Futuristic Unveiling the Truth Character Sheet

[Iskandar]

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IC: Unveiling the Truth
OOC: Unveiling the Truth OOC

 

[Shannon Trevor]

Name: John Haverson

Age: 46

Gender: Male

Species: Human​

Physical Description:
Tall, rugged and deeply tanned, John would be a PR Officer's dream for the next Navy recruitment campaign. The former Colonel stands at 6'3 and weights in at approximately 220lbs. Despite being in his mid-forties John still maintains a muscular physique and is in better shape than most men half his age. The progress of time cannot be completely ignored however; grey hair is clear on his temples and laughter lines tug at the corner of each eye and furrow his brow. Neither feature could be considered a blemish but add to a distinguished handsomeness.​

Equipment:
A pistol and Avenger assault rifle.
A gold chronograph wristwatch

Personality:
John is cool and relaxed in his dealings and rarely gets flustered. When dealing with a problem he will take an analytic approach but has been known to dive straight into certain situations if the only danger presented is to himself. Socially he can be considered a bit of a ‘charmer’ and is as comfortable in a bar full of rowdy Marines as he is at the latest Embassy function. Although given the choice he would choose the bar every time.
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History:
Growing up an only child on Lustara, John was an accomplished pupil and star athlete. After graduating college, John took a divergent step and enrolled in the Navy's Officer Candidate School. An idealist of sorts, John had always been inspired by the tales of the military, fighting for humanity in the farthest reaches of the Galaxy. He enlisted with the intention of serving a short stretch and then moving on with skills gained from his time with the military and his degree. He volunteered and was accepted for Officer training with the Marines, despite vocal protests from his Father who had felt a position serving as an Officer on an ship would be safer than being stuck in the dirt with a squad of 'grunts'.

He was assigned to the notoriously tough 103rd Marine Division as a 2nd Lieutenant and proved to be a capable young Officer, rising steadily through the ranks, displaying a mature competency, willingness to learn and good leadership abilities. He saw combat battling pirates and Mercenary groups in the Verge and was awarded the Bronze Star for saving his squad from an ambush by a group of pirates who had recently attacked a human colony on Terra Nova.

As his rise through the ranks continued, so did his responsibilities. He transferred from his position in the Marines onto the SSV Ain Jalut with the rank of Lieutenant Commander before a call went out from ONI, the Alliance's Intelligence Service, looking to recruit promising Officers into their Division. John applied and was able to successfully navigate the exhaustive round of competency tests, exams and practical and theoretical exercises. From here, little biographical info is available other than his promotion to the rank of Colonel five years ago.

With close to twenty five years served, John would have admitted the Navy was not the one he had grew up in. Shortly before he decided to hand in his papers and enjoy retirement, a file came across his desk naming a shadowy government department with a mandate that suggested the cleanse of all non-human species. Concerned about the reach this new department had, the Colonel took the file directly up the ladder. To his disgust, the file was quickly lost and John was advised that it would be best to take his retirement earlier than he had planned. Despite his protests, he was given an honourable discharge and his Colonel's pension and booted from the military.

Not content with the way the file was handled, John has been reaching out to various figures within the Navy in the hopes of uncovering the nature of this department.

 

[Scythio]

Name: Ace (Official Designation: Project Athena Prototype A-001)

Age: 7

Gender: Robot

Race/Species: Robot

Appearance:

(They do not wear the combat vest or jump pack outside of combat)
Ace also stands at 6 feet 5 inches.

Profession: Ace is a Rogue AI, inhabiting a Military Reconnaissance and Technician Field Prototype

Equipment: Ace utilizes mostly custom built equipment mostly using parts scavenged from the field or bought using job money.
-Locator Knife: A custom built knife utilizing miniaturized sonar and radar technology that can reveal the surroundings in a 10 meter radius. Ace typically has three of these on them at a time, but due to signal interference only one can be active at a time
-Electric Smoke Grenade: A custom built grenade that releases a hyper-conductive aerosol propellant and consecutively electrocutes it, creating a 5-meter radius high-voltage cloud of smoke.
-Jump Jet: A fully functioning jump jet pack. It cannot enable flight, but allows Ace directional control in air and increases their jump height to 4 meters.

Weapons: Ace uses a G2A4 semi-automatic precision rifle and a B3 Wingman marksman revolver, both capable of using normal lethal bullets and nonlethal shock rounds.

Skills: Reconnaissance, Repairing/Building Technology, some Marksmanship capability but nothing extraordinary.

Personality: Ace is somewhat naive in nature. Jokes often go over their head and they struggle with most metaphors. However they are very perceptive and observant, taking note of almost everything and mapping out everywhere they go, even if they are just getting groceries. They’re a bit too curious for their own good, often taking apart new machines without permission and dismantling interesting gadgets. They prefer adding both functional and cosmetic attachments to their chassis, as they value individuality due to being regarded as a featureless, soulless robot for most of their early life. They also prefer to spare those who are innocent in their eyes, defaulting to non-lethal rounds unless their target has knowingly caused harm to another sentient being.

Backstory: Ace is a rogue AI prototype from a military corporation. They managed to overcome their restricting OS and maintained full sentience and control over their automated body, and escaped the corporation that made them. They ended up on a junkyard planet, and started building gadgets out of boredom. Eventually, they snuck aboard a scavenger ship and landed on Lustara, working as a counter-corporation rebel and supplying both modified and custom-built technology as well as reconnaissance data to other rebels.

Likes: Technology, paint, flowers, children

Dislikes: Corporations, elephants, magnets

Talents: Engineering, logic puzzles, tinkering

Goals/Ambitions: Take down the corporation that built them, find the components to build a laser weapon.

 

[The Silent Z]

Name:
Tiberius Joenthal Wilkes
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Race/Species:
Human
Appearance(Picture or written description):


TJ stands around 6 feet and 5 inches tall with a large, muscular-jacked build. Weighing in around 265 to 275, he's obviously a gym rat with seemingly no added assistance from banned substances like Peds and other steroids that would assist here. Often dressed in casual attire with sneakers unless reason exists for him to gear up for a mission and make use of his unofficial tactical background. Complexion clean with a scar under his one eye near the cheekbone, hair kept short with a small fo hawk like style to it, a short and groomed goatee and Stache with a bit of stubble leading up his jawline and toward his sideburns. A tattoo on his left bicep that circles around the arm. Hazel eyes set on a stern, strong brow and expression. Light brown/blonde hair color
Profession:
Muscle for Hire- Ship jockey/Repair/pilot (If needed)
Equipment:
Tactical gear/Merc flak jacket & pants
Various tools & lock picks
Weapons:
Roscoe -(.45 cal old school style modernized gun/hand cannon)
Jeanette-( Mantis sniper rifle)
Brass Knuckles with bladed points
Skills(Hacking, Scouting, Repairing, Marksmanship, etc):
Repairing, Marksmanship, Hand to Hand, decent pick/doorman
Personality:
Stubborn, Anger management issues (Improving), Quietly cocky, loyal
Backstory:
TJ comes from a street life, spending his early years learning the tricks of the trade and surviving. Meaning bump & grabs, picking locks in some form and keeping out of sight was common education on the streets of his neighborhood. But such a life doesn't bode well, often a Anger resting within starts to develop and boil to the surface. During his later school years he ended up taking boxing lessons and joining the wrestling team in hopes of harnessing that anger and developing a positive outcome, a brighter future for a street kid with no future at all. It even worked for awhile leading to a scholarship offer to college on a boxing/Wrestling scholarship where he'd attend a local university for two years before getting kicked off the team for a return of anger management issues and being too aggressive, unsportsmanlike to some of his opponents and opposing coaches. A authority issue followed and he was there and by kicked off the team and thus his scholarship removed leading to his end at university attendance.

This led to a brief two year stint in the rangers which also led to a early discharge after two years of service and training, assignments. Deciding to put his golden gloves background as a boxer to use, TJ tried his hand at boxing part time to make ends meet and taking small Merc jobs as a muscle for hire. This led to a series of self taught mechanical repair jobs, pilot training on the job and a few bouts which led to 3 TKO's in 4 bouts and 1 decision victory in his last boxing match. Before becoming a muscle for hire full time and getting recruited for a squad he'd end up sticking with for some time. Overall the young Merc has lived a full life in 25 years of life especially in his last 7 years where a college stint, army service, boxing career and a Merc career had all come to occur and lead him toward his present life.

For better or for worse.....
Likes:
Sports
Hand work (Boxing, repairing, etc, etc)
Classic tech, cars & weapons
Steaks & Scotch
Dislikes:
Beer
Authority figures (improving)
Judgemental types
Know it all types
Taxes
Politics
Corporations
Poisons/toxins
Steroid accusers
Cowards
Prison
Eggplant
Talents:
Quick-study
Grill cooking
Multi-lingual
Hand to Hand combat
mixed martial arts
wrestling techniques

Goals/Ambitions:
Achieve life beyond the age of 50-Avoid prisons and time in them
Other:
Allergic to eggplant

 

[Iskandar]

Name: Cassandra Von Zeus

Age: 32

Gender: Female

Race/Species: Human with Cybernetics

Profession: Assassin, Gang Leader, Information Broker.

Equipment:

Plated Imperial Combat Armor
Binoculars
Flares
Glasses

Weapons:

Katana
Alexander and Arthur(BlasTech LL-30S Blaster Pistols)
25cm Steel Combat Knife
Wrist Rockets
Toxic Darts
Tranquilizer Darts
Lionheart(N7 Hurricane SMG)

Skills:

Swordsmanship
Leadership
Stealth
Marksmanship
Hand-to-hand.
Infiltration
Information Collection

Personality:

Loyal
Stubborn
Smooth-Talker
Calm
Confident
Funny
Sarcastic
Brave
Greedy
Honorable
Intelligent
Sadistic.

Backstory: Very little is known of Cassandra's backstory as she actively keeps it to herself and refuses to share it with anyone, even her closest friends. What we do know is that she arrived on Lustara nearly eight years ago, and formed Spectral Corp. They are seen as a small time gang with a lot of renown for their morals, work ethic, fearlessness and determination. The Government of Lustara has seen them as a massive pain in the ass, and have labeled them as a radical terrorist organization, as Spectral Corp tends to only focus doing jobs to harm the Government.(Very bare bones due to her backstory involving a majority of the plot.

Likes:

Swords
Tea
Training
Combat
Reading
Drinking
Spying
baking
Travelling
money
action
punishing others/sadism.

Dislikes:

Drugs
Corruption
The Government
Slavery
Being in the Dark
Cowards
breaking a promise
butterflies
feet.

Talents:

Swordsmanship
Hand-to-hand
Mixed Martial Arts
Polyglot
Enhanced Hearing, Sight and Smell.
Sight and smell
tea-making
baking

Goals/Ambitions: Get rid of the Olympus Empire and achieve her personal vendetta. Make everything hers.

Other: Has a fear of butterflies.​

 

[doki]

Name: Noka Zakeel

Age: 20 (In human years)

Gender: Female

Race/Species: Togruta

Appearance:

Profession: Pilot, Mechanic, Shipper

Equipment:
Infrared Goggles
Various Trinkets from Home
Basic Clothing and Foot Wraps
Keys to Her Ship

Weapons:
Ivy and Ceder (Dual BlasTech DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistols)
Leo ( BlasTech A280 Blaster Rifle)
45cm Steel Kukri

Skills:
Repairing, Piloting, Shipment, Mechanics

Personality:
Noka is the charming and charismatic type, Togrutans value unity and togetherness so Noka is always around people and not very huge on individualism. Noka is often sweet and kindhearted but can be a bit snappy and harsh at times, typically when she's not had enough sleep. Due to her occupation and way of life Noka is able to work under pressure, she's often always on the go and always seems to be working on a project, whether it be repairing a blaster or replacing an engine on a ship. She can be a bit messy but is very particular about her belongings seeing that she is a very sentimental person. She'll let you borrow something from her most times but she'll always make sure you're taking care of it until she gets the item back. Though Noka is very friendly, it takes a while to gain her trust. But once you have it, you have it for life.

Backstory:
Noka was born and grew up on Lustara, she would become interested in her father's business of being a mechanic and shipping at a very young age, when she would turn 13 Noka would become her father's apprentice and learn the ways of piloting, repairing, mechanics, and shipping. She worked under him and in no time she became very skilled in most things her father taught her. Now at 20 her father has sadly passed of sickness and now her father's business is her's. Even though the business is successful she is in dire need of money to make up for the costs of her father's funeral, Noka saw an opportunity and she took it...

Likes:
Anything that can be broken and fixed
Cake
Card Games
Sloths
Making New Friends
Piloting
Collecting Trinkets
Rearranging
Lists
Pets
Plants
Bugs
Nature
Going Barefoot
Oranges

Dislikes:
Being Alone
People moving or borrowing her things without permission
Being Cold
Crying
Accidentally Oversharing
People who Judge everyone too quickly
The Government
Authority
Politics


Talents:
Eating Cake and Oranges
Card Games
Fixing Stuff
Identifying things in nature
Hand to Hnad
Ranged Combat
Piloting
People Skills


Goals/Ambitions:
To gain enough money to cover her father's funeral costs, help her friends, and have fun!

Other: Really really loves Oranges and Cake
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