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Name: Kian Feng
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Augmented Human

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Kian stands in a head taller than average, with a wiry and lean build not unlike that of an athlete- or at least one used to running and regular physical exertion. His skin tone is fairly pale, not uncommon among career spacers, and amber eyes, framed by a head of dark green hair. Possibly as a result of regular Aura consumption, Kian's eyes have a faint glow to them, most noticeable in the dark. Shifting holo-light tattoos dance across the surface of his torso, typically evoking images of mythical creatures. His legs have been replaced from the thigh down, with black digitigrade cyberlegs.

Kian takes meticulous- bordering on vain- care of his personal appearance, and his disposition is calm and relaxed, if a bit aloof. His taste in style is eclectic, and he has a penchant for jewelry and rare trinkets, regularly donning an ornate Oni mask when needing to be anonymous- though the mask isn't nearly as subtle as one might think. While prone to sarcasm, and occasionally overconfident in himself and his capabilities, Kian is not quite as shallow and self centered as he portrays himself- though he is still some measure of each. Kian possesses a well developed moral compass, and is strongly loyal to those he cares about, though his tone and callousness might suggest otherwise. He cares about folk, in his own way, but one will rarely hear him admit such in open conversation.

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A thief, a scoundrel, a rogue, a charlatan- all are masks that Kian has worn before. Kian's skills often revolve around him acquiring things he's not supposed to have, or gaining entry into places he's not supposed to be- whether he talks or cuts his way through typically depends on the day. Savvy and streetwise, Kian might lack the ability to schmooze his way through a corporate meeting in the core worlds, but is right at home in the smog choked, neon streets of the outworlds cities.

While avoiding it when possible, Kian is no slouch in a fight, swift movements augmented by his cybernetics along with an application of aura magic and excellent spatial awareness makes him a dexterous and slippery opponent.

Kian's Aura abilities revolve around the manipulation and control of metal, and is often used in tandem with his own personal weapons: a segmenting chain with a thermal dagger on one end, and a heavy weighted bludgeon on the other, using both his body and magic to move and redirect his strikes in unpredictable ways. While able to control free laying objects, Kian is typically unable to effect items or objects carried by others.

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While generally walking around the galaxy with an unflappable and carefree disposition, Kian is haunted by his past. The second son of a prominent trade company within the Vangarian Empire, Kian was to be set up for a life of luxury. Their family certainly had some shady business dealings- but most did. This however would come to a head as a particularly shady deal went wrong. During a deal set up by one of his close contacts, his family was betrayed, his mother was killed, and the blame was pinned squarely on his shoulders. Branded a traitor by his family and disowned, Kian was forced to flee to the Outworlds. As a result, he forms few personal connections and remains skeptical of the motivations of most people he meets.

In the years since, Kian has managed to "obtain" a ship and scrounged together a crew to work alongside. Perhaps due to some more personal grievances, Kian has no issue ripping off or robbing Imperials.

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Kian "owns" the ship, and has been a part of the crew of the Guernica for as long as its had a crew. He considers himself nominally to be the captain of the crew, but treats the Guernica more as a communal home from which the crew can partake in freelancing, bounty hunting, and whatever odd jobs the crew might find. He fancies himself an ace pilot, but one too many close shaves has resulted in him being sidelined as the ship's helmsman.

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Name: Alexander 'Tech' Tain
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Human

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Alexander looks like a normal human at a glance. 5'9, black hair, and an above average build. Something a bit odd for an engineer like him. His most striking feature is his eyes. Him being born with heterochromia, and his left eye is blue and his right eye orange. Making him stand out and be noticeable. Along with a scar on his neck that he tends to keep hidden. Otherwise, he is just a normal human. Wearing casual but tech-ish clothes and tends to have a pair of goggles on his person that he sometimes wears. Along with a high-tech bracer with a holographic display that he wears on his right forearm that serves as a high-tech scanner, comm device, computer, and watch. His personal creation that he always upgrades with new stuff when he can.

Alexander is a bit of an eccentric, sometimes doing things that do not make sense to others at first, and can be passionate about the things he works on. Though he can be stubborn and persistent with what he wants. Still, most see Alexander as just a passionate tech head that is able to work with others fairly easily, and that easily confuses people sometimes.

Along with being a secretive person of late because of a project he is working on and does not want people to know about what exactly he is working on. Mainly due to what the project is and is wary of imperials and people from the megacorp, Larutan Technologies. To the crew, he says it is just a pet project of his. Also, despite being an engineer and used to technology. He feels uneasy about getting certain implants or cybernetics. Mainly those that deal with the brain and refuses to talk about the subject to others.

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Alexander is a skilled engineer whose expertise varies from general tech making to gadgets, power armor, AIs, and ships. Though making AIs is a new field and still has some learning to do. Either way, his good at repairing and maintaining what tech he knows and can be relied upon to do his job. As long as he has the parts to do his job, that is. Also, despite his tech aptitude, Alexander is a horrible hacker, and if needed to hack something, he relies on a specifically created program to do the hacking for him.

After leaving Larutan Technologies, Alexander has started to learn how to defend himself if a conflict arises. Mainly with learning how to shoot a blaster and is a good shot with a plasma pistol. Along is surprisingly good at making cocktails and tends to have some custom ones that came up with in his spare time.

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Everything was going well for Alexander, the son of a famous engineer and like father-like son. Alexander had proved to have the same skill with technology as his father and had already created some things when he was young. Though Alexander, unlike his father who stayed with a single company. Alexander was more independent and worked as a freelance engineer instead. Offering his services to those that wanted them, but he was rather picky about which contacts he went with. Not wanting to work with a shady company or one he was against. The last company he worked with was Larutan Technologies, and working there was a turning point for him.

Now Alexander was offered by Larutan Technologies to help with a project of theirs. A project that dealt with an experimental project, and Alexander curious as to what the thing was and not having any problems working with the megacorp. So he accepted and soon found out the experimental product was an AI codenamed Eva. Made with experimental technology, she was set to be the next stage of AIs. By the time she was finished, Alexander was chosen to be her trainer, and the two soon developed a rapport with each other.

Then one day and the details are still messy, but Eva was stolen from Larutan Technologies, and Alexander was deadset on finding her. It took six months to find her, but when she was brought back to Larutan Technologies. She was in pieces, literally. Whoever stole her for some reason tore her apart, and Eva was rendered into multiple pieces of code and personalities. Because of the way she has broken apart, Larutan Technologies deemed that she was not worth it to try and repair her. So they opted to destroy her and started fresh. Something that Alexander was against and secretly stole Eva and sent out to her repair her.

Even though Eva was written off an unrepairable product, they still did not like someone stealing from them. So Alexander departed into the Outworlds after it was discovered it was him that stole the Eva. Now he finds himself as an engineer for a ship and spends what spare time he has repairing Eva. Hoping one day to piece her back together and to speak to her once again.

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Alexander is the engineer of the Guernica, assigned to keeping the ship together. It was a chance encounter with the captain of the Guernica that allowed him to work on the ship and allow him to work on his project. Alexander has been apart of the crew for about three months.

Name: Maxima
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Android

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Maxima, while having remarkably humanlike features, is clearly an android - her reinforced joints and chassis-embedded shield emitters betray that there's more to her than simply looks. Her attention-grabbing outfits and long, flowing hair show a bit of a diva streak, and anyone who converses with her would rest assured that she considers herself a performer above all else - whether that performance is in a firefight or on a stage. She brings a brash and competitive attitude to most things, and hates losing or admitting defeat. She's more likely to claim someone she admires as a rival than a friend - and would be loathe to admit otherwise, even if it actually was the case.

Maxima considers weaponry beautiful, perhaps to a strange degree to those around her. During downtime she can be seen lovingly maintaining weapons (oftentimes not even her own weapons) in a way that she would never regard another person.

Apart from being used to create a powerful overshield, her hardlight emitters can also be used to project accessories or effects around her in a short radius, which she often uses when showing off or performing.

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Maxima is excellent at grabbing the attention of all. Her body is covered with hardlight shield emitters - miniaturized versions of the same kind used to armor starships and other heavy vehicles - that she can activate at will to project a powerful (and extremely bright) overshield. It offers excellent protection without any hinderances to her range of motion and mobility, letting her be both agile and sturdy at the same time - at the cost of being basically incapable of stealth.

Maxima has an obsession with weaponry, and is an avid collector - especially for prototypes and rare productions. She considers herself nothing less than an expert in identification, repair, and maintenance of weapons - and has the eccentric arsenal to back it up. Of course, she is also well trained with several different items she uses - especially her one-of-a-kind personalized LMG built alongside her. With her armor and machine gun, she is ostensibly a vanguard fighter that is meant to be at the front of the fight, more likely to crash through a wall than find a clever way around it.

She also is an excellent vocalist and dancer, capable of learning songs and choreography at an astounding rate.

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Maxima was the brainchild of a failing marketing branch of a megacorp, desperately searching for a "hail mary" idea to revitalize their brand. The idea: Create an idol unit of specially-designed combat androids that matched their flair for performance with their competency in battle; creating both a spectacle to draw attention to the brand as well as a designer product to sell. Eager to provide a prototype before their branch was downsized, many corners were cut with Maxima's design. With that, and rumored corporate meddling, sabotage, and power games, Maxima's AI ended up growing beyond the bounds of what anyone expected (or wanted). After a disastrous shareholder presentation, her project was scrapped and the branch completely liquidated.

Maxima, being designed as a combat android, had no trouble breaking free and avoiding being liquidated herself. Wandering free, she found herself pursuing whatever whimsy she felt - and whether a part of her initial programming or a quirk developed after being set free, she soon found herself enamored by weaponry. After a string of high-profile musical burglaries, Maxima became the target of several different armed groups, all of which looking to regain the various weapons and relics she had pilfered as if she was the rightful owner all along. She joined the Guernica crew to "lay low," as much as she hated the concept.

Maxima believes that she may have sister models, though she has no definitive proof. She insists that her designation as 02 means there was at least one before her, and the scientists developing her constantly mentioned a unit of four - though it could have meant anything at the time. With no trail left from the corporation's liquidation, there is little trace to go on. But that doesn't stop her from looking, attempting to form (or reform) the unit "GA-LA-TE-A" from which her designation LA comes from.

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Maxima is the self-proclaimed armorer of the Guernica, often taking any chance to clean, repair, and polish any weapon that isn't nailed down (and often some that are). She also is never one to shy away from putting on impromptu performances - to the joy or sorrow of her crewmates.

Maxima is relatively new to the crew, only being aboard for less than a year.

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Full Name: Doctor Makazi Chima Achieng

Core Details
Name: The Doc, Doctor Chima
Age: 35 (in human years)
Gender: Female
Species: Watumaji

Who are you?

Height: 5’10 from head to tailfin
Body Type: Thick and Curvy, with a layer of fat.
Complexion: Smooth, soft skin with a luminous sheen with a rich umber tone occupies most of her body. Around the middle of her torso, her skin brightens to a brilliant orange sharklike fin with golden touches around the end of her tailfin.
Eye Color: Orange-red with a large pupil.
Hair Color: Watumaji do not have visible hair.
Markings: None visible when she is dressed. When undressed, there is an old scar on her back beneath the left shoulder blade, from a sword or large knife.

Assistive device: Treadtank: Looks like this, but the chair is in a tank of water that is constantly filtered.



What do you bring to the table?

Dr. Chima is reserved, soft spoken, and very intelligent. As a medical doctor, she knows very much about the physical workings of all kinds of species. She'll stitch a wound or set a bone. Anything up to organ replacement is possible. Better still, she'll ask very few pesky questions. Questions like "is that a bullet wound?" or "why are these people shooting at us?". As long as she has the tools to try, she will. She'll even take things besides credits for payment, oddly enough.

She also calls herself a 'Healer of the Spirit'. Which translated to the equivalent of a psychologist, of all things. Not that this crew needs any sort of therapy, or mental health check ups, no!

What's your problem?

When asked why she's on the ship instead of working in a hospital somewhere, Dr. Chima quietly replied that she was turned down from everywhere she applied to for a single reason.

She cannot use magic, or harness Aura at all - and because of this no one can use it on her. Magic doesn't take, Aura doesn't activate. She, along with all of her people, are completely immune. However, when asked why she's on a ship full of criminals, instead of doing something else, or perhaps, back home, she mentions a debt. And it will be another five minutes of chatting before it's clear that she's effortlessly changed the topic and made you talk about yourself.

Life in the crew

Dr Chima's place in the crew, besides keeping them alive after a patch of bad luck, is a social one. Despite being an oddity - for a space where everyone is a little different - she's personable and friendly. Oftentimes, she's the one called on before things go sideways and weapons start being drawn. Even when presented with rudeness, she has a serene foundation.

However, do not mistake her kindness for weakness. Threats will quickly find out that one probably shouldn't piss off an unknown species, especially a medical doctor that knows where many species keep their most sensitive and vital organs.

She has yet to divulge how she got on the ship in the first place, besides the fact that Kian Feng 'owes her his life'. When pressed too hard for details, she replied that anyone who wanted them would have to pick them from between her teeth.

Name: Mercy
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Species: Human

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“... Mercy. Life support technician slash hydroponics gardener slash cook slash everything else. _{...Nice to meet you.}”

Mercy, the perennially quiet life support technician aboard the Guernica, is a girl far from home. She comes from a rocky, near inhabitable planet within the Vangarian Empire known as X-3817. X-3817 is, coincidentally, home to a solitary, primitivist religious sect of humans known as The Unaltered. Their core tenet, although Mercy would argue with anyone who mentioned it, is that technology, especially used to alter a human being, is the root of all evil.

Yup. She’s space Amish.

Mercy is a human girl, short in stature, with blue eyes and dyed blue hair. She’s been known to shuffle around the Guernica like some sort of ghost, back hunched and blending into the surrounds with drab, unassuming clothing. She usually has this look in her eye- like she’s always just a bit startled, a rabbit ready to bolt back to its hutch at any moment. Mercy is, unsurprisingly, not a great conversationalist, although many say that she’s pleasant to spend time with and occasionally has something interesting to say.

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“I don’t mean to be prideful, but I do my job and I do it well. Otherwise, I’d be useless, and that’s worse than anything else, isn’t it?”

Mercy, with her unique skill set, is often described as one of the few things keeping the crew of the Guernica alive and happy. As such, she’s been christened with the title “life support technician”- a position that really doesn’t exist, but is vague enough to suggest the wide variety of occupations she performs. While she can’t fire a gun or lift a sword or fly a ship or fix a machine, Mercy is uniquely skilled at keeping the atmosphere aboard the Guernica at levels hospitable for a human. She can often be found fiddling with life support systems, and will call the mechanic if she needs assistance.

Mercy has also been granted a large space to use for hydroponics gardening, in which she can usually be found tending to green things. She grows food for the crew, of course, but, in the interest of making profits for her captain, grows… other things. Things that wouldn’t be welcome anywhere else but a criminal’s barge. She’s a skilled herbalist and cook, and can be seen in the kitchen at certain times of day. Her soups are legendary.

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“Most people from 3817 never leave. I did.”

X-3817, the religious colony Mercy is from, is colloquially known as being absolutely, 100% bizarre. Most will never meet a member of their congregation, as they’re incredibly insular. Most never leave. It’s not that they’re forbidden- they just wouldn’t know how to operate in the modern world. Mercy certainly doesn’t.

The Unaltered believe many things, although the most important ones are the subject of the universe’s fascination. One: humans should live free from all robotics. Cybernetic parts and modifications any more advanced than a stationary prosthetic reduce one to something less than human, and any computer attempting to mimic a human is an abomination. All AI is strictly banned on X-3817, as well as most computers. Two: the use of Aura is a sin. Three: humans should live simply.

It’s unknown to what extent Mercy adheres to her strange religion, but it’s clear that she has not abandoned her faith completely. She refuses to consume Aura or modify herself in any fashion. But she does not hate or even dislike androids and augmented humans, and has no qualms against using a computer. A crisis of faith and a fervent desire to see the universe made her leave X-3817 behind, possibly forever, and venture into the unknown.

So far, she has found the world incredibly disappointing. In a world of AI, Mercy, a naive girl who does not know how to operate a computer or fix a machine, is incredibly obsolete. Before the Guernica, she found herself mostly working as a hydroponics farmer on illegal, illicit projects- a lowly job, one that saw her being treated like less than an animal. For many of these jobs, she was never paid. She found the Guernica a few years ago and quickly made herself indispensable.

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Mercy is utterly bewildered by the rest of the crew, but loves them all the same. She’s quiet and sweet, preferring to stay in her gardens with a mat rolled out or in the kitchen cooking, but her biggest desire is to be helpful. She purposefully takes a very low pay, just so she can stay on the ship for as long as possible. She likes everyone but an obnoxious few and would gladly stay there a while more.