Futuristic Project Ascend: Prison Ship (CS Thread - Open)

[TheresaMelania]

**This is a basic template for the CS for characters and alien species, add to them as desired within reason. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask.

Character Sheet

Appearance: (Images are encouraged in addition to a short written blurb of description, particularly if your image only showcases part of your appearance.)

Name:

Gender:

Home Planet:

Species: (If making a new species, be certain to include details -> I will also be making a “cs” for new alien species)

Age:

[NOTE: Pick either Crime or Duty. If you pick crime, you are one of the prisoners on the ship. If you pick duty, you are part of the crew or are on Earth]
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Crime: (What crime are you accused of that put you on this ship? Did you actually commit this crime or were you falsely charged/convicted? You can keep it a secret on whether you actually committed the crime or not.)

Duty: (What is your particularly position in the crew of the ship? How do you assist in the everyday functioning of the ship and what are you supposed to teach the prisoners before you leave the ship?)

Personality: (What drive/motivates your character? How do they interact with the people around them? What do they like and dislike?)

Abilities: (These are any skills/powers you get naturally from your species)
Alterations: (If you have been altered from your species’ natural state, whether that is through genetic engineering or cybernetic implants or something, note the changes and the abilities they give you here)

Skills: (Any proficiencies you have gained through training/experience.)

Background/History:

Other:

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New Species Sheet

Species Name:

Species Homeworld:
Name:
Description: (Include what type of planet/environment/etc)

Technological Level: (If below space-faring, please note how you came to be in space or how your species manages space-travel)

Government: (What kind of government does your species primarily have? Also put any additional details here.)

Religion: (Include major religion and any additional religions you want to include, if there are any.)

Species Appearance: (Standard appearance of your species. Images welcome. Please also include a text description.)

Species Abilities:

Society: (What is society primarily based on? What do they do for work, recreation, science, etc.)

Needs: (What does your species need to survive? Do they eat/drink like humans? Do they need to sleep?)

History: (Any interesting details on the history of your species/homeworld you wish to include.)

Other: (Include any other important details. If your species procreates in an unusual or noteworthy way, feel free to note it. This includes things such as genetic cloning, etc.)

 

[Magnar]

Hope this is suitable for what you’re looking for — if not then let me know, I’m happy to amend as needed.

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Morgan Reeve

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Appearance: Fairly unremarkable in size and appearance, Morgan tends to melt into the shadows, and that is just the way that he likes it. Standing at a shade over 5’8”, he is average in height and slim in frame, perhaps looking a tad malnourished.

Brown hair and brown eyes frame a face that wears an easy smile on it.

His hair is parted at the center and goes down to the nape of his neck.

Indeed, Morgan’s appearance is all part of the package and appearance that he wishes people to see. Everything has its place, and everything has its purpose, and for him, he would not have it any other way.

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Earth

Species: Human

Age: 22

Duty: Pilot

Personality: I cling on to the ghosts of the past. I wrap myself so deeply into the illusion I have weaved around myself that it has become who I really am. This is me....perhaps it has always been me.

Morgan is the quintessential joker and flirt. Brash and cocky, when he is not on duty he can be seen losing himself behind the latest cocktail or alcoholic drink. Either that or bedding someone else on the station or planet that he takes his leave on. Irreverent, arrogant and seemingly devoid of scruples and generally just not giving a damn, Morgan is the ultimate source of frustration to his superiors and his poor, long suffering partner. If he wasn’t so damn good at what he did, he would have been excised long ago from the space corps.

This is who he is.......perhaps.

The truth is something different. A man besieged with his own insecurities, believing himself to be nothing more than a failure, Morgan carries with him the ghosts of a past that he cannot truly rid himself off. He believes himself to be in over his head — and that it is nothing more than a matter of time before the truth is realised and he is exposed for the fraud that he truly is.

Morgan is haunted by the sight of a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes...looking up to him as her life slowly faded away from her. Holding her hand because for that moment, for that one moment in his life, he was powerless to do anything.....powerless to save the girl that he loved with all of his heart and soul.

It is something that is eating away at him slowly from the inside.

Morgan is afraid. Of friendship. Of companionship. Of commitment. He is frightened to love again, or to believe in anything, because if he does.....if he loses someone he cares for deeply again.....it will kill him.

It was.....is far easier to drink his troubles away. Carve another notch on that bedpost.

It allowed him to forget.

Skills: Enhanced strength / dexterity through training. Excellent piloting and navigation skills.

Background/History: Her name was Vanna. She was the best of us, of all of us. She was better than I deserved. Now, and certainly then. Sometimes I still see her. In my sleep, in my dreams. It is the only way we can ever see each other again.

Born the son of a long line of pilots in the space corps, from an early age, it was believed that Morgan would follow in the footsteps of his parents, and indeed he did.

Just not in the way he believed that he would.

Morgan passed every single examination set in front of him by the space corps with ease. He was always the brightest and the best of his class. He was future commander material. When he met his beloved Vanna at the space corps facility and became engaged to her, it seemed his future was bright and there was no mountain that was too high for him to reach.

When it all came crashing down, it came crashing down hard. It happened the night before their wedding.

At one of the finest restaurants on the space station Eclipse, where they had met, and where they had due to be wed, Morgan stood. Taking his bride onto the dance floor, hand in hand, arm in arm, they began to dance to the sound of violins. When the loud bang came, they were all already too late. Vanna slumped forwards, into Morgan’s arms.

As he lay her down gently, cradling her, crying for help....as the blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, she looked up to him. She reached up with trembling hand, touched the side of his cheek......

”Carry on.....always....for me. I love you.”

They were the last words she ever spoke.

Vanna was given a funeral befitting her, as her coffin was sent out into space, as she would have wanted....

Two years on, Morgan honoured her final wish. Carrying on with his line of duty, he was nevertheless scarred by what had happened. A pale shadow of the man he used to be, where he acts on the surface like a cocky and arrogant braggadocio, the truth is simply that he is a person who is beset by his own insecurities and demons that he cannot truly excise.

He believes himself to be trapped in a situation that is slowly spiralling out of control...

Other: Morgan has become a liability to his superiors with his drunken antics and behaviour deteriorating ever further downwards. Ostensibly meant to pilot the prison ship to take the prisoners to a new colony, his superiors secret intentions are for him to be stranded with the prisoners. He was never meant to return, although he does not know this himself.

 

[TheresaMelania]

That looks perfect! I’m working on my character sheet(s) and hope to have them up soon. Now we just wait for some more prisoners/crew

 

[Magnar]

Awesome, looking forward to seeing what comes

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Appearance:



Name: Gork

Gender: zarlls

Home Planet: gasorg

Species: galgore



Age: 3000


Crime: smuggling illegal weapons, hacking, unauthorised access and controls of cybernetics. Incident 24075-b







Personality: there galgores extremely alien mindset make it hard to pin down a personality in human terms.. agrestive and manipulative would discribe it.



Abilities: technopath, psionics

Alterations: a chip that lets it understand better the mind set of others



Skills: engineering electrical mechanical, mindgames



Background/History: gork started of as a transfer agent for human galgore relations after witnessing how horrible in his mind humans where he decided hed do something about it going freelance he began amassing a fleet of ships



Other:



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New Species Sheet



Species Name:



Species Homeworld:

Name:

Description: (Include what type of planet/environment/etc)



Technological Level: (If below space-faring, please note how you came to be in space or how your species manages space-travel)



Government: (What kind of government does your species primarily have? Also put any additional details here.)



Religion: (Include major religion and any additional religions you want to include, if there are any.)



Species Appearance: (Standard appearance of your species. Images welcome. Please also include a text description.)



Species Abilities:



Society: (What is society primarily based on? What do they do for work, recreation, science, etc.)



Needs: (What does your species need to survive? Do they eat/drink like humans? Do they need to sleep?)



History: (Any interesting details on the history of your species/homeworld you wish to include.)



Other: (Include any other important details. If your species procreates in an unusual or noteworthy way, feel free to note it. This includes things such as genetic cloning, etc.)

 

[TheresaMelania]

Huntertabbysandshark3 Sounds intriguing! Excited to see what you come up with.

 

[TheresaMelania]

**First character: prisoner. Crew character coming up!

Appearance:

Spoiler: Standard Humanoid Forms

Images are her two favorite forms. She changes aspects of her appearance often but usually chooses to maintain some common features. She is usually either dark haired or red haired, with fox-like/kitsune aspects such as multiple tails, ears, clawed hands. She’s usually tall and lithe in build with extremely pale skin. Despite the face she wears, she almost always has a haughty expression which shows her distaste for most people and her confidence in her own superiority.

Name: Ferrera “Fox” Lo’Tan

Gender: Prefers Female

Home Planet: Shen’ara

Species: Shen

Age: 45 (appears 29)
Crimes: Money laundering, immoral experimentation, murder, manslaughter, reckless endangerment of life, and transferring biological agents across borders.

Personality: Fox, as she prefers to be called, is first and foremost in pursuit of her own power, curiosity, and understanding. She will threaten, endanger, and kill in pursuit of those goals but will also be kind, understanding, and helpful towards other if that furthers them. Her secondary motive is the greater understanding of life and the universe, primarily as it furthers her own motives. She does not have many loyalties outside of herself but if you manage to worm your way into her “plan” for herself, there is not much she wouldn’t do for you. Likewise, if you endanger her goals she will do what is necessary to neutralize you. She loves chocolate, cats, most animals, and thunderstorms. She despises unnecessary physical labor and being bored.

Abilities: Shapeshifting into forms or amalgams of forms that she has witnessed from other species. Like most of the Shen, her true form (the one she was born in) is a guarded secret. Her shapeshifting it primarily restricted to animal type forms. She also is restricted in how far outside her natural mass she can go, which means that many of her shapes are larger/more dense than the true versions of them. Shifting too many times too rapidly exhausts her and she cannot exactly mimic any individual, there is always something wrong with her version.

Alterations: She has been genetically modified for increased intelligence and faster healing/repair mechanisms, particularly for harmful genetic changes.

Skills: Extremely knowledgeable in genetic engineering and manipulations, including the necessary understandings of biology, physics, and chemistry. Extremely basic training in self-defense and survival.

Background/History: Not much is known about Fox’s background before she rose to prominence in the shadier aspects of Earth life. Fox was a major underground black market dealer in biological/genetic alterations. She built an “empire” of sorts through the trade of genetic material and illegal upgrades/modifications. Briefly, due to her expertise, she was “retained” by Earth’s government to run some experiments but after a time she was suddenly accused of a variety of crimes and sentenced to the prison ship where she is now.

Other: Has a pet cat. Also has her own quarters, different from the standard prison ship quarters, where she keeps extra items.

 

[TheresaMelania]

**Second character: Crew.

Appearance:

Spoiler: Appearance

Spoiler: Armor

Name: Nathaniel Sokolov

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Earth

Species: Human

Age: 25

Duty: Chief of Security. His duty is primarily to maintain the position of the prisoners as prisoners, protect the crew, and teach the prisoners how to protect themselves. His duties also include dealing with any encounters they have as the ship journeys.

Personality: Nathaniel is highly driven to complete his duties and follow orders, as he is completely certain of his role in the world and that the government of Earth is well-meaning and wise. He has served on several prison ships before and finds the job particularly fulfilling, as he knows that he is helping to rehabilitate these prisoners. He tends to be somewhat like a harsh “parent” to the prisoners. Overall, he’s actually a fairly simple person and definitely has room to learn/grow.

Abilities: Standard human abilities when out of his armor.

Alterations: He’s basically a normal human except a small port in the back of his neck which allows him to use his combat armor.

Skills: Extremely proficient in weapons and armor for a variety of species and for ships. He’s also trained in diplomacy, hostage situations, negotiations, and a variety of other security-based concerns.

Background/History: Mostly a normal human life. He grew up on Earth in a standard middle-class family with an unremarkable childhood. He attended the academy as soon as able and graduated as an officer very easily. After some further training he took his first position on a prison ship and the rest is, as they say, history.

Equipment: Nathaniel has a set of black stealth combat armor which is keyed to his DNA and brainwaves. It increases his speed, strength, and perception (targeting). On a normal human level he’d be able to handle approximately 2-3 average humans as a time with fairly little trouble. In his armor he can handle up to 10 average humans. It brings him on par with some of the more dangerous alien species.

 

[Teh Frixz]

Species CS


Species Name: Hezzine

Species Homeworld: The Null

Description: A small planet of plains and flatlands, The Null is to other species nearly devoid of color and feature. A never ending landscape of flat empty space. Even the weather patterns are mild to null. Visits by other species are often cut short due to the fact that the experience is considered nerve racking because of the lack of sensation.

Technological Level:
Having only recently gained the knowledge of and ability to engage in interstellar travel, the Hezzine were mostly involved in exploration at first. But as the quirks of their physiology were realized, nearly all of their exploratory and merchant groups were scattered across the stars due to various interactions with other species.


Government: The Hezzine hold a unified single species party control over their planet. Treating it as a single nation, they are fairly imperialistic as they seek to colonize and expand. Their government operates as a Republic with various regions electing representatives to handle issues on a national level all the way down to a local level. There are no political parties as each region is population controlled and can gain no advantage over other regions. All in all, it is a dry, efficiently run system that little to no emotion is involved in.

Religion: A monotheistic culture that worships a divine version of themselves that acts as caretaker of their deceased in their own version of Heaven

Species Appearance:

Average height humanoids in comparison with human beings but with pale white skin and hairless with little to no texture. Similar to porcelain in appearance. Eyes are simple and large, mouth following much the same pattern, and the nose is a pair of nearly invisible slits. Overall they seem to appear as colorless, hairless humans with little to no features to differentiate between others other than the patterns woven into their clothing and ‘brow’ shape



Species Abilities:

When in their homogenous society, very little is different in them than a baseline human being, apart from their seeming lack of expressive emotion and universally calm, reserved demeanor.

But around other species...

What was at one point an evolutionary response to hostile organisms that are long gone on their home world, the Hezzine are extremely powerful empaths that react to the emotions of other species around them. While they are neutral and calm when by themselves, around other species the Hezzine respond by altering their physiology in a way that mimics the emotions of others.

For example, becoming angry around a Hezzine will lead to the Hezzine turning a red tint, becoming physically stronger, taller, faster, larger, louder and much more dangerous. As the emotions around them increase, so do the transformative effects on the Hezzine individual.

Society: Hezzine society is a balancing act at all levels of society where the species remains in a neutral state of peace, avoiding over consumption of all sorts and rarely if ever over doing anything. Society survives on utilizing their vast amount of space to engage in the practical farming of nearly all wildlife and resources.

Needs: A normal diet of a few thousand calories or so a day will sustain the Hezzine for their entire lifespan. This however alters when in the presence of other species and can radically shift depending on the emotions the Hezzine are adapting to.

Other: Millennia of homogenous breeding and isolation have created a recently discovered quirk of the Hezzine females being able to reproduce with otherspecies but this only results in genetically diverse Hezzine and not a hybrid species.

 

[Teh Frixz]

Character Sheet

Appearance:


Name: Kel Keth Yut

Gender: Female

Home Planet: The Null

Species: Hezzine

Age: 30

Crime: Manslaughter, Inciting a riot, Rioting, Destruction of property, Assault, Battery, Theft, Civil disturbance, Assault on an Officer, Attempted Evasion of Justice, Arson, Attempted Escape


Personality: Kel Keth is a run of the mill Hezzine, a balanced, well mannered, and a bit gullible individual. Her main quirk and downfall being the fact that she is by Hezzine standards, extremely curious . Unable to miss a chance to see the galaxy first hand, she had no hesitation in enlisting in the Hezzine exploration forces. Having been part of one of the many lost exploration ships the Hezzine sent off into the galaxy, she suffers from the quirk of her species in which they exemplify and amplify the emotions of those around them.

As of late, due to her position as a prisoner and convicted criminal, even when isolated, her natural balance is off making her timid, anxious and suspicious of others.

At the best of times, Kel Keth is a pleaser by nature and wants others around her to be happy and taken care of as well as wishing to sate her natural desire to investigate and learn about the galaxy.

Abilities: Hezzine Empathetic Physiology

Alterations: N/A

Skills: Kel Keth is a fairly competent cartographer and archivist with a natural gift for languages and translating.

Background/History:

As the Null became part of the galaxy, there was murmur across the planet about the state of the galaxy and the Hezzine place in it. Naturally, it was time for the Hezzine to explore it first hand.

This turned out to be a disaster.

As the first peaceful Hezzine ships entered the space of the galaxy, their crew were overwhelmed by their HEP as soon as they made physical contact with the various species of the galaxy. The Hezzine were unprepared for this and nearly 95% of their exploration fleet was lost. Not in combat but by mass abandonment as the Hezzine individuals were taken by the influx of emotions and went of on tears across most of the major ports in the galaxy.

Kel was one of these poor souls and has now found herself in isolation aboard a colonial prison ship due to her own issue with encountering a very angry group of individuals at a port side bar. Their anger impacted her and caused her to turn into a large, angry, fire-breathing beast that radiated hate for anything living. Inadvertently causing considerable damage and a few people losing their lives in the ensuing confrontation, Kel was captured and put into isolation where she reverted form. Judged and sentenced to penal colonization where she could carry out her sentence homesteading, Kel has been since attempting almost non stop to escape and return to her home planet.

 

[nomuseneeded]

Character Sheet

Appearance: Green, with tentacles for legs and off his short, fat body to hold up one eye each tentacle, for a total of ten, facing in every direction. He has a mouth in the middle of his short body, only a couple of feet off the floor. Overall he's about five feet tall, at the tallest point of his eyes.

Name: Picture

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Deaost (Black)

Species: Otifne (Tentacle)

Age: 118 (They live to about 150)

Crime: Picture blew up a planet, sneaking a nuclear bomb onto a scientific exploration ship and discharging it on a relatively peaceful planet, one with no military to speak of. He doesn't explain why he did it when asked.

Personality: Picture attempts to be a moral and upstanding citizen. He is a practicing Jew, a religion brought to the Otifne people long ago. He talks constantly about his son, Ransom, who was deathly ill when he left. His son believes in Black Holes, a religion talked about more in the species section of this app. Picture believes because of this his son is destined to die, without any afterlife at all. He doesn't discuss this fear often, but it takes a lot of his mental power. He is smart, but not exceptionally intelligent, except when it comes to war. He knows everything there is to know about most major planets war history and any tactics needed to further conquest.

Abilities: Picture's eyes regrow if the tentacles holding them are snapped off. He can survive without air to breathe, but can't stand up to the pressures of space. Still, no bad air can hurt him. He can also survive underwater, provided the pressure is not intense.

Alterations: N/A

Skills: Picture is an extremely adept military man. He can fly ships, prep weapons, and kill with ease.

Background/History: Picture was born to his father and mother two weeks early, which is very early for a species always born on time. He didn't seem like he would survive, being born small and unable to consume nutrients: Otifne are born with all their teeth and eat from birth, but Picture's were not formed. The counsel said to kill him, but his father hid him and fed him soft food, helping him swallow, until he was old enough to live on his own.

He had a fairly normal childhood, though he was often sick. He wanted nothing more to be in the military, something every Otifne child dreams of. They told him he'd never be able to do it, but he fought and fought. He ended up getting permission to fly ships, if not actually on the battlefield. That was enough for him.

Picture fell in mating young, on leave from war, and while Picture didn't care either way for his partner, he desperately wanted a child. And so Ransom was born. Picture took leave off work for the first few years, longer than was customary, then slowly, when he had to support Ransom and the boy was plenty old enough to stay on his own, began taking jobs again. He would go out to battle, come back a month or two later: Otifne battles never lasted long. They had the most advanced nuclear weapons of any species, and they were willing to kill all their foot soldiers in order to kill the enemies. Picture knew he was only safe because he was sick enough to have to be in a ship.

Then Ransom fell sick, to something akin to an autoimmune disease. It was called Yenvu, and it was universally deadly. Picture took time off work for years, nursing Ransom despite the demands to kill him. Finally, they convinced him to take a job, and that's when he blew up a planet. He pled guilty and went straight to prison. He made no claim as to why he did it and made no arguments for a lighter punishment.

Other: Working on Species Sheet now, will be up today.

 

[nomuseneeded]

New Species Sheet

Species Name: Otifne

Species Homeworld: Deaost

Description: Deaost is an ice planet with no atmosphere. It is not made for life, and yet life sprung up anyway. Unfortunately, most of the life there was uncomfortable. Otifne can survive on Deaost, but they prefer other planets, hence they are always jumping from planet to planet, taking over ones better suited for them.

Technological Level: They mostly take over the technology of the planets they take over, but they have impressive military technology and space-faring ships made for them to pilot specifically.

Government: Deaost is a military dictatorship. They decide who to attack every few years, once they've used up all the nutrients of the planet they're on, but go back to Deaost to mate. It is the only place where they can. The dictatorship tells them when it is time for war and when it is time to mate, besides that there is mostly civilized anarchy.

Religion: Humans brought Judaism to the Otifne, and it was well accepted. They have no native religion of their own, but they also have a high population of people who believe in The Black Holes, from the Prens people. They believe that everyone that dies goes to a realm outside the known confines of space, into black holes. They believe that is a realm of chaos and dominance struggles, and try to bring those ideals into regular life.

Species Appearance: Green, with tentacles for legs and off their short, fat body to hold up one eye each tentacle, for a total of ten, facing in every direction. They have a mouth in the middle of his short body, only a couple of feet off the floor. Overall they're about five feet tall, at the tallest point of their eyes. Males and females look the same.

Species Abilities: They can regrow their eyes. Most are adept in military pursuits. They can breathe without air and breathe underwater.

Society: They are culture-stealers. They find art and games and other forms of recreation they like from other species and use them. Often, it changes every few years, when they change planets, to keep them from getting bored. As a shoot-off of this, the older generations are always complaining about the younger ones.

Needs: Otifne do not need sleep, and they can eat anything with protein. They have high protein diets and don't handle grains well. They need light in order to see, and can't withstand much pressure, whether in space or in the sea. They can't swim as deeply as a human might.

History: Otifne were given space travel from the Prens people. Before that, they were struggling just to survive. Now, they take over galaxies and decimate territories. Because they always make a declaration of war, they are not technically violating any internal laws, which knows they will not be able to stop wars completely. The Prens people were since killed by the Otifne.

Other: N/A

 

[MToki]

Appearance:

Spoiler: Alan Torricelli

Alan is about 5'6, skinny, minimal amount of muscle, no distinctive tattoos or scars. His messy hair and dilated eyes are both very dark brown, and his skin tone is sickly pale. Under his eyes are extremely dark circles, that give them a sunken in appearance. His stature is very relaxed and has terrible posture. All and all, he looks like the type of guy who'd sell and do drugs and not give a fuck about anything.

Name: Alan Torricelli

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Earth

Species: Human

Age: 28

Crime:
Drug Trafficking, Drug Manufacturing and Cultivation, Assault, Manslaughter, Tax Evasion, Resisting Arrest, Public Intoxication, Theft.
He has absolutely committed these crimes, he even brags about them sometimes. It is very obvious that he did all the things he's being charged for.

Personality:
Alan is a smart guy, who just stopped caring about everything. In the days where he wasn't making alien narcotics, he was known for his intelligence and wit, but everyone seems to think he changed. Alan has changed, his eyes are less lively and he doesn't care about his life or the lives of others, but the same intelligence and wit is still there. He's charming, funny, and is not afraid to do or say whatever he wants. Whether it be correcting people's use of words, calling out people's lies, or just straight up taking jabs at people. He can say what he wants and nothing's gonna stop him.

Mainly because the man does not get intimidated. Punch him, kick him, do whatever, he's not that good in a fight anyway, but he's still gonna insult you as you do it. Even after a severe beating, Alan will continue saying and doing what he wants. He just doesn't fear anything. Well, that's a lie. He fears one thing: love. He never figured out love or romantic attraction in general, he isn't even sure it exists. He's had sex, sure, but he's never been in a relationship. As a man who knows a lot about the world, he never figured out love and what it was, therefore he is afraid of it, well, he's more afraid of finding it.

He's motivated by the fact that he's still alive and just hasn't died yet. He looks for ways to laugh at the world and ignore all the nasty stuff. Drugs helped him with that, escaping the misery and going into a mindset of fun and happiness. Battling addiction his whole life should've made him more apathetic, but it did exactly the opposite. He really feels for people who are going through any sort of addiction or substance abuse, because he's there and it sucks. He also has a soft spot for children and animals, they're helpless and he will fight you tooth and nail over them. Which is rare, because Alan is not a fighter.

Abilities:
Normal human skill, with normal human abilities, higher IQ than normal humans though.
Alterations: N/A
Skills:
Extensive knowledge of science, specifically chemistry and biology, excellent memory and comprehension skills, can easily read people.

Background/History:
Alan was born in the slums of an over populated urban city. He grew up with drug addict parents, who did very little in terms of care. As soon as he could walk, talk, and think for himself, he was basically living independently. He never had access to school, so he stole a computer, leeched off his neighbors internet, and that became his school.

As he grew up, he did more and more crime. Mostly shoplifting and burglary, but he began taking an interest in drugs. He started stealing his parents' pills, usually selling them for quick cash, but he popped one on occasion. By the time he was eighteen, he was an addict, but he kept that secret. He got a job in maintenance on a small cargo ship set for the wide reaches of the galaxy. The crew became like family to him, and for a while things were good. They were amazed at his smarts and laughed at his clever jokes, he finally had a home that appreciated him.

Then his addiction took over. He overdosed and was found in his chambers, unconscious and blue. Alan was taken to the nearest hospital and saved, but his job was lost. He said goodbye to the crew and went back to Earth, but not before stealing some valuables from the ship. On Earth, he sold whatever he could, then he bought, a very small apartment, some chemicals, lab equipment, and a computer with internet access. With a few searches, he pieced together how to make his first batch of an alien drug called Hanti. Hanti is a highly addictive powder with hallucinogenic effects that drastically increases dopamine levels. Its highs are very high, but once it stops, the lows are very low.

Hanti was a good way to hook people in and with the money he expanded his business. Soon enough, he was a full time drug dealer. He never grew to be a full syndicate, but he had some recruits to pedal his products to new customers and deliver to old ones. It was the peak of life. Alan had money, decent food, a place to stay, and a purpose. He got a car for the first time, he moved to a better house, he didn't need anyone else. He was still lonely, but he now had a lot of money and power. That was until the police came and knocked down his door. He was arrested, charged, and sentenced, simple as that. He pled guilty, told the court his stories about being wealthy and powerful, and called the judge an uncultured buffoon for mispronouncing his name.

Other: He still experiences withdrawal and has a therapy visit every week or so for addiction and "suicidal tendencies", which is from multiple incidents, where he was beaten up and a therapist thought it was a form of self harm.

 

[Funeral]

Appearance:

(Draven. The mysterious and elusive leader of The Order, the biggest crime organization (that's ran by humans) on Earth)


(Some of the members of The Order)


Name: Draven

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Earth

Species: Human

Age: ???

Crime: Draven's enterprise has committed almost every act of crime imaginable......................and profits from it too. He remains elusive. One of the inmates aboard the travel vessel heading to a new world, previously before being imprisoned, made off with a large portion of money and property belonging to Draven and The Order. The largest criminal organization on Earth (The Order) now seek to eliminate the inmate aboard the spaceship before it can reach it's destination. At any cost.

Personality: Money and power, almost like every other criminal on Earth or the nearby stars, is what The Order is after, particularly the leader Draven. Almost no one knows what he looks like or even sounds like, a shadow hidden in the darkest corners giving orders to the countless agents ready to get their hands dirty and achieve their objective no matter what the cost or who stands in their way. It is not possible to be a part of The Order and have a chance of getting to heaven. But there is one thing for certain Draven dislikes, those that try to take from him.

Skills: Elusive. Able to plan ahead and be 5 steps of his enemies/authority figures (how he is able to keep his identity a secret).

Background/History: Not much is known about the elusive and almost mythical crime leader Draven. Rumor has it he was once a normal person. A family, a job, and a home in the out in the country, seeking a life of peace. His wife and son were both victimized and no more after people from the big city came claiming to need help when he wasn't there murdered them and burned his home to the ground. He blamed the world and the simple man looking for a life of peace with his family in the country was no more. Draven was born. Or so the rumor goes.

 

[FearItself]

Species Name: Tyranian

Species Homeworld: Gao

Description: Gao is a war scarred planet with most of the planet being a dense jungle broken by the ocasional shallow sea, and of course the radioactive scars on the world which can be seen from space.

Technological Level: The tyranians posses technology capable of deep space travel, and they have vastly advanced weapons technology. However neither of these technologies were designed by them. They were gifted to them by other aliens who need their talants for combat.

Government: The Tyranians do have a king named Zoa one who is known for his incredible longevity and immense size and power, he is worshiped as a god,followed as a leader, and with decent reason this creature alone has kept their world safe from outsides for hundreds of thousands of years. Below their king are the chiefs, who rule over towns and cities of up to 100,000. Thousands of these cheifs exist to govern the roughly 4 billion Tyranians around the planet. The cheifs gather once a year around the king and connect to the kings mental resonnance to inform him of thier worlds affairs and receive his orders. They work on a simple barter and trade economic system and find money to be of little value preferring solid material items.

Religion: For Tyranians it isnt a matter of if god exists, for them their god lives with them still. They worship their king Zoa as their god for he is indeed their creator. He came to their world hundreds of thousands of years ago and upon finding the strange primitive reptilian natives he modified them with his own genes turning them into a mighty race of sentient reptiles. They also have a natural hatred of other Celestial dragons, specifically those with wings. This is due to their only interactions with one being 70,000 years ago when one of them rained devestation of planet Gao the aftermath of which can still be seen from space to this day. However it was struck down by a single strike from their god Zoa's breath weapon. Zoa has also repelled fleets of aliens with ill intentions and is said to be able to read the hearts of those within visual range of the planet.

Species Appearance:

The tyranians usually stand between 5 to 7ft tall and weigh between 120 & 190lbs. They are lithe but strong and have a particularly intimidating appearance. Thier colors range from various shades of red, violet, and blue.

Species Abilities:
Thought resonance- Tyranians learn very quickly because they are able to link minds with one another while in physical contact. Using this they can share experiences and skills making knowledge and skills spread like wildfire through their population. However this ability dpes not work with kther species and leaves them susceptible to other telepaths.

Sealed form- one of the main reasons that tyranians make excellent spacefaring warriors is their ability to enter a state where they seal every opening in their body and enter a dormant slow moving state conserving energy while regulating temperature & pressure to allow them the ability to survive in deep oceans or space regadless of pressure or temperature. However this is not indefinite the average length of this state is 1-3 hours with the longest recorded case being 19 hours.

Breath weapon- Tyranians possess a unique weapon coming directly from their celestial dragon heritage. A special organ in their throat stores excess energy allowing them to fire bolts of pressurized fast moving plasma from their mouths. The longest recorded shot was 98 meters.

Tyranian physiology- as lizard folks the tyranians are much stronger than they look, on average 3x stronger than humans, and a tad more than 3x times faster as well. They also possess a rapid healing factor allowing them to recover lost limbs in a matter of days. They can taste the air detecting strange "flavors" for long distances of up to a half kilometer. However their most impressive trait is their reflexes, being able to aim dodge automatic fire even as children, and lash out with incredibly fast attacks.

Society: the entire tyranian species live for the will of their creator with detractors often being killed. The will changes but currently seems to be to seek out conflicts throughout the cosmos and prove tyranian superiority by choosing a side and winning the war for them. This has been the case for the past 2000 years and as such most have been raised knowing only warfare. Ironically while they love battle they abhor most forms of weaponry prefering to shred their enemies with tooth and claw, though they often use melee weapons as well, most oppose ranged weapons that arent thrown seeing them as dishonorable.

Needs: Tyranians are carnivores stricktly, only able to eat meat, they cannot digest substitutes or vegitation. they also must sleep, breathe, & drink water.

History: the creation and rise of the Tyranians is well documented. The first race to make contact with them spread tales of a world filled with monsters. Though the world is very hostile to outsiders eventually contact was established with Zoa and safe landing zones were established. Since then the Tyranians have acted as mercenaries fighting in battles for glory while Zoa is paid in technology and wealth. Many see this as exploitation, however the Tyranians are content and even proud of their purpose and quick to correct anyone who sees their lot as a poor one. Most avoid the world unless they are looking for a fight and need some draconian muscle

Other:

Zoa is the massive godlike dragon that dwells on Gao and created the Tyranians. Though it had its wings removed by its brethren it is still remarkably dangerous and powerful. It is sentient and vastly intelligent capable of powerful telepathy. Its size is indicative of its power, and its basically a living mountain. Most impressively its breath weapon can reach space from the planets surface and has displayed enough power to punch through multiple destroyer class star ships with their sheilds up. Even downing other celestial dragons since he doesnt need to waste power flying through space like they do. He makes the decisions for the entire planet and if you need to speak to someone about Tyranian affairs he is the one to talk to...a fact that deters the average beings from ever asking for their help.​

 

[FearItself]

Appearance:

He stands 6ft 2in and weighs 237lbs. He has intimidating stature and features for a human and most importantly his eyes glow in low light.

Name: Ramses "Kells" Carpathia

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Mars

Species: Human clone

Age: 32yrs?

Crime:
Illegal Weaponized Grafts, Resisting arrest, 3 counts of treason, 12 counts capitol murder (suspected more), acts of terror, Grand theft Cosmo (stealing slace ships.) 2 counts of Fugitive escape, breaking and entering, violation of interplanety travel customs, public indecency, shoplifting, & jaywalking.

Personality: Ramses is a particularly brutal individual and most definitly would've been consodered insane if not for his mental clarity. He is harsh and logical finding no value in emotions, however he is still prone to aggression and violence. He seems to be a cold and calculating man who rarely acts outside of his own self interest. He does as he wishes and will destroy whatever stands between him and his whim. He seems to have absolutely no regard for the samctity of life beyond everyone having the freedom to make their own decisions.

Abilities: Adrenaline- in moments of extreme duress humans have been known to turn off their bodies natural limiters and will preform feats of impressive athleticism, stamina, and strength at the cost of depleting all their stamina and potentially damaging their own bodies

Alterations:
Illegal weapons grafting?- Ramses has grafted into his right arm a fully automatic anti personnel photon cannon capable of firing 1500 rounds per minute, rounds of superheated laser beam that is. He also posseses a sub derman carbon implant that makes him more resistant to both physical and energy damage though he is far from invulnerable. Lastly both his eyes have been replaced with implants allowing him to see in night vision, thermal vision, with zoom and of course recording capabilities.

Skills:
Marksman- Ramses spent several years in the earths space force, and several more as a contract killer. His accuracy is impressive with almost any weapon.

Hand to hand combatant- Again his training in military and freelance combat trades have made Ramses a dangerous martial artist with several practices under his belt a few of which did not originate with human beings, most impressively he seems to be a master of Shosupt Kho a Martial art originating with the Shen.

Piloting- he may not be an ace pilot or anything close, but he can fly basically anything and can even hotwire most craft.

Stealth- one of Ramses most proficient talents is his ability to break into or escape areas with relative ease. This has allowed him to carry out many contracts under the cover of silence, and even escape prison twice.

Background/History:
Ramses has been a problem since he was first brought out of birthing tube or so he claims. He was produced for the purpose lf being a Soldier, as such he was rapidly aged reaching physical adulthood by the actual age of 9. From there he was sent to military training for 4 years. He met ckmbat for the first time at the age of 11 and it was a particularly nasty one. A violent uprising on an outer colony turned into an armed uprising. He was a part of the military called in and unfortunatly lethal force was authorized. He helped gun down several fellow human beings until a surrender occured. He never seemed to recover from the horror of that event going from a talkative and bright eyed young soldier into a silent individual who often spaced out.

He saw many more tours and was a generally stellar soldier. However things turned south for him at age 19 when he and his fellow soldiers were pinned down by an approaching band of Tyranian mercenaries. In an effort to save the other troops the commander ordered ramses to leave cover and draw the enemies fire. It was clearly a suicide mission given to ramses as he was the only clone in the platoon. When he declined his C.O aimed his weapon at Ramses who responded by disarming him and bludgeoning him to death with it in a few swift blows. His fellow soldiers said nothing at the time and together they fought off the lizard mercs at the cost of two more of his fellow soldiers. Yet after the mission ended he was turned in to a court marshal and charged with treason for each of the soldiers who dies "as a result of his actions".

He was scheduled to be sent off to space but he escaped in transit to the jump ship. From there he stole a ship and fled into the deepest darkest holes he could find. He began to take on a career of murder and theft, picking up many talents on the way to becoming one of the most wanted criminals in this section of the milkey way. After his seventh kill he realized he was being tailed by investigators rather than flee and lay low he decided to waltz into the investigators hotel and blast them into heaps of ash with his newest hobby, weaponized grafting. He allowed himself to be detained without much of a fight after this. Only to escape again this time on the way from where he was detained, this time killing two officers who were escorting him.

After this he fell off the map for nearly a decade, many suspect he continued his career as an assassin. But he was caught soon afterwards by a street faring officer in houston texas, earth. He had just stolen a bag of chips from a covienient store and jaywalked in front of the officer. Surprisingly he didnt resist, instead he let himself be detained for those crimes and it wasnt until he was taken to the station that they discovered who they were dealing with. He has beem under armed military guard while awaiting transport to the colony planet with the other criminals. His heinous crimes and general lack of remorse earning him a spot on this partocular vessel with other monsters like himself.

Other: Ramses has a feel about him that seems to radiate danger, his soulless gaze sends chills down even the toughest guys spine.​

 

[Funeral]

Appearance:

("Tristan Blair" aka Shadow as he is known in the criminal organization The Order. Real name unknown)


Name: Known as Tristan Blair to the general public (known as Shadow in the criminal organization The Order)

Gender: Male

Home Planet: Earth

Age: 35
Crime: Shadow was caught in the middle of a high scale robbery to the largest currency holding on the planet. There was no big shootout, standoff, or any kind of conflict really. As soon as the police authority figures appeared, Tristan stood over the bodies of every person in the building and put his hands up and turned himself in peacefully......................strangely.

Personality: Shadow is ominous, reserved, and dark. He only trusts and communicates with those in The Order. All other communication on his part are only when necessary (infiltration, undercover, etc) and part of a job. Not much is known about the members of The Order but knowing he can't fail drives him to extreme measures.

Skills: Strong and skilled fighter. Able to blend in and not bring attention to himself.

Background/History: Sent by The Order to infiltrate the Carandiru prisoner/colony ship, Shadow accepted without hesitation this order. He is to maintain contact and visibility with the target prisoner as The Order makes plans to eradicate a particular prisoner aboard the Carandiru. Goal number 1, the target prisoner will not arrive or see the ship's destination. Shadow will make sure of it.