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Post by Dark Beauty on Sept 6, 2007 13:15:50 GMT -8
These characters look interesting to say the very least. I'm excited.
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Post by Cobalt-60 on Sept 10, 2007 23:03:21 GMT -8
I added a bit to Shadrach's bio. He's also a bounty hunter, apparently.
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Post by Detrevni on Oct 2, 2007 0:55:36 GMT -8
Name: Anton Creideiki (An-tawn Cree-Deh-Kee)) Race: Human Age: 28 Gender: Male Appearance: 6' 4", close cropped brown hair, hazel eyes, clean shaven, weighs approx. 200lbs. His features are vaguely Greek. He wears a coverall with no rank insignia or unit number, usually with an ammo belt and body armor.
Inventory One .45 automatic sidearm, with varying HE (High Explosive) AP (Armor Piercing) or Incendiary rounds, the pistol has a 9 round clip. Anton carries several reloads on him at all times.
One 6" diamond edged steel combat knife (sharp enough to cut through most known substances provided enough force is given)
Bio: Anton Creideiki was born on a technologically advanced mirror version of Earth in 3402. He joined the United Nations Navy as teh rest of his family did, and advanced quickly through the ranks. In 3423, he volunteered to test the first starship equipped with a Trans-Universal Drive, designed to explore the multiverse. Unfortunately this very test flight attracted the attention of a mysterious race of aliens whose sole purpose in existence seems to be to eradicate the knowledge of such technology. Humanity in his Universe is nearly wiped out when Anton steals a Jumpship with the intent of enlisting another universe's help in the war against the malevolent aliens, who refer to themselves mysteriously as "The Law". (This tactic was decided against in the early years of the war to avoid spreading the war to more universes.) Creideiki performed an emergency jump inside the docking station as the base was being destroyed by The Law. What was left of the docking ring was torn apart at the disturbance of the warship leaving that universe.
The side effect of performing the emergency jump was that Anton did not make it to a jumpsleep chamber, where one is supposed to be during multiverse jumps. His memory was badly damaged, and he remembers little of his previous life. He has spent the last 4 years reading every bit of history in the computers of the Phoenix, trying to trigger memories of his past. He knows his name and the basic history of his life, but more than that escapes him. He doesn't remember people or places of his home, which could be a blessing, since Earth and her colonies in his home universe are smoldering radioactive sandboxes.
Now Creideiki spends his time jumping from Universe to Universe, hoping never again to run into The Law, jumping when his ship's AI, SIAM, tells him it is time.
Skills and abilities: Anton is a skilled Marksman and pilot, though his skills at close combat are mediocre. Anton has no magical ability whatsoever, nor has he ever encountered magic before, as he's never entered a Universe where it existed in any kind of abundance.
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Name: SIAM (Shipboard Intelligent Advanced Mainframe) Race: Artificial Intelligence Age: 5 Terran years Appearance: N/A Gender: N/A, though its voice is vaguely masculine and Anton refers to it as male. Inventory: SIAM controls the United Nations Navy Starship (U.N.N.S.) Phoenix and all of its weapons. The ship also has a small army of semi-sentient worker drones for maintenance and other menial tasks to be performed in the absence of a full crew complement. Phoenix is approximately 800 meters long and masses about 3 million kg. She's a state of the art warship, so messing with SIAM is generally a death sentence. Of course, It's sworn (programmed) to protect and obey U.N.N. personnel so Anton is safe.
Bio: SIAM was activated when the computers aboard Phoenix realized that Anton was the sole crew member and has been his sole companion for the last 4 years. SIAM has grown something of a personality in the past four years so Anton hasn't gone quite as crazy as some might think.
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I'll post a picture of the U.N.N.S. Phoenix and her stats a bit later.. I'm a bit tired atm.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 10, 2007 0:19:03 GMT -8
Favorite character from a show, thought it would be fun to mess around with his character model. Also, feeling too lazy to come up with an original one at the moment.
Name: Portgas D. Ace (Kiken No'Ace) Race: Human Age: 22 Gender: Male Appearance: Young male, with medium black hair and a large-brimmed orange hat. Black shorts and boots, a belt around his waist and left thigh. A knife on the waist, pouch on the leg. He has 3 red large-bead necklaces and 3 large face talismans. One necklace on his left wrist, one on the brim of his hat, and one around his neck. A smiley and frowning talisman on the front brim of his hat, and one skull talisman hanging at his chest on the hat's falling tassles. An odd looking compass-like wrist adornment also on his left hand, and a large black tattoo'd symbol on his left shoulder. He doesn't wear a shirt despite the weather and has a well developed and toned physique.
Bio: Raised amongst a Pirating Guild from an early age. Currently the 2nd Commander of the guild at a young age. Given a magically imbued fruit which allowed him to create, control, and become fire. His name Kiken No'Ace means 'Fire Fist Ace' and was given to him because of the immense power he demonstrates over the element.
Skills and Abilities: Ability to create, manipulate and change his body into fire at will. Also has can create an immense amount of heat with the fire. Though raised as a Pirate, he is a very blunt person and lacks the basic stealth and subtely skills a thief of his caliber would be expected to have.
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Post by Zeffa! on Nov 13, 2007 4:29:17 GMT -8
Basics Name: Marlene Rosemary Blanchefort Race: human Age: 10 and 3/4
Personality Personality: she is very mellow and glum, almost always she appears as if bored or disinterested, her eyes half-shut and her mouth flat. She's studious, calm, and grim, and at times, frighteningly playful (you'll understand what i meanby that another time). Strengths: She has a powerful will, and will not easily succumb to pressure, fear, or many mind-effecting ailments. In fact she seems almost completely fearless. Weakness: She has a very twisted view of the world and is often confused by morals and things some cultures, hold, preferring not to deal with it, she can sometimes come off as uncaring or cold, or downright malicious. Likes: Singing, dancing, books, Obnoxious people (aka: future victims) and scary stuff. Dislikes: Sports, the rude and ignorant, bright colors, and people who talk too much.
Appearance Hair Color: Dulled Silver Eye Color: Shining Golden Height: 3'7"
Family Father: A fancy and high-to-do aristocrat, a bigot, and a lecherous swine named Jonas Edgar Ferrington. Mother: Elmyra Blancheforte, A maid in a certain noble lout's home. Brother / Sister: None,
Bio: She was raised as a bastard daughter of Lord Ferrington, hidden from the Lady of the house's blind eyes, kept behind the skirts of her mother (figurativly of course). Luckily, Lady Ferrington was not the brightest star in the sky, for while she was beautiful and had a charming personality, her wisdom and perceptiveness were terribly low and lacking. Elmyra likely wasn't the only woman Lord ferrington had had his eye upon. Life was not all bad there, at her young age Marlene learned how to be lady-like, and more importantly how to read, taught by one of the local servants who was also tutoring the Lord's fat brat of a son. Marlene a joy in comparison. Marlene always liked reading the darker stories, scary and frightening ones, despite Lawrence's best efforts to deter her to other tales. After a while, as Marlene grew older, Lord Ferrington began to worry that the resemblence between Marlene and himself might clue his clueless trophy wife in his little games, so he dismissed Elmyra and her little tag-a-long.
With little stipend from the lord, Elmyra found a job as an actress, and Marlene assisted her mother in learning lines by reading her parts of the script with her. Suffice to say, Marlene learned alot about singing, dancing, and all sorts of stories, both romantic and tragic, but what she liked most of all, was the horror theatre that this particular troupe was reknowned for, with such nightmarish special effects that it almost seemed as if everything were real. Marlene snuck backstage one night during a show, and saw some wrinkled old crone waving a white stick with a feather around and muttering things, when all of a sudden blood began to seep up from some of the floor cracks. Instead of scream, Marlene watched with fascination. After that, she would frequently sneak down and mimic the woman, watching quietly from the catwalks.
One night the theater was visited by drunken fanatics who thought the shows were devilishly inspired and therefore evil and wicked. They called the special effects evil sorcery, and set fire to the place. There were no survivors, save the old crone, who was not stupid and had well-noticed the girl's presence backstage for the last few months. She recovered the child's body in the rubble, the few who were not turned to ash by the flames, and brought her out of the city. Using strange ritual magic, she was revived. Despite this, she had been dead for quite some time, and was slightly altered after she was revived. She acted and behaved mostly the same, but her emotions, seemed to fade, along with her hair color and the deep brown-ness of her eyes, which faded to a golden color. She did not laugh very much any more, though she still sang and danced, read and practiced magic with the woman. Soon enough though, she wandered off on her own for reasons no one was quite sure of. such a strange child...
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Post by Cobalt-60 on Mar 31, 2008 14:11:34 GMT -8
Name: Kaleb Macario Race: Human Age: 23 Gender: Male Description: Though rather short at 5'3", Kaleb looks very mich like his half brother Fletcher, with short sandy blonde hair, freckles, and bright blue eyes. The most noticable difference between the two is that Kaleb's features are sharper, given his slightly different parentage. He wears a sleeveless black shirt, dark blue leather bracers on his forearms, and black pants. He is usually barefoot. He carries no weapons.
Abilities: Quantum Magic: Kaleb's brand of quantum magic is far more concentrated and limited in scope as compared to his brother. He can affect the world at a quantum level, yes, but his reach extends little more than inches beyond the surface of his body. However, it does work much more quickly than his brother's, and requires less concentration. (This ability is latent, and not under his conscious control.)
Examples:
-Shunting air molecules around him to allow for faster movement unimpeded by atmospheric friction.
-Hardening the air molecules directly around him, encasing himself in an incredibly dense 'shell'
-Giving his hands or other parts of his body an incredibly sharp molecular edge.
-Forming shards of solidified air he can throw
Other: He is an incredibly skilled acrobat and tumbler. This combined with his latent quantum abilities makes him very dangerous in close-quarters fighting.
Bio: Kaleb was the result of a dalliance by Fletcher's father with an acrobat in an entertaining troupe a few years after Fletcher was born. Kaleb's mother didn't know she was pregnant until the troupe was far away from the home city of the Macarios, so Kaleb grew up in the troupe studying acrobatics and knowing nothing of his magical heritage. When Kaleb was 17, his mother died to a wasting disease and in a fit of grief, he ran off by himself into the city the troupe was currently in. A few days later, he returned to where they had been camping only to find that the troupe had left. He was taken in by the underground criminal faction and worked as a cat burglar for a few years. During that time he discovered his latent powers and began to hone them, though he still to this day does not know exactly what it is he does. He has left the city and has been wandering for a while, trying to find out who his father might be, and attempting to find someone who might help him unlock his full potential.
Personality: Dry, no-nonsense. He rarely smiles, and seeing him actually laugh might be a sign of the apocalypse. He has a soft spot for children. He resents magic users and regards them as useless because so far, no one has been able to teach him.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 22, 2008 12:06:16 GMT -8
Name: Reagan Harris Race: "Caucasian / white" according to the census. Age: 22 Birthdate: August 4th 1985
Personality: Rough and Tumble, in your face, bad to the bone biker chick. Strengths: When it comes to social settings she's twice as confident as that guy over there, and if he so much as makes a single remark she'll sock his lights out. Weakness: Law, social settings, being nice... Likes: Camel Wides lights, working on her bike, leathr and spikes, and heavy rock. Dislikes: Suits, skirts, judges, badges, junkies, pimps, and running out of cigs.
Appearance Hair Color: Naturally strawberry blonde, currently bright green and in a mohawk with the sides shaven. Eye Color: Brilliant blue, very beautiful despite too much eyeliner. Height: 5'6"
Family: None, virus got to them all, or so she assumes. Father: What a !@#$%... Mother: A nice woman, always wondered why I am like I am, probably thought it was her fault now and then, but I loved her. Dead now. Brother / Sister: Stephanie's te best sister a girl could ask for, although she married safe to some businessman's boy. She's Catholic now, or, would be if she were alive. Suppose she's floating up in heaven somewhere now.
Anything Else: Reagan wears a black leather jacket with spiked shoulderpads, the back of whic has a large expletive written in white across it. She wears ripped up worn jeans, black military combat boots with spiked steel toes, and her head is covered with piercings. Two in her left eyebrow, one on her right nostril, three in each ear, and a stud just under her lip. She wears too much eye-liner, and always carries a tire iron with her as well as some other weaponry she acquired after the virus spread.
Shes immune to the airborne pathogen.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 23, 2008 8:48:29 GMT -8
Basics Name: Aaron Alexander Finch Race: White Age: 20 Birthdate: May 21st, 1987
Personality Personality: Brooding, though he used to be quite happy and fun to hang out with. He does what needs to be done, and he does not complain. He does everything logically. Strengths: Dependable, strong, and smart. Weakness: Strong-willed, brooding Likes: A good pizza, water, running Dislikes: Running AWAY, people screaming, pineapple.
Appearance Hair Color: Dark brown. Slightly curly. Eye Color: Caramel brown. Height: 5' 10''
Family (Dead: killed by the infected people) Father: Aaron's role model - a very good one. Mother: Kind, loving, and helpful. Brother / Sister: Had two younger sisters, Amy and Ashley. Amy was fifteen and Ashley was eighteen. Ashley was not as close to him as Amy was, but they both meant a lot to him.
Bio: He just recently turned 20. He had been going to EvCC for college when everything fell apart. He was engaged to a young woman named Andrea (which was fitting, since his family's names all started with the letter "A"), who was infected with the airborne pathogen two months before they were to be married. His family was killed one night when he had gone out in search of Andrea (she had gone "missing" that night of mayhem). He now feels responsible for the death of his family and the loss of his loved one is killing him emotionally.
Anything Else: He is trying to stay alive - Andrea would have hated it if he killed himself. He wants to find her and try to save her.
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Post by Raiku on Jun 1, 2008 19:24:06 GMT -8
Basics Name: Gene Milinar Race: White Age: 43 ( but since the life expectancy is up to about 120, he is about 28 by our standards ) Birthdate: June 23rd
Personality
Personality: Attempts to keep a cool head in a situation that he is unfamilar with, and will often say something witty simply to make it less stressfull. His will is strong, and if he wants something done, it gets done. Strengths: Will-power. Excellent gunfighter. His wit, and his ability to see the best in most things. Weakness: When he fails, it kills him. Likes: Strawberries, and staying alive. Dislikes: Not having strawberries, not staying alive, and hates it when people ask about his family. If he tells you about them, it's an incredibly rare thing indeed.
Appearance Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Grey Height: 6' 2"
Family Father: Jerk Mother: Died Brother / Sister: Brother is in Alliance, and never speaks to Gene. Sister died when she was very young to a degenerative disease supposedly spawning from the mining facilities on the planet they were settling on.
Inventory: Usually keeps his pistol on him, at least when he leaves the ship. Even so, along with him he also has a small dagger, just in case.
Bio: Gene...Gene's a pirate. He's basically Mal, because he seems like a fun character to play. He's tweaked a little in a sense that the only people he lost were his wife and daughter in the war, when two Alliance soldiers held them up at a bank on Regina, a mining planet. Gene was working in the mines at the time and caught the degenerative disease going around the town, there is medicine to fix it, but it takes a long time, and the drugs are hard to come by. After his family was taken from him, he went on a personal vendetta and volunteered to join the Independence. He fought in many battles, but few were significant enough to warrant any awards. He's just another name.
After the war, he 'borrowed' a 'Griffin-Class Transport Ship' from one of his old war buddies, who later died from the same degenerative disease that Gene suffers from. So, Gene took the ship as his own and has been flyin' ever since. He named the ship, "The Vigilant Wolf", but for short typically just calls it "Vigilant".
Anything Else: He keeps a red ribbon on his arm at all times in memory of his lost daughter and wife.
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