oranchepopsicle

Now I wanna detail what little relationships Oran/Oranche has.

I will forever play ipc character i did this to myself took me a while to settle with a character I really liked and could "get into" roleplaying-wise

Finally, settled on a character. Name: O.R.A.N.C.H.E Age: 19 Gender: Identifies as male Race: I.P.C Blood Type: Irrelevant General Occupational Role(s): Psychologist, Coroner, IAA/NTR Biography: O.R.A.N.C.H.E was manufactured on Sol as a retooling of an extremely outdated maintenance-drone hack-up (known as DR-801). Proving to be very intelligent early on in positronic evaluation and testing stages, O.R.A.N.C.H.E began seeking out a career in criminal psychology, with the goal of entering the Trans-Solar Federation's Corporate Investigation Bureau. However, he found that he lacked enough work hours logged within corporate companies to be considered for the position, and the TSF recruiter recommended him Nanotrasen. He accepted, and now works at the NSS Cyberiad. Qualifications: O.R.A.N.C.H.E is qualified in the field of Criminal Psychology, having a bachelor degree in Criminal Psychology and an associates in Forensics. O.R.A.N.C.H.E also expresses an interest in telecommunications and emergency services, and seems to read about those topics often in his free time. The following information is also visible in-game, because I like consistency. Employment Records: O.R.A.N.C.H.E is qualified in the fields of criminal psychology and forensics. He has been employed at the Cyberiad due to a desire to join the TSF CIB (Corporate Investigation Bureau), and plans to work until he meets the TSF CIB requirements for further education and training. Security Records: O.R.A.N.C.H.E is hyperactive and jumpy, leaning heavily towards the "flight" side of the "fight or flight" coin. He seems uninterested in serving Nanotrasen fully, showing loyalty to the TSF rather than Nanotrasen. He seems especially fond of his homeworld, Earth, and it's rural areas. This leads us to believe he's more environmentalist, despite the industrial upbringing. Medical Records: O.R.A.N.C.H.E seems to possess a form of robotic ADHD, and subsequently is very hyperactive. He is also able to generate heat and make a wider variety of noises. His chassis is a relativeley new model of Morpheus Cyberkinetics, designed to resemble the older chassis but be more pleasant to interact with physically. Personnel Photo (Appearance text): He's tall and lanky, with a peach/salmon colored chassis. His screen is a orange heart, and his antenna fold foward. He has scratches and damage all over. His body structure is far more geometric rather than cubic, with more shapes and corners. Other Notes: Criminal Psychology is actually a field I'm studying in real life. Yeehaw.

>writes comics >has no idea how to describe a round well

I should note that you'll have to play this story by ear, because I have not saved any of the screenshots and dont remember every last detail. Have fun! I began as an NTR, as ICARUS. The shift began as normal: people getting ready for work, the Captain announcing station objectives, and- Suddenly an announcement was played by Centcom- something about the station going out of orbit. It was only implied, but the HoS quickly asked me to fax CC about it. The thing is? It didnt work. Nothing was working, and the Cyberiad was drifting out of space, WAY out of Central's grip. To make things worse, we floated RIGHT into a rival company's space. They jumped on the chance to demand 100,000 credits for safe passage through their space. I faxed them as soon as I could, screaming that we werent exactly in control of where we were going, but they insisted. Me and the HoS, as well as the HoP, debated on what to do, but I figured 100,000 credits would be better than losing the whole ship (more on that later). After emptying the vault the HoS got the idea to blow holes into the station to bring us back into orbit. At this point I was dead, being CQCd by a Vox and thrown into lavaland, never to be seen again. We got permission from the admins to pop a few maxcaps, and off we went into TSF space, JUST in time for a spider infestation! The TSF sent a squad to help out. An admin offered a position because I "played along with the event well", so i got to play as the TSF. We met the CE to discuss navigation issues and got called to respond to the spider threat. It was great roleplay too, talking about how many regulations NT broke. Lead piping in 25XX (I forget)?! After the spider infestation ended, TSF were called back. An admin then changed us to Deathsquad soldiers. Remember when we paid 100,000 credits and blew multiple holes in the station? Yeah, NT wasnt proud about that. Eventually, when the crew docked at Central Command, we slaughtered everyone. The end. :)

hey, what's up, I'm Oranchepopsicle. I'm a Canadian-American (double the benefits half the downsides) who's just graduated high school and is getting ready to enter actual employment (thankfully not under nanotrasen). You may have seen me as one of two characters, I.C.A.R.U.S, and DR-801. I tend to play I.C.A.R.U.S more often than DR-801, but you have an even chance of seeing me as either. My "hobbies" (addiction) is comic-making and cartoons. in general you will see me lurking in the dark depths of your discord art channel i'm active in-game and on discord but trying to understand the black magic (?) that are forums so I can look like a contributing member of society I've been playing niche 2d space station game for the better part of half a year, give or take, on and off. I've only recently (a few months ago, like, January) began playing consistently and often.