Star Brigade: Interest Thread (Closed)

[Soviet Heavy]

I'm putting the total crew of the ship at around 400-500. Current length is about 200 Meters long, perhaps 40-50 Meters high. A big ship, but designed to run on a very small crew.

To put that into perspective, the world's largest cruise ship, Norwegian Epic, is 329 meters long, and can comfortably house over 4000 tourists and hundreds of crew members.

A lot of room is required for the engines and armor plating. The ship is encased in an outer shell that is depressurized during combat situations to absorb impacts without threatening the inner workings of the vessel.

As it is designed to land on water or attach to a dry dock, the Crelm quarters are on the lower decks. The ship's water supply is housed down below, acting as ballast tanks when on water.

Design is still being worked on. I've gone from the basic geometric shapes to a more streamlined version. Not sure if I will do a cross section of the inside, since I've never drawn something like that before. I'll get the outer design done first, and then if I feel confident, I might work on an interior layout.

 

[Soviet Heavy]

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

DONE

I like the part about him studying other alien languages. Translator technology makes circumventing such obstacles a simple task, but learning mannerisms and species' personal ticks and physical communication seems invaluable.

 

[SeanTheBlueSheep]

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

DONE

I like the part about him studying other alien languages. Translator technology makes circumventing such obstacles a simple task, but learning mannerisms and species' personal ticks and physical communication seems invaluable.

*Quietly has a character that does languages too*

 

[Soviet Heavy]

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

DONE

I like the part about him studying other alien languages. Translator technology makes circumventing such obstacles a simple task, but learning mannerisms and species' personal ticks and physical communication seems invaluable.

*Quietly has a character that does languages too*

I wrote the Astrid, I already know that they are good with languages. But I understand what you mean.

 

[SeanTheBlueSheep]

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

DONE

I like the part about him studying other alien languages. Translator technology makes circumventing such obstacles a simple task, but learning mannerisms and species' personal ticks and physical communication seems invaluable.

*Quietly has a character that does languages too*

I wrote the Astrid, I already know that they are good with languages. But I understand what you mean.

Actually, you said they're good with communication technology and translators. That doesn't necessarily mean languages are their forte.

 

[Soviet Heavy]

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

DONE

I like the part about him studying other alien languages. Translator technology makes circumventing such obstacles a simple task, but learning mannerisms and species' personal ticks and physical communication seems invaluable.

*Quietly has a character that does languages too*

I wrote the Astrid, I already know that they are good with languages. But I understand what you mean.

Actually, you said they're good with communication technology and translators. That doesn't necessarily mean languages are their forte.

Point taken. That was bad wording on my part. Gives me an idea though.

One of the things I hate in science fiction is how species become typecast based on peripheral characteristics or traits. They become ingrained in people, developing stereotypes.
See Mass Effect: All Asari are hot alien sex toys, all Krogan are warriors, all Salarians are techies, all Vorcha are morons.

What if that stereotype was played up? Supposing a character considers all Astrid to be expert linguists because their species developed the universal translator? That doesn't automatically mean that all of them know how it works. From an outsider's perspective, it might even be insulting to suggest that the entire species can be summed up by a few defining characteristics. Someone says that your Astrid character was automatically a good linguist because she is an Astrid. Then she gets pissed off an explains how she had to work to get the position she holds.

 

[JoJo]

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Given such a large crew, we'll have to think of a meaningful way to separate the players from the rest in rank. I suppose the PCs and named NPCs could be actual Diplomatic Corps, whereas the rest could be support crew.


On topic: Okay, the thread is now officially closed. Trust me it was no easy matter deciding who to cut and so my congratulations goes out to the 11 players who have made it in. This means that including my character, we have a relatively balanced team of 6 humans and 6 non-humans, as well as 3 NPCs for everyone to share who can be found in the OP. All of the sheets bar that one very short entry by madmaxrules were up to standard, however this number is about the maximum before we would be swamped.

The following is a list of everyone who made it in:

Spoiler: Lime

Name: Lime

Gender: Both

Age: 197

Species: Crelm

Appearance: Lime looks pretty standard for a crelm. The usual slender figure about 7.5 feet tall, complexion is the usual see through but with a few faint stripes of various greens (of course these are changeable like all crelm colours but they are there by default hence the name). There?s the usual slight sheen caused by light playing with the slime on the skin. A few of the eyes are a little small showing signs of injury but being nearly 200 gives you time to heal from most things. Of particular note is the proboscis, even for the crelm it?s impressive. The barbs have been sharpened and it?s larger and more muscular than average. The practice is dying out now but in the old days such practices were much more common.
Uniform is really something that works for the crelm they can hardly see or breathe with most human styles so chose not to wear it when possible. When that just isn?t possible Lime makes use of some of the newest tech, essentially amounting to a slick black jump suit with air and nutrient soup containers It?s pretty much see through with only a slight drop in vision. While it isn?t the most comfortable Lime also makes used of void oils like the norg do to solve heat retention problems.
Job Title: Soldiers probably the nicest word for it, that or tactician. Lime is a one of the best strategists the S.U have.
Equipment: Unicorn light (a see through sphere that works are a translation device). N pad laser notebook, very useful for making strategic notes on the fly and allows the user to take pictures and recording and annotate them. Also a laser monocle which can provide useful overlays even if it doesn?t improve vision.
Finally there?s Sapphire sure heandshe?s an old pressure ram but they haven?t made better since and this one?s probably been upgraded to an order of magnitude or two above its original value. The S.U have stopped trying to confiscate, some people have been badly beaten up trying to take it away. Lime?s clearly attached to it to say the least.


Personality: Lime is S.U through and through, loyal to the 1 and 8 (weapons testing around mercury changed it from the 1 and 9) almost to a fault Lime sheandhe is deeply involved in military culture. This has resulted in a strict adherence to rules and deep respect for anyone serving. Chains of command are to be treated as rock solid and Lime would never think to speak out to a higher authority.
Admittedly Lime has slight problem with anger and tact isn?t always a consideration.

Strengths: Lime is not to be underestimate, with both the tactical cunning to think hisandher way out of any situation and the hunting skills to follow through. Most modern crelm aren?t half the tracker Lime is and heandshe can sneak with the best of them. Not to mention being surgical with the pressure ram.

Weaknesses: Several war wounds but nothing one of the best soldiers in the S.U can?t deal with. Lime has a pretty serious fear of heights though and the Durra generally makes himandher uneasy, it is to do with their senses most crelm find the concept of sound hard to deal with and a whole species both using it as their main sense and pretty much lacking sight is to be honest sickening.
Also has some guilt problems but we?ll get to that.
Bio: Born to one of the few families still one earth Lime of Tweg (formally England) grew up in a fairly tight knit community with very little exposure to aliens. It wasn?t until their early 30 when their asexuality became apparent they decided to leave and serve the S.U as best they could.
Unfortunately the Solandran found Lime, they were some of the more extreme members of the S.U and sent Lime on many missions. Exactly how manyenemies of the S.U Lime dealt with is unclear as most of Lime?s records have been black stamped (you need a lot of clearance even to know black stamps exist).
The turning point was hard to pin down, Lime occasionally mentions a child that the Solandra screwed over and almost got killed but heandshe is normally intentionally vague on the issue, something about drugs maybe.
From then on the S.U often saught Lime?s advice on tactical issues and heandshe served several times. Recently they became quite serious about getting Lime more involved in their activities. Then one night a lallow from recruiting comes round and uses every trick she has to get Lime to join for some big project their working on.
For the S.U they said. Now how was Lime supposed to refuse that?

Spoiler: Thomas Anderson

Name: Thomas Anderson

Gender: Male

Age: 30 (Galactic Standard)

Species: Human

Appearance: Tall and lanky, Anderson is easily identified by his archaic and often anachronistic choices of clothing. He wears spectacles, an odd choice considering advances in ocular treatments. His clothing is based off of replicator technology versions of mid twentieth century business attire. His skin tone is closer to caucasian due to his involvement in the Diversity Program. Green eyes and dirty blonde hair cut short.

Job Title: Diplomatic Envoy from Poravan, Xenat System, Devrost Sector

Equipment: His glasses also feature built in magnifying lenses, allowing Tom to view far distances. He has little in the way of equipment, only carrying a rail pistol for defensive purposes, and a few diagnostic tools.

Personality: Paranoid neurotic would not begin to describe Tom Anderson. Merely bumping into him in a hallway can make him jump. To try and cover up his fear, Anderson has developed a sense for snark. He tries to be friendly, but can sometimes choose unfortunate wordings that get him into trouble.

Strengths: Adaptivity. Being a cowardly person who loathes direct conflict, Tom has learned to think on his feet and try and find alternatives to violence. He is also very determined to complete an assignment, no matter the cost. Whether this is out of true determination or some psychological fixation is not important, his results are.

Weaknesses: He's a coward. Plain and simple. His neurotic attitude annoys other people, and he seems to be followed by a cloud of bad luck. Tom is just as likely to cower in a given situation than he is to try and fix it.

Bio: Born in 5172 on Poravan, Thomas Anderson's family was selected for the Diversity Program, an effort to reinvigorate human genetic diversity in the post Colonial Excisions twenty three years earlier. The family was moved from Poravan in the Xenat system to North Hand in the neighboring Scalrey System to this end. Here, the Solanic Union performed both genetic and societal experiments and simulations in order to diversify human genetic code. The test was considered partially successful, as the genetic structure was altered. Physical characteristics only underwent slight changes, reflected in Anderson's lighter skin tone.

When he was twenty five, Anderson moved back to Poravan, and applied for a position within the Solanic Union. Two years of education later, and he was assigned to the Diplomatic Corps headquarters aboard the New Terra, where he worked an office job. Anderson was later assigned to field work, where he was teamed up with a Crelm he called Rithim. It was here that Tom's skills would manifest and his consideration for being assigned to the Star Brigade began.

Anderson had a string of bad assignments, which often ended in strained, but manageable negotiations. He found himself being constantly assigned to more and more dangerous missions, where his ability to save negotiations from failure (admittedly caused by him as well) earned him recognition. He was assigned to the Star Brigade three months ago following a particularly infamous mission which resulted in Anderson being chased off a planet by the locals who viewed him as an enemy god. The resulting negotiations resulted in a peace treaty with the Solanic Union on the terms that the evil God "Andursion" never return to the planet.

Spoiler: Underven

Name: Underven (Pronounced Youn-der-veen)

Gender: Male

Age: 35

Species: Maskerade

Appearance: Think my avatar, only slightly larger eyes and a longer but thinner mouth. Oh, and just to clarify, maskerades all play off of the theme of comdedy/tragedy, but they can be any variety of these masks. Non-metal lookinbg ones are possible, but rare. Yes, I know its lazy, but I'm in a lazy mood. Don't sass me, mister! He's 6'9, and his robes, though almost pure black, are actaully fuzzy and pink on the inside.

Job Title: Diplomat

Equipment: Vital Pills, Sool (An instrument not unlike a bass flute, but able to go slightly higher and far lower), portable laptop, and The Compendium of Knowledge of Everything Ever

Personality: A very nervous, jumpy indivaul. Generally friendly towards others, but because of his jumpy nature, finds it hard to relate to and forge bonds with others. Despite being very well disposed towards others, he has a deep rooted hatred of all Crelm due to an incedent when he was younger. He attempts to act the same towards them, but he's generally not very good at it.

Strengths: Quite smart, good at the Soon, diplomatic, works well with time.

Weaknesses: Hates Crelm, fears Crelm, a wreck under pressure, has a form of madness that requires pills to counter it, which gives rise to his jumpy nature.

Bio: When Underveen was young, he and his parents where away from the Ring, and were attacked by a group of renegade Crelm. His mother was killed and his father, once a succesful trader, was left a wreck. As he never really found a place aboard the Ring, he retreated to studies and emerged a skilled Soon player and a wise and intelligent Maskerade. Despite his nervous breakdown, he still loved his father, so when he died, it took a toll on him. Thus losing the one thing he had remained on the Ring for, he joined the DC, hoping to be able to use his skills for the betterment of the galaxy.

Spoiler: Brian Devrin

Name: Brian Devrin

Gender: Male

Age: 24

Species: Human

Appearance: Brian stands at a respectable 5 foot 9 making him somewhat perfect sized for his profession. His head sports a short-to-medium length cut of black hair which has remained the same for the past seven years. A light brown shade covers his skin which remains mostly hidden under his black jumpsuit, plated with pieces of light armour at the shoulders, chest and knees. His blue eyes are that of a thinking man and often appear distant.

Job Title: Reconnaisance and Marksmanship Specialist of the 7th Diplomatic Corps

Equipment: A custom built sniper rifle never leaves Brian's side. As a marksman and reconnaisance specialist he is always prepared to pick out 'life forms' from long distances whether they're hostile or not. For dire situations he carries with him a makeshift knife crafted from scrap during a mission gone awry.

Personality: From a relatively young age, Brian was calculating of almost everyone he had met, his choice to work as a recon specialist was mainly due to his preference of keeping distant from most people. If he takes a liking to someone however he remains a loyal and valuable ally. He is usually scornful or indifferent to anyone he doesn't know, this is usually more prominent with some Alien species.

Strengths: Brian's ability to calculate and analyse people gives him the ability to make accurate decisions on the spot as he is able to predict many outcomes reliably, while his preference to remain distant from mostly everyone ensures that he is always aware of his surroundings and any changes that may occur, even the slightest ones.

Weaknesses: His inability to communicate with others effectively makes him terrible when it comes to interrogations and such, he can be easily put under pressure if he is given no way to 'escape' a given situation. Should such a thing happen he becomes prone to making bad decisions or simply making none at all.

Bio: Brian worked as a contract killer on Mars at the age of 21, his ability to avoid being seen made him the 'go to' man when it came to having someone removed. This came to an end when, unknown to him, the Government became aware of his actions and deployed a squadron of soldier to have him arrested, after a short gunfight and the death of several soldiers he was offered a five month rehabilitation programme followed by a year of military service. Fast forward to the present day, Brian enrolled with the SU after feeling that he could potentially make a difference when it came to war and peace, the feeling of power however remains nothing but an adrenaline kick and is undermined by his common sense and analytical abilities, making him a valuable crew member.

Spoiler: Kroaansokun-Thea

Name: Kroaansokun-Thea (cron-so-kun te)
Gender: Slaa
Age: 30 local years
Species: Schrier

Appearance:

Averaging around 7 feet in height they are nose-less and ear-less with skin covered in tiny scales and long gangly limbs. Their jaws open far wider than human's and most are stronger and faster than mankind as well. Their double jointed arms and dual jointed legs make them talented climbers and they have a set of tendrils hanging from the scalp, vaguely resembling hair. The tendrils themselves are in fact an sophisticated array of sensitive nerve endings and electroreceptors which give them the ability to read their surroundings, picking up both motion and the electricity present in most living things.

It varies between four-legged and bipedal locomotion, arms and hands dragging the ground like a gorilla?s. The skin looked reptilian, weeping and seeping some kind of clear fluid sheen. It was twice as wide as a grown man. If you tried to hug it, your arms wouldn't make it even halfway. Not that anyone would ever want to.

Around the top of it's warped body were tendrils, each writhing like an eel. And at the very end, a distended mouth and gullet.

Job Title: Client. Participant in the SU/Tomahna Contact Program. It was taught interstellar language and accompanied the DC offworld. They study sciences and mathematics, observe galactic culture, and relay information back to their species every cycle. It serves as a representative of Tomahna, provides data, and subject to behavioral experiments.

Kroaan is a veteran of the program, and is familiar enough with civil society to wander freely and, if necessary, accompany them as a ranger and combatant.

Equipment:
Clothes when deemed necessary by the officers.
Scent Inhibitor, in case it is present during rut and it's musk becomes offensive.
Handheld computer.
Firearm (From the armory)
Original weapon was a terakarii, a Schrier device akin to a vertical double-barreled shotgun with a shapened pike underneath. Now in storage.

Personality: Kroaan is curious and interested in the other cultures. He is somewhat arrogant, which is a recurring Schrier trait. He highly values honor and duty- to the extent that he attempts acts that are suicidal unless specifically ordered not to. He has a good relationship with all of the crew, but is distant.

Bio: Kroann's life has been in a constant state of upheaval. It was a headhunter pre-contact, eating human flesh as a child in an attempt to gain their power. It grew up when outside technology was flooding in, and the tribe was racing to adapt. Eventually Kroaan left the homeworld, his entire psyche shattered, yet thirsting for more.

Strengths: Immersed in both paleolithic and advanced technology- utilizes computers along with primitive tools such as crossbows and tents. Adept at wilderness survival, staying hidden, and moving unseen. Cunning and has a certain intrinsic intelligence. Senses are heightened. Physically powerful, shrugging off otherwise crippling injury. Also, it's fairly animalistic, so you would be mauled if you tried to fight one.

Weaknesses: Has a childlike understanding of certain subjects. Requires specially designed equipment for it's oddly-shaped hands. Higher metabolic requirement than a person. Requires a degree of supervision in heavily populated areas.

Spoiler: James Bergmann

Name: James Bergmann

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Age: 27 Earth years

Appearance: Short, dark blond hair. Tan but distinctively white skin color. Blue eyes. About 6 feet in height, wears an orange engineering uniform.

Job Title: Propulsion engineer

Equipment: Digital watch, Durex Type-93 plasma hand gun, pocket knife, assortment of tools.

Personality: Very kind and giving, curious about new life and technology, more of a follower than a leader, is a pacifist, obedient, and friendly.

Strengths: Extensive knowledge in physics, chemistry, and biology. Good at chess and other strategy games, is a quick learner, good with firearms, and can easily survive in the wilderness

Weaknesses: Overly trusting, afraid of large insects.

Bio: James grew up on Apollo, a cold world located between the fringe and the core of the SU, and dotted with factories and farms (in the north and south respectively). James lived near the mountains of the north, where the trees and animals had not yet yielded to the cities and factories. He would often go hunting or fishing with his family deep into the wilderness. As a result, he has great skill in the use of all forms of firearms, both conventional and energy-based, and understands how to survive in the outdoors. Once out of high school, James attended a university for astronautical engineering with a scholarship from the space navy. After his education, James became a full member of the SUSN. Over the next 5 years, James when from starship to starship and port to port, always questioning the natives about their history and culture. When he saw that the DC had an opening, he was the first to sign up, hoping that life on a DC ship would prove to be an enlightening experience in both technology and alien culture. Dispite his background with hunting and guns, James consiters inteligent life extremly sacred and will only hurt or kill in extreme situations. He also has a pet spider, which is ironic considering his fear of large insects.

Spoiler: Thor Arsiir

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.

Spoiler: Dr. Nate Harris

Name: Dr. Nathaniel James (Nate) Harris

Gender: Male

Age: 35.

Species: Human

Appearance: Nate isn?t a very imposing man. While taller than average at 5 foot 11 inches, his thin, lanky build makes him look more awkward than scary. He is quite pale from all his work in environment controlled laboratories, which isn?t helped by the contrast with his fairly dark brown hair.
While working he tends to wear a lab coat over a short-sleeved shirt (often a T-Shirt) and long pants, but when not working he removes the coat.
He is quite soft spoken, but can become quite loud when aggravated . When nervous, tired or stressed he has a slight stutter.

Job Title: Xenomedical Researcher/Doctor

Equipment: At all times Nate wears, or at least is in the possession of, a black leather satchel that was given to him as a graduation present by his sister. In it stores;
- Medical Emergency Kit
- - Basic First Aid Kit
- - Surgical Equipment
- - Respiration Equipment
- Biological Sampling Kit
- Digital Diagnostic Device
- Digital Stethoscope
- Universal Translator

Personality: A friendly and outgoing person, Nate is always smiling and talking to anyone who will listen. Despite his records referring to him as Dr. Harris, he personally hates that and much prefers to be referred to as Nate, Nathan or Nathaniel. He has a very active sense of humour and is always cracking jokes or laughing at someone else?s.
That said, sometimes the pressures of his job get to him. Identifying possible cross-species contamination of pathogens is hard work and sometimes it gets too stressful. In these periods he can become withdrawn, depressed and very abrupt. This tends to improve after anything occurs that reminds him of why his work is important.
Nate is very close to his wife and tries to communicate with her whenever possible.

Strengths:
- Doctorate of Xenomedical Studies
- Surgical Training (Human)
- Great Social Skills with non-human life forms

Weaknesses:
- Very Sensitive. Many things can cause him to become upset. Notable examples include;
- - Losing a patient to an otherwise treatable condition
- - Reaching a dead-end on research
- - Social Problems with Crewmates
- Suffers from mild Agoraphobia, enough for him to be uncomfortable and edgy in open spaces but not a full on panic attack. This is due in part to being born and raised on a ship and not having much experience with the outside world.

Bio: Born on a small trade ship to a repairman and a cook no-one expected Nate to be the brilliant scientific mind he is today. At 15 years old he began to study science long distance, but when he decided to study xenomedicine he left the ship to study on earth. After completing his degree he worked on earth for a while in a clinic near the space-ports

In an ironic twist of fate Nate?s first patient was his own father. He had contracted a disease after trading with the Norg. Nate toiled and toiled, day and night trying to find a cure. He eventually found one, but his father was crippled for life. This left Nate feeling dejected and useless until his father pointed out that if it weren?t for Nate, he would be dead. This was a revelation to Nate. He began to realise that even if total cure was impossible, saving the lives of his patients is all that matters. For several years he worked in the clinic but when the opportunity came to do real good in the universe he joined the Diplomatic Corps

About 5 years ago Nate treated an engineer hurt in an industrial accident. The engineer, Samantha Jacobson, began a recovery program with Nate. They became friends, and later lovers. 3 years after they met Nate proposed. Nate and Samantha have now been married for 2 years. She is now pregnant with their first child, a boy named Peter. He is sad to leave them, but honestly believes that he is making the world a better place.

Spoiler: Muokilaxese

name: Muokilaxese

Gender: Male

Age:12 (If I understand correctly, the Ferrax are able to live independenlty at 6 months, so this isn't all that young)

Species: Ferrax

Appearance: Tall, for one of his race, standing at 7'5" tall, and weighing several hundred pounds, he wears light armor, as befits his role as a diplomatic bodyguard, he is blue grey in color, and has many scars across his larger arms, He is also missing one finger on one of his grasping arms. He wears a large coat, which provides him with more pockets, and, he hopes respect from the humans of the Solaric Union, who will see that he can adjust to their culture.

Job/position: Security Officer, Second Class, Seventh Diplomatic Corps

Equipment: One laser pistol, with additional batteries. He also keeps an assault rifle(not certain about weapons, ill add more detail later) and heavier armor in his quarters, because he subscribes to the philosophy that sooner or later, he will have to kill people in the the name of diplomacy

Personality: Aggressive, Stubborn and determined. he, like most of his race, would sooner solve problems through force than through negotiations. He chose the diplomatic corps after his time in the military because he figured that it was the best way to ensure he would be on the from lines of any imminent wars, and give him the possibility of winning honor and glory. He also distains weakness, and dislikes guile, seeing it as a shield of the weak.

Strenghts: Courage, determination, strength, he is a fighter, loving the exhileration that he gets from combat.

Weakness: Stubborn and none to diplomatic, he is prone to solving problems in the simplest way available. He isn't dumb, but he is by no means an intellectual giant. He also looks down on beings that he perceives as "weak".

Bio: Born on the planet of Mantis Minor. He was the largest of all the siblings from his brood, and used this to establish his dominance over all of them.
Once he got older, he went on to compete in the Blood Sports, proving his strength and skills, and maiming several weaker competitors. He left Mantis Minor and joined the Solanic Union Military seeking glory.
However, he found that there was far less violence in the military than he had hoped for, and spent a lot of time bored, or looking for a fight with another soldier, this let to him being discharged after starting a brawl between the ferrax shock troops and the Human Soldiers, after he claimed that the Human soldiers "Didn't respect him". Because of this, he has mixed feelings for humanity, as he has seen many fine and brave human soldiers and officers, but he holds his discharge from the military against humans in general.
He joined the diplomatic corps because he had little other choice, none of the mercenary groups he approached were inclined to hire a Ferrax with a recent discipline issue, and to return to Mantis Minor after being dishonorably discharged would bring shame upon himself. Because of this, he intends to serve with the corps until he finds glory and honor, or dies trying.

Spoiler: Til Wing

Name: Til Wing

Gender: Male, but identifies as female

Age: A fairly young adult in the terms of the Astrid, the human equivalent of early to mid-20s. Roughly 30 years old physically on the Earth standard calendar.

Species: Astrid

Appearance: Slightly taller than average at 2.6 metres tall, Til has a fairly skinny body for an Astrid. Her face is quite rounded, making her seem older than she really is because of the angular contrast. Til usually wears fairly utilitarian clothing, mostly white so it her luminescence isn't misinterpreted.

Job Title: Consultant linguist and shipboard counsellor

Equipment: Personal tablet and stylus for note-taking, Unicom I translator, locket with a picture of her father.

Personality: Guarded about herself, Til is quite passive, and only really reveals anything about herself when asked a direct question. She tends to be extremely calm, projecting light blues and turquoise mostly, unless an insult is levelled directly at her, at which point she takes serious offence. She retains the Astrid sense of curiosity and will try to find out more about others with a quiet enthusiasm, almost drinking in information, and retains personal information with near eidetic efficiency. Til has a secret loathing for the Schrier, but tries not to let it affect her in her work.

Strengths: A trained counsellor, Til is getting people to open up to her and can persuade people to talk about many things they may not wish to otherwise. She is quick to notice what may be bothering people, and will try to help in any way she can. Gifted with a good tongue for languages, she is fairly fluent in most xenolinguistics, save Ferrax and Schrier.

Weaknesses: Til has something of a one-track mind, and once she becomes focused on something, she often excludes everything else except the object of her attention. She is quite a perfectionist, but is a little hypocritical and has a deeply immature sense of humour.

Bio: Til grew up on an Astrid-dominated SU planet in the middling to outer reaches of Union-controlled space. His father was very close to him, but his father's job job with a human owned mining corporation called him off to help with initial settlement of a new planet. Unfortunately, the planet in question was Tomhana - The Schrier homeworld. Til's father was one of two fatalities sustained in an unexpected attack around the northern reaches of the Schrier territories. When Til learned of his father's death, he developed a form of gender identity disorder, associating as a female instead of a male.
Til had a knack for languages and understanding others, and gathered a large group of friends from various races in her mixed-species school. She continued to pursue languages as a personal interest while she became a counsellor

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

My condolences to those who didn't make it, I can give feedback via PM if you wish to know the reasons why your sheet didn't make the final cut.

In the next step all the players who made it through will be invited into the OOC usergroup. The RP won't start until the 29th December at the earliest, however it may be delayed further until the new year if there is a significant number of absences around then so please post any times you'll be away during this holiday in the user-group ASAP!

 

[Krais101]

YES! Made it in!

So how will we be invited to the OOC group? Will you post a link here, or will you message it to us?

 

[razor343]

Glad I managed to make it in. I guess I'm capable of writing good enough characters at 3AM.

 

[SeanTheBlueSheep]

Spoiler: Mae Rutan

Name: Mae Rutan

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Species: Mezian

Appearance: He is only 5 feet at the top of his head, while he is normally 6 using his claws, which had to be sawed down to better accommodate the cramped hallways of space travel. While short, he is considered beautiful by Mezian standards, as his eyes show the heritage of three great lines of Enclave members. Light yellow, a pale purple, and a deep blue, counting from the top eye clockwise.

While he is a good specimen of Mezian attractiveness, most aliens wouldn't know it at first sight. Due to the low oxygen count compared to Meegaz, and the porous skin of Mezians that allows them to breath, he is forced to wear a skin-tight full body oxygen suit, similar to a space suit. It is pure white, with inspirations drawn from Human military uniforms with padded shoulders and a sleek appearance. Three viewing glass circles appear on the head, allowing his eyes to shine through, which is a bit unsettling to most other species, as it gives him a somewhat robotic appearance.

Job Title: Diplomat/Emissary of the Mezian Dominion. He also reports for the Lemyyn Information Beaureu back on Meegaz about all the new cities and races he has met.

Equipment: His suit, a full oxygen supply at all times, and a rail pistol for personal defense which is mostly kept in his room. He also keeps a Scribe Drone on hand to record the articles he writes as he experiences the stories.

Personality: He is a friendly and trustworthy person. He likes helping people, getting to know them, and making friends. Well, getting to know MOST people... He does harbor racial annoyance and distrust for the Crelm species, due to their predatory nature ("Natural born killers that can murder any time they please"), and insistence on being called "sheandhe" and "heandshe". He often uses only one, switching between the two every other time he must use it. Otherwise he is perfectly pleasant and charismatic talker, as befits his job.

He also loves other cultures, to the point where he is easily distracted about learning about them. He often goes touring on new locations, preferring to take in as much of the city/people/culture as physically possible while he can. He is a generous spender, as his rich upbringing, high paying job, and well funded part-time job allows him to spend generously when he touches down. He pays for anything he sees someone try to buy, often pays double the price for things he himself buys, and will give out large sums of currency to any beggars he sees along the way.

Politically, he has been taught, trained, and instructed to employ a Pro-Mezian agenda. He is willing to push other races out of the picture if it means the Mezians can take over that particular field. He will aggressively push this during negotiations, though will do it subtly enough as to not seem like he is demanding.

Strengths: Diplomatic, High Ranking in the Mezian Goverment, and deep personal pockets for when government money isn't available.

Weaknesses: Racially bashes Crelm, pushes Pro-Mezian agenda, not physically capable.

Bio: Mae was only 10 when first contact was made with the other races in the world, and he was 15 when the Mezians began to skyrocket the funding to their space program. When the SU delegate landed on Meegaz when he was 17, he had enough age and prestige to be the first student enrolled in the newly invented Mezian University of Alien Education.

Under the tutelage of several Alien professors (and a shit ton of translators), Mae learned several languages, mannerisms and biologies associated with the other Galactic civilizations. Mae ate this up, quickly rising through the ranks and becoming one of the top ranking students in the school. But unlike the other top students, Mae was personable, charismatic, and had the ability to sway others to his will.

For this reason, while the rest of those that graduated joined the SU's scientific, cultural, and military sectors, Mae was assigned to gain additional training to become a diplomat, and since he was only the diplomat currently available that could speak alien languages, he was made Emissary of the Mezian Dominion, and was negotiated to join the 7th Diplomatic Corps as the Mezian Representative.

DONE

I like the part about him studying other alien languages. Translator technology makes circumventing such obstacles a simple task, but learning mannerisms and species' personal ticks and physical communication seems invaluable.

*Quietly has a character that does languages too*

I wrote the Astrid, I already know that they are good with languages. But I understand what you mean.

Actually, you said they're good with communication technology and translators. That doesn't necessarily mean languages are their forte.

Point taken. That was bad wording on my part. Gives me an idea though.

One of the things I hate in science fiction is how species become typecast based on peripheral characteristics or traits. They become ingrained in people, developing stereotypes.
See Mass Effect: All Asari are hot alien sex toys, all Krogan are warriors, all Salarians are techies, all Vorcha are morons.

What if that stereotype was played up? Supposing a character considers all Astrid to be expert linguists because their species developed the universal translator? That doesn't automatically mean that all of them know how it works. From an outsider's perspective, it might even be insulting to suggest that the entire species can be summed up by a few defining characteristics. Someone says that your Astrid character was automatically a good linguist because she is an Astrid. Then she gets pissed off an explains how she had to work to get the position she holds.

Aye, it's always been a minor concern of mine in science fiction and fantasy, that. We as humans have such diversity of character on a global scale, let alone when it comes down to individuals that saying "Elves are beautiful, pointed-eared, athletic lovers of nature, singers and archers" makes an... interesting parallel with stereotypes of Chinese people as being yellow-skinned, squint-eyed, short people who speak in vague yet prophetic riddles.

I was thinking of writing a translator in anyway, because it's a diplomatic setting, but the Astrid link to the translator gave me an opening.
Because we have so little knowledge of Astrid culture, I'm working on the basis that they have a lot of communication in their culture, especially with the bioluminsecent aspect of their physiology which hinges on their mood, and that's where her predeliction for languages comes from, in addition to the fact she grew up on a multiracial planet and had to learn to keep functioning socially.

As it is, I would imagine Til would keep pretty calm about it, and quietly correct them unless it was presented as derogatory, in which case she would be a little carnelian.

 

[A Gent of Villainous Intent]

It's why I made my guys pretty individualistic people.

Mezians are pretty much crazy liberal in 99% of their culture, and the Shamund's don't put rules on how to act because of how it seems to much like what the Mez did.