Crocmon
Pop-punk n' space magic. Not always in that order.
General Information
Name: Silas Metroka
Race: Newman
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Appearance
Visual Appearance: Formalities can be everything.
Physical Appearance: Silas is an exceptionally lean Newman, but is deceptively so. He stands at average height, wearing his rapier on him at all times. He keeps his uniform in pristine condition, and tries to stand tall and proud as much as possible.
Personality Information
Likes: Fencing, Exploring, Loyal Crew, Chocolate
Dislikes: Crapshoots, Clipped Wings, Insubordination, Raisins
General Personality: Silas is a calm, reserved man. He is praised for being able to contain his emotions and keep a level head, able to weigh emotional problems with logical ones with impeccable scrutiny. When he becomes passionate about something, it will be apparent only when he's about to do something ground-breaking. He rarely acts on the mild urges, though. He plans while he plans, making schemes for things as he goes. He manages to keep from manipulating people, save for motivating them to keep moving forward. The only time he's lost his cool in a non-combat situation was when someone switched out his chocolate candies with raisins....
Equipment (Only necessary for DoWs!)
Stuff: Best-selling book, bag of chocolate candies, MAG named 'Verizon.'
Equipment: Rapier (quality will vary based on best available material), light pistol, light armor
Powers ( Only necessary for DoWs! )
Unique Powers: N/A
Skills/spells/talents/other: Tactician's Insight (Can see attack patterns coming with enemies, using his Newman 'gut' to sense their energy readings and react accordingly)
Career
Job: ECNF Fleet Admiral, First Fleet
Legend: Discovered System M1302, named it "Congressum," first contact with SSA.
Rank: :rank1:
Character's History
History: Silas had, even in his youth, been a man of quiet resolve. He was never loud and obnoxious, always patient and observant. He watched his peers, learning their ins and outs through simple observation while they fell into the pitfalls of growing up. This made a cynic out of Silas, and it was at the expense of others that he amused himself. The years saw him train to become a Navy Ensign, joining into the ECNF Celestial Navy at the earliest of ages. He felt challenged only onboard a ship's bridge, as other jobs he had trained had been child's play.
Aboard the frigate ECNS Shuriken he was at the helm. He felt at home moving a large ship, the hulking metal titan under the controls responding to his suggestions as if an extension of himself. He was an ace pilot, making the decisive moves in ECNF Orbital War Games sometimes at the direct disobedience of the superior officers. However rash he may have been, he showed results time and time again. He was promoted up the chain of ships, piloting the cruiser ECNS Gran Torino he was the leader of several successful 'teams' in the war games. However, it was here that his career would take on the light-speed jump it needed to land him a job on the ECNS Discovery.
During one war game, his ship had suffered damage and its weapons disabled. There was only one opponent remaining for him to deal with, a lone cruiser. This cruiser's ship-to-ship batteries were still 'online' for the exercise, yet it was defenseless to any hostile fighters. Silas told his crew to set the Gran Torino to orbit this hostile cruiser fast enough to dodge the shots from the ship-to-ship guns, while friendly fighters from other 'wrecked' ships were requested to provide assistance. Doing just this, Silas and the hostile cruiser were locked in what looked like a game of cat and mouse for three hours. Holding steadfast, the 'hostile' cruiser's weapons depleted and it was disabled by the simulated fire from the fighters that had come to the aid of the Gran Torino as well as the squadrons assigned to it. He had decidedly won the year's war games with a show of acrobatics, his resourcefulness being noticed by all of his superiors and landing him in the Captain's Chair of the ECNS Discovery.
Name: Silas Metroka
Race: Newman
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Appearance
Visual Appearance: Formalities can be everything.
Physical Appearance: Silas is an exceptionally lean Newman, but is deceptively so. He stands at average height, wearing his rapier on him at all times. He keeps his uniform in pristine condition, and tries to stand tall and proud as much as possible.
Personality Information
Likes: Fencing, Exploring, Loyal Crew, Chocolate
Dislikes: Crapshoots, Clipped Wings, Insubordination, Raisins
General Personality: Silas is a calm, reserved man. He is praised for being able to contain his emotions and keep a level head, able to weigh emotional problems with logical ones with impeccable scrutiny. When he becomes passionate about something, it will be apparent only when he's about to do something ground-breaking. He rarely acts on the mild urges, though. He plans while he plans, making schemes for things as he goes. He manages to keep from manipulating people, save for motivating them to keep moving forward. The only time he's lost his cool in a non-combat situation was when someone switched out his chocolate candies with raisins....
Equipment (Only necessary for DoWs!)
Stuff: Best-selling book, bag of chocolate candies, MAG named 'Verizon.'
Equipment: Rapier (quality will vary based on best available material), light pistol, light armor
Powers ( Only necessary for DoWs! )
Unique Powers: N/A
Skills/spells/talents/other: Tactician's Insight (Can see attack patterns coming with enemies, using his Newman 'gut' to sense their energy readings and react accordingly)
Career
Job: ECNF Fleet Admiral, First Fleet
Legend: Discovered System M1302, named it "Congressum," first contact with SSA.
Rank: :rank1:
Character's History
History: Silas had, even in his youth, been a man of quiet resolve. He was never loud and obnoxious, always patient and observant. He watched his peers, learning their ins and outs through simple observation while they fell into the pitfalls of growing up. This made a cynic out of Silas, and it was at the expense of others that he amused himself. The years saw him train to become a Navy Ensign, joining into the ECNF Celestial Navy at the earliest of ages. He felt challenged only onboard a ship's bridge, as other jobs he had trained had been child's play.
Aboard the frigate ECNS Shuriken he was at the helm. He felt at home moving a large ship, the hulking metal titan under the controls responding to his suggestions as if an extension of himself. He was an ace pilot, making the decisive moves in ECNF Orbital War Games sometimes at the direct disobedience of the superior officers. However rash he may have been, he showed results time and time again. He was promoted up the chain of ships, piloting the cruiser ECNS Gran Torino he was the leader of several successful 'teams' in the war games. However, it was here that his career would take on the light-speed jump it needed to land him a job on the ECNS Discovery.
During one war game, his ship had suffered damage and its weapons disabled. There was only one opponent remaining for him to deal with, a lone cruiser. This cruiser's ship-to-ship batteries were still 'online' for the exercise, yet it was defenseless to any hostile fighters. Silas told his crew to set the Gran Torino to orbit this hostile cruiser fast enough to dodge the shots from the ship-to-ship guns, while friendly fighters from other 'wrecked' ships were requested to provide assistance. Doing just this, Silas and the hostile cruiser were locked in what looked like a game of cat and mouse for three hours. Holding steadfast, the 'hostile' cruiser's weapons depleted and it was disabled by the simulated fire from the fighters that had come to the aid of the Gran Torino as well as the squadrons assigned to it. He had decidedly won the year's war games with a show of acrobatics, his resourcefulness being noticed by all of his superiors and landing him in the Captain's Chair of the ECNS Discovery.
