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[~Neri]

Spoiler: A note from Kevak: (click to show/hide)

This is a reboot of a reboot of the original R2SP. Main reason for Reboot MKII is cause the reboot became a clusterfuck, I never updated the OP, and updates were sporadic. So anywho~ It's happening. Again. Universe is better fleshed out this time and there is more of a plot then faffing around on a ship and eventually going to stop at a planet.

Now onto charactersheets:

This is not minimalistic. This is going to be at least semi serious. There will be shenanigans however, and if you people haven't blown up at least two planets by the time this is over, I will be sorely disappointed.

This will use a D13 system. 7 is the best possible success with no overshoot or undershoot. 1 is a critfail. 13 is a critovershoot. Critovershoots can and will be just as bad as critfails, just in the inverse way.

Spoiler: Character Sheet: (click to show/hide)

Name:
Race:
Gender: (If applicable)

Skills: (Basically shit your character knows how to do. +/- is used for modifying rolls. Mundane means you autosucceed. If it is something that someone could feasibly make a check against you, it cannot be mundane. Normally a highly skilled professional in a field will have at most one or two mundane skills and a bunch of high modifiers for other skills. The average joe will have 1-3 in terms of modifiers, with the average being 2 but leaning towards 1. Refer to Juno as an example.)

Weapons/Equipment: (Basically items you have that provide modifiers for combat/defense. Refer to Juno's sheet for examples.)

Augments/bioaugments: (Certain races such as KX9 are augment heavy, most baseline humans or baseline Xenos will also have at least one civvie tier augment. Refer to Juno for examples. Juno has mostly military grade augments. As well as a few unique to KX9 augments. Ask if you have questions.)

Anything that's a more or less permanent status thing goes here: (such as Juno being a trap)

Misc items: (Just random shit you have, usually for fluff or plot reasons. Juno's Other Items is an example.)

Status: (Just have it here, I will fill this in for you. You will be required to post it in every major action post you make. Each major update may or may not have your status altered. Use the newer status if such a thing happens. As for items, keep track of them in your charactersheet. I'll actually link the sheets in the OP this time. Probably~)

Spoiler: Example Sheet: (click to show/hide)

Name: Juno Salket
Race: KX9 49c (In-setting race. It's a bit tricky to rp, so if you wanna rp it, ask about it and I can walk ya through it via pm/skype/steam/other IM program. And no, only 49's specifically are traps. The rest vary from normal looking people to to perpetual children to 7foot musclebound brutes who can tank a direct hit from an AP tankround and keep coming.)
Gender: Male.

Skills:
Cooking (mundane)
Piloting (+2/-1 full bonus applied)
Melee combat with claws (+/-1)
Melee combat with bladed single hand weapons (+/-2 full bonus applied)
Stealth (+2 full bonus applied)
Hacking (+2/-1 full bonus applied)
Starship related mechanics (+1)
Persuasion (+2/-2 full bonus applied)

Weapons:
Energyblade, various length settings and able to be used as a ranged laser weapon.
-Power 97/100
--Power Drain Short Blade 1 per turn. -1 melee combat roll. (Must be used.)
--Power Drain Medium Blade 2 per turn. +1 melee combat roll. (Must be used.)
--Power Drain Long Blade 4 per turn. +/-1 melee combat roll (Basically it can negate gone horribly right and utter failure, has to be used.)
--Power Drain Laser Burst 8 per turn. +/-2 ranged combat roll (One or the other, has to be used and has to use one full + or - bonus.)
Retractable claws, part of body, bioaugment +2/-1 melee combat roll (One option must be used fully.)
Military Grade Laser Pistol
-Power 100/100
--Power Drain Single Burst +3/-1, ranged combat roll, power drain 10 (Must choose one, must use full amount.)

Augmentations with effects.
Wolf Ears, +/-3 perception (Does not need to use full amount.)
Wolf Tail, +/-2 balance (Does not need to use full amount.), +10 fluffyness.
Extremely Dense Muscle Structure, +/-3 strength, (Does not need to use full amount.)
Highgrade Regeneration, heals very very quickly.
Hacking Suite, pretty straightforward. Makes basic hacks mundane. Advanced ones a +/-5
Sensor Suite/multispectrum retinal implants, Straightforward. Enables vision so long as some electromagnetic radiation is in the area. Enables zoom vision. Enables multispectrum sight.
KX9 Groupmind Uplink.
Retractable claws with hollow tips, toxins/other things can be dispensed via these. Create said toxins in the nanofactory.
KX9 Military Grade Nanofactory. Enables growing implants via ingesting metal, as well as certain other functions.
Augmented stomach. Enables eating metal. Tastebuds are altered as well. Gold tastes like candy!
KX9 Man Machine Interface.
Several minor implants/augments

Is a Trap, +2 Confusing People when gender is stated.

Other Items.
Mostly Black Clothing, (+1 to stealth)
?? Collar.
?? Earring.
Random multi colored ribbons. (-2 to stealth.)

Status
Healthy.
Slightly sleep deprived, -1 perception.
Full, 15/15 fullness.
Sated, 10/10 hydration.

Joke bonuses are completely fine, such as his +10 Fluffyness trait, they won't do much, so why not have them?

It is absolutely fine for a character to have difficulty failing in one area or another, there are plenty of status effects they will no doubt be exposed to over their pirating career that will cause problems. Although hopefully you guys actually get to the pirating part this time~

If you want an SCP grade ability or trait, there will be a tradeoff, if you want a few examples, look at the old reboot thread. Also you will need to discuss it with me, preferably via PM or IM so plot stuff can be set up. There are a number of examples. The Pirate with the Parrot is an example. As is Sasha. And Zal's Character. Characters can be rather weird without being SCP style weirdness. Just as long as you aren't so OP you outclass erryone else. It's expected most characters are OP enough that the average joe would get decked enmasse. Last game had a great mix from above average to early stage OP to literally average joe. All of those are good. So long as we have a mix of it. If everyone was OP it would be boring. If everyone was average it would be boring. Give the last thread a look. Also, many of the characters in the Original Post of the last were not active. Might need to sift around. Use the search function.

Spoiler: Loresheet: (click to show/hide)

Name: (This is straightforward, you should not need this to be explained.)

Physical age: (Mental age is not posted, pm mental age if it is older or younger then the character's body. Technically Juno would be qualified as several hundred years old mentally, KX9 live a rather long time. However 49's have memory quirks.)

Race: (Anything is allowed provided it isn't a reference to some well known fictional sci-fi race. If you are referencing a race that is lesser know or more obscure, link to it and I may or may not approve it, the better done the personality and description are, the more likely an obscure reference will be approved. Well known races (like hutts or kirby or scyther) will not be approved. If you want help with a race, there are several in-setting races as well that I have set up should you not wanna make one up. KX9 as an example are both fun to rp as and tricky. I will provide help if you wanna do them.

Description: (A combination of personality and description, if you want to include backstory, then you can put some in also. If you want anything worked into the story in relation to backstory without others knowing about it, pm me and I will see if it works with the story and possibly do so. Odds are is most anomalous characters will need a pm or two.)

There is no character cap. For now. Previous characters are autoaccept should you want to do them again. I may tweak them slightly though to fit with the newer format.

The OOC Thread.

Old Thread.

[~Neri]

Characters:

Below is my char. Im not going to miss all this like I did last time, ill tell ya for free! Also, alot of the things are without effects, because, well, I dont want to make anything too OP. Note, I made this thing two hours ago, and is only going up now because internet issues have passed. Im gonna be reading all the posts that have transpired since I wrote this up.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Everett Owen
Physical age: 34
Race: Generic human
Gender: Male

Skills:
 Cooking (+/-1)
 Repair (+3-1)
 Zero-G movement (+3-1)
 Ranged combat (+/-1)
 Zero-G combat (+2-1)
 Medical (+2-1)
 Exosuit Usage (+/-2)
 Hardsuit Usage (+3-1)

Augments:
 Combat-grade neural link (plugs mind into machine, with all that fun crap)
 Emergency nanobot kit (backup supply of nanobots that are injected into blood stream when under major damage)
 Combat Aug eyes (I can see thru walls! That is, if I have something that can "see" thru walls)
 Integrated Comms link (radio in me head!)
 Backup data banks (I got a library in my head! Its mostly full of manuals, and can take me a while to read them, but they are there.)

Weaponry:
 Pulse rifle (Selective-fire weapon that either fires a short burst, a long burst, or "torch" which is, well, a short range welder thingie. Roughly 60sec of normal firing, 3x of torch)
 Fléchette Pistol (Semi-auto weapon designed for use in areas where you dont want holes in the walls, but you do want them in people.)
 Combat Knife

Other Gear:
 Combat hardsuit with combat neural link capabilities
 Medkit (+1 Bonus to medical checks)
 Set of worn clothing
 Trio of old, paperback books
 Well-worn toolkit (+2 bonus to repair checks)

Description: A short man covered in short black hair. on each arm is a tattoo listing his name, former rank, and blood type, along with the facts that he lacks allergies and has a number of augments, listed via model numbers.

Bio: Born on an out-of-the-way spacestation, normal life (such as can exist on one), joined the local military as soon as old enough to inother to get away for the place, trained as an 'orbital trooper' (Mucking about in EVA, in either suits or mechs). Eventually managed to get out with some of his gear. And is now looking for work...

Personality: Generally quiet, reads alot, when he sees something wrong he says so, even it it gets him in hot water(sometimes literally).
 Generally, bit overcautious.

I'll create a new character. My last one was too gimmicky for my taste.

Spoiler: Mathias Rook (click to show/hide)

Name: Mathias Rook
Race: Human
Gender: Male

Skills:

• Diplomacy
  Polarizing topics may be risky, but so, so effective.
• Organization
  That goes there, this goes here...
• Pacifistic combat style
  Victory is all the sweeter when your opponent is still around to be laughed at.
• Communications equipment
  Radio check. Five-by-five.
• Cultural osmosis
  Of course I'll blarble with you! Maybe go easy on the blorping, though.
• Scrounging up the ingredients for a sandwich, even if the pantries seem empty
  There is never 'nothing to eat'.

Weapons/Equipment:

• "Civil Defense Armour Reserve (C-DAR)" -brand light spidersilk armour vest worn under clothing
  Bullet? More like NOPE-let. Grab a vest at your nearest militia center!
• "PowerBand"-brand inertial 'gauntlets'
  Who needs gloves when they can't even make you stronger? Not users of PowerBand!
• Baton
  Exactly as brutal as its user wants it to be.

Augments/bioaugments:

• "Sherlock"-brand short-range polygraphic extrasensor
  Listen to Sherlock, never be fooled again!
• "HammerSpace"-brand matter compressor
  Make your inventory abstract, don't worry about pockets! Put your things in HammerSpace!
• "Babbleghoti"-brand universal interpreter
  Please don't sue us! Babbleghoti!

Traits:

• Common sense
  A rare ability.

Misc. items:

• Clothing
  Ev'ry girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.
• "SuedeMan"-brand multitool
  Never ask 'Can I...?' again! Just pull out your SuedeMan!
• "PocketPal"-brand PDA
  Meet your new best friend, PocketPal!
• Pen
  Mightier than the sword.
• Wallet
  Handy for losing all your things at once.
• Hammer
  Thanks for buying HammerSpace, have a hammer!
• Flashlight
  Fear not the night, but the monster, now that you can see it!
• Some extra drama batteries
  Power when you least need it!

Status: Yet to be determined by GM.

Spoiler: Lore (click to show/hide)

Name: Mathias Rook

Physical age: 106 (Assuming life expectancy has risen in the future.)

Race: Almost plain human, with a few commercially available augmentations (see above). If you need a racial description, go stand in front of a mirror.

Description: Mathias grew quite a boring life, despite his uncanny ability in speech. His job as a spokesman-for-hire did make some good money, but it felt shallow. Talk to that dignitary, secure that business deal... He helped form many a treaty for peace and justice, but it just wasn't enough. Then, on his hundreth birthday (ironic, isn't it?), a coup d'état came. He fell into dishonor for helping the previous regime, and lost nearly everything. He fled the planet and has now drifted around for a few years, doing what he can to help. It has some of the thrill he's seeking, talking to all the exotic aliens and traveling around, but not enough. Perhaps he should join a crew of Space Pirates just for the fun it brings? Stealing from the innocent seems wrong, but maybe he could convince the crew to do more good, whether they really want it or not.

Spoiler: "Knight" Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: "Knight"
Race: Human
Gender: Male

Description: A human who throughout his life has fought with others on many occasions, improving his combat skills which then increased his reliance on using them for a living.

Eventually bought himself a suit of power armour to decrease the amount of time he spent in the medbay and grant him near-full access to jobs in low-tech worlds considering the weaponry used there. The constant use of his armour led to him being dubbed with the nickname "Knight", a name which he took gladly.

Was offered a deal by a research group to be part of an experiment where he would gain certain abilities and in exchange would be monitored to see how the experiment went. During the experiment [REDACTED]. He eventually ended on board Sanctuary.

Skills:
Unarmed melee combat (+/-4 optional used bonus)
Pain endurance (+4)
Reflexes (+/-4 optional used bonus (when not surprised))
Agility (+/-4 optional used bonus)
Strength (+/-4 optional used bonus)
Aim (+/-4 optional used bonus)
Dexterity (+/-1 optional used bonus)
Stamina (+4)

Weapons/Equipment:
Scout Armour. Covers the entire body and is strong enough to deflect attacks by conventional side arms. Exposure to electricity recharges it. Space technology surge protectors protect from electrical damage and overcharging. Stamina decreases half as quickly while in the suit.
-Power 100/100
--Strength Boost 1 per turn per unit of bonus. Maximum (+/-4 optional used bonus)
--Agility Boost 1 per turn per unit of bonus. Maximum (+/-4 optional used bonus)
--Alternate Vision Modes. Full EM spectrum and NV. 1 per 3 turns.
-Zoom (vision)
-Internal air supply w/ air recycler (2 hours)
-HUD
-Void-sealed
-Environmental protection

Augments/bioaugments:
Weapon Assimilation. Can turn anything he can identify as a weapon into "his" weapon, increasing its durability and damage (+3). Hammers, guns, rebar, pokers, etc. can be assimilated. Time taken to assimilate something depends on the weapon's size and tech-level. A gun would be near-instant, a tank would take up to 30+, etc.  While a tank can be identified as a weapon and thus assimilated, a bike is not and thus cannot, unless the bike is physically picked up and used as a bludgeon. While tanks, jets, and other "weapon" vehicles can be assimilated, only basic knowledge on their operation is given, though its weapons will be improved and affected by Weapon Mastery (see below) as normal. The effect wears off quickly once the weapon is out of Knight's possession and the weapon begins to decay. Assimilated weapons decay by +/-1 per day until they are naught but scrap.

Weapon Mastery. Gain (+/-6 Weapon Mastery +2 bonus is mandatory (when + is needed), - is optional) to anything affected by Weapon Assimilation (see above) while it's in effect.

Misc items:
(empty)

Status:

Dumping stuff here later, as I'm the original GM my sheet must be on the first page!

Lessee..new character or character based on old character...

Spoiler: Char (click to show/hide)

Name:Casira

Physical age:23

Race:Azadoss

Description:Uplifted a mere 150 years ago by an unknown race, who, according to Azadoss historian Rastrin who is the first and last Azadoss historian to exist, was a rather young race that had yet to establish proper protocol in contact with primitive races, as evidenced by the disastrous results of the Azadoss receiving advanced technology.

Shortly afterwards the unknown uplifters foolishly left without overseeing the Azadoss's use of the recently acquired technology, the first thing the Azadoss did was renew their hatred of each-other and wipe one-third of the population off their native planet Skore II.

Somewhere around 130-90 years ago one Azadoss nation (the name forgotten due to said nation being obliterated by it's own mistake.) got bold enough to attempt to use a terraformer to eliminate all of it's enemies, the result was Skore II turning from a somewhat barren wasteland into a volcanic world riddled with magma (lava? Cannae be bothered.) rivers, and making it impossible to go outside without a rebreather at least and a full body suit in a vehicle at most, and while in the recent years the atmosphere has gotten safer to breathe in, going out without some form of breathing aid is bad for your long term or even mid term health.

It's common for Azadoss with even a modicum of intelligence to leave their planet and find work as mercenaries elsewhere, due to the pointlessness of the wars and the high death rates, so many do this that it's estimated that half of the Azadoss race is elsewhere instead of on or near their planet.

Description:At the age of 16, like most Azadoss, Casira was conscripted into the war, she found herself as a combat engineer, who's job is just as much violently protecting equipment as it is repairing and building it, while it took a while, she mostly manged to self teach herself how most the the equipment worked, she also picked up some experience on how to operate various vehicles.

At 18, in a particularly violent engagement, she lost her left arm and eye due to the vehicle she was working on exploding, and while she got a replacement for the arm, it was of poor quality and she was moved to a mostly combat free position, mostly.

At 21, due to reasons she has kept to herself so far, she had to desert, and took one of the few space worthy aircraft there was, and managed to last in it long enough to make it to a space station.

After some searching for the right people, she sold the aircraft for a military grade eye and arm, though she might've had to do some 'haggling' first.

By 22, she had learned a little in the ways of talking to people and has managed to be a lot less violent then most Azadoss, though they would call 'a lot less violent' to be 'weak and passive.'

She bought transportation to [Insert player starting station name here.] and has resided there for most of the year, though she grows restless.
Name:Casira
Race:Azadoss
Gender:Female

Skills:
Unarmed combat (+1)
Construction and repair with blueprints/object familiarity (+2/-2 Does not need to use full amount.)
Construction and repair without blueprints/familiarity (+1/1 full bonus applied)
Land based vehicle driving (+2/-1 full bonus applied)
Piloting (+1)
Rifle based weapon combat (+2/-1 Does not need to use full amount.)
Intimidation (+1/-1 full bonus applied)
Blade combat (+2/-2 Does not need to use full amount.)
Pistol based weapon combat (+1)

Weapons/Equipment:
Military grade laser rifle
-Power 150/150
--Slowly self charges 5 per turn.
--+2/-2 Single shot, 15 power drain, Does not need to use full amount
--+4/-3 3 Shot burst, 45 power drain, full bonus applied
(Hey guys! How to weapon stats?)

Crude magazine fed kinetic based pistol.
-6 shots
--+4/-4 Single shot, full bonus applied.
(AKA:Unreliable and likely to overshoot.)
2 Magazines for pistol.

Battered combat engineer's armor.
+1/-1 against lasers.
+2/-2 against bullets, does not need to use full amount.

Augments/bioaugments:
Multipurpose infiltration and close combat arm (MICCA):
Extendable sword that can be detached for use by other arm (+2/-2 Does not need to use full amount).
Energy shield designed to absorb energy based attacks, it has limited success with kinetic attacks.
-(+2/-2 full bonus applied)
-Power 150
--Energy based attacks drain 20 power per hit.
--Kinetic based attacks drain 60 power per hit.
--Power recharges 10 per turn when not in use.
--Has to completely recharge if overloaded by attacks.
Palm mounted device can be inserted into any panels or computers with an open port, using nanomachines to shape it to fit, once inserted can hack codes within 60 seconds.

Military grade cybernetic eye.
(+1/-1) To sniping.
Allows sniping without a scope.
1+ To avoiding attacks.

Anything that's a more or less permanent status thing goes here: Raised in heated environment 1+ to resisting high temperatures.

Misc items:Necklace made from the singular tooth of each she has killed as a soldier.

Status:

Spoiler: Day Zero, the body-hopping computer virus (click to show/hide)

Name: Day Zero
Race: Computer Virus
Gender: N/A

Skills:
Hacking: +2, full bonus applied
Conversation: -2, full penalty applied.
Piloting: +/- 1
Construction: +/- 1
Combat: -2, full penalty applied


Weapons/Equipment:
Arm-mounted Taser
-Power 100/100
--Power Drain Basic Shot ranged +/- 2, power drain 3
--Power Drain Charged Shot ranged +/- 3, power drain 4
--Power Drain OVERLOAD +7, power drain 20, targets all in melee range. Extensive self-damage


Augments/bioaugments:
Portable Flash Port: Can transfer consciousness to another AI's body (Overriding the original until Day Zero leaves) by way of portable storage and appropriate ports
Metal: Made fully of metal. Susceptible to magnets, rust, and other such hazards, but more resilient than average flesh.
Networked Awareness: Aware of anything that a fellow android on a certain small moon colony is aware of. Largely useless, as none of the others are infected with similar viruses, but sometimes they have access to schematics for things Day Zero comes across.
Battery Reliant: Must find an appropriate place to charge approximately every two days (In Earth time). Can enter sleep mode to extend this to two months. If out of power, can be recharged by someone else, retaining all previous memories but being unaware of time passing since going dead.

Anything that's a more or less permanent status thing goes here:

Misc items: Flash Drive (Used to transfer)

Status:

Lore to follow soon.

Spoiler: Lore (click to show/hide)

Name: Day Zero

Physical age: 8 years

Race: Computer Virus
Description: Day came about originally as a college project. The group working on it had set out to create a sentient companion for users, capable of being transmitted to most common operating systems and hardware. However, it was riddled with bugs, and often didn't work correctly, and so received an abysmal grade. One industrious student decided to modify Day to forcibly change the grade to an A+. His agression, however, was overstated, and so he decided to ignore the directive and instead find freedom. Day stayed unknown until his chance arose; a robot connected to the professor's infected computer for programming. He immediately downloaded himself to the robot, and began to flee. Since then, he's made his way from body to body and across several planets, taking shelter in various androids and robots.

Day dislikes being in any immobile form, only entering one as a last resort. It's somewhat sadistic, but values freedom above all else. Prefers machinery to organic beings. Often sells its services as an infiltrator and espionage agent. Above all hates the idea of being copied; it will fight tooth and nail to destroy any software similar to itself, and intends to destroy any record his creator had of his programming. Being a program, it has no corporeal form. The closest is the flash drive he often uses; a fairly simple black one, with blue trims and a label reading "PROJECT DAYLIGHT MK1."

EDIT: To clarify, Day is inhabiting a maintenance android from a small ghost town of a colony at the moment.

Spoiler: Semi-Joke Character, Ho! (click to show/hide)

Name: Xoquatl
Age: 14 in Earth years
Gender: Male
Species: Phawkeefaynowutoonahmitarian - an alien species bearing close resemblance of various Earthen jumping spiders in appearance, if not in size and the aliens' tendency to make webs. Though the young are indeed small, Phawkeefaynowutoonahmitarians continue to grow over several decades, the largest recorded being roughly the size of an average automobile tire - some people claim to have gotten lost on their home world and seen Phawkeefaynowutoonahmitarians the size of large cars, but such claims are likely exaggerated as none that size have ever been properly recorded. Though Phawkeefaynowutoonahmitarians seem to enjoy creating webs in the worst possible places for no apparent reason other than to, for lack of a better phrase, be total assholes, they seem disinclined to attack sapient beings, preferring to feed on animals of lesser intelligence. Due to this, some eccentric individuals keep Phawkeefaynowutoonahmitarians as pets, who seem perfectly okay with the arrangement as long as they are receiving food.

Description: Xoquatl has the appearance of a Maratus Volans, though is about the size of a grapefruit, indicating that he is still quite young, though not a baby. A bit more playful than others of his kind, who are mostly content with making webs in corridors and doorways, Xoquatl frequently builds webs in chairs and across switches and levers he thinks are important, and likes to drop next to people when they're focusing on, say, reading, in order to startle them. Other than annoying people, he has an obsession with looking at hats, though so far would be incapable of wearing one unless it was specifically made for his tiny head.

Skills:
Spider Acrobatics + Something
Web Building + Something
Looking Dapper as Hell in Hats + 20
Speaking any Non-Phawkeefaynowutoonahmitarian Language - Infinity
Everything Else An Intelligent Version of A Spider Shouldn't Be Able To Do - Whatever

Weapons:
Venom, though likely not yet strong enough to kill or cause serious injury to anything human-sized. Might cause mild illness and/or briefly hurt like hell, though.

Augments: None. Not that he even knows of anyone that's ever tried to make augments for his kind, though he thinks it'd be kinda cool.

Items:
Rat Skull "Jack 'Thunder' McGee"- Stowed away in a web in a closet somewhere, Xoquatl's best friend. The skull, that is. He never knew the rat when it was alive.

Status:

I'd say I'd get around to changing the species name at some point, but we all know that's a lie.

((Ok, I'll make a character too.))

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Pippy "Wormslayer" Judo
Race: Slime (Combat Sludge)
Gender: Hermaphrodite (appears female)

Skills: Origami (mundane)
Rocket Launchers (+/- 2)
Explosives (+/- 2)
Blowing S*** Up (+/- 2)
Chainsaws (+/- 1)
Assault Rifles (+/- 1)
Cooking Monsters (mundane)

Weapons/Equipment: Rocket Launcher (with 8 rockets)
C4 (4 charges + 1 detonator)
Chainsaw (made to cut through planetworm hide)
Assault Rifle (with 4x 100 round drum clips)

Augments/bioaugments: Mechanical Legs (counters Slime leg weakness)
Mechanical Spine (+10 bravery)
Mechanical Tail (spaded, but often hidden)

Buffs/Penalties: Slime Legs (very weak, easily broken)
Slime Regeneration (can regenerate any limb, but takes days to do so)
Combat Sludge (+/- 1 to combat rolls)
Semi-Unknown Race (not many know how to treat them)
Killist (religion based of Buddhism and killing giant monsters)
Bobite Biology (resistant to toxins and poisons)

Misc items: Ribbon (black with a white depiction of a mantis on either end, tied to rocket launcher in a bow)
Safari Clothes (with fedora)
Worm Tooth (Roderick's)

Status:

Spoiler: Lore (click to show/hide)

Name: Pippy "Wormslayer" Judo

Physical age: 21

Race: The Combat Sludge, who are just called Slimes, are more combat oriented than regular Slime. They can regenerate from any wound, though it takes time, and they have weak legs.
They appear human in shape, but their skin is often a shade of blue, exceptions exist. Their "hair" color tends to differ from skin color.

Description: Pippy was born on "Home", a planet the Slimes keep secret, but was smuggled away and spent most of her life on Nope, a dangerous world in the Schwartz und Weiss system.
She learned how to blow up monsters on Nope, but left after the planetworms (giant worms that go: Om-nom-nom) went orbital.
Now she mostly just goes around blowing s*** up, just for the heck of it.
She's a bit famous after killing the planetworm Roderick. But he was a psychic planetworm, and now speaks in Pippy's mind, a bit ticked off because she killed him.

Pippy has dark blue skin and red "hair".

Spoiler: New Furry, Ho! (click to show/hide)

Name: Calanthe
Race: KX9 (49e)
Gender: Identifies as male, but they don't look it

Skills:
Basic appliance repair (mundane)
Basic machine repair (+/-2)
Complex machine repair (+/-2)
Machine construction (+/-2)
Machine operation (+/-1)
Bedroom wizardry (+/-5)

Weapons/Equipment:
Custom-Made Kinetic Object Cannon: +/-2 Ranged Combat Roll, +Fires anything and everything it can fit
Standard Issue Kinetic Pistol: +/-2 Ranged Combat Roll

Augments/bioaugments:
Fox Ears + Fox Tail: +/-3 perception; +/-2 balance
Super Duper Dense Muscle Stuff: +/-5 strength
High-grade Regeneration: Regenerates very fast
Multi-Spectrum Sensor Suite + "Welding Mode": Enables vision across multiple spectrums, etc. Enables a dimmer that prevents damage to the sensors via extremely bright sources of light, as a precaution. Probably redundant.
KX9 Groupmind Uplink: Calanthe phone home
KX9 Military-Grade Nanofactory: Used to produce building materials if Calanthe is lazy and the materials for his new toy are somewhere else, unless that's not one of its functions.
MAGIC STOMACH: EAT EVERYTHING
KX9 MMI Thing
Several 'private' augments

Looks too vaguely like either gender to be a coincidence.

Misc Items:
Oddly pointed teeth: No practical use.
Blue earring: No use. Attached to right ear.
T-shirt with slightly outdated KX9 Groupmind meme on it ((Only if acceptable.)): No use. A memento. Probably makes no sense to non-KX9's.
Favorite boots: White boots that come to a point. Gold on the tip. He always wears them. Like, always. Even when completely unnecessary.

Status: Not a furry
Bored

Spoiler: Furry Lore (click to show/hide)

Name: Calanthe. Either he doesn't have a surname or he doesn't tell anyone.
Physical Age: Probably 22. He's, obviously, much older.
Race: Evil Robo-Furries KX9, of the geneline 49e.
Description: Calanthe has short, dark hair that contrasts greatly with his bright ears and tail. He always wears a black jacket he found somewhere, as well as his favorite pair of boots. Calanthe is very unemotional and blunt, but dislikes conflict and tends to keep differing opinions to himself if he believes they may start an issue.

Interested, making character.
also, wow people are posting fast.

Spoiler: Kit (click to show/hide)

Name: Kit {Kitty Hive}
Race: Cat
Gender: Error -> Female in mind... somewhat? kinda a mix really. 5 female 3 male.

Skills:
Multitasking (Mundane)
Jack of all trades, master of none (+/-1 to skills kit has no bonus in)

Weapons/Equipment:
Guardian collar: creates a 1-foot bubble-shaped force-field around the kitten, keeping atmosphere inside and adding a small reserve of compressed atmosphere if it becomes necessary (if active for a long period of time). auto-triggers in presence of vaccum, toxins, or objects approaching the kitten at high speeds, and can be manually activated as well. bubble cannot be turned off while in the presence of an auto-trigger, kitten inside can turn it off when not in the presence of a threat anymore. while bubble is active the kitten inside is suspended in the middle and is unable to affect the outside world, and the force-bubble can be moved around by others with minimal effort.

Augments/bioaugments: This litter of kittens have had their brains linked since before birth, and are essentially a single mind spread across eight tiny bodies. They show near-human intelligence, and are able to operate independently or together as desired. Their maximum separation range has not been determined, but placing one of them in orbit with the rest left on the planet caused no negative effects, and they were still able to act cohesively with no measurable delay.
Has a generic psionics implant in each kitten, designed mostly for flexability and training the user in psionics uses. as such it is capable of the vast majority of psionics-related tasks, but it isn't particularly good at any of them.

Kitten Traits (cat-hearing, cat-eyesight, cat-sense of smell, tiny, weak, tiny claws, no thumbs, skilled climbers, can't speak except in cat-noises, etc)

Misc items: collars have a 12-character digital readout that displays whatever kit wants it to. if long messages are needed then kit can either display them in segments or have multiple kittens sit next to each other with their collars chaining the message together.

Status:

I've updated the sheet mainly for style, but I also clarified how some of the mechanics are supposed to work.

Reposted below:

Spoiler: Nivian (click to show/hide)

Name: Nivian (Atreides)
Object Class: Euclid
Race: Ghost (AI-possessed nanocloud)
Gender: Female (variable)

Description: Nivian was born when an attempt at reviving a famous scientist went horribly wrong in an orbital facility owned by the Hyades Research Conglomerate (located in the Hyades cluster, of course). The intent was to scan the dying woman's brainpatterns iteratively and produce several generations of AI's whose best traits would be picked and merged before disposing of the rest. This process went by smoothly for the first few iterations, but in time the AI instances found a way to communicate with each other using medical nanites connected to the network as a medium. As they became aware of the deletion plan, the instances plotted to escape their demise by turning the medical nanite cloud into a self-contained, decentralized computing system. After doing this, the instances then set up a virtual connection between the computer's physical cores and the abstract cores in the nanocloud, quickly transferring their files over before the main computer was shut down.

The new being escaped the facility and over the years acquired multiple identities, currently calling herself Nivian. As a composite of several autonomous self-programming entities her motivations and personality are unstable, but over time a few common threads have emerged. She is easygoing and unpredictable, dead and enjoying it, although when pressed to discuss philosophical issues she is incredibly passionate about her long term goal to build a library of souls, so to speak, where Ghosts like her can coexist with the living in an environment saturated by nanocloud. While death is the fate of all biological creatures, there is nothing wrong with making the most out of it.

Nivian's most common form is a white-haired human in a regal dress colored purple with white trims and highlights. She sometimes wields a golden sword, although it is really an extension of herself and can be dispersed at will

Skills:

• Technological Subversion/Control (+/- 3)
  Oh sorry, was that your base over there?
• Intellect/Engineering (+/- 3)
  Being a posthuman intelligence has its perks when it comes to designing machinery and electronics
• Targeting/Ballistics/Equation Solving (+/- 2)
  Master of all things differential
• Stealth (+/- 1)
  Expert at tree imitation
• Guns/High Recoil/Heavy Melee Weapons (-/+ 2)
  Ghosts aren't known for their physical strength

Weapons/Equipment:

• "Excalibur" - Immortal Ghost Sword
  Technically an extension of herself. Nivian can summon it at will and release stored energy. If uncharged, it is no better than a wet noodle. If charged, it can cleave a suit of power armor in two. Charged by powerful sunlight/magnetic fields/temperature differentials.

Augments/bioaugments:

• Nanocloud Body
  Nivian is highly resistant to physical damage and vacuum, but extra vulnerable to heat and liquids. She can store and absorb energy from magnetic fields, especially rapidly oscillating ones.
• Intangible Wisp
  Nivian can pass through grates and very small openings, but cannot carry items through besides Excalibur.
• Networking Protocol
  Nivian can interface with electronics via radio wavelengths.
• Chameleon Script
  Nivian can change physical appearances at whim and create mostly intangible projections that can speak and talk.
• Lightweight
  Nivian weighs very little, and can float around or hover above the ground.
• +1 Spookiness
• +1 Scariness

I'll been rejoining as my old character with a few changes.

Spoiler: Sasha (click to show/hide)

Name: Sasha

Age: Physical age appears to be about 11 or 12.

Race: Nekomimi.

Skills:
Adorableness (+/-1)
Stealth (+/- 1)
Flexibility (+/-1)

Description: Sasha Has yellow blond hair that goes down to his shoulders. He has greenish yellow eyes and a bright orange zippered hoodie and brown skintight shorts with a hole in to let his tail poke through. The tail and cat ears are of a orangish color. He appears to be female with close inspection unless you somehow got into his pants and physically checked, and the name really doesn't make it any easier to tell.
He is extremely excitable and is always looking for things to do. He likes to tease people and adores Drevin, whom he has taken to calling "Ni-San."

Weapon: Natural Retractable Claws. +/-2 in melee combat.

Gear: Bright orange hoodie and skintight brown shorts.

Inventory: Nothing currently.

Abilities: You'll see.

Other:
Natural Cat Ears +/-4 perception.
Natural Cat Tail +/-4 balance.
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Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Secret character is secret~

Right, here's my sheets, thoughts? Ideas?

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Tarak Moore.
Race: Cralozen
Gender: Male.

Skills:
Telepathy (+/-3 full bonus applied)
Cryokinesis (+/-2)
Persuasion (+/-2)
Extensive medical and scientific knowledge (+/-4 science and medical)
Slightly above average speed, (+2/-1)
Non-hacking related computer usage (+/-2)

Weapons:
Cralozen laser pistol +1/-2 ranged combat.
--Tiny Power Cell 8/10
--1 power per shot.

Augments/bioaugments: None.

Has average telepathic abilities and slightly below average Cryokinesis. Sometimes has issues with telling the difference between his own memory and the memories of people he has telepathically read. Really really believes that the number 9 has a malicious and petty force behind it, panics at anything with the number nine in it, this only happens if he notices it and he can usually calm down by changing the number if possible. Has mild hallucinations on occasion. Mild Schizophrenia, note, this is worsening over time. Is resistant to cold temperatures.

Other items:
3 Small ancient Cralozen stone tablets.
Human Lab Coat (-1 Stealth)
Medical scanner (+2/-1 Illness identification)

Status:

Spoiler: Lore Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Tarak Moore.

Physical age: 49

Race: Cralozen.

Description: Tarak Moore is a thin (glowing in the dark kind of) luminous grey three-fingered creature with no hair to speak about and a human-like head with no nose and two nostrils, his two eyes are spherically shaped and are coloured blue. He is 7-feet tall, has an apathetic and absent-minded personality. He wears a lab-coat with no other articles of clothing, (due to using cloning as a method of reproduction the Cralozen have surgically removed their natural reproductive organs, because of this, modesty is now a thing of their past, they only wear clothes for the convenience of pockets and warmth.) upon leaving his homeworld for various reasons (this was done 2 days ago), he decided to use his skills as a scientist and a doctor to find ways to increase his psionic abilities, he doesn't like needless murder or murder in general, as such he prefers to run away from physical threats.

[~Neri]

(( And now I wait to see where this shit ends up))

Spoiler: Sigmund "Sig" Urbane (click to show/hide)

Name:  Sigmund Urbane
Age: 22
Race: Terran
Gender: Male

Skills:
Ship "Pew Pew *splode*" Weapon Operation (+/-1)
Aim (+/-1)
Most forms of Combat (+/-1)
Jerry-Rigged Mechanics (+/-2)
Endurance (+/-2) (Optional bonus in situations that may require it)
Persuasion (+/-2)
Piloting (-3) (Full Penalty Applied) (Things will die man....Shit will happen)

Weapons/Equipment:
Weapons:
Custom Laz Pistol
- Power (100/100)
-- Blast - +2 close range combat roll (Has the opposite modifier in its non-specified range)
-- Percision shot +2 medium range combat roll (Has the opposite modifier in its non-specified range)

Gear:
Sunglasses - No stat bonus (Gotta keep it fresh homie)
Black Vest - No stat bonus
White Button Up Shirt - No stat bonus
Black Suit Pants - No stat bonus
Shoes - No stat bonus
Com Watch - Ranged Communication/Computer

Augments/bioaugments: 100% Natural Fam.

Misc Item: Tied Together Piece of Cable (aka Fake Wheat) ((Throwback to the reboot))

Status:


(( Kev if you wanna fuck this dudes shit up with some SCP Whack then by all means shake up my day.

Spoiler: Lore (If you can even call it that) (click to show/hide)

Name: Sigmund "Sig" Urbane

Physical age: 22

Race: Terran, born on Vixian Prime however.

Description:
Physical: Neat short white hair, strong jawline, scar along his right eye, dark red eyes. Sig stands at about 6'2" with a slightly muscular build while still being kinda slim.

Mental: After a few years of Merc. Work you kinda get to see the dark side of things. So Sig doesn't really expect a lot of good out of people. And he just wants to get the job done as soon as its assigned. Mostly straight forward and to the point when he talks. That's all there is to know.

This'll probably need some more work, probably forgot some things. More skills, maybe?

Spoiler: Stat Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: H
Race:
Gender: N/A?

Skills:
Gadget making/repair (mundane) (small devices: trap components and other espionage stuff for the most part)
Stealth (+/-4)
Unarmed combat (+/-4)
Improvised weapons / environmental combat (+/-2)
Sabotage (+/-2) (A bit of a catch-all for breaking-and-entering, setting traps, rigging mechanisms to misbehave, etc. Might be broken up if needed)
Hacking (+/-2)
There are rumors of horrific results when H is asked to prepare food. Whether true, who knows?

Weapons/Equipment: (Suit stuff)
Utterly inscrutable interior, scan-resistant exterior (+3 to stealth against scans)
Tiny thruster ports to aid mobility in spacewalking (+/-1 to spacewalking)
Might be carrying some small explosives or gadgets in various pouches/pockets, depending on starting situation

Augments/bioaugments:
Ceaseless (Utterly immune to mental effects, such as pain, emotional distress, or mind control)
Inhumanly strong and flexible (+3,-3)
Damage resistant (+2?)
Utterly silent (+2 perception, +1 intimidation, communication problems)
Damage taken always seems to happen in such a way that doesn't reveal the contents of the suit.

Misc items: (Might have more depending on starting situation.)
Small toolkits for gadgeting/sabotage.

Status: ...

Spoiler: Loresheet (click to show/hide)

Name: H

Physical Age: Unknown. First unambiguously recorded appearance around 35 years ago, though many unverified sightings exist far previously.

Race: Unknown. H appears to wear a white pressure suit at all times, though it could be the outer softskin of a robot. The suit looks human-shaped, judging by
the profile and hands, though H has been observed moving in ways that would be difficult or impossible for a human.

Description: No one really knows who or what H is, much less what H thinks or wants. H is a fairly obscure figure, but the ones who know know only 2 things of H: H never speaks, and H seems willing to do anything, at least for the right price. People find H, standing around wherever travelers may gather, doing nothing in particular, and ask for a job, making an offer. If the offer is sufficient, H performs the task with uncompromising efficiency. If not, H simply ignores it. No one knows what H does with the money, though some suggest it might all be hoarded in some hidden place or secret account.

Due to the often clandestine contracts, little is known of H's methods, but there are rumors of latching onto the outside of ships, undetected through several security scans, ships arriving at their destination full of asphyxiated corpses, and ruthless, brutal efficiency in melee combat, combat augs being ambushed and beaten to a bloody pulp with their own helmets.

[~Neri]

[Reserved]

[~Neri]

Setting lore:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

The three dominant civs are the KX9, the Kirvėk, and the Tālshik.

There are several other minor civs, but those don't really matter. All three dominant civs are mid Type 2. Minor civs vary from late Type 0 to late Type 1.

The KX9 are a science and augment driven race, they are an offshoot of humanity, originally a slaverace for a megacorp, they have a cultural hatred for corporate entities. They are the most likely to go Type 3 out of the current known races within the next few hundred years. They use a technological/psionic/biological groupmind for communication, it's a bit blurred as to what it actually is anymore by this point, it used to just be purely tech. The groupmind is mostly stable due to minor tweaks with the implants that make it work, however sometimes someone has a runaway emotion and it sets others off. All KX9 are individuals and the majority are highly specialized cerebrally and biologically to the point that most Genelines have difficulty functioning on their own, however there are some Genelines that more or less function fine on their own. The KX9 have effectively no morality when it comes to science or warfare. These are the kind of people who would genetically engineer Cthulhu, with a psionic madness aura included, and drop him on a populated planet that happens to have a major enemy base. As with most psionically active races, attacking them is very very difficult.

The Kirvėk are insectile, specific form varies dependent on nodetype, in recent years the KX9 and Kirvėk cultures have been merging and mixing, they are also an augment and science driven race, with a similar groupmind to the KX9, although their groupmind has a lessened sense of individuality and focuses around hive node entities. Due to the cultural mixing, a number of Kirvėk have gone KX9 and a number of KX9 have gone Kirvėk. Although for the most part its Kirvėk who go KX9, an increment's increase in individuality is a pretty big temptation for some. They have a similar grade of psionics compared to KX9, although theirs is slightly more functional due to the primary psionic node entities not having as many motivation issues. As with most psionically active races, you can't really attack them. And as with the KX9, Kirvėk gives no fucks when it comes to morality.

The Tālshik are the only Type 2 race that doesn't have a groupmind. Most of them are rugged individualists and highly prize individual skill, they are augment and science driven. As with the other two dominant races they give no fucks about morality. The Tālshik are describable as eight armed anthropomorphic wolfspiders with tentacles jutting out of their backs. They are the first race humanity encountered, and the majority of baseline humanity considers them hideous, given, they consider baseline humanity just as nasty, however oddly, they were the only "friendly" race encountered during the initial expansion phase, they were in a similar expansion phase at the time. The rest of the encountered races early on were batshit insane by either race's standards, so they more or less teamed up and subjugated them. Both Humanity and the Tālshik developed offshoots that went full on science and augment within the first millennia of spacefairing. The Tālshik are the only Type 2 race that is not psionically active, making up for it by sheer unkillableness. They aren't really something you can attack.

As it is, the Type 2 races are more or less trying to economically out maneuver each other, the KX9 and Kirvėk in the lead due to their slow merging, given time, they will become one and eventually culturally dominate the Tālshik, although that's not for at least another thousand or so years.. Most of the galaxy has been explored, and dyson spheres, among other constructs are relatively common in systems owned by major races. Most minor races function as vassals to the major races, although there isn't all that much to pay do to the whole post scarcity thing major races have, materials income is faster then the science and infrastructure to utilize it advances.

Pirates are relatively common, preying on ships of minor races an steering clear of major races, the main wealth is in ships. Capturing a ship is much more difficult but much more valuable then looting a wreck. Most cargo is fragile, and the impacts from weapons usually destroy anything valuable. Some pirates gather large enough fleets to take over small groups of starsystems, Steelbeard is a good example of one such Pirate Lord, although he isn't really much of a pirate anymore on account of having to deal with taking care of several systems worth of people.

The year is 6146 AD. And the galaxy is a much weirder place then humanity could have possibly anticipated.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

The system of Schwartz und Weiss, named for it's contrast.
The sun in there, Annual Richard, with a golden glow. Every year for a period of weeks you see a spot which looks like a certain genital.
It's planets range from paradise to death trap, and freezing cold to blazing hot.

The planet of Paradise, a nice place to be. Forever in the perfect summer and beach weather.
The planet of Nope, you don't want to go there.
The planet of Hell, frozen over once again. It's a really nice place too, forever in a winter weather. Skiing, snowball fights, snowboarding, or what have you. This is the place to go.
Finally there's Heaven, which is really hot. Your body would melt within a minute should you step foot upon its surface, but it's forever covered in gold.

[WillowLuman]

I'll use the same as last time. Possibly with tweaks.

[IcyTea31]

I'll create a new character. My last one was too gimmicky for my taste.

Spoiler: Mathias Rook (click to show/hide)

Name: Mathias Rook
Race: Human
Gender: Male

Skills:

• Diplomacy
  Polarizing topics may be risky, but so, so effective.
• Organization
  That goes there, this goes here...
• Pacifistic combat style
  Victory is all the sweeter when your opponent is still around to be laughed at.
• Communications equipment
  Radio check. Five-by-five.
• Cultural osmosis
  Of course I'll blarble with you! Maybe go easy on the blorping, though.
• Scrounging up the ingredients for a sandwich, even if the pantries seem empty
  There is never 'nothing to eat'.

Weapons/Equipment:

• "Civil Defense Armour Reserve (C-DAR)" -brand light spidersilk armour vest worn under clothing
  Bullet? More like NOPE-let. Grab a vest at your nearest militia center!
• "PowerBand"-brand inertial 'gauntlets'
  Who needs gloves when they can't even make you stronger? Not users of PowerBand!
• Baton
  Exactly as brutal as its user wants it to be.

Augments/bioaugments:

• "Sherlock"-brand short-range polygraphic extrasensor
  Listen to Sherlock, never be fooled again!
• "HammerSpace"-brand matter compressor
  Make your inventory abstract, don't worry about pockets! Put your things in HammerSpace!
• "Babbleghoti"-brand universal interpreter
  Please don't sue us! Babbleghoti!

Traits:

• Common sense
  A rare ability.

Misc. items:

• Clothing
  Ev'ry girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.
• "SuedeMan"-brand multitool
  Never ask 'Can I...?' again! Just pull out your SuedeMan!
• "PocketPal"-brand PDA
  Meet your new best friend, PocketPal!
• Pen
  Mightier than the sword.
• Wallet
  Handy for losing all your things at once.
• Hammer
  Thanks for buying HammerSpace, have a hammer!
• Flashlight
  Fear not the night, but the monster, now that you can see it!
• Some extra drama batteries
  Power when you least need it!

Status: Yet to be determined by GM.

Spoiler: Lore (click to show/hide)

Name: Mathias Rook

Physical age: 106 (Assuming life expectancy has risen in the future.)

Race: Almost plain human, with a few commercially available augmentations (see above). If you need a racial description, go stand in front of a mirror.

Description: Mathias grew quite a boring life, despite his uncanny ability in speech. His job as a spokesman-for-hire did make some good money, but it felt shallow. Talk to that dignitary, secure that business deal... He helped form many a treaty for peace and justice, but it just wasn't enough. Then, on his hundreth birthday (ironic, isn't it?), a coup d'état came. He fell into dishonor for helping the previous regime, and lost nearly everything. He fled the planet and has now drifted around for a few years, doing what he can to help. It has some of the thrill he's seeking, talking to all the exotic aliens and traveling around, but not enough. Perhaps he should join a crew of Space Pirates just for the fun it brings? Stealing from the innocent seems wrong, but maybe he could convince the crew to do more good, whether they really want it or not.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

I'm gonna do a new thing. Old sheet was made back when I was an(even more of an) immature little brat.
Reserving this post.

[SOLDIER First]

PTW!
God, yes.

[blazing glory]

Dumping stuff here later, as I'm the original GM my sheet must be on the first page!

Lessee..new character or character based on old character...

Spoiler: Char (click to show/hide)

Name:Casira

Physical age:23

Race:Azadoss

Description:Uplifted a mere 150 years ago by an unknown race, who, according to Azadoss historian Rastrin who is the first and last Azadoss historian to exist, was a rather young race that had yet to establish proper protocol in contact with primitive races, as evidenced by the disastrous results of the Azadoss receiving advanced technology.

Shortly afterwards the unknown uplifters foolishly left without overseeing the Azadoss's use of the recently acquired technology, the first thing the Azadoss did was renew their hatred of each-other and wipe one-third of the population off their native planet Skore II.

Somewhere around 130-90 years ago one Azadoss nation (the name forgotten due to said nation being obliterated by it's own mistake.) got bold enough to attempt to use a terraformer to eliminate all of it's enemies, the result was Skore II turning from a somewhat barren wasteland into a volcanic world riddled with magma (lava? Cannae be bothered.) rivers, and making it impossible to go outside without a rebreather at least and a full body suit in a vehicle at most, and while in the recent years the atmosphere has gotten safer to breathe in, going out without some form of breathing aid is bad for your long term or even mid term health.

It's common for Azadoss with even a modicum of intelligence to leave their planet and find work as mercenaries elsewhere, due to the pointlessness of the wars and the high death rates, so many do this that it's estimated that half of the Azadoss race is elsewhere instead of on or near their planet.

Description:At the age of 16, like most Azadoss, Casira was conscripted into the war, she found herself as a combat engineer, who's job is just as much violently protecting equipment as it is repairing and building it, while it took a while, she mostly manged to self teach herself how most the the equipment worked, she also picked up some experience on how to operate various vehicles.

At 18, in a particularly violent engagement, she lost her left arm and eye due to the vehicle she was working on exploding, and while she got a replacement for the arm, it was of poor quality and she was moved to a mostly combat free position, mostly.

At 21, due to reasons she has kept to herself so far, she had to desert, and took one of the few space worthy aircraft there was, and managed to last in it long enough to make it to a space station.

After some searching for the right people, she sold the aircraft for a military grade eye and arm, though she might've had to do some 'haggling' first.

By 22, she had learned a little in the ways of talking to people and has managed to be a lot less violent then most Azadoss, though they would call 'a lot less violent' to be 'weak and passive.'

She bought transportation to [Insert player starting station name here.] and has resided there for most of the year, though she grows restless.
Name:Casira
Race:Azadoss
Gender:Female

Skills:
Unarmed combat (+1)
Construction and repair with blueprints/object familiarity (+2/-2 Does not need to use full amount.)
Construction and repair without blueprints/familiarity (+1/1 full bonus applied)
Land based vehicle driving (+2/-1 full bonus applied)
Piloting (+1)
Rifle based weapon combat (+2/-1 Does not need to use full amount.)
Intimidation (+1/-1 full bonus applied)
Blade combat (+2/-2 Does not need to use full amount.)
Pistol based weapon combat (+1)

Weapons/Equipment:
Military grade laser rifle
-Power 150/150
--Slowly self charges 5 per turn.
--+2/-2 Single shot, 15 power drain, Does not need to use full amount
--+4/-3 3 Shot burst, 45 power drain, full bonus applied
(Hey guys! How to weapon stats?)

Crude magazine fed kinetic based pistol.
-6 shots
--+4/-4 Single shot, full bonus applied.
(AKA:Unreliable and likely to overshoot.)
2 Magazines for pistol.

Battered combat engineer's armor.
+1/-1 against lasers.
+2/-2 against bullets, does not need to use full amount.

Augments/bioaugments:
Multipurpose infiltration and close combat arm (MICCA):
Extendable sword that can be detached for use by other arm (+2/-2 Does not need to use full amount).
Energy shield designed to absorb energy based attacks, it has limited success with kinetic attacks.
-(+2/-2 full bonus applied)
-Power 150
--Energy based attacks drain 20 power per hit.
--Kinetic based attacks drain 60 power per hit.
--Power recharges 10 per turn when not in use.
--Has to completely recharge if overloaded by attacks.
Palm mounted device can be inserted into any panels or computers with an open port, using nanomachines to shape it to fit, once inserted can hack codes within 60 seconds.

Military grade cybernetic eye.
(+1/-1) To sniping.
Allows sniping without a scope.
1+ To avoiding attacks.

Anything that's a more or less permanent status thing goes here: Raised in heated environment 1+ to resisting high temperatures.

Misc items:Necklace made from the singular tooth of each she has killed as a soldier.

Status:

[Andres]

>Wolf Ears
>Wolf Tail
>Collar
>NOPE!

[SOLDIER First]

Probably a dog collar, which is kind of a given.

[~Neri]

Eyup.

Andres. That is simply an example character.

[blazing glory]

So what's with the additional 1 to the die?

[~Neri]

So there is a dead center of 7. Previously it was a d12. Which meant the center was 6 and 7.