Futuristic Unified Burden - Characters

[DemetrioMachete]

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[Sarah Bear]

Name: R.H.I.G (Reactive Humanoid Information Gatherer)

Aliases: Rig

Species: A.I

Age: 3 years

Job history: soldier, information gathering, guard, occasional diplomat, and peacekeeper.

Planet of manufacture: I was made on Triton, one of the moons on Neptune.

Personal History: I was created to gather information on the other races- The Guttle, Eru, Drog, and the Xiaad. Everything from what technologies they have to their general religious practices to what they prefer to eat, essentially any information possible, especially any which may help humans repair their... Damaged, reputations. Originally being a machine designed strictly for information gathering, I was built much smaller than most of the soldier or peacekeeper robots, so that I am not intimidating to any creature that may be able to give me this information. Those who created me were unable to receive enough funding for this sole purpose, so they began thinking of other uses. One such use, and the one which ensured they had the funding to continue, was the soldier "subroutine". I am capable of combat at close range (preferably via sword, but knows limited hand-to hand) and mid range (with a submachine gun or shotgun, preferably. No sniper rifles though.) and also possess the ability to hack into most civilian level technology, and any military technology that I have the clearance to use. Although it was not intentional, I was built to be a very adaptable machine, and developed a personality of sorts to more easily gain organics trust, it has been successful with many humans so far, especially the soldiers, so I am optimistic for earning the Guttle and possibly the Drog species' trust, however I have not encountered any Eru or Xiaad yet.
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[DemetrioMachete]

Name: Velstadt O'Reilly

Known Aliases: Old Man Velstadt, Old Fart, The Health Inspector

Species: Human

Age: 167 years old.

Job History: Galactic War Soldier, Mercenary, Ore miner, Health Inspector.

Planet of Birth: Earth

Personal History: Velstadt grew up never knowing his parents. Shortly after he as able to comprehend the world around him, he was left solely in the care of the family AI, who never elaborated on what happened to them. With no parental figures in his life, Velstadt ended up a loner in school with mediocre grades. His life seemed doomed to mundane labor, until Humanity was dragged into a war they sought to end swiftly. As soon as Velstadt was of legal age, he joined the Galactic Army of Humanity, where he learned how to snipe and better utilize mathematics to improve his sniping.

Velstadt saw a great deal of combat when deployed to the Galactic War. His number of confirmed kills stood at roughly 180 for each non allied species. He was rewarded several medals for his improbable aiming skills and tide turning sharpshooting.

When the Galactic War ended, Velstadt failed to retire his bloodlust, finding mercenary work in eradicating space pirates for profit, relying on his trusty Sniper Rifle for every mission. Years passed and Velstadt did what he could to contribute to making the Milky Way a safe place, until an eye injury ended his mercenary career for good. After hus recovery, Velstadt found hinself unable to hit close targets with his rifle, but could still nail long distance targets near effortlessly. With his eyes no longer as sharp as they were, Velstadt spend the last days of his youth and all of his middle age mining ores across various planets.

Now in his older years, Velstadt was discharged from manual labor, as his body was too weak to keep up with demand. Unwilling to simply retire, he found a more easygoing job as a Galactic Health Inspector, travelling between Space Stations to ensure they were safe and sanitary.

Those who knew Velstadt in his younger days would remember the shy and quiet boy who often murmured to himself, but he seemed to outgrow that as he grew old, developing senile dementia which wracked his mind ruthlessly. Now as an old man, Velstadt is talkative, nauseating, and nonsensical. Even as a Health Inspector, he carries his rifle from the Galactic War, his old, war wracked mind forcing out his sharpshooting instincts.