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Name: Marcus Holland
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:
Position on Ship: Engineer
Personality: Respectful, adventurous, smart, witty, slightly introverted
Back Story: Marcus practically grew up in his fathers mechanic shop, and learned all about machinery from him. Being naturally good with machines, he managed to build his own hoverbike from spare parts, and to this day continues on improving the design. He has always had a sense of adventure, and when he heard of the job, he immediately applied, hoping to finally get to go on the adventure he had always dreamed of.
Strengths: Great with machinery (building/repairing), physically strong, generally well mannered, loyal.
Weaknesses: Slightly introverted so he doesnt like big crowds, is picky about people who try and help him with the machines, can be very sarcastic without meaning to be.
Other: You'll know he enjoys your company if he offers you a cigarette.
Certainly, muscle would be a great addition to the crew.So I see this crew has a few medical persons and some engineering types aswell, save for captain what other type of roles are you looking for? Other general space ship crew members, just people in control of specialized parts of the ship etc. Or is there room/need for muscle? like a mercenary for 'asset protection and securing'? Or any other character that doesn't necessarily fulfill a specific job?
Go for it, I'll be a human female (Captain Auriana) and as long as you don't go far out of field and don't make our friendship a central tenet of your CS we should be fine. Just be general and I'll try and catch up.I can't really make my CS until Aza does due to them being childhood friends.
Okay, so, here's the problem I have with this. The species its self, being a race of wolf like humans is fine, the tear in space time is stretching it, and the natural obsession with guns is too. And I'm not quite sure I understand how he could look like a regular puppy for so long if that is not what he is? I would like you to revise your cs to make it more believable, this is scifi not fantasy.View attachment 54337
Name: Dylan
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Species: Nocolocoan- The odd wolf-man like creatures that inhabit Nocoloco, a desert planet that, due to a small ripple in space time, is permanently set as Earthen Mexico. Therefor Nocolocoans speak Spanish naturally. It is unknown if this is also part of the ripples effects but Nocolocoans are insanely addicted to explosives and guns. Even though this sounds like a bad thing, which it is on most cases it is, but there is no being in the galaxy that knows bombs and bullets better then a Nocolocoan.
Position on the ship: Gun smith and explosive master
Personality:
Dylan can be summed up in one word, nuts. He is known to twitch randomly, talk to his bombs, and go into a pyromaniac fury in battle, not to mention he isn't the brightest of the bunch. Beyond that, he can be rather friendly, not exactly the type to explain your feelings to but a nice guy. He is very obedient especially to Auriana and will remain loyal to the bitter end.
Back Story:
One day when Auriana was only a few years from her leaving of her family, a young dog seemingly popped out of nowhere on the family's ship after a short trip to Nocoloco. The pup was adopted by the Belarus and was named Dylan. Dylan was a very friendly puppy although a bit odd. He had a tendency to twitch and would paw at black circular objects and red cylindrical objects then wait, staring at them until you pulled him away. When Auriana left the pup would have none of it, and stowed away in her ship. When his owner joined the Navy he was supposed to be a war dog, fitted with the latest in canine laser technology. This however never happened. When Dylan was found eligible to be a war dog he began to change. He slowly became humanoid and was classified as a Nocolocoan. After the 'holy shit my dog is a alien' faze Auriana taught Dylan how to speak in English which he still has a bit of trouble with. He was swiftly made a grenadier and a gun smith as his skills surpassed even the most highly trained soldiers in the profession. He followed Auriana with undying devotion, his tendencies somewhat down grading her commanding stature. Therefor by default he was implored into the crew as a weapon crafter and a explosive master.
Strengths:
- Gun craft
- Anything having to do with explosives
- Loyalty
Weaknesses:
- Remaining somewhat sane
- "Smartness"
- Any noise at or above the pitch of a dog whistle
sounds good to me!Name: Nhills "Roaring" Feng, Prefers to just be called 'Feng.' But begrudgingly answers to Nhills.
Age: 30
Gender:Male
Species: Feng belongs to a Humanoid vaguely Reptilian race called the Slalin. Slalin come in a multitude of colors and are more often than not darker in hue.
Their skin is rough and scaly in a few places mostly the elbows, knees, back of the neck and a few other places, usually varying from person to person, but to the most part have dry, rough 'skin' over their body. Their homeworld is the desert planet Grandphos.
Appearance: Nhills is a dark rusty orange color with equally dark blue markings all over his body in the form of jagged lines. He's average height around 5'10". He has the facial features of flat faced lizard, Green eyes with slit pupils and a mouth full of sharp little teeth.
Pictured: Feng in his standard outfit "liberating" audio equipment and a shipment of ancient vinyl's.
Position on Ship: "Asset protection" but is actually just a hired mercenary.
Personality: Feng is a professional deep down but he's childish and prefers to do things his own way despite usually being a very roundabout way of completing a task. He has a deep love of old earth music and collects it, because of this he's constantly on the search for more and tends to whistle or outright sing. Feng is very outgoing and will often speak his mind without a second thought he can be stubborn but dislikes upsetting people in a personal way and will be the first to apologize, but he doesn't mind annoying people just because he can.
Back Story: Feng was an only child, and more or less grew up into a family of freelancers, he set off on his own at a young age, somewhere deep down wishing to live the great adventure his parents did in their younger years. Over the course of his life he discovered music, not something common to Slalin culture and instantly fell in love, He adapted this to his line of work and often would blast music over his own personal speaker system which either annoyed comrades or made them want to fight. He soon learned how to utilize sound waves to disorient people he's in gunfights with, earning him the nickname "Roaring Feng". Nhills attention was caught when a ship was looking for some personal security, the pay didn't matter the idea of moving around constantly is what fed his wanderlust.
Strengths: -Excellent small arms fighter.
-Unorthodox method of using sound to his advantage.
-Professional attitude when it comes to getting work done.
Weaknesses: -Despite having a professional attitude, he can be too in-your-face for most.
-Is not quite at all, does not know the meaning of stealth.
-Will do something his way rather than the right way more often than not.
-Values music higher than life.
Other: Slalin average life span is around 130 years, they do not do well in colder climates.
Sorry if it's a little sloppy I've been busy the past few days and had to do it all from my phone, but if there is anything that's weird or needs fixing or whatever let me know, yo.
alright. It looks great!Prettied my CS up a bit and changed a few minor things since I had extended use of a computer for the first time in a while, still might tweak a few things here and there.
Oh cool! Another cave dwelling species, this sounds much more like what this group is looking for! Thank you for re-doing your sheet :)Name: King Fenian
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Species: Minga. Native to Cenndri, a planet that due to infertile soil on the surface, all its life exists in its complex cave systems. The Minga are a race of short humanoid creatures that bear a resemblance to white Earthen rabbits. Don't let their appearance fool you, Minga are hardened warriors. This is because of the multitude of extremely dangerous creatures that they must fight off constantly to defend their small villages. Without the technology to create guns, Mingas are trained from birth to use their small weight to their advantage, swiftly coming up to the enemy and killing them as quickly as possible. The Minga have been discovered only a few years ago and often export the rare materials that are rich in Cenndi.
Appearance: View attachment 54549
Height: 3'8"
Weight: 62
Position on ship: Mercenary
Personality: King can be pretty much summed up as a hardass. Cold, not one to request aid, and short tempered. King is also practically devoid of fear, he doesn't care about how big, strong, or well armed you are, he is sure that he can slit your throat just as fast as he slit anyone else's throat. He rarely trusts anyone except a fellow Minga.
Backstory: Like all Mingas, King was trained from birth to defend his village and showed considerable skill on the battle field. This was because his father was rather demanding of him even to the point where he would leave him deep in the caves to find his own way back. This made King a near unstoppable warrior but hardened him to others. King wished to become a legend like his father desired so he stole a very sacred heirloom, sword made purely of nitor, a extraordinarily rare metal that was harder then titanium yet easily melted and bended when such. He then stowed away on a trading ship and vowed to return only after he made his father proud. He became a mercenary and traveled the Galaxy, eventually coming across a high paying job that could be just what he needs to complete his vow or at least get a whole load of cash.
Strengths:
- Combat skills
- Agility
- Stealth
- Fearlessness
Weaknesses:
- Can't use a gun if he tried
- Refuses to be helped
- Strength
I couldn't properly fix Dylan's CS for a multitude of reasons so I went for something more straight-forward as there would probably be more then one mercenary hired.
Alright, so how many people do we have now?
About six if I counted right.
I should be able to get the in character up tonight if that sounds good @Azathoth
Although, since you're the captain, you could make it if you think that would be better. I'm easy either way.