Futuristic 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 -- Character Page

[birdgeoisie]

Characters Due on June 8th at 3pm EST​

You have a wide range of freedom in terms of characters. I want to see creativity! Feel free to embed your characters' backstory into this world, and create your own lore about planets and systems. Much of this has been intentionally left blank for you all to fill in yourselves! If you have any questions at all, feel free to ask in PMs or on the OOC!

Character Creation Guidelines

• All crew members must be human
• While there may be one or two laser weapons on board the Arachne, most of the crew are outfitted with less advanced tech. Standard, non-laser guns, mostly.
• Most crew should be 25+

Captain. You are the new head of this crew. You must demand respect, make the hard decisions, and oversee your crew with fairness. And you MUST get the job done. WaveTech ain’t paying you for dilly-dallyin’. If that means delving into some possibly illegal activities, so be it. WaveTech demands a job well done, not necessarily a job legally done.

Pilot. You may be the most important person on the ship. Without you, the boat don’t fly. You are Odysseus, threading an arrow through 12 axeheads. The Arachne is a clunky boat, but you know how to make her move like no one else. You work close alongside the captain to make decisions and plot out flight paths. You are also the new replacement for the previous pilot, and might find out that the Arachne has been outfitted unlike any boat you’ve flown before. This is definitely not WaveTech approved but… you ain’t gonna go squealin', are you?

Corp Rep. After everything that just happened with the previous crew, the Corp needs a little reassurance that things will go well. You're here to make sure the Corp's best interests are always kept in mind aboard the boat. You got the job because you're a pretty good talker, a li’l charmer, and you have the brains to back your words up. And above all else, because you showed undue loyalty to the Corp. WaveTech loves you, employee #238-9.

Medic. Flying through space isn’t always a walk through the park. People tend to get hurt, or maybe a little sick, or even go a li’l crazy. It’s always nice to have someone there, ready to patch you up after. It’s even nicer to follow TC guidelines that are totally not guidelines. You’re an essential part of the crew, so take pride in every chunk of flesh you seal up!

Mechanic. You might actually be the most important person on the ship. Don’t tell the pilot, but without you, the boat don’t fly. Like, actually. If a ship doesn’t have a proper mechanic, the crew’ll be lucky if they don’t find themselves suffocating out in the dark. You’re a grease monkey! And you know your way around the engines like nobody else. Beyond just that, you’re a tech genius. Mechanical, electrical- it simply comes to you. Let’s be honest, WaveTech is lucky to have you.

Cook. Now you may be asking yourself: what does some lowly little cargo ship need a cook for? Well, crews can get awful nasty when you don’t feed them right. And what’s one of the first things people will cite about WaveTech’s terrible treatment of its spacefaring employees? “Oh, they don’t feed ‘em real food- just dried protein blocks. Oh, WaveTech’s so nasty, I found a toenail in my rehydrated mashed potatoes once!” Well, dear Cook, you’ve been hired to keep up crew morale! Take those rehydrated mashed potatoes and make them your [REDACTED]! And when you’re not busy off in the galley, pick up a gun or some boxes or whatever else cap’n tells you to.

Hired Gun. You can punch. Real good. Probably. And if you can't do that, you can definitely shoot real good. Hell, maybe you can do both! You were hired by the Corp to ship out on the Arachne to provide a little more muscle, in case things ever get a lil hairy. And they do, unfortunately (unless you enjoy that sort of thing, you rascal), often get a lil hairy. Pack your biggest, baddest firepower and take to the skies. Played by Yours Truly

Crew. You are a nondescript crew member. You may have special skills, but that sure wasn't what the Corp was looking at when they hired you. You're fodder for the machines- just another cog to keep things moving. You're basically an intern, but that doesn't mean you can't have an important place on the ship! Or maybe you're too jaded for that, and you just want to work off your remaining time that the Corp owns you. Oh, did I forget to mention that bit? You, for one reason or another, are an indentured servant of Wave Technologies Inc. This is supposed to be your last assignment before your contract expires. Or you expire. You’re a replacement for one of the crew members that abandoned ship.

Spaceman. Once upon a time, there were folk who stepped out into the stars, and never looked back. They thrived in the vast expanses of emptiness; they found a thrill in every speck of light. They looked into the heavens and became heavenly themselves, like angels. Or ghosts. Or aliens. Some folk even say they’ve seen one. The legend of the Spacemen has garnered many an interpretation, yet they remain merely a legend. Played by Yours Truly

Use whatever code you like, but you must have the following information:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:

Faceclaim: (realistic only)
Hair, Eyes:
Height:
Physical Description: 2-3 sentences
Wardrobe:
Extra: (Optional. GE? Cyberorganic Mods? Signature weapon?)

Role:
Skills:
History:
Homeworld:

Positive Traits: (3+)
Negative Traits: (3+)
Personality:

 

[madame moiselle]

placeholder | crew member (cabin boy)​

 

[The Witch Son]

WIP​

Cass

Basics

Name: Cassius Alexios De' Leonidas

Alias: Casper Phillips

Age: 27 years old

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Homeworld:

Role: Cook

Appearance

Eye Color: his left eye is golden amber, a sign that it's a mod, and his right eye is dark brown

Hair: Buzzcut, Bleach Blonde but will grow in Dark Brown

Height: 5' 10"/177cm

Faceclaim: Wan Yi Hua

Distinguishing Marks: a beauty mark on his chin, mod in the left eye

Physical Description:

Wardrobe:


Personality

Vices: Manipulative | Flagrant | Indulgent

Virtues: Warm | Compassionate | Charismatic

[text]

Skills

Cooking:

Language:

Biography
[Deceased] Father: Augustus Aedinius De' Leonidas
[Deceased] Mother: Ursula Maximia De' Leonidas
[Deceased] Older Brother: Caelus Arsinius De' Leonidas
[Alive] Younger Sister: Serena Consentia De' Nero
[Alive] Younger Brother: Helios Augustus De' Leonidas

WaveTech in its heyday used to be a modern monarchy, the founding CEO calling the shots with absolute power. These days the bureaucracy of business runs WaveTech the same way all corporations eventually evolve, with a council board of members who all have their own opinions and goals. The founding family of WaveTech is actually not who holds the most stake in the company anymore. They no longer get the biggest piece of the pie and their vote no longer counts the most. They were usurped a few generations ago by the cutthroat Leonidas family.

It’s into this family that Cassius is born, the third child of the Leonidas family. Things have seemingly gone downhill for the elite family since then, to hear him tell of it. Unfortunately for everyone involved in Cassius’s life, he has seemed absolutely determined from day one to be the blemish upon the family’s name, the black sheep, the stain that just won’t come out no matter how much you rub that tide stain remover pen into it. Everyone else is contented or at least resigned to play the part of a dutiful corporatist in the family, but that’s never been Cassius’s agenda. He simply must march to the beat of his own drum. It’s his only way.

It started out innocently enough, dirtying his pure white pants right before an important event, cutting his own hair with scissors that he got from who knows where, coloring on the priceless painting from a dead artist because quote “it looked too dreary and needed a pop of color”, and putting all manner of creatures in his big sister’s drawers and bed because he knew how much she hated small crawly things. All of that may seem as a cry for attention. It was. But in Cassius’s defence he could go a whole day without seeing either of his parents regularly.

His closest companion and fondest family member was undoubtedly Caelus, who, for lack of a better term, was the only person who could control him. Caelus didn’t just manage to get him to behave occasionally though, he actually indulged him a little, played with him, helped him with his studies and was instrumental in solidifying any moral good in him. Caelus provided the attention that Cass needed as a small child, he provided real meaningful love and affection. No one was more reliably there than Caelus for Cass.

So you can imagine Cass took it pretty hard when the asshole went and got married, leaving Cass to fend for himself while Caelus started his family life with the woman of his dreams whom he loved and needed to create heirs with for the sake of the dynasty’s future… or whatever. So Cass ends up a moody teenager with loads of money to spend, no anchor to keep him grounded, and a blossoming understanding of the world beyond the palace gates. What else is there to do but wreak some havoc and scandal?

Raves, concerts, high class galas, low class bars, the rich, the poor, moons, asteroids, planets, Cass went everywhere. He also met just about everyone who was anyone and people who were nobody at all. In his mind the less time he spent at home the better. Cass drank and smoked and took pills, resulting in him not being able to recall the incidents that were landing him in scandal. His reign as a living, breathing Dionysus embarrassed his family a great deal, but he didn’t much care, and tended to shirk his duties as his family saw them by neglecting to show up to important events. Sometimes even showing up but appearing as one of the crowd rather than joining his family up on stage where they announced something or other, which was both improper and a shock. By the same token however, people seemed more interested than ever in the family. Cass was enigmatic to them and had a way of relating to people on a personal level both high and low. He had a way of capturing hearts and running away with them. Even becoming extremely sympathetic to the message of the Silverfins.

This lifestyle however, can’t really be maintained forever, it took its toll on him physically, he OD’d once, and his brother pleaded with him to stop his nonsense and come back home. Which ended in a fight that resulted in neither of them speaking to each other for a year. But it was really the alcohol poisoning incident which scared him into shaping up a little. Ironically this happened when he finally turned 21, the age at which it was actually legal for him to start drinking.

So there he was, a 21 year old burnt out, partied out, sorry piece of shit, limping back to the vast palace he called home. Rehabilitation was rough, but while back home he connected with his little brother, Helios, whose birth he had missed 5 years back. He had barely known the kid existed, if he was being honest with himself, but now back in the same living space he recognized the signs of a kindred lonely spirit. Helios was a very quiet kid who was curious about everything and liked to hide in odd places. The two became very close, and the act of becoming a big brother did a lot to tame Cass.

Not entirely, as Cass was still an extremely messy individual who relapses sometimes in the drinking department and does shit like sleeping with his sister’s Husband, Titus, on their wedding day. An act that he doesn’t even remember but still lost an eye over if waking up in a hospital with a fake one installed was any indication. (Which by the way, he maintains was more Titus’s fault than his, given he didn’t even try to seduce the man… he thinks… still can’t remember that one but if he was drunk he’s pretty sure he didn’t.) Imagine losing an eye over doing something like drunkenly sleeping with your sister’s brand new husband and she won’t even forgive you after stabbing it out with a letter opener. Wasn’t losing the eye punishment enough? And now she wouldn’t even come to family dinner if he’s there anymore??? Some people can never be reasoned with.

Nonetheless great improvements tend to be made to one’s character when you become (mostly) sober. For instance, Cass’s charisma proved to be extremely effective in terms of corporate diplomacy, more so even than Caelus, who was the beloved heir to the throne. And with this new found talent Cassius finally managed to become part of the family unit rather than the thorn in its side. Cassius’s reputation the last few years he was there matured a great deal, though he maintained a level of intrigue that his father still frowned at. In any case, he was happy that his relationship with his big brother was repaired, as he much enjoyed being an uncle, and he was happy to be to Helios what Caelus had been to him.

It sure fucking sucked when all of that got ruined.

Cass’s sister, Serena, married into the Nero family. The Nero family were the founding family of WaveTech; and they wanted to be the biggest stakeholders once more. In their defence, it wasn’t an exaggeration to call the Leonidas family cutthroat in their corporate takeover all those years ago. Corporate warfare will cost lives just as much as political warfare will in the outer worlds, but Cass sure didn’t appreciate being on the receiving end of this cold feud.

Their father fell ill and died. The funeral arrangements had to be made and both Cass and Caelus had to meet with the board of WaveTech executives to smoothly transition power to Caelus, and it was by pure accident that Cass didn’t end up on the same cruiser as Caelus. A scheduling mistake. That’s why he’s alive today and not blown to bits like Caelus.

They were both, Cass and Caelus, declared dead soon after the assault on Caelus’s cruiser, and it was with that announcement that Cassius began to suspect foul play. Cass wondered if that sudden illness that had taken his father had been natural or the result of poison. He trusted his gut and took to hiding in low places, with common people that he knew from back in the day that weren’t on the radar of elitists. Cass contacted his sister Serena, who was shocked that he was alive and broke down in tears with him. For all her resentment, for all her anger, she hadn’t wanted him dead, she never wanted Caelus dead or their father. She was able to confirm that it was her husband that had carried out this slaughter. In order to retake hold of the family business, he had threatened her into signing over the rights to her inherited shares of the company to him by threatening Caelus’s surviving wife and family that very morning. The Neros reigned supreme in WaveTech once more.

Serena begged him to go into hiding, that even if he was an idiot for contacting her, who’s calls were almost certain to be monitored, so long as he didn’t try to claim the company back he might be allowed to live. Cass wanted to live. He wanted what remained of his family to live. So he agreed. Cassius Alexios De' Leonidas would be no more.

They said their tearful goodbyes and Cassius became Casper Phillips, buzzing off his long and beautiful bleach blonde hair to help with his new identity. He acquired new credentials and imposed upon the goodwill and hospitality of his old friends, eventually landing a job doing the one thing he was good at - cooking. The sick irony of the situation is that the job is for WaveTech, but he figures hiding in plain sight might work in his favor, especially since he’s some nobody cook now. He remembers what it was like at the top, these people didn’t know the names and faces of the grunts. They just know them as numbers. And now Cass is one of those numbers.

Extra

Left Eye Mod: It looks pretty darned realistic, except that the color is mismatched to his other eye. It's outfitted with different vision capabilities that he's really only rarely used. Mostly the nightvision comes in handy when he's too lazy to turn on the lights, but the rest seems to be excessive and expensive add-ons that his family dished out too much money for. They include ultraviolet, infrared, night, and a zoom in feature to see up to three times as far as the average human eye. Seriously when is he ever going to need any of that?

Pinterest Board

Lana Del Rey - Doin' Time

Lady Gaga (remix) - Donatella

The Weeknd - Wanderlust

Lorde (cover) - Hold My Liquor

code by Ri.a

 

[doc_lovesponge]

Name: Tyson Freeman

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Faceclaim: Chadwick Boseman

Hair, Eyes: A dark brown for his eyes, pretty average for a human to be frank. However, his hair may be a different story. A slight redness is in his brown hair, which can be striking to a certain few people.

Height: 6'1"

Physical Description: Tyson is a rather slender man, seeming to never have entered a weight room in his thirty three year existance in this solar system. He does keep himself together for the sake of the business and other people however, always having a nice trim on his haircut and beard which may or may not be paid for by company budget. He really isn't an imposing figure compared to the rest of humanity, but has a decent stature nonetheless. He has a scarred right side of his face with a slight shade of red covering those scars, making it more noticeable for anyone who would spare a second to look at him. Dark skin with striking white teeth, he wouldn't seem out of place in an average meeting of big wigs and powerful players in the industries of the Sol Solar System. The burn mark may seem like a big red flag to any employer that sees it, but WaveTech still saw something in the employee, or at least his father did.

PS. The burns will come up later, though the meaning of them may be a little anti climatic.

Wardrobe: A salary man office suite, not professional or clean enough to be a top guy per say, but clean enough to win employee of the month three months in a row. The overalls with a plaid shirt underneath look as generic as possible, in an attempt to not offend any customer that may see the employee. As clean and friendly as a uniform can get before it enters the realm of parody. The straps of the overalls are a bold black, and the plaid also fits in the same ballpark of generics with a greyscale color scheme. Though not stylish in any means, the clothing of the wearer still has a pretty strong meaning. He is a company man, and he is willing to do a lot to make sure his company survives, whether or not the general populace would rather see him dead.

Extra: Equiped with a lasergun supplied by his employer, the higher ups are notified anytime he shoots the gun just so any wrongdoing cannot be done. The big wigs of WaveTech have a pretty large stamp on the worker, but cannot see most things he does thankfully. He marks his weapon supplied to him with a peace sign, whether wholly ironic or not.

Role: Corp Rep.

Skills:

History: Born on the more desolate deserts of Venus, the human race could barely hold the heat of the planet down to a simmering 94 degrees. A temperature that gives native Venus citizens a dark complexion rarely seen. Tyson was lucky enough to be born in the nice and cool buildings of a WaveTech executive, his father. His father was skillfull enough to rise in the ranks of WaveTech to become a well off worker of the company. To the point of being able to move his son to the hot and borderline unlivable conditions of Venus and get the best temperature adjusters in the Solar System. Tyson never knew what it was like to live life outside of this house filled with propaganda for the WaveTech corporation. All he knew was WaveTech, all he ever loved was his dad and the company that made his dad. He was always fascinated with the technology that was being brought out of the company, the advancements In communications that were coming out of the company. He never knew the shady and downright criminal undertakings of one of the largest companies in the Solar System. He just knew that he wanted to be where his dad was. Where his dad raised his to artificially love. He had rare relationships in the world of Venus, some networking connections and romances during his teen years, but he rarely was looking outside of his study of the human mind. Of how to properly advertise to and manipulate a human to do and buy what you want. He wanted to rule the Solar System with the little natural talent he had. An obsessed company man who would do nothing but to make his father proud of his position. His dad liked his son, but loved WaveTech. Though more cynical and less brainwashed of WaveTech's actions, he still would do nothing but to make the big boss proud. Those who make the big boss proud get to be in the inner circle. However, after all these years as a low level representative, he is starting to waver in his trust for the corporation. He still loves it like a father, but how long will he have this trust for the love he once had? The new assignment that he got put a lot of trust into him, maybe this is the chance of a lifetime, or maybe it's a chance to get out.

Home world: Venus

Positive Traits: Charming, Loyal, Good at manipulation and deception, a child at heart.
Negative Traits: Extreme cowardice, ignorance due to a sheltered upbringing, spoiled, a child at heart.
Personality: A surprisingly charming man, his non threating look actually works to his advantage. Raised his whole life to be manipulative and finds it easy to get to people, he loves when he plays people like a fiddle. However, there still is a part of him that feels terrible guilt for the people he swindles. The people that decided to put their trust into him, and the people who's hearts are broken by what turned out all along to be another company man. What makes the man more complex however is the udder cowardice that he displays on a regular basis. He doesn't take risk, he was never thought to take risks. He was sheltered so that he would never have to take a risk. Tyson was always completely fine with it. The kind heart he was born with turned sour for the people who he had never met. Bitter, sad, but still sheltered in his own mind in a cruel sort of way.

PS. The burns will come up later, though the meaning of them may be a little anti climatic.

(I have multiple things to address. I do know that I'm putting myself at a disadvantage due to not using code, which is understandable. Also, I really do hope you like my additions to the lore! It took me a decent amount to think up without it ruining your universe. The inner circle is what I'm especially proud of, since it could add a lot to the story.)

 

[birdgeoisie]

PERSONA

Virtues: resourceful, enthusiastic, thick-skinned, excitable, talkative
Vices: insensitive, unempathetic, argumentative, callous, low self-esteem

Wren isn't quite a gentle giant, but she's not necessarily the cruel, stone-faced killer one might expect out of a mercenary. She's shockingly boisterous, loving to butt into conversations. She's unapologetically loud and obnoxious. Wren is a cynic with a massive lack of respect for those around her. Authority and her are much like water and oil. Even the hoighty-toightiest of folk she'll talk down to. Though her words show disrespect, Wren's actions usually show where her heart truly lies, and it is actions that she uses to judge whether those around her deserve respect or not. She often acts out and can be very defensive, finding great shame in herself and how she can act to those she cares about, but seemingly too busy wallowing in pity to improve herself. Wren is ferociously protective of those she adopts into her circle of friendship, and appears quite approachable once you get over all the hardened and pointy exterior. Though she may appear pigheaded, she's not necessarily the independent sort, and thrives on being around other people. She is also a great asset to have on jobs, as she is very street smart, quick to conjure plans in combat, and just brave (maybe stupid) enough to follow through on any crazy orders.

APPEARANCE

Height: 6'
Hair: mildly wavy, dark brown, lighter caramel ombre, few inches past shoulders. often pulled back during jobs
Eyes: blue-hazel
text here.
Wardrobe: wren can usually be found wearing a heavy coat with a wide hood, button-ups, padded cargo pants, combat boots, with various holsters, and a black cowboy hat with a flat crown

BACKGROUND

Homeworld:
Skills:
text here.

MISC

text here.

Name Wren Morales

Nickname(s) known by some as songbird

Age thirty

Gender cis female

Sexuality bisexual

Role hired gun

Faceclaim lorenza izzo

 

[birdgeoisie]

placeholder for the spaceman​

 

[Heterological]

Kade Freeman

—requisite
name: Kade Freeman
age: 27
gender: Male
homeplanet: Titania from Zenith
sexuality: Heterosexual
role: Mechanic

—psyche
alignment: Chaotic good
ideals: Support, secure, survive
virtues: empathetic|perceptive|cautious|optimistic
vices: doubtful|patronizing|hesitant
personality: Kade is one with the team; he tries to support others and was hit the hardest when the defectors left. Although he still supports others, he doesn't quite trust them as much. He knows when he's out of his comfort zone and is fine with others leading the way, but when Kade talks about his own craft, he gets very patronizing. Due to his planet's culture, he values intelligence and knowledge above all things, with friends and family as a close second. Kade is also very cautious and has mild OCD. Since the betrayal, Kade has gone into a bit of a depression, lamenting in his own room, apart from everyone else.
habits: Triple-checks everything, pops his knuckles when nervous, needs things to be perfectly in order.
fears: Is afraid of being stuck on a planet again. This comes from an instinctual aversion to his old planet, a desolate hellhole that exists solely to house those that are the stepping stools for others.

—visage
height: 5' 10"
hair: Jet black and cropped on his head
eyes: Dark brown
face claim: Sean Teale
description: Kade is of average height and has quite a bit of muscle. He has very good hand-eye coordination, and although he isn't graceful by any means, Kade is swift, calculated, and precise in his movements.
wardrobe: He's partial to denim and leather jackets, and almost always wears jeans. Kade wears plain T-shirts and isn't really interested in style, as his job tends to get messy and stain his clothing. He does keep at least one clean pair but generally wears whatever is comfortable. He also almost always wears a utility belt with smaller tools.
other: An implant in his optical nerves helps him analyze the ship's components and detect problems. He keeps a taser baton and a handgun on his person when he's away from the ship.

—abilities
Kade is an information sponge. He has knowledge of all of the ship's critical components, most of the nonimportant ones, and has the rest on his implant. He also has great skill in using a handful of useful tools he gathered mostly from Mars and Venus and is a genius with electrical and mechanical engineering. Although he's no match for a professional, Kade also knows how to aim a handgun, since the precise movements that assist him with engineering also help to aim. He has skill with a 'taser stick,' as he calls it.

—history
Titania was first terraformed by Robert Freeman, a rich entrepreneur seeking to create mining operations in many of the craters. Freeman's workers lived in poor conditions, with little pay and horrible working conditions. Titania is a hellscape, with fluxing temperatures and poor visibility due to massive ice storms; like sand storms but with shards of ice. Small crappy towns were constructed in the craters to allow for quick transportation, while Freeman himself lived in a mansion. Eventually, the workers revolted, storming Freeman's house and causing the Crater Revolution.

Freeman was killed, and the workers ransacked the house and started to diversify their careers, creating actual societies. Almost a century later, a late descendant of Robert, Penelope Freeman, had a few ideas of how the universe should work, and this 'religion' came to be known as methodicalism: the core belief being that science and, more specifically, the scientific method, is the best thing to live by. This led to a society where the dumb did all the work, the ordinary ordered the dumb people, the smart people didn't do much physical work, and the smartest were very powerful politically. A war, held mainly between the city craters of Gertrude and Mopsa and known as the Titanian war, led to the deaths of thousands. Due to the threat of missiles or bombings, huge domes made of blocks of concrete and supported by steel were constructed over the major craters of Gertrude, Ursula, Mopsa, and Calphurnia. These sheltered the cities from the ice storms of the surface that froze everything, improving life overall on the planet. A decade later, a treaty was signed and the war stopped.

Nowadays, almost a century later, the domes are being eaten away thanks to ice-wedging and erosion. Giant holes in the domes create some zones with ice and others that are completely dry. Although dust rains down upon the cities every week, the domes are not in danger of collapsing.

Kade was born in the city of Gertrude, named after the crater it was built in. He was born with parents who abused him and kicked him onto the streets at the age of ten. At day the planet is cold, but manageable, while at night, these temperatures dip down to below freezing. This provided a constant need for shelter, and he would often sleep in the cleaner dumpsters as a kid. Kade grew up begging for food and stealing it if needed. He was almost never caught.

On Titania, intelligence is valued over all other traits. Because of this, school is mandatory, and even if you don't have a home, you have to attend. Kade scored high in all classes in his younger years and was put into a prestigious high school. He was different than all the others; Kade had no house at all, and yet he was beating his classmates, for it was a competition. It was custom that the one who was the best academically would be sent to Io on an all-expenses-paid-for trip, like a scholarship. Normally planetary trips were expensive, especially for those on Titania, so it was a high prize. Kade chose the profession of engineer. Quickly learning the craft and tools, he rose above the rest of his peers abnormally quickly. As someone who was superior mentally, he became an outsider; some people hated him, though nobody bullied him physically since they knew there would be serious repercussions.

Although Kade was alone and unsupported, he was determined to get the prize. He graduated as an engineer. Kade had proved himself smarter than his peers, and he was sent to Io along with some prize money. Each generation, surnames for people were reserved to those who were the most suited to it; he had earned the surname of Freeman, as a signal for his brilliance.

In Io, he stopped stealing, as the surveillance tech was much more advanced and he had a source of income. He set up an engineering shop that did decently, but life was much harder in Io than in Titania. There was better technology that Kade wasn't versed in, due to Titania being a third-world planet, and his competitors used this tech to their full advantage. Kade's business eventually shrunk over the course of a year or so, and he decided to quit and cut his losses. He sold his shop and got an optical nerve mod, or "optimod" as they were called. Soon after he applied as a WaveTech engineer.

After getting accepted into WaveTech's ranks, Kade started to refine his craft and familiarize himself with more high-tech tools. He rose through the ranks quickly thanks to his easygoing personality and his skill with ships. During this time, he realized that he was probably at least slightly genetically engineered, given how fast he had learned electrical and mechanical engineering, almost like Kade was made for that very purpose. He was slightly depressed because of this; his parents had engineered him to be a shipwright, only to throw him out for some reason. Eventually, his career started to take off, and he went from little transport ships to cargo behemoths. After switching around from ship to ship, he was eventually assigned to the Arachne, where he settled.

He was very close to the pilot especially, as they had gone on a casual date or two. And then she left, dismantling a part of the engine and rendering the ship useless. He felt betrayed; over the next few days, he became obsessed with finding out why she had abandoned the crew, although this quickly calmed down into more of a depression.

—quarters
Like all the others, Kade's cabin is small, but with the addition of a ladder to the engine, it's even more cramped. Some old towels are wrapped on the sides of the ladder since he constantly hits his head on it. He doesn't tidy up much, although he also tries to keep it relatively clean. A black case filled with some old tools is in the corner and his bed has worn sheets and a simple red blanket. His desk is simple and modern, with a metal frame and a wood top. Kade melded a cupholder in the frame a few weeks ago.

 

[logastellus]

Female mechanic| Adriane Turner| WIP| Fc:Londone Meyers​

 

[logastellus]

Female Medic| Rebecca Cromwell| Wip|FC: Chiara Scelsi ​

 

[coeur]

ophelie okunugi. ♫

​

—basics.
full name. ophelie okunugi
nickname(s). opie
age. twenty-five
gender. cis female
sexuality. bisexual
role. pilot

—visage.
description. for a girl who grew up on a freezing, icy expanse, ophelie's vibes are rather warm and summery. she carries herself with the same carefree, wild spirit she speaks with and stands tall, slim, and slightly boyish, with legs for days.
height. 5 feet, 8 inches (172 cm)
weight. 130 lbs (~59 kg)
hair. a mass of black curls which fall in an untamed mess to her shoulders.
eyes. dark brown and almond-shaped, underlined with dark circles. despite their sleepy look, they seem to contain a fire within.
wardrobe. ophelie's
mods. slight modifications to her ocular vision, nothing fancy. she'd been wearing glasses from the time she was twelve and had terrible eyesight. with the mods it's like having permanent contacts that keep her vision 20/20 and make flying stress-free.
face claim. eyes yumei nakajima.

—persona.
description. though she has a generally carefree disposition, ophelie actually cares quite a bit about everything. opie's known for her spunk and
positive traits. upbeat, optimistic, independent, confident, curious, protective, loyal, big heart, adventurous, honest.
negative traits. stubborn, intense, lazy, confrontational, kind of dumb, rebellious, blunt, aggressive, irresponsible.
skills. flying (fortunately),

—history.
ophelia was born on the icy tourist trap that is europa. anyone born on europa knows it only exists at this point to draw tourism to jupiter, the first corp terraformed planet. jupiter is where it's really at. europa is just a stop you take on the road trip, spend the night and see some gigantic genetically modified squid under europa's planet-wide ocean.

she might be a bit young to fly, but she's a damn good pilot.

code by @leviathan.

 

[mangomilk]

placeholder
the pilot​

 

[LiquidSaint]

I know you said the applications were still open as of tuesday but it’s a few days past now so I’ll keep this brief. These are the basic character ideas I had. If any of them sound interesting let me know and I can flesh them out more fully.

Captain - lifelong corporate employee who dreamed of rising to the top but never made it above captain. Is competent but burned out, just drudging from one assignment to the next. Although outwardly friendly and cares more about his crew than the job; ultimately cares most about himself and making sure HE gets home.

Pilot - Former ace combat pilot whose career was sidetracked by hereditary medical condition. Hotheaded and always ready for a fight, she feels constrained being forced to pilot a cargo ship.

Mechanic - Young, highly intelligent engineer. Quiet and bookish, constantly dreaming of adventure. Took the job hoping things would turn fantastical out in the reaches of space. Although young and naive, is extremely intelligent and quick-thinking, able to improvise complex solutions out of limited resources.

Cook - A giant of a man and former criminal, trying to escape his old life. Working on the ship under an assumed name and forged papers. He became a cook because he enjoys it and has a natural flair in the kitchen; but he has a much shadier skillset that isn’t immediately obvious.