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Y00-17 stood motionless in the center of his dormitory. The Artificial Intelligence did not require sleep. However, his exoskeleton's power core needed to be removed and recharged every forty eight hours for an extended period of time, so that it could operate at peak efficiency. If necessary, Metalhead's physical body could continue operation for up to one hundred and sixty eight hours at sub optimal efficiency levels before its power core forced a shut down of all systems. But while the machine was situated as a statue in the midpoint of the sleeping compartment, the AI that controlled it was quite active. Y00-17 busied himself by downloading gigabits of information from the Exeralune's data stores while simultaneously conversing with the ship's own AI, ANI. She was pleasant company; the two of them got along quite well. Still, Metalhead was subtly watching the other AI's every move. The organic members of the Exeralune's crew had expressed their distrust of the Artificial Intelligence on numerous occasions, which prompted the ever-loyal Y00-17 to begin observing his fellow synthetic life form. He had, so far, not witnessed any suspicious behavior by the machine. It was possible that this marked ANI as innocent of all charges; however, it could also mean that she knew Y00-17's intentions and was purposefully going out of her way to avoid suspicion. Subterfuge was not Metalhead's primary area of expertise, so he had little to go by except what he had picked up from public networks and verbal exchanges with organics.

A shrill siren echoed throughout the bridge. Y00-17 questioned ANI of the sound's purpose, and she informed him that an unknown object sat in the path of the Exeralune. An image of the mysterious ship appeared in his mind's eye, implanted by ANI. This was the object that blocked their warp path. The vehicle was of similar size and make to the Exeralune itself. From what Y00-17 calculated, the chances of meeting such a vessel at this interval were quite low. It was likely, then, that their assailant was here specifically to block the UNT ship's path. ANI seemed to agree with Y00-17's calculations. The mathematical possibility that this encounter was completely random was so minuscule that it warranted little to no observation by the pair of Artificial Intelligences, which had begun rapidly shooting messages to each other as they questioned the event.

ANI was distracted, however, by her duties to the crew, and responded 0.0021 seconds slower than usual. Y00-17 announced his departure from the network in the most formal way possible and installed himself into his personal VW-11c "Bokite" Spacefighter, as ordered by Captain Hidden Eagle.

Y00-17's Bokite was equipped with the single fire long range variant of the elzion cannon. The small, expendable fighter was not the type of craft Y00-17 was used to flying. His last Spacefighter had been better armed and armored, as well as larger and more durable. It had been an extension of Metalhead's programming. But this Bokite would have to do; at least until Y00-17 could convince the captain to purchase a better vessel for the AI's personal use.

The other miniature carrier had launched four of its own spacefighters, which appeared to be escorting a much larger boarding vessel. Y00-17 successfully downloaded himself into the Bow Fighter and launched the small spacecraft from its hangar. The floor underneath the ship opened up and the Bokite fell into the vast darkness below. Y00-17 activated his propulsion systems and entered a holding pattern around the Exeralune. He awaited the arrival of the other spacefighters, as well as further orders from Captain Hidden Eagle. Y00-17 also set to work scanning the approaching enemies, hoping to find out more about them before he was forced to engage.

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Y00-17 stood motionless in the center of his dormitory. The Artificial Intelligence did not require sleep. However, his exoskeleton's power core needed to be removed and recharged every forty eight hours for an extended period of time, so that it could operate at peak efficiency. If necessary, Metalhead's physical body could continue operation for up to one hundred and sixty eight hours at sub optimal efficiency levels before its power core forced a shut down of all systems. But while the machine was situated as a statue in the midpoint of the sleeping compartment, the AI that controlled it was quite active. Y00-17 busied himself by downloading gigabits of information from the Exeralune's data stores while simultaneously conversing with the ship's own AI, ANI. She was pleasant company; the two of them got along quite well. Still, Metalhead was subtly watching the other AI's every move. The organic members of the Exeralune's crew had expressed their distrust of the Artificial Intelligence on numerous occasions, which prompted the ever-loyal Y00-17 to begin observing his fellow synthetic life form. He had, so far, not witnessed any suspicious behavior by the machine. It was possible that this marked ANI as innocent of all charges; however, it could also mean that she knew Y00-17's intentions and was purposefully going out of her way to avoid suspicion. Subterfuge was not Metalhead's primary area of expertise, so he had little to go by except what he had picked up from public networks and verbal exchanges with organics.

A shrill siren echoed throughout the bridge. Y00-17 questioned ANI of the sound's purpose, and she informed him that an unknown object sat in the path of the Exeralune. An image of the mysterious ship appeared in his mind's eye, implanted by ANI. This was the object that blocked their warp path. The vehicle was of similar size and make to the Exeralune itself. From what Y00-17 calculated, the chances of meeting such a vessel at this interval were quite low. It was likely, then, that their assailant was here specifically to block the UNT ship's path. ANI seemed to agree with Y00-17's calculations. The mathematical possibility that this encounter was completely random was so minuscule that it warranted little to no observation by the pair of Artificial Intelligences, which had begun rapidly shooting messages to each other as they questioned the event.

ANI was distracted, however, by her duties to the crew, and responded 0.0021 seconds slower than usual. Y00-17 announced his departure from the network in the most formal way possible and installed himself into his personal VW-11c "Bokite" Spacefighter, as ordered by Captain Hidden Eagle.

Y00-17's Bokite was equipped with the single fire long range variant of the elzion cannon. The small, expendable fighter was not the type of craft Y00-17 was used to flying. His last Spacefighter had been better armed and armored, as well as larger and more durable. It had been an extension of Metalhead's programming. But this Bokite would have to do; at least until Y00-17 could convince the captain to purchase a better vessel for the AI's personal use.

The other miniature carrier had launched four of its own spacefighters, which appeared to be escorting a much larger boarding vessel. Y00-17 successfully downloaded himself into the Bow Fighter and launched the small spacecraft from its hangar. The floor underneath the ship opened up and the Bokite fell into the vast darkness below. Y00-17 activated his propulsion systems and entered a holding pattern around the Exeralune. He awaited the arrival of the other spacefighters, as well as further orders from Captain Hidden Eagle. Y00-17 also set to work scanning the approaching enemies, hoping to find out more about them before he was forced to engage.

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Name:
Y00-17 or 'Metalhead'

Age:
10 (Since activation)

Gender:
N/A; Prefers the pronoun 'he'

Race:
Faera-designed Multi-purpose Naval Droid

Homeworld:
Liorea

Position:
Fighter Pilot

Personality:
Y00-17 is formal and well-mannered, much like the Matriarchy he was created by. Metalhead was built to be fiercely loyal to the queen of the Faera people; his loyalty emanates to his new crew and associates as well. When Y00-17 first came off the production lines, he had the bare minimum of information installed in his primary memory storage unit. He was given only what was absolutely necessary for the completion of his duties. This lack of knowledge led Y00-17 to develop a sort of curiosity. He's constantly asking questions, seeking out others opinions on subjects as well as the objective facts on anything and everything he encounters. Metalhead's thirst for information is not without its drawbacks. With little to go by, he'll often accept information on new material without bothering to fact check. This naivete has led to more than one confrontation (such as the time someone told Metalhead that alcohol kills people, and Y00-17 proceeded to burn down a local bar.)

Metalhead is inherently protective of innocent life. He has no problem ending an enemy combatant who refuses to surrender; however, Y00-17 would rather go offline than kill a prisoner or a civilian. His staunch moral code has led to numerous quarrels with more morally ambiguous commanders.

Appearance:
Y00-17 stands at exactly 6'2 and weighs 610 pounds. His exoskeleton is made mostly up of Feerilesh, although Metalhead's body also incorporates other, tougher metals for increased protection. The majority of Y00-17's important components are located in the chest region, where it is most heavily armored. The primary and secondary memory storage units are built inside the head, right behind the sensory package. Metalhead's claws and talons are quite sharp, able to pierce most flesh rather easily. When the sheer sharpness of these weapons proves not enough, Y00-17 can revert energy into superheating the tips, allowing the blades to cut through more durable materials.

Y00-17's design was inspired by Faera myth; specifically, the creature known as the Falimawe. The Falimawe was said to wander the small island of Faliohu, sister island to Kailisila. The Falimawe was said to devour any troublemakers who went to the island. The beast was said to be allergic to water. There were only two ways to avoid being eaten by the Falimawe: either perform an ancient cleansing ritual on the creature, which was said to be extremely dangerous due to the Falimawe's aggressive behavior. Or, alternatively, become a good, law-abiding citizen. After all, the Falimawe only ate troublemakers. The myth was originally made up by natives to keep the rowdy young tourists away, but over time has attracted many a young Faera looking to prove their courage. The newer generations have turned staying out in the islands jungles for an entire night alone into a trial for the uninitiated.

Abilities:
Metalhead was ranked in the top one hundred spacefighter pilots in the Faera Navy. His skills behind the stick are exemplary; few organics can match Y00-17's reaction times and accuracy. The only drawbacks being his lack of creativity when it comes to dogfighting and relatively slow mount up time. (Seeing as how Y00-17 has to download into the fighter even if he's standing right next to it, it makes sense.)

Aside from his piloting skills, Y00-17 was also designed as an anti-boarding party defense unit. He's fast on the draw and has impeccable aim in tight quarters; it isn't uncommon for Metalhead to head shot a trio of attackers who got the jump on him before they can open fire. Even when his firearm runs out of ammunition, Y00-17 is trained in Faeran close combat martial arts and is able to use his claws to great effectiveness when facing infantry of all sorts.

Y00-17 is not a robot, per se. He is more accurately described as a sapient program capable of independent thought; or an artificial intelligence. Y00-17 is able to download into any system wirelessly or via a Universal Serial Bus cable that is compatible with its code. Inter-Galactic model devices and Faera systems are the easiest to access; however, Y00-17 has been known to bypass certain security nodes in order to directly control an alien technology. Even if Metalhead's exoskeleton is destroyed, as unlikely as that is, Y00-17 could continue to live on within the Exeralune's systems alongside ANI.

Equipment:
Y00-17 wields the IG Defender, an Elzion full-automatic machine pistol with a 35 round magazine. The weapon possesses an extremely fast rate of fire and is incredible light and compact, allowing for ease of use in the commonly compact corridors of a spaceship or a spacefighter. However, the Defender's accuracy drops off considerably after 50 meters. Y00-17 carries around an attachable barrel which extends the range up to eighty meters and decreases recoil, but makes the weapon heavier and more cumbersome.

Y00-17 is equipped with a personal shield generator, designed to protect against energy weapons and explosives. Kinetic ammunition is able to pass through the cling shield; however, Y00-17's exoskeleton is tough enough to protect itself against most small arms. The biggest threats to Metalhead are armor piercing kinetic rounds, especially in shotguns or sniper rifles.

Metalhead also carries a temporary self-repair kit on his person, as well as a number of magazines for his IG Defender and backup power cores for his primary exoskeleton. The exoskeleton itself is extremely durable; capable of absorbing extreme punishment without falling. Metalhead is quite strong, too. He is able hold in own in a contest of strength against many of the more robust species. But for all its durability and strength, it is Y00-17's surprising speed and agility that makes him deadly. The enemy never consider the heavy set machine to be as quick as it is; as such, when Metalhead dashes into their ranks and reeks havoc among their infantry with his machine pistol and claws, the opposition flees in panic, confusion and terror.

Biography:
Y00-17 is a not a unique machine. He is one of tens of thousands of Multi-purpose Naval Droids designed and built by the Faera. The Y00 series Metalhead belongs to, however, only completed twenty fully operational robots before production was shifted to other priorities. 17 and the other Y00s were assigned to the 9th Frontier Fleet, who were responsible for colonizing new worlds in the name of the Queen. The Y00s were kept close together and allowed to form their own Air Wing. Metalhead and his 'brothers' swiftly made a name for themselves, claiming over two hundred kills between them within the first two li'nel of service. They operated as a single mind. A single weapon to be wielded against even the most powerful foe. Y00-17 received the nickname 'Metalhead' when he purposely crashed a severely damaged fighter into the bridge of a pirate cruiser. Somehow, the spacefighter remained active long enough for Y00-17 to open fire on anything still alive inside. A nearby Faerin commented that the pilot must have a 'metal head' to have survived that crash; not knowing that the pilot's head was literally made of metal. The name stuck, to say the least.

It has been said that an Artificial Intelligence can never die. That they are immortal. This claim is false; Y00-17 has witnessed this sad truth first hand. During a battle with one of UNT's primary rivals in the north, the Y00 Air Wing was sent straight into the heart of the enemy fleet; they were to escort the bombers to the opponent's carriers and flagship and make sure the bombers escaped to rearm. The bombers were crucial to 9th Fleet's success, after all. They had fighters in spades, however. The Y00s were not expected to return; no one would have mourned their loss if they had not. The run had been successful. Carriers were burning and the flagship was heavily damaged. But the cost had been high. Metalhead had watched as his closest companions for the better part of eight years were blown away by swarms of drones. Y00-17 fought like hell to get the majority of the bombers back to friendly space. Only two of the AIs survived that fight. Y00-2's memory core would later become corrupted by an unknown virus, leaving Y00-17 as the only Y00 series droid alive in the galaxy.

Metalhead spent the next two years hopping from command to command, causing trouble for every Faerin commander he was put under. Y00-17 didn't see himself in the wrong; he did only as he was programmed to do. But certain actions he took in the name of his higher code hindered the Fleet's progress overall. Eventually Metalhead was honorably discharged when he took a hard line stance against a particularly corrupt captain's breaking of intergalactic law. Instead of allowing Y00-17 to take these recorded events to Command, the captain blackmailed Y00-17 into willing leaving the military.

The wandering machine was recruited by UNT when they learned of his veteran status and reputable skills and morals. His first assignment was to a ship called the Exeralune, under an individual known as Hidden Eagle.

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The Beast

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NAME:
Cole MacGrath
AGE:
26
SPECIES:
Human
GENDER:
Male

PERSONALITY:

BIOGRAPHY:

ABILITIES:

ORGANIZATION:
Reign of Chaos
UNIVERSE OF ORIGIN:
InFAMOUS

OTHER:

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Sorry it took me so long to get that up. Meh bad.

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Kid Flash

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"He's not my boyfriend!" Kid Flash cried in frustrated protest. "I'm engage-" He was about to add, before a movement from within the smoke caught his eye.

Hazama was quick, Wally would give him that. Anyone else wouldn't of known what was happening before it was too late. But Kid Flash was a speedster who had spent most of his life honing his senses and perceptions. It was the only way he survived his encounters with the enemies of his mentor, Barry Allen. A vivid memory of his first encounter with Eobard Thawne, better known as Professor Zoom, appeared in the boy's mind. The Reverse Flash had nearly killed the teen. Since then, Kid Flash had trained his body to its limit; to the point of breaking himself. At this moment, with the RoC captain flying through the air toward him at impossible speeds, Wally West realized that his conditioning had been worth it. Kid Flash threw up his arms into an X formation and held it in front of his face. He set his feet in a wide stance and absorbed the kick. The kinetic energy from Hazama's butterfly kick flowed over Wally's tense muscles and strong bones. The speedster felt his feet slide against the tile floor of the mess hall, perhaps a yard, before slowing to a halt. Moments after the kick was delivered a trio of throwing knives pierced the air with a shrill screech, flying toward the surprised vigilante.

The ginger haired boy was already moving to attempt to intercept the razor-like projectiles when Penny knocked them out of the air with a blade of her own. A second knife sliced the chain from around Kid Flash. The metal rings fell to the ground with a clang and Wally nodded his thanks to Penny. The speedster's aching body protested his every movement. Hazmat's earlier strike had done more harm than Kid Flash had first realized. Hazama was certainly not human, that much West had realized. The robot and the suit-wearing ninja continued their banter. Penny's naivete worried Wally. She'd shown she could handle herself this far, but she reeked of inexperience. And Hazama was one of Reign of Chaos's top agents. Kid kept his hands up and looked from Penny to Hazama, bouncing on his toes in anticipation.

Hazmat struck first. He launched a series of chains at the android-girl. She danced between many of them and batted away the ones she couldn't avoid, moving with grace only a highly advanced machine could manage. The main attack chain impacted straight into her armored stomach. It was some sort of ruse, apparently, because Penny pulled Hazama in and held him in place by his leg. By the looks of things, Penny was planning to snap the man's kneecap in half.

"Don't kill him!" Kid Flash shouted. He hadn't even given the order a second thought; heroism was second nature to the young speedster. "-We need to bring him in alive. F-for, like, questioning. And stuff. Yeah." It hadn't occurred to Wally that he might be speaking to a superior, led alone one of the highest ranking members of the Resistance.

The standoff at the other end of the room was of little concern to Kid. Bayonetta could handle whoever this was, though the guy's arrogant manner was of some concern. Arrogance and an air of superiority seemed to be common traits of RoC leadership and this guy was practically oozing the stuff. Suddenly a section of Chaos soldiers rushed into the Mess Hall and opened fire on the small contingent of Resistance fighters inside. Wally weaved between the energy beams unleashed by the strange alien Space Pirates. Their firearms were much quicker than bullets and harder to dodge; luckily, Kid Flash had fought against Black Manta's minions enough times to learn how to predict the firing patterns of energy weapons such as these. Alarm filled the hero when he noticed the aliens begin to put together a mobile turret. That just wouldn't do. Single fire beam weapons he could handle. But a rapid fire, machine gun version? No thanks!

MC was already engaging the enemy infantry using her elementals and spells. He didn't know the being very well, but from what Wally had seen, she knew her stuff. A smile crossed Wally's face when the strange wizard chose to cast an enhancement spell on the little speedster. Energy beams slowed to a crawl. Penny held Hazama, suspended in the air like a statue. Even Bayonetta, who was dancing around the other RoC officer, was moving slowly. Not wanting to waste a moment of the boost, Kid Flash took a single step toward the turret and broke the sound barrier nanoseconds before he shot toward them like a missile. Wally smashed the turret to pieces, using his own body as a high speed battering ram. He turned his wrath on the aliens manning the gun and knocked them both out with a swift combination of dozens of super powered punches. Kid Flash rocketed across the Mess Hall at massively hyper sonic speeds, disarming and punching out the enemy foot soldiers before they could react.

The room was cleared in less than a second.

Kid Flash came to a halt in the middle of the room, his hands on his knees as the enhancement wore off from overuse. Wally panted, sweat dripped down his face and pain racked his overexerted body. "Thanks MC." Kid offered the sorcerer a thumbs up between rasping breathes. Kid Flash took another breath and stood to his full height, pointing at Yzeira Yezia. "You're outnumbered and surrounded. Surrender, and maybe I can convince command to give you a cell with a window."

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Kid Flash

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"He's not my boyfriend!" Kid Flash cried in frustrated protest. "I'm engage-" He was about to add, before a movement from within the smoke caught his eye.

Hazama was quick, Wally would give him that. Anyone else wouldn't of known what was happening before it was too late. But Kid Flash was a speedster who had spent most of his life honing his senses and perceptions. It was the only way he survived his encounters with the enemies of his mentor, Barry Allen. A vivid memory of his first encounter with Eobard Thawne, better known as Professor Zoom, appeared in the boy's mind. The Reverse Flash had nearly killed the teen. Since then, Kid Flash had trained his body to its limit; to the point of breaking himself. At this moment, with the RoC captain flying through the air toward him at impossible speeds, Wally West realized that his conditioning had been worth it. Kid Flash threw up his arms into an X formation and held it in front of his face. He set his feet in a wide stance and absorbed the kick. The kinetic energy from Hazama's butterfly kick flowed over Wally's tense muscles and strong bones. The speedster felt his feet slide against the tile floor of the mess hall, perhaps a yard, before slowing to a halt. Moments after the kick was delivered a trio of throwing knives pierced the air with a shrill screech, flying toward the surprised vigilante.

The ginger haired boy was already moving to attempt to intercept the razor-like projectiles when Penny knocked them out of the air with a blade of her own. A second knife sliced the chain from around Kid Flash. The metal rings fell to the ground with a clang and Wally nodded his thanks to Penny. The speedster's aching body protested his every movement. Hazmat's earlier strike had done more harm than Kid Flash had first realized. Hazama was certainly not human, that much West had realized. The robot and the suit-wearing ninja continued their banter. Penny's naivete worried Wally. She'd shown she could handle herself this far, but she reeked of inexperience. And Hazama was one of Reign of Chaos's top agents. Kid kept his hands up and looked from Penny to Hazama, bouncing on his toes in anticipation.

Hazmat struck first. He launched a series of chains at the android-girl. She danced between many of them and batted away the ones she couldn't avoid, moving with grace only a highly advanced machine could manage. The main attack chain impacted straight into her armored stomach. It was some sort of ruse, apparently, because Penny pulled Hazama in and held him in place by his leg. By the looks of things, Penny was planning to snap the man's kneecap in half.

"Don't kill him!" Kid Flash shouted. He hadn't even given the order a second thought; heroism was second nature to the young speedster. "-We need to bring him in alive. F-for, like, questioning. And stuff. Yeah." It hadn't occurred to Wally that he might be speaking to a superior, led alone one of the highest ranking members of the Resistance.

The standoff at the other end of the room was of little concern to Kid. Bayonetta could handle whoever this was, though the guy's arrogant manner was of some concern. Arrogance and an air of superiority seemed to be common traits of RoC leadership and this guy was practically oozing the stuff. Suddenly a section of Chaos soldiers rushed into the Mess Hall and opened fire on the small contingent of Resistance fighters inside. Wally weaved between the energy beams unleashed by the strange alien Space Pirates. Their firearms were much quicker than bullets and harder to dodge; luckily, Kid Flash had fought against Black Manta's minions enough times to learn how to predict the firing patterns of energy weapons such as these. Alarm filled the hero when he noticed the aliens begin to put together a mobile turret. That just wouldn't do. Single fire beam weapons he could handle. But a rapid fire, machine gun version? No thanks!

MC was already engaging the enemy infantry using her elementals and spells. He didn't know the being very well, but from what Wally had seen, she knew her stuff. A smile crossed Wally's face when the strange wizard chose to cast an enhancement spell on the little speedster. Energy beams slowed to a crawl. Penny held Hazama, suspended in the air like a statue. Even Bayonetta, who was dancing around the other RoC officer, was moving slowly. Not wanting to waste a moment of the boost, Kid Flash took a single step toward the turret and broke the sound barrier nanoseconds before he shot toward them like a missile. Wally smashed the turret to pieces, using his own body as a high speed battering ram. He turned his wrath on the aliens manning the gun and knocked them both out with a swift combination of dozens of super powered punches. Kid Flash rocketed across the Mess Hall at massively hyper sonic speeds, disarming and punching out the enemy foot soldiers before they could react.

The room was cleared in less than a second.

Kid Flash came to a halt in the middle of the room, his hands on his knees as the enhancement wore off from overuse. Wally panted, sweat dripped down his face and pain racked his overexerted body. "Thanks MC." Kid offered the sorcerer a thumbs up between rasping breathes. Kid Flash took another breath and stood to his full height, pointing at Yzeira Yezia. "You're outnumbered and surrounded. Surrender, and maybe I can convince command to give you a cell with a window."

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@Archmage MC I was pretty much caught up, but thanks anyway.

Andreemea: Brighter Tomorrows

I'll try to post later today.

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My apologies for not posting yesterday. The moment I got home I quite literally fell asleep on my bed.