(Human character coming later, but here he is. The humans will only know him as Predator nine, or Nine. He speaks most all languages of the humans through his races, tech. If you want something changed, just bring it up! Thanks for the patience Eve!)Real Name
: T'Shar D'Mar Code Name
: Predator No. 9. AKA "9" Age
: Unknown for certain because the translators often showed T'Shar to be one of few words, but he is on file as being at least 271 years old. His race living often to almost 600 years. He is considered middle age, but those standards, though is enormous compared to regular humans. Gender
: Many assume male cause of his armor and gear placement. Though the truth is always uncertain in the lower mercs minds. Allegiance
: dataDyne Personality
: He is a cold creature, as are most of his kind. He was enormous, standing a solid mound of meat at 7'10", although it was considered average for the males of his kind, and small compared to the much large females. With his size he uses it to keep most humans away from him. Though fellow mercs find him much calmer around them. Giving respect to fellow Predators, in every species. He only cares for the pay which has no value to him at all, but keeping him fed without killing an entire restaurant. He understands the mission, but often he will mind fuck his prey, waiting for them to be terrified beyond compare and then moving into the targets face. The only thing anyone really knows for sure about T'Shar, is he will kill whatever his target is, or protect whatever is assigned. This time he had both. His opinion and attitude towards humans, only the strong were worth his time, male or female. Though he often showed more respect to the women of races than the men. Background
Predator's are a female ran society of great warrior clans. The only thing that the men of their group were used for daily was hunting for food, and scouting missions or in needed cases, to exterminate lower species. The women of each clan dealt with the warring between each other, making the males of clans run the actual society when dealing with the inner workings of the clans. With that known to T'Shar he trained himself as part of the scouting teams. In the care of how T'Shar was brought to be a mercenary, since it was forbidden by his entire planet to kill and fight for money instead of honor, he was known as clanless. This can come about in three ways. First the clan is wiped out by war or weakness or by the Great warrior Mother of the entire planet. She would rarely, but has in the past, wiped clans from the face of the planet for a grave insult or dereliction of the laws in her 429 years of rule, the longest ruling Warrior Mother to date. The second, was the event of an entire clan exiling one of their own out of fear, anger, or order of the Warrior Mother.
Lastly, in the event of clans mixing bloods, which would be forbidden, either through a female demanding another warrior of another clan, or a idiot male who courts the wrong female. When an offspring is going to born of a separate clans, the three are forced to leave or the female would be bond and beaten and raped by the males clan. The male would be unbound and force to submit to the other men of the the females clan, and be raped by them as well as the females who would use spears, wristblades, legs and arms of killed minor beasts. What ever would cause the most insult and pain, afterward his wrist blade is ripped from his flash causing the Predator to die. The wrist blades for the Predator are their soul and life, if they are removed from a Predator's flesh, their body will never be able to seal the wound and if medicine from any species was introduced, the body would create an auto immune disease as the humans would call it, and treat the medicine as a virus and attack it, ripping the body apart and causing liquidation every organ starting with the least vital.
T'Shar was the cause of the first. While on a scouting mission for his own clan mother, T'shar and his four man team were caught on an off world hunting for beasts to send to the proving. It wasn't until they were ambushed by the creatures who could see through their technology and killed his crew members. Upon returning to the ship, he reported his events to his clan, and the home planet. When he did so he heard back from representatives of the Warrior Mother, but not his clan. We asked, they told him he was clanless now, and would be given a honorable death if he returned. The only way to live in their society was without dishonor, to be clanless, it was the worse insult that any of them could be named. The reasoning for his clan dying was a great battle between them and the last clan of the Brutes. The females of the clan often growing to near eleven feet tall as an average. Their weapons were more crude, keeping plasma out of their tech. Fighting spear and blade only, and at times net guns would be used on the males to keep them. His clan was wiped down to the last child, but in that battle, only three females of the clan survived. Leaving the oldest of the clan alive, meant for a very unlikely chance to have a clan mother who could control all the much more populated males.
T'Shar refused and wished the Warrior Mother to honor his clan for their strength in nearly killing every woman in the opposing clan. She said she would honor it, but refused to allow him to return home, other wise the entire Warrior council would invoke the right of Slavery to claim him as a weak male. He would be raped and used for a personal training dummy for live warrior fighting for females who wished to join the Warrior council, it usually left those who were slaves for this being castrated on the first fight. Then slowly cut piece by piece till dead, it rarely took more than four fights.
In a rage fit of loosing his fellow clansmen to the beasts, and his entire clan, destroyed. T'Shar left to the human races. He felt like some sport, he figured after killing a few people or they would come looking for him and he would then have a true test to earn his death. He never knew the humans who came hunting him weren't offering death, they were offering a contract. Basically a blank contract in terms of his payment. T'Shar was worthless to the Warrior Mother, he accepted their offer, and held back his payment, telling them in their own language. (T'Sahr had many run ins with the human species in hunts. He considered them squishier than most, but their intellect was intriguing, and their abilities as warriors were at times admirable. He learned it was a rare quality.) DataDyne allowed him to continue without payment with glee, but T'shar made it clear he would be supplied with supplies for every mission, and he would never allow a human on his ship without fighting him first. If the man survived, he would allow him to fight with him, but seven dead good agents later, dataDyne let him operate alone.
Though this new mission came with another challenger, T'Shar sighed at the prospect of the idea, his mask off as he sat in his ship, the message from the humans was annoying. Though he had little respect for the suit wearing idiots, the human's as a whole got on his nerves, though he enjoyed the sight of the females being smaller than the men. In his world he was the inferior gender, here with the humans, he was above everyone and as male, considered stronger in his race. Though he never encouraged the rumor that he was male, or even that his race considered males stronger than the women. If the humans only knew of the truth of things. A warrior mother would terrify these beings, they wouldn't understand or know how to handle the true glory of the beast like females of his clan. Skills
: Expert in stalking, hunting, and killing any species of the known worlds. Hand to hand expert, brute strength, fierce warrior instinct to survive most wounds that would kill other beings. Pure perfect instincts and a unique understanding of most languages the humans speak. Weapons
Spear, retracts to 3.5 feet, and extends at full length to 9 feet.
Throwing disk, fast moving steel disk that can hit a target up to 50 yards or so.
Wristblade, goes from barely to his mid claw, to two feet from his fist. He only had one implanted to his flesh. Appearance
:See Photos, lowers is a simple leather like material ragged over his waist to his bare clawed feet. He rarely wears armor over his upper body other than his left shoulder, and he does have the weapons such as a plasma caster, and plasma pistol, but he refuses to use them after being clanless, claiming he lost his right to use them.