Hope your still recruiting. Cause I wana join, where do I sign chief.
Heres my guy.
Edit: Chunk of my bio got eaten off, didn't notice. Now fixed and abit more polished.
Heres my guy.
Edit: Chunk of my bio got eaten off, didn't notice. Now fixed and abit more polished.
Name: Thor Arsiir
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Species: Human / Cyborg
Appearance: 5'9". Right arm, leg, and left eye are purely mechanical. From around his mechanical eye going back to his neck is all metal. His skin is white compared to most being more beige, an unexplained result from his augmentations. And the metal is a dark iron color. Clothing is a mix, fabric shirt and pants. Leather straps binding along his lower human arm. Two belts hang from his shoulders crossing his chest, holding some tools, and his full tool belt around his waist. His blaster pistol is holstered on the left of the tool belt. Military boots. And a brown slouch hat.
Job Title: Licensed Star Pilot, Ex-Mercenary.
Equipment: Belt tool kit, blaster pistol, metal claws (in arm). Bubble gum.
Personality: Good hearted and determined. Strives to overcome obstacles and keep others from fighting. He'll hold a strong grudge though if you wrong his sense of honor and pride.
Strengths: Street smarts. Computer neural interfaced brain allows for faster brain function and compatibility with electronics. (Plug in, no wi-fi).
Weaknesses: Fears his mechanical but more that his electronic components will fail in a critical situation. Electrical shock.
Bio: Thor is a son of New Maya. At 23 he lost his right limbs and most of his head in building collapse. He was lucky to be rescued and that his family was wealthy enough to have the cyborg augmentations done. It was only out of love that his parents paid though. Thor turned to mercenary work as a safer occupation than his mining career in the outer asteroid belts once he'd recovered. He joined a small mercenary guild called Ithos Executive Ops. The work ranged from low end guarding of property and convoys for private businesses, to SU contracts they couldn't or didn't want to handle themselves. It was mostly honest work, and anything that wasn't well, you know.
For 15 years Thor galaphanted across the stars. Met afew girls, took part in a giant space battle or two. And learned alot about various subjects from philosophy and planetary infiltration tactics to sewing (How else did he get such a cool attire). Years of work took it's toll before he slowed everything down for afew years of R and R. But he again wanted something to do and he found himself enlisting for the Diplomatic Corps. Why he did is up for debate, but it pays well and it's low risk, as far as he could tell.
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Species: Human / Cyborg
Appearance: 5'9". Right arm, leg, and left eye are purely mechanical. From around his mechanical eye going back to his neck is all metal. His skin is white compared to most being more beige, an unexplained result from his augmentations. And the metal is a dark iron color. Clothing is a mix, fabric shirt and pants. Leather straps binding along his lower human arm. Two belts hang from his shoulders crossing his chest, holding some tools, and his full tool belt around his waist. His blaster pistol is holstered on the left of the tool belt. Military boots. And a brown slouch hat.
Job Title: Licensed Star Pilot, Ex-Mercenary.
Equipment: Belt tool kit, blaster pistol, metal claws (in arm). Bubble gum.
Personality: Good hearted and determined. Strives to overcome obstacles and keep others from fighting. He'll hold a strong grudge though if you wrong his sense of honor and pride.
Strengths: Street smarts. Computer neural interfaced brain allows for faster brain function and compatibility with electronics. (Plug in, no wi-fi).
Weaknesses: Fears his mechanical but more that his electronic components will fail in a critical situation. Electrical shock.
Bio: Thor is a son of New Maya. At 23 he lost his right limbs and most of his head in building collapse. He was lucky to be rescued and that his family was wealthy enough to have the cyborg augmentations done. It was only out of love that his parents paid though. Thor turned to mercenary work as a safer occupation than his mining career in the outer asteroid belts once he'd recovered. He joined a small mercenary guild called Ithos Executive Ops. The work ranged from low end guarding of property and convoys for private businesses, to SU contracts they couldn't or didn't want to handle themselves. It was mostly honest work, and anything that wasn't well, you know.
For 15 years Thor galaphanted across the stars. Met afew girls, took part in a giant space battle or two. And learned alot about various subjects from philosophy and planetary infiltration tactics to sewing (How else did he get such a cool attire). Years of work took it's toll before he slowed everything down for afew years of R and R. But he again wanted something to do and he found himself enlisting for the Diplomatic Corps. Why he did is up for debate, but it pays well and it's low risk, as far as he could tell.