Name: Liz Bowes
Age: 27
Role: Junior Communications Officer
Weapon/equipment: Small repair kit bag containing a screwdriver, a soldering iron, solder, a first aid kit capable of treating minor wounds, an anti-static wrist strap, a receipt from HMV for two CDs and a film, and a long range taser pistol with two spare batteries.
Personality (For flavour): Liz is usually cheerful and bubbly when introduced to new people, and tries to make light of even the worst situations. Her chirpy personality can be annoying to some, but she knows when to keep her mouth shut and her head down. If constantly faced with defeatism and pessimistic attitudes, she may become either incredibly irate, or her mood will spiral down into a depressed state. When faced with a problem, Liz will face it calmly and methodically, looking for the solution that takes the least time, and the least effort.
Appearance: Standing at a little under 5' 8", Liz is slightly shorter than average, with wavy, dark brown hair reaching past her shoulders. Liz's uniform is in line with the standard issue for comms officers,[footnote]Unless all uniform is standardized across the ship, deviating where necessary for some professions.[/footnote] dark grey, with lighter sections, and a small, coloured emblem denoting her status. She wears black plimsolls on her feet, and has a small tattoo of a double tribar on her left shoulder.
Bio: Born to a moderately wealthy English couple in 2060, From a young age, Liz had a fascination with her grandparents' old analogue radio, from "Way back when Apple only made computers, over sixty years ago" The radio was still chosen over the toys offered to her by her parents. Most radio stations had stopped broadcasting on AM networks, preferring digital methods in the sixties, but three year old Liz would distract herself for hours twiddling the knob back and forth, listening to the static change as it approached a station and then cycled back to the same static on the other side.
When she was eight, Liz found the radio not functioning, so she grabbed a screwdriver from her father's tool bench, and with a glint in her eye, set about dismantling her radio, carefully laying out each piece, and looking at the larger parts with fascination. It took her several tries, but she managed to successfully reconstruct the radio, and keep it working. From then on, she had an even deeper fascination with radios and other methods of communication, until, after she completed her education, she was approached by [Blank][footnote]Is NASA running this ship? Or a separate country? Or is it a conglomerate entity of various nations? clarification, will result in editing.[/footnote] and offered a position on the Intrepid. Due to her inexperience, she was brought on as what essentially meant a spare comms officer, that would stay in cryo until she was needed to either help the senior comms officer with something that required a second opinion, or the unlikely event that the senior comms officer became incapacitated, and unable to maintain the communications array.
Mere moments after the final message was sent, the comms officer met his demise, and the waking process for Liz began. As the ship scans had reported the senior comms officer had died of violent causes, along with her personal belongings, Liz was issued with a long range taser pistol.
Age: 27
Role: Junior Communications Officer
Weapon/equipment: Small repair kit bag containing a screwdriver, a soldering iron, solder, a first aid kit capable of treating minor wounds, an anti-static wrist strap, a receipt from HMV for two CDs and a film, and a long range taser pistol with two spare batteries.
Personality (For flavour): Liz is usually cheerful and bubbly when introduced to new people, and tries to make light of even the worst situations. Her chirpy personality can be annoying to some, but she knows when to keep her mouth shut and her head down. If constantly faced with defeatism and pessimistic attitudes, she may become either incredibly irate, or her mood will spiral down into a depressed state. When faced with a problem, Liz will face it calmly and methodically, looking for the solution that takes the least time, and the least effort.
Appearance: Standing at a little under 5' 8", Liz is slightly shorter than average, with wavy, dark brown hair reaching past her shoulders. Liz's uniform is in line with the standard issue for comms officers,[footnote]Unless all uniform is standardized across the ship, deviating where necessary for some professions.[/footnote] dark grey, with lighter sections, and a small, coloured emblem denoting her status. She wears black plimsolls on her feet, and has a small tattoo of a double tribar on her left shoulder.
Bio: Born to a moderately wealthy English couple in 2060, From a young age, Liz had a fascination with her grandparents' old analogue radio, from "Way back when Apple only made computers, over sixty years ago" The radio was still chosen over the toys offered to her by her parents. Most radio stations had stopped broadcasting on AM networks, preferring digital methods in the sixties, but three year old Liz would distract herself for hours twiddling the knob back and forth, listening to the static change as it approached a station and then cycled back to the same static on the other side.
When she was eight, Liz found the radio not functioning, so she grabbed a screwdriver from her father's tool bench, and with a glint in her eye, set about dismantling her radio, carefully laying out each piece, and looking at the larger parts with fascination. It took her several tries, but she managed to successfully reconstruct the radio, and keep it working. From then on, she had an even deeper fascination with radios and other methods of communication, until, after she completed her education, she was approached by [Blank][footnote]Is NASA running this ship? Or a separate country? Or is it a conglomerate entity of various nations? clarification, will result in editing.[/footnote] and offered a position on the Intrepid. Due to her inexperience, she was brought on as what essentially meant a spare comms officer, that would stay in cryo until she was needed to either help the senior comms officer with something that required a second opinion, or the unlikely event that the senior comms officer became incapacitated, and unable to maintain the communications array.
Mere moments after the final message was sent, the comms officer met his demise, and the waking process for Liz began. As the ship scans had reported the senior comms officer had died of violent causes, along with her personal belongings, Liz was issued with a long range taser pistol.
It was done within 24 hours, so I hold true to my promise!
It was posted outside of 24 hours though, because my computer is a pooface.
All is subject to change at the behest of the all-powerful GM, especially the last part of the bio.
