Star Horizon [Sci-Fi Survival Horror Interest Check] LGBTQ+

[Dhampyress]

I'm trying to work on this sheet, my muse is being evil. But I'm still trying.

Take your time! :P

[Chreestafer]

Any open positions, love this concept :)

[November Bleeds]

Any open positions, love this concept :)

At the moment we are full! But we will let you know if anything happens.




Hey everyone,

Just wanted to give you all a quick update. Blissy and I have been working hard behind the scenes on this story and more information will be released soon. Thank you all for being so patient with us! At the moment, we're actually working on an interactive map for the group. We're also loving the profiles that everyone has sent in so far - can't wait to see the rest of them! But please, take your time.

That said of course, my character is the medic of the ship. If anyone would like to make character connections with him, he is open! Conner Briggs is the character name, Trey Baxter is his face claim. I should have his profile completed by this weekend =] Blissy's profile for her character will also be up very soon and she will post it publicly here.

[CurvyKitten]

I have everything done besides a bit of the background. I am working on that with November bleeds, been pestering him with questions hehe

[Dhampyress]

I have everything done besides a bit of the background. I am working on that with November bleeds, been pestering him with questions hehe

Lovely. I'm glad he could help you out! Looking forward to seeing the final result of the sheet.

I'll also be posting my characters profile here tomorrow in case anyone has been waiting for that.

[Chanticleer]

I see you're full-up, but if any of those tentatives cancel, I will post a tentative 'second string'. :)

[Iejir]

My Pathfinder is ready to go!

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Face Claim: Ian Anthony Dale
Character Name: Alex Ikeda
Nicknames & Alias:
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: Asian/Caucasian
Role/Job: Pathfinder. Has an uncanny sense of navigation both in space and on land. Can plot a course through stars by hand and intuition almost as fast as it takes the astrometrics computer to make all necessary and precise calculations. In constructed environments (e.g., cities, ruins, stations), this intuition amplifies (the result of a childhood living on the streets).
Starting Inventory: Small satchel made of high-durability synthetic fabrics containing hand drawn star charts of constellations near the Star Horizon and a thick notebook containing drawings and notes from his travels on surrounding planets. An archaic folding knife.
Personality Traits: Courageous, Pragmatic, Risk-Inclined
Hobbies & Interest: Drinks like he means it and is a connoisseur of alcoholic beverages, the stronger the better. Has been seen to down a shot or two before plotting a course or heading out on a mission. He draws star charts and takes notes he intends to keep on paper (an archaic practice).
Pet peeves: People who say one thing and do another. Having to say or explain something twice
Habits & Mannerisms: Always takes the chair with his back to the wall or with good line of sight to the exit. Fiddles with the nearest stabbing capable implement when agitated or anxious. High chance of reacting violently when surprised with intimate proximity (e.g., touching him on the shoulder when he is unaware)
Distinguishing Figures: Has a jet black, tribal, dragon tattoo on his upper right arm. Also has a myriad of scars on his body from bullets, knives and explosions.
Character Fears: Technology failing or not working as intended. Biggest fear is being surrounded by hostiles with no accessible escape route.
Secrets: N/A


Strengths & Weaknesses [Points system]
20 Points Only! Spend wisely.

Strength : 2
Will / Tenacity: 4
Dexterity: 2
Agility / Stamina / Athleticism: 5
Combat : 3
Weaponry: 1
Intelligence / Knowledge: 3


Bio: (This should also include why they are aboard the Star Horizon.)

According to official records: He lived as a ward of the state until the age of majority. He joined the military and was quickly pulled for training as a recon operative. He received training in space and land navigation and worked well alone and in small groups.

His service record is heavily redacted but shows participation in many engagements supplying intelligence on fleet maneuvers, army movements and scouting reports.

He had all the makings of a solid military career until he decided not to reup and worked as a consultant for a myriad of organizations, corporations and independent contracts, but never strayed far from the city he had hailed.

Until a day came that he applied and accepted the job for a Pathfinder aboard the star horizon.

[Lingo]

Hi! I have a majority of my character profile complete as well. Just am stuck on the details and some of the background X_x should be up soon!

[Dhampyress]

Hi! I have a majority of my character profile complete as well. Just am stuck on the details and some of the background X_x should be up soon!

No rush! Looking forward to it.  ;D

[Kye]

I got my Scraper finished up.  The character sheet is under the spoiler for those interested!

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Face Claim: Emily Rudd
Character Name: Dorsey Verrill
Nicknames & Alias:
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Role/Job: Supply Officer.  Can scavenge from anything, broken down equipment, unused cargo.  Somehow always manages to find what the Engineers need to fix the things that break. Also runs a bit of a black market on the side, getting people what they need through back channels.
Starting Inventory: Futuristic equivalent of a pocket knife and a small, handheld welder.
Personality Traits: Adaptable, Clever and Amoral
Hobbies & Interest: She loves to tinker and create things, their usefulness isn't important.  She likes to make little pocket-sized metal sculptures when she's thinking or stressed. Loves plants, which is completely at odds with the rest of her personality, and grows small potted plants when she can.
Pet peeves: Being interrupted or talked down to. People in her personal space.
Habits & Mannerisms: Quick to anger when someone touches on her pet peeves.  Always has to be doing something with her hands, even if it's just wringing them.  Ties hair up and takes it down all the time, can't settle on any one style throughout the day. Can look through things when she's thinking, or get lost in thought.
Distinguishing Figures: Has a little scar on her upper right arm that looks almost like an asterisk.
Character Fears: Feeling confined, is fine with small places, but not pressure on her body, especially in the dark.  An example would be someone hugging her for very long, or heavy blankets. Biggest fear is asphyxiation or running out of oxygen.
Secrets: N/A

Strengths & Weaknesses [Points system]
20 Points Only! Spend wisely.

Strength : 1
Will / Tenacity: 5
Dexterity: 4
Agility / Stamina / Athleticism: 4
Combat : 1
Weaponry: 2
Intelligence / Knowledge: 3


Bio:Dorsey hasn't exactly had the easiest life, but then again who has? Her mother died young and she was raised by a doting father who wanted the very best for her, but his life left her exposed to the seedy underbelly of humanity.  She grew up in a rough part of the world, where crime was rampant and unfortunately her father wasn't able to stay out of it as she grew, though he tried not to let it touch her. 

He sent her to good schools and managed to help her get her grades up enough to ensure that she could get off-world if she wanted to, but it wasn't until after he was killed that she finally started to look for a job.  With no one left but a family friend she finally found an open position for supply management and procurement on the station.  She was thrilled when she was offered the position, and even more delighted when Alex was able to join her. 

She can't seem to shake all of her rough upbringing, and quickly became known as someone who could get items for a price.  How she got them and who her contacts off station are no one knows.

[Serana]

I'm working on getting my background done, should have it up in the next day or two :)

[Iejir]

I look forward to reading it!

[CurvyKitten]

Face Claim: Anllela Sagra
Character Name: Octavia Delacruz
Nicknames & Alias: Pilot Call sign Brink
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Ethnicity: Colombian
Role/Job: Pilot
Starting Inventory: Large combat knife, and a two way communicator
Personality Traits: Bold, honest, loyal, reckless, flirty, stubborn, fun loving, cheeky, Hedonistic, determined, confident, strong willed,

Hobbies & Interest: Kick Boxing, music, old horror movies, racing, fast...anything (cars, motorcycles...), poker, good food (eating, she can't cook to save her life), good times with friends, good boozes,
Pet peeves: whiners, loud chewers, spoiled brats,
Habits & Mannerisms: popping her neck and fingers,
Distinguishing Figures: She has scars from an accident that occurred during a space walk while training. (see BG) From this she has a small scar below her right eye, and scars on her lower right rib cage and left thigh. They appear as if they were rough threw and threw bullet wounds.
Character Fears:
Spacewalks, after an accident during her training it scares the hell out of her. Nothing but some fabric and a bit of glass separating you from the vast expanse of space. And god what if your mag boots fail or your tether breaks?! You'd be floating in space till you just ran out of oxygen. Knowing the whole time that you were going to die at any moment.

Spiders...WHAT fuck off! They are creepy as hell!

Fear of ending up like her dad, a broken shell of a man due to his injuries and being kicked out of the space program.

Secrets: I'll never tell....

Strengths & Weaknesses [Points system]
20 Points Only! Spend wisely.

Strength : 3
Will / Tenacity: 3
Dexterity: 4 :
Agility / Stamina / Athleticism: 3 :
Combat : 3
Weaponry: 2
Intelligence / Knowledge: 2


Bio:
Octavia was born on an air force base just as her daddy was returning home. The excitement of him returning seemed to be too much for her mother. Then again if you asked her dad back then, he would say that she just couldn't wait to see him. So right there on the tar mack as the boys were lining up to be released her mother's water broke. All hell broke loose, it was like these boys hadn't just come home from combat. Thankfully the other military wife's had things under control. And Octavia was brought into the world with no real issues. But a damn good story to tell.

The first several years of her life seemed perfect. Even with her dad being away so much, they still managed to have a happy home. Her father always the returning hero when he arrived home and told her all about his adventures. All be it edited for his younger audience of course. She grew up listening to those stories and dreaming of becoming a pilot just like her dad.

As she grew up though things changed, not her dream, no that remained the same. But her motivations changed the moment her father did. It started out a happy story, her father had been accepted into the space program. He was going to be an ASTRONAUT! Octavia then 14 and her mother couldn't have been more excited or proud of him. Everything was right on track, but during a training session there was an accident and her father was injured. And despite his best efforts he was never really able to fully recover and was eventually given an honorable discharge. The loss hit him hard, it hit them all hard.

He tried for a long time to adjust to civilian life, bouncing from job to job. Her mother eventually had to go back to work as well which only made matters worse. Eventually, her father started drinking, only a few beers after work...at first. Soon he drank more, and more, till all he really did was make it from one drink to the next. He lost his job and ended up falling even deeper into a depression. Before she knew it the man Octavia once looked up to vanished and all that remained was a horrible reminder of what once was.

Years passed and the moment Octavia was able she enlisted into the air force she did. Not to follow in her father's footsteps, but to accomplish what he couldn't. It worried her mother but Octavia was determined to stay the course. Testing high enough to enter the military as a Warrant Officer. Having that certification and passing all her physical and beginning training allowed her to become a jet pilot. At the age of 20, Octavia gained her pilot license and began taking missions and flying for the US government till she was finally accepted into the space program just as her father had years before.

She tried to stay in contact with her mother but started to avoid ever returning home. The sight of her father and the spite that came from him became too much. And eventually he pushed her too far, the argument that followed was the last straw and she left home think to never return again. But the anger that came from that moment followed her. And one evening it showed when a fight broke out at a bar and Octavia beat a man so badly he was put in the hospital. She was arrested and charges were brought up. It became painfully clear that Octavia was about to lose what she had been working so hard for. But someone stepped in to save the day before she lost it all.

Nick her old Sargent and mentor paid her bail and said he'd help her. Not only because he knew her old man back in the day, but because she had the potential to be the best. And that was what he needed for his next mission. Explaining that there was a space station already established and able to support life for several years to come. But if Octavia went she'd most likely never be returning home ever again. That fact didn't bother Octavia in the least. So, of course, she agreed to go. It had after all been her dream to do just that since she was a kid.

The final stages of training passed quickly and Octavia soon found her launch day approaching. And for whatever reason Octavia found herself needing to go home one last time. It was then she found her mom living with her sister, and learned that her father had drunk himself to death only a few months prior. Octavia debated giving up on her dream and staying at home. But there was nothing she could do about any of it at that point. So Octavia returned to base and readied herself for the trip of a lifetime.

Once on the station, Octavia threw herself into a whole different stage of training. Everything she had learned on earth now being put into practice. Like finally being able to take her first spacewalk. And it was amazing, till the micrometeor shower rolled through and she found herself being run through by the small stones. Now the military and the space program prepared her for almost everything. And they had explained as best the could what would happen to a human body if it became exposed to space. But that explanation was nothing close to the real thing. The vacuum sucked all the oxygen from her lungs and made her blood spilled forth like a river. Her whole body began to freeze, and the pain, god the pain. It took only moments for Octavia to lose consciousness.

Octavia has no real idea how she made it back inside, but a week later she woke up in the infirmary. Connor the station's Doctor had managed to revive her and patch her back together. And as grateful as she was Conner soon found out that Octavia was the most stubborn and strong will(nerve wracking) patient he had ever had. But despite her inability to follow all her doctor's orders, Octavia was released to full active duty not long before she was marked to be put into cryogenic sleep. 

!Disclaimer! By filling this character template out you are giving consent to take part in a role-play where your character will not always win. You accept this and the consequences that come with your characters actions and decision. No one character in this role-play is immune to death. Please provide your Elliquiy username at the end of your application with the words “Sincerely”.
Sincerely
Curvykitten

[Serana]

Unfortunately, I think I'm going to have to bow out here. Been trying to work on the bio the past week and nothing is really coming to me, nor is a good face claim.  Which makes me sad, because this game looks really fun and I've been wanting to get back to playing. But I see a bunch of great characters already and I can't come up with anything remotely close to put together myself :/ Sorry for taking a week to figure this out yall. I'll still follow along, and thanks for considering me at least!

[November Bleeds]

@Serana: So sorry to see you go - but we understand. Thank you for letting us know and we wish you the best of luck on your journey ahead!



The Personnel is now an open role if anyone is looking to play them (or even switch from their current role). The role consists of a very open, Jack of all Trades type across the ship. They would be someone in training that has yet to be placed in their position upon the ship.

Update: We should have the character page up soon!

[Serana]

Thanks! I wanted to make it work, it just wasn't coming to me. It looked so fun :(

[Chreestafer]

@Serana: So sorry to see you go - but we understand. Thank you for letting us know and we wish you the best of luck on your journey ahead!



The Personnel is now an open role if anyone is looking to play them (or even switch from their current role). The role consists of a very open, Jack of all Trades type across the ship. They would be someone in training that has yet to be placed in their position upon the ship.

Update: We should have the character page up soon!

If you and Blissy are still open to players, I'd love to hop in! Would the role be a younger character, maybe like a greenhorn? Or is this someone who is more adept, but it's their first time on the station?

[Dhampyress]

If you and Blissy are still open to players, I'd love to hop in! Would the role be a younger character, maybe like a greenhorn? Or is this someone who is more adept, but it's their first time on the station?

Sounds great. You may go right ahead and pitch a character sheet. ;D

[Chreestafer]

Awesome! I'll definitely have a character sheet up this evening

[Dhampyress]

Sorry it took me as long as it did to get this up. This is the profile for Cyril the artificial persons unit of whom I'll be playing aboard the station. She'll be one of two characters in the game that will initially guide people throughout the start. The second character (played by November Bleeds) will follow shortly.

Face Claim: Riley Voelkel
Character Name: TX-6437-Cyril
Nicknames & Alias: Cyril
Age: Cyril is a synthetic android and therefore does not age. She was manufactured and eventually deployed on the Star Horizon several years ago. She has been with the station for longer than most of her replicate models, all of which have malfunctioned, or have been recycled due to costly repair prices, or otherwise destroyed sometime during the power surge.
Gender: Cosmetically female.
Sexuality: None.
Ethnicity: Caucasian.
Role/Job: Stationed Android Intelligence; otherwise known as an Artificial persons. Cyril formerly belonged to the Star Horizons commander and was his A.P aide.
Starting items: Command Key-card (And various access codes for seventy-five percent of the ship), Two Way PDA Communicator, A standard pistol with six shots ( of whom she'll be giving to a single grew member )
Personality Traits: Analytical, Insensitive, Perceptive, Independent, Mysterious, Loyal (to those whom she has been instructed to be)
Hobbies & Interest: Whatever she's programmed to prefer. Although, TX-6437 seems almost entirely lacking of personal hobbies, and only seems bound by duty protocols. Sadly, she doesn't truly understand fun.
Pet peeves: Being told to behave a certain way with limited instruction. Being too closely related to humans general make-up as she has a limited understanding of humanity. Humans who act on whim or feeling rather than logic and probability.
Habits & Mannerisms: Making rather precise eye contact with a persons of whom she is speaking to. Some have even referred to her address as feeling almost absence of conscience. Dismissing focus in a particular thing, or individual to further sense or inquiry to her surrounding area. Cyril is quite immersed in the functionality of her surroundings as she has something of a second sight with mechanical installations and seems to prioritize environmental circumstances or safety protocols beyond human interaction. In very quiet areas the sound of her inner mechanical parts can be heard turning with each internal mechanical muscle she moves.
Distinguishing Features: Cyril bares a mostly human exterior, but beneath her cosmetic appeal is blend of complex robotic mechanics, and nanotech systems. Approximately eighty percent of her external body reflects that of a biological human. Facial wise, she reflects a biological human almost exactly, with the exception of her eyes carrying a light pulse of florid, neon, blue, tinge. Cyril is very fair of skin given her artificial nature. The lacking twenty percent of her humanoid make up is composed of sleek black and silver metallic trim, that collars around her neck where it splits to toward where her shoulders start, and divides throughout the approximation of where the muscle ligament tissues on a human body would run forth, and throughout. These metallic ligaments of her body run through her spine, to her waist, and all the way to her feet, to where the achilles tendon begins. Cyril does not contain a single muscle in her body as all the interior fibers of her body are synthetic, but almost twice more durable than a humans muscular make-up. The hair atop her head is of a bluish synthetic nature and does not grown, but reaches down just passed her shoulder blades. Please review the picture for visual representation of such characteristics.
Character Fears: Deactivation. Accepting that her protocols have been compromised or are otherwise flawed from their original format.
Secrets: N/A. But Cyril has many.. All of which I am allowing players to further discover.

Strengths & Weaknesses [Points system]
20 Points Only! Spend wisely.

Strength: 4
Will / Tenacity: 3
Dexterity: 4
Agility / Stamina / Athleticism: 1
Combat: 2
Weaponry: 3
Intelligence: 5

Bio: (See spoilers below)

A history of Atlas Technologies and that of Artificial Persons

A state of the art android, more typically referred to as an Artificial Persons, designed and manufactured by Atlas technologies. The TX- series is simply one of many other synthetic, artificial persons models, comprised for various tasks throughout various infrastructures and expensive companies that are of the consolidated sort throughout the sectors core worlds. The particular model is also used by several mega-crops for its ingenuity and its efficiency to handle a multitude of tasks that cut back heavily on resource spending for biological persons. Atlas technologies has pursued many eccentric achievements surrounding robotic proficiency and engineering. Their ultimate goal is to reach the demands of various needs stretched through a variety of requested services, or conveniences, for their target investors, and consumers alike. Their first model; the CX-, was originally meant to be designed for simple functions such as labor services, or roles that could replace human occupation. The models reception was well received with its first predecessor series.

However, where CX- model functions were proficient and beneficial to most consuming companies, and relevant company interests, their appeal shoddily fell short of visual margin. The CX- series was particularly viable in the physical labor industry, but unpractical in visual design, and sluggish within operation. This limited their exposure to a wider market and kept the first ambitions of Atlas Technologies mostly limited to industrial businesses. The CX- brand did not meet status quo on cosmetic standards despite being designed for more than just hands on tasks. As technology advanced so did the functionality of robotics. Atlas Tech started to become more captious on the visual exterior of CX- models as their appeal limited sales of the units. Atlas technologies saw this as a potential to create a new prototype series with not just reliable efficiency, but with a cosmetic appeal, that would be a step closer to replicating visual aspects of humanity. Additionally, the units could replace human occupation on a large scale of deployment. Which was beneficial to certain core companies of the age whom were investing further into the benefits of robotic persons. Robotics, at the time, could simply think faster, adapt faster, and required less to maintain than the comparative biological persons - which was a financial benefit. Furthermore, robotic units didn't need the kind of nurture humans did, they carried actions out without question, performing them with a certain tact that was more productive than humans. Additionally, they showed less error with handling tasks and objectives. This led Atlas Tech to turn much of their attention within their interests of designing a new prototype that would succeed their less attractive models, and further build on this potential.

The same original robotic engineer designer of the CX- also created the prototype for the TX- series, but in a less deliberate sort of way. His name was Alistair Telger. Alistair was a eccentric individual, but equally compassionate. His innovative work with Atlas Tech was only minimized by the tragic story surrounding his only daughter; which is a story that few to this current day even know about, as its become buried beneath the financial success of the TX- series and promotions pushed by Atlas Tech. During the period of time when Atlas Tech was trying to constitute new designs, based on unrealistic perspective, he worked from more personal bases with his own prototype. But the model he created was never intended for company use. He based his prototype model off that of his daughter, whom was suffering from a terminal cancer during her later teen years. His daughter; Skylie Telger, was confined to a wheelchair in her early teens, due to a bone cancer that was eating away at her from the inside.

Alistair's daughter's condition devastated him and so he replicated her image into his first design, motivated by the thought of seeing his daughter live past her expected DOA, if the worst may occur. Skylie had always found her fathers work very interesting, and encouraged him. He wished to surprise her with the project. A project, he was doing for her and not the pursuit of the companies current goals. His experience with the prototype model was done on the side and he hadn't dedicated a human replicate model for commercial purposes. Alistair was not a person in pursuit of materialism, as much as he was an innovator for the art and passion of his work.

However, the company eventually found out about his private project. Alistair was tentative about sharing his design with his colleagues. However they encouraged him, and his daughter supported it, simply because she was pleased to be apart of something that may later amount to a vaster means of potential for a greater cause. The model itself was almost an exact replicate of Skylie, equating to a seventy-percent match when matched to identical similarities. Pleased by the results, he shared his design with the company out of admiration and respect for his daughter. The choice helped him keep his mind off his daughters worsening condition, and Skylie supported the decision. Unfortunately Skylie passed away before the model was complete, but her image lived on through the first model. Eventually Atlas Tech replicated the models physical appeal and became to mass produce it through various alterations.

Alistair, grieving and distraught from his daughters death tried to back out of the deal, but the company had already produced over five thousand units. Respecting his wishes, they canceled additional models, but used the Skylie prototype as a generic base to make newer models; many of which still bare similarities to the original models. Atlas Tech fused the CX- models proficiency with that of the TX- prototypes genetic structure. This model became the foundation for the TX- series. Since then the TX- series has been replicated with empty memory slates. Each unit follows a initial protocol after creation. This procedure has each unit formatted to the potential consumer, creating the units exact protocols prior to deployment. This has led the TX- series to see many purposes throughout limited Earthbound occupations, and few off world usages, for companies that could afford their state of the art systems and luxury appeal. Atlas Technology now thrives as the leading mega-corp in universal robotics and has since been working on further robotic advancements into the future and beyond. The company has recently put much of their newest innovations into the development of conscious artificial intelligence.

Cyril's specific history and various detail

Cyril is a TX- series unit. She was granted the name Cyril by her programmed superior; the Commander of the Star Horizon space station. She works as his aide, regulating the stations general functional maintenance, controls, and technological regulation. Her core skills and functions are quite vast, but she prioritizes her duty above anything else. There are several close replicates of her model that posses other servicing protocols on the station. Although, there are only three in occupation aide positions among the ship. Furthermore, Cyril's exact model is based on an earlier version of the TX-series. She's one of the rarer few of the five thousands units based on the Skylie core model; though with a more mechanical structure. Cyril was designed to be a command unit, but also has two lesser subsystems implemented into her particular format. She has a limited reception of free will, as a minor system component was included in her original formatting, but it's rather oppressed by her more predominate and diligent persisting nature. The subject of subconscious free will was implement into her hardware so she may learn and develop, showing persistence in adapting to unfamiliar situations. This system is something very few units of her particular model have and it's made her persona rather distinct from other replicates.

Furthermore, she seems to have a very similar, but not directly replicated bodily design of several of the the onboard entertainment units of the Star Horizon, from a closely related sister model series. However, Cyril seems to show no forward correlation with such units. The Commander of the Star Horizon had her designed and formatted in the way that he did for not just dutiful reasons, but also for his personal reasons. Cyril's not known to question her programming, but since recent events, that have turned the Star Horizon dark for several months, and following events that led her to losing her superior among the carnage that engulfed the station - Cyril has begun to show further signs of independence. Perhaps the strangest thing about that is no one knows where this slight change in character originated from. Perhaps its a fault in her dated system that connects her closely to the original TX- models, or perhaps something has gotten into her..

!Disclaimer! By filling this character template out you are giving consent to take part in a role-play where your character will not always win. You accept this and the consequences that come with your characters actions and decision. No one character in this role-play is immune to death. Please provide your E-RP username at the end of your application with the words “Sincerely”.

Sincerely Blissy

[Dhampyress]

I've also messaged a few players to check the status of their role reservations within the game. If anymore open up I will certainly let you all know asap.

[nastroma]

Here is my character sheet hope you all enjoy

Face Claim: Mikkel Gregers Jensen
Character Name: Zane Stahl
Nicknames & Alias:Mr Clean
Age:22
Gender:M
Sexuality:Gay
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Role/Job: The Custodian / Keeping the station clean
Starting Inventory: Faulty PDA, Hand Sanitizer
Personality Traits: Inferiority complex, cautious, Anxious 
Hobbies & Interest: Loves to read helps him escape from reality, and loves animals of all kinds.
Pet peeves: Can’t stand it when people leave things lying around and tends to get heated despite his nature and will confront people if he sees them actively just leaving things lying around.
Habits & Mannerisms: Has a tendency to look at the ground slightly when questions are directed at him. Most people do not notice this action. Has a small habit of tripping over his worlds when nervous or frightened.
Distinguishing Figures: Has a few tattoos on his body. Has a few scars on his chest from a car accident.
Character Fears: Mysophobia, Has an intense fear of Artificial Persons aboard the Star Horizon
Secrets:







Strengths & Weaknesses [Points system]

20 Points Only! Spend wisely.
Strength :3
Will / Tenacity:2
Dexterity:5
Agility / Stamina / Athleticism:4
Combat :2
Weaponry:1
Intelligence / Knowledge:3

Bio: See spoiler bellow

Zane's Background/Biography

Zane grew up in a small town no one has really heard of in Texas. It was one of the few towns from the old world. As with the case of all small towns everyone knew every little sorted detail about people’s lives. That included the fact that Zane’s parents abused him on a daily basis usually verbally except when he answered back with a smart remark. Then his dad beat him ruthlessly and would on occasion leave him in his room for days to recover. Over the years he started to feel more reserved and shy around people due to the neglect and abusive treatment given to him during his upbringing. At times it made Zane feel completely worthless and obstructed his ability to socially function with others. One highlight though was his ability to clean. His room was always neat and tidy and never a speck of dust on any surface. Eventually he started to realize that he wasn’t all that attracted to girls and started to have feelings for his best friend Anthony. His friend caught him staring at him in the locker room one day and confronted Zane with this knowledge asking him if he was gay. Zane feeling cornered started to withdraw into himself and deny it, but Anthony just placed a hand on his shoulder and told him it was okay. A few weeks later, Anthony revealed that he too was having feelings for Zane and that despite his words to him before he was afraid to admit it to himself.

Having been lovers since they got out of high school, both Zane and Anthony have not told anyone about their relationship. Zane was starting to feel as though he actually wasn’t worthless like his parent were making him feel. His parents still abused him verbally for being quote; “the worthless scrap of human flesh that he was”, but it was all good in his eyes. That was until one day both Zane and Anthony were going to a late night party. They both had gotten drunk and Anthony decided to drive them both home. This was of course a huge mistake, being impaired Anthony swerved into oncoming traffic and hit a large transport vehicle smashing his side completely and leaving Zane with some broken ribs and arm. Zane survived the crash made a full recovery but his best friend and lover died instantly and to make matters worse his parents found out he was gay. When he got home from the hospital his parents began a new unusual tirade about his sexuality. They even blamed him for the death of his best friend, till eventually his father couldn’t stand to look at his face he started to beat him relentlessly. The only thing Zane could do was curl up into a ball and weather it out. It wasn’t till his older brother came out of his room to intercede and stop their father but before that could happen Zane was hit in the face and he blacked out. Zane came out of his unconscious state and saw a gruesome scene before him. Both his parents were bloodied and dead and his older brother was barely alive. He didn’t understand what happened but he called 911 to save his brother’s life and then he ran away.

For a few months Zane wandered around alone finding odd jobs cleaning where he could just so he could eat every day. He wasn’t always so lucky and he’d have to skip a meal or dig around in the trash just so he could survive. This caused him in turn to develop mysophobia. What little money he did get he would always make sure he had at least some hand sanitizer. It got so bad that he would feel like he was going to throw up when he had to dig for food. Eventually he came across a recruitment flyer for the Star Horizon Space Station that everyone has been talking about. He noticed one of the many jobs that was on there was a dedicated Custodian. This was perfect for him he could get a decent job, be feed, and he would get away from all his problems and start a new life. When he finally got on board the space station it was like a dream come true for him. It was almost a completely sterile environment, and believe it or not, with some hard work, he got the station cleaner role he had hoped for. People around the station were a bit different than Zane was used to though. Some of them even started to call him Mr. Clean even though he didn’t really like that name very much cause it felt more like an insult than praise. Of course his biggest secret he kept to himself. He absolutely didn’t want anyone to find out that he was gay. There was an apparent problem to that plan though. One of the facility medics, Conner Briggs, was heavenly in his eyes. In several ways Conner reminded Zane of Anthony. His smile alone was enough to send shivers down his spine. To compound the problem he was an incredibly attractive looking man that probably bench pressed hospital tables for a work out. It was physical painful to be around him especially during the monthly check ups. Zane would get so nervous being around him it would feel like he was going to pass out, but regardless of how he felt, he maintained his composure and refused to act on those feelings to keep his secret and emotions safe. There was an incident a few weeks before everyone went into cryogenic sleep that cause Zane to be completely terrified of the Artificial Persons aboard the Star Horizon. He was nearly killed by an A.P unit from engineering, who suspiciously attacked him during the late hour when he was conducting his duty around the station. The particular unit was later deactivated. But Zane couldn't forget about the incident. Doctor Briggs was the first person he saw when he woke up from the attack, and all he could do was cry because he felt like it was Earth all over again for him.

Just before going into cryogenic sleep he had finished recovering from the attack and was hearing all kinds of weird rumors that were coming from the Station. He didn’t make anything out of it but people were disappearing and he was a little worried. That worry didn’t really bother him since he had spent a lot of time in the infirmary with the resident medic.

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[CurvyKitten]

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[Iejir]

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[Chreestafer]

Face Claim: Weston Boucher
Character Name: Christopher Phoenix
Nicknames & Alias: Tristyn Bishop
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pan - Curious
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Role/Job: Engineer
Starting Inventory: Utility Bag: something given to him on his first day.  Utility Multitool (the kind that has pliers, screwdrivers and knives)
Personality Traits: Quiet, Anxious, Quick thinker
Hobbies & Interest: Reading, one of the first things he did before leaving for the station was pack away as many books as he could.  Some are relics in this day and age.  Being left alone to his duties (fixing, regular maintenance)
Pet peeves: Being interrupted while reading.  Over crowded areas.  Rude people.  Abuse towards women.  Uncontrolled Fires
Habits & Mannerisms: He tends to clutch at the small silver cross about his neck quiet often as he looks behind himself as if someone is there.
Distinguishing Figures: Burn marks over his neck and left pectoral, however they are covered by religious tattoos telling a tell of the end of days.  Green eyes that held a slight sheen to them.
Character Fears: Fire, Being alone in the dark for to long.
Secrets: ...SHHHH...

Strengths & Weaknesses [Points system]
20 Points Only! Spend wisely.

Strength : 3
Will / Tenacity: 3
Dexterity: 2
Agility / Stamina / Athleticism: 4
Combat : 3
Weaponry: 2
Intelligence / Knowledge: 3


Bio: Christopher grew up a poor kid in St. Mary's Orphanage in Downtown Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.  He was left on the door step as a child since the times were changings and most everyone's eyes were pointed upward at the stars.  Growing up the nuns would always have Chris doing odds and ends about the Church and the Orphanage.  This caused the urge to understand how things worked.  A young technician was in the making, often tinkering with things when he could to see how they maneuvered and what created their abilities to do such.  However, he often found himself slipping away to hid in the rather large library.  He often got in trouble for this as he would read by candle light and the nuns always warned him to watch it as the books were very old and could catch very easily.  Around the age of 17 he'd learn that fact all to easily.  He was almost old enough to move out on his own, learning to hop from job to job picking even more skills fixing what he could with the knowledge he held.  One night a fire broke out in the orphanage, engulfing it completely.  Chris was severely burnt across the chest and arm, yet what was worse was a few people actually died in the fire.  He awoke in a hospital chained to the bed, he was wanted for questioning, the officers thinking he did it and that he even burnt it all on purpose. 

Escaping wasn't that hard.  Yet trying to live life without being seen for what you were was harder.  Jobs became harder to find as most wanted to background check.  At first he was often questioned about the burns that lingered on his flesh.  It was obviously something he didn't want to speak about.  Years passed and he went from just making it to being homeless on the street.  It was by luck or heavens grace that he found the flyer seeking employment with the space programs for the station on the edge of the unknown.  It was a fresh start, something new he could grow to love.  Chris wouldn't be on earth anymore, he wouldn't be sought after by the authorities and could make an honest living in peace.  Just a few issues, he needed a new name and needed to hide the scars.  The tattoos came easy and cheap, doing off the book favors of fixing things for them.  To honor the nuns who had given him so much, he inked the image of the book of revelations on his skin, his favorite section of the bible. 

The second part was the difficult one.  The new identity.  It took him almost a year of back alley deals, retina changes and license changing, yet like his former ser name, Tristyn Bishop was born from the ashes of Christopher.  The days between then and now were a blur as he lay in his cryogenic bed, awaiting for his slumber to take hold of him.  When he would awake next, he would be in the farthest known points of outer space.  Rumors darted about from his time elsewhere training to hone his skills to be applicable to space crafts, something big was going on up there.  Yet his vision wasn't set on the tasks in front of him.  Chris, or should I say Tristyn, kept looking behind him, for fear of being found out for what he really was.


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