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Current Spontaneously moving to a new account- OfWindAndRain.
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Born too late to explore the world; born too early to explore the galaxy.
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I'll eventually get a real bio in here.

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Oi!
Ye blood'eh ro'h playahs!

'Ets get back awn track, shall w'eh?!


Hulooooooo

If people would actually respond, we can get around to seeing if we could get a reboot up or something -.-
Oh
Yes
I am interested
Writing up an application.

Also, one might want to say heated arguments are not allowed- debate and disagreement is the life and blood of science fiction NRP. It'd be a helluva lot less interesting if we all just went with however it was, and there would be no chance for anyone to pitch in if it's entirely in PMs. This is the internet- and internet debate is not taken behind closed doors.
So is somebody going to do the thingy?
@Afina
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ill fix it in a bit
Benny had been picked up when they got this cargo- it was him, in fact, that needed to get it moved, and him that got the job for the cap'n. He may have said something out of hand, and his boss may have gotten angry, and so he offered to transport the goods for cheap in record time... hence why he was on this rust bucket.

He sat in his room looking at the relatively cramped quarters. It was such a downgrade- how could he possibly work efficiently when the walls and ceilings were peering over his shoulder, like so? Even Garry seemed out of sorts- he was in power-down mode, which he only did when the small artificial intelligence was feeling stressed or especially tired.

He shivered, and left his cramped room, trading that for a far too fragile door and for a cramped hallway. He felt like Heart of Gold was watching him- he started whispering quietly, as he walked up to the bridge, so low that no one could understand.

He stepped past the captain without even acknowledging her presence- even as he made way for her, his eyes were focused elsewhere, on a thought, sightless. He navigated up the steps, pulled out a small wireless device, and crouched to peer under the second console's desk, shifting through wires and pieces of technology, before finding what he was looking for. He pulled out a wire, plugged the device into its port, and then plugged the wire into the device- leaving the entire thing completely uninterrupted, except now he can remotely talk to the ship.

He pushed himself out from under it, and pulled out a 'desk' from a pocket on the side of his pants- a book-sized inch-thick piece of military technology, know for being practically indestructible. Its touch screen lit up as his fingers touched the hidden fingerprint scanner, and he started sorting through Heart of Gold's systems remotely, requesting troubleshootings and inserting handcrafted pieces of code into various pre-selected programs, altering them slightly to improve efficiency- and keep him locked in.

The he set it to sleep mode, strapped it back to his leg, and walked back down to the cargo bay to get a breath of fresh air. Heart of Gold may be a beauty, but she made him uncomfortable beyond words.

After walking straight down the middle of the ramp, he whistled, calling Garry- his little robot- which scurried down from his room, six radial legs working fast to move him to his destination. By the time he sat down, Garry had leaped a whopping ten feet and perched on his shoulder, rubber-tipped legs gripping his jacket.

He pulled his admin desk out of its pocket again, and started tapping away, solving problems within the ship with a tablet.

And when a man walked up asking if they were accepting travelers, all he had to say was, "Oh. Hello. Talk to the cap'n." Then he went back to his work.


Name: Benson Bartholomew Higgins - Aliases: "Benny," "Ben," "Higgs," "BENSON BARTHOLOMEW HIGGINS!"
Age: 24
Position: Security? Cybersecurity? Neural Networking? Electronic Warfare man.
Appearance/Clothing:
- 1 tac-gray baseball cap made of kevlar with a spun titanium core, with holographic display and headset included
- 1 red No Piston Inside long-sleeve tshirt
- 1 tac-gray kevlar tactical utility jacket (plus a backup), includes a battery pack and a universal charger for drones (he has a drone)
- 1 chort-leather set of utility cargo pants (tan-colored pants shown)
- 1 tac-gray kevlar tactical utility cargo pants (gray colored pants shown)
- 1 worn Shia LaBeouf Just-Do-It brand tennis shoes (plus backup)

Skills:
Hacking,
shooting,
running,
more running,
running on things he shouldn't run on (parkour),
rudimentary skill at driving [and maybe crashing] anything with wheels or gravitronics (anti-grav stuff),
knows lockpicking and welding pretty well (sometimes you have to pick an actual lock, other times you gotta just cut through it),
Knows how to make a mean peach-cranberry cobbler.

Crimes Against The Alliance: He once hacked into a backdoor of an AI on one of the big cruisers, and got it to think that the entire crew were enemies. Another time, he hacked into some rich guy's (he had like this laser pistol or somethin, someone tried to steal it and everyone left one of the displays unattended) bank account and took nearly all his money, and then redistributed it to the Gay Power Association of the System (GPAS), and a whole bunch of other smaller-scale hacking stunts, like reprogramming an ad AI to display random videos of The-Earth-That-Was, such as a recovered "Actual Cannibal Shia Labeouf" video, which gave the Shia LaBeouf Clothing Manufacturer a jumpstart.

Additional Information:
- Paranoid about certain things
- Obsessive about other things
- Can get very, very deep in thought sometimes
- Absolutely horrid at making metaphors or similes

Weapons:
- Fists
- Feet
- Elbows
- Knee
- M34 Combat Sidearm
- SAT-K23 Combat Knife
- Charming personality

Possessions:
A small drone he affectionately calls "Garry"
Some ammunition for his handgun
Various computers, cords, and devices
A very worn but cared-for lockpicking kit
A bunch of electrical replacement parts
A blanket he occasionally wears over everything else, that was white with blue borders, quilt-style

Personality:
To be roleplayed? He's unique. Really.

History:
Ask him about it!
Name: Benson Higgins
Age: 24
Position: Security? Cybersecurity? Neural Networking? Electronic Warfare man.
Appearance/Clothing: digital-art-gallery.com/oid/67/1200x76..
- 1 tac-gray baseball cap made of kevlar with a spun titanium core, with holographic display and headset included
- 1 red No Piston Inside long-sleeve tshirt
- 1 tac-gray kevlar tactical utility jacket (plus a backup), includes a battery pack and a universal charger for drones (he has a drone)
- 1 chort-leather set of utility cargo pants (tan-colored pants shown)
- 1 tac-gray kevlar tactical utility cargo pants (gray colored pants shown)
- 1 worn Shia LaBeouf Just-Do-It brand tennis shoes (plus backup)

Skills:
Hacking,
shooting,
running,
more running,
running on things he shouldn't run on (parkour),
rudimentary skill at driving [and maybe crashing] anything with wheels or gravitronics (anti-grav stuff),
knows lockpicking and welding pretty well (sometimes you have to pick an actual lock, other times you gotta just cut through it),
Knows how to make a mean peach-cranberry cobbler.

Crimes Against The Alliance: He once hacked into a backdoor of an AI on one of the big cruisers, and got it to think that the entire crew were enemies. Another time, he hacked into some rich guy's (he had like this laser pistol or somethin, someone tried to steal it and everyone left one of the displays unattended) bank account and took nearly all his money, and then redistributed it to the Gay Power Association of the System (GPAS), and a whole bunch of other smaller-scale hacking stunts, like reprogramming an ad AI to display random videos of The-Earth-That-Was, such as a recovered "Actual Cannibal Shia Labeouf" video, which gave the Shia LaBeouf Clothing Manufacturer a jumpstart.

Additional Information:
- Paranoid about certain things
- Obsessive about other things
- Can get very, very deep in thought sometimes
- Absolutely horrid at making metaphors or similes

Weapons:
- Fists
- Feet
- Elbows
- Knee
- M34 Combat Sidearm
- SAT-K23 Combat Knife
- Charming personality

Possessions:
A small drone he affectionately calls "Garry"
Some ammunition for his handgun
Various computers, cords, and devices
A very worn but cared-for lockpicking kit
A bunch of electrical replacement parts
A blanket he occasionally wears over everything else, that was white with blue borders, quilt-style

Personality:
To be roleplayed? He's unique. Really.

History:
Ask him about it!
May the odds be ever in your favor!
<Funny little hand wave>
@CoastalSorreh, just didn't see anything but an app.
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