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RogerD said
If you copy paste it into a browser you enlarge it even more, if you haven't already done so. Now look even closer. They're researching wormhole technology in the top left for how the Narada arrived. On the screens on the right they found wreckage at Galorndon Core, which only happened in TNG, There's an Organian shuttle on Earth, the Vulcans are called the Confederacy of Surak. A ship like Enterprise but half the size. Enterprise shields are called Metaphysic shields. I mean it is seriously frickin' weird.EDIT: It's a shame we cannot exchange tech, but I 'spose Temporal Directives will prevent you from doing so, not sure about mine. Plus i guess we have an OP directive stopping that after last time.

Well, technically, you're in the past and I'm from the future... of two seperate universes, and we're both in god knows what Universe from the point of our respective captains... So there might be some opportunity for interpretation of the Temporal Directives.

Reusing an old CS that I never really got to use. I've been saving it for something like this. :D

Name:
Isis Iphigenia

Age:
17

Gender:
Female

Hometown:
London, England

Ultimate:
SHSL Hacker

Appearance:
Clean. Institutionally clean. Her hair is always neatly done and her clothes bloody spotless, like her room. She’d rather dress up than dress down, and likes blazers and suits.

Personality:

“Studies prove there is a direct correlation between obsessive cleaning and sociopathy, and by extension, the inclination to display violence or otherwise exhibit anti-social behaviors.”
-Isis Iphigenia, AP Psychology paper.

Preppy, proactive, and friendly, Iphigenia is every bit the role-model high-school junior. A person that plays sports, sings karaoke, and is fantastic with electronics, she is seen by others as an easy to approach and amicable person. She is empathetic and has a stunning ability to lead, to the point that she was elected class representative at the beginning of her third year.

Yet something seems a bit off about her. Her jokes and comments always seem to allude to death or some other morbid joke. She is always crisp and neat and always wears well ironed, spotless clothes. If she gets a bit of dirt or some sort of stain on her clothes, she disappears for extended periods of time, only to appear with her hands in the pockets of new clothes, and a forced, demure smile.

Those that visit her home see a similar scene of neatness; the rooms are spotless, with nary a piece of dust to be found. Framed pictures are perfectly centered and horizontal to the ground, there is nothing on tables, and everything is inexplicably lined up, with no crooked placements to be found. Even her computer space is sterile; for an electronics guru like her, that is unusual indeed. Wires are perfectly coiled, discs neatly arranged and cataloged, and the PC desktop is almost always spotless. Alongside her neatly arranged collection of computer and audio equipment is a disconcerting collection of knives and scalpels in a Pelican case, with many of the spots for the weapons empty, presumably on her person.

These signs are simply preludes to a much more sinister condition. As she constantly alludes, she is in fact, a closet psychopath with no moral qualms in killing. The only reason she hasn’t stuck a hunting knife in somebody’s back or slit somebody’s throat with a scalpel is because she’s fully aware of her own condition to the point where she emphasizes with others --but just doesn’t really care-- and can essentially turn it off at will. Ultimately, she has enough self-restraint to not go on a super stabby-spree. Even then, the only reason she does that is because she doesn’t trust herself to not get caught killing somebody, and getting stuck in a looney-bin while the government attempts to brainwash you and feed you apple sauce every day is not a very enjoyable pastime.

Now, don’t get her wrong, she is not the type to explode or go batshit insane. She’s actually pretty reliable, and just likes poking things. With knives. Don’t get in her way, don’t mess up her things, and don’t drug her up with god knows what, and you’ll have a pretty reliable gray-hat hacker comrade.

Biography:

Iphigenia was a junior high school student in London before recently moving to the United States. From a young age, the control-seeking girl recognized that the growing computer industry was the place to go and took up basic programming on her own. It quickly became her main hobby, and as she grew older, her sphere of influence expanded to include computer hardware, radio, audio, and general electronics.

Throughout her life, she was always the smart, popular girl that knew a bit about computers. To others, this seemed normal enough, but Iphigenia began to take it to the next level, first delving into hacking, then spying on others, and then social engineering.

After getting into high school, she joined the robotics team and joined a programming club. This was also the time that Iphigenia became a little more… unstable. She began to keep an unusual amount of tabs on her fellow students through her skills, and on the odd occasion, would use this and the threat of violence as blackmail for the times where things... didn't go as well as they should.

She has no real aim in life; no life goal, no ultimate dream, but she really likes pursuing her hobbies. In sophomore year, she started doing freelance work for large companies as a “security analyst,” in which she would attempt to crack, break in, neutralize, or otherwise defeat big corporate security measures. It was a high paying job for a well-rounded analyst. Each commission brought her up to $15,000 on average upon each successful completion, and she never failed to break in to a company. She would use this money to fund her hobbies, and had put together an absurdly well-funded campaign for student council president until she decided to transfer.

Strengths:
Knife-fighting, self-defense, electronics, lock picking, parkour, lying, self-restraint.

Weaknesses:
Dirt, boredom, lying, absence of technology, absence of weapons.

Fears:
Loss of self-control, situations beyond her control.

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