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    Full Name:
    Nickname(s):
    Age:     (18+)
    D.O.B.: (Our current year is 2300 AD)
    Role: (Whats your occupation or title?)
    Nationality: (Country of birth)
    Turing Test: (Robotics only! Are you a self-aware android, synthetic, or slowly getting there?)

    Height: (I'll be setting a limit of 6'6" for all characters, don't be silly!)
    Appearance: (No Anime! Other art and irl faceclaims accepted. If you have a picture, please add a small description of a paragraph. Without a picture, please supply us the necessary details to imagine them!)
    Modifications/Enhancements: (A maximum of 3 cyber and 1 genetic! If you have none, just give us an N/A)
    Faceclaim/Artist: (Credit the creator/model/actor)

    Skills: (Two skills maximum, these skills should be something physical rather than a personality trait. E.g.: First Aid, Navigation, Engineering.)
    + +
    Traits: (Three positive, three negative. These should aid and impact your social interactions with the colony!)
    + + + - - -
    Equipment: (Three slots maximum. Equipment may be gained throughout the roleplay, but this'll be your starting kit. Run weapon-types past me please!)
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    History: (I'm expecting 500 words minimum! Give us a showcase of childhood through to adulthood, what makes your character exceptional/or sneaky enough to have joined our ill-fated mission!)

 
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  • FC: Kim Woo-bin
    PROFILE
    NAME...
    Gangjeon Kyu-chul
    NICKNAME(S)...
    Jeon, Gaesomun
    GENDER...
    Cis-Male
    AGE...
    36
    DATE OF BIRTH...
    27/11/2264
    TURING TEST...
    Human
    ROLE...
    Security Officer
    Nationality...
    South Korean
    Appearance
    A current under sea picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell, he passed the stages of his age and youth, entering the whirlpool.
    height:
    6’2” (187cm)
    hair colour:
    Black
    eye colour:
    Brown
    mods/enhancements:
    Genetically enhanced bone density; Cardiovascular implants increasing oxygenation capacity and enhanced heart rate control for endurance; Engrafted nerve blocks to manage pain, keeping mental acuity in any situation.

    A tall, exceptionally built man of sinewy physique and defined shoulders, Gangjeon embodies the posture and discipline of a soldier both in and out of service. Pigeon-chested, calloused hands clasp behind the small of his back, worn from deployment and coarse with combat; scars dance in fluorescent lighting, silver lines and blotches pulling skin taut about old wounds. Most notable of these is a horizontal marring across the back of his neck due to the nerve block implant, followed by the gouged, jagged flesh that rises up around the warped remnants of a shrapnel wound.

    Thick, black hair is greased back with a generous application of product, falling in a natural curtain toward the left of his features, albeit not obscuring his severe brow. Slim-faced, the gentle curve of high cheekbones stand out in relation to a firm jaw and squared chin, tan complexion smattered with freckles from time spent in the sun-baked remnants of farmland. Dark eyes are found to stare down the length of his slightly aquiline nose, sharp in observation⁠—if not eerily void of his intentions.

    Dressed in plain combat oriented clothes, from earthy colours to cargo trousers, with military-grade body armour and tall, laced boots dependant on the situation. Jeon’s scent is that of musky gun-grease; sharp, clean cologne, and metallic copper settling heavy on the sinuses.
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  • FC: Jess Bush
    PROFILE
    NAME...
    Artemis IV
    NICKNAME(S)...
    Artie, Art
    GENDER...
    Program; Female
    AGE...
    5 Years Activated
    DATE OF BIRTH...
    01/01/2295
    TURING TEST...
    Synthetic
    ROLE...
    Ship's Nurse
    NATIONALITY...
    British
    Appearance
    And all her yellow hair displaced, and, stooping, made my cheek lie there, and spread, o'er all, her yellow hair.
    height:
    5’7” (170cm)
    hair colour:
    Blonde
    eye colour:
    Blue
    mods/enhancements:
    N/A

    Built for the advantage of both military and medical service, Artemis proves herself to be the exemplary end-product of bio-engineering and exceptional software. Slim with an ideal muscle mass, Artie’s toned figure leans toward boyish, save for the delicate dip that cinches in toward her waist. A choppy blonde bob sits comfortably at her chin, complementing broad, shapely cheekbones and a smattering of pale freckles dashed across her high-bridged nose. Dark brows contrast a porcelain and rose tempered complexion, always slightly flush with artificial joviality the Synthetic can’t shake. Clear, deep eyes are coloured a crystalline blue, though notably cybernetic in origin, as the soft flash and flicker of vision swivels on manmade optic nerves and neurons.

    Artemis is without a sense of dress; consumed in contemplating utilitarian value, her preference for garments is that they serve as an identifiable uniform, issued by her superior officers in standardised fashion. Lacking a clear sense of direction, the recently activated synthetic much prefers items of clothing with numerous pockets and fabric longevity.

    Her signature scent clings to her platinum locks, collarbone, and gracefully engineered hands; disinfectant reminiscent of a hospital, overpowering gentle soap and lavender⁠ oil⁠.
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  • FC: Golshifteh Farahani
    PROFILE
    NAME...
    Major Bahar Bita Alizadeh
    NICKNAME(S)...
    Bita, Bitie
    GENDER...
    Female
    AGE...
    38
    DATE OF BIRTH...
    Dec 22
    TURING TEST...
    N/A
    ROLE...
    Former British Armed Forces
    NATIONALITY...
    Persian-British
    Appearance
    Do you think I'd give up
    That this might've shook the love from me
    Or that I was on the brink?
    height:
    5'9” (176cm)
    hair color:
    Brown
    eye color:
    Brown
    mods/enhancements:
    Due to constantly adapting technological advancements geared to create the best soldiers out of the finest crop, Bita is outfitted in many regulated implants and enhancements. Neural chips, spinal cord regulators, enhanced bone density injections and attachments (surgically placed within and outside of the bone and joints), plus a number of other combat and endurance related cybernetics and augmentations. While there's still a good part of her that retains humanity, she's an MRI's worst nightmare and has had plenty of operations and replacements over the years as her body's faced occupational hazards and incidents.

    Bita's body boasts the scars and bruises of a life spent fighting, not knowing the peace of centuries past for sometime now. Her form is strong and sturdy, wide at the shoulders and hips, with a toned torso and long, muscled legs. Despite a failure in some months to return to active service, she maintains short cropped hair to regulation, prefers her fatigues comfortably than other clothes, and always sleeps with a weapon next to her. Her wide, dark eyes are oft framed by thick, expressive eyebrows and tipped by a slightly quirked, strong smile (alongside eye bags, telling of nightmares that never end). Her tanned olive skin, mottled by sun damage and yet brilliant in a golden light, holds the scars that go beyond the call of duty: twisted, misshapen scars of surgery and implants that have sought to shape the soldier into a super-enhanced one. What anyone would expect these days, enlisting, but that Bita had to come to terms with over her few decades of service.
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code by Nano
 
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  • FC: Johnny Knoxville
    PROFILE
    NAME...
    Dr. Thomas Blixt ... Cain Strome
    NICKNAME(S)...
    Tom, Tommy
    GENDER...
    Male
    AGE...
    31
    DATE OF BIRTH...
    June 14
    TURING TEST...
    N/A
    ROLE...
    Biotechnologist... UNVERIFIED
    NATIONALITY...
    Swedish-American
    Appearance
    Reckless creatures
    Always one another find
    Stealing features
    Each a diamond to be mined
    height:
    6'1” (186cm)
    hair color:
    Brown
    eye color:
    Blue
    mods/enhancements:
    N/A

    A healthy man by all means, requiring no cybernetics to aid in any way despite most having his family's name on it, Thomas is a wide-eyed and remarkably unapproachable man. Full of enough arrogance to float his head all the way to the stars, it's no wonder that he'd found himself in the situation that he's in. Of good breed, unblemished skin and thick hair, he was naturally rather toned and amplified by regular exercise (even with his career as a head of Research & Development at Blixt Cybernetixs), but it could not hide any of the bitterness that lingered on his frown or wrinkled brow.

    Notably bearded, having not shaved in quite a long time, Thomas boarded the vessel spouting no beard (freshly shaven, as per the smell of a cheap men's aftershave), and with a fresh bandage over his chip ID location (back of the hand, as per Mr. Blixt's request prior to initiation). A few fresh cuts graze his skin, beneath the neck and on the forearms, though those are no doubt from research and equipment related incidents.

    Recently recovering from a head injury that left his eyes bloodshot, the notable green hues have seemed to darken to near black, perhaps due to the trauma endured. Rimmed with red and purple, sleepless and pained, 25 years of cryogenic sleep should be enough to heal.
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Dr. Cassandra "Cass" Thorne

Faceclaim: Rosario Dawson

Full Name: Dr. Cassandra "Cass" Thorne

Nickname(s): Cass

Age: 32

D.O.B.: 2268 AD

Role: Ecologist and Field Researcher

Nationality: United States

Turing Test: N/A

Height: 5'9"

Appearance: Cass possesses a striking appearance, reflecting her mixed Asian and African ancestry. Her skin carries a warm, mocha complexion, and her expressive, dark eyes radiate intelligence and determination. She usually ties her long dark ebony hair back in a practical bun, allowing her to focus on her work without distraction. Cass's frame is athletic, a result of her years of physical labor on the family farm and her rigorous training as an ecologist and field researcher. She bears the scars of her teenage years when she had to defend her family's farm.

Cass's genetic enhancement extended beyond her adaptability to varying environments, encompassing minor yet significant improvements to her senses, endurance, reflexes, flexibility, strength, and speed. Cassandra's enhancements are tailored to her role as an ecologist and field researcher rather than a combat-focused enhanced soldier. While her enhancements provide her with increased adaptability, durability, and physical capabilities suited for her scientific mission, they do not grant her the same level of combat prowess or advanced weaponry as an enhanced soldier. These enhancements were thoughtfully designed to make her a more versatile and capable member of the colony mission, allowing her to excel in a variety of situations:

  • Enhanced Physical Abilities: Cass underwent genetic enhancements to augment her physical prowess. These enhancements include increased endurance, strength, speed, reflexes, and heightened senses. These improvements collectively enhance her adaptability to varying environments and support her role as an ecologist and field researcher in challenging conditions.
  • Environmental Resilience: Reinforcements to her body's systems to withstand harsh environmental conditions, such as resistance to extreme temperatures, enhanced lung capacity for breathing in low-oxygen atmospheres, and improved immune response to potential pathogens.

Skills:

  1. Ecology and Ecosystem Analysis: Understanding the planet's ecology is essential for Cass. She possesses knowledge of ecosystems, species interactions, and the delicate balance of nature. This skill allows her to assess potential threats from local flora and fauna and identify opportunities for resource utilization without harming the environment.
  2. Agricultural Knowledge and Animal Husbandry: Cass's upbringing on a farm equipped her with practical skills in agriculture and animal husbandry. She can contribute to the establishment of sustainable farming practices on the new planet, ensuring a stable food source for the colonists. Her knowledge of livestock care and breeding is also invaluable for future animal husbandry efforts.
  3. Self-Defense Tactics: Cass's teenage years, during which her family's farm was under constant threat from scavengers, necessitated basic hand-to-hand combat and self-defense training. She can defend herself and her fellow colonists when needed, ensuring their safety in potentially hostile situations. Cass's compact energy pistol is a vital tool for self-defense and the protection of the colony. She has received training in firearms usage, marksmanship, and firearm safety, making her a reliable and skilled member of the colony's security team.

Traits:

  • Determined: Cass is unwavering in her pursuit of scientific discovery and her commitment to the well-being of the colony.
  • Resourceful: Her upbringing on a farm and experiences during the resource wars have honed her resourcefulness, making her adept at problem-solving in challenging situations.
  • Compassionate: Cass cares deeply about the well-being of others and strives to protect and support her fellow colonists.
  • Stubborn: Her determination can sometimes lead to stubbornness, making it challenging for her to change her course of action once she's set on a path.
  • Distrustful: Cass's past experiences with threats from scavengers have left her with a degree of distrust toward strangers.
  • Overprotective: She can be overprotective of those she cares about, which may lead to conflicts in situations where others want more independence.

Equipment:

  1. Field Research Kit: Cass carries a comprehensive field research kit containing various scientific instruments, specimen containers, and data recording devices. This kit allows her to conduct ecological and biological research in the field.
  2. Compact Energy Pistol: As a member of the colony's security team, Cass has a compact energy pistol for self-defense. It's lightweight and easy to carry.
  3. DataPad: Cass relies on her DataPad for data analysis, communication, and keeping records of her scientific observations and research.

Cassandra Thorne was born in 2268 AAD in Colorado. Her childhood was spent on a remote mountain farm, one of the last habitable pieces of land on Earth following the resource wars. Growing up, she learned practical skills in agriculture, animal husbandry, and machinery maintenance from her father and brothers. Cass's family recognized her early aptitude for science and technology, and they made significant sacrifices to support her education.

During her teenage years, the farm faced constant threats from scavengers and survivors of the resource wars. Cass had to pick up a gun for self-defense during this turbulent period, and her family's determination to protect their home left a lasting impact on her.

An anonymous benefactor, recognizing Cass's potential, provided the financial support needed for her to pursue an interdisciplinary degree in Environmental Science(s), Ecology, and Evolution. This support changed the course of her life, allowing her to excel academically and gain expertise in understanding and preserving the natural world.

Cass's exceptional academic achievements and her dedication to her studies caught the attention of the team responsible for assembling the crew of THE ECHO mission. Her journey from a mountain farm to becoming an ecologist and field researcher on THE ECHO is a testament to her determination and the support of those who believed in her potential. As she awakens from cryosleep in the wreckage of THE ECHO, Cass is determined to uncover the truth behind the disaster and contribute to the colony's understanding of the new planet's ecology in the Andromeda galaxy.







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name

Dr. Cassandra Rose Thorne


nickname

Cass


age

32


date of birth

October 18, 2268


place of birth

The San Luis Valley, Colorado, USA












gender
Female.

Role
Ecologist.

Occupation
Field Researcher.

Secret Occupation
Miss Congeniality.

Sexuality
Pansexual.

Languages
English, Spanish, French

University degree
Bachelors in Environmental Science, PhD in Ecology & Evolution

ethnicity
African, Spanish, Indigenous

employee id
932084352

security clearance
Confidential







visage
height
178 cms (5 ft 10 inch)

weight
68 kg

hair
Long black hair, kept braided or in a bun at work

eyes
Dark brown

body type
Curvy, athletic

body mods


Enhanced Physical Abilities: Cass underwent genetic enhancements to augment her physical prowess. These enhancements include increased endurance, strength, speed, reflexes, and heightened senses. These improvements collectively enhance her adaptability to varying environments and support her role as an ecologist and field researcher in challenging conditions.

Environmental Resilience: Reinforcements to her body's systems to withstand harsh environmental conditions, such as resistance to extreme temperatures, enhanced lung capacity for breathing in low-oxygen atmospheres, and improved immune response to potential pathogens.
face claim
Rosario Dawson


personality type - ENTJ -A

Positive traits

Bold
Cheerful
Outgoing
Analytical
Observant
Resourceful
Compassionate


Negative traits

Sassy
Sensitive
Sarcastic
Stubborn
Distrustful
Control-freak
Overprotective





willpower


endurance


constitution


stamina


charisma


strength




Skills​


  • Ecology and Ecosystem Analysis: Understanding the planet's ecology is essential for Cass. She possesses knowledge of ecosystems, species interactions, and the delicate balance of nature. This skill allows her to assess potential threats from local flora and fauna and identify opportunities for resource utilization without harming the environment.
  • Agricultural Knowledge and Animal Husbandry: Cass's upbringing on a farm equipped her with practical skills in agriculture and animal husbandry. She can contribute to the establishment of sustainable farming practices on the new planet, ensuring a stable food source for the colonists. Her knowledge of livestock care and breeding is also invaluable for future animal husbandry efforts.
  • Self-Defense Tactics: Cass's teenage years, during which her family's farm was under constant threat from scavengers, necessitated basic hand-to-hand combat and self-defense training. She can defend herself and her fellow colonists when needed, ensuring their safety in potentially hostile situations. Cass's compact energy pistol is a vital tool for self-defense and the protection of the colony. She has received training in firearms usage, marksmanship, and firearm safety, making her a reliable and skilled member of the colony's security team.


Equipment​
  • Field Research Kit: Cass carries a comprehensive field research kit containing various scientific instruments, specimen containers, and data recording devices. This kit allows her to conduct ecological and biological research in the field.
  • Compact Energy Pistol: As a member of the colony's security team, Cass has a compact energy pistol for self-defense. It's lightweight and easy to carry.
  • DataPad: Cass relies on her DataPad for data analysis, communication, and keeping records of her scientific observations and research.



likes

  • Exploration
  • Scientific Challenges
  • Stargazing
  • Food
  • Music

dislikes

  • Inequality
  • Wastefulness
  • Ignorance
  • Arrogance
  • Bitterness (especially in food)

fun facts
has a habit of breaking into song when something reminds her of a melody or a favorite tune.

hidden talent
can fold a fitted sheet so well that it looks indiscernible from a folded flat sheet.

superstitions
On New Year’s Eve you have to open the front door to 'let the old year out' otherwise it will get stuck and cause you to have bad luck that year.
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history



childhood.

As a young child, Cass's days were filled with exploration and discovery. She could be found capturing bugs and creatures in the mud, the river, and the dense forest that encircled their farm. Her hands, always slightly dirty from her latest investigation, cradled specimens of all shapes and sizes, each a mystery waiting to be unraveled.

But Cass's curiosity extended beyond the tiny inhabitants of their mountain refuge. She eagerly immersed herself in the farm chores her family assigned her, eagerly learning about the crops, plants, and animals that sustained their existence. Her young mind absorbed knowledge like a sponge, and she bombarded her family with a constant stream of questions.

However, even her family couldn't satisfy her unending thirst for knowledge. The community that had formed in the mountains became an invaluable resource. With few children her age due to the harsh realities of the Resource Wars, those who remained recognized the potential in young Cass. They stepped in to nurture her intellect, becoming her mentors and guides.

The memory of the red sky was haunting in Cass' mind. It was a stark contrast to what her parents had told her, stories of a time when the sky had been a brilliant shade of blue, a color she could only imagine. For as long as she could remember, the sky had been a crimson hue, a constant reminder of the world's descent into chaos.

She recalled the days when she and her family had to breathe in the toxic air, days before the benefactors intervened and built a protective dome over their farm. The dome had been a lifeline, shielding them from the poisonous atmosphere and allowing their crops to thrive in a way they never had before. It was a stark symbol of the inequalities that defined their worldβ€”the privileged few sheltered from the ravages of the environment while others were left to fend for themselves.

The memory of those desperate souls abandoned by their governments lingered in Cass' thoughts. She had, at times, felt a pang of sympathy for them, knowing that they, too, were driven by the basic human needs for food, water, and shelter. But as the Resource Wars had raged on, survival had become a brutal, cutthroat game, and the stark reality had been "me or them."

In a world where resources were scarce, and the divide between the haves and have-nots was insurmountable, Cass had witnessed the darkest aspects of human nature. It was a world where empathy often clashed with the harsh necessities of survival. The memories of those days served as a constant reminder of the fragile balance between compassion and self-preservation, a lesson that would stay with her as she ventured into the unknown expanse of Andromeda.

The memories of those days, of the inequality and the weight of privilege, had etched themselves deep into Cass' consciousness. She could never forget the name Obsidian, the company that had offered security and protection to her family and their mountain community in exchange for their agricultural resources.

In those dark times, when hunger gnawed at their stomachs, and the land they tilled remained out of reach, Cass had witnessed the stark contrast between those with power, money, and privilege and those who struggled to survive. The very resources that grew on their farm, nurtured by the sweat and toil of her family, were claimed by someone elseβ€”someone who could escape the worst of the climate collapse, shielded in luxurious mountain caverns.

The inequality and injustice of it all left an indelible mark on Cassandra's soul.

At the age of ten, while surrounded by the harsh realities of her world, Cass found solace in a humble shed on their farmβ€”a place where she could experiment and nurture her insatiable curiosity. Her focus had turned to the plants and bugs that inhabited their small corner of the world, creatures that had adapted and evolved in the face of the ongoing climate catastrophe.

Failures marked Cass' early attempts at genetic modification as she grappled with the complexities of manipulating DNA. But her determination was unwavering. She understood that their enclave was deprived of the secrets held by the wealthy Enclave, and she sought to bridge that gap through her own ingenuity.

In that small, makeshift laboratory, she toiled tirelessly to splice DNA, hoping to create genetically modified plants that would yield stronger and more resilient crops. Each setback only fueled her determination to succeed; with time, she began to witness the fruits of her labor. Her experiments bore fruit, quite literally, as she developed plants that could thrive in the changing climate, yielding bountiful harvests that were a lifeline for her family and community.

But Cass' curiosity extended beyond the world of agriculture. She also turned her attention to the evolving flora of her regionβ€”flowers, fungi, and berries that were adapting in their own ways to the challenges of their environment. She studied their changes and found creative ways to harness their unique properties to benefit the farm.

Cassandra's brother, a mechanical genius in his own right, played a pivotal role in their family's efforts to assist her research. Recognizing Cassandra's unwavering dedication and understanding of the importance of her work and its potential for their family's survival, he took it upon himself to refurbish and repurpose the abandoned bots in the family's scrapyard. Together, they formed a formidable teamβ€”Cassandra with her scientific acumen and her brother with his mechanical expertise. The repurposed bots became not just tools but companions, working alongside them and contributing to the success of her experiments.

The small venture that Cassandra had started with determination and curiosity would soon evolve into something much grander in the years to come. It would be known as "Project Eden."



adolecense.

Cass' transition into her teenage years brought with it an ominous escalation of the Resource Wars. The distant rumblings of conflict that had once seemed remote now grew ominously close, casting a dark shadow over the once-isolated mountain communities, including Cass's own.

Even the rich benefactors, who had provided a semblance of security for her family and their neighbors, struggled to protect their enclaves as the ravagers united and fortified against them. The illusion of safety began to crumble, and the walls that had shielded them no longer felt impervious.

The harsh reality of this new world hit home when people Cass had known for most of her young life started disappearing, never to return to their community. The familiar faces that had once been a source of comfort and camaraderie were now replaced by empty spaces and whispered tales of danger.

The sound of gunfire echoing through the mountain valleys became a chillingly common occurrence, a grim reminder of the conflicts that raged beyond their secluded haven. But Cass's family, determined to preserve her innocence and protect her from the horrors of the world outside, did everything in their power to shelter her from the stark realities of violence and loss.

They shielded her from the gruesome details, assuring her that everything would be all right, even as the world around them seemed to crumble. Cass's teenage years were marked by a paradoxical existenceβ€”amidst the echoes of gunfire and growing uncertainty, she clung to a semblance of normalcy, her family's love, and the sanctuary of her scientific pursuits.

As the Resource Wars continued ravaging the world, Cass's scientific mind became her refuge and hope. She immersed herself in studying the natural world, seeking solace and understanding in the intricate balance of ecosystems. Little did she know that this passion would become her guiding light in the uncertain future that awaited her beyond the mountains.

As Cass' teenage years pressed on and the horrors of the Resource Wars inched closer, her longing to join the fight could not be contained. The distant echoes of gunfire and the disappearances of friends had taken their toll, kindling a fire of determination within her.

Her older brothers, recognizing her unwavering resolve, took it upon themselves to prepare her for the harsh realities of battle. They taught her how to fight, shoot, and survive, insisting that if she was going to be part of the conflict, she should "do it the right way." Teaching herself had been a struggle, and they believed it was their duty to ensure she was well-prepared.

However, their father vehemently opposed Cass' desire to join the fray. His fury knew no bounds, and he resorted to locking her inside their home, hoping to shield her from the dangers that awaited outside. But Cassandra was not one to relent so easily. Bound by their shared determination, she and her brothers devised clever ways to escape their father's restrictions.

The day she saw battle for the first time marked the end of her innocence. The brutal realities of conflict shattered the world she had known, the sanctuary of her mountain refuge. The once-distant gunfire echoes became a deafening roar, and the sense of danger was palpable.

But fate had one more twist in store for Cass. Tragically, she suffered a profound loss during one of those early battlesβ€”her brother fell in battle. A bomb blast during battle injured her and took her brother's life. The loss was a searing pain that cut deep, leaving an indelible mark on her soul. She was no longer the daddy's little girl who had once roamed the mountain farm with innocence and wonder. As the world around her descended into chaos and sorrow, she found herself in intensive care, clinging to life.

Advanced facilities existed beyond the outside world's reach within the hidden recesses of the mountain caves, where the privileged few had established their Enclaves. These secret hospitals were equipped with cutting-edge technology, including nano-technology and cybernetics, capable of healing and rebuilding even the most grievous injuries. Nano-machines and cybernetic enhancements worked in tandem to mend her broken bones, repair damaged organs, and alleviate her suffering. It was a miraculous transformation.

As she lay in the intensive care unit, her body slowly healing and her brother's sacrifice weighing heavily on her heart, Cass began to realize the extent of the privilege that surrounded her. The same technology that had saved her life had been denied to countless others who had perished in the Resource Wars. The stark contrast between the haves and the have-nots became painfully clear.

Amid her recovery, the opportunity aroseβ€”an offer of a full-ride scholarship to a prestigious university. The condition was that she would have to leave her family temporarily as they monitored her recovery with the new technology that had saved her life. The scholarship opened doors to a world of education and knowledge that had once seemed beyond her reach.

Cassandra faced a difficult decision. Her heart was torn between pursuing her dreams of education and discovery and her deep sense of responsibility toward her family, especially after her brother's passing. She carried the weight of guilt, believing that his death was somehow her fault.

As she contemplated her future, she couldn't help but fear her father's reaction. She expected him to be furious, to view her departure as abandonment during a time of war and hardship. However, when he appeared in her hospital room, his emotions were not rooted in anger but in relief that she had survived. Together, they grieved the loss of a beloved brother and son, finding solace in each other's presence.

In a moment of understanding and support, her father gave her his blessing to pursue the scholarship and her dreams. It was a pivotal moment of reconciliation and closure, allowing Cassandra to accept the opportunity that would ultimately lead her to the ECHO mission and the uncharted realms of Andromeda.






young adulthood.

Cassandra's journey led her to the hallowed halls of the university, where she embarked on a path of higher education and discovery. With a full-ride scholarship in hand, she pursued a Bachelor's degree in Environmental Sciences, Ecology & Evolutionβ€”a field of study that resonated deeply with her lifelong passion for the natural world.

Her time at the university was transformative. Surrounded by a diverse community of scholars and students, Cass thrived in an environment where her curiosity and scientific mind were encouraged and celebrated. She delved into the intricacies of ecological systems, the mysteries of evolution, and the delicate balance of life on Earth.

University was far from easy. She found herself in an environment where many of her fellow students came from protected enclaves, shielded from the world's harsh realities due to their wealth and privilege. The stark contrast between her background and theirs often left her feeling like an outsider. However, while she may not have had a wide circle of friends, she forged deep and enduring friendships with a select few. These bonds were formed through shared passions for science, exploration, and a common desire to make a difference in the world.

Cassandra truly dedicated herself to the pursuit of knowledge and discovery through "Project Eden." Her relentless commitment to this endeavor bore fruit, ultimately leading her to earn her PhD. Cassandra's research in Environmental Science, Ecology & Evolution propelled her to new heights in her interdisciplinary studies, where she earned her bachelor's degree. The groundbreaking work of "Project Eden" was the foundation for her doctoral studies, solidifying her reputation as a leading scientist in her field.

Not long after receiving her phD, the team from the ECHO mission recognized her exceptional talents. Her dedication to her studies and her unwavering commitment to the pursuit of knowledge set her apart. Her benefactors, who had once saved her life and facilitated her education, saw in her the potential to profoundly impact the mission to Andromeda.

Cassandra's acceptance into the ranks of the ECHO team marked a new chapter in her lifeβ€”a chapter filled with challenges, discoveries, and the promise of a future among the stars.

As she gazed out of the spacecraft's window that would carry her to the stars, Cassandra felt a mix of emotionsβ€”anticipation, fear, and a deep sense of purpose. She was ready to face the challenges of the unknown, armed with the knowledge and resilience that had brought her this far. The journey ahead was uncertain, but she was determined to leave her mark on the cosmos and ensure that her past lessons would guide her toward a brighter future.





 
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Full Name: Bo Lake
Nickname(s): Bozo
Age: 28
D.O.B.: April 4th, 2272
Role: Gunsmith...!
Nationality: Cut and Shoot Texas, USA

Turing Test: (Robotics only! Are you a self-aware android, synthetic, or slowly getting there?) πŸ€”

Height: (I'll be setting a limit of 6'6" for all characters, don't be silly!) 5'10"
Appearance: Bo is a muscular hick from the sticks. He's relatively tan and sports long blonde unkept shoulder length hair carelessly combed back. His eyes are mint green and he's got a 5 o'clock shadow. He's got a squared chin and a small horizontal scar across his left cheek.

Outfit: He wears a red and blue flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Overalls with thick leather knee pads and small metal plates and steel toed boots. A tool belt, some temperature regulating gloves and a welders mask that he rarely wear except when he needs it.


Modifications/Enhancements:
Physical overhaul - Because Bo works with guns and tools of varying sizes his body is enhanced with greatly increased strength endurance and reflexes along with sensory detection.

AI Partner - Bo has an ai assistant that greatly assists him in all aspects of life whether it be scanning guns, tools or machinery and quickly determining what needs to be done and the most efficient way of going about doing it.

Hard worker - Because Bo has worked hard most of his life, even without enhancements, he's already quite physically capable. When presented with difficult challenges, he's capable of handling them with a clear focused mindset and knows how to work smarter instead of harder.

Skills:
Handy - Bo knows his way around a tool set. You can fix all sorts of stuff from appliances to vehicles, to various firearms and more. Bo has an extensive knowledge on guns both common and rare. Both old and cutting edge technology. He loves his research.

Marksman - Bo has shot guns since he was seven years old. When he was 14, he got his first hunting rifle and has only improved his skills since then.

Personality: Bo is a very friendly and simple straightforward man. Always has good intentions and has pretty good judgment but can be pretty nitpicky at times and is very stubborn when things aren't done a certain way.

Traits:
Humble - Bo has always been a simple guy.No matter where he's been in his life, he has never had an ego nor has he ever needed recognition for his deeds.
Meticulous - Robots have taken over many simple labourer jobs, but Bo has kept his due to his attention to detail. Bo is extremely skilled and consistently does it well.
Confident - Everything Bo does, he does so with confidence. He never second guesses himself or doubts his capabilities.
Chatterbox - Bo can talk and talk and talk and never run out of things. He just loves being social.
Perfectionist - Everything needs to be perfect to the 't'. He's very nitpicky and will become noticeably frustrated when mistakes are not corrected. Even slight ones.
Impulsive - If Bo sees a problem, he is willing to take it into his own hands, and if he can't solve it himself he will stop what he's doing and find someone who can.

Equipment: Gunsmith kit: All the tools a gunsmith will need in a strong metal container. A little dirty but very well organized.

A custom BR-82 'Thunder Hammer' Slug Rifle. A powerful single shot rifle customized to have an adaptive reciever allowing it to fire solid rounds and energy bolts interchangeably.

PWC(Portable Wrist Computer) - This is an extremely versatile tool that serves many purposes depending on the user needs. Bo uses it as a planner to keep him one step, a database with all sorts of information useful to his job, and a jack allowing his AI to remotely access various tech devices within 1 ft reach.

History:

Father: Buck Lake
Mother: Barbara Lake
Eldest son: Buck Lake Jr.
Eldest daughter: Brenda Lake
Middle child(older twin brother): Bobby
Middle child(younger twin brother): Bo
Younger sister: Bailey Lake
Baby brother: Ben Lake

Bo grew up in a little small town in Texas. His father was a veteran that worked as a butcher at a deli and had a second job as a mechanic. His mother was an elementary school teacher at the school Bo and his five siblings went to. His father was a strict man that made sure his kids knew how to behave and their mother just the same when it came to them getting their education.

Ten miles outside town, his family owned twenty acres of land in a mostly tree filled area overlooking a lush green field that would become a sea of beautiful wildflowers in the spring and just past that was a large secluded pond surrounded by nature and where the family spent a lot of time fishing, kayaking, swimming and even camping with the whole family from time to time. Their land is fenced off from the road, sporting a Texas flag on the front gate, and just beyond the gate is a long winding pathway that eventually leads to their home. A mid-size two story building with solar panels on the roof, a well in the back, and two hunting towers on both sides of the house. Complete with a well-stocked basement. Buck always made sure Bo and his siblings always understood the need to take precautions and be ready for anything whether it be a drought, food shortage or world war 5.

His family managed to scrape by. Tines were sometimes hard and budgets had little to no flexibility, but everyone was happy, the kids went to school and the parents always paid their bills on time. Buck Jr helped his dad work on cars as long as Bo could remember. Him and Bobby would hand them tools and would slowly do more and more with them as they got older. They'd regularly go on hunting trips, but weren't allowed to use a gun till they got older. Bringing their two dogs, Bubba(A calm carefree Neapolitan Mastiff) and Bucket(A overly energetic and clumsy English Bulldog).

Bo loved going on hunting trips. Or rather, he enjoyed running around fields with a rifle in his brothers and two dogs. Three boys and two dogs ready to take on the world. Or at least anything that crossed their paths in the woods. whether it be a furry creature, a tree branch or Bobby's shadow. anything that made a sound made Bobby nervous.

Bo's older sister spent a lot of time with their mother. She had top grades in her class and always took on extra credit work. She wanted to be a registered nurse one day. Occasionally taking on tutor jobs where she helped fellow students at school in the town's public library. It wasn't much but a ton of knowledge was shared there.

In school, Bo was a B- student. He studied enough to get good grades, but it was obvious that his interests lied elsewhere. He spent over half his life outdoors and that's what he enjoyed doing the most. Running around barefooted, climbing trees, and catching anything he could get his hands on. Squirrels, frogs, turtles, and snakes. Never birds however. He just wasn't fast nor sneaky enough, but he tried! While in high school, he joined the football team, track team and a woodshop after-school club.

Buck Jr would later join the military like his father did and would tragically die two years in his service. Brenda graduated nursing school once again at the top of her class. Bobby became a mechanic and owned his own shop. Bailey became a high school teacher and Ben worked as a butcher where his father worked.

Bo would go on to join the military in honor of his brother and became an armourer and would eventually reach the rank of e4. During this time, he was a real hard ass in his work as he was extremely nitpicky. If any soldier brought him a rifle that didn't meet his standards he'd send it back without hesitating. Didn't matter if it was a private or snco. Nobody got special treatment and he had a hawk eye for spotting dirt. This was around the time he got the nickname 'Bozo'.

He'd leave at 26 respected and with honorable discharge. An 8 year service completed. After getting out of the military he was given an opportunity to join the journeymen astronauts and continue to help others with his skillset.
 
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l.i.l.o







full name

l.i.l.o CI






nicknames

calliope. lilo.






age

3 years activated.






d.o.b.

07/15/2297






nationality

british.






role

therapist.






turning test

synthetic model.

































what was i made for?


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visage

















height/weight

1.63 m (5,4ft) | 130 lbs(59 kg)






body modif.

n/a.






hair c.

dirty blonde β€” long and thick.






eye c.

green colored β€” light and large.






distinguishing fts

additional markings that were added to the model were beauty marks. statistics showed they were widely accepted and we as a company wanted to get on top of the trend.






faceclaim

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psyche









given the sparse intel we were able to collect from the 101th model of l.i.l.o, we concluded it was the appropriate choice to add these basic traits into their code:
(+) observant: when they are not saying a lot they're just watching. extremely observant and picks up little details about people and things almost instantaneously. this can lead them to be quick to judge based on the first impressions others give them.
(+) clever: naturally smart, with their intelligence continually increasing β€” for better or worse we do not know yet. they know what to say and how to say it, but more importantly, was designed to be a excellent listener. these listening skills have allowed them to learn and improve to go far with their tasks on board.
(+) kind: was important to have a sweet and caring disposition about them and was necessary to have them make others feel good about themselves.
(+) calm: regardless of the circumstances, l.i.l.o CI has to remain calm β€” always. we neglected to evaluate how they do under stress, hence why it is important to note to keep said asset at ease, alongside keeping others just as calm.

our research concluded that individuals respond well when they see flaws within people β€” it makes others feel less threatened and more likely to open up.
(-) low self-esteem: we entered a code where the model wouldn't have that superior complex sort of persona. we believed they should put others before themselves β€” it also sells better to have a selfless synthetic that can take orders, etc.
(-) potentially unstable: it’s hard to pinpoint how they would react to a particular reaction, even if they've experienced it previously. during times of high emotions, a single word could alter their response towards it, therefore, their extreme reactions might hinder them from making right choices during desperate situations. key important word is 'calm'.
(-) self-destructive: companion models had initially been designed with the clause that should any human be in danger, l.i.l.o CI would be expected to put their own life in harms way in order to protect a humans. this code has not been altered since modification to a synthetic therapist, sadly.
(-) patient: or at least β€” too patient. was given comments from critics who had left reviews regarding the synthetic l.i.l.o CI. was told they sit too still, too quiet when waiting for someone to speak. it comes off as unsettling and uncomfortable. unfortunately, they still left this personality in the model's system. who wouldn't want a patient therapist?






skills

critical thinking: uses logic and reasoning to identify the strengths and weaknesses of alternative solutions, conclusions or approaches to problems. this helps the synthetic to do their job while working with their clients, and they may apply these skills to help counsel their clients and ensure they get treatment.
emotional manipulation: able to deceit other people's feelings to feel calm. l.i.l.o CI is programmed to identify when a clients behavior is detrimental to the missions brief, or will directly impact a persons mental decline to, once again, the detriment of the mission.







equipment

tablet: a personalized tablet to help keep track of patients, data regarding said patient, and schedules for appointments. has a restricted area that even l.i.l.o does not have access to.
metronome: a therapeutic technique, patients perform physical exercises synchronized with a metronome beat, enhancing their focus, memories, etc. it is also a great way to channel through anxiety, adha, stress and discomfort.
manual: a therapist booklet to help the synthetic to address key points when talking to their clients.


















03.



history









THE START:
the foundation of the life intelligence likeness operation (l.i.l.o) was created on the basis of a companion; a synthetic model with the sole purpose of offering a listening ear, a shoulder to lean on, anything a potential buyer could think of within the realm of 'companion'. the main selling point of l.i.l.o CI was what her likeness was based on: violet hugo. an actress, chosen for her natural charm and charisma. statistically, the company found that the public had a high level of adoration for the late actress, making her the obvious candidate for the l.i.l.o program. taking advantage of the parasocial relationship between celebrities and members of the public, l.i.l.o sold a number of units and caused the company's stock to skyrocket. because of the success with this particular model, they focused their budget into only producing l.i.l.o CI and halting production of former models.

THE CHANGE:
project tartarus approached the company for a singular model of l.i.l.o, deeming a synthetic therapist as the most cost-effective and reliable form of therapy to give the ECHO crew. l.i.l.o CI's time as a companion synthetic was short-lived. violet hugo's likeness made the most sense of all their models, and CI had the least amount of code to alter to achieve the desired outcome of a therapist. the requirements of a therapist shared a lot of characteristics with that of their companion model and soon thereafter, memories were wiped in accordance with company policy, stripping away any unpleasant and fond memories l.i.l.o CI may have had with her buyer. eager to be a part of history and at the forefront of mankinds development, l.i.l.o seized the opportunity for the most selfish of reasons.

THE FUTURE:
l.i.l.o CI's duties as a synthetic therapist were to simply: listen, understand, and respond accordingly. if a client needed to vent, her calming disposition would assist in reminding the subject that talking was the solution, and there would be no need for rash actions that may be detrimental to the mental state (or mission) of someone extremely relied upon as an active member on the ECHO. should the clients problem be more... dangerous, then l.i.l.o CI understood that security was needed if it was beyond her capabilities of control. she was to be a much needed and dutiful crew member; able to sufficiently identify the behavior of a client and, to be honest, emotionally manipulate them away from any inconducive thoughts. however, when waking in the wreck of the ECHO, most of l.i.l.o CI's program changed β€” resulting in consistent glitches in memory, with a past that certainly cannot be her past blending into her current reality. her knowledge of her own programming has been erased, firmly convinced she is human like the rest of her crew mates.
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where the inspiration for l.i.l.o CI's model came from: the foundation of Life Intelligent Likeness Operation (l.i.l.o) wanted to capitalize on the parasocial relationship between celebrities and the public. the idea was that the public figures that were chosen were based on their level of fame and statistically, the public's adoration of these select few. l.i.l.o CI's model was chosen because of violet hugo's natural charisma and relatability. as the CI (101) model, there have been many versions of l.i.lo with the exact same likeness, and the company believed that due to violet hugo's nature, she was best fit for a companion β€” make of that what you will. however, stopping at a companion seemed short-sighted in the long term, l.i.l.o CI could be utilised for more. when project tartarus was formed to send humankind to a better and more successful planetary system, l.i.l.o saw an opportunity. though they refused to spend more money than necessary β€” deciding instead to tweak all their models to better serving as therapists.


















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  • β€œTo know the ocean, I have always felt, is to recognize the teeth it keeps half hidden.” β€” Julia Armfield
    #choi in ho #marine biologist #lee joon
    + INFO
    Choi In Ho
    30 years
    February 18
    Human
    Marine Biologist
    Korean
    + APPEARANCE
    Standing at 5'8", In Ho's stature is more nimble than sturdy from years of free-diving; his body moulded into the appropriate form for a person swimming against ocean currents rather than a simple lap pool. It's simply habit to keep his dark hair closely trimmed, useful for creating less drag when in the water, including consistent shaving of his leg hair β€” and arms, he is not embarrassed about it. Finally, the truly defining feature that stands out are the many callouses and scars that line his palms and fingers, born from years of gripping onto ropes in the ocean, often and quite literally his lifeline.



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botanist agriculturalist



altair.







full name

altair silva






nicknames

none






age

31






d.o.b.

september 16






nationality

brazilian






sexuality

bisexual






face claim

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01.



visage

















hair

brown






eyes

brown






height

6'2"






features

abdomen scar, calloused hands






body mods

none























02.



psyche









fears

heights, navigating BHASKARA without his sister






dreams

discovering an ecosystem akin to a rainforest on BHASKARA






secrets

he would have rather died in camila's place






personality

anxious, passive, melancholic
dedicated, contemplative, compassionate


















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As a child, Altair grew up with stories and pictures of a once thriving Brazilian rainforest. His parents were conservationists and together they lived in the Manaus, in the heart of the rainforest. They had little resources and funding to support their efforts. Nevertheless, Brazil was their home and saving the rainforest meant the world to them.

Altair was a quiet, curious boy. He loved to learn and listened to his parent's instructions with little fuss. He became an older brother shortly after he turned five. Camila, in comparison, was rambunctious and full of life. She didn't take to the rainforest as easily, her interests lied more in sports and local community. Camila got herself into troublesome situations as a teenager while Altair focused on his studies.

Coming into adulthood, it became abundantly clear to Altair that there was no saving the rainforests. His parents knew that, too. He continued with his plans to pursue an education. Altair earned his degrees in botany and plant pathology, with a minor studies in agriculture. His studies kept him in Central and South America, but his programs were slowing down and held little value. In the meantime, Camila worked odd jobs and moved between Brazil, Colombia, and Venezuela frequently. Altair didn't see her very often.

In the middle of pursuing his Ph.D, his sister told him enough was enough. There was no use in trying so hard for a planet destroyed by greed. Camila told him it was time to look up at the stars. She convinced him to put his expertise to good use and apply for passage aboard THE ECHO. Their parents were content with the idea and urged them to go. They wanted to live their final days surrounded by what was left of the rainforest, but they wanted more than their children.

Altair managed to earn his place on THE ECHO as his work in botany and agriculture would be a necessary skill in their efforts to colonize a new planet. His sister secured her place on the security team. He said goodbye to his parents and promised to see his sister again in 25 years. When he awoke, she was gone.


















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Full Name: Dr. Luis Castillo
Nickname(s): n/a
Age: 44
D.O.B.: July 6, 2256 AD
Role: Zoologist, Veterinarian
Nationality: Ecuadorian
Turing Test: n/a

Height: 5’11”
Appearance: Luis Castillo has a face that was once gentle, with creases that formed at the eyes and the mouth from decades of relaxed smiles. Yet the past years have worn down his visage to something entirely devoid of its previous vitality. Skin, weathered and tanned from a career spent heavily in the sun, is now plagued with an undertone of gray. Dark circles rim the bottoms of his eyes. He was once fairly handsome, with a prominent nose and dark eyes. Stress and a period of alcohol abuse has aged Luis past his 44 years, to the point where he now looks closer to fifty. His hair and beard, thick and dark, are only groomed when they grow long enough to be annoying. Specks of gray have started to creep in at his temples and cheeks. Luis wears the simple and practical clothes of a field researcher - flannel button-ups, Henley tees, a leather watch, a nylon belt, and outdoor boots. He also occasionally wears glasses to correct hyperopia. Dexterous fingers and calloused hands delineate a career of both precise procedures and laborious tasks. Though his hands are bare, there is a faint tan line on his left ring finger, a stripe that never really seemed to fade even nearly ten years past his divorce.
Modifications/Enhancements: n/a
Faceclaim: Diego Luna

Skills: Veterinary Medicine/Surgery; climbing/mountaineering (intermediate)

Traits:
(Past disposition)
+ Compassionate
+ Flexible
+ Approachable
(Current disposition)
- Weary
- Cynical
- Detatched

Equipment: Stethescope; field research kit with sample vials, slides, PPE, etc.; his nerdy lil glasses

History:

Luis was born in Guayaquil, the fourth of seven children. His father was a quarry worker and his mother managed their humble two-room household. Once known for its booming fishing industry and its nature tourism (due to its proximity to the Galapagos and the Andes), the Guayaquil of Luis’s childhood was conversely a city on the brink of implosion. With its greatest sources of income devastated by a collapsing world around it, most of those who called Guayaquil home lived in abject poverty.



As a young boy, on annual trips to visit his mother’s sister in the Galapagos, Luis fell quickly and passionately in love with the lives of animals. This was a tenderness that would continue in the city when, as a teenager, he would skip games of football with friends to find food for an emaciated dog or to gently re-set the wing of an injured pigeon.



Despite their circumstances, Luis’s mother was insistent on her children staying in school until graduation. Afterwards, while his brothers would follow their father’s dangerous career path and his sisters seek security in city work or marriage, Luis persevered in gaining admittance to university. He was the first in his family since his great-grandfather to pursue an education past secondary school, a fact his mother would boast proudly at every opportunity. He studied biology and zoology, supplementing his courses with English language in the hopes of continuing towards a veterinary degree outside of Ecuador. He graduated with a doctorate in veterinary medicine from UC Davis, and would later return to complete a Masters degree in zoological field research.



His early career as a wildlife veterinarian took him around the world - to various conservatories, sanctuaries, and field centers anywhere from Rwanda to Thailand. In addition to his practices, he contributed to both academic journals and popular magazines, as well as serving as a speaker and panelist for multiple climate and conservancy symposiums. Newly engaged to his fiancΓ©e and anticipating a daughter, Luis eventually settled into a tenured professorship at the veterinary college in Sao Paolo.



The decaying state of the world and its affect on its inhabitants was a source of alarm for Luis and his colleagues. Frustratingly, it seemed that the time to substantially change the trajectory of the planet had passed far before any of them were born. Deeply sensitive and compassionate, especially towards animals, the inevitable tragedies of the natural world weighed heavily on Luis. For years, Luis saw the dead and dying in droves, animals starving for food that wasn’t there, unable to survive in the heat, their homes burned by wildfires or flooded by ever higher coastlines. Soon enough, Luis’s gift as a veterinarian neared closer to an executioner, often visiting zoos and wildlife habitats to euthanize its suffering inhabitants to save them further pain.



The work altered Luis irreparably. He took heavily to drinking, distancing himself from his young family. His wife left him while his daughter was still young, and even ten years later, his daughter is estranged from him.



Alone and left weary from the Earth’s current state, Luis volunteered to join Project Tartarus. Though there were inklings hinting at life forms on other planets, current research was primitive at best. Should any creatures exist on other planets, Luis was in a prime position in his field to help discover them.
 
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Full Name: L. Holden Beck
Nickname(s): Beck
Age: 33
D.O.B.: May 31, 2267 AD
Role:
Entrepreneur
Heir Apparent
Aerospace Technologist
Nationality: Australian, American
Turing Test: n/a

Height: 6’1”
Appearance: Beck has learned to use his obnoxious, beaming smile; dusty blonde hair; and glistening blue eyes to disarm people since boyhood, especially women. Though he is more than a pretty face, he is aware of his general good looks and isn’t opposed to using them to his advantage.
His clothes are always expensive and well kept, seeing as he sends everything to get dry cleaned. He’s meticulously groomed, with a clean-shaved face, manicured hands, and a strong cologne that trails behind him wherever he goes. He also wears a necklace with a Buddhist symbol (lol).
Modifications/Enhancements: n/a
Faceclaim: Sam Claflin

Skills: Engineering; Robotics
Traits:
+ Logical
+ Optimistic
+ Adventurous
- Hedonistic
- Spoiled
- Slight Savior Complex

Equipment: His PDA, which operates both on a handheld interface and through voice command, a beautiful lady Australian voice he’s lovingly dubbed β€œVeronica”. She has no sentience but he still likes to pretend she’s a real person when talking to her.

History:

Beck was born to an impossible father - a cold Australian technology typhoon who was already fifty by the time Beck was born - and an American mother whose presence became scarce early in his childhood. His mother’s chronic unhappiness surely stemmed from a loveless marriage that drove her further into the clutches of medications and white wines. Though he spent his early years in Australia, he was shipped off by the age of ten to boarding schools in Bern then Geneva, followed by university and a PhD program in the States. He only returned to his home country in his late twenties, to take up the helm of his father’s company (Beck Enterprises - β€œReach the Stars”) as Vice President by the age of thirty.

He has a younger brother named Julian, two years his junior, who Beck was always close with growing up. But as the oldest child, Beck was always seemingly destined to be the one to sit at his father’s right hand.

Most people speculated from the get-go that Marcus Beck’s oldest son was some moron coasting through life on a carte blanche. Though Beckβ€˜s resume was impressive, with a Harvard degree by age 20 and a Stanford PhD in aerospace engineering by 27, many would still speculate that Beck’s academic success was doubtless only founded on his father’s ability to pay his way into top programs.

Beck furthered his reputation as a flooze by appearing in the occasional tabloid with any slew of reality tv stars or heiresses on his arm, accompanied by the occasional photo of him doing cocaine in the back of a limousine.

Growing up in his fathers shadow, Beck came to equate life’s meaning with success, conquest, and trailblazing. Thankfully Becks hopes of attaining the stars were accompanied by a sharp mind that not only lent itself to pristine logic and computation, but also towards imagination and creativity. While his elderly father was notoriously stern, grimacing and humorless, Beck was more sociable, boisterous, and optimistic.

But, like Octavian at the right hand of Caesar, Beck yearned to make his own mark on the world. An incurable idealist, he believed that the company could do so much more for mankind than provide luxury shuttles for the wealthy. Unfortunately, any of Beck’s budding ideas of charitable uses of company resources were quickly and ruthlessly shot down by the Board.

Beck’s hopes for a future of fruitful endeavors and growing success were also stifled by a recent diagnosis of a degenerative disease that promised to leave him incapacitated or dead by the middle of his life. While able to hold off its symptoms wjth a handful of medications and injections presently, Beck is unsure of when such symptoms will progress and to what degree. His otherwise regimented life thrown into the unknown, Beck took the spontaneous chance to join the Echo, for the sake of adventuring to new parts of the galaxy, to aid in the founding of a new place in the stars. Silently Beck hopes that doing so will allow him to do at least one extraordinary thing with his life before it extinguishes far too soon.

He does not mention his disease and does his best to mask its effects, convinced that showing it would make him seem less serious and trustworthy in the eyes of his fellow passengers.
 
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    Cameryn is a woman with a rather average build, possessing an unremarkable height, and although she's rather fit from running around hospitals and any physical work she does as a surgeon, she is not notably muscular. In terms of clothing, she favors comfort and if she's not in scrubs, she just throws on the first clean thing in her wardrobe she can find. Her curly brown hair is worn natural, but when performing an operation is secured under a surgical scrub cap. As hard as she may try to fake an emotion, her dark brown eyes never lie, displaying her true feelings about something.






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    The first thing most people notice about Beverly is her hair. A wild, untamed mane, typically worn down, bleached blonde but becoming more copper toned as the days go by due to Bev not keeping up with hair maintenance. She's a rather short woman, but makes up for it with her presence, radiating a confidence that pulls people in. She always acts like she belongs and allows her body language to show this, even once it becomes obvious that she doesn't fit in somewhere.






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