Futuristic USS Horizon NCC 176 Characters

[Rainzen]

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Current Accepted Characters: 


Senior Officers of the Horizon:


Captain: -Rainzen Miranda Hayashi


1st Officer: -nemo Natasha Keeper


Communications officer: -king wifi Saul Gradel


Pilot: -Mr. Sandstorm Vas Amalli


Navigator: -Idees  Irmahild Nadejda "Deja" Falkenrath


Cheif Medical Officer: -Rainzen Rebecca "Beck" Bradley


Chief security officer: -Lord Shaxx  Gideon Emile Torok


Chief engineer:  -nuitari  Markus Franklin


Horizon other staff:


Secondary security cheif- Valravn Winter


Asst. Medical Officer- Dr. Andreas Bashir thegreyeminence


 V'lyrrek "Lyr"- Science officer Florin Avramescu


Other characters


- Gengas Kairani (Romulan, not associated with the empire)


- Nicolas (Frost) Jones (former? starfleet captain)


Character sheet skeleton 


Name:       | Age:          |Race: (Human, Vulcan, Andorian, Orion etc)


Position:                   |Rank:             |Skills:


Personality:


History:


Appearance: 


If your character is listed in red, it means you have not responded to the rolecall I posted in the OOC chat. As far as I am concerned these positions are currently run by NPC's and are up for grabs. If you wish to be active, please post in OOC and jump into the roleplay and I will put your font back to normal

 

[Rainzen]

Name: Miranda Hayashi  |Age: 25    |Race: Human


Position:  Captain  | Rank: Captain    |Skills: She's a tactical genius, extremely manipulative, thinks fast on her feet, and skilled in combat. Also remembers almost everything she reads


Personality: It's hard to believe that so much vim and vigor can be contained in such a small person. Miranda is a person who is very used to being underestimated, and manages to use it to her advantage almost constantly. Her every move is calculated. She lets her guard down when she's alone with people, but in most situations, if she gives anything away, it's generally intentional. Miranda has the willpower of a block of steel, especially in the command chair. She also never does what anyone expects her to do, it's the main way she wins fights, of any kind. 


Away from the expectations of command, she has a good sense of humor, a quick wit, and a lot of empathy. She tries really hard to win the respect of her crew, and tends to try and remember all of their names and talk to them when she's off duty.


History: Miranda's parents were both teachers, and tended to travel around between different universities to give lectures. Her childhood was spent wandering campuses and lecture halls around the world, although for the most part her time was split between Tokyo and Star Fleet Academy in San Francisco. She tested into classes at the academy at 14, and graduated with the rank of lieutenant at age 17. She served two three year stints on board the USS Potemkin, where she was promoted to lieutenant commander. Content to stay on board the Potemkin for the time being, she signed up for another three years, this time, applying for the recently vacated position of first officer. One year into the mission, a scuffle on a non-federation planet left her captain dead in the middle of an away mission, leaving her the chair. The loss and sudden gain of command devastated her. Miranda had spent a lot of time working rather closely with captain Williams, and admired him greatly. They finished the mission and were called back to Earth by Starfleet command. 


Upon having her feet on the ground, she immediately tried to resign. She didn't want to command the Potemkin, not in the stead of her dead captain at least. 


Starfleet was still reeling from the Narada, Khan, and Yorktown disasters, and had lost nearly an entire generation of new officers. They needed new blood, so Commander (now Captain) Hayashi was assigned to the USS Horizon, and sent on a humanitarian mission as a part of the effort to rebuild reputation and moral. 


Currently we are six months into the Horizons new mission.


Appearance: 5'0" 110 lbs 

 

[Rainzen]

Name: Rebecca Bradley. Goes by Beck      | Age:     35     |Race: Human


Position:  Chief Medical Officer  |Rank:  lieutenant commander |Skills: Trauma surgery, pathology, chemistry, genetics, psychology


Personality: Beck can be gruff and grumpy, but she also tends to wear her heart on her sleeve, and cares about people to a fault. She has a tendency to place her work over her own wellbeing, and is almost always in medbay past her shift, unless there is absolutely nothing to do, and then sometimes she's still in medbay. She's extraordinarily compassionate, although it's not uncommon for her concern to show itself by literally dragging someone that she's worried about to medbay for a checkup and psych eval. 


Beck loves the stars, and loves meeting the people that live out here, so far away from Earth, she could just listen to them talk for hours.


She might be seen as the gruff, old fashioned doctor, but she just wants the crew safe, and they know it. 


Rebecca also believes whole heartedly in the humanitarian mission statement of starfleet, and despises violence of any kind, for any reason. For this reason, she does tend to get along rather well with the vulcans they come across, between her hunger for knowledge, pacifistic nature, and acceptance of other cultures, they get on like a house on fire. 


History: when Beck was 17, just after she had enrolled in college, she found out she was pregnant and got married. She continued through school, mostly unphased, though not at all unhappy. Three years after the baby was born, while she was still in school, she found herself pregnant again. She didn't let it halt her studies, and by the time she had her M.D, she was a happily married mother of two working as a trauma surgeon in San Diego while working towards a Phd. Her oldest, a lovely girl named Eleanor was struck by leukemia at age ten, and died the next year.


Beck and her husband and high school sweetheart, Matthew made it a year before they just couldn't take it anymore and divorced, splitting custody of their eight year old boy Daniel. Beck threw herself into her work and study, learning about chemistry and genetics and microbiology and ways to cure diseases until she had to get away. Thinking rashly, she enlisted in starfleet on a whim at twenty eight years old, she received her pathology and psychology certifications at starfleet, and overall, joining has been really good for her.  


She still has a fairly good relationship with her son and ex-husband, and sends Daniel messages on occasion, and sets up presents to be sent to him every Christmas and birthday, but they tend to remind her of Eleanor, so she tries to keep it to a minimum. 


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[BAPE]

Name:  Saul Gradel   |Age: 27   |Race: Human


Position: Communications Officer    |Rank: Lieutenant |Skills: Diplomacy, Combat Experience, Multilingual, Street smarts, and quick thinking


Personality: Having always been closely connected to his hometown of Houston, Saul never fails to show both his pride and loyalty whether it be to his street, Greenspoint, or his friends. Naturally, Saul was always an ambitious, and charismatic person. He made up for his average intelligence with willingness to work hard and relationships he has created. Of course, growing in a bad part of town, Saul had to learn his way around the urban jungles in a much earlier age than most humans he knows. He learned to be diplomatic to run from crime, and learned to be assertive to prevent it from coming to him. He learned to not trust people too easily, and to stay loyal to those you do, which also adds to his extremely resilient nature. Saul is also ruthless, and takes loyalty very  seriously. His... methods in dealing with his enemies can simplify his ruthless and aggressive nature; a gift given by the city of Houston.


History: Saul Gradel: Houston by heart and soul. He was born through both an Ivorian mother and father. Growing up under their Ivorian restuarant meant that Saul spent most of his time since age 10 out in the streets with friends. Saul, despite his antics outside the restaurant was generally a good, average kid with the dream of being a successful lawyer. However, even a good kid will have to know how to work their way around Greenspoint. On the fateful day of September 28 at the age of 19, Saul ran into a gang attack that ended with him and his friends, held at gunpoint, to escort a surviving gang member to his desired location. Though not much of it was considered, Saul eventually learned that he had assisted in the drug trafficking of meth when a sherriff arrested him in the following three days. He, unjustly, was given the choice to serve twenty, or join the Star Fleet Academy. All dreams stripped away from him, the good and average Saul knew his best option to success in anything was at Star Fleet. "I already know how to shoot a gun right", he initially thought, "What could go wrong?" He wasn't prepared for the strict discipline expected from the academy, and initially struggled to adjust with his new life. Eventually, the ambitious and charismatic Saul saw a new approach in his career, in that he doesn't need the stunning intelligence that other students in his class had, but his own abilities. Playing his strengths in street diplomacy and natural charisma hid his weaknesses, and his fierce loyalty essentially bought his ticket to graduations. Saul finally graduated after spending 6 years in the Academy, coming out at the ripe age of 23. He spent the next two under the USS Calisto, and was eventually reassigned to the Horizon when he got in a fight with a prisoner who sold out a fleet location to an enemy for money, nearly beating him to death. Now a crew of the Horizon, he now faces a new journey under unfamiliar circumstances.


Appearance: 6'1" 163lbs

 

[ONI]

Name: Gideon Emile Torok  |Age: 46 Years  |Race: Human


Position:  Acting-Chief Security Officer  |Rank:  Senior Chief Petty Officer  |Skills: SERE, Combat and Security Operations, Advanced Hand-to-Hand and Firearms


Security Clearance: Top Secret with Sensitive Compartment Information 


Height: 6'5ft [195cm/1.95m]  |Weight: 220lbs [100kg/st15] 


Personality: Torok is your typical Chief Petty Officer, stone faced and just as likely to chew you out over not tying your boot laces properly as he is to praise you over cleaning the deck properly, just like most Chief Petty Officers around he has a certain degree of respect and despite never having a smile on his face, or many facial express for that matter (Though he is trying to improve on being more expressive and lessen the intimidating hard as nails aura he has about him) , Torok is a fairly social able, friendly and understanding man who takes his time to understand those underneath and above him.


History: Senior Chief Torok is a career soldier, Born and raised in Budapest, Hungary his single father who was a Lieutenant Commander in Starfleet, Torok spent the first eight years of his life in Hungary before moving to live in England, more specifically London, with a friend of his father, he spent the next seven eight years of his life bored as ever before he finally was old enough to go to the a Starfleet college to star his enlisted career at an earlier age, spending day after day across the next two years studying, drilling and marching, whilst he attend he did manage to meant quite a few people that he'd go on to keep as life long friends.


Torok never really had a rough life growing up, his time was straight to the point if anything he lacked much of his child hood, his life had been planned out from the start he didn't really see a reason to deviant from it, now he's a Senior Chief Petty Officer with thirty years of training and service behind him, he never pursued a family nor did he look for a partner, having never seen a point due to his commitments to the Starfleet.

• High Threat Operations Uniform
  
• Hair shaven down to only a few millimetres
  
• Clean shaven face
  
• Fairly roughed up looking face 
  
• Quite a large amount of nasty looking scars
  

 

[NemoTheSurvivor]

Name: Natasha Keeper   | Age:31     |Race: Human


Position: 1st Officer/Science Officer    |Rank: Commander     |Skills: Expert strategist, supportive, data fiend, determined


Personality: Natasha is a fighter, through and through. She approached every situation as if preparing to fight an enemy, running multiple scenarios in her head. Around people she knows, Natasha tends to let her guard down, willing to support those around her on an emotional level. However, her trust takes time to earn and once lost is gone for good.


History: Natasha had a rough childhood, mostly because she had a tendency to punch someone when they disagreed with her. As a result, she was expelled from two separate elementary schools for fighting. In middle school, her parents enrolled Natasha in a gym's exercise class in an attempt to have her express her aggression in a safe environment. Natasha ended up ditching the classes and instead went to a beginner's class for mixed martial arts. The class primarily taught students how to fight, but it was also responsible for teaching the rules of official fights. Needing the rules to fight stopped Natasha fighting in school practically overnight. After hearing about Natasha ditching the original gym class, but how well she was doing in the fighting class, her parents officially switched her over.


In high school, Natasha joined her gym's MMA team. Despite the training required to maintain her physique, Natasha did not let her grades suffer. She graduated eighth in her class with several tournament wins. A career in the MMA appealed to Natasha, so it's what she initially pursued. After several introduction fights, several franchises were prepared to take on Natasha. Instead of signing with any of them, however, Natasha enlisted with the Federation Starfleet. When asked why, Natasha would decline to comment.


Natasha used her knowledge of fighting to give her an edge on strategy, determining direction, strength, and damage based on the size and skill of the opposing force. Surprisingly, her specialization was as a Science Officer, as she could analyze multiple points of data, record them in the appropriate folder, and recognize patterns with minimal effort. She also learned how to trust her crew, as one person cannot properly operate a ship. Upon graduating from Starfleet Academy, Natasha worked on several ships, eventually rising to the rank of Commander. Since her current ship had both a Captain and 1st Officer, Natasha requested transfer to a separate ship. Her transfer was accepted, and she was assigned to the USS Horizon as both the 1st Officer and Science Officer.


Appearance:  5'11" 148 lbs. Shoulder length hair

 

[Idees]

Name: Irmahild Nadejda "Deja" Falkenrath      | Age:   19       |Race: Human


Position:   Pilot          |Rank:    Ensign         |Skills: Navigating, piloting


Personality: Though seemingly a cold and arrogant person at first appearance, Deja is actually an friendly person with a tendency to speak words of false bravado when feeling nervous. Deja is an easily forgiving person with a soft heart, but is not one to burst out in tears. She often struggles with social interactions and can often be unintentionally insulting. Personality: Though seemingly a cold and arrogant person at first appearance, Deja is actually an friendly person with a tendency to speak words of false bravado when feeling nervous. Deja is an easily forgiving person with a soft heart, but is not one to burst out in tears. She often struggles with social interactions and can often be unintentionally insulting. 


 History: As the daughter of two missing, german scientists, Deja was raised by her Great-aunt Maggy from the age of six. Deja had shown very rapid mental development from a young age and was admitted to Starfleet academy at a young age of twelve. Some of this was achieved by her Great-aunt Maggy's connection with someone in starfleet. But two month's into Deja's trainning  Maggy had passed away, leaving Deja alone yet more determined to succeed. This determination resulted in Deja graduating at the age of sixteen, gainning a title of prodigy by several people. Deja was assigned to ship and ended up serving on it for two years, before she returned for her new assignment. She quickly applied for a position U.S.S horizon.


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[Mr.Sandstorm]

 Name: Vas Amalli   | Age:  20       |Race: Human


Position: Navigator                   |Rank: Ensing       |Skills: Piloting, Navigation, Astrophysics, Basic Hand-to-Hand and Firearms


Personality: Vas's persona is a game of contrasts between a brilliant academic formation and the out-of-place manners of a colonial. He made sure to absorb as much as he could from his time on the Academy and gained much in the proccess, but the childhood of a self-sustained, isolated colony stuck to him like glue. In some aspects, it helped him, as his relaxed outlook on life, mixed with an ever-evolving determination to improve, got him trough not only the most demanding classes of the Fleet Academy, but also trough a rough and substancial military formation.


The lack of affinity for other species did not fix itself tough, and Vas feels he lost a great deal of opportunities so far for not successfuly relating to other cultures. He tries to push trough the discomfort to gain connection with aliens, but often, to his displeasure, gives in to the more convenient option of staying a good measure away.


History:
Born and raised in a colony on the backwaters of human territory, Vas joined the Starfleet trough an integration program meant to reconnect the human colonies farther away from Earth. He took the embrace of the Starfleet at the age of 12 as a chance to escape from a stale colony life. Born on a human-only world, Vas' time on the Academy rocked his mind as the first contact he ever had with alien cultures, and with something nearly as alien to him, his species's homeworld, completely overwhelmed his previous notions about the galaxy. The shock was deep and lasts to this very day --the many intricacies of interstellar life still make his head spin-- but regardless of that his talent in the natural sciences, persistence in his military training, and his overall relaxed temper undid the isolationist baggage he first arrived on San Francisco with. Well, most of it.
After eight years of troughout training, a promissing profile got him the exact assingment he wanted: the navigation of a Costitution-class starship. A promissing oportunity to learn about the galaxy on it's crude and truer forms.


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[Nuitari Delphiki]

Name: Markus Franklin       | Age:  36        |Race: Human


Position:  Lead Engineer                 |Rank: Petty Officer            |Skills: Is trained mostly in engine repair and warp core repair. Is also trained in hand-to-hand combat


Personality: Quiet, keeps to himself


History: Markus first flew on the USS Freedom. This is where he gained most of his experience and training under Captain Frost, one of the most intelligent and combat-experienced pilots in the fleet. While aboard, the 1st officer betrayed the captain. After a short battle, the captain was ejected into an escape pod, and was presumed dead as there was no intended target. Frost was someone that Markus considered a friend. Marcus used to hold the rank of Lieutenant and used to run all communications. After he informed the admiral of the betrayal, the original crew of the USS Freedom was disbanded and the ship was decommissioned in honor of Captain Frost. After 3 years of searching, Captain Frost was presumed dead and lost in space. Marcus was demoted shortly afterwards in order to avoid his past. He now works as a lowly maintenance officer so he can spend the rest of his years until retirement.


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Name: Nicolas (Frost) Jones      | Age: 35          |Race: Human


Position: Not Applicable                 |Rank: Captain            |Skills: Highly trained in combat. Highly trained in military intelligence. Highly trained Pilot.


Personality: Dark, Mysterious


History: After he was betrayed, Frost's escape pod landed on a planet just outside the Neutral zone. The planet was developed enough to know what star fleet was, but not enough to have their own spacecraft. For the past 8 years, Frost has assisted the planet in the development of warships, capable of punching a hole through even the toughest Klingon Warship. Even as a Romulan planet, they are very willing to assist the fleet. And Now, Frost has a small ship, large enough to be a competitor, and a very mean looking ship.  He works with a small crew of 7, and for the past month, they have been waging a one-ship war against the Kingons. So far, they have destroyed every ship they have come across that showed aggression.And now, soon to be dropping out of warp, they plan to meet the second ship to leave the planet, but they might find more than they bargained for.


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Name: Gengas Kairani (Called Guy by Frost)      | Age: 27         |Race: Romulan


Position:   Not Applicable                |Rank: Not of Star Fleet            |Skills: Has been personally trained by Frost. Can fly the ship on his own and has been taught English, while teaching Frost the Romulan language.


Personality: Cheerful, Energetic


History:Guy is the one who found Frost's pod when it crashed into their planet. He assisted in Frost's quick recovery, and has been his right-hand man, translating to Romulan for a short while, and taught Frost Romulan and Klingon so the Captain could order surrenders. He is a cheerful Romulan who is very excited to serve his planet.


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((If you don't like anything on this, please let me know and i will revise it. @Rainzen))

 

[DeafeningSilence]

Name: Valravn Winter   


Age: 19         


Race: Human


Position: Chief Security Officer (Is that OK? It says it's open but Gideon Emile Torok is the Acting Chief Security Officer)       


Rank: Lieutenant


Skills: She's a prodigy, excels in both long and short range combat, one woman army, as well as manipulation and negotiation. 


Personality: Valravn is accustomed to being underestimated and mistaken - taking her age and gender into account, people tend to - but she has learned to turn it into a tool against them, giving her another weapon in her arsenal. As a result, every single thing she does is precise, every word has been crafted to create the most effect, giving her a cold flawless mask of professionalism. Her determination is stronger than most, and she'll never give up or give in, no matter the circumstances. Valravn rarely - almost never - lets her guard down. She is always be ice and mirror glass, always thinking, piecing together information about anything possible. But when you get past all that, and she's around those she trusts, Valravn is witty, sarcastic, passionate and fiercely loyal.


History: Valravn grew up in London with her single mother who worked as a surgeon until she was 11, the year her mother passed away. She then moved to San Francisco with her uncle, a official working in the Starfleet HQ. At the age of 13, she finally persuaded her relatives to let her attend Starfleet Academy, taking up various martial arts and languages. Graduating at 17 years old, she was assigned to a ship with exploration purposes. Two years later, she was re-assigned to the USS Horizon while the it was re-constructed.


Appearance: 5'10", light blue eyes (even the image shows otherwise). Wears either standard issue red long sleeved dress, or a variant of the Starfleet tactical uniform.

 

[TheGreyEminence]

Name: Dr Andreas Bashir | Age: 32 |Race: Human


Position: Asst . Medical Officer |Rank: Lieutenant |Skills: Displays an Expansive knowledge of Trauma surgery , pathology , neurology , Cygnian Respiratory Diseases . Considered to be an authority on Alien Physiology and interplanetary Physiology , in fact his research paper "An inquiry into the Bendii Syndrome" was lauded by the medical community.  


Personality: Dr Bashir isn't really one of the talkative types in fact there was little he would care to share his opinion on other than the medical field of course , Bashir can sometimes come off as condescending or a know-it-all although he doesn't do it on purpose maybe that's one of the reasons he has a tough time making connections with people or maybe its because of all that time he spent on Vulcan after the incident ....   


History:


Bashir was born in the Alpha Quadrant star date 2357 to Miranda and Richard Bashir , even as a child Bashir showed uncommon intelligence surpassing his peers at every level although he did have his flaws , he was very physically award for his age . Bashir gained his love for science and medicine from his mother and his love for exploration from his father who was at that time the XO on board the USS Endeavor. Bashir was fascinated by doctors they seemingly had power over life and death he wanted to know what doctors knew, to be as smart as they were , All this lead Bashir to enroll into the  Starfleet Medical Academy. 


At starfleet Bashir was bestowed with many honors including being made valedictorian of his class but his time there wasn't really what he had made it out to be he made a few friends and met his first long term girlfriend but beside that he didn't really have much of a social life. 


Upon graduating Bashir was posted onto the USS Discovery , but Bashir being Bashir never really found his place hopping from ship to ship once even being on an Ambassador class ship USS Gandhi , his last posting before his prolonged "leave of absence" was on board the USS Challenger . Details about the USS challenger and its mission have been classified by star fleet accessible only by admiralty , all is known about the challenger is that the ship along with most of its crew was destroyed .


After the incident Bashir stayed in Vulcan for a time researching the rare disease  the Bendii Syndrome .    


Appearance: 

 

[Florin Avramescu]

                                                                                                                                                         
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[Avocados'N'Bravado]

|Name: Ckicko "Chiko" Elysium Bard [pronounced "key"-"koh"]







|Nickname: "Chiko" or, in very rare cases, "C/Seb" always pronounced 'Se-b'


|Age: 27   |Race: Orion


|Sexuality: Heterosexual - Heteroromantic







|Position: Cheif Security Officer |Rank: Lieutenant Commander  









|Quote(s):


"Are we clear?"


[Both serious and joking situations]


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"If I had a dollar for everytime this happened...."


[she says it even if it is the first time]


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"I'm green with envy......" 


[sarcastic remark]











|Skills: Analytical, Passionate, Determined, Multilingual, Skilled in Advanced Hand-to-Hand Combat, Manipulation/Seduction [when she needs it], Durability/Phyisical Strength


|Abilities: 


Pheramones - Apart of her genetic makeup and genome, they are excreted naturally, especially around men but Chiko can obviously dial them down, all Orion women posses these pheramones. They attract men, and some women hate it. They however are also very good for keeping situations calm and very bad for others if she is enraged. It becomes contagious.








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