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[Kel Riever]

First, you might repost your character in the thread 'Character Directory: Into the Beyond'

Then post up in '(OOC)RP: Into the Beyond' 

The person running that is The Red Shadow and I'm sure you'll get a response there about how to get your character in. 

Of course the thread for that is '®: Into the Beyond'  so you could start reading that in the meantime.  It just began so you certainly don't have far to catch up on

[Kel Riever]

What's Babe Wearing?

Head:  No covering.  Simply flowing, golden coifs of shoulder length hair
Neck:  Barely visible under her open collar but wears a pure white, cotton kerchief tied snuggly around her neck.
Jacket: Napoleonic era French light artillery 'tunic' - a dark blue long tailed surtout with lapel closed by 7 brass buttons, red-fringed epaulettes, red cuffs, and an otherwise blue collar piped with red.  This jacket is accessoried by two white leather baldrics, worn in a cross pattern (forming an X)
Top:  Unable to be seen beneath her military jacket, but wears a white strapless cotton cropped tank top
Legs:  White, form-fitting trousers with metal studs lining the outside of each leg
Belt:  A white sabre-briquet, holding a universal repair tool instead of a weapon in a black, brass tipped 'scabbard' or case
Footwear:  black cavalier boots, folded over at the top, but worn above the knee to near mid-thigh
Accessories:  Diamond stug earrings, medium weight chains are wrapped over the jacket, around each forearm elbow to cuff, more chains hang loosely from her waist with the sabre-briquet

[Kel Riever]

TEAM BOOM

   

Name:  Mira T’Riel



Species:  Asari
Sex: Monogender
Age: 185
Occupation:  Commando/Adept
Powers/Capabilities: Biotics: Warp, Throw, Stasis, Hvy Biotic Blast, Biotic Dash
Weapons:  Disciple
Personality:  Smart, collaborator, virtuous, responsible
Alias/Codename/Nickname:  Textbrain
Physical Appearance:  Slightly below average height, light blue skin, zircon colored eyes, no facial markings.  Commando leathers are white and light green.
Physical Profile:  Athletic with a focus on aerobic fitness, lean
Personal Biography:  Born on Thessia, Mira comes from a small, loving family, with little in the way of material goods, and devoted to the Siarist religion.  An academic, she found the calling of the military and service to appeal to her altruistic nature.  She has seen the hard side of things through her experience as a commando, but her resilient personality remains unshaken by these events.  Of note, the loss of her arm in combat has been a challenge she is on a path to overcome.
Psychological Profile:  Centers herself in her religion for her guidance, is mostly entertained by quiet activities such as being an active reader and study of history, flustered by eccentric personalities and unusual situations, though inwardly curious about such things.  Mira is socially naïve, but desires to learn more, as is her way.

Name:  Jenus Stasia



Species:  Asari
Sex: Monogender
Age: 183
Occupation:  Commando/Vanguard
Powers/Capabilities: Biotics: Charge, Nova, Lift Grenades Hvy Biotic Blast, Biotic Dash.  She has stasis but at a minimal level
Weapons:  Disciple
Personality:  Brazen, loyal, superjock
Alias/Codename/Nickname: -
Physical Appearance:  Slightly above average height, bold purple skin, black eyes, two facial markings, reminiscent of eye black, on her upper cheeks.  Attractive but hard looking.  Commando leathers are black and red.
Physical Profile:  Top level all-around athlete, the best general athlete on the team, exudes a formidable physique
Personal Biography:  Jenus came from a struggling family from Chalkhos and is an only child.  Her father was a volus merchant, she has no family members in the military prior to her.  A self-made asari, she could have competed in interplanetary sports as she is that talented athletically, but she has always seen herself in the military, and as a Commando for life.  Part of her life now is a wild and thrilling relationship with Irina, convenient as the two are together.  There are likely to be bumps and bruises on the way, but the two have something for each other that endures.
Psychological Profile:  Jenus has been the kind, until recently, to cause problems.  Aggression is met with more aggression and she often verbally challenges her seniors within the rules.  She has been combative, self-centered, and always establishing a pecking order amongst her peers.  Conversely, she can be a lot of fun for those who have tough personalities, who like challenges, who team play when push comes to shove, and who like to pass brags back and forth. 
Jenus has had to rise to the occasion of being a leader in Mira’s absence.  It has been difficult for her to absorb qualities that are not within her domain of personality.  But she is dedicated, in the end, and bit-by-bit she is coming around.  She may never change her style, but she has found ways to make her style more acceptable to others.  There’s hope that while she may never be a Mira, she’ll make a solid commander in the end.

Name:  Iole Akros



Species:  Asari
Sex: Monogender
Age: 180
Occupation:  Commando/Special Roles
Powers/Capabilities:  General combat engineering skills, paramedic skills, advanced knowledge of small arms and personal armor, minimal biotics, superb martial artist and excellent marksmanship.
Weapons:  Hellbringer, Holdout Pistol
Personality:  Friendly, impulsive, ‘Girl next door’
Alias/Codename/Nickname: Goldie
Physical Appearance:  Average height, blue skin, very distinct shining golden eye color, matched with skin markings like flecks of gold all over her body.  Commando leathers are navy and gold.
Physical Profile:  Athletic, well-rounded
Personal Biography:  Born a spacer, Iole has a decent, and loving family.  Her father was turian, and she has one younger sibling who is a bit of a princess but they get along well.  Growing up, Iole developed a great love for asari professional jet bike racing, and she has learned to ride, though she is no pro.  The military life isn’t something Iole considered to be permanent, but it was a good option for her at the time.  After passing minimal biotics tests but proving to be highly talented in technical examinations, the Republics had a need for her service.
Over her past 30 years as a Commando, many things come naturally to Iole even if biotics do not.  She has a love for all things technical, particularly firearms.  Iole is also a competent jack-of-all-trades engineer, and has even proved her competency in medicine.  Carrying a squad heavy weapon, Iole provides critical roles that other Commandos often cannot fill with one single individual.
Since she met Frank Eli, she’s fallen in love with him.  His personal peculiarities have endeared her to him, rather than driven her away.  The culmination of the affection resulting in her running away, and subsequent return has affirmed her feelings for him, and a desire to pursue them in a way that works out for the long term.
Psychological Profile:  A bit of a regimen cheater and party girl, Iole can be impulsive and likes to have her fun.  She is very social and outgoing, and is easily liked.  There is a great desire for fairness on her part.  Iole is easily swayed less by people and more by ideas.  She is also not afraid to speak her mind, but often someone has to really get under her skin for her to do it in anger.

Name:  Tallis Duolon



Species:  Asari
Sex: Monogender
Age: 177
Occupation:  Commando/Barrier Sentinel
Powers/Capabilities: Biotics: Enhanced Barrier, Biotic Sphere, Hvy Biotic Blast, Biotic Dash
Weapons:  Claymore, Carnifex
Personality:  Silly, Expressive, Follower
Alias/Codename/Nickname: -
Physical Appearance:  Slightly below average height, purple skin, bright blue eyes, dark blue facial markings.  Commando leathers are magenta.
Physical Profile:  Athletic with a focus on anaerobic fitness, compact and powerful
Personal Biography:  A native of Trategos, Tallis was born with a neural disorder that causes a fundamental communication disability.  Unlike most asari, she cannot initiate a meld.  And whether it is associated with the disorder physiologically or purely psychologically, Tallis has a compulsion to say sentences twice, back to back.  The rare condition has no known cure, and often leads to not only social stigma, but also a general prejudice due to seeing someone with the disorder as incompetent.
Tallis manages to communicate with expressiveness and the use of gestures, often relying on charade like games to assist her in conveying a message.
With two parents who cared for her very much, Tallis is an only child, and was assisted throughout her education.  It is an odd occurrence for someone like her to be admitted into a military program, but Tallis’ mother is well connected, and has always been determined to have her lead a normal life.  As such, the Republics designed a special program for Tallis to test and qualify for the Commandos.  It has been an effort that has paid off well.  Tallis is a formidable Barrier expert, and a quintessential, if the youngest, member of her team.




Psychological Profile:  Tallis is an emoticon.  Almost always living in the present, Tallis is extremely forgiving, and tends to see the best in others.  This doesn’t mean she is entirely naïve, but it does mean that often her teammates have saved her from missteps.  One quizzical trait of Tallis is her undesired penchant to court bad luck.  If something bad happens, it tends to happen to Tallis first.  For such an ill-fated individual, it is surprising that she is of such high spirits. 
Tallis tends to follow the lead of others, and the dominant voice.  Her moods and goals are malleable in regards to these.  Therefore, it is often best to surround Tallis with those who will look after her, and treat her well, as she will likely gravitate to and act like those who are in her immediate surrounding.  

[MrStoob]

Character Name: Sha'li Cha'se Williams

 

Species: Asari

 

Sex: Duh

 

Age: 38

 

Occupation: None

 

Biotic: Yes

 

Biotic Powers:  Minimal

 

Tech Powers: N/A

 

Combat Powers: Small arms

 

Weapons Carried: Pistol, if mum lets her and only if necessary

 

Weapons Owned: None

 

Ammunition Type: N/A

 

Basic Appearance: At 38 years, Sha'li is still relatively young but her mother insisted on a recent visit to the stores to purchase some 'support'.

 

Personality: Already taking after her mother, Sha'li seeks to assist the galaxy where she can.  Due to her age, she can be quite stand-offish and petulant; and pouty.

Edit (because this section was weak):

Sha'li has an insight into galactic politics and society, having assisted Liara with her work when they needed to power down Glyph to save resources.  She can see that because of ancient genetic/societal meddling by the Prothean Empire and no doubt by many species before in many cycles, there is no 'us and them' between the species, just 'us'.  Sha'li finds the bickering counter-productive and quite intolerable, which boils to the top during a hearing to decide Williams' custody.

 

Brief History: Found cowering in a med-bay by Ashley Williams, the toddler Sha'li was saved from a slaver ship by the Normandy crew during the Sovereign campaign.  Sha'li's aunt was later saved from a batarian slaver holding ship, discovered due to a bond that she and Ashley formed and the Alliance marine's desire to help the unfortunate young asari.  In the Reaper Wars, Sha'li's parents are killed on Illium and little Sha'li was found wandering the ruins by Conrad Verner as he attempted to evacuate the children from his orphanage.  During the assault at Sol, Sha'li was aboard an asari vessel which was originally destined for Thessia, but this was made impossible by the loss of the asari homeworld and the orphans remained aboard for the assault.  Sha'li made a fuss when she saw the Normandy's shadow painted on the scans and after a radio conversation with acting Commander Williams, the young asari was transferred to the ship before the crew escaped into the night to plant Liara's beacons of hope.  Ashley Williams now acts as her mother.

 

Other Notes: It transpires that 'Auntie Momo' (Modenia) whom Ashley saved to bring a smile to Sha'li's face was in fact her father, making Sha'li a 'pureblood'.  While they can only speculate, it is assumed by Ashley and Sha'li that this was kept a secret to protect Sha'li from the intolerance that she might experience.

 

Edit: Updated Sha'li's age.  You know, it's sort of forgiveable to get such things wrong when referring to an existing character but for an OC?  Sorry, Sha'li.  

[Kel Riever]

Wow, Mr. Stoob if we could get you back into doing some fiction with us that would be awesome.

[Cknarf]

"Spirits, no! Then I'd actually have to do some real work again!"

 

Character Name: Daliax "Dax" Gavian

Species: Turian

Sex: Female

Age: 43

 

Occupation: Council Spectre (semi-retired.)

Weapons: Whatever she feels like. Often seen with Krysae Anti-Materiel rifle.

Powers: Depends on her gear.

 

Appearance/Personality:

 

Skin tone: Tan

Eye color: Light blue

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 197 lb

 

Facial markings: Removed for work purposes early in her career. Faint scarring hints at asymmetrical markings on the left side only.

 

Armor is fabulously purple in color, with a metallic finish.

 

Daliax has had a long, successful career with the council, although her appearance would lead one to believe otherwise. She is missing her left eye, which she keeps covered with a plain black patch. She has a number of synthetic body parts, including her left hand and forearm, left leg from the knee down, and her right leg, which is completely artificial.

 

Her replacements were top-of-the line when they were fitted, but after nearly fifteen years of use, they are beginning to show their age. Her out of spec parts have reduced her mobility, but she is more than capable of fighting if necessary. Her parts, originally intended to get her back in the fight as quickly as possible, are now keeping her out of it. And she's totally fine with that.  The council has offered on multiple occasions to either have her parts upgraded, or have new ones grown, but she has refused each time.**

 

Daliax is incredibly easy going for a spectre. She has grown used to a relatively normal life at her council-provided home on Sanves. Her hobbies include: Watching TV, gardening, and shooting really big animals with even bigger guns.  When she is hassled by game wardens for her sometimes illegal activities, she simply tells them to "pound sand." because, spectre authority.

 

**Updated: Dax has finally agreed to an upgrade, and is once again in fighting shape. Mostly. She's been pretty lazy the bast 15 years, and needs a little work. Her cybernetic replacements are an exact match to her skin tone, but have a gloss like finish that makes them stand out slightly.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Commander Timoshenko

 

 

Class: Soldier

 

Weapons: Hurricane X; Phalanx X; Grenades

 

Yeah, this guy is going with us. We need a guide. He's been down there one more time than we have. Okay he was an assh*le once, but you know the Alliance. Never been out of Alliance space, and you heard Sgt Gardiner. "Seems kind of cannibalistic with them tentacle heads and all." So there's that.

 

We don't need a detailed background. Just that he's there.

[MrStoob]

Commander Timoshenko

 

 

Class: Soldier

 

Weapons: Hurricane X; Phalanx X; Grenades

 

Yeah, this guy is going with us. We need a guide. He's been down there one more time than we have. Okay he was an assh*le once, but you know the Alliance. Never been out of Alliance space, and you heard Sgt Gardiner. "Seems kind of cannibalistic with them tentacle heads and all." So there's that.

 

We don't need a detailed background. Just that he's there.

Does he wear a red shirt?  

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Specialist Cascian

 

 

Race: Turian

 

Sex: Female

 

Age: 22

 

Rank: Specialist (Corporal)

 

Occupation: Janiri Shuttle Bay Technician & Mechanic

 

Biotics: None

 

Combat Skills: Basic - Phaeston, Pistol, & Grenades

 

History: Prior to service, worked in her father's pit crew when he raced Cisons. She has a photographic memory and can fix about anything. And she knows racing strategy.

 

Personality: She's strong, direct. She doesn't hold back. She's also honest and a hard worker. The rest we'll fill in as needed.

[Cknarf]

*BUMP* lol.

 

No, not really. I'm actually adding a character this time. Kinda sorta. His appearance at the track wasn't supposed to be anything more than a cameo of sorts, but then I got a wild hare up my ass. In my haste to remove it, I mistakenly pulled out a post. Maybe he'll make a good bad guy. Maybe not. Regardless, here he goes.

 

 

"I've got a little something for everyone..."

 

Mr. Taetrus

 

Species: Turian

Sex: Male

Age: ?

Occupation: 'Entrepreneur'

 

Appearance

 

Height: 6'4

Weight: 225

Skin tone: Black

Eye color: Yellow

Facial markings: None

 

More later, maybe, if I feel like it.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

 

 

Margot Whitaker

 

Human

 

Age 62; Height 5'5"

 

Occupation: Leader Cerberus Science Division

 

Cerberus is divided into three cells: The Science Cell; Political Cell; and the Military Cell. There are about 150 operatives divided among them. The operatives do not include staff. Margot is head of the Science Cell.

 

Personality: Pragmatic; loyal; manipulative; highly intelligent.

 

Likes: Cats – she has a black cat named (Bahgeera). Order. Obedience.

 

Dislikes: Torture.

 

She tends to comfort valuable research subjects after they’ve undergone painful experiments, explaining to them that she herself has undergone augmentation and genetic alteration. Progress does not happen without a price. She would not ask anything of them that she has not asked of herself at one time. And asks them the question: would you not want to be something greater?

 

She will be Henry Lawson’s direct supervisor. 

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Faed'Vells nar Ketsa addendum

 

During a mission suffered a mortal injury that shredded his suit and caused a near fatal infection. Legion used one of Faed's cybernetic implants and downloaded his hardware nanoclusters into him to act as Faed's immune system. The two are now joined. Legion still has to complete his mission, and Faed has a new mission. Faed has acquired combat skills via Legion, but Legion must take control to use them with proficiency. Faed is the primary personality.

 

Combat skills: Tactical Scan, Combat Drone, AI Hacking, Geth Shield Boost, Tactical Cloak. 

Weapons: M-98 Widow, Geth Plasma SMG, Predator Pistol.

Vulnerability: EMP - this will cause Legion's nano-clusters to shut down thus eliminating his immune system. Solution - get him back aboard the ship so they can be rebooted via one of his cybernetic implants.

[Kel Riever]

I'll add it to his description.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Hailot Wrund and Weyrloc Kragg (right to left)

 

 

Hailot Wrund

 

Your typical blowhard Krogan boss. He has a green crest. Manipulative, but very short sighted. Thinks only of his own gain. He’s concerned about retaining power on the planet, and has taken it upon himself to wage war against corporate interests rather than negotiate. Having alienated every ally he’s had he brought in the Bloodpack to fight and drive out Sonax forces alongside his Forsworn.

 

Truth told he is a coward, but he can talk a good game as long as someone else is doing the fighting. He uses proxies to carry out his will. He is highly charismatic, and is now missing part of his left forearm (Cerberus Daily News). But it was lost in battle and gives him something to show that he fought against the evil Sonax. He has a prosthetic arm that’s been bolted to his bones that gives him a retractable “riot shield” in battle.

 

The war is almost at an end, but T’sarius has returned and challenged him in the ways of old. Wrund cannot refuse this challenge lest he look like the coward he is.

 

Abilities: Carnage; Riot Shield; Rage; Inferno Grenade; Headbutt; Heavy Melee; Krogan Charge; Shield Bash.

 

Weapon: Revenant

 

Weyrloc Kragg (Krannt) – 

 

We don’t need to know much about him except that he’s big. He’s bad. He’s a mook.

 

Abilities: Concussive Shot; Incendiary Ammo; Krogan Berserker; Fortification.

 

Weapon: Graal Spikethrower.

[TheMajonese]

'Jona'

 

Name: unknown

 

Race: human

 

Age: 20

 

Sex: Female

 

Physical Appearance: Jona is quite short (1,68m) and thin. Her skin is rather pale and there are small scars on the back of her head that are mostly covered by her long, blue dyed hair that looks somewhat unkempt. Most of the time she wears a black head scarf that covers her head, her clothes all seem old and worn through. 

 

Background: Jona was born on Omega but both her parents died very shortly after that. The girl was raised by her grandfather in a very small apartment in one of the poorest parts of the station. Since her grandfather could barely speak due to his high age and disease that weakened him further, Jona can't remember her real name and never recieved a proper education. At the age of five, Jona spent most of her time in the streets, either begging for money or stealing food and other things she and her grandfather needed since he was unable to leave their apartment any longer on his own. A year after that, he died in their apartment. Unsure what to do and without anyone left who could take care of her, the girl left her home to live in the streets.

 

For the next few years, Jona never stayed in the same area of Omega for long and survived by living as a thief. Even though the thievery and her natural curiosity often brought her into trouble, she always managed to get out of it without getting caught.

 

When she was ten, she often met with other homeless children to play in the streets. Since she didn't know her real name, she recieved several names and nicknames but decided to keep 'Jona'. One day, she was involved in an accident and got hit by a crashing skycar. Jona survived the accident but due to her severe injuries to the head, she was in a coma that she didn't came out of for more than five years. The doctors in the hospital she was in had no hope that she would recover but to everyone's surprise, she eventually woke up.

 

She is now working as a waitress in a bar run by a krogan and spent the last years after her recovery to determine how she wanted to shape her future.