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Mass Effect: The Ephyra Incursion

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THE SILVERSUN SEARCH: Quietly Looking.

Hey folks! Giving this a little bump. Look at the very top of the page! There's an important note and my current cravings. Only taking on one or two partners right now- And to those who started an RP with me in the past from this thread, I apologize profusely for vanishing- There was a loss in the family, and I've been down and very busy.

Mass Effect: The Ephyra Incursion

*Patpat* It happens. XD

Mass Effect: The Ephyra Incursion

Lovely. XD Don't suppose anybody's around to accept or deny my character sheet? :3

Mass Effect: The Ephyra Incursion

*pokes head in* anybody alive? XD

Mass Effect: The Ephyra Incursion

*Orbital drops in with explosions and such*

DID SOMEBODY SAY MASS EFFECT!?

Tasi Vas Nedas

Name:
Tasi Vas Nedas
(Previously Teil'Korah Nar Morah)

Race:
Quarian

Class:
Infiltrator

Age:
46

Sex:
Male

Appearance:
Standing at but an inch over five feet with a build considered slim even by his kin, Tasi is hardly an imposing figure to see- And is, in fact, incredibly easy to miss entirely when in any sort of crowd. His enviro-suit lacks entirely in any color or personalization on the exterior, appearing as if it was taken straight off of the production line without a lick of color added. The fibers and metal, while well taken care of, have clearly seen quite a bit of wear and tear. Over it all, he wears a ragged looking cloak of tech-fibers, the clasp that holds it closed around his neck also connected by several wires to his suit, suggesting functions that require an external battery.

Should one get a glimpse through the polarized visor of his suit, they would find a face that was likely fairly handsome, by Quarian standards- But is now weathered by age and hardship. One side appears to have been badly cut at some point, as if his visor was shattered and damaged his face in the process. One eye, on the same side, seems to have been blinded by the incident.

(Image: Seen without his cloak.)

Tasi

Psyche Profile:
Tasi is a very withdrawn and quiet man- He does not speak often, and what he does say is usually profoundly sarcastic, or incredibly vague. This leads many to believe he's just an asshole- And frankly, he is. However, he has his reasons for this lack of proper communication. Due to his past, Tasi finds the very idea of interacting with people on a personal level to be terrifying, and so he does his best to push them away. Despite this, he maintains a professional working attitude, and holds a firmly positive reputation as a hired gun, to those who may know the trade.

Skills:
Long-Range Combat Specialist
Reconnaissance Training
Counter-Sniping Training
Basic Medical Training
Fire-Arms Engineering Experience

Equipment:
M-97 Viper (Heavily Modified, Sniper Rifle)
M-9 Tempest (Stock Model, Submachine Gun)
Enviro-Suit (Light Model, integrated V.I)
Omni-Tool
Tasi's Medicine Kit

Powers:
Tactical Cloak (Modified)
Sabotage
Ammo Powers

Backstory/Sample Post (Two birds, one stone.):

History/Sample Post

Teil panted for breath, crouched low with his back pressed to the counter behind him. Clutching a stolen Holo-disk close to his chest, he let his head rest back for a moment, eyes squeezed shut. How had this gone so haywire, so quickly? All he had wanted was something to bring home for his Pilgrimage, some knowledge to help the fleet... It was all the fault of that bosh'tet of a mercenary. The doctor has medicine that could help restore Quarian immune systems, he said! Of course he'd failed to mention that this 'doctor' was a complete psychopath.

He was ripped from his thoughts as he heard a crash behind him, body going rigid. That sounded close... He could practically hear the doctor's breathing, desperately holding his own so as to not make a sound. Then came the voice- Tail had never thought a Salarian could sound so thoroughly terrifying.
"My research... Mine, mine, mine! You can't have it... No, nobody can! Not ready, not ready.... Maybe? No, not ready... Unless.... Bah! GIVE IT BACK!"

Teil could hear the doctor searching, looking under equipment, shifting things around in his search for Teil. Slowly, he dared to peek out around the corner of his cover, praying the doctor's back might be turned so that he could get away. He had no such luck, finding himself face to face with the Salarian's wild, strange eyes the moment his head moved out from behind that cover. The doctor's lips pulled back into a sick grin, even as Teil scrambled backwards with a choked scream, unable to find his footing in his fear.

"There it is, the sneaky thief! Sneaky? Sneaky! You can't HAVE IT!" Spit flew past his lips with the scream, as he approached rapidly- raising a syringe over his head, preparing to stab down at Teil with it. "But I can give it to you! Yes, yes, it has to be tested, it does! Can't be ready... Have to be sure."

With his arms upraised to defend himself, the last things Teil remembered were the sharp pain in his arm as the needle pierced his flesh- And the sound of two loud gunshots.

Hours later, he awoke strapped to a seat in a small ship, the haze slowly clearing from his eyes to leave him peering out of a small view-port at the stars rushing past, distorted by the FTL speeds of the ship. He groaned weakly, head throbbing and arm burning something awful. The needle! Immediately, he struggled against his restraints, panicked grunts leaving his lips as he tried to pull himself free to inspect his arm. Who knew what sort of awful infection he may have been given... Then, he froze, feeling a hand on his shoulder and hearing a familiar voice. The mercenary... The one that had sent him to the doctor in the first place!

"Woah, woah, calm down kid! You were seizing, so I tied you down- You're on my ship. I'm taking you to the flotilla, understand?"

The words, despite his fear, his confusion, were comforting. He remembered, vaguely, muttering a thank you before drifting back into the welcoming darkness of unconsciousness.

When next he woke, Teil found himself laying down, staring up into the bright lights of a medical bay. For a few moments, all seemed normal, and he relaxed. He knew those lights, knew this place- The Morah. He was home, he was safe. And then, he looked to his left, eyes widening beneath his visor. Standing beside him was not the doctor he had known as a boy- It was a monster, twisted, grotesque, and awful. He screamed, lashing out on instinct. The monster stumbled back, garbled sounds, some sort of twisted language he did not know, coming from it. Scrambling on the table beside his bed, he grabbed the sharpest tool he could find, lunging forward and burying it deep into this twisted visage's head, over and over. It fell to the ground, taking Teil with it, and he kept stabbing, screaming curses in his terror.

It was only minutes later, when a pair of marines were dragging him kicking and struggling out of the medical bay, that he saw what he had not seen before- The mangled corpse, not of a monster, but of another Quarian, his visor shattered, his suit punctured by dozens of stab wounds, leaving him a bloody, broken mess- The scalpel with which he'd slain his nightmare still stuck firmly in his throat. Choking out a sob, Teil went limp, letting himself be dragged away.

The following months were spent in terror and solitude for the young Quarian. It was clear he had not been in his right mind- He remembered, vaguely, the Captain ordering that he be restrained and given a full examination. Between the awful hallucinations, and the nightmares that plagued him constantly, he remembered the words of his doctors. A parasite, wrapped tightly around his spinal cord. Impossible to remove... Its species, its origin, unknown. But Teil knew- The Salarian's syringe. That must have been it.

After weeks of toil, a solution was found for him- A sedative, to be injected twice a day. It kept the parasite dormant, at the very least. But, the loss of the parasite's influence did not save him. He saw, constantly, the face of the doctor he'd so brutally slaughtered. His friend, his kin- Dead by his hand.

Some days later, Teil grabbed his doctor by the arm as the man moved to leave him be after his latest shot, staring at him hard.
"Please... Take me to the Captain."

Hours later, he was watching the Morah slowly fade into the distance from his small, borrowed shuttle to the nearest planet. A self imposed exile, to atone for his sin. He could not stay there, knowing what he had done. He was nobody, now. Tasi.... Tasi vas Nedas.

Notes:
Tasi's name translates to "Nobody, crew of Nowhere", taken by choice as part of his self imposed exile.

Tasi has had a long time to tinker with his equipment. His rifle has seen the brunt of this- Modified for maximum range and round speed, it is capable of firing once before requiring a cool down- Favoring venting over thermal clips due to this. Its range and the speed of its rounds far out class most rifles, at the cost of a neat five second cooling time between shots.

Likewise, he has altered his Tactical Cloak to interface with his -actual- cloak. Running off of an external battery, he can maintain a cloaked state for up to an hour; However, -any- movement breaks the cloak, and without the physical garment, he is unable to utilize the ability.

Tasi is straight, but his illness and fear of interpersonal interaction lead to a nonexistent love life. He doesn't really expect this to change.

For an idea of his voice, click here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tXQaNeP0tR0 He does, of course, lack the accent- And his voice is normally filtered by his suit.

THE SILVERSUN SEARCH: Quietly Looking.

*Waves* Heya Ambrose. Fear I'm all full up for now. ^^ *Points at his last post*

BUT! If ever I open up again, I'll be sure to let you know!

THE SILVERSUN SEARCH: Quietly Looking.

Also FOR THE LOVE OF GODS.

I got totally swamped with replies like three hours after posting this. e.e You all are TOO NICE DAMNIT.

But for now, I do fear I must close off acceptance- I already shot over my partner limit, and fear if I take on anybody else I'm never going to have time to reply. ^^; Apologies to all other potentials! I'll let you all know the next time I need partners again. <3

THE SILVERSUN SEARCH: Quietly Looking.

1: I hold a great appreciation for your avatar and title combo. Kudos to you, sir! *Staples a gold star to Paci's face*

2: YOU'RE GODS DAMNED RIGHT I HAVE SPECIFIC IDEAS. But, it's always best to work out the details with the partner to be, so PM me!
@Pacifista

THE SILVERSUN SEARCH: Quietly Looking.

Hey guys! Been gone. Back now. I started going to college! It's some shit. But... I've got free time for RP again! Until next semester, my free time is basically evenings all week, and all day Friday, Saturday, and Sunday!
Also, a heads up to all new applicants! I have- And I'll keep this number updated- THREE open slots. I've decided to start asking for a writing sample, as well, because I've been getting a lot of one-liner types who ignore the high-casual-advanced tags.

Current Cravings:
Fantasy Pairing-
The Alucard to your Integra. OC pairings, of course, but I wanna be the crazy fuckin' vampire to your badass lady hunter! Enemies, allies- Something of the sort, let's do it!

Slice of Life-
Furry hell. I'm in a mood, yo. Just good ol' slice of life with anthro characters. Whoooooole lot of ways to do this, yaknow?

Anime-
Really feelin' something Bleach, if I'm being perfectly honest. Maybe with anthro characters? Like I said, I'm kind of in a mood.

Silversun

A little about me! The name's William- Will, Liam, Bill, or Silversun will all do just as well! I'm a hyperactive borderline schizophrenic. The two are not related, but the latter basically means I hear voices. I know the difference between reality and what's in my head, but I still suffer from auditory hallucinations and more or less have a METRIC FUCKTON of people living in my head. If you're curious, ask- I like to talk, and so do they.

My new class schedule, putting that aside! I go from noon to four Monday through Thursday! Everything else is pretty much open. That's EST, btw.

I'm twenty, for those who wonder, and I tend to be pretty friendly- So expect OOC chatter pretty often! I appreciate it from partners, as well. Get to know me, let me get to know you, and we'll probably have an easier time building RPs we both enjoy!

I am a HIGH-CASUAL TO ADVANCED roleplayer. I'm comfortable writing anything from one paragraph to a fuckin' novel of a post. Despite how I 'talk' OOCly, I'm -quite- literate and prefer the same from my partners. This isn't to say I expect a wall every post, that's what the casual is there for. If it's two characters talking, we don't -need- more than a paragraph to get the point across. Get my drift?
If you do, we'll get along fine. <3

Genres

OKAY! So I've done this a few ways in the past- I've done pairings, plots, and what have you else, but this time I'm straight up just gonna list the genres I want, and those who are interested can come build some ideas with me! These aren't necessarily the base-genre sets, mind you...

- PIRATES. That's right, this is a genre. I FUCKING LOVE 'EM. Bring it on.

- SPACE PIRATES. Same shit, but in space.

- FANTASY. High fantasy, mid-fantasy, anything medieval with fantastical aspects!

- STEAM PUNK. You know the drill- and if you don't, you probably aren't interested in it anyway!

- ANIME. This includes some fandoms below, as well as general slice of life stuff in an anime-style universe!

- FURRY. YEAH YOU HEARD ME. Slice of life RP, furry characters. I aint gonna go to furcon but I won't pretend I don't RP it!

- MODERN FANTASY. Ever read the Dresden Files? Think along those lines.

- STRAIGHT MEDIEVAL. No fantasy here, just straight up maces and pain.

- I'M RUNNING OUT OF CLEVER WORDS. Seriously I am- Let's just trade ideas, yeah?

Fandoms

FANDOM TIME. Yeah I've got 'em. For these, it's strictly OCxOC in alt-universes, but we'll use the world and lore, ya know?

- FAIRY TAIL. <---- THIS. This is my favorite. All time favorite. Favo-max. You do this, I love you.

- NARUTO. <---- Pretty much the same as above if I'm being honest.

- BLEACH. Yeah, I've got the big three right in a row, bite me. I don't love Bleach -as- much, but it's still pretty great!

- HIGHSCHOOL DXD. IF YOU DO THIS. I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER. It's a bit tricky to do with two people, requires multi-characters, but it's a -great- show, despite all the boobs... Or maybe because of them. *Sunglasses*

- SUPERNATURAL. Kind of breaks from my usual theme so far, but I love love -love- this show, and would die for an RP in it's universe.

- ERAGON. Favorite books next to GoT and the great works of Tolkein and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. *Salutes those great works*

- RANGERS APPRENTICE. I know I've said this a lot already, but I will love you for this one. SO fucking much.

- HARRY POTTER. I'm... Honestly a little burnt out on this one- But I always list it and always will because you never know when a good one will come around in this universe.

Adult stuff

I'm not going into specifics in here! But, put bluntly, you can expect adult themes with me. Violence, emotional turmoil, sex, generally dark themes, all that good, grown up shit. If you aren't comfortable with it, I'll be honest- We probably won't match up too well. Save for a few settings above, most of these -need- the darker side of things to feel realistic... Or at least, as realistic as they can be.

For those of you who saw this tab and immediately just thought of sex... Well, won't lie, I wouldn't mind one or two RPs that are kinda just smutty. Monstergirls can be fun. I already admitted I'm kind of a not-so-closet furry. Highschool DxD kind of screams this in itself. So bring it on, yeah. Just don't be weird about it.