Name: Keeran Hishamie

Appearance:

Starting clothing outfit: Currently wearing what he was equipped with in the photo

Race: Human

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Attributes: Black medium shaggy hair, Brown eyes, 6'2, 185 lbs

Attunement: Life Magic

Unique Ability: Life/Death Instinct
Keeran can focus all of his mana into Life magic to heal anyone he touches at almost super speed. This causes a distinctive glow, Can only do this when at maximum mana, and if done with less than full mana it can backfire and poison Keeran from the inside out, causing internal bleeding or even disease. With Death Aura things are slightly opposite, while his life aura cured non fatal injuries, death aura inflicts small injuries to anyone while curing his own injuries. This magic is brought about when Keerans mental state is slightly more psychotic, and is easily one of his deadliest magics. Anyone affected by this will start out small, finding cuts and small bruises such as cuts from a small kitchen knife and a rather weak young man throwing punches and causing bruising, to outright loss of a limb and broken bones given time. The strength of the afflicted is a variable, stronger people being affected slower and weaker people being affected faster. This can turn on Keeran, though while full mana is not needed for this ability if he uses it for too long it can completely corrupt his mind sending him down a spiral of darkness he could never escape from. This mode uses Keerans psychotic urges and mental state as a fuel source, and when it is drained Keeran reverts back to his saner side and depletes his stamina.

Personality: Keeran is considered to be highly unpredictable and slightly mentally disturbed. He can be fine one moment, calm and tranquil, but then the next moment he will fly into a frenzy completely willing to kill or worse. What is worse though that while Keeran is called a pyschopath by many he is actually a sociopath. Keeran is much smarter than people give him credit for and while yes sometimes he does act out of driven emotion more often than not he has a detailed plan that is the driving force behind his actions.

Bio:
Keeran was born on Earth twenty two years ago, in a small town that would eventually be wiped off the map after a certain incident. He was born into a family of three, his mother and father and older brother, and for a long time Keeran would be happy.....normal. When he was twelve years old, Keeran developed his magic in his sleep, his talents activating while he was uconscious. He awoke standing in his living room, soaked in sweat and his pajamas clinging to his skin. He looked before him at the scene of the moment, his brother being held in his mothers arms while his father holding all three in his arms. Keeran did not know this, probably still, but at that moment he had a demented smile on his face that scared the crap out of his family. They moved shortly after into the country side, forgiving Keeran and helping him hone his powers on the wildlife.
After three years Keeran managed to finally have almost complete control over his magic, being bale to focus and contain it. To that day though he had never demonstrated that unique ability from the first night. When he was eighteen he dared to venture out into the small town he used to call home, for the first time since he was twelve, and the horrors from that day became engraved into history. The specific details are uncertain, but a few things are well known. Something happened to deeply upset him, which caused him to fly into a frenzy. Keerna demonstrated his first night he achieved his magical prowess, Death Instinct he would come to call it, and ended up killing almost the entire town. Cops who came to arrest him would find a deeply disturbed and very agile young adult, who used fighting tactics that you would never assume a psychopath would have. His family was among the deceased by his hands, and when outside forces came to stop him they found him passed out and almost completely out of mana. He was arrested and sentenced for life in prison and sentenced to be humanely exected. They tried to put him under and execute him, but everytime they started to Keeran would subconsciously enter into Death Instinct, and would fail to kill him. So he was sentenced to life in prison for every person in the town he killed, and for most of his sentence he was put in solitude.

Race Human

Age 30

Gender Male

Sexual Orientation Just don't tempt me with a divine time.

Equipment A beautiful light blade that is stained with blood. Silver and white shines as he always is cleaning it and keeping it up to date.
Also, his normal clothing that he wears. White silk with silver trimming on the clothing. Loose fitting with air ways to keep cool. Kay'Gan always loved traveling light especially what his occupation was.

Attunement/enhancements Fire

Unique Ability Combustion & Sparks

Personality Kay'Gan is a very lively soul. Mostly his personality is calm, laid back and quiet. Though Kay'Gan can set personas for himself. He seems to have set personality for different people, different times, and in different places.
A two-faced person yet it is in an innocent way.
Don't let this kind hearted snake fool you, though. He can be very different if you push the right buttons right at the right time. Kay'Gan does have some sort of a mental disability with his personality. If you ever watch him, you can see he's a complete 'mirror'. A mirror to the emotion another person feels. He will start feeling it himself if he looks at you long enough. (P.S. Kay'Gan might never stare certain people in the eyes or make eye contact at all for he knows he has this problem.)

Bio
How and where did Kay'Gan's powers come from and when did those hot flames erupt? Oh, it happened a long time ago. . . Kay'Gan grew up in a terrible household. His father abusive and his mother caring and kind.
Two younger siblings were born after him. He always protected him and started taking the blame for everything they would mess up on. His mother he started to take the blame for her. But, it always seemed as his father didn't care if Kay'Gan lied...Only if he could hit somebody...that somebody was Kay'Gan.
It didn't last long. Kay'Gan was going to school now. Middle school seventh grade and he was thirteen years old. Teachers started noticing the bruises on his arms, face, body were getting worse some days then disappearing and fading the next. They called Social Services on Kay'Gan's parents.
Being behind mother when she opened the door that night. When they dragged him and his two younger siblings out into the front yard. Father got home....mother screaming. Kay'Gan couldn't take it. All the emotions building up that he has locked down deep inside. The air started to spark round him. "It's not fair!" He screamed as the flashes of light happened. Spark...SPARK...SPARK! The combustion of heated hair and flames went everywhere. Burning the one's closest to him.
He burnt the social servicemen(the two of them), burnt his sibling and burn his father. At that moment Kay'Gan looked at everyone's fear in their expression and ran.
As he ran, he looked back though he knew he couldn't be accepted by his family anymore.

Year later - Kay'Gan was towns and cities over from where his parents lived. Living in a bad part of a city he stayed there working any job for money. Kay'Gan got himself into the underground tunnels...the dark allies and the hidden whispers of others telling him what to do.
5 years later - They created a monster. An assassin craving blood. Making his own work Kay'Gan made his own living now. Prices on people's heads, killing anything anybody wanted him too...except he couldn't harm innocent women...or children that didn't deserve the death that people paid.
He put restrictions upon what he wouldn't and would do. Kay'Gan started gaining respect for the crime bosses and every criminal that knew his name. Finally, he was able to be something and not just a beggar on the street and he kept it that way.

Kay'Gan didn't usually get messed up or ever question to a murder. Though that regretful day he stepped into the house he uses to live in. That night he wanted revenge on the man that made him like this. That abused him and his family. Made him look like a freak in front of the ones he loved and the government.
He stepped into his parent's room that night. His mother with the white hair he bore and the pale skin he genetically got from her. He stared at her and watched her for a few moments before going and looking at his two younger siblings. Examine how they turned out they seemed fine in their sleep.
That's when he realized they would be fine without the male called father. Kay'Gan went back into that master bedroom and assassinated his biological father. Not the one he cared to even call father anymore or say they were related. He woke his mother, and Kay'Gan made it so she didn't look to the other side of the bed. He told her what his sins were for that night and he was doing totally fine. She was scared of Kay'Gan and she called the police. Kay'Gan was grabbed by his mother, and it took ten minutes to get away from her without hurting her that badly he didn't want to hurt her. He loved his mother. The police then arrived and that's when he was arrested for the killing of his father and two police officers.

Two weeks later - Kay'Gan was sentenced life in prison and that's when his journey on the Alcatraz began. . .

~Mienieve Shalloyth~

"Oho, I'll be whatever you want me to be, darling~"
Race:
Sapishte

"Age is just a number, you know, and its not all that difficult to appear younger...if that's your thing, you dirty pervert~"
Age:
25

"I can do men too. Perhaps you'd prefer a little of both? That's a thing with some people...it's quite popular in some areas on earth, heh. Such kinky, funny little things, humans are."
Gender:
Female

"Staring at little ol' me? Heh...now why don't you just ask me out already? I won't bite...well, maybe a little~"

Appearance:
In Meins natural form, she stands at around 5'9. Like all of her kind, she is covered in a thin layer of 'Slime' or 'Goo' that allows her to pretty much change her appearance into those of other species as she sees fit. Hers, is a silvery color and cool to the touch. Most humans would likely find her natural form to be on the 'exotically appealing' spectrum, considering her rather ample assets in most areas. Which of course, causes her no great end of amusement. She likes the attention. If one were to touch it - and lets be honest she likes being asked if people can touch her - it would feel cool, smooth, and somewhat pliable.

She dislikes people knowing both what she is, and what she looks like, however. Typically she takes a human form when dealing with others. Deception was a skill needed in her previous profession after all, and if people didn't know what you were or what you actually look like, it makes things so, so much easier as long as you could get past any high-tech security and whatnot.



Her human form looks, well, a bit similar to what she actually looks like. Slightly shorter, with copper colored eyes and silvery white hair adorning her head typically tied back into a ponytail. She has a somewhat more slender and lithe build whilst looking like this, and typically uses a lower tone of voice than her usually more melodic voice.

"Tsk, years of hard 'work' down the drain. Whatever shall I do to get enough money to get it back?~"

Equipment:
N/A for now. She had a rather fancy high-tech Shortsword for close engagements, Arraxi made armor, and an illegally modified assault rifle she used to have. It was confiscated upon her arrest, and is likely still in the wreckage unless its been picked over by scavengers. She intends to reclaim it the first moment she gets.

Attunement/enhancements:
Enhancements:
Mien has a number of enhancements designed to help her do one thing: Espionage, Killing and getting away with it, and survive even mostly fatal wounds. Of course, none of these augments were given in a consensual manner, but they are useful regardless. She also has been given a few genetic modifications from a young age to help in certain 'asset' areas.

Type-N Nanomachines: These black market, self-replicating Arraxi make machines were designed for two purposes. Firstly, they act as both an immuno booster for keeping away sickness, cleaning the bloodstream of any unwanted foreign material such as poison and other toxins, etc. They generally are there for keeping Mien in top physical condition no matter what, and to promote the healing of wounds as well as muscle growth, earning a much more effective workout from even light exercise. A small cut could heal in minutes, a medium sized gash could heal completely in a day or two. Even a fatal wound, if treated correctly within time could be healed with just a small scar. They are fairly self autonomous and function well enough on their own. They are genetically 'locked' to Mien, however, and will not function for anyone else and will shut down the moment outside of her bloodstream. If scanned, they appear no different than any other standard human make machines of similar model.

While a normal person would only have them present in their bloodstream, they have also taken residence in Mien's outer covering of Goo, which leads to some interesting applications considering that these are, indeed, black-market nanomachines with a second deadly function. She comments they're the reason her goo is actually silver colored.

In short, Mien has top-human physical strength, reaction times, as well as better healing than most humans could possibly hope to have without having replaced limbs with artificial ones.

Neural Link Focus: NLF
Nervous system uplink via a small implant just above the right ear that's connected to her nervous system. It brings up a holographic display that can do a number of things similar to those with artificial eyes. Mostly, its for monitoring her own physical conditions, give limited readings about the conditions of the area, give her reads on technology and allows her to interface with them via wireless connections if she's close enough. It allows her control over the nanomachines present in her bloodstream and has an on-board computer that handles the more complex tasks after being given a command.

Unique Abilities:
Type-N Nanomachines:
As previously stated, they are black market and illegal for a reason. Traditionally, these model of Nanomachines were used to discreetly assassinate certain organics for either the Arraxi government. While at first they do function as something that can keep one extremely healthy and in peak physical condition, they have a second function that makes them rather dangerous. That function, is the complete and utter destruction of a creatures organic material. With the Neural Uplink she has a somewhat limited control over this function.

The ability of this function is dulled somewhat by the fact the nanomachines simply can not function outside of Mien's bloodstream or outer shell of goo, but it's still fairly dangerous for any organic to have a large amount on them. Once activated, they will eat away at organic material for about 1.5 seconds before shutting down completely, leaving only metal residue behind. For the most part, they do not affect Mien since with the help of the Uplink she can simply either shut them down or have the other nanomachines deal with them.

Machine Override:
While Miens' skill with understanding computer code and other such complexities are in question, it doesn't particularly matter when a computer can do most of those things for you. The uplink is able to hack machines via wireless connections and override them and give them a new set of commands. Wireless alarms, robots, etc. The only condition is that they must be capable of wireless communication. With enough time, it could theoretically hack almost anything. It can only have one open connection at a time though. Trying to do multiple things, typically ends with a severe headache and perhaps worse. She has never tested that theory.

Personality:
Confident, charismatic, and more than a little on the promiscuous side, Mien comes off as incredibly friendly most of the time - perhaps a bit overly so at times. The Sapishte greatly enjoys being around others and the general company of them, though some might find her company in particular a bit...not all that welcome. Since well, she flirts with pretty much everything with legs and seems to take a bit of enjoyment in making people uncomfortable and teasing them about certain subjects. Overall though, most of the time she comes off as a friendly ex-escort/prostitute having trouble adjusting to life outside of that particular industry. One should never take her teasing or words all to seriously, and you'll get along with her fine. If you happen to tease or flirt back, she'll be your new best friend.

Delve a bit deeper though, and you'd find that she's one of the rare Sapishte able to greatly hide her emotions from others. Mien is incredibly intelligent, calculating, manipulative, and above all sadistic and incredibly cruel when it comes to her own goals. She wants what she wants, and absolutely nothing will stand in her way. If she can't persuade the problem to join her through some means or join her...well. It won't be pretty.

She wasn't the head of a criminal organization for nothing, and intends to rebuild what she lost.

Bio:

Species: Sapishte
Homeworld: Glonelia
A swampy world, home to the shape shifters of the Sapishte race. The planet is of a tropical, humid climate with swamps and jungles covering most of its landmasses, with warm oceans covering everything else. The Sapishte people aren't exactly the most advanced of the races, having only relatively recently become capable of spaceflight and most of the planet is comparatively low-tech compared to the rest of the races. The people themselves are often quite amicable and more or less an extremely honest people. Being unable to hide emotions well, make for poor liars and manipulators most of the time.

For the most part they are friendly, and have relatively good relations with the rest of the galaxy. Considering the high demand of people able to mostly take whatever form they want in certain less than reputable jobs, there is no shortage of demand for them in certain jobs.

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Mien was born around 25 years ago on the planet, Glonelia, the humid and somewhat low tech, mostly jungle and swampy homeworld of the, Sapishte. She never had the intention to ever become a slaver, drug dealer, smuggler, murderer or hitman. Sometimes life deals people bad hands, and they have to make do.

Mienieve Shalloyth was your average Sapishte for most of her first years of life. The Sapishte, being the emotional people they were, were easy enough to grow up with. Generally the race of shapeshifters were viewed as an honest, if not somewhat promiscuous race by the rest of the galaxy considering their inability to hide their emotions all that well. It also typically made them poor liars and perhaps a bit easily manipulated, especially to those of other races with less than honest intentions.

Not hiding your emotions, was a concept that Mien could never understand, really.

From an early age she distinctly knew she was different from the rest of her peers. Where they had trouble hiding the slightest emotion whether it being happiness, joy, rage or lust, Mien always felt her own emotions were rather...muted, by comparison. Somewhat dulled, as if there was some sort of thick barrier between her and them. Not that she felt nothing mind you, she did, but they were always a bit dull in comparison to the rest of the Sapishte, and didn't know how to properly express them most of the time. Knowing the taboo though, she learned from an early age to be able to mimic the emotions expected of her quite well.

When she was around fifteen though, she made the mistake of lying. Now, a simple lie wouldn't have been too bad. Rather, she was dishonest about her feelings on something...and she was able to do it with a straight face, almost the exact opposite of the emotion she was feeling. The emotion in question? Would it surprise you if she said 'love?' She was asked out on a date by a guy and said yes. They date for a few months, even. The tricky thing about being unable to hide your emotions all that well, is that its difficult to lie about things like that. If you don't genuinely feel love towards someone, it should be readily apparent.

Unfortunately for the boy, Mien didn't feel anything other than both mild annoyance and...well, nothing really. Just another face in the crowd. She had no idea what she should do in such a situation, and in an attempt to appear normal perhaps didn't understand that her behavior wasn't exactly what 'love' looked like. Eventually he confronted her about this, and after the confrontation well...the boy was never heard from again. They found his body at the bottom of a river. She wasn't about to let him ruin her life, but in the end they found out anyways.

After a brief investigation she was both convicted of murder, but more importantly exiled. Supposedly, she was to be taken care of on earth at some human orphanage by a distant relative, but that didn't exactly go as planned. The handlers, both fearing and hating the 'mutant' decided to drug her, dump her in some random alleyway in some slums and let whatever happen, happen.

Of course, a fifteen year old girl in a shady slum with the ability to shapeshift made her a pretty...desirable target for certain undesirables. If it wasn't for the owner of a shady brothel taking her in for some less than morally correct purposes she probably would have ended up a lot worse. For the next five years she worked as one might expect of someone who lives in a brothel...as well as an assassin for the owners enemies.

Murder, drugs, and sex! The most fun things in the world.

Until she turned twenty, she honed both her combat abilities with magic, and both hand to hand combat. The owner of the brothel had expanded his business quite a bit with her help, making her take out his enemies and securing his position of power in the cities underworld as well as the higher class markets. Unfortunately for him, he hadn't turned a lost little girl into a mindless killing drone via abuse and other things like he had hoped.

She was merely biding her time.

For the next two years, she plotted under his nose. She gathered a few allies and people who were either dissatisfied with the status quo, or generally not happy with how things were going. She promised a few girls in the brothel that if they helped they could leave if they wanted. She said she'd end any dealings with drugs, slavery, and many other less desirable things.

After two years had passed, she initiated her little violent coup of his business. The news reports say the found his body hanging upside down from a skyscraper drowned, beheaded, and tortured. After she had control, what else to do but to tighten her iron grip on it? Those people working in the brothel she said could go home? She simply traded them away to some slavers for new stock. Those who helped her? Dealt with. Harshly.

She had successfully, at the age of 22, taken over one of the largest criminal organizations on earth and there was no one that could do anything about it. Drugs, illegal slavery, prostitution, smuggling and even a little mercenary work for certain interested parties. Anything illegal you can think of that could bring in profit, they had their hands in. For once in her life, she felt content. Joy, even. She laughed, staring down at the city from her penthouse apartment in the wealthiest part of the city.

She would have likely remained as its head for years, since the police were absolutely baffled. How did one catch a shape shifter who didn't even use her normal form inside her own home? Someone who always chose a different guise when going out? Not to mention meticulous enough to not leave any evidence or any ties to hit men or assassins being used. They didn't have anything they could convict her with despite knowing full well what she was up to.

One person she hired as someone to handle their more cyber-related crimes and other things, ended up squealin' like a pig to the cops after he was busted. Without giving her time to flee or clear house, they raided her house but she was ready. Having loyal people working for on the other end paid off sometimes. She put up a hell of a fight according to the police report. Killed at least a five cops, several security drones, and even managed to fatally wound the police chief. Having the best technologically advanced weapons one could buy from the Arraxi and a bit of magic paid off, really.

It wasn't enough, though.

In the end, she was subdued and arrested and had a one-way ticket to Alcatraz.

One of these days she's going to find that bastard who ratted her out.

And she's going to make him wish he was dead.

Other:
-Is fairly skilled with firearms, as well as hand-to-hand and Melee combat with bladed weapons.

Name: Ahleya "Lea" Bursmir

Race: Human

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Appearance: Lea looks as normal as any human could be, save for her heterochromic eyes with the right one being ruby red and the other a bright azure blue. These tends to distract people from listening to her but she manages to snap them back to attention soon enough. Her black hair cascades all the way down to around her mid-back, silly in texture and quite shiny when under the light (but not to extremes).

Lea tends to wear her lab gown almost anywhere she goes inside the ship so as to not look very informal (her superiors stressed this before she left). However, under her lab gown are usually simple clothing. Though there are times where she is seen in a simple blazer, shirt and slacks. This has been increasing in frequency the more time she spends inside the ship. She always seems to carry around the Plague Doctor Mask hanging from her slacks. She sometimes scares fellow staff with it.

Equipment:

• Plague Doctor Mask - a small collectible she owns that she would often carry around and sometimes even wear around. It has a built in filter and the likes so it still helps her to some degree.
• Medical Equipment - Though she already has magic to heal others, she still carries around an emergency medkit filled with reliable Bursmir-branded medicines/small machines just in case she depletes her mana reserves.
• Laser Pistol - Given to her for self-defense with plasma cartridges that can be recharged in the sunlight or any source of natural light (though it charges much faster when exposed to the light of the stars). Rarely uses it.

Attunement/enhancements: Life Attunement

Unique Ability:

• Enhance - They say Life Attunement allows one to manipulate their/another's body freely. Lea goes to the next level for this. By manipulating the muscles and tendons of another person, they are able to have enhanced physical abilities (speed, strength, etc.). Not to the point of superhuman, but only enhanced as to help them. These come at a price as too much of this would make the body convulse after the effect has worn down and be rendered unusable for a short amount of time for the body to readjust itself once more.
• Medic! - Most of the members of the Bursmir family has this unique element to them. It's why they are one of the best doctors in the worlds. Lea has the ability to see what is wrong with a person by looking at them. It's more like seeing the chemicals in their brains working and then seeing if there's anything abnormal happening internally - like seeing a small virus strain would make her alarm go off. This comes at the cost of nausea, and when used too much, fatigue or passing out.

Personality: Lea is an oddly passive person and is most likely to let loose than be stiff, even in the presence of her superiors. She speaks casually even when diagnosing something life-threatening for patients - much to their dismay or enjoyment. People often find it easy to talk to her and let out their feelings because of the friendly aura that she exudes. Considering that a smile is the most natural thing she can do other than manipulating the bodies of others, it is understandable why. She is even often seen conversing with prisoners while they're in the recreational room or just roaming around. Heck, she even approaches them in their cells to talk to them.

She is the type of person who hides nothing. She is a very transparent person and one who is pretty blunt too. Brutal honesty is one of her traits, if it is the best or the worst is subjective. Fear is something that doesn't seem to register well in her mind. She knows when she's in danger but she doesn't seem to appear shaken. People often think that she is simple confident or really good at hiding her feelings, but in truth, she simply doesn't feel fear. Lea isn't sure why. Wrong genetic coding maybe?

Bio: Let's start with Lea's family - the Bursmir. They are a well-known medical family that has bases almost everywhere and is trusted by many of the public. Inventors of medicine and medical machines, they had sold so much that they had managed to rise up from a small clinic at a small countryside and extended their reach to the nearby city and then to another and so on and so forth until so many years later - they are one of the largest companies in the current date.

Though the Bursmir had its far share of bumps along the road. After the appearance of the Attuned, the family had been torn apart. They fought with each other regularly and separated the super company into two. Subterfuge, underhanded tactics, dirty rumors - the Bursmir's family name had been tainted by their fights. It was merely because of jealousy that this all started and it would only take a small group of Bursmir family members to put a stop to it once and for all. Creating a contract which agrees that both the Life Attuned members and the machine wielders would be used in the hospitals for maximum effectiveness. With begrudging hearts, they accepted, finding that they had lost their original goal - to help others.

And so, it brings us to the present where it has become a supercompany once more. Young Lea is a part of the main family and secondborn to it so she has no right to assume the family throne as that will be given to her older brother - Kyle. She and Kyle were close to each other and none held grudged between each other even though Kyle was not an Attuned whereas she was. While Lea trained in both the arts of using her magic and using the Bursmir technology, Kyle learned all about running the company and also using Bursmir Technology.

Lea was considered a prodigy in both arts, earning the jealousy of her brother to which she is oblivious about. At the mere age of 19, she graduated from med school and was on her way to becoming a doctor while Kyle was still struggling to keep up. There had been talk that Lea would inherit the Bursmir Inc. but she dismissed these as mere rumors. She continued on with her life and became a well-known doctor for being both lax and easy to talk to.

Lea was approached by her father when she was 22 while Kyle was still at school. He offered to give her the company as she seems to be more capable than Kyle. However, she turned him down. Kyle was way more responsible than she will ever be and she's not one for business. Her father accepted her decision.

This conversation reached Kyle and he got angry at both his father and Lea, but more on the latter. Pure, unbridled rage erupted from her brother and he hit her two times. Lea never fought back, knowing that things would turn out badly should she fight back. She never told anyone about it and healed herself rather quickly to hide it from their father.

As Lea grew older, the siblings became more and more distant. The recent death of their father placed Kyle on the seat and has ruled rather fairly. He then ordered Lea to volunteer for The Alactraz, for reasons unknown. Lea was happy to oblige as this gives her ample time to research about the prisoners locked up in the high-security level prison ship.

Others:

• As head of the medical team (which is composed of only five people), she has full access to the prisoners' and staff's profiles and she has utilized it all. The reason for her having such access is because their medical records are in there and she has to review them for better medication.
• She carries around the Plague Doctor Mask to remind her and others of the devastating effects of both the Black Plague and the doctors' incompetence. She does enjoy the morbid irony she's doing - often finding it funny even.

(sans glasses)

Race: Human and Tulak (Though he's indistinguishable from a normal human)

Age: 24

Gender: male

Appearance:

Equipment:

6 Flashbang grenades

3 Frag grenades

Rail Amp'd Hand Cannon- Felix's weapon of choice, only has three shots to the magazine. He generally carries eight mags on his person. Generally requires cybernetic limbs or at least specially designed braces to keep the user from snapping their wrist firing it.

Attunement/enhancements: Felix is about 50% prosthetic after his very close encounter with death. His arms, legs and eyes have been completely replaced with top of the line cybernetics. Unfortunately the human brain isn't meant to run this much equipment, so a standard VI was installed to help him regulate the functions of each and increase his overall effectiveness. His eyes, despite looking almost completely normal

ProstheTech MK III artificial limbs- Between titanium alloys and carbon fiber joints, these limbs are pretty difficult to damage. The powerful mechanisms allow these limbs to exert more strength than their standard human counterparts while still looking the same using synthetic skin. Most people would be almost completely unable to distinguish the two unless they were damaged.

ProstheTech MK II artificial eyes- Using enhanced cameras these devices simulate eyesight in those that either lost their own or never had it. This allows the user to bring up Heads Up Displays and other nifty functions through the neural interface.

Virtus VI- More of a utility VI than anything else, the Virtus helps Felix keep all of his cybernetics running. It also allows him to run basic scans within a small (5 meter) radius. It only recognizes basic commands he gives it, but he still treats it like an AI with a mind of its own.

Unique Abilities :

Proximity scan: Felix's VI is able to scan nearby technology and to a lesser extent organic materials. As a combat-engineer however, his interest is purely in the tech.

Overclock: Felix can overclock his cybernetic enhancements to dangerous levels in serious situations strengthening his limbs and allowing him to react faster. Like a computer, this produces a dangerous amount of heat and is only used in very specific situations.

Personality: Felix has seen, no, experienced some things that no living being should. Being dismembered and tortured left deep mental scars that not even a psych expert can begin to decrypt. Other than that, he is a fairly charismatic individual that is surprisingly softhearted outside of combat. Due to his own circumstances, he fully believes that at least some of the prisoners weren't horrible enough to be sent on the Alcatraz.

Bio:

Felix was born to a Tulak mother and Human father, a union that was slightly unorthodox at the time. While the two races were fairly friendly towards one another, it was still taboo for Tulak to mate with outsiders. Because of this, Felix was raised on a human colony with his mother disguising her horns to fit in. It wasn't until he was fourteen that he joined the colony's militia. A band of raiders had been harassing the settlement and forcing them to give up their already meager rations.

Of course, the militia's job was to prevent this...but the leaders decided against it due to the sheer number of raiders and the obvious result. Felix decided that it couldn't continue. What was the point of having a militia if it didn't protect anything? Why train citizens to wield weapons and then tell them they can't use them to fight back? Being the stupid kid he was, Felix sneaked to the raider camp in an attempt to deal with them once and for all. With the belief that he was saving his family and home, he took the shot that killed the raider leader.

In an obvious turn of events, this didn't work out. His position was quickly found and he was tortured to a state that would make death seem like a mercy. His arms and legs ruthlessly ripped off and the sockets healed to prevent him from dying. The raider life wielder used their magic to keep him conscious the whole time as even his eyes were plucked from his head, leaving him a wailing torso and head that couldn't see anything as the raiders burned the colony to the ground. All he could do was scream as he heard everything he had set out to save being destroyed. Eventually his screaming turned to sobs as he heard the carnage around him. In the aftermath, the colony was essentially erased from the surface of the planet and Felix was left to die in the ruins.

In perhaps a final act of defiance, Felix stayed alive for days until the shuttle that normally left supplies for the colony arrived. They picked up what was left of him and brought him back to earth to recover. The therapy, the prosthetic limbs, everything. It was all paid for by the reward for killing the raider leader. Apparently his bounty was in the millions, and the group that he had led slowly dispersed after his death. That was the closest thing to a victory Felix could claim for his actions, though the mountain of corpses that had resulted shadowed over it.

It was an obvious choice to join the UN's military after that, fighting the bad guys and all that. Of course, that was also complicated when his bloodwork revealed his ancestry. Being half Tulak made Felix a potential diplomatic tool with the anti-human groups that constantly lobbying for war between the Tulak and Human races.

It was on what was supposed to be a simple escort mission that everything fell apart once more. In a final effort to appeal to the leader of Tulak nationalist group, Felix's helmet was removed and the small nubs on his head were revealed. Though, instead of the intended effect of bridging the hostilities between the two groups, this enraged the man and led to a massacre on both sides that Felix was "lucky" to have survived. The diplomatic disaster that ensued after this was pegged on him as he was the sole survivor of the humans that had been present. Tulak citizens cried for his death, humans tried to defend him, the governments played tug of war as they do. The final result was him being stationed on board the Alcatraz as a guard and engineer. The fact that this compromise was acceptable to both governments was more frightening than comforting.

Shaali Tunn

Race: Tulak

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance: Shaali is exactly how you would imagine an amazonian warrior would look: a sturdy looking woman standing at 5'8" with broad shoulders, strong arms, and muscular legs. Her face is strong with prominent cheekbones, thick eyebrows, and warm brick colored eyes. She had dark skin from being in a warm climate and light, fluffy hair, bleached from the sun. Shaali also has tribal tattoos banding her biceps and decorating her hands and feet like henna. Round, ram-like horns protrude from her head, a dark brown color from the hard enamel coating protecting the bone beneath.
Her outfit stands apart from many other prisoners on the Alcatraz, showing that the culture from her homeland was far less advanced than many others from neighboring planets. Her garments were made mostly out of tanned and dyed leather, and wool or furs of some sort. Shaali was also a very decorated individual, as it had a lot of spiritual symbolism according to her people: she wore bangles of all sorts around her wrists and ankles, necklaces with shiny stones, and tied hemp rope garnished baked clay beads around her horns.

Equipment:

• A medicine pouch with many herbs and seeds from her home planet, dried poultice, and cloth bandages.
• A waterskin
• A flint rod
• A sharp, curved blade resembling a scimitar
• A hand-made bow with a quiver of arrows

Attunement/enhancements: Earth Attunement

Unique Ability:

• Mold- For a high mana output, Shaali can move and mold solid earth remotely as if it were wet clay in her hands. Through fluid movements of her body, she can take the malleable ground and force up a large rock or multiple small rocks to be used as projectiles, quickly shape a pillars to be used as shields, or mold hardened earth around herself as emergency armor in a pinch.
• Sand Trap- In a situation too severe where she would need to retreat, Shaali can set dangerous pitfall traps in the ground where if you have the misfortune of stepping in one, the ground will collapse under you and then harden once you're in it, locking you in place. Depending on how much mana she has put into the trap, the squeeze from the earth could be gentle enough just to keep a firm hold on you or strong enough to crush bone.

Personality: Shaali doesn't really consider herself a good or a bad person, at the end of the day she's just trying to live the best she can. She is a woman of simple pleasures, a belly full of good food and sharing stories with friends around the fire is all it takes to make her happy. Because of such, she finds those who take part in frivolous activities or have an lust for material goods to be vain and foolish, though she's wise enough not to voice that out loud. Loyalty is probably her greatest strength; she is fiercely protective of those she is fond of and wouldn't hesitate to kill for them if she deemed it necessary.

Bio: Shaali is from a very old planet called Tanuu, one of the original settlements for the Tulak race. It went untouched by other races until rather recently, when humans, a known ally of the tulaks began making colonies on the planet to harvest the natural resources. The humans, for the most part, were surprised to find that the tulaks of this planet were far less "civilized" than the tulaks you would find in space. With the permission from the tulak ambassador that allowed them to settle on the little planet to begin with, the "education" program began. Deforestation projects of designated spots across the planet began in order to build towns closer to those on other planets began, and with that, Taanu became a far less peaceful place to live. Shaali was taken out of her jungle home and placed into a settlement when she was twelve and is was a rapid change of environment that she and the majority of her kin did not welcome, but were forced to accept and adjust to.

She eventually grew into a young woman and was blessed with two adorable younger siblings: her brother Moa, who is 10, and her sister Kinu, who is 6. Despite the fact that the human immigrants were trying to "help" the tulaks, relations were strained between the two races, especially in the education settlements. Many humans viewed the tribal practices and rituals that the Tanuu tulaks as foolishness performed by savages, and would voice the culture as a distraction to those in the programs. Kinu, unfortunately, was born with a developmental disability and was learning the second language (the common language spoken among most allied races) slower than the other kids, only knowing a few words and being unable to form sentences properly.

A visiting instructor from the head education settlement happened upon this knowledge, and stated that the outlandish tribal culture was a distraction to the girl's education. The man decided that he would send Kinu to an intensive learning facility and wouldn't return her until her was pleased with her progress. Shaali could initially do nothing but watch as her little sister was forcibly taken from their home, but as Kinu screamed and cried, the instructor struck her the face in an attempt to silence her. Losing her temper, Shaali broke free from her restraints and caught the man in a sand pit, that sucked him down to his waist, allowing her sister to escape. She then proceeded to behead the man where all could see and bystanders watched in horror as the ground continued to suck the limp corpse into it's maw with a satisfying crunch. She was arrested on sight and sentenced to life upon the Alcatraz.