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Hi I'm a proactive, can-do modern man. I'm also interested in running stuff through Roll20 (though I've never GMed before), or joining the games of others ran through that site or similar programs/services. PM for further deets.

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Prototypical character sheet posted.
Name: Leidolf Lutzen. Race: Larestan. Larestans are artificial abhumans with a resemblance to Terran canines, such as wolves and dogs. Augmentics: In addition to the standard array of officer cybernetics, Captain Lutzen has an implant visually reminiscent of an eyepatch which occupies the space of his right eye. This actually allows him to see and alternate through the cameras outfitted to his vessel, giving him excellent situational awareness. It is outfitted with an emergency system somewhat akin to a surge protector that dims or cuts the feed if it receives input that could be harmful, such as staring directly into a star or other such intensely bright visuals. Rank: Captain. Alias: TBA Physical Description: A somewhat tall lupine-like individual with a black pelt and yellow eyes. He wears a Royal Navy officer coat as well as a peaked cap bearing the insignia of the service. Though it is against regulations under normal circumstances, he has achieved a concession allowing him to wear some of his medals from his old service, the Kaiserliche Weltraum Marine, alongside those issued by the Royal Navy. Personality: Captain Lutzen prefers inelegant, straightforward solutions to problems. He is particularly fond of head on attacks, and is prone to impatience when it comes to carrying out more sophisticated maneuvers. “No captain can do wrong if he puts his ship alongside the nearest enemy” is a quotation close to his heart. As a result, his poor vessel is very frequently subjected to repairs. He is abundantly energetic, impulsive and somewhat eccentric. It is this slight mental instability that fuels what the more generous term his “bravery.” He also at times has a rather tenuous grasp of the Kingdom's lingua franca, and is prone to mistakes. Lutzen is also somewhat vain. His hotheadedness sometimes is exhibited off the battlefield as well. His ocular cybernetic is in fact a consequence of one of his many duels he participated in during naval academy. "At least I came second," he reassures himself.
IC Sample: TBA Ship Name: Lohengrin Ship Type: Kaiser Larrstein I-class Linienschiff. Semi-Sentience Profile: It is actually a replication based the superficials of Captain Lutzen's own personality, as befitting his zest for vanity. It ultimately comes off as a cartoonish adaptation of the man, however. Being a semi-sentience, it is by no means a thorough or even accurate copy, lacking his intellect, knowledge, and so forth, but Captain Lutzen makes for one hell of a Yes Man when it comes to Captain Lutzen's needs. ("Talking to yourself is often the only way to get the answers you're looking for, after all!") Escort Ships:
Ship Details/History: The Lohengrin is the second of the five Kaiser Larrstein I-class battlecruisers Imperial Hundestaat constructed before its defeat and incorporation into the Kingdom. Though they were referred to as Linienschiff ("battleships") in the Hundestaat Kaiserliche Weltraum Marine, this was more for propaganda. Kaiser Larrstein I-class ships are actually a Hundestaat adaptation of the Arcturian Fisher-class battlecruiser, a ship that straddles the line between HRS3 and HRS4 (though is often considered HRS3 for convenience.) The Fisher-class were intended to be close-quarters brawlers and have most of their armament situated in broadside mounts. A balance of suitable protection and speed was aimed for in order to help it close in on the enemy and outlast them. Similar to the Dratha-class, which is in some respects its big brother, the Fisher-class has next to no hangar capacity. The Kaiser Larrstein I-class variation actually does away with hangars entirely, aside from a small launch for reconnaissance craft, as well as other utility vehicles. The Larestans never particularly warmed up to the idea of carriers and strikecraft. While they had both, they generally preferred outfitting ships with heavier cannonries. Beneath its three decks of broadside batteries are port and starboard facing torpedo tubes, as opposed to the more commonly encountered forward facing ones. Additionally, it has several center-line mounted turrets for medium range combat, but these are primarily for pursuits and to soften shielding as the Lohengrin closes in to bring its heavier broadside guns to bear. - Complement: 5,000 crew. While Hundestaatian AI is not as advanced as some other examples encountered in the galaxy, it does allow for a higher degree of automation than their Royal Navy's counterparts. - primary weapons/fleet function: The Lohengrin is outfitted with an incredible amount of cannons arrayed along its sides. In fact, the original Fisher-class had only two gun decks. The Kaiser Larrestein I-class added a whole new deck on top of the original two. The lower two decks carry the heaviest armaments, and the top deck houses an array of smaller, more rapidly firing guns. All guns can traverse, elevate and depress, albeit to a limited degree. The Lohengrin was intended for fighting on the most immediate front-line. It is outfitted with strafing thrusters to help it adjust distance when lining up to unleash its characteristic devastating broadsides. The bridge is built on top of a unique turret-like mounting, allowing it to traverse about 180 degrees. - Muhreens: No assault shuttles to speak of, and no marines, but the ship does have a contingent of Navy Troopers to thwart boarding attempts and for general security purposes. - "Strike"craft: A small detachment of 5 Palantir Unmanned Reconnaissance Drones, as well as a host of utilitarian vehicles, most of which intended to perform minor battlefield repairs.
Tex opened and closed his mouth, at a loss for words as he got a firm talking to from the guard. He shrunk closer and closer to the ground with each shouted word. His bold-faced lies seemingly hadn't pulled him through this time, and now he was lost. His ears pricked up with keen interest as they continued, however. He not so subtly slipped over to their side of the road to stand by the commander, abandoning his acquaintances. "Oh? You've heard I'm an impressive wizard, huh? Sure am. Help deal with a Wryn? Sure can!" He enthusiastically responded, preening all the while. "Why, I could deal with five Wryns. I think. Maybe if they were heavily inebriated." Zazroia and Zeetah had entirely left the perfidious cat's attention as he focused on impressing the guards. "I've got a Wryn skull mounted on my mantlepiece back home, come to think of it. Though it had many skulls. Maybe it was a Hydra. Oh, Hydras are plenty scary as well though, aren't they?" As Zazoria expressed his interest in helping the guards on their mission also, Tex briefly scowled, then gave a bright grin, as if his irritated expression was never there in the first place. "Oh, hello again friend! I'd be -glad- to have you aboard!" He said, his enthusiasm not at all faded. He grabbed one of the Reptil's paws with both of his own and shook it briskly. "He's a pretty good wizard himself, y'know?" He called back over his shoulder to the guards. "I'm sure he could also help slay this beast."
I haven't forgotten either. I'm mostly just waiting until more characters are posted so I can get a feel for what everyone's going with. I'm still indecisive on my own character hahah.
Tex waved a hand dismissively towards Zazoria. "It's all good. I can understand self-preservation." He said. He suddenly paused and span on a heel to face him. "Say, Zazzleman, you haven't happened upon a staff, have you? Long, stick-like, fashioned of dark oak, cool diamond-shaped head with pearl paneling?" He scratched his chin as he thought of more ways to describe it. "Did I say it was stick-like?" His ears suddenly pricked up as he heard the thudding of boots approaching them from down the path. He raised a finger. "Hold that thought." When he turned back around, his eyes somewhat widened at the mass of guards that had some how closed in upon them without Tex's notice. "Oh." He said meekly. He cleared his throat and ventured a slight wave. "Hello there, mister, uh... guard. Are you sure you've got the -right- Reptil? Or are you just harassing any Reptil you see?" He folded his arms and huffed. "That'd not only be a nuisance, but also a tad racist, it would. Areopolis is a vast, multicultural city, and thrives on its diversity, I feel! Intolerance would be like spitting in the punch."
Hokey remained stationary, either welcoming or not particularly minding Shane's inspection. "Well, hey. I may not have muscles, but I was just trying to give some encouragement, is all." He issued the strange warbling sound that seemed to constitute a laugh for Hokey. "Uh, as for armoring... I am, in many ways, a testbed for oodles of new tricks Uncle Sam has up his sleeve. The armor is just one of them. Oh, it's a new composite, one that I'm fairly sure they haven't used on anything else yet. Which is to say it's..." He shifted back into a seated posture and scraped his top row of teeth along his chin, in a mock pensive gesture. He remained quiet for a moment, building the suspense. "Classified." Hokey gave a grin and returned to his feet. "Hell, I'm not a mechanical wolf of science to begin with, so even if I had the clearance to talk about such things, I doubt I could explain it well to satisfy a whiz kid like you." He chuckled again. "But hey, given how much you're able to decipher from just looking at me, I figure secrets won't remain secrets for long, yeah? No wonder why Patterson was pissed at you..." He trailed off and paused, then returned his attention to Shane. "Oh, Patterson's one of my technicians. One of the lead ones, actually. Keeps me running at peak efficiency and all. He's apparently rather jealous of your skills, kid."
You could always stir up a hive of suspiciously horse-like hornets. (I have absolutely no idea what compelled me to make the siastraplinicorns, but I am certainly not going to change my mind now.)
Alright, thank you for the response. I'll see what I can put together for you, then we can adapt and change it where it's needed, as said.
Hey there. This looks like something I can get behind. However, I have my heart set on playing an alien captain, and it says there they generally cannot be officers. However, I can always be a privateer serving His Unapproachable Grace, yeah? If so, what scale and type of ship would you envision a privateer crew most commonly possessing in this setting? To provide further context for the character in mind, given the political chaos, I was thinking that they could be of a military vessel that defected from their race's/nation's navy. Said nation/race was getting whittled away in a downward spiral of perpetual, internecine war with its neighbor, so the captain and his crew broke away and decided to do what they want 'cuz a pirate is free work independently.
Hokey stared towards Felice silently for a moment. Though there were no signs of the process externally, internally his systems were processing and decoding his Italian. "Me ne frego." Hokey finally replied, likely with horrendous pronunciation.
Hokey wandered over by Shane and gave one of his unnatural grins. "Weak arms? Well, that's why you're in the gym, isn't it? Those muscles aren't gonna build themselves, now are they?" He said, his tone good natured.
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