Project M.O.M.O; "Der Wille Zur Macht"

Salvira Ava

Salvira Ava

Death is the Beauty of Life
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Please put all CS in spoilers, thank you.


EDIT: Androids are not part of the race list. They also cannot operate Mecha Units due to the fact they can fight and move through space with ease.


Character Sheets


/Part One/


Name:


Age:20+ {If you can't play as a 20 year old or older, that is probably saying something.}


Gender:


Orientation: {Optional}


Race: {Can be one of the chosen from above. If you are a Cyborg, choose who your organic living part is. Human or humanoid animorph?}


/Want to be creative and impressive? Add a date of birth, a Zodiac, Favorite Gem, etc/


/Part Two/


Personality:


Physical Appearance: {Can be accompanied with a picture and description.}


Mental Stability: {Are you a bit crazy or sane? Why?}


Clothing Routine: {What Do you usually Wear?}


Reason: {Why Are You on the Ship to begin with?}


Biography:


/Want to be creative and impressive? Add a tattoo meaning, an ego(what boosts it?),etc/


/Part Three/


Skills:{What are you good at? Engineering, Historical Research, etc}


Weakness:{Balance Yourself}


Preferred Weapon of Choice: {You do not get a weapon to start out in the game. The GM will assign you one based on your preference}


SI Energy Skill: {Only realians or an Android can have this though very few do. This could be like a healing touch, bending metal, telepathic communications, etc}


Mecha: {Can You Handle One?(Yes/No) The GM will assign you one if you qualify.}


Positions: {What do you do? A Captain's Secondary? An Engineer? etc}


Mecha Application:


Mecha Frame: {You may even name yours as well; Example: Pulse Flight}


Additional Add-On: {Does it have weapons or a special booster pack?}


Dice x 10 = 60 MAX


Speed:


Defense:


Offense:


SI:


 
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/Part One/


Name: Connor McKinley


Age:21


Gender: Male


Orientation: Straight


Race: Well, judging by the robotic arm, and half his head being made of metal, including an eye, I'd say cyborg.


Date of Birth: February 6th


Birth Stone: Amethyst.


Zodiac Sign: Aquarius.


/Part Two/


Personality: Compared to the rest of the crew, he's an angel. He'll help someone out when they need it. He'll smile and tell a good joke. All that good stuff.


Physical Appearance: A giant, standing over six feet tall and weighing around 200 pounds. He prefers to go bald, and whacks what ever hair is growing on his face off immediately. He thinks it's just disturbing how there is such a solid line where hair can and cannot grow.


Mental Stability: Well, considering he already died once before, I would say slightly unstable


Clothing Routine: He usually wears sleeveless shirts to show off his arm and mechanical parts. Baggy pants.


Reason: Crew member


Biography: He grew up in a station. It was wonderful up there, nice people in a nice district. But then again, there was also the worse districts. He grew up in the bad bits. Shortly after he was old enough to walk around, he was a gang banger. Going out, shooting people for his gang. He was part of something bigger. Then he died. It was an attack on a rival gang. Smart bastards had the place rigged. Wire was tripped, bomb blew, and practically the whole left side of his body went missing. He died that day. But he was found in the ditch, and out of pure luck he was put into a testing facility and made into what he is today. Banshee got her fingers into him when she robbed the place in search for something, what that thing was is never revealed to him.


/Part Three/


Skills: I am heavy weapons expert.


Weakness: What's that? A stealth mission? Here, let me just grab my rocket launcher. Oh? The door is locked but all we have to do is swipe a card that we already have? Stand back, planting c4. You get the idea.


Weapon: Blaster Cannon.





Strength: (1) It's power is capable of leaving holes in walls and mechas, even one hit K-O in smaller enemies. Stunning larger ones. (2Special) AOE Blast. This covers a large area and nearly destroys the area, it is to be used with caution.


Weakness: (1) The cannon can only be used once every {2 Phases} (2) Due to it's heavy burden, it can be a burden on long travels. You may not be able to bring your weapon at all times if time call for it. (Special) This can only be used every {7 Phases}. Players are unable to be near the area of effect, and after use you must wait {2Phases} to use regular attacks.


*While the cannon has many weaknesses you can use your cannon physically towards enemies. There are even chances to miss when attacking.


Mecha: Sure, looks easy enough


Positions: Officially, gunner.


Mech


Model: C-B1


How he got it: He didn't get it 100% legally. You see, he won it in a bet. But the other party wasn't going to pay up. You know how that is, they don't have the money and all that. So, Connor had to take something else. That something was the C-B1. But the dirty rat wouldn't give it to him. Connor got angry, and sort of lost it. When he calmed down, he had the C-B1, and it had a new blood stain.


Strengths and Weaknesses:


+ High damage output


+ High armor rating


+ Wide variety of heavy weapons, from missiles to bullets.


- Slow


- High reload time


- Can be spotted a mile out (over exaggeration, but if you can't see coming, let alone feel it shaking the ground, it your blind.)


Description:





Ah, look at it. Isn't it marvelous? Standing over most other mechs at nearly 15', this thing will certainly knock down that wall for you. On it's back is a large array of cooling systems to keep the guns from over heating, and to keep the pilot, and engine, cool while in combat. With one high explosive mini-missile pods, six in each pod, he can lock onto other mechs with a high heat signature and send the missiles away. And the two rather large guns, one over his shoulder and the other under his arm, can effectively put holes in just about anything except full blown space ships. The heat signature has a small radius of detection, requiring the target to be anywhere between 100 yards and him.


General Use: Combat.


Other: Connor has painstakingly added small details onto his mech. Some of these including, but not limited to, a rather nice looking female being on it's right (gun) arm. An Asian dragon winding around the midsection, with it's head covering the cockpit, and a 'How's my driving?' sticker right on it's mechanical bottom.


Speed: 50


Defense: 90


Offense: 70
 
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/Part One/


Name:


Evan 'Tahoma' Zhujiao

Age:


23

Gender:


Male

DOB:


December 17th

Orientation:


Heterosexual

Race:


Cyborg
Left Eye: Mechanical

Right Eye: Human

Teeth: Human

Spine: Mechanical

Left Lung: Mechanical

Right Lung: Mechanical

Heart: Artificial

1st Rib: Human

2nd Rib: Human

3rd Rib: Mechanical

4th Rib: Human

5th Rib: Human

6th Rib: Mechanical

7th Rib: Mechanical

8th Rib: Mechanical

9th Rib: Human

10 Rib: Human

11 Rib: Mechanical

12 Rib: Mechanical

Left Shoulder: Mechanical

Right Shoulder: Human

Left Arm: Mechanical

Right Arm: Mechanical

Left Hand: Mechanical

Right Hand: Mechanical

Left Kidney: Human

Right Kidney: Human

Left Leg: Mechanical

Right Leg: Human

Left Foot: Mechanical

Right Foot: Human

Brain: Stimulator



/Part Two/


Personality:


Evan is pretty calm, and relaxed, he never likes a hard situation. He also tries to keep a low profile, trying not to be known and figured out, which makes him nervous. An he also is very timid, he likes to doubt about everything, making him more nervous. But due to that weird nature, he is also unpredictable, he can be nervous as hell and still keep a nice trick in hand.

Physical Appearance:


A medium-sized man standing at 5' 4"4 weighing at 146 Pounds. He prefers having scruffy hair over bald, because showing his head to everyone is weird. Evan has Dark-Brown Coffee Hair with pale light skin, followed by emerald-green eyes.

Mental Stability:


Well, let's say that he's strolling until he gets shot everywhere and almost dies. Hmm... How would that make anyone feel good, well Evan is the definition of that, he is calm as hell.

Clothing Routine:


Evan wears rather non-flashy clothes, hiding his mechanical part and wearing anything that can carry a lot! Like Cargo Pants.

Reason:


Well, he is an engineer, so he was invited through a long and stern talking to. "You are invited to the ship, what do you say?" The man says. "Hell yeah!" Evan replies. Such a talk.

Biography:


Evan has a hard time explaining his backstory, saying he had a younger brother but than he died, Evan never says the reason. And he always says he never had proper parents to parent he and his brother so Evan had to take care of his brother, quite the pain.




/Part Three/


Skills:


Shooting // Engineering // Fighting

Weakness:


Idiot // Not Strategic // EMP's // 70 Caliber Bullets // Anything that strikes the Head

Preferred Weapon of Choice:

Sniper Rifle

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Weakness: (1) Due to their incredible power, it takes time for the gun to reload. {1 Phase} (2) Due to the unlimited supply, the gun you carry is heavy and can be a burden on long travels. You may not be able to bring your weapon at all times if time call for it. (3) The blast cannon can only be used every {5 Phases} (4) Despite your remaining brain fragments, you must advise to the Captains Orders during Mass Assaults.



SI Energy Skill:


With his Left Eye being Mechanical, it has a boosted eyesight, meaning it can zoom in, zoom out, an Enhanced Motion Tracker and that's it. It's weakness however is that it can't track farther than 500 meters.

Mecha:


Maybe (That means Yes.)

Positions:

Engineer

 

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/Part One/

Name:

Cosette Derosiers

Age:

22

Gender:

Female

Orientation:

Bisexual (Hetero-leaning)

Race:

Human

Date of Birth:

September 7th

Horoscope:

Libra

/Part Two/

Personality:

Cosette Derosier. A unique name, given to Cosette by her father in an attempt to shape her personality. Translated literally, it means "Small thing from the rose bush." Meek. Head in the clouds. Vapid. Safe. In need of protection. Essentially, her Mother.

Cosette does not fit this whole definition. The girl has a tendency to be cocky, bordering on arrogant. Her tenacity in getting her way can be lead to dramatic outbursts, but she rarely intends to necessarily offend- Cosette sees her way of doing something, what she believes is obviously the right way and anybody who disagrees must be too stupid to come to the correct conclusion. The girl has been referred to as bitch more than a few times. She lives by one sacred philosophy- If something is worth doing, it's worth being the best at it. She is not afraid to put in long hours to perfect the barrel of her laser cannon, nor is she afraid to spend twice as long seeking out praise for her efforts. Cosette does not feel the need to excel at everything, instead preferring to dedicate herself to a specific group of studies and skills.

An unfortunate side effect of her tenacity is a certain proneness to jealousy. While it's rare, when somebody enters her life that bests her in one of her sources of pride, Cosette will feel a strong sense of anger. While others conflicted with the same personality trait may cry or look for excuses or evidence of foul play, Cosette will quietly huff and spend hours until she feels she can at least match her "competitor." This jealousy is perhaps the cause of many of her greatest triumphs as an Engineer.

Cosette's personality goes much deeper than her seemingly tough exterior. Inside, she is a typical young woman. Questioning herself at every move, not knowing what her beliefs are and what matters to her and why. Instead of sorting out these problems, she buries them in charts and graphs and schematics. These feelings well up beyond the pages, occasionally and lead to what can only be called meltdowns. Often lasting up to a three hours, lots of crying, screaming and striking of inanimate objects are involved. To face these concerns, she must first come to terms that she has problems at all. A daunting task.

In conversation, Cosette is nice enough. Not particularly bubbly or sweet, just nice. When she feels comfortable with a person, a sharp wit will reveal itself. The woman is typical in this respect.

Physical Appearance:

While Cosette certainly has her head out of the rose bush, she certainly lives up to her first name. Barely measuring at 5'2 and a clean 100 pounds, the girl is far from the largest thing wandering the galaxy. She is thin with a fair complexion with lightly curled blonde hair often pulled into a somewhat loose ponytail. Her most striking features are her ocean blue eyes, slightly magnified by the frames of her olive shaped glasses. Not particuarily striking to look at, but far from ugly.

For every invention that Cosette has programmed, built or smashed to completion, some remnant remains on her body. Not intentionally, of course, but when somebody is dedicated to their craft something as petty as physical appearance might start to be less... thought about. The tips of her fingers are slightly tanned from the heat of various tools and components, the thumb of her right hand crushed slightly from poorly aimed hammer strikes and her left arm slightly stronger from endless hours of twisting wrenches. These slight alterations are evidence of her devotion, only visible on close inspection but a small point of pride for Cosette.

Much more interesting than Cosette's physical body is the way she augments it. Cosette is not a cyborg. All of her natural body parts are in place and intact. There are other augmentations and tools Cosette is familiar with, but these two are the only ones she uses with any frequency. While she is familiar with and having used many different enhancement-gadgets, she has found herself in a bit of a tough position and only has access to two of them.
  • Heuristic Extensible Nose-Mounted Revolving Yodeler (H.E.N.R.Y)


A small computer mounted to Cosette's glasses that shows a display on the LCD lenses. Connected to Cosette's most advanced piece of tech, the glasses communicate with her brain using a very specific series of flashing lights and sounds to briefly override her arms in order to shoot with impossible precision. The primary function of H.E.N.R.Y is to provide a simple display of Cosette's vital signs, location and clock and communicate that information with a robotic voice.The computer is also modular, with three ports for any additional components Cosette may manufacture. H.E.N.R.Y was not mass produced, and Cosette built and wears the only one in existence.

  • Helpo


Much less interesting than H.E.N.R.Y, Helpo is a simple airborne robot. Helpo is a small, spherical winged robot with a set of mechanical claws for gripping. It has an extremely rudimentary AI, with the most advanced task being drawing out schematics on paper. Generally, his tasks are limited to tightening screws and toggling switches. Mostly a novelty.






Mental Stability:

Despite Cosette's tendency to have her mind clouded by jealousy, she is mostly sane. Childish, perhaps, but sane.

Clothing Routine:

Cosette's range of outfits is pretty simple, usually khaki pants and a simple fluid stained shirt and jacket.

Reason:

Cosette is simply seeking a home. She does not have a tragic past, just a youthful feeling of wanderlust.

Biography:

​



Cosette's childhood was fairly simple, if not somewhat tedious. She grew up in a Federation research colony devoted to the study of potentially valuable minerals floating in the distinctly purple waters of Kepler-62f. Using a surprisingly simple buoyancy system, the Colony had been established when Lost Jerusalem was relevant by a primitive organization called NASA.


The Colony, being very old had developed into a sprawling floating city constructed by minerals dredged from the ocean floor or gathered from rocks that wandered into their atmosphere from deeper reaches of space. While technically being Federation territory, the amount of valuable research and the age of the colony allowed the government of the colony to negotiate a laissez-faire approach in terms of Federation policing. This allowed an Autocratic government to take root, with one purpose- Keeping the Governor alive. Part of the original founding crew, the Governor's lifespan has been expanded near infinitely by the technology developed by his people.


Cosette was born to be a scientist. Her role was assigned by the Governor, as it was to most other children. She thrived in this environment, having access to the best education possible. But she always felt a small sense of boredom, and a larger sense of wanderlust. With a kiss on her cheek by her parents and every intention to return, Cosette signed onto a freight shuttle and maintained their equipment for awhile.


Life in deep space is hard, though, and bad things can happen. A rouge pirate vessel attacked and took the cargo ship in order to sell their valuable wares to enemies of the Federation. Cosette managed to revive a dead escape pod, and floated alone in her windowless tube for two weeks surviving on rations and the company of Helpo before being picked up by Zea and joining the crew.



/Part Three/

Skills:

Cyberkinetic Engineering

Mathematics

Weapons Systems

Weakness:

No hand-to-hand combat ability

Fragile due to body type

Prone to anger/ Somewhat rash decision making

Bullets to the face

Preferred Weapon of Choice:

Any laser-projectile gun is good for Cosette, H.E.N.R.Y compatibility is vital.

Mecha:

Yes Please c-:

Positions:

Engineer/ Repair Tech

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​

Mecha Application:


Mecha Frame: R-100


Mecha Name:"Crosley"


Add-Ons

​




  • Parts Kit- A kit of essential Mecha parts, allows for Crosley and Cosette to make field repairs to damaged allies or herself.


  • Harpoon- An anchor beam fired from the chest, bends space to draw objects to Crosley for repairs or melee damage.


  • Gatling Cannon- A revolving laser cannon, primary damage dealer. Melts frames of enemy units, also has a mode that allows it to be used essentially as a welding tool in desperate times.


  • The Sword of Last Resort- A sword made of excessive parts, retracts from the right wrist. More experimental than anything, it is used only in desperate times. Can draw electricity from the main power core, though this is obviously discouraged.




Speed:34

[dice]8470[/dice]

Defense:27


[dice]8471[/dice]


Offense: 39

[dice]8469[/dice]

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Sorry guys! I literally had no Idea you posted on here. Didn't get any sort of notification. O.o


@Aqua


 
Hey guys: I just want to let everyone know; "EDIT: Androids are not part of the race list. They also cannot operate Mecha Units due to the fact they can fight and move through space with ease."


I know it seems like it would be fun but they are not an option. I also understand on my character sheet it says it is an Android which was my fault due to the fact I never finished the Biography. ( O.o ) She is not a legitimate Android and has been cheating the Federal System. The information will be released during the story.
 
/Part One/


Name:


Francisca Dietrich


Nicknames:


Franny, Fran, Doc Oct,


Age:


31 years old


Gender:


Female


Orientation:


Upright at the moment, changes drastically if she attempts to climb the wa- OH! Thats what you mean, she doesn't give it to much thought, so pretty open to whatever... Good luck romancing this one though...


Race:


Augmented humanoid, this woman has a rather odd augmentation, first of all, she was born in a laboratory, mixed with the genes of an octopus she exhibited an increased mental prowess from her early ages, also has an astonishing ability to squeeze into small spaces, much akin to a contortionist. The other oddity, is her arms... well.. the ones that aren't made of metal, along side her 2 human arms she has 6 other arms connected to her spinal column, these arms are as capable as any other prosthetic arm but are more akin to tentacles then actual humanoid arms, they have various attachments for working in the field, picking up objects, beating the utter snot out of a bunch of !(*@(#, they are quite handy and are always ready to help with any job. Also their fun to have during Halloween parties, also they can't be used with guns, made the mistake once, never again.


Also, due to her partially aquatic nature, she can stay underwater for a great deal of times, as she has a specialized organ within her lungs to help process oxygen from most liquid sources. She also has trouble with heat and dry places, they suck the life right out of her, make her irritable and prone to hallucinations... if you see the girl talking to the trash can, do her a solid and give the poor thing a glass of water would yea?






Water sprayer.


Wrench.


Screwdriver.


Hammer.


Welding torch.


Clamps.


Small appendages for fine detailed work.


The "Jabber."


Zappy things.


Containment areas.


Kung Fu grips.


Climbing sucker thingies.


Tooth brush.


Various power tools.


Bug spray, never leave home without it.


Communications device.


Breath freshener spray, don't mix up with bug spray... Again...


Anti-demon stick.


Confetti cannon, again, don't mix up with the sprays... Again...


And various others that she forgot about.


Date of birth/coming out of the tube day:


April, 22.


Zodiac


Taurus


Hobby:


keeping herself in shape, strange for a scientist but she is equally as enthusiastic about keeping herself in working order and strong as she is about her research.


/Part Two/


Personality:


With a mind going a mile a minute she dances across logic like a rhino tied to a battering ram, of course that doesn't make sense, but that is how one must think if they are to hope catching up to this fool and her brand of intelligence. This mainly stemmed from her father, a scientist who wasn't exactly what many would call stable, a man with alot of resources, alot of time and a life motto that could be put into the following summary "Why not?" And so, during his many experiments, on and around Franny, she learned from his ways, the art of overkill.


Why simply break down a door when you can destroy all the enemies behind it? Why settle for turning a ship's hull into Swiss cheese with lazer fire when you can cause it's engines to erupt into a hellish inferno? Why settle for a lazer gun when you can have a gun that flings pure super heated plasma into their faces? Sometimes one needs to kick the dial up to overdrive and then break it off, if you need this, shes your girl.


Shes eccentric, but well meaning of course, outside of work relation dealings shes more or less a friendly person, passionate about alot of things, and that list is still growing to this day. Knowledge of any kind is what she loves, and she will gladly scrap your brain clean of it, by means of conversation of course, those kinds of tech are not good by any standards, oddly enough she is a big advocate for outlawing any kind of tech that messes with someone's mind or something along the lines of that, it just Isn't right, no matter what kind of person they were, everyone is given their selves at birth, why should they be denied such?


As for other interesting little things, I will simply list off the little quirks within a spoiler.






Never learned about her indoor voice, always loud, even when sleep talking.


Avid sleep talker, one could pain a picture of her dreams by just listening.


Has a overly vivid imagination, don't leave anything to it, tell her whole stories or else a bastardized form will be told to everyone she meets.


Never steal any food from her, revenge is sweet, and its a dish best served cold.


Has a HUGE phobia of Fire, due to past experiences with it and her natural weakness to heat, if seen with her shirt off she has a large burn mark running from her outer left thigh to halfway up her back.


Physical Appearance:


Standing about 5'7" tall, she weights about 156 pounds, the mechanical arms add about a good 40 on top of her, so she has to be strong enough to deal with the extra weight. Her hair is a long mess of curls that make her more or less look like a demon from an old horror movie when wet, she claims that she absolutely hates her hair, but will simply grow back as quickly as she cuts it, not literally, but her current record for short to sea monster is about a month, so it reigns her head with a iron fist, looking somewhat like curly brown seaweed more often then not.


Body wise shes has the look or some one who would fist fight a bear, shes not huge per say, but shes densely packed with muscle, just the way she likes it. Plus you need a strong body for operating as a tech, even if you mainly do research your world cannot revolve around sitting at a desk all day, though she loves doing that anyways.


Mental Stability:


Loud? Yes. Crazy? Maybe.


Clothing Routine:


Typically, and i mean she never takes it off, she wears her lab coat, specially fitted for her extra arms, as in she tore holes in it. underneath she wears a simple T-shirt that changes from day to day, a 7 color cycle going down the rainbow. And finally a simple pair of jeans, much easier to wear the a skirt, she hates the things... Especially since she can't crawl up walls with them on "Oh but it's indecent!" bah, wouldn't be if the ship weren't filled with pervs.


Reason:


Monetary troubles to put it simply, she needed pay, they had guns, and there was ancient treasures to uncover, whats more to want?


Biography:


Her life as a scientist and weapons researcher was an interesting one, having come from a less than trust worthy father she wasn't exactly welcome within some schools, but she managed to piece together a knowledge about various mechanics, mainly by stealing notes from students of colleges/universities she snuck into and listening in ton lectures as they went on. How you may ask? Well you see thats where her strange ability came into play, and hardly anybody searches ventilation shafts in those old buildings, to small they say, however the trial of knowledge was no match for her sheer inability to give up and her freakish ability to squeeze into the oddest places... of course this ended as she was found out one day, an accidental sneeze during a exam coming from a ventilation grate when everything is dead quiet Isn't exactly something one can hide easily... Espeacally right after one of her mechanical arms, they had recently been made by then, accidentally shot confetti out of said grate...


After escaping the school, leaving behind a few people writhing in pain from being zapped she made her way into the underworld, doing what work she can in the weaponry field to better her understanding, becoming very knowledgeable, and that tiny bit more eccentric, and being a weapons researcher means you generally have quite abit of work with those who use weapons, which is everyone. Business is booming, literally, and so with her skills she joined the crew in search of work, and of course somewhere to work on her magnum opus


Scars


She wears many on her hands from her line of work, hell she almost lost a finger or two simply from things accidentally clamping down, so far shes avoided all such problems, save for one, one that spawned her deep fear of fire and her swearing off all fire related weaponry. A accident is what anyone would call it, she took it as a sign, an explosion, it seared half her body damn badly, she was wrapped up for almost a year before she could so much as let the skin see sunlight again. To this day she remembers the pain of the flames, their touch, the sizzle...


/Part Three/


Skills:


Weaponry, upgrading, building, enhancing in every way, she does it all, she also designs weapons for mechs as well, however she doesn't want to drive one herself, not because shes afraid, or hates them, because she'd rather WATCH her babies in action.


Shes also quite good at sneaking around, her limbs move about soundlessly and can hide just about anywhere, playing hide and seek with this one is like going up against a world champion.


Weakness:


Heat, fire, allergic to bees.


Preferred Weapon of Choice:


Heavy lazer, long range artillery, anything that has big range, huge kick, and can be used as one hell of a club when in close range. its either that, or simply punching things into oblivion.


Mecha:


Nope, to busy watching.


Positions:


Lead weapons researcher, also head of the Gun lovers club aboard the ship.


If anything needs changing, please say so. If not...say so?


Guess the difference is what you say, not if you say something.
 
WIP And aswell tell me if something is missing that is NOT bio ^^




  • Name:Markov solotov Voichek


    Age:37


    Gender:Male


    Orientation:Pansexual


    Race:Realian


    Date of "Birth":July 21


    Gem:Onyx


    Zodiac:Cancer


    Favorite Color:Black or Navy


 
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