Name: Oruthar Yeu142 (actual name, not a password)
Alias:
Gender: Male
Age: 24.
Race:
Grethonte, a race of proud and mighty turtle people. Hailing from planet Sea (it's surface is 1/4 water and 3/4 earth but they call it Sea and nobody remembers why) they are tripedal creatures with a hard shell covering their backs. They possess several sets of eyes that sprout from holes in their carapace and have a circular mouth on their stomach which is covered by four elastic lips that double as tentacles to fetch food into their eat-hole. This, in addition to the fact that they lack a head per se freaks the hell out of other races, but they're overall nice people, not like those Reedel douches.
The Reedel, unlike the Grethonte, hail from planet Dick (or so Grethonte textbooks say), a neighboring planet in the same solar system. They appear to be, if compared to Earth's fauna, a mix between lizards and insects, with the body of an iguana and the eyes, wings and arms of a fly. One day the Reedel visited Sea and took back with them the species they found most suitable for their purpose. With the use of heavy genetic engineering they managed to turn the strange turtle-like people they found into a sentient race, and so the Grethonte came to be. As to be expected, the Reedel enslaved the hell out of them, and during many centuries Grethonte were used as beasts of burden and servants, prooving to be hardy and loyal. No man's freedom can be supressed forever, even if he doesn't know what freedom is, or isn't even a man in the first place but more like a freaky turtle thing, so the Grethonte rose against their masters. They didn't stand a chance at all, and the Reedel could have ended their misery right there. But they couldn't have that, cause they were assholes, so they came up with an offer to the Grethonte. They didn't really had a chance at all, with war just at their doorstep, living in constant fear and dying of diseases they didn't know how to treat by themselves the Grethonte accepted what quite possibly was the most bizarre peace treaty to ever exist in the history of known universe.
The Grethonte were given the means to return to their planet, but they were also forced to have 50% of their working class in service of Reedel corporations or any-other-race-the-Reedel-saw-fit corporations. They worked Sea's soil and natural resources, and the Grethonte couldn't do anything about it because if they were to break the contract they'd be getting into a war they could not win. It is true that the overall situation changed for the better, but the Grethonte were still being controlled by the Reedel, and with each passing year the Reedel's power and riches grew thanks to the excellent business they had established in Sea, making the goal of one day being able to defeat their enslavers seem like nothing but a dream from the past.
Nowadays Sea is a decaying planet. After 4000 years the corporations have exhausted almost all of Sea's resources, and it is uncertain what the Reedel will do with it once it's nothing but a worthless rock. Most of the people live in poberty while a leading minority runs the world, most likely because they work for the Reedel...
Appearance:
I'll put my drawing here once it's finished.
Position:
Pilot
Personality:
Oruthar is overall a nice fella. He has a noble heart and thinks selflessly, putting the others' priorities before his. He'll avoid confrontation at any cost, even when insulted or hurt, choosing instead to retreat. Even though he tries to seem content all the time, the impending demise of his home planet constantly troubles him.
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END
I'm sorry that this is all I have for now. I'd have finished it today (in about an hour) but it turns out it's a friend's birthday in a while (I've just found out yesterday otherwise I'd have delayed the CS to saturday from the begginning) so I gottago now but hopefully this is enough to save a seat for myself so I can finish this tomorrow.