(M)The Black Star Privateers: Blood and Blasters

[Splat]

Y'know what? Screw it.

Spoiler: (Australian accent) This here team needs a snipah. 

Name: Krahe (pronounced like "cry-eh", though she doesn't care if anyone says "cray")
Age: 31
Gender(m/f): Female

Spoiler: Appearance 

Krahe is tall compared to most human females, standing at 6'1, and her limbs are lithe and flexible, and stronger than they appear. She is mostly avian in appearance, especially her face, and brightly colored feathers grow from her head, shoulders, and the tip of her tail. The rest of her body is covered in scales of varying gray hues.
A scar in the shape of a runic sigil rests between her shoulderblades.

Race: Rak'sheba
Job: Scout

Racial Skills and Abilities (limit of 4):
That's Too Many Arms, Man // As a Rak'sheba, Krahe possesses two pairs of arms, one in the normal human position and the other just below them. Both pairs are fully functional and equally strong.

Eagle Eyes // Krahe's eyesight is very sharp. She might not even need the scope.

Fresh Air Is a Luxury // As a result of growing up on a very hostile planetary environment, Krahe is not affected by most poisons or toxic gases.

These Claws Were Made For Climbing // Due to her home planet's mountainous terrain, Krahe has long, curved talons that allow her to scale steep surfaces, as long as they aren't too smooth.

Normal Skills and Abilities(limit of 5):
Boom, Headshot // Krahe is a superb marksman, having been trained in most long ranged precision weaponry.

Stabby Stabby // In addition, though she does not practice this skill much, she is proficient in fighting with the traditional curved blades of her homeworld.

Weapons(Limit of 4 weapons):
- Mk IV-B "Leonis" Sniper Rifle: A military-issue rifle, custom tailored to fit Krahe's needs. The range of the weapon is over a thousand yards, on a good, clear day. The scope has infrared and night-vision settings.

- 2 8-inch combat knives, equipped with curved blades

Armor(one sensible suit of armor): A padded but flexible, almost skin-tight suit, jet-black to blend in with her usual shadowy surroundings. It is tailored to fit her alien body type.

Augs(Limit of 3): N/A

Personality:
Krahe is a reserved woman who keeps to herself as well as she can. She's not very talkative, but when she does tell you something, you better listen. Despite this, she is very boastful about her marksmanship abilities, and will readily accept any challenge against her skills. Krahe tries to keep a serious manner in everything she does; once she is concentrating on something, it is very hard to break her focus.
Likes: Meat, guns, a good challenge, the curious human instrument known as the "guitar"
Dislikes: Missed opportunities, getting interrupted

Spoiler: Background 

On the remote world of Rakkis, everything on the planet is dangerous. One half of the planet is covered in active volcanoes, the other in a harsh desert. From the cold, dark air to the nearly constant flow of ash and fumes into the atmosphere, the environment is not exactly healthy to most living organisms. That is, except for its one indigenous sentient species, the avian Rak'sheba. A highly territorial, shamanistic society that fights over scarce food and resources.

You can guess that a member of this species would not have had a very pleasant childhood. Krahe, or as she was known by her birth name, One-Who-Darkens-Sun, was hatched during a solar eclipse- an omen of death in her tribe. So, to ward the clan against evil, a ritual sigil was carved into her back. It served also as a reminder for Krahe, a symbol of her inferiority.

Throughout her childhood, Krahe had to constantly prove herself to her tribe. Though she was trained as all Rak'sheba children with the sword, she found herself taking naturally to the bow. Her eyesight was greater than her peers, and she gained a reputation as the greatest sharpshooter in her tribe. Even so, she still did not gain the respect she craved. So, taking her few personal belongings, Krahe left the tribe, casting off her tribal name and wandering in self-imposed exile in search of a purpose.

She found that purpose, five years after her departure. A lone pirate gunship had landed on Rakkis, the first in recorded history. Krahe was at first disturbed by the motley crew of aliens that had arrived, but she realized that they were her only ticket out of the life she wanted to leave behind. So, after the pirates discovered nothing of value on her little planet, she offered them her skills as a marksman in exchange for passage to the nearest starport. The pirates accepted, and offered her the first rifle she ever owned. She had never even seen a gun before, let alone one so technologically advanced. But she took to it as naturally as the bow, if not even more so.

She ended up traveling with those pirates for several years, but eventually, they went their separate ways. Having taken a liking to the bounty hunter's business, Krahe went looking for a new job-- and found one in the Black Star.

Spoiler: Other 

Come on, just a little closer...
Krahe lay prone on the rooftop of a skyscraper, the city beneath her just beginning to sleep. Car horns blared and lights blinked from far-off towers, but the sniper paid them no mind. Her eye was completely enveloped by the scope of her rifle, the long barrel extending over the building's edge.
Over half a mile away, a old, wealthy business magnate was preparing to have his third marital affair. It's too bad he'd never get to experience any more of those, Krahe thought wryly. Someone wanted him dead, and it was her job to see that through.
Through her scope, she could see his hand in his bedroom window. Just a foot to the right, and he would be a dead man. Her finger rested on the trigger of her rifle, and it was growing mighty itchy.
The man bent down, revealing some areas which Krahe could have easily gone her lifetime without seeing. But when he stood back up, his head passed into the assassin's crosshairs. Last mistake he'll ever make. Krahe's index finger squeezed the trigger, creating a soft "pop" from the silenced weapon and sending a less-than-one inch piece of metal soaring through the quieting city. Though the sniper could not hear the screams of the woman who was expecting a night of pleasure, she still relished them.

[SikstaSlathalin]

Good post Zan.

Koti: Scout spot reserved

Splat: Kooky char so far, looking forward to seeing her completed.

[Koti~]

Name: Self gravitational replica beta 48, or Sgrb48
Age: Three Months​ after creation
Gender: N/A Robotic
Race: Eyebot
Job: Scout

Appearance:

Spoiler: SGRB48 

SGRB48 is a steel plated orb that is roughly the size of a soccer ball, each panel housing a small projector on the outside for scanning and image projection. Underneath the side panels are two mini turrets that shoot pieces of chewed metal that are stored in the center. In the center is a prototype gyrosphere that powers SGRB48. In total the device weighs around 85 pounds.

Human child- Using a simple disc, SGRB48 is able to produce the visage of a human child, wearing nothing more than a plain white shirt and red shorts and sandals. This form has deep blue eyes and shoulder length red hair that has a natural shimmer. The form has no physical presence and cannot physically interact with objects.

Racial Abilities(Limit of 4)

Electromagnetic polarity field- Built for momentary shield. This field allows SGRB48 to generate a polarity field to draw in several different types of metals and minerals. This is caused by creating a field that forms personal polarity field around its body, similar to a gravity field, though it can only gather materials similar or smaller in mass.

Metal disassembly array- Built for a temporary repair tool. The array allows SGRB48 to scan and break down metal objects to give it a bandage solution for damage to its shell, patching holes and cracks on its surface.

Progressive field View- As it was designed as a scout, there are sensors built onto each panel of the side, allowing it a 360 degree field of view that is 3.2 times farther than most known scope ranges, along with a built in organic and lifeform functions in the scan. The PFV was also designed to store the scans within its ram for five seconds between scans before dumping the visuals for a fresh field scan.

Holographic Reconstitution Field- Designed for scouting, this device allows SGRB48 to recreate the surrounding terrain as a holographic map or an image to overlay on itself. The field is also built to move with it and accurately display it's environment to act as cloaking.

Normal skills or attributes.

350 degree targeting- SGRB48’s turrets are built on a swivel, allowing it to aim and target opponents, though the turrets lack the ability to straight out from the body to hit opponents on the side it it.

Intuitive Neural Translation- A feature designed for cataloging new languages and nuances in dialect for better understanding and scouting local terrain. INT works by registering vocal patterns and micro facial movements to learn new languages. It can only store up to twenty languages at a time.

Gyrograv repulsion- Using it's internal prototype core, SGRB48 can counter the gravitational pull nearby to travel, getting up to 60 mph. Due to the field though, it is hard for it to stop or speed up quickly, making fast get always hard to do.

Omni pic- A component placed at the base of the robot, this allows it to pick and open basic locks, whether physical or electronic. This device takes on the form of a simple key with a wireless signal to allow it to access online wireless nodes..

Weapons.

Small caliber twin turrets- Found on both sides of its body, the turrets are located on swivel points that allow them to spin and target anything within its rather small range, only able to fire at 200 yards effectively. Instead of regular rounds, the turrets use thin needles to shoot, meaning that it aims for vital points to incapacitate the targets.

Tri-lazer- A secondary component that rests in between the turrets, this laser can be used for more effective close range fighting, coming with three options of fighting.
1: Stun laser.
2: Pierce laser.
3: Fire laser.

BEMP- A last resort, BEMP (BIOELECTROMAGNETIC PULSE) is a complete dump of the energy stored inside SGRB48. The stored energy is released in a cone from the laser ports on its turrets, allowing for some directionality that can reach outwards of 50 yards. The pulse can cause numbness and loss of balance in organic targets, while frying electronics. The BEMP can only be triggered by pressing a switch on the back of the bot, and leaves SGRB48 unable to function for two hours after the energy is dumped.

Armor- nanocarbon fiber with a two centimetre layer of Titanium make up its shell, with a Kevlar mesh for the exposed areas.

Augs- None.

Personality: Highly curious and blissfully cheerful, the droid has a very strange reaction to the world. The bot was designed to gather and collect data, so it has no qualms about the right and wrong actions of others as long as it brings about new information to it. Even so, the bot was built with protocols to serve and bring no harm to those registered as allies or friends. Some have reported the bots nature to be childish and naïve, get quick to learn and grow.

Likes: Wide open areas. Books, playing catch.

Dislikes: Cramped areas, heavy winds, water.

Background: Built by the BSP’s last known chief planet, SGRB48 was created on an unknown and still in process planet. Alongside its brothers and sisters, the bot was designed to help build and protect the planet from those trying to peer at the planet without authorization. Unlike it's others, SGRB48 was the first built that could run without the need to be connected to the planet, making it the first of its kind, yet also a high commodity.

It was only a week after its creation that rival scientists came after the small droid, going so far as to hire rebel mercs to try and capture it. Fearing for the life of the technology and her own planet, she chose to send the bot away, going so far as to send it to the only known protection that she could think of, the captain of the black Star privateers.

Other:

Spoiler: An Evening Practice 

"Okay, target practice time!” Shinkei shouted, tossing the fourteen ping-pong balls into the air. The minute whirl of machines could be heard in the cramped space, followed by the thump of metal. The ping-pong clattered, each peppered with two needles inside them, resting awkwardly. Shinkei cheered as the hovering droid lowered to the ground, reforming the guise of a human child. The robot cheered with, the gender neutral voice echoing around the room. SGRB48 gave a minor spin on the chair before floating back into the air.

Spoiler: An Evening Practice 

“Do I have to go into the box? I can just fly there.” The robot asked curiously, looking at the large shipping crate and packing peanuts inside it. Shin gave a thoughtful tab of her chin before glaring at the computer, looking at the shadow of a rather large ship floating nearby. Even with her history people still tried to fuck with her. Didn't they know what happened to those who were still on good terms with Togga.

“Sadly yes. I can't risk your kind of power falling into others hands. You’re my child, and I'll be damned if some money grubbing bastard gets ahold of you, so I'm going to send you to the biggest money grubber I can respect. Plus, it'll be the best test run for you.” Shin replied thoughtfully to her hot before motioning it to the crate. Hovering over it SGRB48 gave a mechanical whine before settling down into the box, shifting around until it was completely covered by the foam. The bot gave off a tiny whir as the foam settled around it as Shinkei closed up the box.

“Don't worry. You'll​ be free and flying around before you know it. So just go on standby and wait until the Captain or Xantos opens the box. Got it?” Shinkei told the bot, smiling as the whiring died down to a low hum. Closing up the crate and doing it up in some very festive wrapping, Shin triggered her transporter to send the crate off to the ships dock to be then taken to the ship proper. It might cost her more in the end, but it was worth it for her bot.

[SikstaSlathalin]

Very nice Koti, only things I see wrong are some inconsistencies in the sheet where it seems you forgot or mixed up words like Chief Planet instead of mechanic and when describing the guns on the side.

[Imperial1917]

Name: Lily Cruise
Age: 29, though you can barely tell.
Gender: Female

Spoiler: Appearance 

Standing just under the average height of a 29 year-old human, Lily is a thing of beauty. Whoever her parents were, it was obviously a good pairing. Whoever crafted her cyborg parts was obviously a master. Both are mysteries to her, but her sculpted features are very real. Her black hair cascades down her pale white skin and playfully hides her pink lips and emerald green eyes. She is obviously made to look like she had in squishy life and the appeal still holds. Though some parts of the main region of her body remain organic, they are just so; where the organic ends and the synthesized material begins is just a guess as the black joints of her mechanical parts meld away to synth-flesh that is all too real and covers the metal beneath. Even where her body remains organic, the structure is supplemented by metal supports.

Race: Cyborg
Job: Asst. Mechanic

Racial Skills and Abilities (limit of 4):
- Sync-in nerve-impulse connectors.
- Cognitive adaptions including memory enhancers.

Normal Skills and Abilities(limit of 5):
- She is a mechanic. What do you want? She deals in hardware. Boo!
- She can handle a blaster (copyrighted) small arms like pistols and rifles of all kinds (meaning solid, laser, and plasma).
- Excellent at melee combat, particularly at arm wrestling, though there are some accusations of cheating when she plays against fleshies. Something about having robotic limbs.
- Exceptionally lithe and agile.

Weapons(Limit of 4 weapons): N/A

Armor(one sensible suit of armor):

Spoiler: T17-B Modified Environmental Suit 

Features:
- Glare-shielded automatic/manual retract in-built helmet that deploys automatically in response to pressure drops. Includes full suite of instruments and sensors that may be voice-controlled. Multiple EM spectrum filters included. Helmet pack located on back of main suit.
- Twin oxygen tanks located under helmet back on back of suit.
- Grav/null grav utility belt/pockets located around waist and suit for storing equipment. Contains various equipment.
- Internal power supply with thermo-containment.
- Magnetic plates located on boots and other parts for null grav situations.
- Under-wrist grappling projectors.
- Over-wrist multi-function plasma fusion projectors.
- Radiation proofing standard on suit.
- Sync-in nerve-impulse coordinator on back inside of suit.

Augs(Limit of 3):
N/A

Personality: Lily is listed as 29 years old, but she is good at 'system maintenance', so... whatever her age is, she acts like she is ten when she is not twenty-one. Notoriously clumsy for an mechanic, there is a good reason why she is only the assistant and not the head mechanic. Lily doesn't care much for profit in what she does; she cares more about having fun. Beneath it all though, she seems a bit... sad. Sad with a streak of mischievous.

Likes: Fun, fun, fun!

Dislikes: Work... ugh.

Background:
Who Lily was is a mystery, perhaps even to her. Whether or not she knows and simply won't tell when asked or just plain doesn't know is unknown. Whatever past she had, either it was incredibly free-wheeling or very boring because she has a very free-wheeling, no-work style of living. Still, there had to be some kind of education somewhere in there. She is, as clumsy as she is, a mechanic after all. Perhaps she was taught by someone who cared for her or perhaps she had taught herself so that she could fix things that were broken. Either way, she is amazing at what she does when she does it.

More perplexing is her transformation from a squishy human to a cyborg. The extent of her augmentation, which encompasses much of her body, is staggering not only because of its magnitude and expense, but also because of its workmanship. What she is is a work of beauty as much as her organic parts are.

Regardless, it was neither her beauty nor her easy-going personality that got her a place on the Black Star. What got her there was her ability to fix things fast and correctly... most of the time. Whether it was by teaching or programming, Lily is capable of making miracles happen with the tools given to her, provided the motivation to do so. That is how she ended up with the crew five years ago, ever passed over for promotion due to her clumsiness, happily toiling away in the control roomby day and snoozing by night. Life is good.

Other: Super-secret mod stuff:
Lily frowned as she crouched next to the console screen. She had remotely accessed the malfunctioning panel. The troublesome thing wasn't letting the door to the mess hall close. Given the circumstances, those being that the backup of the work-log had caused this problem to persist for over a month, the cook was heard to threaten that he would not feed the engineers until they fixed it. Small chance of that. Lily would cause his ovens to shut down from the maintenance console if he did that. She valued her four squares a day like most of the crew valued their share of the loot.

Poking around the console, she grunted in disgust. One of the most most-traveled parts of the ship, the mess hall door saw a lot of use and abuse. Some of the pathways had become fused from overheating, something that shouldn't occur with such low-power outlets. In fact, it wouldn't occur if people didn't keep opening and closing the door constantly. Even now, people wandered by, in and out of the door. Some were heard by the audio-sensors to mumble about the maintenance crews, which were made of both engineers and mechanics. None of it was particularly flattering.

Finally, Lily located the problem after rerouting some sub-protocols: Somebody had put in what looked like the twisted remains of a fork to supplement for a wire or perhaps just because they were bored. The energy-flow sensors were picking it up. She sent an electronic pulse that should have blasted it from its place. It did but she noted that one of the pointy-things on the fork was missing. The door slammed shut a moment later. "Eureka!" she said, waving her hands in the air in triumph.

Moments later, the console started making the buzzing sound it did when people wanted it to open. It didn't. Sudden alarms around the panel started turning red and Lily only managed to get the cover to lock down a moment before it blew. Sensor soon picked up smoke around it, the cover now definitely fused to the box. Looking over at the sealed door on the viewing camera, she said, "Uh oh..."

[SikstaSlathalin]

Haha is this the same Ellie as before?

[Imperial1917]

What? No! Certainly not! ~shifty eyes~

[SikstaSlathalin]

Haha good cause that Ellie I wrote out having gotten married and planned to have a bunch of kids.

Could you make this Ellie the Asst. Mechanic and change her build to that?

[Imperial1917]

Could you make this Ellie the Asst. Mechanic and change her build to that?

I feel like we had this exact conversation in the other thread. And just like there, I swapped out 'engineer' for 'mechanic'.

[SikstaSlathalin]

Heh we might've, but seriously is this the same Ellie as before? If it is you'll need to edit her history a bit.