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Jurassic World: Loose Ends

@cunfuzzler
Yo, can you review my app?

@OfWindAndRain

Accepted, you can go ahead and post it to the characters tab.

Also, I apologize in advance for being all but absent today, I've been cooking all day and will be until the Super Bowl, at which point I imagine I will end up drinking away my sorrow as Tom Brady crushes my hopes and dreams.

DC Universe REBIRTH [original DC inspired roleplay/universe]

It just wouldn't feel right for Catwoman to start anywhere but Gotham.

DC Universe REBIRTH [original DC inspired roleplay/universe]

Character Reimagined: Catwoman

Secret ID: Katarina Styles

Age: 32

Powers:
Her Genetic Conditioning has given her:

• Night Vision
• Perfect Balance
• Superhuman Reactions

Her suit doesn't give her any more abilities, but it does have some very useful gear:

• Bulletproof Panels - The solid panels of the suit are bulletproof as well as the cowl.
• Retractable Claws - The suit's gloves have 2.5 inch retractable prometheum claws.
• Tail Whip - Her suit's prometheum tail serves dual purposes, as a dangerous whip and a prehensile appendage. Each link is individually motorized and capable of expanding three sharp triangular blades from itself increasing it's lethality significantly.
• The Cowl - The suit's cowl offers a multipurpose HUD along with thermal vision and advanced facial recognition software.
• VRX-7 Taser Pistol - Holstered on the suits right thigh is the VRX-7 Taser pistol, a pistol that fires electric bolts capable of temporarily incapacitating a fully grown man, in an excruciatingly painful manner.

Weaknesses:

• Despite her genetic conditioning, Catwoman is just a human, she is strong and fast for a woman of her size, but she is no more durable.
• She controls her suit's functions through a wireless nano-transmitter embedded in her cerebellum. A sufficient EMP would leave her incapable of using her suit's gadgets in all but the most rudimentary functions until it's next automatic repair and reset cycle which only occurs when she is asleep.
• She harbors a deep-seated fear of mind control and those that use it even now that she is free.

Personality: Katarina keeps to herself and is immediately distrusting of all anyone she meets. She doesn't speak unless spoken to and is generally seen as very cold distant towards all but her most trusted friends. She does still maintain a facade of the confidence she held before her imprisonment, but it's a noticeable lie to a perceptive observer.

Appearance:

Her

The Suit

Brief Bio:

Backstory:

Born and raised to a lower class family in Gotham's Bowery, stealing was almost second nature for Katarina from a very young age. She attended school, and had decent enough grades throughout but never held out any hope of changing her life through academia. She had resigned herself to the life of a career criminal from an early age, and maybe that was why she was so damn good at it. She was still in high school when she accomplished her first big heist. She had broken into the Gotham Museum of Antiquities and stolen an ancient Kahndaq relic, it took awhile to fence, but it marked the start of a lucrative career. After a few years, Katarina had acquired a significant amount of wealth from her endeavors, and an equal amount of notoriety. Life was good for her, she had a penthouse apartment in Gotham Heights, a personal driver, and men falling over themselves to get to her. By all rights she could have retired then and there, but she enjoyed it too much.

She got an anonymous tip about some valuable research at a Stagg Enterprises lab. Valuable enough to cover her lavish lifestyle for many years to come. Naturally she went for it, unfortunately it had been a trap. Officially she had gotten violent and had to be put down by Stagg security. Reality was much worse, she had become the guinea pig of a deranged scientist under Stagg's employ, his research had been deemed inhumane and defunded. But he had no inclination to stop, he just needed a test subject, someone fit and capable that wouldn't die to his experiments. She was to be his personal bodyguard and assassin, he altered her very DNA, molding her physical abilities and even appearance to his whims. Once he was satisfied came the true horror, he gave her the suit and embedded a nano-transmitter of his own design in her cerebellum and from that day forward she was a prisoner in her own body. Able to only look on helplessly as she carried out his every whim her actions no longer her own, she protected, stole, and even killed for him. It went on like that for two years, until one day without warning it suddenly stopped, she was finally in control of her own actions. She later found that he had died of a heart attack, she destroyed every piece of research he had, took all of his money and burned his lab to the ground.

Since then she took the suit, and decided to set about trying to redeem herself for the actions she made under his control.

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7:23 AM, Jurassic World Ferry Slip, Costa Rica

Tuvya looked out across the ferry slip as his limo came to a stop outside. The ferry had already arrived, it wasn't the one most visitors to the park were familiar with, the one that had been on hundreds of commercials, and was loaded with crowd pleasing amenities. Instead they were taking the utility ferry, it had been used to transport vehicles and heavy machinery to the island during the Park's operation. Still emblazoned with Jurassic World silver & blue and a logo on either side it had now been loaded with the vehicles and supplies Masrani was providing. Three ATVs, two UTVs, a G-Class, and a Unimog all loaded down with various camping and survival supplies. There was still more than enough space for the vehicle one of the team had been reported to be bringing.

He grabbed one of the limo's stocked cigars before climbing out of the the vehicle. It was allegedly winter, but the way the sun was beating down on him as he scanned around the area was unconvincing. Once he was satisfied he rapped his fist against the limo's roof and it slowly set off away from the slip. He was clearly the first to arrive, the only other living being there was the ferry captain who he could just make out through the window of the ship's bridge. He politely waved to the man with his free hand and got as much in reply.

Tuvya allowed a slight smile to cross his lips at the exchange as he brought the cigar to his mouth and pulled his lighter from his pants pocket. Tuvya had never been a smoker per se, but during his time in the Sayeret Matkal he had picked up a habit of having a cigar before and after every mission at the recommendation of his former CO. It had been awhile since he embarked on a genuinely life-threatening mission, but this promised to be just that, so he decided it was time to revive the tradition, hopefully one last time. Tuvya let out a slight cough as he took his first puff from the cigar, but after that first misstep memory took over and the cigar began to burn down puff by puff without a hitch as he walked to the edge of the water and looked out over the sea. It was a nice day, a nice cigar, and a nice view. There were worse ways to start a mission he thought to himself as he waited for the rest of the team to arrive.

Star Wars: Scav's

Valana had been just watching the remains of the TIE float through space when Jax came back over comms. His order to have her watch for more Imperials was reasonable enough but she still felt a sense of somewhat surprising disgust at the request. Taking orders from a Besalisk... There was a time she would have shot someone for even saying she'd do such a thing. Now was a very different time to that though, and working with aliens was inherent to her survival. And besides she knew Jax, and he wasn't a bad guy she reassured herself. The thought brought her disgusted frown to a neutral grin before she replied.

"Roger that, I'll keep an eye out for any unwelcome types."

Valana looked around the area as she spoke searching the chunks of Alderaan for one that would be suitable for her task. Whatever had happened to the planet had sure been thorough, and he options were surprisingly limited. That was of course in no small part due to her own limitations, landing was the worst part of flying in her opinion and landing on a moving asteroid was something she was not at all thrilled about. Still she eventually settled on an asteroid about twenty times the size of her Cutlass that was slowly rotating almost in place. It still took her almost a minute after arriving at it to match pace with it's rotation so she could land.

As her fighter came to a rest on the asteroid she powered down all of the ship's systems to their lowest sustainable level apart from the scanners and comms. Ideally, combined with the natural interference of the asteroid field it would allow her to get the drop on anyone who actually did come through the area. After taking a moment to check and make sure everything was as she had wanted Valana sighed and lifted her ponytail with her left hand to make sure she didn't pull on it before leaning back in her seat. It seemed like as good a time as any to relax.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Alright, looks like we're about ready to get started. I'm gonna work on an opening post shortly.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

NPC CS

Name: Tuvya Dahan
Age: 39
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 190 lbs
Appearance:

Image

Role: Masrani Liason

Equipment: Fixed blade tanto knife, extendable cattle prod, Beretta 90two, Zippo lighter, cigar case with 5 cigars, and designer sunglasses. He also has a backpack with more supplies: A compass, whistles, paracord, canteen, change of clothes, first aid kit, zip ties, bug spray, and flashlights.

Background: Tuvya was born and raised in Jerusalem, a slightly above average student and mediocre footballer in school, he had decided long before graduating that he was going into the military. When he did join, he took to it like a fish to water, the drills, the guns, all of it just felt natural to him and it showed in his performance. Naturally he volunteered to join the Sayeret Matkal, Israel's special forces early in his career, and while he proved more than capable of physically enduring the grueling bootcamp, both of his first two attempts were marred by insubordination incidents that prevented his selection.

Still he persisted and on his third try was finally successful, and he got to spend the next two years of his life in training. From that point Tuvya was set upon missions across the globe, and with an impeccable success rate across his years of service he eventually caught the eyes of outside entities, one of those being Masrani Global who offered him a lucrative offer to work as an adviser and trainer for InGen's Security Division. While he enjoyed his work, and loved his country the money was too good to say no, especially considering how much easier the job would be, so when the time came, he gladly jumped ship. Since then Tuvya has worked stateside training InGen's Security, adjusting to corporate life.

With the massive casualties on the island, some of which were personnel he had trained himself, getting him to go to the island was simple enough. He was after all still an employee, and it wasn't hard to convince that the Isla Nublar incident was at least in part due to his own failing.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Name: Claude O'Malley
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance:

Claude

Role: Hunter

Equipment: Survival khakis, olive drab fatigue shirt and bucket hat, ruck sack, .700 nitro express rifle (30 rounds), bowie knife, canteen, field rations.

Background: There isn't much to be said about this man. Born and raised in Southern Kenya, Claude spent most of his early life among the clients of his father, mostly European and Asian big game hunters, and took to following the man's footsteps early on. He learned everything about the animals of his region, from feeding habits to each individual sign and footprint. By his early teens he was accompanying his father in guiding tourists, and by 18 was starting to take over the duties on his own.

Over the years he developed as stellar reputation as one the best in his field in the country, and it was this that naturally attracted Masrani's attention when the time came to clean up the mess on Isla Nublar.

@The Whacko

Approved! Go ahead and post it to the Characters Tab!

Star Wars: Scav's

“Wohohoooooo! VALANAH! Thank you and that Organa guy!”

Valana chuckled at the comment, at least Jax hadn't questioned it. There wasn't much time to be amused however and she quickly regathered herself, shifting her focus to locating the other TIE, it wasn't particularly hard to find. Valana used her ship's manuevering jets to bring her to face the TIE directly, from her perspective it was just over the port bow of Jax's quadjumper, it's attention still seemed to be on him as she monitored comms, Valana had held out a small hope that the TIE Pilot would hail them, and surrender. She acquired a target lock on the TIE, not that she wanted to waste a concussion missile on an unshielded target, but maybe the TIE would realize the hopelessness of the situation now that they were locked...

No such luck. As soon as the TIE fired at Jax's quadjumper she replied in turn, she fired only once, as the bolts were clearly on course to hit, she lifted her hands off the controls and watched. Two bolts slammed into the TIE's circular cockpit, Valana let out a hearty sigh as the TIE exploded into millions of tiny pieces, either wing fragmenting into larger pieces and shooting off in either direction away from the main explosion.

"You're clear Jax." She paused for a moment. "You okay?"

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Any update on this?

@Drache

I hope it takes off, been wanting this one for a while.

@Pilatus

Gonna bump the Interest check and hope for some new interest. If not I might just start an IC post and hope.