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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 12:16 pm
Alright...Lets get this party started!!
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 12:24 pm
~Profile list~ (edited, first bio) username: Dragonfan39 name: Ecotef age: 36 race: Gedrykan home planet: Gedryk appearance: Tall and muscular. Mostly i appear as the humans, apart from the green patterns all across my skin. I have strange, green eye's, with dark hair on my head, and legs. Below my torso, i look much like a large cat, with green tiger-like stripes patterned across the dark hair on my legs. I do have a tail, with a short blade-like arrow on the tip. race-related powers: Telepathy, speed bio: I was born on Gedryk, a rather poor planet, but my home nonetheless. I love my home, but sometimes the memories of my parent's death, reside in the hollows and shadows of the planet. Currently, i work for the "Interplanetary Criminal Management System". Basically i work for the police. I don't have a partner, but i've proven i dont need one. I am now a Second-Class Officer, which gives my minor authority over any First-class position. The job does have it's perks, but in reality, it's no different then being a first-class private. I patrol the 3rd quadrant, in a cruiser, most of my time. Nothing overly special, but its my job. These days though, i'd had second thoughts about my job...perhaps this wasn;t the life i was destined for....Though it is dangerous, one of my missions resulted in the loss of my right arm. In it's place is a good-sized mecha-arm. main weapons: Mecha-arm, tazer, and lazer pistol. attributes: Glowing green eye's often allow me to see in dark places, and strong legs. other: N/Ausername: 3__Skull__3 name:Cana age:790 race:MechAngel home planet:Skyla appearance:here's my character's look minus the shoes...ugly shoes [x] race-related powers:blow icy fire bio:She lives on the planet of Skyla and is the commander of a powerful army fleet main weapons:ray gun attributes:speaks muti languages other:none Username: Space Pirate Varek Name: Varek Age: 26 Race: Lykos Class transgenic/parahuman (werewolf) Home planet: unknown Appearance: Varek is for the most part, human. He is tall and lanky, but very well-muscled. He has long, wavy, platinum blonde hair, golden yellow eyes, and pale, sallow skin. He would look quite sickly, were he not so visibly vigorous. Here's a link: [x] Race-related powers: strength, speed, cellular regeneration, metamorphosis (shapeshifting) Bio: Varek is a parahuman, a human-animal hybrid. When he was a child, Varek was abducted for use as a test subject in a series of experiments called Project CHIMERA. These experiments included extensive gene splicing and primitive surgical procedures that had long since been declared illegal. The goal of Project CHIMERA was to create a group of parahuman supersoldiers by combining suitably gifted human beings with powerful, predatory animals to enhance their natural abilities. Many children were abducted. Those who survived were officially conscripted by the United Systems Military. Varek was conscripted and trained as an elite soldier and black operations unit. He served the USM for 10 years. Then, 3 years ago, the USM turned on the CHIMERA supersoldiers, beginning a campaign intended to cover up all traces of their illicit experiments and their results. Varek, having been betrayed by his superiors, betrayed them in turn, becoming a notorious space pirate. However, his notoriety comes at a price, as the USM is always on his tail, still attempting to finish what they started. Main weapons: Varek prefers to use his own body as his weapon, fighting with tooth and claw and pure animal brutality. However, he retains his military training, and is skilled in the use of many different weapons. He usually uses a literal 'lightsaber,' a sword of light which can be made longer or shorter by gathering photons (light particles) from the surrounding area. It is not entirely dependent on this, however, and is capable of storing light energy for use when photons are scarce. He also carries a plasma pistol on his person, in case of an emergency. Attributes: extremely accute senses, quick reflexes, high metabolism Other: Varek is capable of changing 25%, 50%, or 100% into wolf form. At 25%, he displays wolfish features, such as fangs, fur, ears, and claws (see "appearance" link). In this form, he is still primarily bipedal. At 50%, he resembles the standard werewolf archetype, half-man and half-wolf. In this form, he is still primarily bipedal. At 100%, he appears as a monstrously large wolf. In this form, he is quadrapedal. In human form, Varek appears normal, except that he operates at and beyond the peak of human physical fitness. However, he sometimes suffers violent seizures, resulting from a faulty gene, and must take tryptophan supplements to control them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 12:47 pm
I was cruising the 3rd quadrant, as my job demanded. The steering wheel of the chrome ship was warm, and wet with the sweat of one of my hands. My other hand, the mecha hand, remained cold, and ominous. It haunted me always, as i rememberd the day it was placed on the stump of my shoulder. Sure, that day had brought my honor, and rank, but i often wondered if it was worth it. Maybe, but alas, maybe not. Stars zoomed by, as i approached my next stop, the moon Yedha. It was a common place for criminal activity. Recent reports came in, concerning shady drug deals, hold-ups, and rape stories. The thing was, all this was common in this area, and it couldn't all be accounted for. But the reports seemed to increase lately, which was why i was sent to investigate.
I set the ship on auto-pilot, and went into the small compartment behind me, to change out of my uniform. Criminals don't respond well to official officers from the ICMS. Especially Second-Rank Officers. So i changed into clothes more suited for a planet such as this. I fit in well, for cyborgs like me were discriminated against as stereotypical bad-guys. It was a useful disguise, but depressing for me all the same. I painted a scar on my cheek, and looked at myself in the mirror. It was definitely a good disguise. The black coat, dark hair and beard, with a cat's legs and tail. I looked the part.
The cruiser approached a terminal landing bay. I flipped off autoplilot, and slowly eased nexto the landing dock. I turned on the A.G. (antigravity), and released the ramp onto the dock. I walked down the ramp, and looked around. Nothing out of the ordinary, cloaked figures, scrawny pawn-shop owners, drug deals at the public bar. definitely ordinary.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:23 pm
((Oh come on guys....Im a little bored here!))
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 5:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 6:35 pm
I sent you a PM with my character's profile. Let me know what you think. I'd be glad to join, if you'll allow it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 8:04 pm
Varek sat at a secluded table on the shady side of the nearby pub. He was reclined in his seat, his arms crossed against his chest, his boots resting on the tabletop, next to an array of empty glasses. His head was bowed, his long, wavy, platinum blonde hair flowing over his face, obscuring it from view. His eyes were closed. His mouth was partially open. He was snoring softly.
He was sleeping.
He was well aware that he was wanted by all manner of law enforcement agencies, including the ICM, and especially the USM, but he wasn't worried at all. No law enforcement agent would dare come to this planet in pursuit of him. Even if they did, he knew they wouldn't dare pick a fight with him in the middle of "enemy territory". By surrounding himself with dangerous people, he'd effectively eliminated any threat of danger. While his crew was off spending the spoils of their most recent raid, he was now able to catch up on his sleep.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 5:54 am
Cana then flew past Varek, but stopped and looked at him."Hello?"She whispered softly.She was a race of mechangels.She didn't wear any shoes, because Cana normally flew everywhere she went, but on occasion she would walked on the ground."Hello?"Cana said again her long blonde hair was now in Varek's face 'Oops.'she thought as she put it behind her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 3:32 pm
I continued walking through the crowded streets. The air was filled with ugly greenish smog, and the buildings were tall, poorly built, and most of them smelled like drugs, or alcohol. I scrunched my nose, and continued my search. I kept my hand ready at my gun. I noticed then the shadow fly across the hidden sun. Mechangel. Common enough, but not so common as to be flying towards a pub window. Interesting...I figured i'd check it out. I felt like drinking anyways...
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 3:58 pm
Cana then heard more footsteps coming close.She looked up and saw Ecotef coming down the street.Instead of running she stood up floating no more than an inch above the ground.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 9:58 pm
I walked into the bar, trying not to notice the mechangel floating above the ground. I knew that she knew i'd seen her, but i tried anyways. As i walked into the bar, the atmosphere changed drastically. The air grew darker, and smelled like things such as alcohol, smoke, and urine. Figures...There was nowhere in the universe where one would find such a thing as a 'clean bar'. It was unheard of. I looked around and saw scowling thugs, fat drunks, and wet drool stains on the tables. I headed towards the front counter, ordered a light beer, and surveyed my surroundings cautiously. I watched, hunched over my drink as if it were my life, and waited. My eye always kept trailing towards the window...
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:40 pm
Varek's nose twitched. Something smelled different. Wrong. His eyes snapped open. He sat up in his chair and looked around. Spotting the stranger at the bar, he grinned. His teeth were unusually white and unusually sharp. The stranger was a law enforcement officer. He couldn't tell by sight, but could tell by scent. Scent was Varek's strongest sense. The man smelled too clean. He looked dirty enough to be a criminal, but he didn't smell the part. It wasn't hard for Varek to 'see' through his disguise.
Standing up, Varek approached the bar in a slowly, casually, and sat down beside the stranger. "Get me a glass of Nitro, Clyde" he said, 'Nitro' being the strongest alcoholic beverage known to man, 'Clyde' being the name of the bartender, "and another one for my friend, here." His voice was quite deep, but very smooth. Very suave. He'd heard the stranger order a light beer. That was another clue to his true identity. He didn't smell like a criminal, and he didn't act like one, either.
"I guess I'll just have to help him out a bit," Varek thought. He looked at the stranger and grinned again, but turned away before the stranger could notice.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:47 pm
Cana interested in Ecotef followed him into the bar.When she entered it seemed that all the people in the bar stopped what they were doing.She looked around and just kept "walking" toward Ecotef.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:53 pm
Hmm....interesting. He knew...well enough. But was he a friend or a foe? or a better question, was he here to help? Perhaps. I'd let him play his game, for the meantime. all the while i was keeping my eye on the mechangel, while talking to this...vagabond who'd boldly approached an officer at a bar. Staring ahead of me, i stated dryly, "I'd rather not be drunk now...", trying to faze him. It was honest enough.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 6:59 am
Cana walked up to Ecotef, and tapped is shoulder lightly."Excuse me sir."She said
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