BogeyDope

Mass Effect- Seraphim

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_{Quixotic - Dust To Dust}

Catching a ride to Omega from Illium to Omega was quite easy. Due to the inherent lawlessness of the place, she didn't have to worry about customs or some law enforcement agency hassling her over her firearms. It was easy as just paying a few extra credits for a seat on an inbound freighter, and while the trip was long, the green-skinned asari knew how to keep herself entertained during the journey. Playing music on her omni-tool, or having fun with her time-wasting gardening app, she knew how to kill time. She was still just processing everything when she boarded, however, having left her home that she spent the majority of her very short life in. She felt a soft form of grief when she watched Illium slip away from the ship she was in, only to never look back. At that point she knew that while she can easily come back if to Illium to visit if she wanted, she couldn't stay there anymore. Barred from various businesses, blacklisted on quite a few job markets, it was very clear that the powers of Illium no longer wanted her there. Having already said one last goodbye to all of her friends, loved ones and comrades-in-arms, she started her new journey to Omega, with the hopes of starting a new life with new friends and new opportunities.

After docking in Omega at a far different port, Lokea took her time breathing in this new atmosphere. It looked like a grimy pisshole but it had its own smell and flavor that made it unique from all the other pissholes that Lokea went to. Wait, flavor might be the wrong term to use here, Lokea thought. Even then, this crime-ridden hive of scum and villainy felt unique to other hives, and while Lokea might have trouble dealing with the crazy vorcha, asshole batarians, entitled humans, stiff turians and drunk asari, she didn't entirely mind having to settle here for a short time. Having passed the front gates to Club Afterlife on her way towards the shuttles, Lokea took one to Docking Bay 26. In the journey there, she checked what remained of her medicine. Three doses left. This Saris fellow better pay up soon. Lokea thought. While she was somewhat optimistic about the offer, she was still scared of having to experience the pains of her strange biology once again. Her body didn't need to remind her of her floran background, her green skin and planted memories already did their job good enough.

The cab arrived at Bay 26, and Lokea promptly stepped out of the vehicle. Wearing her multicam Rosenkov armor, she had her Carnifex handgun at her side, Avenger assault rifle on her back and a large duffel bag in her hand, already appearing ready to settle in for her new job. The duffel bag, complete with several changes of clothes, some high-calorie snacks, a few thermal clips and some spare parts for her weapons, was a little heavy to say the least, but for a slightly-inferior copy of a powerful Asari Commando, Lokea carried it with her no problem. Walking into the large open docking bay, something already seemed amiss.

Where is everyone? Shouldn't there be maintenance workers or other civilians here? Lokea thought to herself, looking around. Her very subdued suspicions of Saris were starting to rise up from the back of her mind, her gut screaming it's a fucking trap. With cautious optimism, Lokea hoped that this bay was just bought by Saris to allow them some time to discuss privately or something. She then heard the loudspeakers, and she stopped to listen intently.

Needless to say, Lokea was a bit surprised by all of this. She had arrived right on time, only for the Blue Suns to come after them in ten minutes? Good thing she came in her armor, then! While she was on the dock, she didn't see anyone else yet. Oh goddess, am I the only one here? Lokea started to panic a little, but before she can call out Hello! she caught sight of several figures in the distance. She quickly jogged to them, hoping to get a good idea of who's she's working with, and hopefully devise a strategy to survive this 'test'. She hoped at least one of them brought an RPG, she never really had to take on aerial threats herself during the Reaper War and reconstruction. She got a good look at some of the people she was approaching. Two teenage human males, an adult male batarian, a feminine human in white armor, Lokea wasn't feeling too good about her chances just yet.

Well, looks like I'm already off to a great start.

Mass Effect- Seraphim

Lokea

_{"V Λ C U U M" by WOODJU}

Name | Lokea Zhu

Race | Asari

Age | 9 years old

Gender | Feminine

Appearance | Lokea bears an uncanny resemblance to the asari commando Shiala, green skin and all. Often wearing Rosenkov Armor, she never fails to put on a tough appearance, with and without weapons. However, while often times she wears her armor out in public, and wears a casual set of trousers and a shirt indoors, she doesn't put her standard-issue mercenary helmet on unless she has time to prepare for combat. The camouflage on her armor, while strongly resembling the human multicam pattern, was mainly adopted by the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion in the Reaper War to make it difficult for their troops to be spotted in the urban rubble. Whether or not it was effective no one really knew, but it did help against organic criminals that came after the war. Below are her profile shots and a detailed image of her armor.

Mugshots

Armor

Personality | Lokea didn't really start off with one after coming from one of those Thorian sacs, having been trying to parse over the millions of planted memories from the various people that the Thorian once had control over. Over time, she found herself to be a bit of an expressive, if not an emotionally and mentally unstable hedonist who lives for the present who enjoys the friendly company of other creatures. She stills struggles with her degeneration and her planted memories, but she has gotten much better since she started. Her origin of birth and her clone-like nature does give her somewhat of an inferiority complex, making her want to stand out and be as expessive and heroic as she is in order to make up for it. However, being an expressive individual, she loves to paint, sing, play music and even garden on her free time, having a love for creating the good things that come in life. She also has a soft spot for children, and is actually pretty good with kids. Whether it would be her inherent immaturity at her age or the planted memories of being a mother, Lokea would never know. With her love of creation and friendly individuals, she has a need to protect these things, a strong protection instinct having grown on her when she fought in the brief but devastating Reaper War. With memories planted from an asari and quite a few humans, she knows mostly human expressions and languages, and values freedom and joy in all things. Take those away from her and those she cares about, those responsible will be sorry.

(( Will develop more through play. ))

Backstory | Long story short, Lokea Zhu is an Asari Clone born from the Thorian who made a name for herself in Illium. Details below.

Backstory Detailed

Born from the genetic stock of the Asari Commando Shiala, Lokea was created under strange circumstances by the Thorian found on the planet of Feros. While the Thorian exerted its influence and control of the populace of the nearby Zhu's Hope, it created strange green-skinned clones of Shiala in order to speak for it and defend it. While quite a few were deployed when Commander Shepard arrived in search of the conduit, some were stored in sacks for a quick response measure, and deployed some in order to quickly stop Shepard, as the Thorian resisted Shepard's attempts to deal with it. However, Shepard's squad was able to quickly dispatch the clones, the creepers and the nodes that held the Thorian in the building, and because of this, the Thorian was doomed. The Thorian was killed, Shiala and the Zhu's Hope colonists were freed, and Shepard was able to use the conduit as planned, getting closer to Saren.

However, not all of the sacs were destroyed, and not all of the clones were killed. Hours after the incident, Lokea surfaced from one of these sacs, free from the grasp of the Thorian. While she had a mixture of memories given to her by the Thorian when she was created, these memories were all scrambled, all from different minds and different bodies. She struggled to figure out who she was, what her name was, and who to speak for. She struggled to unscramble her thoughts, even as she walked amongst the corpses of the creepers and clones that had fallen in the battle earlier. Once she got hungry, she remembered what needed to be done. Using her commando skills that was granted to her through muscle memory, she managed to stalk and kill quite a few varren with her biotic abilities, finding her innate talents granted to her from Shiala's muscle memory. She wandered around the ruins of Feros for at least a week, attempting in solitude to unscramble her memories, and try to learn who she really was. It wasn't long before she stumbled into an Exogeni salvage crew, who gave her immediate medical attention, and sent her to a proper medical facility in Terra Nova for further treatment and study. She made a full recovery, but medics and eventually scientists were a bit shocked by the developments they found when treating her and examining her.

While all of Lokea's anatomy resembles that of an Asari, her green skin coloration was rather odd, though it was due to the mixed green pigment that came natural with most plants. When asked for a name, Lokea could only come up with many, being that of Shiala, Ian, Fai and many others, matching the records of those who were last recorded as those in Zhu's Hope. The interviewers asked her what she would come up with for herself, and after careful deliberation, Lokea called herself as such, as it meant 'hope' in the Asari language. 'Zhu' was added in as a suggestion, which Lokea took. Careful research and questioning, as well as corroboration with statements given from the colonists and salvage teams, suggested that she was one of the few surviving clones from it, and that she shared a mind with the Thorian. This gave her memories and skills that were possessed by the others (biotics, combat abilities, technical skills, languages, and vague history). While it did give Lokea a head start, she still needed to learn how to figure out which memories were hers and which ones weren't. Further tests have shown that the creation of clones such as herself, while creating a perfectly capable asari with biotic ability, gave them some strange form of accelerated degeneration, with doctors giving Lokea an estimation of about 60 years left to live. After an extended stay at the hospital, with some research done by Alliance scientists, Lokea was given medicine and treatment for her strange degeneration (medicine not normally used for this purpose but ended up helping Lokea regardless), regular doses allowing her to live about to an estimated of 90 years old before her organs fail. To this day, Lokea takes her weekly doses of her medication to keep her degeneration at bay.

Having spent six months at Terra Nova, she learned all about the Battle of the Citadel and Shepard's exploits, as well as the various stories that happened around the galaxy. It took her a while to piece everything together, but she was able to get a decent history of the galaxy and it's denizens in her head, connecting the dots between all of the accounts she had in her mind. Government officials on Terra Nova advised her to travel to an Asari world in order to find better treatment (as almost all of the medical facilities in Terra Nova were human), so Lokea immediately boarded a ship to Illium. She arrived there without incident, and settled down in a poorer neighborhood in Nos Astra. She spent her time on Illium learning about herself and her talents, trying to paint a better, clearer picture of herself from the many planted memories that came with her. She also spent her time using the skills she inherited from these planted memories, perfecting them. These skills were also used to help her with employment as well, having a slightly difficult time adjusting to work life but with a set routine, she was able to get the hang of things. She spent the next two and a half years in Nos Astra working at one of the shipping facilities, using her biotic abilities to help with package handling. She spent her free time tapping into her other talents of gardening, painting and playing musical instruments, learning how to express herself in fun, creative ways. She made quite a few friends in Illium, but that all changed when the Reapers arrived.

Lokea remained on Illium when the Reapers arrived, and when it happened, it was chaos. Lokea, having honed some of her biotic abilities at this point, decided to put them to good use, protecting the few friends she made with her biotic spheres, and forcing the invading reapers back. A local resistance was organized within weeks, and Lokea quickly became an active part of what was known as the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion. Using her skills as a commando to strike hard and strike fast at important enemy installations, she was able to help the Freedom Battalion keep Reaper troops off their planet for a while. Lokea used her time in battle to learn more and more about her biotic potential, finding out new ways to use her abilities. Often times, she would use them for more defensive purposes, but her abilities were effective at bringing troops out of cover and keeping husks at bay. While she enjoyed fighting with her biotic abilities as well as with her assault rifles and pistols, she didn't enjoy seeing what few friends she had perish in the war. Seeing bodies litter the streets, watching friends and loves ones burn away, it only made things worse for her already fragile mental state. In the months ensuing, Lokea continued to fight against the Reapers, until they fell.

All that was left to do was to rebuild. No more fighting, no more suffering, just rebuilding. Taking back what is lost. Lokea spent most her time in the efforts to rebuild Nos Astra with what was left of the Freedom Battalion, trying to cope with the scars that the war left her. While she rebuilt the homes of her own and her loved ones, she grieved with the survivors, and used her biotics to heal the wounds and scars that the Reapers left on the city. When there was nothing left to rebuild, Lokea took some time to revitalize the art that was abandoned during the war, and used her hobbyist skills to help bring back the culture she loved dearly. The art, the music, and the gardens that used to be there, she helped bring back with some of her living friends that she now considered family. Her distinction during the Reaper War and reconstruction within the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion made her a recognized hero of sorts, having used her talents to help the downtrodden. Even after the war was over and during reconstruction, there were still people who never learned, and there were still entities that preyed on the innocent. While the Freedom Battalion downsized since many of its members went home to rebuild, the militia was still an effective fighting force, keeping criminals away from the innocent. Due to the Freedom Battalion interfering with the interests of Nos Astra's corporate elite, the local government forcefully shut down the Freedom Battalion, leaving Lokea without a job. Thanks to being blacklisted in Illium, Lokea had no where else to go, and had no income to keep her medicated, and to keep her home. She sold her home to her friends, and she was rendered homeless for about a few weeks. Things were looking down until she got that fateful message from Saris Fen...

Specialty | Biotic Commando / Vanguard

Powers/Skills | Lokea had inherited her powers and skills through the shared mind of the Thorian, most of her offensive capability given to her thanks to Shiala. However, her artistic, farming and tech skills were granted to her from that of the colonists of Zhu's Hope, and she uses these abilities to their fullest extent as well. Thanks to her planted commando training and her experience during the Reaper War and reconstruction, she's pretty effective with her biotic abilities, as well as with assault rifles and handguns. While she's a fantastic biotic, she's nowhere near as powerful as the likes of many heroes the galaxy has to offer. As such, while she can use her biotics for extended periods of time, she'd need to consume a lot of food to do so, as it consumes large amounts of energy from her. Biotic abilities are listed below:

Asari Clone - Thanks to the planted memories given to her, Lokea was able to tap into her natural biotic abilities with ease, and develop her talents over time. The abilities granted to her by the planted memories of the colonists and Shiala granted her skills in firearms, Asari martial arts, farming, technical skills, languages and the like allow her to excel in most combat and non-combat fields with fair to superb proficiency.
Pull - Lokea can use her biotic ability to lift objects and people into the air and towards herself, putting them in a field of weightlessness that harmlessly floats towards her.
Throw - This ability is a basic push that can hurl targets away from her, whether it would be harmlessly or with forceful damage.
Slam - Using the principles of applied force of the above two, Lokea and lift targets up off the ground, and slam them back down into it.
Charge - This culmination of biotic power allows Lokea to 'charge' through objects towards specific targets and individuals, as long as she could see what she is aiming for. She can do small charges and 'glides' with her biotic power, but an offensive charge can allow her to push people with such damaging force that it would throw them back a considerable distance.
Barrier - One of the first abilities that Lokea utilized of her biotics was basic kinetic protection. It acts in the same way kinetic shields would, but with only light focus, it can greatly reduce the effects of any incoming kinetic attacks. This barrier can be broken with enough force, or sustained force.
Biotic Focus - With enough focus, this forceful energy allows Lokea to keep give her additional strength and resistance, protecting her against blunt melee damage, as well as giving her additional strength for other tasks.
Biotic Sphere - This ability creates a defensive sphere around Lokea, allowing her to protect herself and anyone inside. Like the barrier above, this sphere can bring some serious damage protection to any who remain inside of it. With enough force, it can be broken, like an normal barrier.

Equipment | While Lokea would sometimes wear casual clothes, thanks to circumstances, all she has left is a travel bag with said casual clothes, as well as her combat-ready Rosenkov Armor. Her armor, as pictured above in appearance, was given camouflage to help her blend in with most environments, though whether or not it was actually effective Lokea doesn't know. The armor itself can protect her from low-end ballistics, other low-force kinetic attacks and quite a few hazards, though modern military-grade weapons can often pierce through it. Such armor does have several pouches and weapon hardpoints that allow her to carry the below on any given mission.

M-8 Avenger Assault Rifle - This tough, reliable firearm has been a design success, and thanks to its cheap, fast and reliable nature, it was fielded to militaries and militia groups the galaxy over during the Reaper War. Issued to Lokea when she participated in the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion, she used this weapon well, and upgraded it to her liking. Accurate and deadly in single fire mode and devastating in full auto, this weapon has only failed unskilled users.
M-6 Carnifex Handgun - Needing a basic but powerful sidearm to allow quick and easy dispatching of close-ranged targets, Lokea requisitioned a Carnifex for her use as a sidearm. Replacing her M-3 Predator pistol, she fielded the Carnifex for general sidearm use, the powerful gun itself never once having failed her.

Flashbang Grenades - Having specialized in urban warfare, Lokea makes extensive uses of flashbangs when clearing out buildings of reapers and criminals. These handy non-lethal grenades allow her to blind her targets, and quickly clear a room of disoriented combatants, giving her precious time to identify friend from foe, and promptly react.
Thermal Clips - Such thermal clips are only used in emergencies. In extended periods of fire, when Lokea is often using single-shot fire modes, she doesn't use thermal clips, and instead waits for the weapons to cool. However, in the event when the weapon is needed in that moment, she uses the thermal clip to change out the heat sinks and keep firing.
Rangefinder - This rangefinder is a smart scope that allows Lokea to see very far distances, and she has employed it when acting as a spotter for the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion sniper groups.
Omni-Tool Modules

Medigel/Healing Module - This omni-tool module allows her to perform basic first aid easily on any wounded victims. While it doesn't cure them, it can buy wounded victims enough time to get proper help.
Basic Hacking Module - Also known as the "Advanced Communications Module", this module allows Lokea to hack into anything that has the most basic of protection, ranging from wireless audio devices to basic locks.
'Swiss Army Knife' Module - Using the omni-gel converter that comes with the omni-tool, it can forge small tools that can be used for any basic need. Knives, screwdrivers, powersaws, corkscrews, nails... there's nothing the Omni-tool can't do! Almost.
Musical Instrument Module - Her omni-tool has an expensive but effective module of being able to simulate a variety of musical instruments, including keyboards, drums, strings and even some brass. It can even create some smaller instruments out of omni-gel as well. With the amount of sound libraries pirated onto the Omni-Tool, Lokea can create beats and instrumentals on the spot if need be, and possibly poorly recreate most songs on the fly.

Basic Kinetic Barriers - These basic kinetic barriers, while not military grade, protect from quick attacks, buying Lokea enough time to properly set up a defense or take cover. Said kinetic shield is small and can be concealed in clothing, and while it protects from bullets and explosions, it cannot protect against melee attacks.

Misc | Lokea also has some other aspects to her that should be taken into consideration.

• Her time in the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion, while earning her quite a few friends, has also earned many enemies amongst pirates, mercenaries and other criminal factions. Her green countenance is almost unmistakable, and now that the Freedom Battalion was shut down, Lokea is all alone.
• While Lokea regularly takes her medication to help her live her life normally, it has the side effects of making her memory a little foggy. Without her medication, however, her biotics are a little more unstable, she feels pain in various parts of her body from it just naturally falling apart, and she couldn't eat certain foods without vomiting. Lokea's biology with natural plant genes creates some incompatibility within her body, and thanks to this, she is infertile and unable to reproduce. Other side effects come from this genetic incompatibility are much more minor, and are TBD.
• Her medication is Terrumite V, and while expensive, is somewhat common, and is meant to treat biotics with some of their disorders. It had the unintended side effects of treating Lokea's problems. While there is no cure, the treatment will do for now.

Edit History

Edit 01 | Changed Exogeni background to that of a more 'public' medical facility in Terra Nova, to fix plot hole regarding Exogeni behavior. Also removed number of throwables and clips.
Edit 02 | Added in Lokea's behavior around children, as well as the aspects of her adversarial disposition to criminals, as well as her incompatible biology that brings about some bad side effects if not medicated. Also added a Musical Instrument Module to her omni-tool.
Edit 03 | Added in "Asari Clone" passive ability that explains her skills.
Edit 04 | Added and changed around appearance pictures, and added a header.
Edit 05 | Removed redundant images, improved appearance picture organization, added a new mugshot and improved armor image by adding a helmet and putting in the original high-resolution image. Also added in some background to Lokea's armor.
Edit 06 | Added weapon thumbnails because I'm bored af.

Mass Effect- Seraphim

@Vulkan Oh god. This took forever. Sorry that it did! Anyone reading this, please feel free to let me know if I screwed up anywhere! ^_^;

Lokea

_{"V Λ C U U M" by WOODJU}

Name | Lokea Zhu

Race | Asari

Age | 9 years old

Gender | Feminine

Appearance | Lokea bears an uncanny resemblance to the asari commando Shiala, green skin and all. Often wearing Rosenkov Armor, she never fails to put on a tough appearance, with and without weapons.

Images

Personality | Lokea didn't really start off with one after coming from one of those Thorian sacs, having been trying to parse over the millions of planted memories from the various people that the Thorian once had control over. Over time, she found herself to be a bit of an expressive, if not an emotionally and mentally unstable hedonist who lives for the present who enjoys the friendly company of other creatures. She stills struggles with her degeneration and her planted memories, but she has gotten much better since she started. Her origin of birth and her clone-like nature does give her somewhat of an inferiority complex, making her want to stand out and be as expessive and heroic as she is in order to make up for it. However, being an expressive individual, she loves to paint, sing, play music and even garden on her free time, having a love for creating the good things that come in life. With her love of creation and friendly individuals, she has a need to protect these things, a strong protection instinct having grown on her when she fought in the brief but devastating Reaper War. With memories planted from an asari and quite a few humans, she knows mostly human expressions and languages, and values freedom and joy in all things. Take those away from her and those she cares about, those responsible will be sorry.

(( Will develop more through play. ))

Backstory | Long story short, Lokea Zhu is an Asari Clone born from the Thorian who made a name for herself in Illium. Details below.

Backstory Detailed

Born from the genetic stock of the Asari Commando Shiala, Lokea was created under strange circumstances by the Thorian found on the planet of Feros. While the Thorian exerted its influence and control of the populace of the nearby Zhu's Hope, it created strange green-skinned clones of Shiala in order to speak for it and defend it. While quite a few were deployed when Commander Shepard arrived in search of the conduit, some were stored in sacks for a quick response measure, and deployed some in order to quickly stop Shepard, as the Thorian resisted Shepard's attempts to deal with it. However, Shepard's squad was able to quickly dispatch the clones, the creepers and the nodes that held the Thorian in the building, and because of this, the Thorian was doomed. The Thorian was killed, Shiala and the Zhu's Hope colonists were freed, and Shepard was able to use the conduit as planned, getting closer to Saren.

However, not all of the sacs were destroyed, and not all of the clones were killed. Hours after the incident, Lokea surfaced from one of these sacs, free from the grasp of the Thorian. While she had a mixture of memories given to her by the Thorian when she was created, these memories were all scrambled, all from different minds and different bodies. She struggled to figure out who she was, what her name was, and who to speak for. She struggled to unscramble her thoughts, even as she walked amongst the corpses of the creepers and clones that had fallen in the battle earlier. Once she got hungry, she remembered what needed to be done. Using her commando skills that was granted to her through muscle memory, she managed to stalk and kill quite a few varren with her biotic abilities, finding her innate talents granted to her from Shiala's muscle memory. She wandered around the ruins of Feros for at least a week, attempting in solitude to unscramble her memories, and try to learn who she really was. It wasn't long before she stumbled into an Exogeni salvage crew, who gave her immediate medical attention, and sent her to an Exogeni facility in Terra Nova for further treatment and study. She made a full recovery, but medics and scientists were a bit shocked by the developments they found when treating her and examining her.

While all of Lokea's anatomy resembles that of an Asari, her green skin coloration was rather odd, though it was due to the mixed green pigment that came natural with most plants. When asked for a name, Lokea could only come up with many, being that of Shiala, Ian, Fai and many others, matching the records of those who were recorded as being under the influence of the Thorian. The interviewers asked her what she would come up with for herself, and after careful deliberation, Lokea called herself as such, as it meant 'hope' in the Asari language. 'Zhu' was added in as a suggestion, which Lokea took. Careful research and questioning, as well as corroboration with Thorian research teams, suggested that she was one of the few surviving clones from it, and that she shared a mind with the Thorian. This gave her memories and skills that were possessed by the others (biotics, combat abilities, technical skills, languages, and vague history). While it did give Lokea a head start, she still needed to learn how to figure out which memories were hers and which ones weren't. Further tests have shown that the creation of clones such as herself, while creating a perfectly capable asari with biotic ability, gave them some strange form of accelerated degeneration, with doctors giving Lokea an estimation of about 60 years left to live. While Exogeni attempted to keep Lokea at their facility as a specimen, they were forced to free her and any other clones they found as ordered by law. As part of bulk settlement plan for those involved with Zhu's Hope, Lokea was given medicine and treatment for her strange degeneration (medicine not normally used for this purpose but ended up helping Lokea regardless), regular doses allowing her to live about to an estimated of 90 years old before her organs fail. To this day, Lokea takes her weekly doses of her medication to keep her degeneration at bay.

Having spent six months at Terra Nova, she learned all about the Battle of the Citadel and Shepard's exploits, as well as the various stories that happened around the galaxy. It took her a while to piece everything together, but she was able to get a decent history of the galaxy and it's denizens in her head, connecting the dots between all of the accounts she had in her mind. Government officials on Terra Nova advised her to travel to an Asari world in order to find better treatment (as almost all of the medical facilities in Terra Nova were human), so Lokea immediately boarded a ship to Illium. She arrived there without incident, and settled down in a poorer neighborhood in Nos Astra. She spent her time on Illium learning about herself and her talents, trying to paint a better, clearer picture of herself from the many planted memories that came with her. She also spent her time using the skills she inherited from these planted memories, perfecting them. These skills were also used to help her with employment as well, having a slightly difficult time adjusting to work life but with a set routine, she was able to get the hang of things. She spent the next two and a half years in Nos Astra working at one of the shipping facilities, using her biotic abilities to help with package handling. She spent her free time tapping into her other talents of gardening, painting and playing musical instruments, learning how to express herself in fun, creative ways. She made quite a few friends in Illium, but that all changed when the Reapers arrived.

Lokea remained on Illium when the Reapers arrived, and when it happened, it was chaos. Lokea, having honed some of her biotic abilities at this point, decided to put them to good use, protecting the few friends she made with her biotic spheres, and forcing the invading reapers back. A local resistance was organized within weeks, and Lokea quickly became an active part of what was known as the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion. Using her skills as a commando to strike hard and strike fast at important enemy installations, she was able to help the Freedom Battalion keep Reaper troops off their planet for a while. Lokea used her time in battle to learn more and more about her biotic potential, finding out new ways to use her abilities. Often times, she would use them for more defensive purposes, but her abilities were effective at bringing troops out of cover and keeping husks at bay. While she enjoyed fighting with her biotic abilities as well as with her assault rifles and pistols, she didn't enjoy seeing what few friends she had perish in the war. Seeing bodies litter the streets, watching friends and loves ones burn away, it only made things worse for her already fragile mental state. In the months ensuing, Lokea continued to fight against the Reapers, until they fell.

All that was left to do was to rebuild. No more fighting, no more suffering, just rebuilding. Taking back what is lost. Lokea spent most her time in the efforts to rebuild Nos Astra with what was left of the Freedom Battalion, trying to cope with the scars that the war left her. While she rebuilt the homes of her own and her loved ones, she grieved with the survivors, and used her biotics to heal the wounds and scars that the Reapers left on the city. When there was nothing left to rebuild, Lokea took some time to revitalize the art that was abandoned during the war, and used her hobbyist skills to help bring back the culture she loved dearly. The art, the music, and the gardens that used to be there, she helped bring back with some of her living friends that she now considered family. Her distinction during the Reaper War and reconstruction within the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion made her a recognized hero of sorts, having used her talents to help the downtrodden. Even after the war was over and during reconstruction, there were still people who never learned, and there were still entities that preyed on the innocent. While the Freedom Battalion downsized since many of its members went home to rebuild, the militia was still an effective fighting force, keeping criminals away from the innocent. Due to the Freedom Battalion interfering with the interests of Nos Astra's corporate elite, the local government forcefully shut down the Freedom Battalion, leaving Lokea without a job. Thanks to being blacklisted in Illium, Lokea had no where else to go, and had no income to keep her medicated, and to keep her home. She sold her home to her friends, and she was rendered homeless for about a few weeks. Things were looking down until she got that fateful message from Saris Fen...

Specialty | Biotic Commando / Vanguard

Powers/Skills | Lokea had inherited her powers and skills through the shared mind of the Thorian, most of her offensive capability given to her thanks to Shiala. However, her artistic, farming and tech skills were granted to her from that of the colonists of Zhu's Hope, and she uses these abilities to their fullest extent as well. Thanks to her planted commando training and her experience during the Reaper War and reconstruction, she's pretty effective with her biotic abilities, as well as with assault rifles and handguns. While she's a fantastic biotic, she's nowhere near as powerful as the likes of many heroes the galaxy has to offer. As such, while she can use her biotics for extended periods of time, she'd need to consume a lot of food to do so, as it consumes large amounts of energy from her. Biotic abilities are listed below:

Pull - Lokea can use her biotic ability to lift objects and people into the air and towards herself, putting them in a field of weightlessness that harmlessly floats towards her.
Throw - This ability is a basic push that can hurl targets away from her, whether it would be harmlessly or with forceful damage.
Slam - Using the principles of applied force of the above two, Lokea and lift targets up off the ground, and slam them back down into it.
Charge - This culmination of biotic power allows Lokea to 'charge' through objects towards specific targets and individuals, as long as she could see what she is aiming for. She can do small charges and 'glides' with her biotic power, but an offensive charge can allow her to push people with such damaging force that it would throw them back a considerable distance.
Barrier - One of the first abilities that Lokea utilized of her biotics was basic kinetic protection. It acts in the same way kinetic shields would, but with only light focus, it can greatly reduce the effects of any incoming kinetic attacks. This barrier can be broken with enough force, or sustained force.
Biotic Focus - With enough focus, this forceful energy allows Lokea to keep give her additional strength and resistance, protecting her against blunt melee damage, as well as giving her additional strength for other tasks.
Biotic Sphere - This ability creates a defensive sphere around Lokea, allowing her to protect herself and anyone inside. Like the barrier above, this sphere can bring some serious damage protection to any who remain inside of it. With enough force, it can be broken, like an normal barrier.

Equipment | While Lokea would sometimes wear casual clothes, thanks to circumstances, all she has left is a travel bag with said casual clothes, as well as her combat-ready Rosenkov Armor. Her armor, as pictured above in appearance, was given camouflage to help her blend in with most environments, though whether or not it was actually effective Lokea doesn't know. The armor itself can protect her from low-end ballistics, other low-force kinetic attacks and quite a few hazards, though modern military-grade weapons can often pierce through it. Such armor does have several pouches and weapon hardpoints that allow her to carry the below on any given mission.

M-8 Avenger Assault Rifle - This tough, reliable firearm has been a design success, and thanks to its cheap, fast and reliable nature, it was fielded to militaries and militia groups the galaxy over during the Reaper War. Issued to Lokea when she participated in the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion, she used this weapon well, and upgraded it to her liking. Accurate and deadly in single fire mode and devastating in full auto, this weapon has only failed unskilled users.
M-6 Carnifex Handgun - Needing a basic but powerful sidearm to allow quick and easy dispatching of close-ranged targets, Lokea requisitioned a Carnifex for her use as a sidearm. Replacing her M-3 Predator pistol, she fielded the Carnifex for general sidearm use, the powerful gun itself never once having failed her.
2 Flashbang Grenades - Having specialized in urban warfare, Lokea makes extensive uses of flashbangs when clearing out buildings of reapers and criminals. These handy non-lethal grenades allow her to blind her targets, and quickly clear a room of disoriented combatants, giving her precious time to identify friend from foe, and promptly react.
6 Thermal Clips - Such thermal clips are only used in emergencies. In extended periods of fire, when Lokea is often using single-shot fire modes, she doesn't use thermal clips, and instead waits for the weapons to cool. However, in the event when the weapon is needed in that moment, she uses the thermal clip to change out the heat sinks and keep firing.
Rangefinder - This rangefinder is a smart scope that allows Lokea to see very far distances, and she has employed it when acting as a spotter for the Nos Astra Freedom Battalion sniper groups.
Omni-Tool Modules

Medigel/Healing Module - This omni-tool module allows her to perform basic first aid easily on any wounded victims. While it doesn't cure them, it can buy wounded victims enough time to get proper help.
Basic Hacking Module - Also known as the "Advanced Communications Module", this module allows Lokea to hack into anything that has the most basic of protection, ranging from wireless audio devices to basic locks.
'Swiss Army Knife' Module - Using the omni-gel converter that comes with the omni-tool, it can forge small tools that can be used for any basic need. Knives, screwdrivers, powersaws, corkscrews, nails... there's nothing the Omni-tool can't do! Almost.

Basic Kinetic Barriers - These basic kinetic barriers, while not military grade, protect from quick attacks, buying Lokea enough time to properly set up a defense or take cover. Said kinetic shield is small and can be concealed in clothing, and while it protects from bullets and explosions, it cannot protect against melee attacks.

Misc | More to come. This is a serious WIP, as I plan to perfect this sheet over time. Thanks for reading! <3

Edit History

This is bound to be rife with errors, and it will be updated over time as the RP goes. Edits will be listed here!

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Mass Effect- Seraphim

Do you guys think we should have a Discord server? It could possibly make communication a bit more easier and streamlined.

Mass Effect- Seraphim

@Vulkan I'm working on an Asari who used to be one of the clones that came from the Thorian, but survived her encounter with Shepard. RN I'm researching the lore on the Thorian, Shiala, the clones and Zhu's Hope to see if I can make it work out. Are you cool with the idea?

Mass Effect- Seraphim

I'm already thrilled. I'm gonna have a CS ready soon. :D

Mass Effect- Seraphim

I'd absolutely love to join. My favorite parts of Mass Effect 2 were the Omega arcs, and I loved the atmosphere. I'd love to play in Post-Reaper War Omega if I get the chance!

Santa Celia: Coast to Coast

Welp, my debut post totally went off on the right foot. Not. lol

I'd hate to ask you guys to read it again, but you're more than welcome to do so. When I first posted I accidentally posted my rough draft version I had saved on my PC, rather than the finished version I posted on my test thread. But whatever. I'll try to do better next time. XD

Santa Celia: Coast to Coast

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Ever since corporations began outsourcing manufacturing jobs overseas, many parts of the rust belt have been on the decline. Those who relied on those companies for work were out of a job, and had no choice other than to find minimum wage jobs or turn to a life of crime. This rust belt decline led to many industrial areas being abandoned, some of which still contain some incredibly toxic pollutants that affect both the ecosystem and the people who still live in the area. All that's left of these rust belts nowadays are just ghosts of their former selves. Abandoned rusty buildings with large shattered windows stand tall, with smokestacks not producing a single particle of smoke or steam. Abandoned lots with little to no vehicles within, rusty silos and abandoned railways filling spaces between the roads of these industries. Rusted chain-link fences, with terrible cliche graffiti plastered all alongside of these empty, abandoned buildings. While those who did live here were often minorities who struggled to make a living, criminals often found a home here too.

A small microdrone flew through the night, moving in a similar search pattern to that of a bird. Blending in with the night sky, the drone was very difficult to spot by sound or sight, small to the point where it flew unnoticed. Flying in between trees and ducking through windows, the small drone flew with precise movements, a hint at the inhuman nature of its master. At the first sight of humans, it stopped. While most of the abandoned parts of the industrial area weren't lit, some parts were, with rogue streetlights operating flickering on since the 90s, unmaintained. This amber streetlamp lit up a small crew, a trio of men standing by what seems to be a slightly modified black GMC Yukon. One man with tattoos and a wifebeater, another wearing an oversized shirt, and the third wearing an Adidas windbreaker, the three looked like standard 'neighborhood bad guys' one would find in any movie. Completely unaware of the drone, Adidas leaned against the streetlamp impatiently, lighting up a new cigarette. After putting out his old one with his rather expensive shoes, he took a drag, and watched the entrance into the abandoned parking lot.

The drone, employing an HD camera that could see for a decent distance, zoomed in on the figures. The view was transmitted through a cell tower, and then to a receiving node, which then displayed that view through its Bluetooth connection to a set of augmented reality glasses, plastering it on the corner of the wearer's vision. The wearer's vision, along with seeing a live view of the figures with a slight delay, would then get a picture of each o their mugshots in a separate corner.

Contact spotted. A feminine, digital voice spoke through the mind of the wearer, using vibrations through the temples of the augmented reality glasses. Look alive, Slingshot. You got business to attend to. The voice, despite being digital, seemed to have a teasing tone to its last sentence, having some degree of inflection.

The wearer of these augmented reality glasses groaned. The African-American woman, wearing a plain gray T-shirt, jeans and black leather driving gloves, remained seated in a vehicle far away from the location of the drone. Her mahogany skin was only put on display by the interior lighting of vehicle, exposed along her arms and her face. The woman stretched a little in her seat, popping a few bones. "Ugh." She moaned a little, her voice tired. "These guys look cliche as all hell. Are you sure they won't just shoot me on sight?" The woman asked as she put her seatbelt on.

Relax, Andrea. I've already searched their criminal records, and from what I can bring up on them, standard psych analysis functions indicate that their violent behavior is only reactionary. Just don't make any sudden moves and you'll be fine.

"What functions? Yours, or formulas you ripped from the internet?" Andrea asked, fixing herself up in the rear view mirror. Her small afro needs a little work but she believes she appears approachable enough to men. Hopefully women too, but Andrea has no plans to date criminals yet. Not like Andrea could use anything else other than her looks and wit anyway, her natural instinct often has her fleeing rather than fighting. "And do you think I should straighten my hair?"

Will your trust in my judgement change depending on how I answer? The artificial intelligence asked. And no. I think you look beautiful. At least according to the functions I 'ripped from the internet.' The AI chuckled.

"Thanks Patches." Andrea said with a soft smile, patting the small brick-like device in her pocket. "So, business as usual huh? Did you see any cops along the way?" Negative. "Alrighty. Time to clock in." She smirked. "Patches, play my nighttime speed playlist."

With pleasure. Through the will of the AI (or at least through a node installed into the car's electrical systems), the radio lit up, and from the sound system played a drum and bass tune. Just as the song began, Andrea grabbed the keys and turned the ignition.

The rusty 1988 Ford Taurus roared to life, and despite its appearance and some of its sounds, seemed to hold quite a bit of power. The lights turned on, and just as soon as the car did, Andrea shifted into gear and the car peeled away. The front tires squealed against the pavement for a few seconds before they got their grip on it, the car picking up speed as it drove off from the abandoned parking lot and onto the street. The car sped down the rarely traveled street, and approaching a corner, Andrea lightly brought the handbrake up to bring the car into a fishtail, drifting along the street, before flooring the gas, the car straightening itself out after drifting on the 90 degree turn. She continued to speed through the streets, the lazily upgraded 140 horsepower engine barely trying to keep up with the Slingshot's demands. Hitting several bumps, the car jumped up a few times from the force as the car hit them at high speeds, but it had little effect on the Slingshot herself.

The Slingshot, as she was called in criminal and racing circles, is a woman who's rather familiar with how cars work, and what their limits are, depending on what make and model. Having worked as a mechanic for most of her adult life, and raced cars for quite a bit of it, her passion is nothing but being at the seat of some of mankind's greatest machines. Driving around at breakneck speeds was just nothing but pure thrill to her, and cars themselves always appealed to her as a kid. She had already achieved her dream of being a race car driver, and while she does participate in local races nowadays, her past association with murky racing groups ruined her chances of going anywhere high. At least for now, and while she still races and works on cars, it only gives her enough money to survive. But Andrea is not on this earth to survive. She is on God's Green Earth to live. And live she did, through thrill of speed.

Drift turn left. Patches said to Andrea, using the heads up display in Andrea's augmented reality glasses to give the driver a path through the dimly lit roadways, as well as some rudimentary statistics on the aged Taurus. Andrea did as she was told, performing the same handbrake cornering trick, drifting at the 90 degree turn into the factory parking lot, nose towards the group of men up ahead. She sped towards them, the men ahead of them looking quite uneasy. They seemed as if they were just about to run away when Andrea jerked her car to one side then the other, bringing it into a proper drift. Screeching along the pavement, the car was finally brought to a stop at the feet of the three men, driver's side facing them. You have reached your destination. Patches said in a sing-song tone.

Andrea rolled down the window, looking at their shocked faces. She smirked at them. "Did someone call... The Slingshot?" Andrea asked, adding a little bit of flair to her beloved nickname, one that may or may not be based off of her favorite Hot Wheels car.

Adidas relaxed a bit before speaking angrily to the woman in the car, his voice a little gravelly. "Fucking crazy bitch, you nearly killed us!" He shouted.

Andrea turned down the music. "Relax, Generic Bad Guy Number Two. I was just giving you a little démonstration." She patted the side of the car, adding a bit of French to her last word. "So, you got the goods?"

Adidas grumbled angrily before gesturing to the other two men, who promptly walked over to their GMC Yukon. "How do you plan on getting them to Wiseman?"

Andrea popped the trunk. "Secret smuggling compartment, hidden underneath the jeans and lining. Hard to see, but once you feel for it you'll be able to get to it easy." She said. "It's sealed, so not even dogs can sniff through it. Hopefully. Don't quote me on that." Andrea said, trailing off a little.

"Whatever. You seem to know your way around." Adidas said as Wifebeater and Oversized brought a small crate out. "Remember, you're looking at five kilos of some of the best Bolivian cocaine right there. Any less and it'll be your ass on a platter." Adidas said, taking a drag from his cigarette as the two other men put the military styled crate into the secret compartment, making sure to hide it well before closing the trunk. "You know where to go, right?"

"You wouldn't call me here if I didn't." Andrea replied casually. "53rd Lambert Street, the pizzeria on the corner. Been there before, several times." She repeated just to assuage them. She then held her palm out, clearing her throat.

"Right." Adidas smirked. "The best never work for free." He pulled out five crisp one hundred dollar bills from his front pocket, putting them into Andrea's hand gently. "Wiseman's rep will give you his cut on delivery. The rest of our cut's in a drop, which should come with your payment." Adidas explained, stepping back from Andrea as she pocketed the cash. "If you got the spine for it, maybe I could hook you up to my racing scene. Got my own car and everything."

Andrea nodded. "I'll think about it, just hope that you can afford losing to me." She said with a soft teasing smirk, putting her hands back on the steering wheel. "Any friendly tips for me before I head out?"

Adidas was walking away, but he then turned around. "Word out there says that the Hills are being watched over by some Angel of Death. With all of that 'superhero' bullshit going on in the city nowadays, with fuckin' metahumans runnin' around, I would take a little stock in what they say. Hopefully it won't find you but, if it does, you're fucked." Adidas said, tossing his cigarette onto the ground, stomping it out.

Andrea was a little unnerved by this news, as she would be heading straight into the Hills to get to Wiseman's place. She was a little confident in the facade she normally put up though. "I doubt some superhero's gonna attack an innocent woman in a beat-up Taurus anyway. If they do, I'll just tell them the same story I normally do." Andrea said. "I appreciate it nonetheless. Stay safe out there."

"You too, Slingshot." Adidas said. "I'll call you again for more if you don't fuck up. Peace."

Andrea flashed the peace sign before turning up the radio back up to its original volume, shifting the car into gear and speeding off. The tires briefly squealed once again, but her car was able to get a grip and speed out from the parking lot. Flying out from the entrance to the factory parking lot, she was back on the road again. Her glasses outlined and highlighted the less visible parts of the road, with a highlighted path fading into view, giving Andrea direction as to where she should go. Shifting her car into gear, she floored it, making a drift turn onto the four-way road that led straight towards the Hills. It would be a long trip, but if it were short, those guys would done the job themselves. Drones in the skies kept an eye out for cops and other pursuers, and while Andrea drove through the near desolate streets, Andrea kept a careful eye on her vehicle's limits, and how much time she had left on her drones. She'll slow down once she gets to the Hills, but until then, she has time to make. Flooring it, the Taurus sped off into the night, gunning it through a green light, red taillights fading into the darkness.

Time trials were something Slingshot was all too used to.