I have finished it now, lemme know if there is anything like things that conflict with the Elysian world or any other plot holes. This time the airship is actually pictured. [hider=Hyuge alien robot] Name: E.T.R.C #3418 Nickname: Ripley Age: 7 Tirtunian years (Approximately 40 human years) Gender: Equivalent to a male Race: Tirtunian Culture: The Tirtunian culture is not one of eons-old traditions, art and celebrations, in fact, one could say they barely have a culture. The Tirtunians are more concerned about progressing their species instead of just living life, going out and having fun like most other races. This has brought them incredibly advanced technology without the use of magic, though they also use a touch of magic as well when old man science can’t do the job. Tirtunians spend their time looking for things to experiment on, things to discover, things to meddle in. They want to know everything about the universe and how it works. Racial Features: -Flexible Bones: Tirtunians have bones made of a cartilage-like substance that allows them to fit in tight spaces without harm. -Mucus Coating: A clear fluid covers the skin of Ripley, this slick glaze is helpful for escaping the grasp of predators and sliding into tight spaces easily. Description: A vaguely humanoid robot, seven feet tall very bulky, painted a light grey in most areas with strange, aqua marine markings covering the chest, arms and legs. The head of the robot is attached to the front in a slouch. Tubes going into the back of the head and on the sides of the chin secure it in place. A tight seam flows down the chest and abdomen. A large visor seems to act as it’s eyes, glowing brightly blue. The joints and abdomen appear to have some kind of special armor “plating” that looks like it moves like flesh and muscle. When out of the suit, Ripley appears as a bipedal, insectoid alien, somewhere around four feet and nine inches. His blue skin has a rubbery texture that seems to shine, like it was covered in a perfectly clear crystal. Large butterfly eyes protrude from his mannequin-like head. A slit runs down where it’s mouth would be. His knees appear to be bent backwards like a raptor, with feet vaguely resembling hooves or an elephant’s foot. His seemingly emasculated arms end in 6-fingered hands with blunt, rounded claws. A slender build reveal Ripley’s vertical rib cage. Occupation/Concept: Researcher Cybernetic, Fugitive Training: Engineering Use in Tirtunian technology Basic combat Use in T.R.C suits Powers: -Electricity Manipulation: Ripley has the power to manipulate electricity in many ways. These ways include manipulating machinery by flowing the current into other parts of the machine. He can also channel the electricity into himself, allowing him to have a voltaic flow of electricity at his fingertips. Depending on how much he has in him he can release puny, taser-like sparks or blasts of miniature lightning. -Tagging: Ripley can “tag” a creature by touching it, this means that a glowing outline, visible only to Ripley, surrounds the creature that is touched. Ripley can only tag four creatures before he begins to be mentally strained. Ripley can dispel this at any time. -Telepathic Connection: Again, by touching a creature Ripley can cast a weird magical spell. This time, it allows Ripley to establish a telepathic connection with the creature, allowing him to talk with the creature as if he was right in front of it. Ripley can dispel this at any time. Only eight creatures can have a telepathic connection with Ripley before mental strain kicks in. -Hovering: What’s that in the sky? It’s Ripley. He can hover for short periods of time either in or out of his suit. He seems to be able to hover for longer without the suit. This is useful for crossing short distances by getting a long, running jump and gliding over whatever needs gliding over. Equipment: -T.R.C Uplinker: Ripley, like all Tirtunians, had a small, round hole drilled into his upper back and a outlet for a plug fitted into it. This allows Ripley to operate his T.R.C suit. Simply plug in a viola, your mind takes care of the rest! -PDA and Universal Translator Implant, a must-have. -T.R.C Suit: Ripley can plug into the suit by simply inputting a code on the wrist’s keypad, climbing and squeezing into the suit’s tight fit, plugging in, and finally closing up the suit. Using his mind, he can move the suit like it is his body. (how he wishes it was) The suit is made out of a incredibly strong alloy that protects well against corrosives and extreme pressures such as the vacuum of space. Insulation and shock absorbers protect from ludicrous temperatures and devastating shockwaves. The abdomen and joints are made of a Non-Newtonian gel that hardens on hard impacts with things like explosions and bullets, and goes back to it’s gel, muscle-like form that flows like living flesh. The left wrist has an arm computer built into it, which can do such things such as send messages back to his ship, open the suit up so he can get out, and putting the machine on autonomous mode, which enables an A.I that acts as a guard that patrols a set area and protects it using brute force. Airship: (Credit to steam user Machinecult) [img]https://steamuserimages-a.akamaihd.net/ugc/90476928173516461/EB9155D94B898FC6EC38921EE20CEDB82B0676C2/?interpolation=lanczos-none&output-format=jpeg&output-quality=95&fit=inside%7C637%3A358&composite-to=*,*%7C637%3A358&background-color=black[/img] [img]https://steamuserimages-a.akamaihd.net/ugc/90476928173517167/7F997C9225C9F867309DC11F1B80AD55CF3B69A7/?interpolation=lanczos-none&output-format=jpeg&output-quality=95&fit=inside%7C637%3A358&composite-to=*,*%7C637%3A358&background-color=black[/img] [img]https://steamuserimages-a.akamaihd.net/ugc/90476928173515616/6CB68AAC0CF601C05289E2C8455A85465D46C9F1/?interpolation=lanczos-none&output-format=jpeg&output-quality=95&fit=inside%7C637%3A358&composite-to=*,*%7C637%3A358&background-color=black[/img] The S.S Lamprey, A simple scrap airship piloted by sky pirates that Ripley took over, according to Ripley the captain attacked first, whether this is true is unclear. He now acts as the new captain after the unexpected munity. The crew consists of people who were captured due to their impressive ship repairing/managing skills and people who you should probably check your pockets after you meet them. The likelihood of them killing you is very, very slim due to Ripley’s strict orders and retraining, so don’t worry too much. The ship has twenty crew members. Motivation: To live life away from his oppressive society, meet new people, and discover new things. Personality: As a researcher, his job required going to distant and far off worlds and contacting many different lifeforms of all types so the Tirtunians can satisfy their infinite curiosity. This called for the ability to be careful and interact with things very slowly to minimize the risk of things going wrong. This cautiousness stuck with him later in life. He keeps his emotions internal most of the time, calculating what to do in any given situation. He tries to go with the most peaceful option (most of the time) but won’t drag himself into other people’s problems unless he is asked to help, which he will usually agree to. If you meet him, don’t expect to get into a lengthy conversation with him, over time he will begin to trust you and will be around you more often. He is more moral than most of his species, having the ethics of any normal person. Ripley is a bit naive as well, such as not understanding certain metaphors, he is quite innocent for a Tirtunian, and even for a human. However, Ripley can be cruel as well, like his crew for example, harsh punishments are dealt to those who are caught doing their old tricks from when they were still under the command of a bloodthirsty skypirate captain. Tales of the madness induced by hours and hours of waterboarding and chinese water torture fill the sleeping quarters during full moons. Another example; if you keep poking him with a wooden pole, he will soon grab that pole and break it over his knee. It is just natural for his species, but mostly he keeps it under control. Flaws: -With the armor itself, the Non-Newtonian armor plating is resistant against fast, strong attacks but a simple stab with a knife or sword could penetrate it like it was a expired lump of Jelly. -Ripley is not good at repairing normal human things, he is likely to just short circuit them. -Ripley’s cruelty is sometimes way more than needed, I.E the pole example. -Ripley is naive as mentioned previously. -Human interaction may be a little difficult for him. Bio: Born during a time when the Tirtunians were especially interested in Exalteds, Ripley lived the normal Tirtunian life of working as soon as he could walk on two feet. The Tirtunians were a brutal society in Ripley’s eyes, but he kept to himself, knowing what they do to those who started to get a rebellious attitude. Not a peep of his qualms was ever uttered from his vertical mouth. Then one day while he was waking up, prepared for the long day of negotiating with hostile races, the Tirtunian Council was knocking on his door. Ripley had been chosen to participate in an experiment that would result in the perfection of the Tirtunian species: Finding out how someone becomes an Exalted. The tests were reasonable at first, mundane things like seeing if it occurs when you do your job and it happens randomly. It was like there wasn’t even an experiment going on. Oh, how Ripley wish he was prepared for the tests that happened next. The escalation of the tests was faster than a hawk, before he knew it he was killing innocent creatures and crippling them for life. The tests were quickly getting so nonsensical and random that it was clear the Council was just throwing ideas at the wall and still using the ones that didn’t stick. One moment he was seeing if insulting someone was the cause of being Exalted, the next he was seeing if it was beating random creatures to death with only his fists. Appalled, Ripley sought to escape his home planet as he was both sick and terrified of his race’s brutality and hunger for power. The Tirtunian Council seemed to latch onto the idea that violence caused Exalteds, they were about to run a string of gruesome tests with Ripley, but there was a small problem: He was gone. Ripley was nowhere to be found, but a missing escape pod was an obvious clue as to what happened… Crash landing on a backwater shithole of a planet, Ripley woke up with the worst headache of his life and a odd feeling, he couldn’t place one of his six fingers on what it was, but he swore it was something… something he was trying to find for a long time… Walking around the place in his towering T.R.C Suit, Ripley could tell that sooner or later he would encounter some kind of thug of crook, it was inevitable. Ripley was confident in his ability to fight off even the strongest criminal in his suit, it was nearly impenetrable. Suddenly he heard a distant boom of an explosion, he couldn’t turn around fast enough before a large, black object grazed his helmet at an incredible speed on knocked him out, before he fainted he could see a cannonball lodged in the hillside. Damn pirates… His next waking moment was tied up with strong chains, in the deck of a airship that looked like it had sat in the bottom of the ocean for a couple decades, was fished out, and repaired with whatever scraps the sky pirates could get their hands on. It was night, looked like everyone was sound asleep. The chains held him down, for about a nanosecond. The CLINK of the breaking chains didn’t seem to alert any of the denizens onboard, good. Making his way to the captain’s quarters, he made quick work of him. However Ripley may have been a wee bit too loud as the entire crew came rushing in to see their captain’s head splattered all over the walls, his body creating arcs of electricity and twitching, with the huge robot thing they captured standing over his body. Ripley took advantage of the crew’s horror to assume his position of the new captain. With a powerful, monotonous voice, he bellowed for anyone who opposed his role as the new captain to stand up. About ten people not only stood up, also shot and charged at Ripley. There were ten less crew members that day. From that day forward, Ripley sailed around the world, to find purpose, to discover, to meet new civilizations and people, and sure as hell to never return to his home planet. Extra Info: -He ain’t dragon blooded, that’s for sure -He chose his own nickname, for some reason he really likes the name Ripley. [/hider]