Dnafein

USS Grandeur, NCC-2645

I had a copy of the klingon dictionary as well as the ferengi rules of acquisition. The later was of great help to my father when a ferengi visiting Paramonts Great America attemptec to pjrchase my brother and I.

USS Grandeur, NCC-2645

Ensign Tyr

Name: Aria Tyr
Rank: Ensign
Age: 24 (Symbiont: 203)
Race: Trill (Joined)
Role: Star fleet security

Physical Description

Height: 1.7 meters (5’7”)
Weight: 59 Kg (131 lbs)
Hair: Auburn; Mid-shoulder blade length
Eyes: Jade

Aria has a lithe gymnast's body; However the apparent softness belies the compact muscles that rest beneath. She walks with a dancer's grace, and usually wears a soft smile. Generally her hair matches the situation she finds herself, and can be used to discern her mood. When off duty and relaxed her hair is generally loose. While on duty or focused Aria gathers her hair into a loose ponytail (like the one pictured above.) As the situation grows more intense her hair is gathered into a tight pony tail, or bun.

Personality: Before becoming joined Aria was most often described as intense or focused. She intended to be the best she could be at whatever task she applied herself, and often came across as very by the book. Underneath the focus was a warm hearted, outgoing and friendly personality; One that received little exposure before the Joining.

The Aria that emerged from the operating room however was completely different. The focus and drive was still present however it was softened by a friendlier presence. One as ready with a quip as she used to be with a bland response. Aria became a bit of a social butterfly after becoming a host.

Background before joining Starfleet: Aria’s parents had plans for their daughter. Her father was passed over for joining, and her mother dreamt of becoming an Initiate but was unable to pass the entrance exams. Thus Aria was pushed by her parents to excel in all things.

Many of Aria’s childhood dreams were abandoned in the quest for her parents approval. However one interest persisted throughout her life, space and its mysteries. She pursued knowledge from and about other cultures. Aria’s parents, having pushed her to be in peak condition, both physically and mentally; Gave into their daughters curiosity when she begged them to allow her to learn the Vulcan martial art of Suus Mahna.

As she grew older her love for all things space related grew, and she made a discovery she saw as fortuitous. Much of what the Symbiosis Commission looked for in their initiates was the same as what Starfleet looked for in their officers. Aria had found a goal that ran parallel to he parents hopes for her. Aria took her tests to become a candidate for joining after she completed the Starfleet Academy Preparatory Program.

Experience in Starfleet: Aria did very little socializing at the Academy. Most of her time was dedicated to studying. Either for her dual majors at the academy, xenolinguistics and exoarchaeology, or for the tests required by the Trill Symbiosis Commission. The sole exception was the European Swordsmanship club, which she co-captained. Her academic scores caused Aria to be actively recruited by the various elite cadet squadrons. Ending up in Zeta Squad, because another member was in the swordsmanship club with her; Aria received special classes and advanced field training.

Aria was evaluated by a Trill field docent a month before graduation. The docent felt the young initiate was cold, however because of Aria’s focus he thought it was a result of the school's enviroment; And thus gave a glowing recommendation. She graduated 76th in her class of 1400, with an academic degree in each of her majors. The day she was to pick her assignment she received word that she had been selected to join with a symbiont; And so Aria selected a post that offered her leave before having to report. Ensign Tyr reported to the Grandeur a different woman then she was upon graduation.

The Tyr Symbiont

Information on previous hosts can be found here.

Tomas

Appearance:
Occupation: Law Enforcement; Served on Trill.
Death: Liver Failure at age of 64. (Carried symbiont for 37 years)
Traits carried on: Strong sense of justice; Interest in criminal sciences; Taste for Alcohol

Jamona

Appearance:
Occupation: Actor
Death: Hover Car accident at age 43 (Carried symbiont for 21 years)
Traits carried on: Extrovert tendencies; Love for fashion; Subconsciously hums during silences

Zara

Appearance:
Occupation: Athlete - Gymnast; Entertainer - Ballet
Death: Congenital Heart Failure at age 117 (Carried the symbiont 93 years)
Traits carried on: Interest in gymnastic exercises; subconscious tendency to balance on toes when standing idle; Increased desire to exercise

Endar

Appearance:
Occupation: Exobiologist
Death: Complications from surgery at age 73 (Carried the symbiont for 34 years)
Traits carried on: Urge to drink coffee; interest in flora and fauna; subconsciously studies surroundings constantly; Flirtatious attitude

Timod

Appearance:
Occupation: Technician
Death: Brain damage caused by lack of oxygen at age 44 (Carried symbiont for 18 years)
Traits carried on: Subconscious twirling of tools in hand; Near permanent smile; Witty comebacks; Urge to gamble

Star Fleet needs officers. (Star Trek RP)

Do you hqve someone already asking after you medical postion?

N/m working on something else.

Forgotten Heroes: Marvel's Underdogs

But monkeys use their tails like an arm/hand....

The length applied by the leg would be good but then he can't use it right....

Forgotten Heroes: Marvel's Underdogs

What would be used to replace Chibi's tail?

Medieval Fantasy RP (High Casual)

@Sierra

Don't shred the cs. Every character has a home. Some have several, and some take a long time to find it.

Forgotten Heroes: Marvel's Underdogs

Chibi

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

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Rafe smiled as the commander heaved herself out of her funk with threats and demands. ”That’s my girl.” He started. ”Hell and brimstone. I think I saw a few candidates as I passed through; Just gotta mention a wounded hero…”

Raphael’s words faded away as Petra whirled into the room like a tornado in a trailer park. He smile turned into a smirk as ordered were delivered and command was firmly gripped. The scout tossed a few amused looks at the doctor. Has the dominating personality ordered everyone out Rafe walked up and put his hand on Petra’s shoulder. ”I understand the back of her right knee is a unique spot.” Taking the hand away from the princess's shoulder he pointed a finger at Jain’s nose. ”I wanna know the location of every freckle.” He told her.

Snagging the tennis ball Raphael tossed it past the door the doctor held open. Athena whimpered her head swivelling between Jain and the direction the ball went; The canine hesitated briefly before letting out a frustrated bark and barrelling after the ball. Rafe laughed and followed her, patting James on the shoulder as he passed.

Once the door was closed Rafe nodded to James. ”Thanks doc.” The scout said as he headed off in his own direction. The scout was lateish; Arriving at the field he had sent the scouts to wait Raphael’s smile disappeared. He circled the waiting scouts.

”Form up,” He barked, doing his best to imitate Petra’s usual tone. ”I want a circle backs to each other. I have a special exercise, no one gets r&r until you successfully complete it.”

He waited until the scouts were in position before continuing. ”You are going to stand in this field until you spot your favorite marksman. Billy and Vicky are going to attempt to sneak across this field. You will do your damndest to spot them, if you do you are free to join the party inside those walls.”

Rafe didn't mention to the others that the marksmen were most likely far from the town. This was supposed to be a punishment, and so the task was one that wouldn't end when the scouts wanted. Turning he pointed to the top of the wall nearest the scouts. ”I’m going to be up there. I will be watching so I’ll know when and who is slacking, and will ensure they get punished. I will also be able to see where and when the marksmen pass through. And no I won’t give you hints.”

“If you don't want to participate in the exercise; Home is that way.” Raphael finished gesturing back towards Mt. Hood. He started back towards the cities gate. ”Good luck.” The scout tossed over his shoulder. As soon as he was out of sight Rafe dug the book he was reading out of his pocket, he figured he’d finish this off today and start the other in the morning.

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@Lord Orgasmo ever wonder what a pitsky bite to the groin looks like?

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

The stupidity he commented on was the shifting of command.