"Whatever it is, I can fix it. Except your personal problems. I'm not touching those."
Name: Skylar Wheeler
Nicknames/Titles: Snowy
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Ship Role: Engineer
Race: Human/Cyborg in the loosest sense of the word; years ago, he tried to make his own teleporter, and it almost worked. The machine was scrambled and mixed with its owner. Emergency surgery removed most of the large parts, but Skylar keeps finding pieces of wire coming out from under his skin and gums, and pieces of metal are still embedded in muscle and connective tissue. So, cyborg.
Personality: Skylar can come across as cold and distant at times, especially on the ship. Ask him how something works, and he opens up instantly. In reality, Skylar doesn't mind people, as long as they don't interrupt his work and is more than happy to explain how something works (except his equipment - trade secret!). The problem is just that everything's so
loud that he doesn't want to start talking too and make it louder, not without reason. When he's not working, he's often drafting blueprints for some new device while wearing noise-canceling headphones. He has a distinct bent towards weaponry, though he doesn't usually care to talk weapons. It's just another oddity about him.
Biography: Skylar was born the younger of two brothers on a fairly technologically-driven planet. He was obsessed with the tech from a young age, already building simple clockwork devices by 10. Things changed when he was 12 and he attempted to make a teleporter. It proved functional enough to teleport Skylar and the machine itself into the same space. He ended up hospitalized for two days to let the various tissues grow back from whence they'd been displaced, after the surgery was completed to remove most of the device's casing, the coolant tubes, the control panel, and the screen. While in the hospital, he had a dream of a mysterious visitor who asked him what he wanted most. To be an expert at making things, of course. Then let it be, the stranger responded.
Well, Skylar assumes it was a dream anyways. All he knows is that when he got home, he could hear
every machine part in the house talking to him. He nearly had a breakdown at the sheer volume of their combined voices. It took weeks but once he was able to somewhat tune out the noise, he managed to build a snake-shaped automaton that acted an awful lot like a real snake.
His parents, who had been lukewarm on his hobbies, suddenly began supporting his machine-building, selling his work and keeping the cash. His older brother was outraged - how dare they exploit their younger son like this? Especially when it was clear their younger son needed help, not to be encouraged. This made its way back to Skylar, and he and his brother eventually had a falling out. That said, he acknowledged his parents
were exploiting him and so, as soon as he was able, he ran away from home.
Skylar's been supporting himself with repair jobs nd selling small machines that are quite efective at their job if you don't mind a few quirks. When Captain Kuro came looking for crew, Skylar was more than happy to leave his homeworld behind.
Powers/Skills: It's unverified, but Skylar insists machine parts can talk to him. He can supposedly use this ability to create functional, animal-acting robots and to fix larger machines with some ease. It's easy to chalk this up to being metaphorical or mental illness, but he genuinely believes it's literal and real. In addition, Skylar makes for an excellent hacker.
Equipment: A pair of goggles that let him examine things on a macroscopic to microscopic level and monitors his vitals; a pet robot snake called Beam who can be converted to an plasma arm cannon; and a pet robot bird called Rook that expels small explosives. Beyond these oddities, he keeps a repair kit and a portable hacker unit to help him with his work.
Other: His older brother has joined effectively the space cops and has a deep interest in bringing Skylar back home. In addition, Skylar wears his goggles most of the time due to his albinism "gifting" him sensitive eyes.