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Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

Mason joined for the mission. So whenever that is is when he boards.

CONTAINMENT: Welcome to Facility B

Subject: FP-1991-ED

Last Recorded Location: Cafeteria Entrance

Last Recorded Interaction:@BCTheEntity@Bartimaeus@TheMushroomLord@AelitaJezebelle

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Dolly, wasn’t much crying as she was just trembling from the scene she had just seen. She wasn’t sure who, what or why everyone in that room were dead, but she knew enough that you should not be able to see their insides. She was overwhelmed at the sight that she had lost her ability to take it in and cope, crying as a way to express her fear for the gruesome sight.

She tensed when she felt the hand on her back, but relaxed when comforting words followed it. She looked up to see one of the shadow creature’s companions. While Dolly was not entirely sure of that group’s intentions, this act of kindness had helped comfort her. Blades hand upon her head also helped. Her eyes still watered as he kneeled down to her level. Seeing how Blade was still calm but comforting made her feel much safer. Since they had met, she was probably more of a burden than an ally, but she loved how he continued to show care for her. She stood there, still sniffling trying to stop crying as he embraced her, wiping her eyes when he let go and stood back up.

She still sniffled a little, but now she had stopped crying tears, trying to put on a brave face. He didn’t say it, but somehow Dolly knew that even though the scene in the cafeteria was frightening, they needed to move forward. And moving forward started with a full stomach. She agreed to wait outside while Blade returned to the cafeteria. She was sure she could muster up enough courage to follow him inside now knowing what to expect. It was a relief that she wouldn’t have to.

Blade walked in the cafeteria, and Dolly’s sight followed him in, turning away before she risked seeing too much of the scene. She looked around. Of their little group, she found herself alone. She was with strangers now, but much like that girl said of the shadow creature before them, they didn’t seem like they would hurt her. Still she stood wary, keeping to herself, clutching the doll she had with her.

How many had entered the cafeteria? She knew Blade and the woman who threw him. The group with the red patches seemed to have vanished, so perhaps them as well. The woman who helped comfort Dolly had left, too. That left the shadow creature, and someone else behind him. It wasn’t an ideal situation, but it appeared that everyone was scared and confused, not just Dolly. Taking a quick breath, she took a step forward to the one hall with the most people remaining out. They had yellow patches on their clothes, in the same place Dolly’s group had purple. Nervously she waved her hand, saying hello.

Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

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...and not Lt. Ve'Tame? Something against the reptilian Tactial Officers? ;P

@This Girlie

Don’t worry. Everyone will get their turn to be dissected, I I mean treated.

Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

Mason will love her, no question. He’d love to study what makes her tick.

Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

Mason Daniels, Medical

Name, Position and Age:

Mason G. Daniels, Medic, 30
1 Month on the I.S.S. Prize

Species and Appearance:

Well, why not Human? He looks mostly average when it comes to body type, and build. He is not athletic, but is fit and can be surprisingly fast. He has pale skin tone, black hair, and green eyes. He doesn’t have any piercings or tattoos. His hair is short, but not quite like a military cut. He has a cow lick. His is about 5’5” tall.

Bio and Personality:

Born in 2374, Mason lived most of his life in the good ol’ United States. He was a part of a god-fearing family and he became feeling smothered by it. When he grew old enough, he moved out of the bible belt and took up residence in Nevada. He was able to apply for medical school there and it was the perfect excuse to leave. Nevada was just far enough away from his parents, while not having to pay the exorbitant cost of living in California.

He made the choice to move from faith and more towards science mainly out of spite for his science hating family. But that wasn’t all. He was genuinely fascinated with how the human body worked, and that was only compounded when he came to studying the physiology of nonhumans. Much like was able to in his school days, Mason passed medical school near the top of his class, learning the latest medical technologies that could have made most support staff unnecessary. At least if they weren’t so expensive to make.

As soon as he graduated medical school, he joined the space program, and started as a medic for their space fleets. Despite his questionable joy when it came to odd injuries, he was good at his job, and most patients left his office feeling well within a short period.

He likes his job, but not in the ways you’d expect. While he can patch someone up when they get injured, he takes a lot of pleasure in seeing what was injured and how. A broken bone from a skiing accident would bore him, but a shattered leg from a life and death wrestling match with an anaconda would be much more interesting. Likewise, the more bizarre the injury, the more he’ll take an interest in the patient. Most of the time he’ll get the job done and done right. However, if you show up with a bizarre injury and a story to tell, you’d get exceptional treatment.

He is excitable, and eager. Like to get his hands dirty. Some times literally as his office can be cluttered most of the time. At least he knows where everything is in it. While he treats physical damage most of the time, he has knowledge in virus and bacterial infections to treat the more common ones, and enough insight to help figure out anything else.
Also, he absolutely loves dealing with otherworldly beings. While there are too many species, and his focus was medical school for humans, he has taken several one off courses that go over alien anatomy and is always studying on his own in his down time.

Skills, Strengths and Weaknesses, and Tools:

Tools include a scalpel, stethoscope, and several syringes filled with different numbing agents.
Whatever tools that would be supplied in the med bay. He can operate all of the medical equipment he’d have access to including imaging technology, and robotic assistance.
Despite not being athletic, he can run for a surprising long time.
He is enamored by alien physiology and will want to study any new species he’s never seen before.
He is a decent shot with a rifle, not military worthy, but enough to defend himself.
Lots of stamina, zero physical strength and will lose in anything requiring intense muscle work.

Miscellaneous Info:

Likes crazy injury. If not injured spectacularly, then you might as well not be injured at all.
If you’re not human at all, then you’d always get the best treatment he’d have to offer.
He hates spicy, sweet, bitter, and salty foods. Most of anything he cooks taste bland, but he loves it that way. The exception is he eats sour like candy.
His favorite color is blue.
He doesn’t care for what music he’s listening to. He could have a playlist with pop, metal, classical, and profanity heavy rap without a care in the world.

Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

Mason Daniels, Medical

Name, Position and Age:

Mason G. Daniels, Medic, 30
1 Month on the I.S.S. Prize

Species and Appearance:

Well, why not Human? He looks mostly average when it comes to body type, and build. He is not athletic, but is fit and can be surprisingly fast. He has pale skin tone, black hair, and green eyes. He doesn’t have any piercings or tattoos. His hair is short, but not quite like a military cut. He has a cow lick. His is about 5’5” tall.

Bio and Personality:

Born in 2374, Mason lived most of his life in the good ol’ United States. He was a part of a god-fearing family and he became feeling smothered by it. When he grew old enough, he moved out of the bible belt and took up residence in Nevada. He was able to apply for medical school there and it was the perfect excuse to leave. Nevada was just far enough away from his parents, while not having to pay the exorbitant cost of living in California.

He made the choice to move from faith and more towards science mainly out of spite for his science hating family. But that wasn’t all. He was genuinely fascinated with how the human body worked, and that was only compounded when he came to studying the physiology of nonhumans. Much like was able to in his school days, Mason passed medical school near the top of his class, learning the latest medical technologies that could have made most support staff unnecessary. At least if they weren’t so expensive to make.

As soon as he graduated medical school, he joined the space program, and started as a medic for their space fleets. Despite his questionable joy when it came to odd injuries, he was good at his job, and most patients left his office feeling well within a short period.

He likes his job, but not in the ways you’d expect. While he can patch someone up when they get injured, he takes a lot of pleasure in seeing what was injured and how. A broken bone from a skiing accident would bore him, but a shattered leg from a life and death wrestling match with an anaconda would be much more interesting. Likewise, the more bizarre the injury, the more he’ll take an interest in the patient. Most of the time he’ll get the job done and done right. However, if you show up with a bizarre injury and a story to tell, you’d get exceptional treatment.

He is excitable, and eager. Like to get his hands dirty. Some times literally as his office can be cluttered most of the time. At least he knows where everything is in it. While he treats physical damage most of the time, he has knowledge in virus and bacterial infections to treat the more common ones, and enough insight to help figure out anything else.
Also, he absolutely loves dealing with otherworldly beings. While there are too many species, and his focus was medical school for humans, he has taken several one off courses that go over alien anatomy and is always studying on his own in his down time.

Skills, Strengths and Weaknesses, and Tools:

Tools include a scalpel, stethoscope, and several syringes filled with different numbing agents.
Whatever tools that would be supplied in the med bay. He can operate all of the medical equipment he’d have access to including imaging technology, and robotic assistance.
Despite not being athletic, he can run for a surprising long time.
He is enamored by alien physiology and will want to study any new species he’s never seen before.
He is a decent shot with a rifle, not military worthy, but enough to defend himself.
Lots of stamina, zero physical strength and will lose in anything requiring intense muscle work.

Miscellaneous Info:

Likes crazy injury. If not injured spectacularly, then you might as well not be injured at all.
If you’re not human at all, then you’d always get the best treatment he’d have to offer.
He hates spicy, sweet, bitter, and salty foods. Most of anything he cooks taste bland, but he loves it that way. The exception is he eats sour like candy.
His favorite color is blue.
He doesn’t care for what music he’s listening to. He could have a playlist with pop, metal, classical, and profanity heavy rap without a care in the world.

Not quite sure how far medical technology has come, but here is my character.

Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

This looks like fun. Let me come up with something, and I'll get back to you.

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