I'd like to join, if that is alright?
Name: Dave Sampson
Position: Flight Control Officer
Place of Birth: London, England, Earth
Hair: Brown, kinda messy - looks like he's just got out of bed all the time. He keeps it at a constant length of about 2 inches, cutting it when it gets much longer than this.
Eyes: Brown as well.
Marital Status: Single
Physical Description: He's not skinny, but he's not fat either. There's not any flab on his body at all - but there's not that much muscle either. Lean would be a good word to describe him. He's not the strongest person alive, which is why he keeps out of fights wherever possible. In addition, he's attractive, but not in the traditional way. More like, attractive in a nerdy kind of way. Prefers to stay in his uniform than out of it - his dress sense is otherwise appalling, and at least this way it doesn't show.
Psychological Profile: The main thing to note about Dave is that he is completely overwhelmed by women. Around them, he tends to be pretty nervous, regardless of what is happening - unless he is busy with something, for example, repairing a broken plasma conduit or something; he has no problem then. At least, until the job is complete. He believes himself to be completely unattractive and incapable of ever getting a girlfriend. Secondly, he is intelligent, and knowledgeable in a large number of areas. He once even beat a vulcan at Kal'toh. However, he generally hides this intelligence, preferring to pilot ships - when flying a ship, he loses himself in the job. He becomes a different person, no longer particularly shy. He loves to fly, and has gained a bit of a reputation of a hotshot pilot. Technically one of the best pilots in the fleet, he sometimes feels his talent is underused.
Family History: Not much to say here, his parents were run-of-the-mill scientists, researching something that had no real value on a rarely-visited planet. He joined Starfleet as soon as he could, just to get away from it.
Dave joined the Academy as soon as he could, wanting to explore both the quadrant and his own skills. He did well in every class, even if he wasn't at the top of all of them, and eventually graduated with honours. He was assigned to a deep space mission, as one of the helmsmen, and came back from it several years later as a lieutenant. His piloting skills had saved the ship and crew many times, from threats ranging from sub-space disruptions to Borg Cubes. He was quickly assigned to an intrepid-class cruiser, and once again showed his skill at piloting. Unfortunately, he also picked up a black mark during his time aboard this cruiser, having disobeyed a direct order from the captain in order to steer the ship away from danger. He was court-marshaled, and found to be guilty of disobeying an order from a superior officer. He was stripped of his lieutenant rank and reduced to ensign again. But, he was then promoted in rank again, in recognition of the fact that his actions had saved the crew. He was assigned to Starbase Tesla to keep him busy, but out of the way.
Graduated with Honours.
Distinction in piloting classes.
Distinction in advanced warp field theory classes.
Lowest mark of the class in hand-to-hand combat, but still passed, just.
Official Starfleet Records
Helmsman aboard USS Calvin
-- Promoted to Lieutenant
Helmsman aboard USS Vertigo
Assigned to Starbase Tesla as a Flight Control Officer.
Hobbies Flying ships, reading a book, hanging out in the holodeck.
Other Information None that I can think of, at this minute.