Not sure how well this will fly over, but might as well give it a go.
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[b]Name:[/b] Kidoma, Fuyo
[b]Species:[/b] Human 
[b]Age[/b]: 64
[b]Gender[/b]: Male

[b]Occupation[/b]: Combat Engineer (Patrol)

[b]Tools/Weapons[/b]: Has kept and maintained the same carbine from the ship. More accurate, heavy-hitting than a sub-machine gun, but with a slower rate of fire. Also keeps a pistol as a side-arm with him at all times.

Has also designed several drones throughout his time on Xeria with the assistance from several scientists in the colony. They are spherical in shape and about the size of a grapefruit. Equipped with a hover system, the drones are largely automated and capable of seeking out enemies with their array of sensors. Though not exceptionally fast, they are capable of keeping up with most humanoids at a full run. Friendlies must be registered on the sensors systems before use lest friendly fire issues occur. 
All drones are equipped with a flashbang system, allowing for it to periodically emit bursts of intense light and sound to disorient and injure. Depending on the mission or objective, they are also capable of being fitted to release harmless smokescreens or dangerous chemical gases.

[b]Skills/Powers:[/b] Genetically modified soldier. Xeria’s atmosphere has proven to be hell on the genemods though, and their effects have drastically reduced. He lives longer and is a bit healthier, but no longer can he push the limits of the human body. 

He also has the skills that would warrant such a procedure to back him up. A professional in his chosen occupation, he’s lacking a great deal in equipment, but Fuyo makes do, even if there isn’t much work for him. He mostly works as an actual engineer, or an explosive maker when need be. 

[b]Bio:[/b] An old-Earth human, kept alive and in working order through the miracles of science! While not the cream of the crop, Fuyo was good enough at what he did that he was picked to be sent off into space alongside the rest of humanity that was lucky enough. Kept in cryosleep for when the vessels finally reached their destination in case the environment wasn’t friendly to humanity, he and others that served in their profession were meant to act as humanity’s bulwark in the unknown. 

Too bad things rarely go as planned.

Instead of being awoken when the crafts reached Xeria, Fuyo and a good portion of the troops were left in cryosleep. Someone, somewhere didn’t do their job and as a result, Fuyo only awoke about a decade afterwards when the ship finally ran out of power and the cryo-chambers opened automatically. To make matters worse, the genetic augmentations that many of soldiers had gone through on Earth didn’t mesh well with the toxic atmosphere of Xeria. It was much more than just a rude awakening, but him and his peers weren’t sent alongside some of humanity’s best without reason.

Needless to say, not all of them made it to the nearest colony. Some died from the atmosphere poisoning their bodies, while others were taken by the creatures of this new world. Still, he and a number of others managed to make the trek, even if they barely managed to stumble through the gates and into safety. 

He’s one that’s managed to keep his head and stay in the game after all these years. Some retired after a decade or two, while others just didn’t make it back. There’s probably been a bit of luck involved for Fuyo, but he doesn’t mind a helping hand from Lady Luck every now and then. He’s kept to his post for the most part, refusing any opportunities for advancement or to take up a more important position. He’s comfortable with where he is in life and doesn’t see that changing until his body’s finally too old for the job.