of anyone, anyway.

Personality: He is curious (an odd trait for his kind), unkind, and people-phobic. He will lash out like a cornered animal when he feels threatened (an unfortunate trait from his cowardly species) but is overall intelligent, analytical, and unemotional. He will often speak, but only about what he thinks is important, and he hates wasted time and energy.

Weapon(s) : No weapons with the exception of a personal cloaking device.

Family/Relationship?: He will LIKELY not bother with relationships, but it's possible.

Other: He is slightly telepathic with other species (only sensing general mood and emotions, and may be able to pick up on a lie but only if the person is a very obvious liar), and is very telepathic with his OWN kind.

[Jones Sparrow]

Sweet!!! awesome characters!!

I'll put up on IC post soon!

I was thinking of having it start off on a frozen planet but also has unpredictable geysers shooting out lava? Just a small little example of the stuff haha

[Fiddler]

That's a nice idea. Also, how would we start out exactly? Acquainted already, or just meeting? Perhaps getting off of the ship, or crash landing or something like that?

[Hael]

By "sweet" you mean "accepted", right? :)

[Jones Sparrow]

Fiddler said
That's a nice idea. Also, how would we start out exactly? Acquainted already, or just meeting? Perhaps getting off of the ship, or crash landing or something like that?

I mean, if you want your character to be a recently recruited member, then after the planet idea the people would show up... Or we can do just a simple we came back after a mission and Hunt gets sent to the committee HQ to get his new recruits?

Hael said
By "sweet" you mean "accepted", right? :)

Of course! Hahaha

[Zeratul2k]

I like the idea of the whole bunch just meeting for the first mission. Would give us time to set our characters personalities and relationships among the crew, instead of assuming and later realizing they wouldn't ever see eye to eye.

[Hael]

Ya, I think I agree with Zeratul. It'd give us a way to make a good few opening posts.

[Akayaofthemoon]

I agree with Hael and Zeratul, I like the idea of them being introduced instead of already knowing one another.

[Heat]

Agree with the others, the characters meeting each other for the first time would be interesting to see.

[Jones Sparrow]

That's a good idea!! I'll post in a bit, sorry, something came up!

[Akayaofthemoon]

It's alright, take your time. Life happens after all.

[Kyelin]

I'm in, if there ios still room :3

[Jones Sparrow]

Kyelin said
I'm in, if there ios still room :3

Yeah! Since you were interested in the interest check!

[Kyelin]

Name: Nafimu Pontya, Citizen's I.D. 463-882-C
AKA: Nafi
Age: 17
Appearance:

Nafi

When out of combat, she wears orange cargo pants, boots and a tanktop. In combat, she wears nothing, as it limits her maneuverability.
Faction: Marauder, Terrorist
Role in Team: Close Quarters Combat, Assassin

Bio: Nafi's people, The Crism, are ruled by a totalitarian AI known simply as M.O.T.H.R, with the aid of her government officials known as The Progeny. They are highly advanced, and are a power hungry race, eager to conquer their neighbors and spread their dominion across the galaxy. Crism territory is ruled with an iron fist, their worlds resembling police states and the citizens are constantly monitored in all areas of their lives, even in the privacy of their homes. Dissidence and lack of loyalty to M.O.T.H.R are punishable by torture and death in one of the many "Rampancy Treatment Facilities", carried out by Enforcers that can be found on nearly every street corner.

It is this very way of life that leads to Nafi's origins, where she was born to a poverty stricken family in the slums of a Crism colony. After her parents were killed in a Enforcer Raid at the age of 8, Nafi was taken in by a resistance cell known as The Orphans, and was taught how to carry out guerrilla warfare. She excelled at melee fighting and short range combat, and given her own unit to carry out bombings and assassinations against various targets. These attacks had varying degrees of success, and the resistance became a prime target for The Progeny,

Then, the unthinkable happened: A traitor ratted out the rebels to The Progeny, and The Orphans' hideout was bombed and raided, killing nearly all the resistance members and crushing them once and for all. Nafi was caught in the mortar strike and was grievously wounded, surviving only due to the aid of another surviving comrade. Escaping off world with some traveling merchants, Nafi had 60% of her body replaced with cybernetics and prosthetic parts, and parted ways with her friend and the merchants. Now, she has signed up with the Marauders, with a single goal: Find and kill the son of a bitch who did this to her.

Personality:
Nafi is cocky and sarcastic, thinking herself tougher than most, due to her upbringing and circumstances. This doesn't change the fact she is loyal to her team mates in a fire fight, if a little suspicious of them, and she is drawn towards conflict that include either an impossible victory or the defense of those weak and in danger from a more powerful foe. Nothing will stand in the way of her revenge campaign though, and Nafi will kill anyone who gets in her way of that mission, even allies. However, she is still a young girl, and can be insecure and upset about her appearance or condition.

Weapon:
Type - 13 'Claw' Gauntlets: Retractable, wrist-mounted micro oscillation blades that can slice clean through armor.
Type - 223 'Phasic' Machine Pistol: A hybrid projectile/energy weapon that makes short work of most shielding systems. Also effective against synthetic hostiles

Family/Relationship: Nafi's parents are deceased, and she has an older sister who she has fallen out of contact with, hoping to one day find and reconnect with her.

Other: Nafi's new body covering is highly flexible and durable, though she is vulnerable to electrical and magnetic fields. Also, her 'enhancements' are advanced Crism tech called a Harness, specialized modification equipment for life support, engineering, search and rescue missions, and military shock troopers. Due to this, it is likely that her exterior is merely an exo-skeletal suit around her body, though no one has actually seen her not wearing it.

[Kyelin]

There it is :3

[Jones Sparrow]

awesome, Accepted! I'll finally make the IC hahaha

[Jones Sparrow]

Ic is finally up!! Sorry for such the delay!