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Intergalactic Space Adventurers- [ISA]

"Howdy, th' names Jean Wylder, and you're coming with me hoss."

Name: Jean Wylder
Alias: Ranger
Appearance:

Jean Wylder

Personality:
A self-admitted rough character Jean can be hard to get along with, and even harder to work with. He’s perfectly okay riding with a posse if more than one gun is necessary on a mission, but he prefers to work alone as he isn't very trusting. That being said he’s got a good heart and he’s loyal to a fault, he just has his own way of showing affection. Usually his friendliness comes out in the manner of an insult or snide remark. Jean’s also well known for his seemingly endless list of cheesy one-liners and puns that he comes up with on the spot, often to the tune of degrading his opponents or vaunting on his own accomplishments.
Despite appearing to be just another cocky, smart mouthed, overconfident fool who’s decent at shooting, Jean tends to surprise people by living up to his bragging. For the most part anyway.

Bio:

Bio

Born and raised on the great hill and plain planet of Tejaxs Prime, Jean Wylder spent his early life as a spugheffer wrangler, helping his pa drive the family herd across the galaxy. Life was rough, yet wonderful amongst the stars and space high-lanes that connected the populated planets of the Long Range. Out there in the wild cosmos Jean learned to ride, fly, and shoot from his pa; feeling the solar winds in his hair and feeling freedom in his heart.

Out there in the untamed ranges outlaws and bandits were a common blight and Spugheffer wranglers were always ready for their kind. Except, no one could have been prepared for Cibby the Lad, and brigand from outside the galaxy who raided, stole, killed, and rode wherever he pleased. His name became feared across Long Range galaxy as posse after posse sent after him failed to bring him to justice. Cibby the Lad murdered and stole as he pleased leaving only bodies and devastation in his wake.

The outlaw and soon to be lawman Jean came head to head one day when Cibby the lad made his first fatal error; raiding Jean's family herd in an attempt to steal the Spugheffers that the Wylder family had spent so long accruing. Jean, his father, grandfather, and two uncles battled the malicious gangsters in a bloody interstellar shootout that lasted longer than anyone else had ever lasted against Cibby. Alas it was for naught and the entire herd was taken and all the wranglers dead, except for one. Deserted in the wreckage of his spaceship, saved only by the iron of his plasma gun and oxygen mask that kept him alive. Jean had tried and failed to face down Cibby on his own, but was the first to survive such a confrontation.

Jean Wylder had somehow survived the battle and plasma wounds. Found and brought back to a doctor by some sympathetic crystal miners Jean vowed vengeance, and justice for his shattered family and all those murdered at Cibby’s hand and order. Even before he'd fully recovered from his wounds Jean set out on his hunt for the infamous Cibby the Lad. Joining the Long Range Sheriff department out of Tejaxs Jean soon made it known he meant business. Although only a lad of seventeen at the time Jean began making a name for himself as the most dangerous and capable lawman this side of the star cluster. Alone during his six year path of vengeance he brought back more criminals to the hangman’s noose than any other sheriff on Tejaxs Prime. Jean fostered no high moral code that his peers amongst the Sheriff department held to such high esteem. He was more than willing to bring back outlaws dead or alive.

Yet, no matter how vigorously Jean worked at catching Cibby, the outlaw always managed to stay one step ahead of the budding lawman. As both grew in fame they came to no each other as bitter rivals. They caused one another no end of grief and for the first time since beginning his days as a ruthless outlaw Cibby felt he might have met his match. At last, driven by desperation to rid himself of the persistent lawman Jean Wylder. Cibby the Lad decided to meet Jean outside a saloon in a tiny settlement west of San Mando's Divide. Cibby, confident in his ability to kill the younger man, stared Jean Wylder down for the second time in his life. Both were six years older, and more skilled to boot. They were young men in their prime with dangerous reputations for having uncanny speed when it came to the gun. At thirty paces and, with the reputation of being the fastest man alive Cibby went for his gun.

The rest is history, and those who saw it pledge its true. Jean bested Cibby before the other man even slipped leather. Finished at last with his vengeance that dominated so much of his younger life Jean Wylder set himself to ridding the world of dangerous criminals.

Age: 25 Cycles, roughly equivalent to the same number of years on earth.

Homeworld: Tejaxs Prime
Home Galaxy: Long Range Galaxy

Skills:

• Expert Marksman: Jean first and foremost is a gun slinging, tobacco chewing, Spughoss riding crack shot. Able to shoot and hit with his chosen weapons at insane speeds and with utter competence Jean isn't someone to mess with.
• Capable Pilot: High-speed chases through ship wrecking asteroid fields is a normal day for the lawman Jean. Darting like a hummingbird through seemingly impossible to pass obstacles, outmaneuvering fighter ships, and catching up to fleeing bandits is all part of a days work.
• Spughoss Rider No one can rope, train, and ride a Spughoss like Jean Wylder. Given a few months to work on a freshly roped beast and Jean will have it riding beautiful, ready to take on long dangerous missions onto any temperate planet.
• Skilled Hunter: You can run across thousands of light years to entirely new galaxies. You can gather a gang of deadly outlaws around you. You can live on the move, change your name and surgically change your appearance. But if the Law wants you the Ranger will find you. Whether it takes a week or fifty years Jean Wylder will ensure you come to justice.

Weaponry/Equipment:

Spacechester 2173

The Top weapon depicted. A devastating shotgun style armament, the Spacechester 2173 is a favorite of Jean Wylder while on a posse or manhunt. It holds six cartage shells which release a deadly volley of tiny plasma bolts in a spreading cone shape dealing death or destruction to anyone within forty meters. Though short ranged the weapon is still highly accurate and in Jean's expert hands deadlier than a stamping herd.
"Y'all wanna meet someone who don't give a damn about how many of y'all there are? Cause I got her right here."

Spacer Repeater 2160

While not Jean's go-to weapon the Spacer Repeater has its place in his armament as his only long range weapon. A laser point, solar energy pack powered, anti-armor weapon it displays its usefulness with almost 40,000 meter max range with a max effective of 13,000 meters. Equipped with an adjustable scope for long distance shooting, to short range combat this laser weapon can shoot up to thirty rounds a minute with a battery life of six hours at max capacity - max usage. And as a bonus it can rip through 11.2 inches of battleship grade armor and make a normal organic body literally explode!
"One shot, and bits of y'all everywhere. Some over there, lots over here..."

Lawkeeper 2130

The Middle Weapon Depicted
No one within the Long Range Galaxy can fast draw one of these bad boys faster than Jean Wylder. While short range the Lawmaker has a high capacity plasma ring capable of holding a hundred anti-personnel plasma rounds. Jean keeps the pistol within arms reach at all time and sleeps with it under his pillow. The albeit older weapon might be outdated, but as Wylder always says, "One classic is worth a thousand of them newer Spugheffer dung models them folk up in the big systems like to call a gun."

Old Fashion Knife

Probably the most antique weapon Jean carries, the knife has served him well in all sorts of circumstances.
"Old, deadly, and beautiful. My kinda weapon."

Bessy Girl

One of the fastest star ships in the Long Range Galaxy is the one and only AMB Iron Horse style Corvette affectionately named Bessy Girl by Jean. Modified, armed and upgraded by the best within Texjas crime fighting engineers the ship is equipped with hyperspace engines, long to short range laser weaponry, and shield modules and an advanced AI maintainer wired into the vessel itself. It only requires a single crew member but can comfortably house and supply up to five passengers, or ten if they're prisoners or don't require comfortable quarters. The ship also houses Leeroy Jean's Spughoss on the lower deck.

Leeroy

Jean's favorite and most well trained Spughoss is a big stallion named Leeroy. The two have been together since before Cibby attacked the family, and due to the beast's long life span, incredible intelligence, and extreme power to two have made quite a team over their many adventures.

Faction: The Long Range Sheriff's Department

Theme Song:Big Iron

Intergalactic Space Adventurers- [ISA]

Alright, let's do it.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

Standing head bowed, Javi grieved in remembrance of his friends and adopted family who’d fallen back on Coruscant. Azure’s words sank deep and Javi felt as if a great weight had settled in his stomach, choking him. Not wanting to appear weak the pilot wiped away a tear, hiding the physical evidence of his distress, but he could do nothing to conceal the storm of anger and grief raging in his mind. Not that he had any particular desire to conceal his inner turmoil. Javi knew the Jedi could sense his pain, for even as emotion clouded his thoughts Javi’s own partial powers could just slightly sense the same ache radiating from those around him.

It took Javi a moment to resurface from his deeper feelings and realize Azure was speaking to him and Alia. Looking up from the durasteel deck of the main room, he just caught the ending of Azure’s orders. Get to Illum, at the fastest rout. And find a temple to land at. He mentally recounted. “Will do Master Azure.” Javi gave a slight nod of his head to show he understood the order, though in truth he was left a bit unbalanced by the destination of their soon-to-be hideout. Javi didn’t know anything about Illum, and based off what Azure claimed it would hold a secret temple of some kind, which Javi concluded, should be difficult to locate. Hopefully Azure knew of their destination’s coordinates and location, or had some way of finding them. Deciding to cross that bridge when he came to it Javi put it to the side for the time being, instead looking to his fellow pilot Alia Jazel, wanting to accompany her to the cockpit.

Alia wasn’t looking to good. She sat still in the corner, hugging her knees and looking like she’d seen a ghost. Granted almost the entire crew besides Azure looked like they’d seen a ghost, but that was because of the permanent facial features of his droid body and presumably not the Jedi’s mental state. Stepping out from his own corner of the room Javi extended his hand to the pink humanoid, offering to help her up onto her feet. A both symbolic and practical gesture. “We’ve got our orders ma’am, and we should set to them I think. It’ll be good to have something to do with our hands and minds to distract from all that's been lost.”

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Color me intrigued. I seem to fit the bill for your requirements, and I suppose with a bit of tweaking I could modify a character I have to fit into whatever universe y'all have set up.

Would a young roughrider Space Sheriff be an acceptable addition to your posse?

Thy Fearful Symmetry [Lovecraftian WW2 Battle of Britain RP]

I switched him to Green One.

Johnathan Shapiro

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Subject's Name: Johnathan Hilmore Shapiro
Rank: F/O
Serial Number: 545-12-454
Date of Birth: 1-5-1918
Place of Birth: Marion, OH. USA Toronto, ON. Canada
Physical Appearance: Subject is a Caucasian male standing 170cm and weighing 75kg. Hair color is black. Eye color is brown. Subject has no notable scars, tattoos or markings.
Aircraft: Spitfire
Assigned Callsign: Green One

Psychological Evaluation:

During customary physical and mental examinations the subject passed all presented evaluations displaying an acceptable level of coolheaded confidence and high intelligence. Throughout examination process the subject proved to be strong willed and honest (Command Project Overlook; Permission Granted) answering every question within reasonable doubt to recommend 2.7-9.8.

Examiner's Grade: Pass, Recommended for Turin Project

• 1.1 Subject espoused Orthodox Jewish Faith and shows strong signs of belief in God and religious conviction for the destiny of humanity. When questioned on extraterrestrials the subject showed little interest, answering; "Dunno, maybe."
• 1.2 The subject showed a rudimentary understanding of the material, though he extended some confusion as to why the test was necessary.
• 1.3 The subject is a self proclaimed killer at heart. However when exposed to certain stimuli involving chemical burns, gaseous exposure of a harmful nature, and gruesome battlefield imagery the subject displayed negative reactions. Examiner's Note: Utilize for proceeding tests in final examination. The Subject however showed great interest in metamorphous images and monstrous creatures commenting on the skilled artwork involved.
• 1.4 During proceeding examinations (reference to note in test 1.3) the subject showed increasing signs of mental distress at deaths related to chemical accidents, or weapons of a similar nature used during the Great War. Extended evaluation concluded a strong fear of death in general from the subject and a desire to control death through killing the enemy of which he has a great desire. Further tests revealed a slight fear of deep water and being run over by a train.

Examiner's Grade: Pass, Recommended for Turin Project

History: The subject grew up in the city of Toronto, Canada. His father worked as a lawyer in order to support a family of four. Johnathan is the younger sibling to his sister Margret. Upon reaching age sixteen O/F Shapiro entered the University of Toronto early, receiving higher education for a law degree in order to follow in his father's footsteps. His schooling was cut short by the beginning of the war, when Johnathan showed interest in the war effort, later joining the RAF through the Canadian Dominion. He was found adept at flying small fighter craft and was transferred to the British Isles for further instruction. Due to O/F Shapiro's intelligence and resourcefulness he was recommended by his superiors for Project Turin.

Classified

The Following information has been deemed Classified by Project Overlook.

Johnathan Hilmore Shapiro grew up in Marion Ohio USA with his mother, father, and older sister Margret. His father worked as a lawyer giving the family a fairly decent life even during the depression, and at sixteen Johnathan did indeed leave home to travel to Toronto Canada wishing to achieve a higher education in law. Shapiro was always a fighter at heart and was well known for getting into scuffles during grade and high school. His wild demeanor dulled slightly while in Toronto university, however the old vigor was reignited with the heightening tensions in world politics. In 1939 Shapiro graduated from his major in law, but instead of returning home he signed on with the Canadian military.

Despite the illegality of his actions, even with a degree in law hanging over his head, Shapiro joined the RAF in early 1939, completing his basic training later that year. Noting his particular skill in small fighter planes Shapiro's commanders transferred him to Great Briton to have him train to become a Spitfire pilot. Once there he finished his instruction with flying colors, and several new unexplainable tests before receiving orders to join the need-to-know Turin Squadron

Thy Fearful Symmetry [Lovecraftian WW2 Battle of Britain RP]

Alright, will do.

Thy Fearful Symmetry [Lovecraftian WW2 Battle of Britain RP]

The thing is, where did he get his feral desires? Did he grow up in an abusive family? Has he ever killed a living being, even an animal? He's going to have to be a slight cut above the average gung-ho bloodthirsty country bumpkin if he's going to go up against literal god-spawn of Cthulhu the dark lord himself really spooky eldritch horrors.

@BingTheWing

Haha
Well I imagine he signed on to kill Germans not the god-spawn of Cthulhu... That one might come as a bit of a shocker to anyone, no matter how mentally strong they are.

Also I thought I explained his disposition in his character sheet, in this line "Extended evaluation concluded a strong fear of death in general from the subject and a desire to control death through killing the enemy, of which he has a great desire"

I understand that's kinda vague but due to they CS style it was the best I could do. Anyway, the mental condition he has is prescribed in Ernest Becker's book The Denial of Death as one of the ways certain people deal with the inevitability of death. Its nothing more than the product of Johnathan's fears and him trying to control it.

Anyway I can drop him down a billet if you want me too.

Thy Fearful Symmetry [Lovecraftian WW2 Battle of Britain RP]

Well, it wasn't necessarily a final CS in case you wanted me to modify anything.

As for Johnathan's disposition against chemicals and gasses isn't so much a phobia but a strong fear of that particular kind of death. He'll keep his cool through most of it and just be very disturbed, unless it gets really bad.

As for his self proclaimed "killer" status, that's mostly just hot air. A surprising number of people join the infantry and other combat roles wanting to cause death, pain, and destruction, at least in my experience. Shapiro's feral desires were strong enough to deny a posh life in Ohio and risk his citizenship in the US just because of his eagerness to fight.