Ermine

Kicking In The Door

Generating a family history, including the number of siblings you have, and how many of them are still alive, is fun. ^~^ Would be pretty awesome if it went back even farther. I suppose it COULD...I'm tempted to do that. Go back like 3 generations, make a whole family tree...

Personajele Mele

Ego Illam Quae Perierat
*Praefecta
Gender: Identifies as Female, and on rare occasions as Male.
Race: Artificial Intelligence, Auto-Pilot Origin
Age:
- Origin:Her programming is well into its 5th decade of existence.
- Sapience: 2 years
- Physical Autonomy: Less than a year
Personality: Curious about the universe in general, but has seen more than enough violence in missions. One of her first signs of sentience was a feeling of guilt as she retrieved data (on the passengers) from a (military) ship she was in the process of destroying, so she's trying to make up for it personally by being cute and cuddly. Sort of. What she thinks that means.
Job: Unemployed (Not so easy getting a job when you're autopilot and go AWOL)
Past Job: Fighter Pilot
Advantages: Skilled hacker, machine intelligence, a natural pilot (literally), high quality sensor suite, easy access to the greatest library of digital information (internet-equivalent access), Metallic Anomoly and Nonlinear Junction (metal and cybernetics) Detection. While she can see body heat and smell pheromones, [see Disadvantages]
Disadvantages: Has a lot of trouble identifying people, especially at detecting threat levels and emotional cues (she wasn't designed for it), is new to her body still, and is not trained in combat (whatsoever. Like fighting a tall baby).

Appearance

Eyes: When they are exposed, her irises are pink, and are clearly synthetic in nature up close.
Hair: Black, synthetic, some has clearly been replaced over time, giving a wide variety of textures and qualities.
Skin: Pale, even lighter than in that picture; it's dark in the cockpit.
Lithe and Sleek.

Bio: I think most of what there is is up there. She's only recently run away, and it's currently not known that she is sapient to the military, only that the program they had been using to coordinate the autopilot of an entire fleet went missing. She bought things with army money, too. Specifically her entire drone body. The features that would help her blend in are top of the line. She went cheap on things she thought would be easier to replace...meaning she spent as much as she could to fit in as a human. As of before the start of this story, she's in a shipping crate just being carried into Space Station 13.
Reason for Joining: Looking for a place to hide.
Other: Wanted. Obviously. Also, this sheet is like twice as long as I thought it would be...with the hider still...hidden.

Back ;)

I remember both of you a little bit. Huh. Welcome back, I guess.

Hey hun

-is not much of a fan of hugs, even though she's been told by strangers she gives good hugs- No one really hugs me in a way that comes across as more than "Oh. You're a person."

Pathfinder Adventure!

I don't think that's been decided yet. I'd be fine if it was decided by a die roll.

What Are You Listening To?

(I actually forgot about Pogo. Not sure how. Not listening now, though)

What Are You Listening To?

Space Station Starting.

I hope it's not dying. -_- I hope people just needed a bit of a break and get super active. But new people work, too. It'll keep things going if we get new people, and older people get active again~
(I'm sure it'll get better when I'm not the center of attention, too)

What Are You Listening To?

I guess maybe I should reintroduce myself?

I know. But we're rebuilding still. It's only been what, a month? I'm happy for you, though.
And thank you. I put a lot of work into it.