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Lawrence Anderson

A Terran who trained to be a Ghost, Lawrence is ideal for reconnaissance missions due to his marksmanship and ability to hide himself from view of most biological enemy units.

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

Inventory

Finely crafted 9mm semi-automatic pistol, 17 rounds. Coated in gold and accented with xamoyan turtle shell. Fungona XT-2020 engraved underneath.
Tasty snack, not very filling
Buttery, creamy, mashed potatoes.
Cold! Crisp! Low Calorie! CryoLite!
A thick and hearty soup featuring Xamoyan turtle.

Description

Lawrence is unremarkable, standing 5 foot 8 and weighing in at 160 pounds. His build is lean but muscular, a result of the intense conditioning he was forced to go through in order to master his latent psychic powers. He has the look of a man in his thirties with graying brown hair who has seen many terrible things all done in the name of some cause or other.

Personality

Lawrence is somewhat of a study in contradictions. When he's got nothing better to do, he's carefree and relaxed. But when he's on a mission, he is all business, caring first about protecting his comrades and second about completing the objectives assigned. Having the authority to call in tactical nuclear strikes tends to weigh on him, though.

Equipment

Lawrence rarely leaves his base without some kind of weapon. When on military duty, he's toting a C-10 Canister Rifle, which offers superior range and devastating damage per hit at the cost of a reduced rate of fire, while wearing a neural-interface suit which magnifies his psionic abilities, turning him into a super-soldier. His superior visual acuity is partly thanks to laser eye surgery and partly to years of practice with shooting at far-away targets. Off-duty, he usually gets by with one of the many civilian makes of pistols.

History

During the civil war that saw the coronation of Emperor Mengsk I as the ruler of all Terrans in the Koprulu Sector, Lawrence distinguished himself by his superior ability to lock down mechanical units, leaving them vulnerable while his comrades stormed in to finish off the helpless enemy unit.

So begins...

Lawrence Anderson's Story

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Reinhart Elvengar settled back into his chair, taking a sip of his drink as he surveyed the map laid out on the table before him.

That's right. Still no word on what, exactly, is down there.
he finished, drawing himself towards silence as the night unfolded around him.

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Character Portrait: Lira Stavru Lira Stavru says,
 “ Hello ”

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Flynn's head pivots and bobs at Lira after coming back from the firing range. The two whelps chirping make small snare click-clacks as the lime puffballs trail behind her.

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 “ "Hello. do you know anywhere to find work? I don't know enough about the land to hunt for my whelps." ”

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Character Portrait: Lira Stavru Lira Stavru says,
 “ Uh Sorry No I Don't Who Are You? ”

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Flynn whips her feathered tail over to pass it behind her when sitting down, "Flynn the Volatile. I am not from here but there are animals like me here. Are you a native?"

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Flynn barks at the whelps who stop their wandering to hop onto her seat and cross to her tail. The two pairs of eyes stare at Lira as they softly peep to each other.

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Character Portrait: Lira Stavru Lira Stavru says,
 “ No ”

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Character Portrait: Lira Stavru Lira Stavru says,
 “ I'm not from here... ”

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Flynn squints as she looks outside, "Is it so bright where you are from? There is no sun at my home. Daytime is painful."

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Character Portrait: Lira Stavru Lira Stavru says,
 “ I'm not sure i was visiting some friends here ”

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Flynn's bright blue crest raises as she cants her head at Lira, "You don't know if your home is bright? How did you get here?"

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Character Portrait: Lira Stavru Lira Stavru says,
 “ Im Not Even Sure ”

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#, as written by Remæus
Reinhart Elvengar set his empty glass on the table and stood up.

Well, time to get this show on the road.
he said, pausing for a moment before heading out the door.

The setting changes from Raptor Bar and Grill to Pagos Way

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Reinhart Elvengar nodded, waving for the party to follow him as he set out for the mines in the valley. This was going to be an easy job, with all of these skilled shooters.

With confidence, he set out towards the city gates.

Setting

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Reaching its peak, she clambered to the top, huffing and puffing to catch her breath. Up here, the air was thinner, colder, and overall much more miserable. There was no room for regrets, however, she had a feeling her destination was close. She looked down at the small city, a glint in her eyes at the sight of civilization. She grinned. Even from this height, she knew, these are the same creatures that once gave her that wonderful white and warm room. Not the same ones, no, but of their kind.

Hearing a strange sound, she looked past the city, towards where the vessels were descending and rising. Her destination was always closer than she ever imagined. It was time for one last plunge. Spreading her forelimbs, she launched herself from the top.