Kal shrugged. "Hey, I never said that. Sounds like someone is projecting."
She turned to Maggie. "Seriously? You better not be pulling my fucking leg here Mags, because I ran out of Snickers a day ago. I'm about ready to start chowing down on the crew here, and not in a sexy way."
She got up and stretched, bending back and forth. She was itching for the first real breakfast she'd had in days, and anyone else eating in the cafeteria had better pray they'd finished before she came in and broke the machine again.
Aside from the rustling and ripping noises coming from the Lieutenant's rough treatment of the servers, there had been a persistent shuffling and groaning noise in the background of the server room even since the crew had started to gather there, but it had went unnoticed due to the incredible load being placed on the Extranet and the servers going absolutely wild. Either someone was downloading twelve zettabytes of pornography or... no, it was probably just the pornography. Either way, it made things hard to hear, at least when you weren't actually trying to be annoying. But the white noise was broken when someone's neck made a really loud and obnoxious cricking sound.
"Hey Old Ironsides, mind keeping it down? I know you literally got rocks for brains, but some of us are trying to fucking sleep here."
The chief of security was an abnormally tall and well-built woman by human standards. It was a miracle she'd gone unnoticed, even with all the noise being made by the overclocked servers. Yet here she was, sleeping in the corner with a cable plugged into a port at the base of her neck, likely attempting to charge her nanomachine augs as much as possible. She yawned rather loudly, and cracked her neck in the opposite direction before sticking a finger in her ear to pick out the wax. She wiped it clean on her camo pants before looking around at the crew who'd assembled.
"Hey Mags," she said. "You got the replicator back up and running yet? I'm starving. Oh look, Bitchy is here too."
She cast a neutral eye on the canine Neural Networker, who she'd never particularly liked.
I don't know who that is but I mean, go ahead haha. He's not made to really be someone people look up to as a moral authority
edit: And yes, my first illegal trade had to be gross/kinky porn. It was decided right when I made the character.
It's Messner from Mass Effect: Paragon Lost. Believe me, Christian is nowhere near the douche he is, but considering the similar roles they both play and even their somewhat similar appearances, the comparison had to be made.
Also, posted our new chief of security in the character page! Oh, and WE NEED MORE DUDES. It's starting to smell like a fish market up in here if you know what I'm saying ;P
NAME: Kal Rama RANK: Former Lieutenant in the UAP SPESS MEHREEN Corps DEPARTMENT, POSITION: Chief of security RACE: Augmented human super soldier AGE: 74, appears 23-28 GENDER: Female APPEARANCE:
SHORT BIO: A former super-soldier bred in a lab like all the rest for the UAP Space Marine Corps. Kal was, at one point, a Lieutenant in the Corps, but was dishonorably discharged more than a decade ago due to "gross negligence, incompetence, and a failure to meet the standards befitting of a squad leader". She refuses to say why. She now works aboard the Audacia as the chief of security, a job she performs enthusiastically. A bit... too enthusiastically, according to some of the crewmembers. PERSONALITY: +Above average intelligence (although still dumb as rock by super soldier standards) +Proactive =+Headstrong =+Takes her job seriously in as far as protecting the crew =+Loyal to her superiors and crew, even if she doesn't like them =+Has a harsh but good-natured sense of humor and is quick with the wisecracks =-Antisocial =-Likes to provoke and make fun of people =-Can be lax when it comes to enforcing the ship's various rules and code of conduct amongst the crewmembers (she has been known to settle disputes between personnel by telling them to "work it out" and then sitting back and setting up a betting pool while the fists fly) -Can be irritable on the best of days -Foul-mouthed -Violent -Condescending TALENTS: -WARFIGHTING: Kal has been trained by the UAP Space Marine Corps, which means she is trained to kill, and damn good at it. She is proficient with almost any weapon you can give her, and has been instructed in a wide variety of deadly hand-to-hand techniques, some of which are unusable by normal humans. She can fly a ship, drive tanks and personnel carriers, and pilot all kinds of deadly weaponry, and has been known to hijack tanks and other vehicles. -AUGMENTED HUMAN PHYSIQUE: Super soldiers like Kal were designed to be the Space Marine's ultimate weapon, a combination of man and machine that could fight to the death even when disarmed and disabled. They are incredibly resilient. Aside from being augmented by gen-engineered nanomachine organs, all super soldiers possess a thin layer of subdermal armor, like a layer of kevlar beneath the skin, and can hit harder and run faster and longer than any unenhanced human ever could. They're stronger, faster, and tougher than any ground troop, and can fill a variety of roles on the battlefield thanks to their advanced optics system, which allows them to see in the dark and through objects, as well as a variety of other visual filters useful for tracking, subterfuge and reconnaissance. They have an enhanced metabolism and immune system that allows them to eat a number of things most people would consider inedible, are immune to most diseases, and have genius-level intelligence as well as a programmed instinct towards violence. They are quite literally supermen, and cannot be argued or reasoned with. When faced with a UAP Marine Corps super soldier, your only options are run or fight, and you will not succeed in either. -NANOMACHINES (SON!): The specially gen-engineered nanomachine organs in Kal's body afford her a number of superhuman abilities, at great cost. She is incredibly resilient, able to heal from almost any wound that overcomes her sturdy sub-dermal armor with medical nanomachines produced by an organ behind, below, and to the right of her left kidney. Gunshot wounds, cuts, stab wounds, and even impalement and severe organ damage can be repaired relatively quickly, a shot to the heart by a low caliber weapon healing completely within minutes and enabling a return to combat effectiveness in seconds. Even if Kal were to lose a limb or a few fingers, she can heal back to full health as long as she can find the missing digits or appendages and reattach them, a process which is relatively quick depending on how clean the separation was. If any part of her is lost completely and cannot be reattached, it can be regrown over the course of a few weeks or days given the right environment and medical care.
However, these nanomachines do not make her immortal, as invincible as she may seem. Her stamina is low, as the rapid-healing the nanomachines provide can be very energy intensive, and batteries, if she even has them, can only last so long. After that it starts to work off of calories, which can quickly deteriorate Kal's body to the point of starvation if left unchecked. Pushed to the absolute limit, the nanomachines may simply run out of energy completely and Kal will die. Furthermore, there are some wounds she simply cannot heal from. For example, if more than 60% of her body is destroyed, she will be left on the brink of death with only a 50/50 chance of survival even with the best care, and decapitation is a guaranteed kill assuming no one is around to retrieve her head and reattach it before her brain function expires (although minor to moderate brain damage from gunshots is within her ability to recover from). Her healing process can also be hindered temporarily by the careful and precise destruction of the organ which produces the nanomachines designated for medical purposes.
Perhaps the greatest flaw of Kal's nanomachines is the most misunderstood one. Nanomachines are not magic, all-purpose plot MacGuffins. They each have a specific purpose and cannot exceed the parameters with which they were programmed, hence the number and variety of nanomachine-producing organs Kal has. If the organ that produces communication-type nanomachines is damaged, its role cannot be filled by the organ that produces medical nanomachines, or the organ that produces the nanomachines that reinforce her subdermal armor. Against an opponent with military history who knows the anatomy of a Union super-soldier, disabling the vast majority of Kal's superhuman abilities granted to her by nanomachines is easy. Even EMP grenades can be used to temporarily stun such a super soldier, making them formidable, but far from unbeatable.
Other, less important abilities granted to her by nanomachines include the ability to temporarily reinforce her subdermal armor and nanocommunications (think Snake's codec from Metal Gear). FLAWS: Genetically prone to violence and conflict, has terrible interpersonal skills, and her combat effectiveness in the field is effectively limited by how many batteries she's carrying and how recently she's eaten (and how much). Although intelligent by the standards of the average human, she has little specific knowledge of the sciences or mathematics, and has a hard time relating to people due to her superhuman abilities and the circumstances of her birth, as well as the life she's led up until now.
Sorry for the Metal Gear-worthy wall of text about nanomachines. I realize there's more raw wordage in the talents/flaws section than personality, but as the chief of security, I thought outlining her abilities was important. Plus, I tend to go into way too much detail when I use full paragraphs to describe personality, and leaving it a little more vague gives me room to maneuver.
Whoa damn, we've started already? Shit. Well, I have plans tonight, so I won't be able to post much. I'll finish my character sheet and try to post at least once, so please don't leave me in the dust, okay? :(
Fish of Oblivion
