Daniel Challus

Height: 6'2"
Age: 26
Weight: 184 lbs

Description: Daniel is a tall man of average weight. Nothing really sticks out about him: He has plain brown hair, green eyes, a plain face. His RIG ( Resource Integration Gear ) is a nice, healthy blue, Indicating he is in fair health.

Personality

Dan is a loner, and a survivor. He spent his free time at the shooting range, practicing his skills with a pistol and a rifle, or reading up how to fix a ship. He's a fully qualified pilot and engineer, capable of both flying and fixing many kinds of ships in his universe.

He talks if talked to, but minds his own business.

((More to be added as Dan developes.))

Equipment

CURRENT EQUIPMENT: (More to be added as Dan developes)

RIG: Dan's RIG is military grade, scavenged from the ship's barracks before he was pulled from that universe into this. It doubles as armor and space suit, containing ten minutes worth of air.

Plasma Cutter: Not so much a weapon as an improvised tool, it fires three short bursts of plasma energy simultaniously. It was the only thing close to a weapon Dan was able to grab before all hell broke loose.

Survival Knife: Its a knife, plain and simple. Came with the suit.

History

Daniel Challus's Story

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# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-15 04:51:43, as written by Serly

Daniel Challus drops from the ceiling in a flash of light, wrestling with a [url=http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SchU8D-e1s/SRZWw0wVKHI/AAAAAAAAFJE/bZLZPX1qg4M/s400/dead-space-necromorph-art-20080925031748383.jpg]Necromorph[/url], trying not to get impaled. His face is hidden by his RIG's visor.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-15 04:57:43, as written by Serly

Daniel Challus slams his elbow into the Necromorph's head, part of which flies off and sprays black goo. The thing just screams hellishly, and redoubles its efforts to impale him. Dan grabs both of the things' pincers with his hands, screaming as they cut into his hands. "For fuck's sake!"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-15 05:02:41, as written by Serly

Daniel Challus rolls around on the ground with the thing, slamming into a table, which stuns the Necromorph for a minute. He scramble back, pulling out his plasma cutter and firing several shots at it point-blank, blowing off its arms. It screams, and dies in a puddle of rotting black goo, chunks of flesh all around. Dan gasps, setting the weapon down and looking around for a moment. "...What the fuck?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-15 05:04:43, as written by Serly

Daniel Challus pulls off his RIG's helmet, pushing himself up to his feet. He looks around, and still see's a bar. "What the -fuck-?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-15 05:09:54, as written by Serly

Daniel Challus looks from Nyxel to Hellshine to the dead necromorph, to the ceiling. He shoves his helmet back on. "What the fuck is going on? No, no, Repeating myself. Shit, they arent hostile atleast. I dont see anymore of these..." he glances at the immobile necromorph. "Things. Alright."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-15 05:12:28, as written by Serly

Daniel Challus slowly makes his way out the door, weapon trained on them. Time to get to the bottom of all this crap.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Serly

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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