Name: Korri Shadow
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Derricani
Faction: Self-employed
Role: Co-Captain
::Appearance::
Height: 4 ft 5 in
Weight: 63 lbs
Physical Characteristics:
(This is my drawing of my character. I drew her too large to show the legs, however.)
(This is a friend’s drawing of my character, which acurately represents the way the character’s legs and tail look. The fur on the tail is the same shade as the hair on the head.) Short pink hair, green eyes, blue skin. Wide shoulders, skinny hips, double jointed arms and legs. Retractable claws, 5 ft. 2 in. long tail.
Clothing: Graphene jacket, pants and gloves. Computer interface is built into gloves, so the character can check her e-mail, or write a word document, anytime she wants, without having to carry a cellphone around. Energy Generating Shoe, which produces energy with which to power or recharge mobile electronic devices, when the wearer walks, is used to power the computer interface in the jacket. Shoes are also composed of graphene. Clothing and shoes have a cloth insulating layer, between the graphene layer, and the wearer's skin, to remediate the electrical conductivity of the graphene outer layer.
::Personality::
Personality: A resourceful, unemployed electronics engineer, looking for any monetary gain she can get her hands on. Has a disregard for personal safety, as well as a thirst for adventure, which combined, make her a rather careless, happy-go-lucky sort of person, who is always looking for ways to get around the rules. Has no compunction against lying, theft, and cheating. Introverted and doesn’t like talking to others, or meeting new people. Prefers to keep most of her interactions with a few select people, and her communication in written form, rather than verbal form. Doesn’t like any form of government or set establishment, for the simple reason that they are the people that make the rules, and she hates the rules. Also hates being a part of groups or establishments, because she hates being told what to do, and being around large groups of other people. Seems slightly unstable, emotionally, most of the time, but only occasionally has a mental breakdown for no apparent reason. Usually seems like her blow-up’s are about silly, unimportant things, but they are usually a result of a deeply troubled past, which she has never shared with anyone. Possibly this fact is instrumental in why she hates authority figures and rules. Is generally pretty reserved and slightly suspicious around other people, and may lose her shit over seemingly simple matters. Is prone to being somewhat rude and hostile when confronted with a complicated matter of relations that she screwed up on. Is therefore constantly pissing off the few friends she has. Is also prone to willingly put other’s lives, as well as her own, at risk. Is also prone to getting drunk, and smoking large quantities of cigarettes quite frequently, which is another reason she has few friends, pisses them off quite frequently, and puts herself and others at a pretty big risk of immediate serious injury or death. Is also a ssnoop, and likes going through other peoples stuff.
Quote: “Leave me alone, or you’re going to lose some body parts.”
Backstory: I hand this out on a need-to-know basis. You’re not on the list.
::Abilities::
Biological Adaptations: Has advanced blastemic regeneration, and can regenerate up to 30% of her body mass, but must be in a comatose state to do so. Can jump about 12 feet in height, and 20 feet in distance from a standing position. Can run about 36 mph, maximum speed. Has a low metabolism, which means she doesn’t have to eat very much, which is a good thing, since her home planet has a desert climate, and also a low metabolism is necessary for regeneration to work.
Weaknesses: All the normal things.
Weapons: Superconductive railgun rifle, which has a range of about one mile, projectile launch speed is about 10,000 mph, and can completely obliterate a person, and blow a hole in a space-ship hull. Handheld EMP generator, which shuts down all electronics within a 2 mile range of it. Regular rifle, which does what you’d expect.
Armor: Graphene clothing is used as armor. Is bullet-proof and fire resistant. Also has graphene helmet, which has the same protection abilities as the clothing.
Armor Weakness: Electrocution, stabbing.
Other: Leave me alone, and you’ll be left alone. Bother me, and you get hurt. Hurt me, and you die.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Derricani
Faction: Self-employed
Role: Co-Captain
::Appearance::
Height: 4 ft 5 in
Weight: 63 lbs
Physical Characteristics:
(This is my drawing of my character. I drew her too large to show the legs, however.) (This is a friend’s drawing of my character, which acurately represents the way the character’s legs and tail look. The fur on the tail is the same shade as the hair on the head.) Short pink hair, green eyes, blue skin. Wide shoulders, skinny hips, double jointed arms and legs. Retractable claws, 5 ft. 2 in. long tail.Clothing: Graphene jacket, pants and gloves. Computer interface is built into gloves, so the character can check her e-mail, or write a word document, anytime she wants, without having to carry a cellphone around. Energy Generating Shoe, which produces energy with which to power or recharge mobile electronic devices, when the wearer walks, is used to power the computer interface in the jacket. Shoes are also composed of graphene. Clothing and shoes have a cloth insulating layer, between the graphene layer, and the wearer's skin, to remediate the electrical conductivity of the graphene outer layer.
::Personality::
Personality: A resourceful, unemployed electronics engineer, looking for any monetary gain she can get her hands on. Has a disregard for personal safety, as well as a thirst for adventure, which combined, make her a rather careless, happy-go-lucky sort of person, who is always looking for ways to get around the rules. Has no compunction against lying, theft, and cheating. Introverted and doesn’t like talking to others, or meeting new people. Prefers to keep most of her interactions with a few select people, and her communication in written form, rather than verbal form. Doesn’t like any form of government or set establishment, for the simple reason that they are the people that make the rules, and she hates the rules. Also hates being a part of groups or establishments, because she hates being told what to do, and being around large groups of other people. Seems slightly unstable, emotionally, most of the time, but only occasionally has a mental breakdown for no apparent reason. Usually seems like her blow-up’s are about silly, unimportant things, but they are usually a result of a deeply troubled past, which she has never shared with anyone. Possibly this fact is instrumental in why she hates authority figures and rules. Is generally pretty reserved and slightly suspicious around other people, and may lose her shit over seemingly simple matters. Is prone to being somewhat rude and hostile when confronted with a complicated matter of relations that she screwed up on. Is therefore constantly pissing off the few friends she has. Is also prone to willingly put other’s lives, as well as her own, at risk. Is also prone to getting drunk, and smoking large quantities of cigarettes quite frequently, which is another reason she has few friends, pisses them off quite frequently, and puts herself and others at a pretty big risk of immediate serious injury or death. Is also a ssnoop, and likes going through other peoples stuff.
Quote: “Leave me alone, or you’re going to lose some body parts.”
Backstory: I hand this out on a need-to-know basis. You’re not on the list.
::Abilities::
Biological Adaptations: Has advanced blastemic regeneration, and can regenerate up to 30% of her body mass, but must be in a comatose state to do so. Can jump about 12 feet in height, and 20 feet in distance from a standing position. Can run about 36 mph, maximum speed. Has a low metabolism, which means she doesn’t have to eat very much, which is a good thing, since her home planet has a desert climate, and also a low metabolism is necessary for regeneration to work.
Weaknesses: All the normal things.
Weapons: Superconductive railgun rifle, which has a range of about one mile, projectile launch speed is about 10,000 mph, and can completely obliterate a person, and blow a hole in a space-ship hull. Handheld EMP generator, which shuts down all electronics within a 2 mile range of it. Regular rifle, which does what you’d expect.
Armor: Graphene clothing is used as armor. Is bullet-proof and fire resistant. Also has graphene helmet, which has the same protection abilities as the clothing.
Armor Weakness: Electrocution, stabbing.
Other: Leave me alone, and you’ll be left alone. Bother me, and you get hurt. Hurt me, and you die.
Here's my character sheet.
Name: Trin Lance Shivmiista
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Fluulla
Faction: Space Pirates
Role: Co-Captain
::Appearance::
Height: 5 feet, 1 inch
Weight: 92 lbs
Physical Characteristics: Short, blue, slightly furry, with suspicious orange eyes, blue and turquoise head and tail hair.
Clothing: Generally wears cargo pants/shorts, and boots.
::Personality::
Personality: Steals space-ship parts for a living. Is a high school drop-out, and doesn't like highly educated people, because he believes they are stuck up. Introverted, but likes people, as long as they aren't stuck up, or whiny. Has an unquenchable thirst for adventure, which is why he steals space ship parts, because ' you never know the kind of people you'll meet'. Doesn't hold grudges. Thinks of himself as friends with the people he steals from, and even refers to them as 'travel buddies'. Only steals parts from battle ships or cruise ships, because they're big, and can be easily found and assisted, when they go missing. Thinks men are better than women. Is religious. Speaks with a varying speech pattern, based on the audience present. Believes capital punishment is wrong because 'everyone deserves a second chance'. Believes that all governments steal money from their citizens to line their own pockets. Believes there would be no wars, and every one would generally get along with each other, 'if the government ceased to exist, because, the whole purpose of the government is to make rich people richer'. Doesn't pay taxes, but gives that money to homeless people, instead.
Quote: “ All those rich guys are selfish bastards who ought to go die in a hole. So, it’s my job to take all their money, and give it to those who will put it to better use.”
Backstory: : Dad was a mob boss, and mom was a junky. My mom married my dad, for the free 'candy'. When I was 2, Grandma convinced Mom to go into rehab. When Mom was no longer on the drugs, she decided she didn't like Dad, or his influence on me, so she was perpetually sending me off to stay at Grandma's house. Grandma was very religious, and didn't like the direction her daughter's life was going, so she wanted to make sure her daughter's son didn't go the same way. As a result, she was constantly taking me to church, revival meetings, and such, and eventually I decided I liked and believed the stuff I was hearing, and became devotedly religious, myself. When I was 14, Dad, who was getting older at this point, decided to teach me how to run his crime syndicate, with the result that I spent much less time with Grandma, and more time around crooks. Pretty soon, I believed my dad, when he said that the government is an evil institution designed to help the rich get richer, and education was for the rich and made you stuck up and stingy. As a result I dropped out of school at age 15. I also spent less and less time around Grandma, and moved away from the religion I'd been devoted to. At 16, in an effort to impress my dad, and his 'friends', I began stealing expensive parts from space-ships, indiscriminately. But, when I was 17 and 1/2, I went to see Grandma, for the last time, on her deathbed, and she wanted to know what I had been doing for the past 10 months, as I hadn't seen her at all, during that time. I told her, and she was quite disappointed. She then told me that she couldn't keep me from being a petty thief, if I wanted to, but she made me promise to always go to church, no matter what, and to never steal from anyone who doesn't deserve it. And I've kept that promise, for the past 10 years, and intend to keep it, until I die.
::Abilities::
Biological Adaptations: Can climb trees very well, and jump very high. Can easily do one-arm pull-ups. Can see infrared light, and all of the visible color spectrum, except dark blue, and purple.
Weaknesses: Does not do well in cold temperatures
Weapons: Robotron Combustion gun, which blows up people via converting the water contained within their bodies into it’s component parts: hydrogen and oxygen, which then, due to the heat of the initial reaction, explode, which however can only blow up body parts the size of arms and legs, per shot. A flamethrower, which operates as would be expected.
Armor: Carbon nano-tube bullet proof vest, bullet proof helmet, holocaust cloak.
Armor Weakness: Combustion, stabbing.
Other: (Anything not already in the sheet)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Fluulla
Faction: Space Pirates
Role: Co-Captain
::Appearance::
Height: 5 feet, 1 inch
Weight: 92 lbs
Physical Characteristics: Short, blue, slightly furry, with suspicious orange eyes, blue and turquoise head and tail hair.
Clothing: Generally wears cargo pants/shorts, and boots.
::Personality::
Personality: Steals space-ship parts for a living. Is a high school drop-out, and doesn't like highly educated people, because he believes they are stuck up. Introverted, but likes people, as long as they aren't stuck up, or whiny. Has an unquenchable thirst for adventure, which is why he steals space ship parts, because ' you never know the kind of people you'll meet'. Doesn't hold grudges. Thinks of himself as friends with the people he steals from, and even refers to them as 'travel buddies'. Only steals parts from battle ships or cruise ships, because they're big, and can be easily found and assisted, when they go missing. Thinks men are better than women. Is religious. Speaks with a varying speech pattern, based on the audience present. Believes capital punishment is wrong because 'everyone deserves a second chance'. Believes that all governments steal money from their citizens to line their own pockets. Believes there would be no wars, and every one would generally get along with each other, 'if the government ceased to exist, because, the whole purpose of the government is to make rich people richer'. Doesn't pay taxes, but gives that money to homeless people, instead.
Quote: “ All those rich guys are selfish bastards who ought to go die in a hole. So, it’s my job to take all their money, and give it to those who will put it to better use.”
Backstory: : Dad was a mob boss, and mom was a junky. My mom married my dad, for the free 'candy'. When I was 2, Grandma convinced Mom to go into rehab. When Mom was no longer on the drugs, she decided she didn't like Dad, or his influence on me, so she was perpetually sending me off to stay at Grandma's house. Grandma was very religious, and didn't like the direction her daughter's life was going, so she wanted to make sure her daughter's son didn't go the same way. As a result, she was constantly taking me to church, revival meetings, and such, and eventually I decided I liked and believed the stuff I was hearing, and became devotedly religious, myself. When I was 14, Dad, who was getting older at this point, decided to teach me how to run his crime syndicate, with the result that I spent much less time with Grandma, and more time around crooks. Pretty soon, I believed my dad, when he said that the government is an evil institution designed to help the rich get richer, and education was for the rich and made you stuck up and stingy. As a result I dropped out of school at age 15. I also spent less and less time around Grandma, and moved away from the religion I'd been devoted to. At 16, in an effort to impress my dad, and his 'friends', I began stealing expensive parts from space-ships, indiscriminately. But, when I was 17 and 1/2, I went to see Grandma, for the last time, on her deathbed, and she wanted to know what I had been doing for the past 10 months, as I hadn't seen her at all, during that time. I told her, and she was quite disappointed. She then told me that she couldn't keep me from being a petty thief, if I wanted to, but she made me promise to always go to church, no matter what, and to never steal from anyone who doesn't deserve it. And I've kept that promise, for the past 10 years, and intend to keep it, until I die.
::Abilities::
Biological Adaptations: Can climb trees very well, and jump very high. Can easily do one-arm pull-ups. Can see infrared light, and all of the visible color spectrum, except dark blue, and purple.
Weaknesses: Does not do well in cold temperatures
Weapons: Robotron Combustion gun, which blows up people via converting the water contained within their bodies into it’s component parts: hydrogen and oxygen, which then, due to the heat of the initial reaction, explode, which however can only blow up body parts the size of arms and legs, per shot. A flamethrower, which operates as would be expected.
Armor: Carbon nano-tube bullet proof vest, bullet proof helmet, holocaust cloak.
Armor Weakness: Combustion, stabbing.
Other: (Anything not already in the sheet)