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Futuristic The New Eden Initiative - A Planetary Colonization Roleplay

Sub Genres
  1. Action
  2. Adventure
  3. LGTBQ
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  6. Romance

Sanctuaryforall1

Pyrrha Nikos Lives On
All of these are WIP! Sorry, I wanted to put them here because I already lost most of the stuff for Ronan once already!




Name: Ronan Drax

Age: 34

Sex/Gender: Male

Family:
Shayla Drax - 5 - Daughter

Appearance: Ronan is a hulking man who stands at 6'6" and looks to be made almost purely of muscle but not in a gross and veiny sort of way. He has long hair which he has grown out since retiring from the military and creating his own security business. His hair is about shoulder length and dark brown with lighter tips from being outside. He has a thick beard that hides his perfectly sculpted jawline. Ronan has several tattoos to represent his heritage as well as his time in the military. As to be expected the Head of Security is also covered in scars, the most obvious of which is the one running through his eyebrow and ending just above his eye.

Personality: Despite what he has been through Ronan is still a very loving and caring man. He loves the members of his security team and many of the members of the mission as though they were his own family and would die to protect any of them. He is a very wise young man who has seen his fair share of how terrible this world can be but still somehow manages to push on and find something worth fighting for, usually his team and his daughter Shayla. If you are his enemy it is unwise to stand in his way because he will show you no mercy if you have any ill will towards his team. He can go from being a super nerdy history buff to a super chill surfer dude to a battle-ready warrior in an instant. Without hesitation he will always be there to pick up those who have fallen and would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. Ronan is also a major dad, with the corniest jokes, the worst dances and socks with sandal's he is always there to start up the grill and tell old boring stories about the way the world used to be or discuss the proper battle strategy over the grill. He can be very kind, supportive and loving, but he can also be tough and is known for having a no mercy policy when it comes to those who betray him. People are often confused when they first meet him because he looks so intimidating, which they would expect from a security professional and former elite soldier, but he acts so relaxed and casual with just about everyone. It tends to throw people for a loop until they come to realize he does this to understand what kind of people he is dealing with. Everything, every moment, is some sort of strategy lesson to Ronan which is why he has become a master of the art of security and defense.

Pre-Colony Occupation: Before the New Eden project became his life Ronan was originally an elite soldier in the United States Military who ended up retiring early to start his own private security business. His Private Security firm was highly praised among the rich and famous for being so effective with Ronan working with each client to find a strategy that worked to keep them best out of harm's way. He did his job and acted as a personal bodyguard with his men there to follow his lead and back him up, making his time and business one of the most sought-after security companies in the world.

Specialty: Ronan is highly trained in many aspects of security and soldier life including fighting, tracking, and survival skills but what makes him truly stand out is his tactical skills. During his time in the military, he was often referred to as The Strategist because he always had a plan, even in the heat of the moment, in the shortest of seconds Ronan was able to formulate and execute his strategies without hesitation. He is known for being extremely thorough with his work and having backups for just about every situation.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: When he was a young soldier who was beginning to show true promise Ronan was brought on board to help test a genetic enhancement that few soldiers would have access to. The enhancement heightened his strength and reflexes, allowing his body to keep up with his mind and give him the power to be a truly lethal opponent on the battlefield. Fortunately, the enhancement worked without killing him as it had many before him but over time he learned there were side effects. For starters, Ronan burns through energy quicker than most and must either sleep more or eat more to gain it back. He also tends to have a consistent headache that he has learned to live with over the years but can grow worse the longer he goes without food and/or sleep. (Might add a third drawback if I can think of one.)

Personal effects: While most soldiers would carry their dog tags with them on a mission like this Ronan had one possession he valued above all others. It is a simple gold chain necklace with his wedding ring and a square locket holding a picture of his dead wife, dead son, and Shayla. In the picture, his wife is helping his son hold baby Shayla and they are all smiling. It is the only picture he has left of his family and he keeps it on him always so he can always have a piece of them with him and so Shayla can see what her mother and brother looked like.

Character Sketch:
To leave this world behind in search of a better future for his daughter was something that both pained him and gave him great hope. Ronan had shed so much blood for this Earth, but more than that, those he loved had lost their lives here. He knew their ghosts were bound to him and the memories of them he holds dear rather than the dying soil and poisoned waters of this planet. Wherever Shayla and he were was a place where their loved ones would be as well. This is what he had told his little girl the night before departure when she mentioned leaving her mother and brother behind.

"Their bodies may rest here Shay, but their souls stay with us so long as we keep their memory alive."

The words rang through his mind as true now as they had been the night before. With his daughter in his arms, Ronan walked towards the ship that would carry them to their new life. He couldn't help but wonder if this was how the pilgrims crossing the oceans long ago had felt. They were off to start a new life in a new world, they knew so little of what awaited them but Ronan knew he would be prepared no matter what. He had to be. He couldn't allow Shayla to grow up without her father when she had already lost her mother and brother. If he were to die who would tell her about the way her mother's nose crinkled when she laughed, or how her brother couldn't walk and hold something without spilling it somehow. For her and for the safety of the new colony he would need to be at his best so that he could make sure as many people as possible survived this new world and the unknown dangers it held in store.

"Come on Little Tiger." He chuckled in a soft tone to the little girl falling asleep in his arms. It was so early, the sun had barely risen, and yet they were now entering the vessel that would take them away from this sun for the rest of their lives. "You don't want to miss this." He encouraged as the little girl raised her head and sleepily looked around. "This is our new start."




Name: Gavriel (Gavy) Rene

Age: 20

Sex/Gender: Female

Family:
N/A

Appearance: Gavriel is a lovely young lady with a slim and athletic build. Just because she is slim doesn't mean she isn't without the perfect curves here and there, especially in the chest and rear regions. She is also very naturally muscular from a life of never being able to sit still and always needing to be on the move. Her skin is soft with a slightly tanned color to it but still overall on the pale side. She has platinum blond hair that reaches to her mid to lower back and is overall straight with a slight gentle wave to it. Her eyes are a vibrant mint green with dark, almost black, coloring around the outer ring of her iris.

Personality: Gavy is a very friendly and warm-hearted young woman despite her cold-looking appearance. She can be very flirty and feminine but you should never doubt her capability to get down and dirty when she needs to. She is constantly on the move and is very active because of what is likely un-diagnosed ADHD which also leads to her being very open to speaking her mind and breaking social norms. She is very bold and will get involved in fights that might not be her own either because she is bored or she has a desire to defend others. While her reactions and intentions might be in question at times, one should never question her heart. She lives her life never questioning and never doubting what her heart tells her to do, this might make her reckless in the eyes of others but in her mind, it is reckless to think too much and miss the chance to make something better in a moment rather than fixing it later. She has no issues standing up for herself or others and even if it means she needs to disrespect an authority figure she will make sure that people hear exactly what they need to without hesitation. Never threaten her friends or family because like a lioness she will protect them with every part of her mind, heart, body, and soul.
To be honest, Gavy would likely go through hell and back for an absolute stranger because she believes that as much as others think the world has given up on them it is her duty to be that one person who proves them wrong. She doesn't care how the world views her, what they think of her beliefs, and what they think of her attitude, all she cares about is making sure that she does not embody the hatred and cruelty that she has been shown in the past. She can also be extremely flirty and will flirt with almost anybody because it is fun and because she is really good at it. It is sometimes hard to believe that such a firecracker is also a child prodigy turned world-renowned expert in her field with multiple degrees and a PhD even though she just turned 20 years old.

Pre-Colony Occupation: Her pre-colony occupation actually lines up with her occupation as a member of the colony. Gavriel is a Zoologist and as such it is her job to study animals and other wildlife and how they interact with their ecosystems. She studies the physical characteristics of animals, animal behaviors, and the impacts humans have on wildlife and natural habitats as well as the other way around. Her job in this new world will be seeing how any animals brought over interact with the new surroundings as well as studying and gaining an understanding of the new wildlife they will be encountering so they can figure out which animals are threats, which can be domesticated, and all other important observations from close up and afar examinations.

Specialty: Gavy's specialty is Zoology. She is a true master of her craft and knows the most random fact about all sorts of animals. Because of her specialty, she is also skilled in animal handling as well as tracking since she has had to do both multiple times during her career so far. She is able to observe things that most people might miss and see the true meaning behind it when watching an animal, even a lesser-known species or one she has not interacted with often. She has a natural understanding of the minds of these creatures and will likely be a great help to the colony in learning about and documenting the new wildlife.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: None. She has never really had the need for them so she never got any.

Personal effects: Gavy will be bringing an original and signed copy of The Jungle Book with her on this mission. Tracking this down was one of the biggest adventures of her life as almost all copies were destroyed during the many great tragedies the world has faced over the last century. She managed to find a private collector who had a perfectly preserved copy and spent more money than she probably should have to buy it off of him. She had read the virtual copies thousands of times before and had always wanted one made of paper more than anything else.

Character Sketch:
Her heart thumped with excitement as she tied her long platinum hair back into a long and thick braid. Today she would be embarking on an adventure that could either change her life or end it, all depending on how life went when they reached the other side. To many, the idea of possibly racing towards death might give them pause but in the young prodigy's mind, death itself was its own adventure. She had no idea where the road ahead of her would lead, what tomorrow might bring, and that was a good thing. Living life cautiously was never her style which was why when she and her comrades in the science community had been offered this chance to be members of a colony on a new planet she accepted without hesitation. The idea of exploring a new world, discovering, naming, and learning about new creatures, was all she ever wanted.

As she walked towards the door of her tiny apartment cube she held nothing in her hands except her identification card and her carefully wrapped copy of The Jungle Book. She needed nothing else seeing as all other items would be prepared for her by those funding this mission. With a final look at the tiny room, she called home the blonde waved her hand over the light sensor and watched darkness consume the space. With that, she closed the door one final time, and with what almost seemed like a skip in her step the young scientist made her way towards the outside world. Her mind raced at the thought of what this new planet would be like. She couldn't even begin to imagine what sorts of creatures she would find, which would be dangerous, which they could start the long process of domesticating. The smile on her lips only grew as such thoughts flooded her mind.




Name: Ember Oleander

Age: 37

Sex/Gender: Female

Family:
N/A

Appearance: TYPE

Personality: TYPE

Pre-Colony Occupation: TYPE

Specialty: TYPE

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: TYPE

Personal effects: TYPE

Character Sketch:
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Head of Security and Zoologist are done! Gonna work on the Psychiatrist tomorrow!
 

-Orpheus-

Fantasy Fanatic
Any room for a Hunter/Survivalist-type character?

Lol never mind just saw that's taken. How about a Structural Engineer/Carpenter?
 
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Owl Knight

Don't let it ruffle your feathers, my liege.
Any room for a Hunter/Survivalist-type character?

Lol never mind just saw that's taken. How about a Structural Engineer/Carpenter?
I think that's fine. Also, I don't want to speak for Rezzimus Rezzimus but their character is pretty specific. If you can do a slightly different take on a survivalist I think there can be room for one more.
 
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Rezzimus

Slightly more than a Handsome face
I dont mind another hunter/survivalist, while sir charles is a capable hunter it is definitely not his main goal. so hunt away friend.
additionally it sounds like fun having a rival hunter to compede for big game ^^
 

Sanctuaryforall1

Pyrrha Nikos Lives On
I dont mind another hunter/survivalist, while sir charles is a capable hunter it is definitely not his main goal. so hunt away friend.
additionally it sounds like fun having a rival hunter to compede for big game ^^
Gavy just requests that they allow her to examine the creature in its natural habitat before they kill it lol
 

-Orpheus-

Fantasy Fanatic
Hunter it is then! My idea would be a guy who lived away from civilization on Earth, becoming an expert hunter/tracker as a result. He would obviously be pretty good at general survival tactics as well
 

Owl Knight

Don't let it ruffle your feathers, my liege.
Hunter it is then! My idea would be a guy who lived away from civilization on Earth, becoming an expert hunter/tracker as a result. He would obviously be pretty good at general survival tactics as well
Sounds good!
 

Owl Knight

Don't let it ruffle your feathers, my liege.
Everyone with an approved character. Make sure you head over to the OOC thread and join the linked Discord. I'll be posting announcements there occasionally!
 

vexed

𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖑𝖘
BASICS
Name. Solomon Holt.
Nickname(s). Sol.
Age. 31.
Prior Occupation. Agriculture & Permaculture Specialist within the fields of; Agronomy, Horticulture, Animal Sciences (Livestock Husbandry), and Farm Management.
Farm advisor to big ranches and sharecroppers with what remains of organic farming in America; the best in the business - Solomon provided consultation on soil, crop rotation, livestock and optimising production.
Sexuality. Heterosexual.
Gender. Cis Male.
Country of Origin. Texas, United States.

PERSONA
Personal Effects. His first ranchers hat; thought it'd be useful out on another plain.

Specialty. While he ain't no doctor, neither particularly academic nor gifted beyond charm, Sol has always had an uncanny green thumb. Well educated and versed in Agronomy, his role encompasses a huge amount of landscaping and agricultural responsibility. Conserving soil for future generations so they might avoid bleeding it dry, measuring its acidity or alkaline inclinations for sustaining crop, prescribing fertiliser and determining diseases; among working out solutions for waste and ensuring little water pollution through a mixture of genetically modified foods and natural pesticides.

On the flip side, he's been raised managing farms with a deep respect of how much responsibility and planning it takes, utilising crop calendars, rotation, and physical crafting. Horticulture tags on, ideally raising staple fruits and vegetables for the whole colony without having them fail due to negligence. All hand in hand with Permaculture, he realises that the new chance of humanity ought to preserve their landscape, lest they make the same mistakes.

As for his knowledge of Animal Husbandry, it concerns itself with managing animals, eventual byproducts, and selective breeding. Ideally, he wants to focus on the domestication of new species, not only for their possible yield but to see whether one could ever match up to that of man's best friend.

Virtues. Friendly, Resilient, Confident, Dauntless
Vices. Arrogant, Hot-headed, Stubborn, Crude.

Fatal flaw. Man gets angry enough, he gets violent. Never the sort to take it lying down, his aggression might just be his undoing.

CHARACTER SKETCH
The sun was at its highest point, shadows virtually having vanished while heat sizzled and cracked vast mudflats beneath. It’d been a prairie, back before everything went to shit. Perspiration rolled down Sol's temple, under the chin where it sank between his collarbones; tongue writhing with that bitter taste of tobacco as he sank another cigarette. A cough echoed, raising his eyes up to the sky in biblical reverence.

“Sure fucked up, ain’t we?” He muttered. A girl no older than say eighteen peered around him, glancing up at the silhouetted Texan, “Holt?”

Solomon flicked his cig butt to the ground, taking the heel of his shoe to crush it, “We can’t irrigate this shit, Leena. They think we was born yesterday? Ah’ll say, this is tryin’ tuh fuckin’ terraform Mars, what’re they wantin’? A miracle? Soil jus’ like ash, sun hotter than a snake's ass in a wagon rut, and they’re expectin’ with a little money- a little money ah can fix all-a this?”

Leena glanced up sheepishly, “So yuh turnin’ it down?”
“Leena, ah am quittin’. Ah don’t care. Y’ever tried tuh grow plants in sand? Right, let's try a cactus farm, maybe those pricks up theyah can find some similarities.”

“Sol, come on now, this is thuh best job we got in weeks!”

“Y’wanna know why? Because we’re fucked, planets fucked, humanity’s fucked, and this fuckin’ prairie is fucked. Excuse me for not bein’ so enthusiastic no more, since ah can’t do what ah grew up doin’. That's heartbreakin’ Leena, that’ll wrench yuh guts.”

Her voice broke, cracking at the reminded implications of everything turning sour, “Where’ll you go? There ain’t nothin’ left and it’s good money! We jus’ need tuh… need tuh pretend for a little while. Like we can do sumnthin’! Yuh need thuh money Sol, hell ah know you do, you’re strugglin’ as much as everyone else since they turned tuh all them high-rise automated farms!”

Cooly, Holt smiled, “Ah got plans and ah can hold on til’ they’re permanent. Start worryin’ ‘bout yuhself,” He gazed ahead at the dusty horizon, the thick blanket of permanent amber, “Ever read thuh book of revelations?” Leena paused, her youthful optimism squashed, “No, ah ain’t read none of it,”

“Then ah saw a new heavun and a new earth, for thuh first heavun and thuh first earth had passed away, and thuh sea was no more.”

She stared, “Yuh really are leavin’ … ain’t’cha? Yuh’re crazy.”

“Clevuh girl.”

FAMILY
None. While you ought to think a nice Southern man like Solomon would've done anything and everything for his family, he abhors them.

VISAGE
Faceclaim. Scott Eastwood.
Enhancements. Genetically enhanced to better withstand solar radiation due to his outdoor occupation on Earth.
Eyes. Blue.
Hair. Mousy Blond.
Height. 6'4".
Desc. A real Southern boy through and through, Solomon was a blue-eyed, blond-haired child all the church ladies used to love. He grew into an equally strapping man to twist the knife further; from high cheekbones to square jaw, and broad shoulders you could’ve balanced the world on. His family sure as hell tried to crush him that way. Rough, overworked hands are marked by their calluses and split fingertips, giving insight to how laborious his fairly scientific job can be. Matched with golden tan, he’s faced the harsh sun on Earth for years with the thinning ozone, weathering his appearance to a respectfully aged state though being some few years younger than people assume. Most notable would be the scar which frames his left eye, the result of automated agricultural machinery. He was lucky to keep his sight.
 
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-Orpheus-

Fantasy Fanatic
Name: Mikael Lindström

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Age: 29

Sex/Gender: Male, Heterosexual

Description: 6’5” roughly 225 pounds. Lean build, semi-muscular. Very level-headed. Mostly focuses on himself out of habit.

Family: N/A

Pre-Colony Occupation: Hunter. Mikael lived away from cities, being almost entirely self-sufficient. He was known for his exceptional hunting and tracking skills in a hamlet where he would bring back game when he did return for essential supplies.

Specialty: Bow Hunting/Wilderness Survival. Living in the wilds since he left home, Mikael knows how to track animals and get a clean kill effectively. He’s never come across a beast he couldn’t best.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: N/A

Personal effects: The foot from the first rabbit he skinned. It’s “lucky”, he believes.

Character Sketch:
“I guess it’s time for me to go. I’m going to miss you bud.” He said in a low, sad voice to Apollo, his dog. Apollo had been his only companion for the last 5 years and had never left his side. “Reggie will take good care of you for me, won’t you Reg?” He said. ”Of course I will. I’m gonna miss the game you’ve been bringing back, however sparse it’s been. Not many around here are willing to go out into that green Hell.” Reggie said. “Y’all will survive. Y’all always do.” With that, he gave Apollo one last hug and head pat and headed towards the launch site. Towards his new life.
 

Owl Knight

Don't let it ruffle your feathers, my liege.
Name: Mikael Lindström

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Age: 29

Sex/Gender: Male, Heterosexual

Description: 6’5” roughly 225 pounds. Lean build, semi-muscular. Very level-headed. Mostly focuses on himself out of habit.

Family: N/A

Pre-Colony Occupation: Hunter. Mikael lived away from cities, being almost entirely self-sufficient. He was known for his exceptional hunting and tracking skills in a hamlet where he would bring back game when he did return for essential supplies.

Specialty: Bow Hunting/Wilderness Survival. Living in the wilds since he left home, Mikael knows how to track animals and get a clean kill effectively. He’s never come across a beast he couldn’t best.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: N/A

Personal effects: The foot from the first rabbit he skinned. It’s “lucky”, he believes.

Character Sketch:
“I guess it’s time for me to go. I’m going to miss you bud.” He said in a low, sad voice to Apollo, his dog. Apollo had been his only companion for the last 5 years and had never left his side. “Reggie will take good care of you for me, won’t you Reg?” He said. ”Of course I will. I’m gonna miss the game you’ve been bringing back, however sparse it’s been. Not many around here are willing to go out into that green Hell.” Reggie said. “Y’all will survive. Y’all always do.” With that, he gave Apollo one last hug and head pat and headed towards the launch site. Towards his new life.
Nice! Approved!
 

Sanctuaryforall1

Pyrrha Nikos Lives On
All of these are WIP! Sorry, I wanted to put them here because I already lost most of the stuff for Ronan once already!




Name: Ronan Drax

Age: 34

Sex/Gender: Male

Family:
Shayla Drax - 5 - Daughter

Appearance: Ronan is a hulking man who stands at 6'6" and looks to be made almost purely of muscle but not in a gross and veiny sort of way. He has long hair which he has grown out since retiring from the military and creating his own security business. His hair is about shoulder length and dark brown with lighter tips from being outside. He has a thick beard that hides his perfectly sculpted jawline. Ronan has several tattoos to represent his heritage as well as his time in the military. As to be expected the Head of Security is also covered in scars, the most obvious of which is the one running through his eyebrow and ending just above his eye.

Personality: Despite what he has been through Ronan is still a very loving and caring man. He loves the members of his security team and many of the members of the mission as though they were his own family and would die to protect any of them. He is a very wise young man who has seen his fair share of how terrible this world can be but still somehow manages to push on and find something worth fighting for, usually his team and his daughter Shayla. If you are his enemy it is unwise to stand in his way because he will show you no mercy if you have any ill will towards his team. He can go from being a super nerdy history buff to a super chill surfer dude to a battle-ready warrior in an instant. Without hesitation he will always be there to pick up those who have fallen and would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. Ronan is also a major dad, with the corniest jokes, the worst dances and socks with sandal's he is always there to start up the grill and tell old boring stories about the way the world used to be or discuss the proper battle strategy over the grill. He can be very kind, supportive and loving, but he can also be tough and is known for having a no mercy policy when it comes to those who betray him. People are often confused when they first meet him because he looks so intimidating, which they would expect from a security professional and former elite soldier, but he acts so relaxed and casual with just about everyone. It tends to throw people for a loop until they come to realize he does this to understand what kind of people he is dealing with. Everything, every moment, is some sort of strategy lesson to Ronan which is why he has become a master of the art of security and defense.

Pre-Colony Occupation: Before the New Eden project became his life Ronan was originally an elite soldier in the United States Military who ended up retiring early to start his own private security business. His Private Security firm was highly praised among the rich and famous for being so effective with Ronan working with each client to find a strategy that worked to keep them best out of harm's way. He did his job and acted as a personal bodyguard with his men there to follow his lead and back him up, making his time and business one of the most sought-after security companies in the world.

Specialty: Ronan is highly trained in many aspects of security and soldier life including fighting, tracking, and survival skills but what makes him truly stand out is his tactical skills. During his time in the military, he was often referred to as The Strategist because he always had a plan, even in the heat of the moment, in the shortest of seconds Ronan was able to formulate and execute his strategies without hesitation. He is known for being extremely thorough with his work and having backups for just about every situation.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: When he was a young soldier who was beginning to show true promise Ronan was brought on board to help test a genetic enhancement that few soldiers would have access to. The enhancement heightened his strength and reflexes, allowing his body to keep up with his mind and give him the power to be a truly lethal opponent on the battlefield. Fortunately, the enhancement worked without killing him as it had many before him but over time he learned there were side effects. For starters, Ronan burns through energy quicker than most and must either sleep more or eat more to gain it back. He also tends to have a consistent headache that he has learned to live with over the years but can grow worse the longer he goes without food and/or sleep. (Might add a third drawback if I can think of one.)

Personal effects: While most soldiers would carry their dog tags with them on a mission like this Ronan had one possession he valued above all others. It is a simple gold chain necklace with his wedding ring and a square locket holding a picture of his dead wife, dead son, and Shayla. In the picture, his wife is helping his son hold baby Shayla and they are all smiling. It is the only picture he has left of his family and he keeps it on him always so he can always have a piece of them with him and so Shayla can see what her mother and brother looked like.

Character Sketch:
To leave this world behind in search of a better future for his daughter was something that both pained him and gave him great hope. Ronan had shed so much blood for this Earth, but more than that, those he loved had lost their lives here. He knew their ghosts were bound to him and the memories of them he holds dear rather than the dying soil and poisoned waters of this planet. Wherever Shayla and he were was a place where their loved ones would be as well. This is what he had told his little girl the night before departure when she mentioned leaving her mother and brother behind.

"Their bodies may rest here Shay, but their souls stay with us so long as we keep their memory alive."

The words rang through his mind as true now as they had been the night before. With his daughter in his arms, Ronan walked towards the ship that would carry them to their new life. He couldn't help but wonder if this was how the pilgrims crossing the oceans long ago had felt. They were off to start a new life in a new world, they knew so little of what awaited them but Ronan knew he would be prepared no matter what. He had to be. He couldn't allow Shayla to grow up without her father when she had already lost her mother and brother. If he were to die who would tell her about the way her mother's nose crinkled when she laughed, or how her brother couldn't walk and hold something without spilling it somehow. For her and for the safety of the new colony he would need to be at his best so that he could make sure as many people as possible survived this new world and the unknown dangers it held in store.

"Come on Little Tiger." He chuckled in a soft tone to the little girl falling asleep in his arms. It was so early, the sun had barely risen, and yet they were now entering the vessel that would take them away from this sun for the rest of their lives. "You don't want to miss this." He encouraged as the little girl raised her head and sleepily looked around. "This is our new start."




Name: Gavriel (Gavy) Rene

Age: 20

Sex/Gender: Female

Family:
N/A

Appearance: Gavriel is a lovely young lady with a slim and athletic build. Just because she is slim doesn't mean she isn't without the perfect curves here and there, especially in the chest and rear regions. She is also very naturally muscular from a life of never being able to sit still and always needing to be on the move. Her skin is soft with a slightly tanned color to it but still overall on the pale side. She has platinum blond hair that reaches to her mid to lower back and is overall straight with a slight gentle wave to it. Her eyes are a vibrant mint green with dark, almost black, coloring around the outer ring of her iris.

Personality: Gavy is a very friendly and warm-hearted young woman despite her cold-looking appearance. She can be very flirty and feminine but you should never doubt her capability to get down and dirty when she needs to. She is constantly on the move and is very active because of what is likely un-diagnosed ADHD which also leads to her being very open to speaking her mind and breaking social norms. She is very bold and will get involved in fights that might not be her own either because she is bored or she has a desire to defend others. While her reactions and intentions might be in question at times, one should never question her heart. She lives her life never questioning and never doubting what her heart tells her to do, this might make her reckless in the eyes of others but in her mind, it is reckless to think too much and miss the chance to make something better in a moment rather than fixing it later. She has no issues standing up for herself or others and even if it means she needs to disrespect an authority figure she will make sure that people hear exactly what they need to without hesitation. Never threaten her friends or family because like a lioness she will protect them with every part of her mind, heart, body, and soul.
To be honest, Gavy would likely go through hell and back for an absolute stranger because she believes that as much as others think the world has given up on them it is her duty to be that one person who proves them wrong. She doesn't care how the world views her, what they think of her beliefs, and what they think of her attitude, all she cares about is making sure that she does not embody the hatred and cruelty that she has been shown in the past. She can also be extremely flirty and will flirt with almost anybody because it is fun and because she is really good at it. It is sometimes hard to believe that such a firecracker is also a child prodigy turned world-renowned expert in her field with multiple degrees and a PhD even though she just turned 20 years old.

Pre-Colony Occupation: Her pre-colony occupation actually lines up with her occupation as a member of the colony. Gavriel is a Zoologist and as such it is her job to study animals and other wildlife and how they interact with their ecosystems. She studies the physical characteristics of animals, animal behaviors, and the impacts humans have on wildlife and natural habitats as well as the other way around. Her job in this new world will be seeing how any animals brought over interact with the new surroundings as well as studying and gaining an understanding of the new wildlife they will be encountering so they can figure out which animals are threats, which can be domesticated, and all other important observations from close up and afar examinations.

Specialty: Gavy's specialty is Zoology. She is a true master of her craft and knows the most random fact about all sorts of animals. Because of her specialty, she is also skilled in animal handling as well as tracking since she has had to do both multiple times during her career so far. She is able to observe things that most people might miss and see the true meaning behind it when watching an animal, even a lesser-known species or one she has not interacted with often. She has a natural understanding of the minds of these creatures and will likely be a great help to the colony in learning about and documenting the new wildlife.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: None. She has never really had the need for them so she never got any.

Personal effects: Gavy will be bringing an original and signed copy of The Jungle Book with her on this mission. Tracking this down was one of the biggest adventures of her life as almost all copies were destroyed during the many great tragedies the world has faced over the last century. She managed to find a private collector who had a perfectly preserved copy and spent more money than she probably should have to buy it off of him. She had read the virtual copies thousands of times before and had always wanted one made of paper more than anything else.

Character Sketch:
Her heart thumped with excitement as she tied her long platinum hair back into a long and thick braid. Today she would be embarking on an adventure that could either change her life or end it, all depending on how life went when they reached the other side. To many, the idea of possibly racing towards death might give them pause but in the young prodigy's mind, death itself was its own adventure. She had no idea where the road ahead of her would lead, what tomorrow might bring, and that was a good thing. Living life cautiously was never her style which was why when she and her comrades in the science community had been offered this chance to be members of a colony on a new planet she accepted without hesitation. The idea of exploring a new world, discovering, naming, and learning about new creatures, was all she ever wanted.

As she walked towards the door of her tiny apartment cube she held nothing in her hands except her identification card and her carefully wrapped copy of The Jungle Book. She needed nothing else seeing as all other items would be prepared for her by those funding this mission. With a final look at the tiny room, she called home the blonde waved her hand over the light sensor and watched darkness consume the space. With that, she closed the door one final time, and with what almost seemed like a skip in her step the young scientist made her way towards the outside world. Her mind raced at the thought of what this new planet would be like. She couldn't even begin to imagine what sorts of creatures she would find, which would be dangerous, which they could start the long process of domesticating. The smile on her lips only grew as such thoughts flooded her mind.




Name: Ember Oleander

Age: 37

Sex/Gender: Female

Family:
N/A

Appearance: Ember is a woman who always looks professional in her appearance, even when she is getting out of bed in the morning. It has to do a good amount with how she carries herself, professional, regal even, clearly coming from the upper class. She has warm whiskey brown eyes that when she looks at you it is clear she truly sees you, not just what you appear to be. Her hair is raven colored and shoulder length, long enough to pull back if she wanted but still easy to style when down. She is about 5’4” and has beautiful curves as well as some muscle from making an effort to ensure she is fit to survive on a new world. One thing that surprises many people is the scar that can be found upon her upper lip, she doesn’t hide it and clearly takes some level of pride in it since in her mind it reminds her that she is a survivor. (The scar if from her late husband.)

Personality: Ember is both what you would expect of a therapist and also nothing like you would expect a therapist to be. She is a wonderful listener and makes you feel like the things you are saying are the most important things anyone has ever said before. She truly hears people and through their words, actions, and thoughts can get to the root of their issues all while helping them to reach that point themselves so they can truly understand rather than just be told. She is also very honest and will not hold back when it comes to telling a person, client or not, what they need to hear. She will be pretty blunt but it usually comes from a good place, though if you piss her off she will be perfectly blunt in the most ruthless of ways. She certainly has a fire to her and if you start to talk down to her or threaten her you will see that spark turn into a roaring flame. She has the patience of a saint with those she is trying to help and will not allow others to bully her into exposing things about her patients or let others use someone’s disabilities against them. Ember is known to be very motherly with those she is closest with and her door is always open to those in need. If you need to chat or just find a place to sit in peaceful silence, her door is always open. And just because she is a woman of the mind doesn’t mean she is incapable of using her fists. Push her far enough and you will see the kind of power this woman is packing. Overall she can come off as blunt and rough but with her patients, she is a warm and understanding listener who makes them feel safe and does her best to help them.

Pre-Colony Occupation: Before being approached for the colony mission Ember was a highly sought-after psychiatrist for many world leaders, businessmen, and people of power. She also had an office in one of the poorer districts where she would often spend time performing free therapy sessions to those in need. She of course took all the precautions so as to keep herself in peak health conditions. She loved being able to help those who were already suffering so much and even if she never saw some of her patients again she still knew it was the right thing to do.

Specialty: While she does have some knowledge of medical science Ember's specialty is Psychiatry. It is her passion to help others deal with the demons they face within themselves every day that drove her to dedicate her life to the psychiatric field of study.

Cyber/Genetic Enhancements: She has a minor eye enhancement that allows her to pick up on even the smallest of movements. This allows her to notice micro expressions and movements that can help her greatly in her line of work. The enhancement did come with the price that she does have slightly worse vision at times (usually after using the ability for too long) and needs to wear glasses until her eyes recover.

Personal effects: A charm bracelet given to her by one of her first clients.

Character Sketch:
She wasn't sure how many others found it hard to sleep the night leading up to this day but as the hours ticked by Ember doubted she was alone. This world was once so beautiful and pure but looking at the state of it now that seemed hard to believe. It was selfish of the human race to do such a thing to another planet and yet it was their way, it always had been. It was human nature to survive and as a race, it was done so well that as a race humans killed everything around themselves to do just that. These thoughts and more plagued her thoughts, leaving the raven-haired woman with mixed feelings about accepting this mission. There were so many here on Earth she wanted to help but she stood a better chance of truly aiding humans if she was a member of a new colony. This world was dying and the whole of humanity was going with it, she and her knowledge could parish among the masses or she could live to continue her work on a planet billions of miles away.

Taking a sip of her tea Ember blinked and looked at her desk which was crowded with journals. She had spent most of the night rereading them and remembering old patients, a personal way of saying goodbye to those she would never see again come morning. She hoped that she had helped them each in some way, she was certain she had based on the info she had gathered from letters and reports. It was her job to help others, to aid them in facing their inner demons, she was very good at it which was why she needed to make sure she helped those who would hopefully live on. It wasn't an easy decision to make and when offered the chance to be a part of the mission it took her several days to decide but eventually she saw the true reason behind it and agreed to go.

As she placed her teacup on the desk before her she looked up at the clock on her wall and traced her lips as she thought. This had become a habit of hers over the years, at first a self-conscious reminder of her scar, but over the years a habit to help her think. In the darkness of her rather spacious apartment afforded with her dead husband's money Ember rose to her feet and began to straighten things up. Even if she wasn't going to be returning she refused to leave her home looking a mess. She worked for several hours before she heard a knock on her front door and looked at the clock. It was time. She would be departing now, never to return. Looking once more at the many, many journals lining her walls she remembered the faces of those cataloged within and stood for a moment in silence as she wished she could bring almost all of them with her.
Ember is done!
 

-Orpheus-

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Alright simple question but I couldn't find an answer in the forums, how the hell does the indent feature work? Tried it multiple times, yet there is no indention in my paragraphs. Plz help and thank you
 

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