[h2][center][u][b]Brandon Dawson[/b][/u][/center][/h2]

[center][b][u]Basic Info[/u][/b]
Name: Brandon Dawson
Gender: Cisgender Male 
Age: 28 at time of time dilation.  
Birthdate: November 25 
Race: Human

[b][u]Appearance[/u][/b]
Height: 6'2 (189cm) 
Weight: 198 (90kg) 
Eyes: Blue 
Hair: Darker Brown 
Scars: Three bullet scars on his left bicep though spread out. A cut through his right eyebrow. A large gash on the abdomen that was poorly sewn together. 
Tattoos: A paper airplane casting a shadow of a fighter jet on his left inner bicep. A compass on his right forearm. A small flying eagle dead center on his upper back.[/center]
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[center][b][u]Personality[/u][/b][/center]
Temperament: A mix of melancholic and choleric. He tends to keep to himself, follows the rules and rarely smiles. Though he is quick to anger and has a very short fuse. Anxious, Suspicious, Serious, Thoughtful, Hotheaded, Quickly-roused 
Moral/ethical beliefs: He will do anything to spare the life and suffering of any sentient being. If peace can be reached, he'll aim for it. 
Hobbies: Reading Non-Fiction books, Woodworking, Playing piano
Habits: Running his fingers through his hair when stressed, Pinching the bridge of his nose, Standing with his hands behind his back 
Likes: A good book, a good piece of wood, and music
Dislikes: Squid, Unnecessary drama, and dishonest people. If you're self-centred, be self-centred. At least he knows where he stands with you.

[center][b][u]Background:[/u][/b][/center] Brandon was a citizen of the United Worlds, a democratic federation of 1,022,347 planets, drifts, space stations, various orbital habitats, and even entire solar systems. He was born and raised on Earth with dreams and hopes to become a great military captain like his father. His father was not around when he was growing up, but his mother spoke often of him and usually very proudly. He worked his way through school, achieving mostly top grades of 95% or higher. His application to the United Worlds Academy had been quick enrolment was efficient. He was only a lowly ranked ship member when the word of war broke out. The UW scrambled those who showed great achievements and loyalty and gave them ships, great big ships with great big guns. Brandon found himself suddenly the Chief Master Sargent of one of the greatest star ships ever created by the UW. The great [url=https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/057/487/496/large/tm12art-1.jpg?1671721614]Infinity Nexus[/url] which he fondly nicknamed Nexi. It may have also helped that the ship's [url=https://storage.googleapis.com/pai-images/be4cbadc87774434a82150e3d4babf9d.jpeg]Artificial Intelligence[/url] resembled a human enough that he may or may not have a crush on her.

Heading to a known battle 'ground', Brandon encountered an ambush laid out by their enemies, the [url=https://storage.googleapis.com/pai-images/841e2652c2994d99a8847de073f61248.jpeg]Terok.[/url] He tried to fight them, to take care of the problem himself. Unfortunately, he was massively outnumbered and even under-trained for his position, despite having it for nearly three years now. His order to abandon ship came as no surprise and all four thousand of his crew members took various escape pods. He didn't know if any or all would even survive, but he refused to let them go down with the ship. He stuck around to try and take the heat off the escape pods. At the last possible second, Brandon took off to the last escape pod, but alas it was not ejected when the big hit came. Trapped inside his exosuit, inside the escape pod, inside his spinning out-of-control ship, they were headed right for a brand new black hole. Fortunately, it stopped just far enough away from the event horizon to become destroyed. Brandon and his ship became frozen in time, trapped near the event horizon of a black hole leaving them in virtual stasis for over 300 years however for Brandon it merely felt like the "blink of an eye".

[hider=Plot]A captain/commander (Chief Master Sargent) wakes up years (maybe even centuries) after being frozen in a time continuum where he does not age. Maybe the military spaceship is rescued by some smaller salvage ship with a handful of crew. They decide to work together to restore peace and order to the known universes and planets. Of course, a blossoming romance can happen between the salvage ship captain/crew members and the military ship captain. Maybe one of the planets they help has an adventure-seeking, skill-heavy (medic, herbology, engine, or technical skills) that wants to come along and join their cause, and ends up falling in love with the military ship captain. [/hider]