KZZSSSHT-...Is this thing on? Hello? Hold on, I think the mic is-...
Can you hear me? Yeah, okay. First off - sorry about the whole...stowaway thing. But in my defence, you hired that robot and the whole station was blowing up. But it's all in the past now. Hopefully. Ahem! A-aaaanyways, Heather suggested I put in an audio log since I'm kind of part of your crew anyway to add to the files, so here I am. (Gods, do I have to read all of this out?....Fine, fine, whatever.)
Name: Knox.
Age: 87. No, I'm not that old, it's just-...we age funny and all that, yeah.
Crew Occupation? Uhh, I guess I'm the doctor?
Gender-...okay now you're just messing with me. Just because I can have boobs doesn't mean I'm a girl. Biologically I'm genderless, so call me whatever pronoun you like.
I'm an Azrulian Shapeshifter. To give you a quick overview of what they are, we're a bunch of asexually reproducing humanoids with the capacity to replicate viable organic material through physical contact. In simpler terms...we can transform into a perfect copy of anything living and breathing. Something to do with our body mass, it's pretty much goo under this birthday suit. 'Course, that means that we got a reputation for being skilled in the oldest profession, but let me make this clear right now. I'm not about that life. So don't bother asking. Good? Good.
"List your greatest assets to the crew"? I'm not one for boasting but alright then...
Obviously, I can shapeshift. That means I can infiltrate even the most high tech security systems by just...walking right in - provided there's a breathing body I can prod beforehand. Eye scanners and fingerprints ain't got nothing on me. Also makes me pretty good for framing people by leaving someone else's body hair all over the place, or someone else's face on the security cameras. And, uh, there's the pros of being able to turn into beasts-...but I don't do plants, okay? Bloody difficult to shapeshift out of that one. Maybe I can try Rosa at a stretch but even then you're pushing it.
My healing abilities are probably one of the better skills I have. I remember reading up about it...my cells are totipotent - they can change into anything they touch so long as it's also a cell. So if there's any wound that needs fixing, I'm your guy. Gal. Whatever. It's especially good for internal bleeds, but I'm pretty useless when it comes to diseases - sorry.
I suppose I'm a good team player too - so long as you're not actively trying to kill me like a certain robot, I don't really much care for whatever emotional baggage you want to throw at me. And I like to think I don't complain as much as some of my bitchier shapeshifter brethren so there's that. Is-...is that enough? Can't think of much else.
I guess I better give you some of the weak points too, 'cause that's important.
I'm pretty fragile. As in, I'm pretty much a sentient piece of jelly so if I lose some of that then it's gone. Means that when I heal people or lose a limb my body reshapes itself to make sure I'm proportional to my mass - I shrink and shrink until I eventually pass out. And on that note I need a lot of sleep - shapeshifting is pretty difficult to do several times a day, not to mention I need more energy when I'm smaller to make up for what I lost. Lucky for you I'm not a picky eater either, but really I grow best when I'm sleeping.
When I shapeshift into someone, I've got to get used to having...lungs, and stomachs, and reproductive organs and all that crap. Every person is completely different. When I'm shapeshifted I'm held back by the limits of whatever I've turned into - so if I'm a carnivore then I'm going to need some meat. If I've got gills then I'm going to need a fishbowl ASAP. Not to mention that if you want me to turn into a guard I'm going to need to know a bit about them as a person...what if their best friend walks up to me and asks why I'm acting funny? I downright refuse to just waltz in without any preparation, because it'll be my ass getting beat up first if everything goes wrong.
Oh and I'm a terrible shot. Hopefully one of your team could teach me a thing or two because I don't want to be completely useless, but give me
"Equipment"? You're kidding me? Nothing but the clothes on my back, mainly because I was forced to leave in a hurry. Next time we touch down at a station I'm going to need something to wear. Oh, and don't worry about clothes size - I can mould my body to make it fit.
Do I have to fill out any more of this stuff? Heather? Pei?
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