Earlier this morning, The Alliance has issued my ship to investigate a colony in the outer rim that has gone silent. They are pretty sure it is just a technical problem, but... We can never be too sure when it comes to the planets on the outer rim. Me and my elite team of eleven highly skilled individuals will drop down from our ship, onto the planets surface, to investigate what is going on. We will spend a week there to ensure everything is running smoothly before getting picked up. I hope to God that it's a technical problem... I don't want to have to call an emergency evac...
Humans- No exceptional skill. Newest species to enter the galactic stage. While they are not exceptionally skilled in one field, they also are not poorly skilled in a field, as well.
Quarian- Skilled Engineers. Species who are highly advanced technologically, which makes them great engineers. However, they must stay in a bio suit at all times.
Krogan- Skilled Warriors. A reptilian species who are natural combatants, making them great warriors. They are large, strong, and have tough skin. Krogan, however, are not the smartest of races, and only made it to the space stage thanks to the help of other races.
Turian- Skilled Infiltrators. A disciplined race of bird/raptor like creatures. They are skilled marksman, and thus make great infiltrators.
Salarian- Skilled Sentinels. Amphibious beings with a hyperactive metabolism which makes everything they do move at a fast pace. Due to this, they are quick thinkers. Most also possess biotic capabilities. The combination of these has marked them as terrific sentinels.
Drell- Skilled Vanguards. Drell are a reptilian race, yet appear more like humanoids than the Krogan. Being gifted with biotic skills, and making great soldiers, they are terrific as vanguards.
Asari- Skilled Biotics. The most powerful and respected sentient species in the galaxy, who were the first to enter the galactic stage. Asari are a mono-gender race—distinctly feminine in appearance. The Asari are known for their elegance, diplomacy, and biotic talent, yet don't do well with weaponry.
Batarian- A race of four-eyed bipeds native to the world of Khar'shan, the batarians are a disreputable species that chose to isolate itself from the rest of the galaxy. The Terminus Systems are infested with batarian pirate gangs and slaving rings, fueling the stereotype of the batarian thug. It should be noted that these criminals do not represent average citizens, who are forbidden to leave batarian space by their omnipresent and paranoid government.
[Refer to THIS to get a general idea of appearance, as well as full race details, if interested. Also, just because a race is skilled as one class, doesn't mean they HAVE to be that class(though there are certain cases where common sense should be used.)]
[A change has been made. For balances sake, limiting this a maximum of 2 players to a class.]
Biotic- Biotics are people who are able to use telepathic powers to fight. Pretty much what less advanced species would refer to as "wizards" or "magicians."
Warrior- Warriors rely purely on their weaponry, feeling that it is all they need to survive. Unlike other classes, they are able to use every weapon available.
Engineer- Engineers are highly intellectual, using superior technology to combat enemies. This includes hacking into systems, creating and piloting combat drones, and other such things.
Vanguard- Vanguards are a mix of warriors and biotics, able to use minor biotic powers, as well as having the ability to efficiently use guns.
Sentinel- Sentinels are a mix of engineers and biotics. While this means they can't use guns as efficiently, they are masters at crowd control, able to use telepathy and technology to keep enemies at bay.
Infiltrator- Infiltrators are a mix of engineers and warriors. They are highly skilled in sniper rifles, and are able to use cloaking devices to keep themselves hidden, enabling them to change position without being seen, or even sneaking into an enemies base.
Available Ship Positions
Commander - One only. In charge of the ship. Makes sure everyone has what they need, and keeps things in check.
Captain - One only. In charge of piloting the ship. Responsible for getting the ship from point A to point B.
Strategist - One only. Plans out strategies when on missions, attack, defense, and travel routes. Pretty much in charge of planning out engagements.
Scientist - One only. Researches unknown finds on planets, and researches weapon and ship upgrades.
Doctor - One only. Keeps the entire crew healthy and alive.
Engineer - One only. Makes sure the ship stays running smoothly, and is responsible for making sure the ship gets from point A to point B without any problems.
Soldier - Six only. Exactly what they sound like. Soldiers go out onto the field, deal with enemy encounters, and protect civilians, and other crew members.
NOTE: These are just the job descriptions. Just because you aren't a soldier doesn't mean you won't be fighting. Once the survival part kicks in, everyone will get to fight.
Proper grammar is a must. Spelling, punctuation, everything is needed. A mistake here and there is acceptable, we all miss a key, or hit an extra. We all forget here and there, but completely and utterly ignoring grammar is not acceptable in the slightest.
That said, this RP is not recommended for people who are not well versed in English. You can still apply, but, know that it will likely be harder for you to be accepted.
No god-modding, ubering, powerplaying, etc. If you don't know what any of these are, please educate yourself further before attempting to join.
The moderators have the final say in most cases. If the members completely over-rule the mods, then we will go with their ideas. However, try not to argue with us if you do not like our choice.
Please avoid posting until you are on the members list.
Make sure your posts make sense! It seems obvious, but so many illogical things are posted in Roleplays all the time.
If you truly did read this, then put your favorite dessert your application, somewhere.
You can cuss in this roleplay, but keep it to a minimum. Don't swear every two words.
You can have 'intimate relations' if you know what I mean, just don't get too graphic.
Follow the application I post.
If you don't post for a good, long time, without warning, then, I am sorry, but... Your character WILL be killed off.
You should know what OOC is. When talking out of character, use ((-)) or [-].
Please avoid being rude or obnoxious. To do so is to get banned... And you don't want that now, do you..?
Avoid one or two liners like the plague. You can post them rarely, but please try to add more detail into your posts.
Don't make a perfect character! Make your character original, and give him/her drawbacks!
Avoid pointless OOC posts. PM me, or the other people, if it is so important.
Mods get chosen by me, and I don't choose people who PM me. So if you want to become a mod, just follow the rules, and maybe fill out a lengthy, thirty page app- I'm kidding. I'll pick who gets the mod status.
This RP is for ACTIVE people only. If you know you cannot and will not be able to post much, please leave the space open for people who will meet this criteria. If I know you are not an active person, I will deny you.
Name: (Obvious. Characters name.)
Gender: (Male or female?)
Race: (Choose ONLY from the list provided.)
Age: (If unsure on a races age, refer to the link provided.)
Appearance: (Characters physical appearance, as well as their clothing. For clothing, share casual wear, as well as the color and pattern of their space suit.)
Personality: (How do they act..? Are they arrogant, kind, insane..? That info goes here.)
Bio: (What's their story..? I know this can be hard when there's alien races, so... Just give a general early life, how they got to where they are at this point in life, and how they got on the crew.)
Class: (Choose ONLY from the options above.)
Ship position: (Choose ONLY from the AVAILABLE positions above.)
Anything else..?: (Your opinions on the RP, suggestions, etc go here.)
Shireena has a silverish-blue skin tone, with light, aqua colored eyes. She stands at about 5'7", and weighs 140 lbs. The marking on her face is white, and makes a "crown" shape, starting in the middle of her forehead, and flowing to her ears in a floral pattern.
Shireena wears a black and white, long sleeved, skin-tight top, as well as white skin-tight pants, and heavy black boots as her casual attire. Her space bio-suit is all black besides a white pattern going around the neck and arms, which matches the marking on her head.
Shireena is generally a calm, relaxed person. She is friendly, especially with members of her crew, and works hard when given a task. She always try's to find the fastest way to solve a problem, rather than the most logical way. While a bit immature for her age, she can step up and take command when needed.
Shireena comes from a long line of Asari biotics, all who were greatly skilled in what they do. She was able to fully control her biotic powers by her 25th birthday, being the youngest recorded Asari to do so. When she got older, however, she became interested in the navy, much to her family's dismay. She enlisted around the age of 110, and had earned her rank of commander in the Alliance by the time she was 147, at which point she took a break, trying her hand at politics.
After only seven years, Shireena had decided she despised politics, and returned to the military. (If you read this, say what age Shireena was at this point in the "Anything Else..?" section below.)She has continued to serve up to this point, and has gathered, what she considers to be, the best crew the galaxy con offer. When she received the message this morning about the colony, she immediately alerted all of her crew to rally up in the center of the space station, around noon. She, like usual, was the first to arrive, and is now patiently waiting the arrival of the rest of her crew.
Appearance: Lucas is a tall and limber man, and seems strangely weak for his position. He has shaggy black hair that falls just above his eyes, and down his neck. He has a closely shaved beard that grows slowly, so he doesn't shave often. His eyes are bright blue, glittering out from his tanned skin. His eyes are the only facial features that stand out, because his nose and mouth are of average size. He has long feet and hands, however.
Lucas' casual wear is very laid back. He wears a simple black t-shirt that has an image of a record on it. He wears grey jeans of average cut, and black and white size thirteen shoes. His bio suit is white, with a few blue and black crosses adorning the back.
Personality: Lucas is laid back, but when there is a job to be done he immediately snaps to it and becomes amazingly responsive and quick to solve a problem. He is highly intelligent for a human, but he doesn't show it. He can be sort of cocky from time to time, but he knows his place and won't mouth off to someone of higher standing. He takes his job seriously when it comes down to it, and proves his worth as a skilled marksman and captain.
Bio: Lucas proved his intelligence and marksman skills when he was a younger boy. He was being scouted out by universities at a young age, even though he was nowhere near graduation. Marksman wise, his father was a hunter who oftentimes took Lucas out. The first time Lucas shot a gun, he hit his target right between the eyes. A near perfect shot. His father was impressed, and took him out to hunt far more often. Because of this, his marksman ship skills improved dramatically as he got older, as did his intellectual skill.
He went all the way through university but found it boring. None of the courses really interested him. It occurred to him that he was the most happy when he was out hunting, and should take a job that put a gun in his hands. The next thing you know, he's being recruited to join a star fleet. They liked his marksman abilities, and they also quickly found out about his good leadership abilities. Rising through the ranks and 'fame', Lucas was a person a lot of people wanted on their fleet because of his three greatest abilities.
It wasn't long until he was recruited to join the Asari captain on a mission of 'rescue' as a captain. He gladly accepted this job, and took his place on the ship.
Ship position: Captain
Anything else..?: I own 154 buckets of icecream. Also, Lucas is incredibly handy with pistols alongside sniper rifles, and can wield two handguns at once and use them effectively.
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((Does this mean Orchard is dead?? T-T anywho before I even try applying, would I be considered active enough? I hope you know about alternating time zones and my unreliable internet by now. If you want this to be run like one of absolete's RPs...as in two pages per hour...I probably can't join in on this one.))
Like all Turians, he stand over six feet tall with a metallic carapace as well as a metallic exoskeleton to protect themselves from any sort of attack, or radiation. Though there aren't many ways for other species to tell Turians apart, one thing that might help is the dark blue markings on his face and carapace. The markings distinguish one's colony. He has black eyes, and like all male Turians, has a crest of horns.
His casual wear is a simple blue and black military fatigue.
He wears a light Spectre armor ( Can be seen on the wiki ). It's a blue and black pattern. His head and face is completely covered, even the glass visor is blacked out to the point where you can't see his face. Other than that there isn't much to say other than it provides protection while still providing great mobility.
Like your average Turian. He's known for his militaristic and disciplined nature. Loyal and respectful. Though he is also known for his arrogant behavior at times. His dislike for humans is clear, which often throws all that I listed out of the window.
His voice has a flanging effect.
He grew up of the Turian home planet of Palaven. Like most Turians, he began his training at the age of fifteen, and like every Turian, he was required to serve the state from age fifteen to thirty. He chose to be a soldier, and after years of outstanding service in which he built a great reputation for being one of the best, especially when it came to long range shooting - he was offered to become a Spectre, and he accepted.
Pirates and a scum of all kind have gone as far as placing bounties on his head. Though no one has come close to killing him.
He's now part of the mission to investigate some disappearances. He hoped it was a Turian ship, but that is not the case. Now he's forced to fight along side humans.
(( I'll add much more as his story goes on, I'm just really out of ideas right now. ))
Ship position: Soldier, if possible, the leader of the other five soldiers.
Anything else..?: Good RP. I know a lot about Mass Effect, so it should be easy to RP here.
Name: Sur'Kesh Heranon Lam Kanosh Deraln Jasloth Rentra (( Given name is Rentra. ))
Appearance: Rentra has an elongated body that has a light emerald hue that is quite rare amongst Salarian's and distinguishes her from the other grey and light blue Salarians. The colour of her skin becomes lighter when it reaches her eyes, resulting in her horns being a light green shade. Her horns are quite small but twist together and the tips barely touch each other. Her eyes are a soft, dark green, like the colour of her favourite dessert, which is human ice, and often are filled with a spark of curiosity that lights them up. Rentra mouth is often a line of concentration, but with good company it lifts up into a warm smile.
She wears a thin, shiny white armor that covers her long body up to her neck with plates. An azure blue stripe runs over the length of the plate of her arms, indicating that she's the doctor.
Personality: Rentra is quite energetic, but compared to her friends she isn't the worst, and has a quite bubbly personality. But when her healing powers are required, she often becomes extremely serious and doesn't mess around. Rentra is very patient and likes to learn more things, mainly due to her photographic memory and the fact she almost remembers everything. Erindra often warms up to new people quite soon, and enjoys the company of people she trusts. When she doesn't like someone in the environment she's often quite silent and she often withdraws into her thoughts.
Bio: Rentra comes from the Homeplanet Sur'Kesh and comes from a respectable family there that was in the military. At a young age they tested Rentra and discovered that she possesed Biotic powers. She wasn't a full Biotic, which was extremely rare, just a small flare of magic. Then, she was shipped off to test in what area Rentra excelled in and found that she was a natural with healing and medical machines. Although Biotic powers are usually offensive, Rentra was able to manipulate her powers into a defensive way. During her training, they also taught the use of machines that are able to aid a Doctor in many ways. Even though Rentra can use any machine quite skillfully, she doesn't really know how to handle the weapons that well.
When she had been training long enough to serve as a medic with one of the crews, she went home to say her goodbyes before she was whisked away into the team she was now.
Class: Sentinel, but only using the magical powers Erindra possesses for healing and a few ways to be offensive.
Ship position: Doctor
Anything else..?: 154 times has Rentra been back to see her family from her training area.
[Dragon: Accepted. Also... It's fine about the appearance... After all, you can only get so much from the wiki page I gave. xD]
[Crafting! This doesn't mean Orchard is dead, :3 This is just a fun new thing I wanted to do. xD And, no... It won't be that active. I'm aiming for its speed to be on par with Viral Beasts'. That speed seems to be perfect. That said, I would love to have you in this one! ;D]
[Hug: You forgot a certain set of numbers, but... I know you're a good RPer, so... Accepted. Also, Hug. For a name, it said this on the wiki. "Turian names, culture, and military doctrine also mirror that of the Roman Empire." Should help you make one... Hopefully. If not, I'll brainstorm. :tongue.gif:]
[Chatix: Accepted. Yay! A salarian! ^-^]
[Cold... I would suggest you read the wiki page... It doesn't take that long. :I One example: Your name should be Xarius nar Jarion. keep in mind you're on a ship. You won't have cars. xD And... I've said it's Mass Effect meets Minecraft. Yes, the general concept is from Mass Effect, yet we will get to the minecraft related stuff when it's time for that. If Quarians are too difficult, and you don't want to learn about them, I would suggest playing a human.]
[And, Hug... It's only ME themed xD Though I guess if anything we should say it takes place right before the games. (Because if they decide to destroy the universe in ME3 or something, it can't really be after. xD)]
[Also, for the ship, we'll be on board a frigate.]
[Final thing. As I've seen, the races will either call it the Alliance Navy, or the Alliance Fleet. Just to clarify. ;D]
Dawn dons blonde hair, almost reaching her shoulders. Although distracting, her incredible green eyes are even more so. She also carries a rather armored suit, of light metal plating. It's flexible yet secure, covering her whole body. Red stripes go down the metal plates, and along the sides are a thinner white strip. Metallic gloves usually follow her as well. Although she appears feminine, overall she is a warrior, clearly marked by the massive gun she keeps, specifically a modified M-12 Locust. On her belt's loop she also keeps a smaller N-3 Shuriken, a compact pistol.
Dawn isn't one to kid around with when encountered with a problem. She is full business when needed, but is known to laugh and play around when confronted playfully. Overall she's harsh yet kind, and will go out of her way to help others that need helping. Dawn is actually a bit shy when confronted by an elder or, or really anyone she doesn't know well.
Dawn doesn't have much of a past. Being raised on a starship, living on a starship, and growing up on a starship. She learned the basics as a child, how to navigate a ship, how to wield a weapon. It was necessary to survive on the rough areas she'd visit later on in life. After about her twentieth birthday she had grown funds via mercenary work to gain her own ship, named "Denuo", a long lost latin word for "again, to retry".
Shortly after recruiting her own squad of fourteen able-bodied and skilled workers of various attitudes, races and personalities, her father died. Of unknown causes, as well. No one really knows how, but everyone does know the ruthless gambling overlord Garth Smitt had fallen prey to some invisible force. Dawn steeled herself and moved through, but it brought deep psychological occurrences she did not realize. Striking a member of her squad, she promptly threw him out of the ship's pilot window. As the metal plate slammed down over the broken glass so as not to condemn any others to a similar fate, she was brought down... a mutiny.
Her crew was tired of the emotional and physical abuse she brought, and kept her in the engine room, tied. For months she stayed there, until brought out and sold to a slave trader of sorts. Her crew did not usually condone illegal practices, but it was a one time thing, for someone who had caused them so much grief. For another year she was a sex slave of sorts. Dawn didn't like this. She easily killed her master, a swift punch to the nose and a knife to the heart. Raiding his own armory, she has traveled from there on. After being recruited to the Alliance, she has stayed on a vessel with several others.
Class: Vanguard, yet she does not fully harness her simple biotic powers.
Ship position: Soldier. A swift mind, matched with an even quicker hand.
[xD That's the smart thing to do, Neil. :tongue.gif: And Absolete... Didn't you say on another thread you were gonna be gone for a week..? o . o If so... I need to ask you to demote your character to a regular soldier, as we'll need all the major roles at the start of the RP. Also, you shouldn't just find a picture and describe it... :I If you're gonna do that, you might as well not type anything out at all...]
(( It shouldn't be a problem as long as it isn't anything physical. I do still recommend reading a bit about humans in the wiki, though. And.. like I said earlier, you should delete all the off character talk from the arguement and applications you aren't using. ))
[Yeah, it's fine, as long as things make sense. Remember it is 1000 years in the future. ;D And... PLEASE do delete all off topic spam, and the old applications. Also, okay, accepted in that case, Absolete, though, strategist will need to be taken in order to get everything started and running smoothly, so... It's up for grabs.]
(( Oops. I did one thing wrong Feokris. In The beginning I was plannin to go Biotic. But whe. I saw in the wiki that Biotics were extremely rare amongate the Salarians. So I switched over to Sentinel. Seems like I only did in my mind though and didn't change it in my app. >.< would you mind changing that in the OP? Thanks! :smile.gif: ))
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“I was thinking that work is like fertilizer in that I'm glad it exists; I just don't ever want to get stuck in it.”
[Sure thing xD One Sentinel Salarian on the way! Also, for new applicants, a change has been made in the class section of the OP. Check it out if applying. Finally, for a more RP-related thing: We can probably start once all of the major positions are filled. We have to group up, board the ship, make the journey, then finally get to the planet before the survival part begins. So once we have a strategist and an engineer, we can start. :wink.gif:]
Name: Kreth Various - Obviously he loves cream pie.
(( All spelling errors should be fixed, appearance has been added on to. Spam deleted. I'll just keep trying.))
Appearance: Blue suit with a black zipper going up the middle. Black hair that covers his eyes and Blue eyes. Black gloves and black boots. Pointed ears and pink shady lips. Normally wears a white helemt with a tinted grey visor. He has a blue satchel of tools that he carries all the time. His feet are abnormally small. Kreth comes off tall and masculante. His nose is pointed sort of like an elf. Caucasian with a hint of African American from his mother. He bites his finger nails alot so they dont grow. Kreth wears HD glasses due to the fact that he spends alot of time watching a monitor. His suit is a one peice to stop clutter and countless uses of the washing machine.
Personality: Kreth is a kind loving human, he keeps to himself and generally only shares information with his family. Being on a hostile planet, he dosen't leave town that much. Only for serious reasons. He tries to resolve any quarrels with a rational solution that would please both sides. He only cries at the serious loss of great friends/family members.
Bio: Kreth was born on the hostile planet of Akuze, the planet had been raveged by alien species and torn apart. A small group of scientists had created a small town, free of aliens that would threaten the human race. This town was were Kreth was born. Kreth grew up close to his father. His father was an engine mechanic. Cars would come into his shop to be repaired, good as new. His father was the best at this job. He wanted his son to follow in his footsteps and become a grease junky. Kreth went to the small town school and studied in engine mechanics and physics. He fixed up his first car when he was 14, it was a busted hydrolics cord, along with a clogged engine. It was a sinch and was done in a hour. When Kreth turned 18 he had full right to wichever path he wanted to choose. Obviously, he became a mechanic and opened his own shop called " The Captains Quarters". ( Or TCQ for short). His shop brought in almost everyone in the town, the problem with that is, noone came to his fathers shop. He was furious, he yelled at Kreth, pushing him around and calling him names. Afterwards his father when to TCQ and trashed everything. Even the cars that were brought in for overnight repair. Kreth was furious, he closed down TCQ, got his father arrested, and filed a restraining order.
About a year later, Kreth traveled the streets, an unemployed freak. He would receive a good meal every now and then. His life was terrible, atleast when he had his shop he made some good money. But when he left his shop, he didn't have enough to buy a house or sustain himself. Until one day it all changed. He was contacted by the Army, they were looking for a good mechanic to join in on a special mission. Of course Kreth accepted after they offered a good structure for life. He showed the Army what he could do, and was immediately put on a plane, which he had to fly, with a crew of diverse indivduals.
Ship position: Engineer
Anything else..?: He is not a very skilled fighter, nor has he experienced combat.Also my biography never mentioned how economy was started. It basically was put it during the building of the town. They use the Systems Alliance economy.
Name: Rebecca Hastings Gender: Female Race: Human Age: 29 Appearance: She is quite tall, for a woman, and has an athletic build riddled with all the proper (or dare I say, improper :wink.gif: ) voluptuous and curvaceous contours of the female human body. Her straight and dark colored hair, contrasting with her skin tone and matching her eyes, is cut short and left untamed, giving her a wild and fierce look, that goes right along with her attitude.
The suit she wears was custom made, fitting to her form and allowing a wide range of flexibility. It is almost entirely black, with only dark grey trims to contrast. Personality: Becca is one tough cookie, and isn't afraid of anything. Rude, in your face, tell-it-like-it-is, pitolwhipping, hardass, sonuvabitch...you get the idea. Because of her nature, she has a real hard time making friends, so spends a lot of time alone. Her bottled emotions can also lead to very, very nasty fits. Bio: Rebecca comes from a long line of Alliance veterans, and was cast aside in her family when her brother was born; destined to honor the family name like all the other men before him. But, as fate would have it, an unfortunate accident took away his chance.
Now feeling a sense of responsibility, Rebecca enlisted despite the concerns of her family, and is aiming to honor her family name like her brother would have; this determined sense of honor is what drives her harsh personality, and the death of her younger brother only fuels it all the more.
Her attitude has not gained her many allies, but has earned her respect from her superiors, and sometimes even a bit of favoritism over others who lack the balls to speak out. While it has also earned her reprimand, no one can just ignore her courage; so when she asked to be assigned to a patrol vessel in light of her other duties, authorities complied.
((I'm sorry, I'm adding more to this, but I kept it simple being as I still have a lot to learn about ME, how the Alliance works, etc. etc.)) Class: Sentinel Ship position: Soldier Anything else..?: Dessert: A plethora of unwrapped candy bars, jelly and gummy treats, and some cookies, all crammed into a giant crepe (that's a flatass pancake) with whipped cream on top, and drizzled all over in some homemade cocoa-sugar mixture sauce. Deep fried.
Aarrrghh, so much competition for the Engineer spot! I hope I make it... Oh, and Neil, I would just like to apologize for my last encounter with you. I was a bit rude, and especially crabby that day. Well, on to the application!
Name: This character's name is Lera'Xiir Vas Kyroh
Gender: Lera is a female.
Race: Lera is a Quarian.
Age: Lera is twenty Earth-years of age. (Nothing regarding quarian age in the wiki)
Appearance: Lera sports a standard issue gray, patternless environment suit adorned with green fabric, a jagged pattern stitched in blue. She stands at five feet, nine inches, which is slightly unusually tall for a quarian, and has a very slender build, weighing in at around one-hundred-fifteen pounds.
Personality: Lera is passionate, mostly about her job, but also of music. She is usually outgoing, and swinging to a beat she recorded from the Migrant fleet. While the going is good, she doesn't give a care in the galaxy. Lera is usually eager to try new things.
Bio: Lera'Xiir was born upon her father's ship, Kyroh, living with ten other families upon the small vessel. She took a great interest in music of all kinds, especially of her own kind. The rhythms and melodies spoke to her, guiding and advising her through life. Since things usually required work to gain, Lera usually had many worries, although she had not let it weaken her morality, giving her survivalist attitude a twist of tranquility. When she began her pilgrimage, Lera had to learn to fight quickly in order to survive thieves and muggers. She had discovered so many interesting things, not only music, but technology, and more importantly social interaction. She was easily intrigued by all of the new stimuli, never fearful or hesitant. Her new found freedom gave her new life from the flotilla, although the quarians' unpopularity among the other races caused her much discomfort. Many times she had been accused and suspected of thievery, but her easy mentality kept her going. Eventually, she needed money, being forced to scrounge through the dumps of the Citadel. Her innate ability to repair and create reliable ship parts and sell them earned her a small reputation throughout the local market area. The commander of a ship eventually requested applications for an engineer for his ship. The pay seemed good, and the mission was medium-risk. Something new to shake up the every day mechanic gig, Lera hopped on the opportunity, eager to put herself to the test.
Class: Lera is an engineer, like most quarians grow to become.
Ship position: Lera is currently aspiring to become the vessel's engineer, in competition with multiple other engineers.
Anything else..?: Lera's favorite dessert is a human food called ice-cream cake, although the treat is usually poisonous. This is due to the fact that she is built upon dextro-amino acids, unlike humans.