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First Name: Tetra Last Name: Vega Gender: Female Orientation: Heterosexual Nicknames/Alias: Tet, Tetris, Vegan, Status Eyes (yes I've been called all those IC XD) Personnel Photo Age/D.O.B: 35 (11/25/2529) Place Of Birth: Colony 23-NR Species: Human Blood Type: B- Alignment: Neutral Good Affiliation: Nanotrasen Security Force, Sol Gov Navy Religious Beliefs: Acolysm Childhood: Runaway Rebel Adulthood: Workaholic Detailed Information Appearance: She is 5'7" and weighs 165 pounds, an average build. She has piercing green eyes and her red hair is always pulled back into a messy ponytail. She has a turquoise snowflake tattoo on her right bicep. Personality: As gentle as possible, as ruthless as necessary. She is normally a mixture of cheery and sarcastic. When focused on something she becomes quite stern. She also becomes a real hothead when overwhelmed. Character Voice:The backstory within the backstory. I first created Tetra in Anarchy Online in 2001. I've used her in any game with a character creator since. Her red ponytail and green eyes have always been a staple. It wasn't until I saw the following cinematic from Starcraft 2 that I realized I portrayed her in the image of Sarah Kerrigan. My wife is actually familiar with Tetra's adventures as well, and when I had her watch this video she got a confused look on her face and said "Is that Tetra?!" It would only be right if she shared her voice: Medical Record She has a mechanical heart, is a heavy smoker, light drinker, and has a minor pain killer dependency [CONFIDENTIAL] Her psych evaluation indicates she has been suffering hallucinations, most likely caused by stress. She believes she is being haunted by ghosts. Her psych taught her relaxation techniques and recommended she have a companion such as a pAI with her to keep her mind from wandering. Security Record Major Crimes: One count of Manslaughter As Head of Security, Tetra Vega caused a vampire suspect to ignite by force feeding them too much holy water without sufficient extinguishers present, resulting in the suspect dying. Under the manslaughter law, she served a permanent sentence for the duration of the shift and was further reprimanded upon returning to Central Command. Minor Crimes: From time to time she is reprimanded by Central Command for using unnecessary verbal force on prisoners and hurting their feelings. Prior to being employed on the NSS Cyberaid she has various counts of vandalism, petty theft, trespassing, and battery. [CONFIDENTIAL] There is evidence that suggest that, despite her loyalty to Nanotrasen, she has been working for the Syndicate from time to time. It is believed they are forcing her to work using some sort of leverage they have over her. When questioned she appears uneasy yet conveys that nothing is out of the ordinary. Character Biography Born on a space colony, she has never set foot on a planet. The station her family lived on was older and run down...it did not have access the resources or technology of the newer stations. Her mother died giving birth to her, forcing her father to raise her and her brother Zeke alone. When Tetra was 10 her father was diagnosed with an aggressive form of heart disease. After months of unsuccessfully treating it, the doctors finally obtained a heart for transplant. The disease continued to attack the new heart, and her father died when she was 11. His autopsy confirmed that the heart disease was caused by a rare genetic defect. Testing showed that Tetra and Zeke also had the same defect. Current technology does not have a way to reverse this, so the only safe solution was to replace their hearts with mechanical hearts. With their father gone, Zeke had to raise Tetra. He was a fair bit older than her, in his early 20s at the time. He was one of the stations engineers trying to help keep the old heep functional. He kept a short leash on Tetra due to her being the only family he had left, so she spent much of her time with him and his co-workers learning and helping where she could. Being too young to understand why her brother was so strict with her, she became quite rebellious. When Tetra was 17 she stowed away on a supply frigate visiting the station and set out on her own to escape her brothers restrictive grip. During her lonely downtime she discovered she had a talent for the guitar. Her talent had not gone unrecognized as the agent from her favorite punk rock group, Fluffy Fever, contacted her. Just around the time they discovered Tetra, their guitarist had a falling out with the group and they needed a new one. She was their girl. This decision was not without controversy as many of the fans were angry that the band would dare allow a human into this formerly all Vulpakin group. Tetra took it in stride, but the insults and death threats sometimes weighed heavy on her. After a few months of touring, the original guitarist made amends with the band and they cast Tetra aside so he could make his triumphant return. Later Tetra learned that the falling out and hiring her was a PR stunt all along. Both bitter about how it ended but thankful for the memories, Tetra returned to her lonely existence. She skipped the galaxy around from one station to another doing what she had to survive, mostly working on small spacecraft with her limited engineering knowledge. Shortly before her 19th birthday she got word that there was a Zeke was severely injured by in a terrorist attack by The Syndicate. She rushed home to find her brother a broken man, both physically and mentally. Two of his limbs were now robotic, as well as his eyes, and his voice lost do to trauma caused to his throat. Despite being maimed, he made out better than his two coworkers who perished. He refused to have his voice fixed in commemoration to his lost friends, and was now spending most nights drowning himself in whiskey to help sleep through the recurring nightmares of that awful day. Enraged by what her brother had become Tetra finally found her purpose. She joined the Sol Gov Naval Academy so she could obtain the skills required to fight the Syndicate and devote her energy to ensuring nothing like this happens to anyone else. After graduating from the academy she served as mechanic and pilot in the navy for a few years. When she finished her service and sought employment with Nanotrasen due to the amount of Syndicate activity that seemed to find them. She is now part of the security force on the NSS Cyberaid, where her story continues... Nanotrasen Employment Record: On the NSS Cyberaid, she initially served primarily as the pod pilot, however after gaining experience she now regularly serves as the Warden or Head of Security as well. She occasionally serves as the brig physician due to the knowledge she gained working with and observing her good friend Mercy. She does not know conventional surgery as she never went to medical school, so when it comes to that she relies on the skills she gained while a mechanic in her late teens. She also gained enough prestige with the higher ups at Nanotrasen to have clearance to serve as either the Blueshield or Magistrate when the need arises. Family Father: Trev Vega (2497-2540) Mother: Kraesha Vega (2499-2529) Siblings: Zeke Vega (2518-present) History 11/25/2529 - Tetra is born, her mother dies due to complications giving birth. 2/5/2539 - Trev is diagnosed with heart disease. 10/7/2539 - Trev receives heart transplant. 4/23/2540 - Trev Dies to heart disease. 3/1/2547 - Tetra runs stows away on a supply frigate and runs away from home. 11/05/2548 - There is a Syndicate attack on Colony 23-NR. 11/19/2548 - Tetra learns of the attack and rushes home to care for her brother. 11/23/2548 - Tetra arrives home and begins caring for her recovering brother. 2/4/2549 - Tetra joins the Sol Gov Naval Academy. 5/20/2553 - Graduates from the Academy and enlists in the Sol Gov Navy as a mechanic/pilot. 6/25/2559 - Finishes her service with the Sol Gov Navy and begins seeking employment with Nanotrasen. 1/20/2560 - Hired by Nanotrasen to serve as part of the security force on the NSS Cyberaid. 3/25/2561 - Gains clearance to serve as the Blueshield. 10/23/2561 - Gains clearance to serve as the Magistrate. Personal Relationships (I'll fill this out later, I have far too many names to put here and I've already spent an exhausting amount of time on this bio. I'll add them all at once when I'm done with them because I don't want to be updating the profile over and over again. Stay tuned???) Faction Relations Sol Gov Navy: Allied/Loyal "They taught me nearly everything I know. I wouldn't be anywhere without their guidance." Nanotrasen: Allied/Loyal "They pay well and always seem to have Syndicate activity swirling around them. This is where I belong" The Syndicate: Hate/Enemy "I will use every ounce of energy in my body to prevent them from hurting anyone else the way they hurt my family..." Other Information Living Quarters Tetra lives in a small bare bones apartment that is an absolute mess. Sink always overflowing with dishes. Empty coffee cups and food containers lay about. Ash trays that are overflowing with cigarette butts.The floor is littered with dirty clothes and empty packs of Robusts. There is a circular path carved through the mess that originates from desk in the corner. Well organized articles and reports of criminal or terrorist activity targeting Nanotrasen and the NSS Cyberaid lay upon the desk. These include profiles of the various enemies of the corporation detailing their strengths, weaknesses, and tendencies. On the nightstand is a dusty handle of Uncle Git's Special Reserve that is still half full next to a picture of Tetra with her brother Zeke. Inside the night stand is a loaded Stetchkin and a pill bottle filled with Salicylic Acid and a loaded Stetchkin.

Superheroes, sidekicks, and command staff, in peace talks. (Meanwhile, a the real heroes - engineering, stop a tesla release).

Hello, Please add the following HTML and purposes. [Time] /= Places the Shift's time on the location. [Title] & [/Title] /= Whatever is in-between this, automatically renames the Paper to what is in the [Title] field. The ability to correlate your occupation to your load out. If you spawned in as a Head of Personnel, you will spawn in with whatever paperwork you had set to spawn and the html applied. This will save a lot of time, and seems easy in theory.

Hello all, 1. Started the round as a civilian. 2. Go to HoP line and transfer into an understaffed Security. 3. Get Mindshielded. 4. Spawn an Agent Stamp, Mask, and Uniform. 5. Proceed to the IAA. Ask them how the Fax worked - asked if I could try logging in and checking its mechanics. They trusted me, a Mind Shielded Officer. 6. Copy their ID. 7. Forge paperwork, faking the identity of Major Han Sol - the CC Officer. Requesting my target's cremation. 8. Target gets cremated. I go on patrol. 9. It's blue alert by now, due to confirmed Syndicate Activity. I abuse this change in colour, and randomly search the CMO [peacefully]. 10. Ask to see his ID. Check his bags. Copy his ID, gain bridge access. 11. With Bridge Access I go to IAA to fake another Fax. This time announcing Major Han Sol's arrival to the Cyberiad. Saying I'll be their main point of contact with Central Command. So anything that was meant to go to CC was redirected to my Office [NT Rep]. 12. Discarded old attire, binned and destroyed it. Equip the ID, Gas Mask, Security Helmet, Taser, Detective's Cloak and rock up to the Bridge without a Radio or proper equipment and complain this is due to the 'Budget Cuts' enforced by Central Command after the Station accidentally releases the Tesla [to be fixed by Admins at a 10,000,000 debt to the Station]. 13. I go through all of Command's SoP. Ask to check the HoP's ID, and copy it in the process of checking if he had all-access. 14. He didn't. So I cycle through command, and the Captain recommends I take on an IAA to follow me around. I do, and decide to give the IAA a fake promotion, to 'Naval Officer Recruit'. 15. While handing the new Naval Officer Recruit all-access, I copied their ID. 16. Issued orders continuously throughout the round. No one suspected a thing. 17. Escape successfully, and without my cover being blown. 18. Got no karma that round due to people thinking I was an admin character.

So imagine a locker (and later coffin) full of dwarfs.....screaming dwarfs.....screaming, yelping, hissing and howling dwarfes, that are getting dragged by a dwarf voxxy around the station. The Screamings Clans that even had his own chat group for the PDA and managed to break visit the captain on the bridge. Enjoy!

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Name: Zsi Gender: Male Orientation: Undisclosed Nicknames/Alias: None Recorded Picture: Kindly drawn by Fei Hazelwood (FeiH). Age/D.O.B: Unclear, Physically Mature. Place Of Birth: Arkship IIb Species: Grey Blood Type: AB+ Alignment: Good Affiliation: Nanotrasen Religious Beliefs: Complicated. Seen too much redspace shit to be an atheist, but doesn't trust enties from outside of realspace. Childhood: Born on Schedule. No Genetic Deviancies. Xenobiology Researcher. Adulthood: Logistics and Human Resources Fanatic. Applies his Xenosociological theories to Security, Human Resources and Medical work. Absorbs as much SOP and Space Law as possible to become the ultimate administrator and bureaucrat. Detailed Information Appearance: Very little genetic deviation is present in the face of this Grey. Large black eyes, an almost identical face to many other Greys that come and go from the Cyberiad. In this picture he is wearing an alien face shirt. His neck slouches forward a little, giving him a laboured and nervous bearing, though this is just a trait of his species. Long fingers and thin-sinewed arms hand down by his sides as he stands in front of a measurement wall which seems to show him to be about 5'11 in height. Zsi moves and shifts about with a nervous, almost restless energy. He's prone to small tics like snapping his fingers, spinning and pacing and flipping a full 360 degrees. When he tries to smile, or frown or snarl he often produces a gurning rictus. Facial expressions not being instinctual to Greys, it's likely his uncanny-valley triggering attempt to ingratiate himself with multicultural society. Character Voice: A flat, monotone drone occasionally punctuated with awkward pauses and jarring, stilted emphasis of words when he makes puns. When angry or stressed to the point where he elevates his voice, his voice emits a nasal, reedy screeching. Personality: Zsi is at ease with deindividualisation and has no issues becoming part of a greater organisation. He throws himself fully into whatever work he is assigned and accomplishes it as effectively and humanely as he can manage. He's easy going and enjoys friendly relationships with a variety of coworkers and civilians. However, he does struggle noticeably to form meaningful connections and he has admitted to some fears that his relationships with his fellow Cyberiad colleagues are superficial in nature. He enjoys coffee, creating dumb personas out of costumes he wears and music and dance of all types. Zsi does, however, have an addictive personality. He is easily hooked on caffeine, and tends not to reach for the healthy sleeper treatment to addiction than falls into the denial and fix-seeking tendencies once afflicted. Morphine, Various types of Coffee and Space Drugs have all hit him at some point or another. To this point he refuses to smoke or consume alcohol or drugs if he can help it. He's a compulsive neat freak and hates mess and disorder. He's also not brave, and though he has too much professional pride to outright cave into cowardice, he's far more likely to fire and flee from a threat than he is to fire and pursue. Medical Record: August 28th 2561 - Detox for Caffeine Addiction September 1st 2561 - Detox for Caffeine Addiction September 12th 2561 Detox for Caffeine Addiction September 26th 2561 - Hospitalised for extreme water burns over 80% of his body. Was brought in next to a charred plasma-man body. September 29th 2561 - Retrieved from an unauthorised quantum pad expedition on board the cyberiad, deceased on arrival. Corpse quarantined as a highly virulent strain of brainrot was found in his cells and the body destroyed. He was then cloned from backup. Security Record: November 2nd 2561 - Convicted of Manslaughter of a Command Officer. Due to extenuating circumstances, he was demoted to Officer, sentenced to a spell in the brig. Compliant and contrite throughout the process. Character Biography Background: Raised in the Xenobiology Commune of Arkship IIb. He claims to have many happy memories studying inter-species diplomatic tapes, filing medical and biochemical data and analysing stool samples from an early age. Zsi remembers how quiet the arkship was. The silence wasn't something his colleagues noticed, as all communication was stored in psi-computers or through the ship's psionic expression link. Yet even from this early age he was aurally conscious. As he matured he found himself more interested in the societal structures and anthropology of alien species than their biology and chemistry. Why did the Vox refuse to leave even their corpses behind? Why was humanity so comfortable with death yet so uncomfortable with their own reproduction? Why were the Kidan so terrified of their own females? Though the strict, militaristic and authoritarian nature of Arkship science didn't stifle him (in fact he was rather comfortable with the routine and clear expectations, as many ship-bound greys are) he knew he wasn't going to get any closer to other species where he was. Social mobility isn't much of a thing on the Arkships as they are on Mauna-b. So he signed up with Nanotrasen, the sole rights-holder of the Grey's diplomatic channels to the Human-Skrellian alliance, after obtaining a letter of endorsement from his Department Head. He can't go back. Not because leaving is taboo, but because re-entry is impractical. The moment he applied to leave, his replacement was being inseminated in a test tube. It was at Nanotrasen that he discovered music. Family: Arkship IIb Xenobiology Commune. Standard Genetic Template. Personal Relationships [Friend] Kennard Rose - "The only person I have regular non-work related conversations with. I wouldn't say we're close though. I'm too busy and I fear I lack the capacity for deep bonds. He'd told fragments of his personal life but I haven't given back. He's also as busy as I am, but his line of work has jaded him. I don't think he has the capacity to fully trust anyone any more than I have the capacity to meaningfully connect with people." [Respected] Gerhard van Lutz - "His diction isn't the best, and i'm certain he hears voices in his head. Regardless, he's one of the more competant medical administrators i've witnessed, and understands that managing his department is as much about keeping it supplied and trained as it is about being personally proficient." [Dislike] Ipsum Bellus Critinus - "At this stage I'm reasonably sure he is a cosmic mistake that reality is continuously trying to fix that we keep un-fixing, squandering resources and whatever equipment was on his lost corpse in the process. It's only a matter of time until his continued existance, in some form or another, contributes to the decay of our reality." [Fear] Dimethyl - "I used to see a goofy, robust greytider and little more. Then one day I pressed him to open up, and I saw the monster within the suit. It's a monster that views me as it's friend. If i'm lucky, it'll stay that way." [Neutral] Isthel Straub - "And here I thought Brooke had good judgement! [Neutral] Ruum-Ovv-Oumn - "I'm reasonably sure he's the type of guy to hear voices in his head. His sole interests appear to be soap, and how to recklessly endanger our lives, risking creating a stage 4 singularity, by fitting bluespace containers inside bluespace containers to carry as much soap as he possibly can." [Acquaintance] KALKI - "Who is this fucker and why is he giving me dead rats?" Romantically Involved | Romantic Interest | Admire | Respected | Close Friend | Good Friend | Friend | Acquaintance | Neutral/Unsure | Dislike | Hate | Despise | Death Wish | Fear Faction Relations [Allied] Nanotrasen - "I don't care for the salary, and though I like the work I'm not so sure about the goals that work leads to. What is the Cyberiad? Why is it rebuilt again and again? Why can't I remember things others do? What are we even doing here? Research? Really?" [Dislike] Syndicate - "They kill us, they bomb us, they brainwash us into turning on our friends and colleagues. Yet there are some that seem to have morals. Sometimes their arguments give me a flicker of doubt in my duties and commitments. One day, maybe one day I'll just go postal with an energy sword and a holoparasite only to be replaced the next shift with a blissfully ignorant, loyal clone. Perhaps this has already happened." [Enemy] Abductors - "Their butchery and hostile method of study are reprehensible and can't possibly obtain good test results. They don't even use control subjects! They just rip out organs and put in new ones, ones that aren't even catalogued. It's a disgrace that we were shaped by the same masters." Allied | Love | Like | Neutral | Dislike | Hate | Enemy Other Information Knows too much space law.

Curses! Foiled by those meddling validhunters! And their dog, too!

How to make all Kida cry.

Oh boy, I finally have a story for this thread, even if it's kind of short. So, I decided to play my grey Seven in science for a round. Everything's going good, it's a rather quiet round for me so far. Then we get spiders. I start walking around welding vents and stuff, and come across a spider in experimentor that's standing there trying to attack a wall because it can't get to me, so I just stand there and stare at it for a moment. Another scientist walks up with a monkey and suggests feeding the monkey to the spider, and I decide to humor him, so I point to the door and he opens it, so the spider immediately attacks me. We manage to kill it, but being a fragile grey, I die as a result of it. And here's where the shitcurity comes in; the scientist who was with me drags me to medical through genetics, to get me to cryo, but another doc momentarily steals my corpse and scans me in the cloner, then the guy continues to drag me out of cloning to cryogenics where a random sec officer cuffs my corpse while they're trying to defib me. Then I pop out of cloning, naked and confused, and a doc lets me out, so I immediately notice my second body in the cryo pod and scream. I walk over to cryo to try to get my body back, and the officer from earlier attempts to cuff me despite the fact I've very obviously just gotten out of cloning. Doesn't even try to give me a chance to get some clothes on. He fires disablers at me but I run and hide behind the other people in cryo until my body pops out of the pod, at which point I drag it away to cloning so I can get dressed. The officer, of course, follows me and tries to arrest me AGAIN while I'm trying to get dressed. I can't exactly talk fast to him because I only speak wingdings, so I just back away repeatedly while putting all my clothes back on and dragging around my second body, which is alive because it was defibbed. Then... As I'm getting all my stuff, the officer harmbatons my second body, cuffs it, and drags it off to the brig, and it dies soon after. He doesn't even seem to realise he's arrested the wrong person, let alone the fact I followed him all the way to the brig. Or the fact there's two of me. I decide to chill in processing while the officer "processes" my corpse, and then the warden shows up, and the officer tells them that the HOP thinks I'm a changeling, and then starts punching my corpse a few times. I telepathically explain to the warden that the officer arrested my corpse instead of me, and that they have no reason to think I was a changeling. So the warden tells the officer he arrested a corpse, and then says to let me go. The officer never even seemed to realise he arrested the wrong body...

NO PUNS ALLOWED!

Not even 30 minutes back on the server...10/10

Tried using fastmos to deal with Pingsky. As I "safely" drifted away from the ejection point, Pingsky, to my surprise, demonstrated the ability to maneuver in open space. I was helpless so I figured I'd pray to the gods. "Dear space Jesus, please save me from dying to this stupid shit" Admins gave me what I deserved for that prayer. I also find it amazing I've been a pod pilot for SO LONG yet haven't tried learning to deal with Pingsky yet, hence my failed attempt. Super. Robust.