ClocktowerEchos

Eden(Small-scale Space NRP)

A video to give an idea of what they want to be seen as in terms of PR (start at 42 seconds in)

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𝘼𝙩𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘

"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘺 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥"

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♦️ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭
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Government

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The ACR holds on to the vestiges of democracy, blending the remains of the Apavock Republic with corporate management to from something fairly unique. Everyone employed by Atlas (read: basically everyone) is given a share of the company and although small, means they are entitled to Promotion Elections. These elections are the process which a workplace votes in their new managers (with final approval coming from even hire up) and are staggered to make sure that they don't happen all at the same time, breaking the system. These elections are as much about skill and leadership as they are about popularity and intrigue, especially once you get to the higher ranks.

After being elected, each supervisor gets the right to vote for a manager, who then can vote for a branch manager and upwards. Generally speaking, the higher one wishes the climb, the more stock in the company they must have. Stock can be bought using money and can be considered a safe investment but it is still very expensive. High level offices are effectively gated by these stock requirements, officially to make sure that "those charged with the responsibility have shown enough aptitude and commitment as required", but in reality is to prevent someone from rapidly climbing the ladder without paying their dues.

At the very top is the Board of Directors, with each Director overseeing a major Subsidiary Group (basically Department or Ministry) who elect a CEO from among their ranks. They too also technically started at the bottom once; its just so happens that they got a head start from daddy, knew the right people and greased the right palms. Of course, they still preach "lifting yourself with your bootstraps" capitalism to those who didn't have a silver spoon to solidify their power while pushing the idea that the ACR is the true successor of the Apavock Republic. The Board has learned enough from their experiences that they cannot use the same business-like mindset for running an actual government and have become willing to accept things which do not promise a return on a investment.

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♦️ 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭
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Economy

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Although the Atlas Corporation has a number of holdings, subsidiaries and partnered companies that all produce a number of goods and offer a number of services for both domestic and foreign consumption and trade, there are three main components which form the pillar of their economy. In addition, Atlas serves as a hub of transportation between the Core and the Frontier, offering rest, relaxation and resupply to vessels going both ways.

Asteroid Mining & Rare Minerals:

Being located on the Mid Rim and Frontier, as well as having a number of large, mineral rich asteroid belts in their systems have proven to have been quite the windfall, even during the Apavock Republic. Everything from common iron to expensive gold to even more esoteric ores can be found in the domain of Atlas. They also have a number of dedicated foundries on planets and in space stations who refine and create alloys although the lion share of the output is reserved for domestic usage. Much of these raw minerals, smelted metals and refined alloys are sold to nearby systems for the creation of everything from star ships to consumer electronics.

Most interestingly though, has been the discovery of a breed of rust-colored algae who devour industrial waste and a special nutrient synthesis (a closely guarded secret) and secret a byproduct that can be used in the creation of stronger alloys. This "Algaeic Alloy" is not listed for sale by any official Atlas outlets, but smugglers have managed to get samples past Atlas Security forces for other empires to experiment with.

Mercenary Guards & Frontier Escort:

Located between what is affectionately known as "Civilized Space" and "the Wildlands", the ACR is no stranger to the dangers of the frontier. Indeed, it was regular pirate raids that forced the Apavock Republic to become so militarized and nationalistic and even before the Atlas Initiative, a number of interstellar companies had lobbied for the right to arm their convoys and ships for protection. Although pirate activities have lessened in recent times, there is still plenty of dangers out there but Atlas promises to keep anyone who pays safe. Outside of just protecting settlers, prospectors and travelers, Atlas PMCs have been seen guarding compounds, extracting VIPs, putting down rebellions, and protecting delegations. In more recent years however, they've become more reluctant in hiring their PMCs for more offensive jobs out of fear that PMCs might be forced to turn their guns on each other and of any PR scandals their mercenaries might be a part of.

Higher Education & Research Centers:

Although not nearly as prestigious, rigorous or elite as those found in the CCN, Atlas hosts a number of colleges, academies and universities for those seeking higher education and learning, for a... modest fee. True that the requirements for enrollment are far less strict and binding than that of the CCN's universities on in the Core Worlds and at first glance also appear to be much cheaper, if one was to properly do the math, they will find that Atlas as expertly figured out how to nickle and dime these students for as much as they can and how to sell the most amount of stuff to them all without letting them feel the true financial brunt. Indeed the fact that Atlas offers many work-study and part time job listings helps offset these monetary requirements.

Beyond that, Atlas proudly claims the title of the best equipped and financed research centers, engineering foundries and physics laboratories in the Mid Rim. As with much of their expat population, they attract a number of learned individuals who seek a work place with more lax restrictions and facilities able to match their ambitions. There is a reason why Atlas doesn't insure its research labs anymore unless they have proven to be stable both financially and structurally.

Recently, a push towards amusement complexes and themed mega-parks are being built near the Core Worlds to boost tourism and visitation to the ACR, promising to deliver every type of fantasy for all ages and "accurate interpretations" of life on the Frontier. Efforts to increase multimedia productions on movies and screen shows
have bore some initial success with a handful of rising celebrities becoming known across multiple systems for their acting, dancing, singing or entertaining.

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♦️ 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤
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Culture

Everyone gets a (tiny) share in the company
You get nickled and dimed for everything
There is nothing that isn't corp influenced
For a lot of things, the Corp is fairly hands off
Even the black markets have licenses
Just about all media consumed is domestically made or at least Corp approved

♦️ 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
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Planets and Systems

♦️ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬
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Military/Civilian Assets

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Powered Exo Frames: Originally used just for mining and heavy industrial work, Individual Powered Exoskeleton Frames (IPEFs or just "Exos"/"Frames"/"Ipevies" for short) have become a common sight in the ACR. Almost all Employees wear one of some level of complexity and advancements. Many aspects of everyday life have become integrated with the Frames as seen by the fact that while most do not possess personal vehicles, a popular form of public transit is the "Lift Rails" which allow a user to be picked up by their Frames and travel between stations in urban areas. More advanced models require the installation of a Neural Network Ingratiation Port, but lower end models don't.

Multi Media Megastudios: Recently developed in Atlas's attempts to break out in the wider media industry, these MMM Studios are massive installations and centers that can be likened to entire towns dedicated to media production which can be specialized towards a genre.. A movie can be entirely created in ones of these MMM Studios needing only minimal outside help. Through the use of technology and advanced SFX, these studios can replicate huge, elaborate movie and TV sets from small cozy towns to massive open battlefields with thousands of soldiers. The critically acclaimed "Black Orchestra" and "Kingmaker" have been produced in these MMM Studios.

Smart AI Droids: Originally created to help with the massive calumniation for business transactions, projections and calculations, the development of AI has benefited greatly from Atlas's more relaxed regulations on research centers. Now they are used in many aspects of life from calculating FTL travel, to guiding military munitions, to helping predict the weather. Recently a push has been made to give these AIs more physical bodies and rumor has it that the next generation of "Synthetics" are soon to arrive. Within Atlas, AI are considered as alive as any organic being even if Rampancy means their lives are shorter than most.

Iron Bastion PD System: Perhaps the most famous of Atlas's military developments, the IBPDS is a system which combines target computers, advanced flak guns and electronic warfare to help sheild ships from both strike craft and space-born missiles and torpedoes, both of which are favorites of pirates. Atlas claims it to be the "best ship point defense system in the galaxy" and while it hasn't been put up against many other dedicated warships, its record against pirate fleets and raiders is very impressive, and profitable.

Type 80b Sublight Detection System: Another instrument created for anti-piracy duties, the Type 80b Harold-Yangamok Interstellar Sublight Signal Detection and Interdiction System, or simply the Type 80b Radar is Atlas's primary defense against cloaked pirate vessels laying in ambush. Like the Iron Bastion PDS, its worth against high end military stealth ships is dubious at best, Atlas ships have rarely fallen for invisible traps since its creation and mass installation.

Mass Conveyors: While its true that the Atlas Navy doesn't have many battleship-sized warships, it would be a mistake to claim that Atlas overall doesn't have many battleship-sized ships. Many of these larger models are officially known as "Mass Conveyors", huge vessels dedicated to mining, resource extraction, refinement, storage and production. They can easily be seen as factory ships it often being said that you can tell how much influence Atlas has in a system based on the number of Mass Conveyors there are.

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♦️ 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥
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Ground Forces

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With its roots in business, Atlas technically does not have an army and instead has an "Asset Protection and Security Division". The APSD or simply "Atlas Security" is geared entire towards anti-piracy actions and trade protection. Recruits from within Atlas Space are given better pay and a promise of increased stock in the company in exchange for their service. However, Atlas also enjoys hiring soldiers from other nations, promising a generous rewards package, an ID scrub and a chance to start anew at Atlas. Much of their day to day operations however, is actually internal policing with the assistance of a dedicated Private Eye group.

Each Guard undergoes modest surgery to install a Neural Network Port, allowing them to wear the Exo Frames and Exo Armors that are standard issued to each Guard. They are designed to be approachable and friendly, part of an on going hearts and mind campaign to humanize the Guard so that common people can really trust them (and hopefully hire them). They are considered inferior to many other standing armies but collectively are used to combat and fairly experienced either because of an individual background or having to deal with regular pirate raids/PMC assignments. Much of their day to day weaponry is close quarters: TSS-5c "Automag" handguns, TSMP-22 "Blitzer" SMGs, and TSE-08 "Dinnerbell" Shotguns. Traditional assault rifles, heavy ordinance, snipers and other traditional military equipment is not commonly carried by Atlas Guards but are instead typically used by either Atlas PMCs or the Legion.

The Legion is the offensive arm to the APSD's typically defensive stance. They are assault shock marines, often tasked with raiding criminal compounds, boarding pirate vessels and storming raider lairs. Legionaries are given a much more intensive set of augmentations, enhancements and training to put them on par with the special forces of other empires. Equipped with heavier weapons and a full set of powered PALADIN War Plate which unlike traditional combat armor used by the Guards, completely obscures the person wearing it, they are brutally efficient at their jobs. A number of movies and games featuring them as the main character have seen critical and profitable success making their distinct armor and emblem well known across the galaxy.

Atlas PMCs form a core part of many Frontier expeditions and even Core World guards. They can be seen everywhere from patrolling Atlas branch offices, rescuing VIPs, delivering dangerous or sensitive materials, bolstering local law enforcement, protecting politicians and guarding convoys. Only APSD Guards are eligable to be hired at a variety of costs depending on whats needed with the Legion being exclusively for Atlas's personal use. In recent times, Atlas has become much more cautious as to who they hire their PMCs out to after several were found to be used as mercenaries in less than savory plots which costed Atlas some valuable PR.

Atlas Guards

Atlas PMC

Atlas Legionary

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Naval Elements

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As shipping and transporting goods is a cornerstone of intergalactic business, the Atlas Mercantile Void Fleet (AMVF) is constantly at odds with the ASPD over resources and budget allocations. Like the ASPD, the AMVF is optimized against raiders and pirates meaning that what they lack in pure broadside and offensive weaponry, they make up for in some of the best point defense and star fighters. Atlas possesses few dedicated warships, many easily falling into the classification of "armed merchant vessels"

Atlas Ships feature less heavy firepower but have a number of drones, airwings and boarding parties at their disposal along with arguably one of the most sophisticated Point Defense systems. Atlas is willing to sell some models of unarmed vessels to civilians and their semi-private contractors; in the Frontier the Atlas logo and ships are a common sight in places of activity and interest.

Ship Manifest

QUICKSILVER-CLASS CLIPPER The smallest of these are the Clipper ships, nimble and used mostly for high speed delivery of VIPs, executives and other important personnel. The Quicksilver-class is meant more for civilian use, boasting one of the fastest sublight engines on the market that don't have a chance of exploding whenever you use them. It also has a fairly sophisticated array of scanners and signal jammers, nominally used as a scouting ship during raids but mostly so that anyone inside isn't hounded by paparazzi.

WEST WIND-CLASS CLIPPER The smallest of these are the Clipper ships, nimble and used mostly for high speed delivery of VIPs, executives and other important personnel. The West Wind was one of the designs produced during the Rylicade Reformations where many of the now famous "flying bricks" where created. Unlike the Quicksilver, the West Wind was created with security use in mind. It has much more customizable cargo and passenger space, making it able to be adapted to a number of different roles from transporting charity to delivering Legionaries to pirate bases.

MARATHON-CLASS CARRACKS Carracks are the most ubiquitous vessel of Atlas, flashing the stylized letter A logo and the Atlas promise of a new tomorrow of prosperity. Marathon-class Carracks are the most efficient yet least armed ships of the AMVF, only having high effective PD flak and barriers. Marathons however, are fairly heavily armed and some bold (or desperate) captains have been known to ram their ships into pirate vessels. Despite how common of this style of self sacrifice is glorified in holo-vids produced by Atlas, official doctrine heavily discourages this practice.

WOLF-CLASS CARRACKS Carracks are the most ubiquitous vessel of Atlas, flashing the stylized letter A logo and the Atlas promise of a new tomorrow of prosperity. Designed during the Rylicade Reformation, the Wolf-class was originally intended to be used in orbital construction and mining. As such, while it boasts a fairly small compliments of weapons, it possesses a very strong "Void Tether", a tractor beam used for stabilizing stations and pulling asteroids. "Wolf Packs" have been known to descend on ships and use their void tethers to effectively rip apart their hulls in a brutally satisfying display of savagery.

SCION-CLASS GUNBOATS Gunboats are one of the few ships designed purely for security, having no intentions of carrying any significant cargo. Equipped with the standard compliment of "Iron Bastion" point defense suite, Gunboats also carry the first actual munitions on an Atlas vessel. They come 20 FDE-8 Energy turrets mounted on platforms on either side of the ship (10 on each side, 5 on top of the platform, 5 on the bottom), as well as a pair of torpedo tubes. Gunboats can comfortably serve as the mobile base for a small unit of Guards, able to carry up to 1 company of soldiers with all their (limited) gear while still having enough room to have a number of recon drones.

OLYMPIAN-CLASS FRIGATE Lovingly called the "Flying Brick", the Atlas Frigate is a mixed design ship, capable of being fully militarized, fully civilian or a hybrid of both. A favorite tactic of Atlas is to have a mix of different configurations of Frigates to ensure pirates never know which ones have guns or not until they open fire. It was originally envisioned as a transport for volatile minerals and unstable compounds, many of the armor upgrades and interior bulkheads meant to protect the crew in case of a leak are just as capable when under combat situations.

ORDINAL-CLASS HEAVY FRIGATE Somewehre between a frigate and a galleon, the Ordinal-Class is perhaps the most iconic ship design to come out of the Rylicade Reformation and the forebearer of all other similar sihp designs. No Atlas fleet is complete without at least a few of these ships and their captains are held in arguably higher respect than that of Galleons for the fact they don't have the luxury of being able to stand back away from combat. Many semi-private contractors utilize an Ordinal as the head of their personal fleets and is considered perhaps the best ship to ever be made by Atlas with its balance of firepower, cargo capacity, speed and drone control systems.

DAEDALUS-CLASS GALLEON Quite literally what happens when you turn a super freighter into a warship, the Daedalus was created shortly after the fall of the Apavock Republic and formed the basis of the first fleet. Although in more modern times, its unarmored civilian model is more common, several Daedalus still remain in active service for their unmatched size, fire power and also extensive drone runways, control hubs and support modules.

LEVIATHAN-CLASS GALLEON Built on the frame of a mass conveyor and orbital factory, Leviathans live up to their name with their ability to function as a mobile base for entire security and peacekeeping operations. Unlike many Atlas ships, it features full broadside capabilities. Its can let loose devastating salvos to accompany ground landings supported by strike craft wings and missile batteries. Frontier justice has never looked so intimidating.

♦️ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝
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Company Record

- Apavock Republic was a nation located in the Mid Rim with some holdings in the Frontier, very nationalistic and fairly militarized due to constant pirate raids
- A series of bad leaders who made bad choices and especially deadly pirate attacks crippled the Republic who was further crippled by infighting and politicking
- Several corporations tried to come together to create the Atlas Initiative to support the failing government and help prop it up
- Things only got worse and the Atlas Initiative had to take on more and more government responsibilities instead of just giving funding
- When it became clear that the Apavock Republic was in its death throws, the companies behind the Atlas Initiative merged into the Atlas Corporation; it wasn't hard since they were at this point one of the few remaining legitimate powers and employed most of the people in the Republic
- Soon after its formation, they went to battle with a Pirate Warlord hoping to try and use the corpse of the Republic as his new empire, only after heavy looses and the destruction of one of the Republic's greatest warships did Atlas realize that they couldn't simply operate as a normal profit-focused business and that their responsibilities as the continuation of the Republic meant they would have to make sacrifices.
- Recent they've started to push back into the Frontier to expand their holdings

Clock's Clockery of Clockage for Clocky CS's

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𝘼𝙩𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘

"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘺 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥"

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♦️ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭
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Government

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The ACR holds on to the vestiges of democracy, blending the remains of the Apavock Republic with corporate management to from something fairly unique. Everyone employed by Atlas (read: basically everyone) is given a share of the company and although small, means they are entitled to Promotion Elections. These elections are the process which a workplace votes in their new managers (with final approval coming from even hire up) and are staggered to make sure that they don't happen all at the same time, breaking the system. These elections are as much about skill and leadership as they are about popularity and intrigue, especially once you get to the higher ranks.

After being elected, each supervisor gets the right to vote for a manager, who then can vote for a branch manager and upwards. Generally speaking, the higher one wishes the climb, the more stock in the company they must have. Stock can be bought using money and can be considered a safe investment but it is still very expensive. High level offices are effectively gated by these stock requirements, officially to make sure that "those charged with the responsibility have shown enough aptitude and commitment as required", but in reality is to prevent someone from rapidly climbing the ladder without paying their dues.

At the very top is the Board of Directors, with each Director overseeing a major Subsidiary Group (basically Department or Ministry) who elect a CEO from among their ranks. They too also technically started at the bottom once; its just so happens that they got a head start from daddy, knew the right people and greased the right palms. Of course, they still preach "lifting yourself with your bootstraps" capitalism to those who didn't have a silver spoon to solidify their power while pushing the idea that the ACR is the true successor of the Apavock Republic. The Board has learned enough from their experiences that they cannot use the same business-like mindset for running an actual government and have become willing to accept things which do not promise a return on a investment.

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♦️ 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭
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Economy

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Although the Atlas Corporation has a number of holdings, subsidiaries and partnered companies that all produce a number of goods and offer a number of services for both domestic and foreign consumption and trade, there are three main components which form the pillar of their economy. In addition, Atlas serves as a hub of transportation between the Core and the Frontier, offering rest, relaxation and resupply to vessels going both ways.

Asteroid Mining & Rare Minerals:

Being located on the Mid Rim and Frontier, as well as having a number of large, mineral rich asteroid belts in their systems have proven to have been quite the windfall, even during the Apavock Republic. Everything from common iron to expensive gold to even more esoteric ores can be found in the domain of Atlas. They also have a number of dedicated foundries on planets and in space stations who refine and create alloys although the lion share of the output is reserved for domestic usage. Much of these raw minerals, smelted metals and refined alloys are sold to nearby systems for the creation of everything from star ships to consumer electronics.

Most interestingly though, has been the discovery of a breed of rust-colored algae who devour industrial waste and a special nutrient synthesis (a closely guarded secret) and secret a byproduct that can be used in the creation of stronger alloys. This "Algaeic Alloy" is not listed for sale by any official Atlas outlets, but smugglers have managed to get samples past Atlas Security forces for other empires to experiment with.

Mercenary Guards & Frontier Escort:

Located between what is affectionately known as "Civilized Space" and "the Wildlands", the ACR is no stranger to the dangers of the frontier. Indeed, it was regular pirate raids that forced the Apavock Republic to become so militarized and nationalistic and even before the Atlas Initiative, a number of interstellar companies had lobbied for the right to arm their convoys and ships for protection. Although pirate activities have lessened in recent times, there is still plenty of dangers out there but Atlas promises to keep anyone who pays safe. Outside of just protecting settlers, prospectors and travelers, Atlas PMCs have been seen guarding compounds, extracting VIPs, putting down rebellions, and protecting delegations. In more recent years however, they've become more reluctant in hiring their PMCs for more offensive jobs out of fear that PMCs might be forced to turn their guns on each other and of any PR scandals their mercenaries might be a part of.

Higher Education & Research Centers:

Although not nearly as prestigious, rigorous or elite as those found in the CCN, Atlas hosts a number of colleges, academies and universities for those seeking higher education and learning, for a... modest fee. True that the requirements for enrollment are far less strict and binding than that of the CCN's universities on in the Core Worlds and at first glance also appear to be much cheaper, if one was to properly do the math, they will find that Atlas as expertly figured out how to nickle and dime these students for as much as they can and how to sell the most amount of stuff to them all without letting them feel the true financial brunt. Indeed the fact that Atlas offers many work-study and part time job listings helps offset these monetary requirements.

Beyond that, Atlas proudly claims the title of the best equipped and financed research centers, engineering foundries and physics laboratories in the Mid Rim. As with much of their expat population, they attract a number of learned individuals who seek a work place with more lax restrictions and facilities able to match their ambitions. There is a reason why Atlas doesn't insure its research labs anymore unless they have proven to be stable both financially and structurally.

Recently, a push towards amusement complexes and themed mega-parks are being built near the Core Worlds to boost tourism and visitation to the ACR, promising to deliver every type of fantasy for all ages and "accurate interpretations" of life on the Frontier. Efforts to increase multimedia productions on movies and screen shows
have bore some initial success with a handful of rising celebrities becoming known across multiple systems for their acting, dancing, singing or entertaining.

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♦️ 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤
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Culture

Everyone gets a (tiny) share in the company
You get nickled and dimed for everything
There is nothing that isn't corp influenced
For a lot of things, the Corp is fairly hands off
Even the black markets have licenses
Just about all media consumed is domestically made or at least Corp approved

♦️ 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
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Planets and Systems

2 Mid Rim Systems
1 Frontier System

♦️ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬
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Military/Civilian Assets

Poggers in chat pls

♦️ 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥
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Ground Forces

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With its roots in business, Atlas technically does not have an army and instead has an "Asset Protection and Security Division". The APSD or simply "Atlas Security" is geared entire towards anti-piracy actions and trade protection. Recruits from within Atlas Space are given better pay and a promise of increased stock in the company in exchange for their service. However, Atlas also enjoys hiring soldiers from other nations, promising a generous rewards package, an ID scrub and a chance to start anew at Atlas. Much of their day to day operations however, is actually internal policing with the assistance of a dedicated Private Eye group.

Each Guard undergoes modest surgery to install a Neural Network Port, allowing them to wear the Exo Frames and Exo Armors that are standard issued to each Guard. They are designed to be approachable and friendly, part of an on going hearts and mind campaign to humanize the Guard so that common people can really trust them (and hopefully hire them). They are considered inferior to many other standing armies but collectively are used to combat and fairly experienced either because of an individual background or having to deal with regular pirate raids/PMC assignments. Much of their day to day weaponry is close quarters: TSS-5c "Automag" handguns, TSMP-22 "Blitzer" SMGs, and TSE-08 "Dinnerbell" Shotguns. Traditional assault rifles, heavy ordinance, snipers and other traditional military equipment is not commonly carried by Atlas Guards but are instead typically used by either Atlas PMCs or the Legion.

The Legion is the offensive arm to the APSD's typically defensive stance. They are assault shock marines, often tasked with raiding criminal compounds, boarding pirate vessels and storming raider lairs. Legionaries are given a much more intensive set of augmentations, enhancements and training to put them on par with the special forces of other empires. Equipped with heavier weapons and a full set of powered PALADIN War Plate which unlike traditional combat armor used by the Guards, completely obscures the person wearing it, they are brutally efficient at their jobs. A number of movies and games featuring them as the main character have seen critical and profitable success making their distinct armor and emblem well known across the galaxy.

Atlas PMCs form a core part of many Frontier expeditions and even Core World guards. They can be seen everywhere from patrolling Atlas branch offices, rescuing VIPs, delivering dangerous or sensitive materials, bolstering local law enforcement, protecting politicians and guarding convoys. Only APSD Guards are eligable to be hired at a variety of costs depending on whats needed with the Legion being exclusively for Atlas's personal use. In recent times, Atlas has become much more cautious as to who they hire their PMCs out to after several were found to be used as mercenaries in less than savory plots which costed Atlas some valuable PR.

Atlas Guards

Atlas PMC

Atlas Legionary

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Naval Elements

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As shipping and transporting goods is a cornerstone of intergalactic business, the Atlas Mercantile Void Fleet (AMVF) is constantly at odds with the ASPD over resources and budget allocations. Like the ASPD, the AMVF is optimized against raiders and pirates meaning that what they lack in pure broadside and offensive weaponry, they make up for in some of the best point defense and star fighters. Atlas possesses few dedicated warships, many easily falling into the classification of "armed merchant vessels"

Atlas Ships feature less heavy firepower but have a number of drones, airwings and boarding parties at their disposal along with arguably one of the most sophisticated Point Defense systems. Atlas is willing to sell some models of unarmed vessels to civilians and their semi-private contractors; in the Frontier the Atlas logo and ships are a common sight in places of activity and interest.

Ship Manifest

SILVERED-CLASS CLIPPER The smallest of these are the Clipper ships, nimble and used mostly for high speed delivery of VIPs, executives and other important personnel. The Silvered-class is meant more for civilian use, boasting one of the fastest sublight engines on the market that don't have a chance of exploding whenever you use them. It also has a fairly sophisticated array of scanners and signal jammers, nominally used as a scouting ship during raids but mostly so that anyone inside isn't hounded by paparazzi.

WEST WIND-CLASS CLIPPER The smallest of these are the Clipper ships, nimble and used mostly for high speed delivery of VIPs, executives and other important personnel. The West Wind was one of the designs produced during the Rylicade Reformations where many of the now famous "flying bricks" where created. Unlike the Silvered, the West Wind was created with security use in mind. It has much more customizable cargo and passenger space, making it able to be adapted to a number of different roles from transporting charity to delivering Legionaries to pirate bases.

MARATHON-CLASS CARRACKS Carracks are the most ubiquitous vessel of Atlas, flashing the stylized letter A logo and the Atlas promise of a new tomorrow of prosperity. Marathon-class Carracks are the most efficient yet least armed ships of the AMVF, only having high effective PD flak and barriers. Marathons however, are fairly heavily armed and some bold (or desperate) captains have been known to ram their ships into pirate vessels. Despite how common of this style of self sacrifice is glorified in holo-vids produced by Atlas, official doctrine heavily discourages this practice.

WOLF-CLASS CARRACKS Carracks are the most ubiquitous vessel of Atlas, flashing the stylized letter A logo and the Atlas promise of a new tomorrow of prosperity. Designed during the Rylicade Reformation, the Wolf-class was originally intended to be used in orbital construction and mining. As such, while it boasts a fairly small compliments of weapons, it possesses a very strong "Void Tether", a tractor beam used for stabilizing stations and pulling asteroids. "Wolf Packs" have been known to descend on ships and use their void tethers to effectively rip apart their hulls in a brutally satisfying display of savagery.

SCION-CLASS GUNBOATS Gunboats are one of the few ships designed purely for security, having no intentions of carrying any significant cargo. Equipped with the standard compliment of "Iron Bastion" point defense suite, Gunboats also carry the first actual munitions on an Atlas vessel. They come 20 FDE-8 Energy turrets mounted on platforms on either side of the ship (10 on each side, 5 on top of the platform, 5 on the bottom), as well as a pair of torpedo tubes. Gunboats can comfortably serve as the mobile base for a small unit of Guards, able to carry up to 1 company of soldiers with all their (limited) gear while still having enough room to have a number of recon drones.

OLYMPIAN-CLASS FRIGATE Lovingly called the "Flying Brick", the Atlas Frigate is a mixed design ship, capable of being fully militarized, fully civilian or a hybrid of both. A favorite tactic of Atlas is to have a mix of different configurations of Frigates to ensure pirates never know which ones have guns or not until they open fire. It was originally envisioned as a transport for volatile minerals and unstable compounds, many of the armor upgrades and interior bulkheads meant to protect the crew in case of a leak are just as capable when under combat situations.

ORDINAL-CLASS HEAVY FRIGATE Somewehre between a frigate and a galleon, the Ordinal-Class is perhaps the most iconic ship design to come out of the Rylicade Reformation and the forebearer of all other similar sihp designs. No Atlas fleet is complete without at least a few of these ships and their captains are held in arguably higher respect than that of Galleons for the fact they don't have the luxury of being able to stand back away from combat. Many semi-private contractors utilize an Ordinal as the head of their personal fleets and is considered perhaps the best ship to ever be made by Atlas with its balance of firepower, cargo capacity, speed and drone control systems.

DAEDALUS-CLASS GALLEON Quite literally what happens when you turn a super freighter into a warship, the Daedalus was created shortly after the fall of the Apavock Republic and formed the basis of the first fleet. Although in more modern times, its unarmored civilian model is more common, several Daedalus still remain in active service for their unmatched size, fire power and also extensive drone runways, control hubs and support modules.

LEVIATHAN-CLASS GALLEON Built on the frame of a mass conveyor and orbital factory, Leviathans live up to their name with their ability to function as a mobile base for entire security and peacekeeping operations. Unlike many Atlas ships, it features full broadside capabilities. Its can let loose devastating salvos to accompany ground landings supported by strike craft wings and missile batteries. Frontier justice has never looked so intimidating.

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♦️ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝
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Company Record

- Apavock Republic was a nation located in the Mid Rim with some holdings in the Frontier, very nationalistic and fairly militarized due to constant pirate raids
- A series of bad leaders who made bad choices and especially deadly pirate attacks crippled the Republic who was further crippled by infighting and politicking
- Several corporations tried to come together to create the Atlas Initiative to support the failing government and help prop it up
- Things only got worse and the Atlas Initiative had to take on more and more government responsibilities instead of just giving funding
- When it became clear that the Apavock Republic was in its death throws, the companies behind the Atlas Initiative merged into the Atlas Corporation; it wasn't hard since they were at this point one of the few remaining legitimate powers and employed most of the people in the Republic
- Soon after its formation, they went to battle with a Pirate Warlord hoping to try and use the corpse of the Republic as his new empire, only after heavy looses and the destruction of one of the Republic's greatest warships did Atlas realize that they couldn't simply operate as a normal profit-focused business and that their responsibilities as the continuation of the Republic meant they would have to make sacrifices.
- Recent they've started to push back into the Frontier to expand their holdings

When Royalty Collides

Prince Zheng Hu of Liang, the Tiger-Tailed Fox

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"Those too afraid to wield their power deserve to have none at all." - Zheng

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♦️ ɴᴀᴍᴇ
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Hu Zheng, or his alias Huwei Huli (虎尾狐狸 / "Tiger Tailed Fox")

♦️ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ
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Head of Section 4 of the Office of Military Intelligence

♦️ ᴀɢᴇ
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24

♦️ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
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Male

♦️ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ
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Heterosexual

♦️ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
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• Hair: Zheng has straight black hair, usually combed back and kept in place with gel or pomade.
• Eyes: Dark coffee brown
• Height: 6 ft, 1 in
• Body Type: Average with moderate musculature
• Clothing Style: Zheng prefers very professional and military like clothing owning a number of suits, military dress uniforms, large overcoats and mysterious sunglasses and face scarves.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Although he boasts a number of small scars and cuts, the most notable is the fact he is missing his left arm and has it replaced with a prosthetic

♦️ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
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Zheng is a man of many masks yet few words. Outwardly he projects a sense of refinement and highborn sophistication; a gentleman who appreciates the finer things in life with an air of superiority. He can quote poetry and books, write fine calligraphy, knows enough about wine to be a decent sommelier and can carry conversations of philosophy, history and other lofty intellectual topics at length.

Beneath this is however, is a sort of cold, ruthless cunning driven by ambition and want. His two greatest sins are likely that of pride and envy in equal parts as he feels a need to constantly prove himself. He knows exactly what he wants and he cares little for how he get it. Some who have had the misfortune of seeing this side of him have noted how cruel and sadistic he can be but this isn't quite true. While yes he can easily seem pathetic and sadistic, he doesn't derive anymore pleasure from his plotting and scheming any more than one does swatting flies. Famously stoic and enigmatic, Zheng is infamously hard to read as he conceals both his emotions and his many secrets extraordinarily well.

Zheng takes his duties very seriously and finds himself above such things as social media and other "distractions"; the very nature of his job also prefers that he stays out of sight and out of mind as much as possible. He has managed to get more people killed, injured or detained through words than his own hands, but not for a lack of trying. He knows that some, if not many, consider him a villain to some degree but Zheng doesn't care much for it and has even used his reputation as leverage. To him, the world is but a great game of chess and while he is no grand master player, he will ensure that he will stand atop it all when it is all over.

♦️ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
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• His Job
• People who actually get things done
• People who can actually carry out their threats on their own
• Liang
• When his plans work
• Pork Belly

♦️ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
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• People who sit on their ass and don't do anything
• Inflated Egos
• People who think they're too smart for their own good
• Modern notions of high idealism
• Young Plucky Rebels/Aggitators
• Pickled Radish

♦️ ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ
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According to official records, Zheng was born a relative of the Mei Clan and was sent through a normal noble path through the army. He made friends, he did well in school, he was given a commission in the Imperial Army and now serves as a Captain for the 54th Mechanized Infantry Brigade. A fairly normal, mundane history with an under tone of duty and service. A history that is of course, a lie.

In truth, Zheng was indeed a relative of the Mei clan, but distant and lack any of the frills of nobility growing up. He lived among commoners, collected firewood and did odd jobs for money and went to a public school where he made few friends yet always seemed to know what was going on. He knew how Xi was planning to break up with Ling, how Yue cheated on tests, why Huang was really absent from school. He never made a big deal out of his blood, but the rigors of living a poor life in a remote village taught him the value of hard work and that destiny must be sought after by any means necessary.

He was put on the radar when he got into a scuffle with another student that ended up in both of them going to the hospital with criminal charges being threatened. During this, word had finally reached the Emperor Ming that one distant relative was in trouble and asked what to do. Upon looking into the young Zheng Hu some more, he saw a spark of potential in him and had him bailed out, using some funds to move the capital and transferred into a private academy.

At the academy, Zheng remained his elusive and distant self while still somehow knowing what everyone was up to at all times. Now close within his personal observations, the Emperor felt as if his judgement was correct, Zheng was different than his peers. The boy took quickly to lessons of manners and etiquette and proved to be quite social when he opened up. Graduating with full honors, Zheng enlisted to an officer's training school where he focused his studies on intelligence gathering and information sciences.

Through the renewed assistance of the Emperor, Zheng found himself working under the tutelage of the head of Section 4 of the Office of Military Intelligence, the one whose sole focus was on external and foreign affairs. Again, he proved himself quite capable, so capable that when the previous head of Section 4 died of a sudden heart attack and left in his will that Zheng should take over, no one spoke out. No one who knew better than to try and call it out at least.

As with much of OMI, his records are unsurprisingly lacking and mostly empty although one notable thing that happened is, out of the many enemies he's made, one has stuck around. A woman named "Black Lilly" had made multiple attempts to either kill or hinder Zheng as he did the same, yet the two formed a sort of respect for each other that became much more intimate than you'd expect. This fling didn't last long, it never could, but to this day, Zheng still fondly refers to Black Lily as an "enemy with benefits". As he often jokes "I'm expecting a love letter death threat and an assassin at some point; its how I know Black Lily cares."

The story of how he lost his arm is a much more recent affair. With rumors of King Nikolas of the Koingsreich making moves to annex try and annex Liang filtering in, Zheng set out to make sure this wouldn't happen. With his network and informants and agents, he proved to be quite the thorn in the side of the Reich that his demise was deemed a threat to the Reich. Officially, he lost his arm when overseeing a military training exercise and a faulty grenade detonated close to him. A faulty grenade thrown by some armed foreign "envoys" dressed in black. During a very, very realistic training exercise that just happened to be near a frontier intelligence outpost.

Since this event, Zheng has redoubled his efforts to secure Liang from anything he deems a threat. Now, more than ever to him, the ends are the only things that will matter. As before, he's proven himself to be quite efficient and dutiful at his work. So good he is at it, he was even given an honorary title by the Emperor himself because of it. And he works to make sure people know he didn't receive out of pity or nepotism.

]♦️ ʙᴇᴛʀᴏᴛʜᴇᴅ
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TBD

]♦️ ᴍɪꜱᴄ
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Shido Nakamura // #96082b

(add anything you want; fun aesthetic-y stuff; please use hiders for any of these, pets, fun facts, etc)

Relationships

Z H E N G

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<sup><sub>"I'd be lying if I said I knew everyone intimately.
But about half of my job is government sanctioned lying."

⚜ Respects || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || § Tense || ♥ Crush || ⚤ Significant Other || ☠ Enemies</sub></sup>

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⚜ Beatrice Koing "Shrewd and cunning, another fox in the field." Zheng appreciates how Beatrice takes her role as princess seriously and never looses her composure or charm. Together, they could make Liang great again.

☯ § Raiden Zhao "He would make a fine prince, but he could have been so much more." Zheng has mixed feelings about Raiden; on one hand he seems to know not to fool around and sticks to a moral code but on the other hand Zheng feels that too much empathy will prevent him from making the hardest choices. His bunny is adorable though.

⚜ ☯ Cassandra O'Brien "Great is the engine fueled by ambition, greater still is the one controlled with skill." Although not a fan of her style, Zheng respects how quickly Cassandra has built up her little business empire. He owns a few watches from Janus Inc.

⚜ Marcela Castillo "From humble origins; a familiar story." From what Zheng has heard and read about, he does feel a little for Marcela's childhood. Again, she's a driven woman with not just the dreams to go places, but the drive to do so. The fact that she is willing to forgo the throne for her own path is something Zheng also respects.

☠ Han Nguyen "In her case, power corrupts even before she has any." Almost an anathema to Zheng, he see Han as an undisciplined upstart with no regard for her duties or country. She does what she wills, uncaring of the consequences and holds her tongue as well as Zheng thinks she will hold her country together. One day, she'll have to wake up from her childishness and Zheng would not be adverse to being the alarm clock.

§ Quentin Houston "A 19th century entertainer in manners and setting." Outwardly, Zheng is more than happy to engage in pleasantries and festivities with Quentin. However, he disagrees with his casual online attitude believing there are better ways of influencing people. To Zheng, Tessia challenges his notion that the past is something that should always be looked up too.

⚜ Erik Bel Auster "Finally, a worthy prince, a rightful king." In an age of nobles who forget their duties, Erik is a beacon of royal responsibilities. Zheng believes Erik will become one of the best rulers in Austerund's history and generally sees him as an equal. He thinks the marriage plan is foolish but wishes him good luck either way.

§ ☠ Catherine Almore "The louder the voice, the less subtle the deeds." Another highborn who doesn't understand the privilege or rules of their positions. If she wants to live among rats so much, then let her.

When Royalty Collides

@HaleyTheRandom@ayzrules Here's my dood, talked with Ayz about some things about him

Prince Zheng Hu of Liang, the Tiger-Tailed Fox

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"Those too afraid to wield their power deserve to have none at all." - Zheng

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---

♦️ ɴᴀᴍᴇ
――――――――――

Hu Zheng, or his alias Huwei Huli (虎尾狐狸 / "Tiger Tailed Fox")

♦️ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ
――――――――――

Head of Section 4 of the Office of Military Intelligence

♦️ ᴀɢᴇ
――――――――――

24

♦️ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
――――――――――

Male

♦️ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ
――――――――――

Heterosexual

♦️ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
――――――――――

• Hair: Zheng has straight black hair, usually combed back and kept in place with gel or pomade.
• Eyes: Dark coffee brown
• Height: 6 ft, 1 in
• Body Type: Average with moderate musculature
• Clothing Style: Zheng prefers very professional and military like clothing owning a number of suits, military dress uniforms, large overcoats and mysterious sunglasses and face scarves.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Although he boasts a number of small scars and cuts, the most notable is the fact he is missing his left arm and has it replaced with a prosthetic

♦️ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
――――――――――

Zheng is a man of many masks yet few words. Outwardly he projects a sense of refinement and highborn sophistication; a gentleman who appreciates the finer things in life with an air of superiority. He can quote poetry and books, write fine calligraphy, knows enough about wine to be a decent sommelier and can carry conversations of philosophy, history and other lofty intellectual topics at length.

Beneath this is however, is a sort of cold, ruthless cunning driven by ambition and want. His two greatest sins are likely that of pride and envy in equal parts as he feels a need to constantly prove himself. He knows exactly what he wants and he cares little for how he get it. Some who have had the misfortune of seeing this side of him have noted how cruel and sadistic he can be but this isn't quite true. While yes he can easily seem pathetic and sadistic, he doesn't derive anymore pleasure from his plotting and scheming any more than one does swatting flies. Famously stoic and enigmatic, Zheng is infamously hard to read as he conceals both his emotions and his many secrets extraordinarily well.

Zheng takes his duties very seriously and finds himself above such things as social media and other "distractions"; the very nature of his job also prefers that he stays out of sight and out of mind as much as possible. He has managed to get more people killed, injured or detained through words than his own hands, but not for a lack of trying. He knows that some, if not many, consider him a villain to some degree but Zheng doesn't care much for it and has even used his reputation as leverage. To him, the world is but a great game of chess and while he is no grand master player, he will ensure that he will stand atop it all when it is all over.

♦️ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
――――――――――

• His Job
• People who actually get things done
• People who can actually carry out their threats on their own
• Liang
• When his plans work
• Pork Belly

♦️ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
――――――――――

• People who sit on their ass and don't do anything
• Inflated Egos
• People who think they're too smart for their own good
• Modern notions of high idealism
• Young Plucky Rebels/Aggitators
• Pickled Radish

♦️ ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ
――――――――――

According to official records, Zheng was born a relative of the Mei Clan and was sent through a normal noble path through the army. He made friends, he did well in school, he was given a commission in the Imperial Army and now serves as a Captain for the 54th Mechanized Infantry Brigade. A fairly normal, mundane history with an under tone of duty and service. A history that is of course, a lie.

In truth, Zheng was indeed a relative of the Mei clan, but distant and lack any of the frills of nobility growing up. He lived among commoners, collected firewood and did odd jobs for money and went to a public school where he made few friends yet always seemed to know what was going on. He knew how Xi was planning to break up with Ling, how Yue cheated on tests, why Huang was really absent from school. He never made a big deal out of his blood, but the rigors of living a poor life in a remote village taught him the value of hard work and that destiny must be sought after by any means necessary.

He was put on the radar when he got into a scuffle with another student that ended up in both of them going to the hospital with criminal charges being threatened. During this, word had finally reached the Emperor Ming that one distant relative was in trouble and asked what to do. Upon looking into the young Zheng Hu some more, he saw a spark of potential in him and had him bailed out, using some funds to move the capital and transferred into a private academy.

At the academy, Zheng remained his elusive and distant self while still somehow knowing what everyone was up to at all times. Now close within his personal observations, the Emperor felt as if his judgement was correct, Zheng was different than his peers. The boy took quickly to lessons of manners and etiquette and proved to be quite social when he opened up. Graduating with full honors, Zheng enlisted to an officer's training school where he focused his studies on intelligence gathering and information sciences.

Through the renewed assistance of the Emperor, Zheng found himself working under the tutelage of the head of Section 4 of the Office of Military Intelligence, the one whose sole focus was on external and foreign affairs. Again, he proved himself quite capable, so capable that when the previous head of Section 4 died of a sudden heart attack and left in his will that Zheng should take over, no one spoke out. No one who knew better than to try and call it out at least.

As with much of OMI, his records are unsurprisingly lacking and mostly empty although one notable thing that happened is, out of the many enemies he's made, one has stuck around. A woman named "Black Lilly" had made multiple attempts to either kill or hinder Zheng as he did the same, yet the two formed a sort of respect for each other that became much more intimate than you'd expect. This fling didn't last long, it never could, but to this day, Zheng still fondly refers to Black Lily as an "enemy with benefits". As he often jokes "I'm expecting a love letter death threat and an assassin at some point; its how I know Black Lily cares."

The story of how he lost his arm is a much more recent affair. With rumors of King Nikolas of the Koingsreich making moves to annex try and annex Liang filtering in, Zheng set out to make sure this wouldn't happen. With his network and informants and agents, he proved to be quite the thorn in the side of the Reich that his demise was deemed a threat to the Reich. Officially, he lost his arm when overseeing a military training exercise and a faulty grenade detonated close to him. A faulty grenade thrown by some armed foreign "envoys" dressed in black. During a very, very realistic training exercise that just happened to be near a frontier intelligence outpost.

Since this event, Zheng has redoubled his efforts to secure Liang from anything he deems a threat. Now, more than ever to him, the ends are the only things that will matter. As before, he's proven himself to be quite efficient and dutiful at his work. So good he is at it, he was even given an honorary title by the Emperor himself because of it. And he works to make sure people know he didn't receive out of pity or nepotism.

]♦️ ʙᴇᴛʀᴏᴛʜᴇᴅ
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TBD

]♦️ ᴍɪꜱᴄ
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Shido Nakamura // #96082b

(add anything you want; fun aesthetic-y stuff; please use hiders for any of these, pets, fun facts, etc)

Eden(Small-scale Space NRP)

Damn, just what I've been looking for! Right as I was getting back into Stellaris as well lol
Guess I know what I'll be spending tonight doing.

Clock's Clockery of Clockage for Clocky CS's

Prince Zheng Hu of Liang, the Tiger-Tailed Fox

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"Those too afraid to wield their power deserve to have none at all." - Zheng

---

---

♦️ ɴᴀᴍᴇ
――――――――――

Hu Zheng, or his alias Huwei Huli (虎尾狐狸 / "Tiger Tailed Fox")

♦️ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ
――――――――――

Head of Section 4 of the Office of Military Intelligence

♦️ ᴀɢᴇ
――――――――――

24

♦️ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
――――――――――

Male

♦️ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ
――――――――――

Heterosexual

♦️ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
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• Hair: Zheng has straight black hair, usually combed back and kept in place with gel or pomade.
• Eyes: Dark coffee brown
• Height: 6 ft, 1 in
• Body Type: Average with moderate musculature
• Clothing Style: Zheng prefers very professional and military like clothing owning a number of suits, military dress uniforms, large overcoats and mysterious sunglasses and face scarves.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Although he boasts a number of small scars and cuts, the most notable is the fact he is missing his left arm and has it replaced with a prosthetic

♦️ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
――――――――――

Zheng is a man of many masks yet few words. Outwardly he projects a sense of refinement and highborn sophistication; a gentleman who appreciates the finer things in life with an air of superiority. He can quote poetry and books, write fine calligraphy, knows enough about wine to be a decent sommelier and can carry conversations of philosophy, history and other lofty intellectual topics at length.

Beneath this is however, is a sort of cold, ruthless cunning driven by ambition and want. His two greatest sins are likely that of pride and envy in equal parts as he feels a need to constantly prove himself. He knows exactly what he wants and he cares little for how he get it. Some who have had the misfortune of seeing this side of him have noted how cruel and sadistic he can be but this isn't quite true. While yes he can easily seem pathetic and sadistic, he doesn't derive anymore pleasure from his plotting and scheming any more than one does swatting flies. Famously stoic and enigmatic, Zheng is infamously hard to read as he conceals both his emotions and his many secrets extraordinarily well.

Zheng takes his duties very seriously and finds himself above such things as social media and other "distractions"; the very nature of his job also prefers that he stays out of sight and out of mind as much as possible. He has managed to get more people killed, injured or detained through words than his own hands, but not for a lack of trying. He knows that some, if not many, consider him a villain to some degree but Zheng doesn't care much for it and has even used his reputation as leverage. To him, the world is but a great game of chess and while he is no grand master player, he will ensure that he will stand atop it all when it is all over.

♦️ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
――――――――――

• His Job
• People who actually get things done
• People who can actually carry out their threats on their own
• Liang
• When his plans work
• Pork Belly

♦️ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
――――――――――

• People who sit on their ass and don't do anything
• Inflated Egos
• People who think they're too smart for their own good
• Modern notions of high idealism
• Young Plucky Rebels/Aggitators
• Pickled Radish

♦️ ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ
――――――――――

According to official records, Zheng was born a relative of the Mei Clan and was sent through a normal noble path through the army. He made friends, he did well in school, he was given a commission in the Imperial Army and now serves as a Captain for the 54th Mechanized Infantry Brigade. A fairly normal, mundane history with an under tone of duty and service. A history that is of course, a lie.

In truth, Zheng was indeed a relative of the Mei clan, but distant and lack any of the frills of nobility growing up. He lived among commoners, collected firewood and did odd jobs for money and went to a public school where he made few friends yet always seemed to know what was going on. He knew how Xi was planning to break up with Ling, how Yue cheated on tests, why Huang was really absent from school. He never made a big deal out of his blood, but the rigors of living a poor life in a remote village taught him the value of hard work and that destiny must be sought after by any means necessary.

He was put on the radar when he got into a scuffle with another student that ended up in both of them going to the hospital with criminal charges being threatened. During this, word had finally reached the Emperor Ming that one distant relative was in trouble and asked what to do. Upon looking into the young Zheng Hu some more, he saw a spark of potential in him and had him bailed out, using some funds to move the capital and transferred into a private academy.

At the academy, Zheng remained his elusive and distant self while still somehow knowing what everyone was up to at all times. Now close within his personal observations, the Emperor felt as if his judgement was correct, Zheng was different than his peers. The boy took quickly to lessons of manners and etiquette and proved to be quite social when he opened up. Graduating with full honors, Zheng enlisted to an officer's training school where he focused his studies on intelligence gathering and information sciences.

Through the renewed assistance of the Emperor, Zheng found himself working under the tutelage of the head of Section 4 of the Office of Military Intelligence, the one whose sole focus was on external and foreign affairs. Again, he proved himself quite capable, so capable that when the previous head of Section 4 died of a sudden heart attack and left in his will that Zheng should take over, no one spoke out. No one who knew better than to try and call it out at least.

As with much of OMI, his records are unsurprisingly lacking and mostly empty although one notable thing that happened is, out of the many enemies he's made, one has stuck around. A woman named "Black Lilly" had made multiple attempts to either kill or hinder Zheng as he did the same, yet the two formed a sort of respect for each other that became much more intimate than you'd expect. This fling didn't last long, it never could, but to this day, Zheng still fondly refers to Black Lily as an "enemy with benefits". As he often jokes "I'm expecting a love letter death threat and an assassin at some point; its how I know Black Lily cares."

The story of how he lost his arm is a much more recent affair. With rumors of King Nikolas of the Koingsreich making moves to annex try and annex Liang filtering in, Zheng set out to make sure this wouldn't happen. With his network and informants and agents, he proved to be quite the thorn in the side of the Reich that his demise was deemed a threat to the Reich. Officially, he lost his arm when overseeing a military training exercise and a faulty grenade detonated close to him. A faulty grenade thrown by some armed foreign "envoys" dressed in black. During a very, very realistic training exercise that just happened to be near a frontier intelligence outpost.

Since this event, Zheng has redoubled his efforts to secure Liang from anything he deems a threat. Now, more than ever to him, the ends are the only things that will matter.

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_{Havalock Orchily}

^{The Gentleman Explorer}

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Humming himself a Yankee Doodle tune as he shaded in the final sketch of his improvised gas mask, Havalock's sharp ears perked up as he caught wind of a fairly distinctive accent asking someone about a book. Immediately he recognized it as belonging to one born into Stationary; a rare tone and accent as he believed them to be remarkably insular and encountering one of their sons or daughters in the wild was notably rare. Closing his journal, he swiftly and silently made his way towards the Stationari and what appeared to be a Dworf, overhearing their conversation. His heart skipped a beat as he recalled the Dworf who had originally crafted his precious Leenfind charger. With a polite tap on the shoulder, Havalock attempted to introduce himself into the conversation as gracefully as he could.

"Pardon me, but my name is Sir Havalock Orchily of Brand-House Orchily of Clothing. I couldn't help but overhear that you hail from the Fortress Pathfunder? Would you happen to know of the fate of one Fortress Skysem? If I remember correctly, their guidebook was called the 'Elder's Scrolls'; I ask for I wish to know the fate of the one who crafted my charger. Soon after he I was gifted this marvelous sporting good, he said he had to leave to defend his home and it has been many long years since I have heard from him again. Perhaps you could some how recognize him by his work? I was told by a previous employer that his work was of great quality and of some renown."

In a single motion, Havalock unslung his charger from his back and placed it in front of the Dworf with as much subtle and confident warmness as he could to ward off the inherent awkwardness of the situation before clearing his throat. In truth, he had a feeling that this Dworf was unlikely to know of another Dworf from a completely different Fortress, yet he often offered his sporting goods to others as a sign of peace and to give them something to which examine and (hopefully) expand his own knowledge of. Turning to the Stationari and giving a slight bow as a show of good manners, he extended a hand. Although he could clearly tell that the woman was from Stationary, he didn't recognize her outfit nor her weapons; at least by anything he could recall the last time he visited the department (which was admittedly a long time ago).

"Again, I must apologize for the abruptness of my introduction into this conversation, but I recognize your dialect and language as that of the Stationary Clans, yet I have yet to see any of your people dressed in a similar fashion. As for the Dworf, I do believe that his Fortress is that of a splinter group known as Fortress Deentdet, who split after a disagreement in dogma during their '3rd Era'. If memory serves me right, it was during a time of great crisis and turmoil as Nevergrow Wails were becoming more common but their strict adherence to the code was causing issues, especially when some of the decrees contradicted each other. Fortress Deentdet would reevaluate their holy Guidebooks and come into their 4th Era, where individual skill at arms was prized. Fortress Pathfunder traveled far from their home however and would come to settle in a section of Toys rich in LEGO and easy access to NERF sporting goods. They have a fairly militant, martial culture focused around individual heroism and valor."

Completely unaware of it himself, Havalock had begun espousing his travels and knowledge subconsciously, only realizing it mid-sentence and apologizing profusely for his ramblings.

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_{Havalock Orchily}

^{The Gentleman Explorer}

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Havalock stood proud at the front of the ship, arms behind his back and gazing out into the sea of filth that laid before him. He had been aboard many ships, boats, dinghies and vessel, some considerably less water worthy than this one. One of the few achievements he had done to match his great grandfather was to sail across the frozen waters of Seafod when it had thawed out, even if he didn't have to fight off a dozen sea-beast in the process.

With a stoic apathy, he ignored to blundering of the fools attempting to apparently intoxicate themselves to the point they would fancy a swim in this sludge below. Havalock covered the lower half of his face with a scarf with a urinal cake sewn into a makeshift pocket at the front to produce a sort of rudimentary cloth gas mask. It worked just enough to prevent the worse the the stench from bombarding his olfactory senses. For all the horrendous smells and terrible sights he saw, Havalock never could get used to the fact of just ignoring it. Of all the peoples he has met over the years, the Kleaners were by far the most unknown to him, although not for a lack of trying. He simply preferred not to stay in their department any longer than he had to less he violently regurgitate his innards.

Turning on his the heels of his LLBean Men's Gore-Tex Cresta Leather Hiking Boots and marching back towards the common area of the vessel with a precise tap of each step, he brushed past the many other colorful cast of characters and crew with his chin up and a friendly smile. Entering what could generously be described as a common area and at worse a holding pen with tables and chairs, the noble set up shop. Producing a journal, a pair of booklets and his canteen from his REEBOW GEAR Military Tactical Backpack 3 Day Assault Pack Army Molle Bag Backpacks Rucksack 35L, he focused on recording his notes and thoughts thus far as well as attempting to transcribe a booklet given to him by a Kleaner that spoke of a great hero called "Stanley Steamer". Supposedly he could deep clean any surface he walked upon and blast away Smilers and filth alike with great jets of steam.

The journey thus far sailing on the Spillway has been... acceptable. I cannot expect levels of luxury aboard every vessel I board. I am in good health and without any outstanding health concerns. It would seem that the scar I received from the Fanged Blood Chameleon I encountered last week is healing well and without pain (although I am still regularly washing the area with a "liquid charcoal skin cleanser" from Pharmacy. I know not of its effectiveness but since adding some strong spirits into the mix, my worries of infection have dropped considerably). The contents of the package I have been charged with protecting is secure and I am refraining myself from asking too many questions of what is within both as a professional courtesy and personal honor.

I am reminded of my time sailing with Clan Brisket from the Meat Section of Grocery, when I had contracted their aid in delivering me across the Sea of Food. We had gotten lucky that day as it was just starting to thaw, allowing us easy (if not difficult) passage through the icy sheets while leaving the more sonorous creatures entombed below. We only were engaged with two notable creatures during that time at which time the clan's warriors ("Tenderizers") dispatched them with great haste and enthusiasm with a combination of thrown cleavers and spiked mallets, boosted with courageous battle cries.

I can only hope for pleasant winds from here on out, even though the ship uses an engine over sails or oars. Following this passage, I have drawn a diagram of how to create a workable facial filter by combining a scarf, scraps of cloth and a (fresh) urinal cake. True that there is great risk in acquiring one from a Restroom, they are often sold by those intrepid scavengers who regularly visit there. In addition, there are few other alternatives more cost effective than this should you spend prolong periods of time in environments with can overwhelm your senses.

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Havalock Orchily | Clothing | Gentleman Explorer

"Do not doubt the resolve of a gentleman who sets forth to prove his worth.
I shall prove mine so none may deprive me of my bloodline. Tally. Ho."

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PERSONAL ACCOUNT

NAME: "Sir Havalock Dominvan Orchily of House Orchily, Sports Masters of Clothing and Explorer Extraordinaire."

GENDER: "I liken myself to a refined yet rugged gentleman."

DEPARTMENT: "Although I have spent a good deal of time in Jewelry, I am a velvet-born noble of Clothing no matter who or what claims otherwise."

AGE: "I am 31 years of age; I like to consider myself a seasoned veteran with a responsibility to mentor those younger than I."

APPEARANCE: "I like to jest that I am extremely handsome, especially to maidens of the night. I am tall and upright with a trim but strong build that provides me the strength my adventures demand. My skin is a very light bronze, no doubt because of my particular heritage, with a fair complexion that bares a number of scars, bruises, boils and cuts as trophies of my experiences. My features are sharp and my gaze can be stern but I do try to smile as much as I can to appear welcoming to all. I possess trimmed, black hair that I do my upmost to keep tidy and out of the way.

My clothing is far more practical than that of most the velvet-born nobles of Clothing. Beneath my London Fog Black Signature Iconic Belted Trench Overcoat, I don a very comfortable Under Armor HeatGear Armor Crew Cut Mock which helps to regulate my temperature. Newchic Mens Outdoor Military Tactical Pants Camo Printing Breathable Wear-Resistant Casual Pants serve as my pants and I greatly appreciate the number of pockets it provides. I have gone through a number of backpacks and rucksacks but my favorite must be the REEBOW GEAR Military Tactical Backpack 3 Day Assault Pack Army Molle Bag Backpacks Rucksack 35L; I paid a smuggler good money to retrieve this from Clothing for me. I swap between a brown Dorfman Pacific All-Season Crushable Hat and a Land's End Men's Expedition Waterproof Winter Trapper Hat depending upon the climate.

On my person beyond clothing is all of the trinkets and charms I've garnered and gained through my travels, each with a story to tell, and plenty of space for more. I prefer light armor as to not hinder my movement but I am always keen to wear a breastplate, groin protector, shin guards, forearm braces and a metal cap under my hat made of layered tin cans for protection. Any number of configurations of pouches, bags and wearable containers are present on me at any given moment, their exact position daily if not hourly.

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RESUME

"So you would like to know more about me eh? Well, let me regale you with a little history first. I hail from Clothing but do not confuse me for one of those silk-born Armani or Gucci snobs, nor the uncouth polyster-born of Nike or Adidas. I am but cotton-born of House Orchily, it is said that my ancestors came from across a great sea in the East. We never had much to our name in those days, a pittering little house we were. Yet our names were found in one of the Great Sam's "Codex Fashionista Regalia", even if it was but a small footnote nearing the conclusion of it, so they could not simply dismiss us.

It wasn't until my great grandfather, legendary explorer Advantagar Orchily, did our fortunes turn. It is said that he alone set out into the Wal to bring fame and fortune to his house. Everyone doubted him of course, presuming (or hoping) he would check out soon but he endured. He rode with the Mercuries of Auto & Tires to escape Stockers, dueled the tyrant queen Moriana le'Dry over a lake of toxic sludge in Cleaning, climbed Frozen Fruit Mountain with the Meatmen of the Grocery in its Frozen section, forged his own weapons with the help of Hardware, sung for the lords and ladies of the Courts of Music, and even once ventured alone through Baby Goods and came out alive and unshaken. His greatest achievement however, was entering the realm of the Sporting Goods and coming out with enough Sporting Goods that the other houses could no longer afford to simply ignore us and we were given a rightful spot among men of the clothes.

As for me? Well, I am a different tale for you see, my mother was what you could call a "ragged jacket", and had a preference for men that were... not cut of the same cloth. Needless to say, I was a result of a tryst between her and a copper from Jewelry. "Quilted" they called me when I was born, "Patchwork", I had long been shunned because of it and I rarely even saw my mother. But the patriarch of the house still graciously allowed me some benefits of nobility. I was given a fine education by a private tutor, taught the higher arts and practiced the art of dueling, even if my peers made very... particular strikes upon me. Yet I could never have been part of that world for the finest dresses are of a singular color, not multiple.

When I was but a decade and a half old, my mother had plotted a way for me to leave that world which did not accept me. And so, with my single bag packed, devoid of any luxuries I was delivered to Jewelry in the hopes my father could give me a better life than that which I received. However, to my horror upon arriving, my father was long dead; a lowly copper does not last long in that wretched department of liars and schemers without skill or luck, and my father lacked both. However, I had both and soon met a particular man who took interest in my sharp eye and higher learning. Don Mafiso Pierro Fortuna Calente Nomaz de Sanaterini, or the Don for short, he was in need of a both a bodyguard and an impartial adviser. The intense politicking that plagues Jewelry made him hesitant to select one of his own men but I had no connection nor interest in such things ensuring that I would not betray him when his other subordinates might.

For 8 years I had stayed with the Don who put me through rigorous training in athletics, marksmanship and combat to ensure that I would be able to protect him from any assailant. He gave me a purpose that in my young, impressionable mind made me feel complete and useful, so I doggedly followed his whims. I saved the Don from no less than 27 attempts upon his life during my service; I failed on the 28th. You see, I had fallen in love with his daughter and she, having grown up in such a environment of deceit and trickery, had used me as a pawn so that her true lover could take power. I had let her into my lord's chambers one darkness within the hour the Don was dead, the daughter wasn't in the room and his murder was blamed solely upon me. With the rest of the mobsters seeking my blood, I once again packed my things and ran. To where you ask? No where in particular, I held a Mercury at sporting good point and told him to drive as far as he could until I arrived at a Bargain Bin.

Since then, I have employed my skills to any man in need of a man with skills such as mine. I've done it all, guarding caravans, killing a rival, translate old documents, negotiate for one faction for another. I have fought wild beasts and Stockers, climbed to the rafters and swam in the icy waters of Seafood. But none of my achievements have come close to that of my great grandfather's, and I hope to rectify that one day. Those knock-off fools in Clothing will never dare call ME patchwork or quilted again when I come back with a receipt of honors and achievements longer than their scarves!"

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RECEIPT

PERSONAL GOAL: "I wish to be elevated to the same status as my great grandfather, Advantagar the Bold. I seek to live up to his legacy and surpass it so that I may prove that I am not Quilted.

LIKES: "I find a particular appreciation of fellow intellectuals and refined explorers. New cultures have always fascinated me and I am loathed to admit I am quite proud of my marksmanship and weapons. I also find great enjoyment and amusement in sharing stories, sporting contests of skill and exploring the great outdoors."

DISLIKES: "Those blasted liars and cheats of Jewelry are not to be trusted with even a crumb of a Bakery Tribe's bread. Those whose mental facilities are too limited to appreciate refinement, the arts and my noble status I have no love for. This is equally shared with those who take pride in ignorance, especially about the numerous other cultures of the Wal.

REPUTE: "My repute is entirely self made; many in Clothing do not see me as worthy of my bloodline and my name is said with mixed feelings in Jewelry even if mine are resolute and clear. I have been to many places far afoot, so many that I must admit I have forgotten some of them unfortunately. Regardless, I do my best to display refinement and chivalry whenever possible for what separates a gentleman from a beast if not his ability to reason and respect?

HEEL: "I despise the foul insult of "Quilted" and "Patchwork" with a fury that no gentleman such as I should say in polite company. I am cotton-born of House Orchily and I shall let none dispute my claim upon my house's noble blood.

CODE: "I am to aspire to the ideals of an gentleman of Clothing and as an heir to the legacy of Advantagar. Chivalry and reason is what the Great Sam has given us to separate us from Smilers and I do not intent to loose it. I believe that respect is a given but disrespect is earned and tis a debt that is to be paid back in kind.

QUIRKS: "Quirks? I suppose I do carry a vast variety of trinkets, bobbles, mementos and artifacts from my travels on my person and have a habit of always attempting to acquire more. I also consider myself a connoisseur of refreshments and beverages, I know a fellow in Soda and Drinks who brews a most delightful cup of spiked tea.

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PERFORMANCE REVIEW

[Marksmanship] ► "I've always had a sharp eye for detail, being able to point out frayed fabric in a rack of clothes. The Don taught me a good deal on sporting goods and their usage and I took to them quickly with deadly enthusiasm."

[Survival Ingenuity] ► "No matter how much you pack and plan, there is always going to something you need but don't possess. Over the years, I've acquired a number of useful skills such as making heavy coats out of carpets, how to sharpen a knife on the floor, how to make splits from toys, making signal fires with the only wood being that of a wooden ladled and how to make the most of the carcass of a wild beast."

[Noble Blood] ► "While of limited use in some circles, there are still those outside the silk-born of Clothing who respect nobility and do not know of my... past. I do not intend to tell them should they prove open to my claims. Those who know of my great grandfather but do not know the circumstance of my birth are most appreciated."

[Pack Mule] ► "I admit my physique is not particularly impressive, especially compared to some other muscle bound brutes of the Wal but the number of trinkets and amount of supply I carry has given me a great deal of long distance endurance and strength."

[Heir to a Legacy] ► "I am of the blood of Avantagar! If he could forge through Gardening while carrying fresh meat than so can I! If he does not fear the Baby Goods than I shall not let a single whisper of cowardice into my head! He was a legend, and so shall I!"

[An Eye for Design] ► I concede that I cannot hope to be well informed on the newest trends with Fashion or Jewelry, but my time in both departments has given me an uncanny ability to recognize any brand, style or article placed before me. I have even been able to discern a number of fraudulent creations.

GROCERIES

[Leenfind SMILE Mk. 4 Bolt Action Charger] ► "A gift from the Don. This device is a marvelous feat of ingenuity and craftsmanship built by a Dworf Master Crater in his service and based upon a famous model of sporting good I am told. It is capable of releasing all the energy of a battery with a single trigger pull, holding a grouping of 10 batteries within its frame, can mount upon itself a bayonet and accurate enough to land a blow between the eyes of a Greeter from nearly 600 paces away."

[Maverick-Pattern Koldt REV-6] ► "A fairly weighty six shooter charger sold to me by a man in Hardware. I admit I still have yet to fully master this weapon's mighty roar and kick but I appreciate its strength. It finds the most action in spaces where my full length Leenfind would be most uncomfortable. Tis has proven itself a worthy and reliable friend in darkness when I am forced to carry a torch or a lantern to ward off predators."

[Yat 3-oh-3 Bollant] ► "A part of a sporting good which my great grandfather brought back from his famous expedition into Sporting Goods. I was never allowed to even come close to looking at one of the treasures he found, this will be the closest I ever come. Tis my most dearly beloved trinkets."

[London Fog Black Signature Iconic Belted Trench Overcoat] ► "A fine specimen which I 'procured' during one of my more clandestine forays back into Clothing. Tis equal parts warm, light and water proof; perfect for any adventurous gentry such as myself. I have crafted a number of holsters, belts and pouches to be sewn into it to help store additional items."

[LLBean Men's Gore-Tex Cresta Leather Hiking Boots] ► "Another procured specimen, these boots are of a most rugged and durable construction having served me well for a number of years. I have had small nails inserted through the soles of the boots as to allow for greater grip upon difficult terrain and a steel toe cap which I've used against a number of very hostile groins to great effect."

[Cereai Sports Blade] ► "A fine blade I acquired during a trip to the lands of the Cereal Lords. I had assisted a number of them when their fortress was assailed by Suburbanites. What a ferocious battle that twas. I had put my training to good use, defending their Lord several times and gaining the scars to prove it. After the battle was won, I had been gifted this blade while recovering from my wounds. I admit I am not trained in the art of the Cereai Sports Blade but I do hope to master it one day.

[Adventuring Journel] ► "Every adventure must be noted and record so that others may one day learn from it. I never go anywhere without this beautiful little book. I acquired it during my first year as payment for a Stationari Daimyo after I brought back a number of Chargers (Blastas) and taught some of his men to use them. It is bound with this material they called 'leather' made from the skin of a mole and its paper is of the utmost quality".

[Glow Tron Lantern] ► "Ahh yes, the humble lantern, often the first thing many novices forget when packing I've discovered. I bought this from the Electronics Boys; its quite the ingenious design you see for it does not use any open flame at all! Instead it uses a number of colorful "Glow Rods", whose light is focused through a set of mirrors to project a bright light! This has become a most useful tool especially in areas which do not permit an open flame.

(Clarifications: Velvet-born is the catch all term for Nobility in Clothing that is further subdivided into other types based on what that brand/house is most known for. Sports Masters of Clothing is the title granted to House Orchily, not Havalock himself. Chargers are Blastas, Clothing calls them Chargers because it sounds more formal and fancy.)