Guardian Angel HarukiHere is Berrick 2.0, Na'Shar Ro.
Name:
Na'Shur Ro
Nickname(s):
"Gnasher" or "Big Guy"
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Demisexual
DOB:
30th of Hist, 2098
Nationality:
Carnotaurian
Appearance:
Na'Shur is a Carnotaurian, a race of semi-reptilian predators originating from the planet Hysh. Like all of his species, Na'Shur has a pitch black, scaly skin that is highly resistant to radiation, red eyes that glow in the dark, a nose and ears that are little more than holes, and a lipless mouth full of sharp teeth. Unlike his people, however, Na'Shur has been genetically and cybernetically modified for the purpose of war.
Na'Shur is incredibly tall, even by Carnotaurian standards, reaching 7'6 and weighs about 378 pounds of high-density muscle and metallic bones. His scales are much more pronounced than an average Carnotaurians, dominated by massive rough ridges, not unlike Earth's crocodiles, instead of the pebbly scales one would usually see in the species. Finally, everyone can see the bionic plugs that have been embedded into and around his entire body. Due to the hard ridges around his face, the already unemotive Carnotaurian is a stone wall to anyone trying to get a read on him and thus have to look at body language to get any idea what he's thinking.
Personality:
Na'Shur is a soldier without a war to fight. His entire life was a buildup of hardships and grim realities before he and the other enhanced children just mowed over the civil war that engulfed the system, left with nothing but a feeling of "what now?" after dismantling one hundred years of conflict in ten. Many stayed home and helped with the rebuilding effort while others like Na'Shur couldn't handle sitting idle took their ticket to the stars when outside forces began to take an interest in Hysh's vast wealth of metals and jewels.
Na'Shur is struggling to find his place in a galaxy where his purpose is already finished. Most emotions are unknown to him and social etiquette doesn't go any further than "Don't speak unless spoken too". He want's to belong somewhere but doesn't know how and is desperate to find any respite to loneliness gnawing at his guts while simultaneously trying to squash it underneath stoicism.
Position on The Condor:
Ground Team Security Specialist, Auxillary Geologist
Skills:
Years on The Condor
Fresh on the Boat
Other:
Gear:
Due to the lack of lips and fundamentally different vocal cords, Na'Shur needs to use a translator to speak to most other species as the Carnasaurian language is little more than a collection of different grunts, hisses, roars, and body language.
Name:
Na'Shur Ro
Nickname(s):
"Gnasher" or "Big Guy"
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Demisexual
DOB:
30th of Hist, 2098
Nationality:
Carnotaurian
Appearance:
Na'Shur is a Carnotaurian, a race of semi-reptilian predators originating from the planet Hysh. Like all of his species, Na'Shur has a pitch black, scaly skin that is highly resistant to radiation, red eyes that glow in the dark, a nose and ears that are little more than holes, and a lipless mouth full of sharp teeth. Unlike his people, however, Na'Shur has been genetically and cybernetically modified for the purpose of war.
Na'Shur is incredibly tall, even by Carnotaurian standards, reaching 7'6 and weighs about 378 pounds of high-density muscle and metallic bones. His scales are much more pronounced than an average Carnotaurians, dominated by massive rough ridges, not unlike Earth's crocodiles, instead of the pebbly scales one would usually see in the species. Finally, everyone can see the bionic plugs that have been embedded into and around his entire body. Due to the hard ridges around his face, the already unemotive Carnotaurian is a stone wall to anyone trying to get a read on him and thus have to look at body language to get any idea what he's thinking.
Personality:
Na'Shur is a soldier without a war to fight. His entire life was a buildup of hardships and grim realities before he and the other enhanced children just mowed over the civil war that engulfed the system, left with nothing but a feeling of "what now?" after dismantling one hundred years of conflict in ten. Many stayed home and helped with the rebuilding effort while others like Na'Shur couldn't handle sitting idle took their ticket to the stars when outside forces began to take an interest in Hysh's vast wealth of metals and jewels.
Na'Shur is struggling to find his place in a galaxy where his purpose is already finished. Most emotions are unknown to him and social etiquette doesn't go any further than "Don't speak unless spoken too". He want's to belong somewhere but doesn't know how and is desperate to find any respite to loneliness gnawing at his guts while simultaneously trying to squash it underneath stoicism.
Position on The Condor:
Ground Team Security Specialist, Auxillary Geologist
Skills:
- Military Training: The combat doctrine of the Enhanced Soldier was dauntless advance through enemy trenches, necessitating CQC, demolition, and hand to hand combat.
- Self Reliant: Part of each Enhanced Soldier's training was the maintenance and repair of their own arms and armor, a skill that can bleed into other situations but it doesn't make Na'Shur a master mechanic.
- Enhanced Biology: The race that oversaw the enhancements of the Carnosaurian children went all out. Beyond the greatly increased strength and nigh unbreakable bones, Na'Shur is able to secrete a highly corrosive saliva that aids digesting inedible things as well as use it as an impromptu weapon, turn off sections of his brain to stay awake for longer periods of time, and metabolize almost any poison he ingests.
- Geology and Metallurgy: Rocks and metal are very important to the people of Hysh, with every person at least proficiently knowledgeable in the fields. Na'Shur has taken an interest in metals and how they can boost the effectiveness of his gear but also for its spiritual relevance in his life.
- Weapon Crafter: Hand in hand with their beliefs in the importance of rock and metal, Na'Shur has put it upon himself to craft his own weapons and armor in an effort to be close to something his people considers art. Now that he is away from home he has a whole galaxy worth of inspiration to work off of and the resources to bring the aesthetic he craves into his works.
- Tolerance of Tedium: Give Na'Shur a task and he will do it, need him to stand watch for thirteen hours straight? He's your man. Need a ship load of potatoes peeled? He'll get it done. Na'Shur finds a certain amount of satisfaction from doing repeated actions.
Years on The Condor
Fresh on the Boat
Other:
Gear:
- Carnasaurian Power Armor: A suit of armor that boosts the already impressive physical attributes of the Enhanced Soldiers to even greater heights, speaking of which it boosts Na'Shur another foot in height. The power armor itself is worn in two parts, the subsystems and braces that connect to Na'Shur's nervous system and the armored plates that go over it. The plates themselves are made from a ceramic material that is highly resistant to both heat and shock that makes small arms and low power energy weapons nearly useless, though a lucky shot through the photolenses is definitely possible. The power pack allows for fifteen days of constant use before needing a recharge.
- Modified Bolt-Tak: The Bolt-Tak is a large kinetic weapon that fires armor penetrating, high explosive rounds. Na'Shur has added a "small" flamethrower underneath the rifle barrel for bunker clearing.
- Combat "Knife": Just your standard issue multi purpose combat knife, at least in Na'Shur's hands. In anyone else's it's a blackened machete that'll cut through your hand if you aren't careful.
Due to the lack of lips and fundamentally different vocal cords, Na'Shur needs to use a translator to speak to most other species as the Carnasaurian language is little more than a collection of different grunts, hisses, roars, and body language.
