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Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Wed Nov 05, 2008 9:00 pm

In a universe filled with war and hate and factions spiting society into a million pieces, which side do you take? The one that pays the most of course.

Nine hundred years in the future, mankind has spread to the stars, using the revolutionary technology of the Stellar Gateways. The gateways were discovered by the first humans to leave their home solar system, the closest one lying dormant and unpowered for ages unknown. Even to this day, no one knows who built them and how many exist or just where most of them lead to. This lack of knowledge often led to colonization expeditions ending up in the wrong place.

Three hundred years after the gateways were found, a massive colonization fleet was lunched for the newly discovered Dakota galaxy, were only a small military outpost was guarding the gateway. They never arrived. For some reason, the fleet emerged from the gateway into an uncharted galaxy and scattered in the confusion. For the next hundred years, the settlers slow built up societies on nearly a score of planets, in a dozen solar systems and began to reestablish communications. The gateway back to known space and the homeplanet could never be reopened, no matter what was tried.

As the years progressed more planets, in the freshly named Nova galaxy, were settled and new planetary nations arose. As within all human history, petty squabbles divided the various factions and drove wedges better them for ages to pass. Now, as the great game of politics was being played, research grants were being signed without even reading what they were for.

With this lost branch of humanity, the science community was pushing forwards in all things. One of the major research projects being worked out was gene manipulation (or gene tampering by some) and from this research came the Animorphs. Using the DNA of the various Terran animals that had been brought with the original colonists and combining it with human DNA, researchers were able to create new beings.

The first generations of Animorphs were of low intelligence and failing health. Over the years, the scientists and researchers slowly were able to increase their brain capacity and fix health problems. By the time of stability of the new race, several breeds had emerged as the most common, including: caninemorphs, felinemorphs, mustelidmorphs and leporidmorphs.

Of course, as soon as the new race was ready to join humanity, they were turned into a subservile class to all humans and taken advantage of by corporations, despite the protests of several persons that work on creating them. The Animorphs were furthered divided into three classes, depending on what function they were designed to do. In the recent pass, many nations have been pressured into giving them more rights and protection under their laws.

Standard: the basic design of Animorphs, being human sized, as average intelligence and strength. The only thing they have over a human is sense of smell or maybe night vision. They are used in everyday tasks and are found in mercenary companies.

Heavy: Lower then average intelligence with very large bodies, great strength and stamina. They are used for heavy labor or intensive farming and colony prep.

Exotic: As the name implies, these Animorphs are designed with pleasure in mind. They are further divided into two sub classes. Standard: standard exotics are basically standard Animorphs with their sex drive tinkered with and put into overdrive. Custom: Custom Exotics come in a range of size and intelligence, depending on who is placing the order. Various features are “upgraded” based on the order, ranging from extra long and controllable tongues to extra large sexual organs to (on females) permanent lactation or add ons.


Mercenary companies, which had popped up and proved to be a booming business due to the wars that always seem to pop up, were among the first to invest in Animorphs, using them as a source of cheap manpower and the fact that they were easier to train for combat then most humans. Of course, many nations had a great fear of armed servants (more slaves). To relive these fear, all officers from Sergeants up, had to be human or the company would be dissolved and it’s leaders arrested.

Animorphs are either breed on large “farms” or created in the hidden labs of the Nova Life Company. Standards, Heavies and Standard Exotics can be farm raised but they had plenty of secreted labs making Custom Exotics, which is a booming business.

Now the creation of a new race was not the only thing to come from gene research. Scientists and doctors also developed several methods to alter the DNA of a developing fetus, to improve strength or keep them from having hair loss later on in the child’s future. Such people are often referred to as Gens. Of course, such procedures are expensive and only get more so with each feature one wants their child to have. More then two alterations are uncommon, almost rare.

A far more cheaper option for those needing to or wanting to up grade their bodies is biomechanical implants and limbs. Implants can run of the natural energy found in a human body but limbs require small power cells to make them move and perform like a real flesh and blood attachment. It has been tried to attach weapons or jets to biomechanical limbs before but all attempts have ending in explosive failure or been just to bulky and unwieldy to ever work outside a lab. A few simple weapons have been attached though, all being a type of extendable blades.

Over the last century, growing movements have caused even great chaos among the torn stars. Political parties spanning across words arose, to shake these new powers effecting mankind. The greatest three were; Humanity Above, The Untainted and Purely Human, with most of the others being braches from them.

Humanity Above mission is to keep the Animorpths firmly under the heel of mankind. They feel that any rights or liberties granted to them by a government are an affront to humans as a whole and nearly a blasphemy against whatever creator one believes in. Some of their views are shared with Purely Human, in the fact that Purely Human is also against Antimorph rights or existing at all.

Purely Human’s beef is mostly with biomechanical enhanced humans. They feel that adding machine parts to one’s body is dehumanizing the population. A big fear is that the different governments will use the DataNet to control the gearheads or that the reverse will happen and the biomechanical enhanced will control everything.

Both groups have ties into The Untainted. This radical and racist political group hates, fears and mistrusts anyone who is not one hundred percent pure and unmessed around human. They were among the first to openly attack Antimorphs and the government officials that supported them.

Okay, this role play will focus on a force of mercenaries, who while out in space, learn that their company has been destroyed. What should they do? Complete the mission to build their collapsed company a new, fully operational base and find new employment or start a brand new company? First a little information about their old company, weapons and then profile sheets.

The Kinglington Protection Agency was a small outfit, as mercenary companies go, only being able to field a small army at any one point in time and only one base, that was found on the small planet of Haven. Most of their money was put into buying a small fleet of space ships, to save money by not having to pay a transport company to move their forces around to each deployment. Another money sucker that force the company to stay small was their exotic program.

Like almost all other mercenary companies, the KPA had a large number of exotics to keep their troops happy and healthy. This on it own was not consuming much of the company’s funds. The real money eater was their program to make custom exotics to be used in battle with biomechanical implants to control the harmonies into two modes. The first was combat mode and the implants would keep the exotic in the same state of a standard. The second stage allowed the exotic to function like an exotic should.

Like most of the planetary militaries and mercenary companies, the troops of the KPA are armed with semi-automatic, laser rifles and side arms. The same power cells that run biomechanical limbs power these weapons and could be used interchangeable.

The only fully automatic weapon systems based off the laser rifle can be found in the hands of heavy weapons teams or mounted on vehicles. Each heavy weapons teams is made of five soldiers: an officer, two gunners, two troopers and a trooper armed with an RPG. Each gunner carry a heavy laser and troopers are armed a carbine version of the laser rifle. Both them and the gunners carry backpack-sized powerpacks for the heavy laser.

The other place automatic laser weapons are found are on ground vehicles and space ships. While tanks have been set by the wayside (mostly because of their weight) the lighter APCs are in their golden age. Being easier to transport then tanks, they are the favorite of mercenary companies, who form the bulk of most militaries. Space going vessels are also armed with batteries of automatic lasers but they are mostly used for clearing a landing zone not space combat. Missiles and missile countermeasures are played as the space weapons of choice and most space ships have batteries of both.


Character Sheet

Name:

Age:

Race: (Human or Animorph)

Type: (Gen, Bioenhanced, Normal, Standard, Heavy or Exotic)

Appearance:

Rank:

Call Sign:

Bio:

Other:


Mine

Name: Alex Drake

Age: 36

Race: Human

Type: Gen

Appearance: Lean but muscled, Alex is tall, somewhere around 6 feet, nine inches tall, maybe taller. His frame is normally covered in the standard uniform of the KPA, Black pants, olive green tee shirt, combat boots and olive green military blouse when on a mission.

Rank: Captain

Call Sign: Dragon

Bio: When his parents wanted to have a child, they went to Future Children INC and had them modify an egg and some sperm in the lab. His father’s side of the family was prone to having Cardiovascular disease and Diabetes mellitus and he was determined to keep his children from having the troubles they bring. His father also broke the bank, paying for his child to be very tall.

Over the years, his medical files have gotten Alex kicked out of schools and fired from jobs. Giving up on having a “normal” job, he joined KPA at 26, serving as a sergeant for one year before getting promoted. After his platoon got cut off from the main force on the planet Camelot, he lead them behind enemy lines and to hold a position on a road that block enemy reinforcements, which allowed the KPA forces to crush an early The Untainted revolt. For this action, he was promoted again, to captain.

Known for his loyalty, Alex was chosen to head the company of KPA troops send to guard and set up a second base on the rim world of Mjolnir

Other: he happens to be addicted to Carlia, a tobacco like plant that’s five times more addicting. While not illegal or cancer causing, its effects differ from person to person and it has been know to cause sever allergic reactions in some.






I envisioned the laser rifles somewhat like this: Image

and the pistols like this(with out hammer) : Image
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Pyris on Fri Nov 07, 2008 2:22 am

Name: Luzu Zespati

Age: Unknown

Race: Felinemorph

Type: Custom Exotic

Appearance: With grey fur dashed with blackened ablong rings, large green eyes, and an innocent pout, Luzu is the epitmy of the baby-face. Since the moment her self-awareness concreted itself in her mind, she assumed that her creator must have had some type of fetish. After coming to terms with this, she decided it was best to use this feature to her utmost advantage, bearing her short height and frail build cleverly. She can often be spotted in childish clothing to help support her image.

Rank: Private (by preference)

Call Sign: Ocelot

Bio: Flawed upon her making, Luzu's appearance and her personality are a far cry from a match. Standing at a stunning 5'4", she is small-framed and often mistaken for a fragile creature. Her dark hair and big green eyes easily mislead her foes, allowing her to enter enemy lines with ease. Her quick mind and lack of morality only betray her appearance at the most opportune moment, making the majority of her missions a success. At one moment, she was offered the position of Lance-Corporal, but asked to remain a Private instead, hoping to keep things the simple way she preferred them.

Not knowing any life other than the one she leads, Luzu has always wanted to experience 'growing up' as she'd often heard the humans talk about. Other than that curiosity, she'd never taken much interest in any of the humans that felt the need to command her like a pet or slave, never even blinking as they barked orders at her left and right.

Being one of the first attempts at battle-useful custom exotics, she was deemed flawed because of her distaste for certain men, often refusing to service them based on their looks and her mismatched persona and body. Because of this thinking, she often takes advantage of the many loopholes being a dysfunctional custom might bring.

Other: She has a tendancy to lose herself in thought from time to time, although that's usually just when she's focused on eavesdropping.


Edit: I'm not entirely sure if I like it now... O.o I might change the character completely..... *frown* Just a heads-up.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby kitsunes shadow on Fri Nov 07, 2008 2:57 pm

Lein Fayt

Age: 26

Race: Animorph-Wolf

Type: standard

Appearance: Image

Rank: private

Call Sign: Fenrir

Bio: Swas made originally to act as the body gaurd to ceo of the company who made him, upgrading his intellegince and physical atributes, planning on making him the perfect soldier for his own protection. In the beggining, Lein would often challengeing the bodygaurd above him in standing for the position, Though the CEO found it quite amusing to watch him tear the bodygaurds to shreds, wasn't quite as happy when Lein attentions were turned on to him, watching for weakness. rather having to try and stp him, and always lookig for a profit, he sold of Lein to a group of mercanaries. Each time though Lein would find eachs weakness and try to foght his way up before being shipped of again.

Other:While He has a high level of intellegence and hasa high society attitude, he has a limited ability to read or any type of math, usually playing it off when an akward situation occurse because of it. Also takes great pride in his jacket. Prefers to use blades and guns, but wil use his claws and fangs in dire need, or if blood lust takes over. Is big on Hygeine.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby BlackfangOfReon on Fri Nov 07, 2008 5:30 pm

I'll join as this super-awesome chick ^_^

Name: Dia (Mutt) Terra Kappa

Age: Twenty-Nine

Race: Caninemorphs

Type: Heavy Bioenhanced

Appearance: Unusually, the female is the tank in this situation, brutal, resilient, and overly confident in destroying the enemies, basically the modern day viking. Outfitted in heavy armor to withstand attacks for long periods of time, Mutt can be considered a meatshield, not heavily muscled as most due to being female, but still having great stamina to hold out in long battles. Covering her body is thick tan fur, though her back has a black saddle marking of a traditional German Shepherd, renown to be loyal, fearsome, and brutality, she consisted of all these traits. Usually seen carrying heavy artillery due to her enhance biomechanical arm, though if she runs out of ammo she is not completely helpless, being known to break a man in half with her arms.

Rank: Soldier

Call Sign: Mutt

Bio: Born in a lab, she was supposed to turn out to be a male, however, surprise surprise Dia turned out to be female probably due to lack of the scientist's attention to details. However, she still went into training, which was brutal and tiresome but rewarding her with great strength and stamina. She didn't have time to learn to read or do mathematics, leaving her clueless with anything outside bashing someone's skull in along with limited articulation, if asked a question regarding anything other than military, she will likely stare blankly at in confusion. During one of the battles her arm had been completely blown off by a grenade, having it refitted with a mechanically engineered arm, giving her right arm three times the strength than her left. Having been bought off to the mercenary branch due to her record of viciously mauling her enemies and her unquestionable loyalty, despite being beaten and looked down on.

Other: Can get carried away in battle, such as ripping already dead men apart, eating enemies, and also tending to salivate excessively before battle.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Fri Nov 07, 2008 11:08 pm

I can honestly say......I'm scared of Mutt. She looks good if a bit insane.

kitsunes shadow, you do understand that the Exotics are driven by an overwhelming sex drive right?

Pyris, Ocelot looks good but I was leaning more towards a western style of nekomimi, see the pic in kitsunes shadow's profile.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Fri Nov 07, 2008 11:11 pm

Oh and Animorphs would have a rank between Private, Lance-Corporal or Corporal.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby BlackfangOfReon on Fri Nov 07, 2008 11:23 pm

-Well, I do try to be evil, I've been told so by numerous people, actually I'm honored it was there last words really, makes me tear up a bit. As for Mutt, she's a Private rank, she's too stupid to be anything higher, lol.-
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby .The-Literate-Angel. on Sat Nov 08, 2008 2:25 am

Name: Niina

Age: 21

Race: Animorph

Type: Exotic

Appearance: Image
Has stripes down her arms and legs and also across her breasts and back.

Rank: Private

Call Sign: Tiger

Bio: Niina grew up in a typical family. They lived on a small plant that was fairly peaceful. Her father was scholar and her mother worked at the local college. She had a younger brother and her parents were expecting another little one when her world fell apart. She was twelve when it happened, her mother was in her second trimester and her brother, who was two years younger then she was, was ten and was going into the fifth grade. Niina remembers little to nothing about this time spent with her family, basically sounds and some faces. It was a beautiful day when she was at the park with her younger brother, playing on the swings. Her parents were watching when a man in a very expensive car shows up. He seemed to be a very important man because her parents were shocked. He approached them and discussed the issue of their daughter. He wanted her, badly. He offered her parents an outstanding sum of money for her, but they refused and gathered the two together and left the man in angry silence.

Life continued with pleasantness and the man was never seen again, until a month later. He showed up at their door step with an Animorph, a large one who didn't look all to bright. The Animorph slaughtered her mother who had answered the door along with her father as well. He snatched her away and left her brother in the middle of the house, with their dead parents.

For five years she was experimented on, tested, conditioned to be exactly what the man wanted her to be. He made her strong so she would defend him, he raised her animalistic instincts, he enhanced her sex drive, he made her into an Animorph, and he made every part of her sensitive to touch. The man also added in the ability to send small electric shocks through her finger tips. He did not though change her behaviors or thoughts. All the experiments, all the changes, took years and by the time they were done she had barely any memory of her previous life. She was used by the man for two years and she hated every second of it. One day, after two years, she lashed out and slit his throat. Then she ran.

Niina found shelter in the mercenaries ranks, though her life wasn't completely to her liking she could deal with it. When they found that she was an adapt killer they used her more often and she became a floater, never really having a defined rank, though still registered as a private. She has been used for many odd jobs and she is fine with that. She hates the other aspects of her jobs, but when it comes down to it she doesn't complain. She was in the team that

Other: Niina loves the taste of strawberries and anything that is similar to seafood.

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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby TwinDeath on Sat Nov 08, 2008 4:52 am

Name: Leif “Overkill” Hannover

Age: 31

Race: Human

Type: Bioenhanced

Rank: Sergeant Major

Appearance: A large, burly man, with a shaved head and an easy smile, Leif is usually wearing the basic uniform or a set of mechanic’s coveralls. He hates wearing his helmet, and will take it off whenever possible. (This has been an object of much dispute between Leif and his CO.) His implants include infrared an low light vision, an integrated monitoring system that can overlay a three-dimensional map onto his vision, and an enhanced skeleton that allows Leif to engage servomechanics in his joints for brief periods of time, granting bursts of speed and strength. He also has reactive armor placed under his skin in some areas.

Call Sign: Relic

Bio: For most of his life, Leif was the odd man out. Mocked and abused as a child, he quickly grew and learned to hit the other kids first. After school, Leif disappeared, drifting around and taking what odd jobs he could get. This lifestyle ended on his 23rd birthday.

As Leif sat in his latest home drinking to help himself forget that it was his birthday, a message finally found him. A war on his home planet of Eystribygð had begun to rip through the population, and his family had been killed. By the time Leif made it back, the war was in full swing.

Joining the military, Leif signed up for any and all experimental procedures, hoping for a chance to take revenge. He spent the next six years fighting battle after battle, moving quickly to his current rank, where he stuck. (One of nature’s sergeants, Leif’s brash manner and temper ensured hat he would never be an officer.) Finally, after eight years, the war was over. Unwilling to leave the only place he had ever fit in, Leif accepted a job in the KPA, keeping his military rank in the move.

Other: While Leif’s love of history and use of outdated tech lead him to choose his call sign, his nickname of “Overkill” stuck, and both are used interchangeably by his comrades as a result. He got this nickname from his penchant of carrying, and using, much more than the normal amount of equipment on a mission. Although this has earned him many reprimands for being wasteful, no-one can argue with the results.

Weapons: Leif carries the standard pistol and a laser carbine, along with his pride and joy: a lovingly restored electromagnetic shotgun. While railguns were commonplace in the past, they have been relegated to the museums with the advent of the laser technology due to the greater accuracy and ease of use of the laser systems, not to mention the fact that the laser guns only required power packs instead of ammunition. Leif, being who he is, decided it was worth the extra weight and tinkering to have a gun that could actually clear a room in a single burst. While normally a semi automatic gun (about a 1.25 second charge time between shots), Leif is able to overload the capacitors and force enough energy into the system for a ten shot burst. This usually results in the battery for the gun being completely drained.

The matte black shotgun is heavy with the threat of imminent violence. Under the squat, wide barrel a pair of bayonets angle out from the nose of the gun. Behind the twenty shot drum clip sits a bulky power pack, one that is large enough to handle the requirements of the weapon. Leif has replaced the standard stock with one with spikes protruding from the bottom and sides for melee attacks.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Eternity on Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:59 am

Name: Coppella Marone nicknamed Venom

Age: 25

Race: Animorph-- Snake Hybrid

Type: Exotic [Standard Exotic]

Appearance: Image
She has scales covering every inch of her body. She stands about 5'9. As well, she has long black hair that flows somewhat messily down her back, though she usually wears it in a clean shining braid. Her belly is covered with long oval type scales of white, and the rest of her body ranges in scales between a pale green to a dark green. She has the ability to be somewhat of a chameleon by emotion- meaning that depending on her mood, her scales may change colors.
Her eyes are a yellowish tone, with slit pupils. She has a long tongue- about a half a foot- that is thin, slender, and forked. Her fangs fold back into her mouth and thus are hidden when she speaks. Her jaw can dislocate like a snake's, and open to a wide span so that her fangs may fold out and she can bite. She is venomous!
Venom has two sets of eyelids. One is unseen until she blinks normally- which to her is to blink with the thin foggy green lids that come towards her eyes from the sides. She only humanly blinks or shuts her eyes for sleep or to acknowledge something.

Rank: Corporal

Call Sign: Viper

Bio: Venom use to be a criminal. She would numb people with her bite, and kill them with her blade. She has no mercy and has always been like so... But once captured, she agreed to work with a group of mercenaries for her freedom. Now she is in her sixth year [of 20] dedicated to the new cause. She works diligently, and does not remember much of her past- except for a few experimentations which still occur to her as blurry dreams.


Other: She has a jaw much like a snakes though it looks human. She can dislocate it to open her mouth widely. Her fangs situate themselves against the top of her mouth in small pockets next to her venom glands- when she prepares to bite, she opens her mouth full span, and they fold outwards until completely shown- her fangs are a length of two and a half inches.
Her body appears pretty human, minus the soft sleek scales covering her every inch. She is not afraid to strut about nudely.
---Her bones are soft but almost unbreakable. They can bend and flex, allowing her to squeeze her body into tight places and through small spaces without damaging herself.
--- Her venom slows the reactions of those she bites and puts them into a euphoric state of hallucination. Somewhat like a drug would.
---She does not see very well- though she can see heat. She can as well taste vibrations in the air. Thus she can easily find enemies who are not seen by most people.
---Her overwhelming sexual urges are usually easily compensated for as she can induce this "high" with her venom, and take what she pleases of people. [damn!]
---Because she is cold-blooded, and only partially a mammal, she does not have "nipples and teats". She has breasts, but they serve no true purpose.
---Scientists do not know what would happen if she were to get pregnant, and are unsure if she is even fertile.
If she were to be fertile and to become pregnant, it is suggested that she would grow eggs within her uterus, and lay them within hours of them hatching.
It is as well though that her birthing process length [time being pregnant] is only a week or so. They believe that she could have up to five children in one birthing.
--- No she is not a mommy yet- which explains why scientists think she is temporarily infertile.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 1:22 pm

Coppella is highly interesting and I like her.

Leif is in, its good to have a fellow human aboard.

Niina looks good, I like her. Her pic will work seeing as she's a transformed Animorph.

Alright, as my sister wasnts the internet cable back, I have to go but I will start the IC post. See you lot in two hours.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Eternity on Sat Nov 08, 2008 2:01 pm

Thank you Irish, I tried

:-)=< hisssssss lol
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby kitsunes shadow on Sat Nov 08, 2008 2:03 pm

I was fianally able to figure out what I'm going to do with him, though I had writers block there for so long. So is that better.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 5:26 pm

I like him and your in luck, the IC has opened: chaotic-space-t13398.html

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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Lueshi on Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:24 pm

Name: Jordan (Tank) Alan Lesser

Age: 29

Race: Human

Type: Normal

Appearance: Jordan Appear's that he is a gen due to his size and weight. But he normal. Standing at 6'4 and 360 pounds of mostly musle. He is proud to say that he is "O-natural" His eyes a deep shade of Emerald green and his hair is a deep shade of Jet black. And his skin is a shade of a darker brown colour

Rank: 1st LT

Call Sign: Tank

Bio: Born in to a Military family. Jordan has a Strick sense of Honor and loyaltie. He never say's no to an order. even if it sounds impossable to do. He had a hard time growing up because He was accused of being a "Gen" His family doctor even provided notes saying that he was a natural baby born with nothing added. At the age of 24 he was promoted to 1st LT and then was asked to join the KPA merc force. He did with great honor. And now serves under Captian Alex Drake

Other: He tends to work out a lot in his spare time. And when it comes to fighting he can take a few shots in spots with out amour before he can actually feel the pain. Which in return gave him the call sign tank. He has no problem with any one or anything. He think the Animorphs are aslo people and should be given the same rights as regular humans. He aslo has a history of getting in fights with other team mates. And he, for some strange reason says sorry after. He aslo likes to spar with any one that can actually put up a good challange. He aslo likes to smoke Tabacoo cigarettes.


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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:31 pm

Alright, another human. I guess I delay my post until you have made one. Welcome to the game.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Vyrwolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:32 pm

Name: Known as Scareye

Age: 31

Race: Animorph

Type: Bioenhanced

Appearance: http://mapleartistaeros.deviantart.com/ ... s-77777907 (picture copyright Sy, character copyright me)

Rank: Corporal

Call Sign: Rat

Bio: Genetically engineered from scratch at a lab, Scareye began life with the intention of being a standard mercenary. As time went by, however, a need for specially-made Animorphs, and so began Scareye's transformation. They heightened his brain capacity beyond the legal maximum in secret, working away at various implements, attempting to combine machinery and organic substance into a single entity. What came out was an Animorph looking like most others, but on the inside, things turned and clicked like clockwork. When unveiled, the mercenary company granted him Coporal status on-site. But Scareye has other motives--he intends to do more than simply give the Animorphs equal rights. In his hate-filled mind, he has devised a grand-scale plan to overturn the 'balance of nature', giving Animorphs all the power and reducing humans to servants. This, he keeps secret, like most other things in his life. He is a cruel, merciless person, rebellious and spiteful, and will not stop until he attains what he desires most: power.

Other: Scareye's eye can see in darkness, detect heat and movement, and connect to a database in his brain--replacing simple organic memory drives--that help him classify everything he chooses. Many of his outward abilities are hidden by his 'organic coating'. His nails are made from the hardest substance anyone can find, and his fur can stand on end and produce needle-like points, or flatten and harden into protection against lasers. Everything about him has been enhanced, but he chooses not to let all of this be know...He even killed every scientist who worked on him so that the secrets of his works remain unknown. However, most of his machinery is classified as 'delicate', and a severe blow could cause all sorts of internal mayhem--and you thought internal bleeding was bad.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:43 pm

Scareye looks good but he needs some sort of weakness, like parsley a sever allergic reaction to direct contact with Carlia or a cloud of Carlia smoke. Heeheehee.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Irish Wolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:52 pm

well I'm off for about an hour my good role players, I'll be back with a post.
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Re: Chaotic Space OOC ( )

Postby Vyrwolf on Sat Nov 08, 2008 7:17 pm

Fixed it. Sorry, no allergies to parsley or Carlia. XP
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