Lux

[Professor Fenway]

He's not Lux machinery; the city himself attacks him. But he defaults to defending it for purposes unknown. But if needed, I can change my char.

[Error]

This is a thing, then? This is a thing, then.

Name: Commander Valereia Korriman

Age: 127 (Bear in mind Aurelia live to 250+)

Species: Novan-Aurelian hybrid

Faction: Novan Commonwealth

Personality: Tending towards cynical and sarsastic; an idealist with a pragmatic and realist outer shell.

Bio Tidbits: The daughter of Commander General Markus K. (In cryostasis aboard hospital ship Hopeful) and Lady Admiral Mayala K. (Commanding the battlecarrier Valkyrie).

Equipment: Novan CSN armour (light, non-powered armour, intended for small arms protection), 7.62x75mm CM-27 rifle, 7.62x40mm CM-2 sidearm, "Ares" psionic shield system, medical kit (field surgery), CEPS-3 personal shield.

Backstory: Sent to Lux to recce the system; her Prowler was destroyed, and her escape pod locked onto the planet instead of the rescue ship.

Appearance: Rabbit-y ears, a felid tail, and an abnormally thin (to most species) stature. Stands 1.18 meters, with dark hair, blue eyes, and a small scar over her left eye.

[cats]

Fen: Pending

Day: Accepted

Error: Accepted

LS: Incomplete application

[Julo]

Name: Keldron Bor

Age: Unknown

Species: Porleyter (Energy beings, unable to physically interact with the world, unless they use an activity body, which can be either genetic or inorganic)

Faction: Intergalactic Physicians

Personality: Very quiet and modest; he is very peaceful and is often overlooked;

Bio Tidbits: He is existing in the Bor clan, he is a representative for the Intergalactic Physicians

Equipment: Ve'torsh ritual armor, providing protection against small weapons, as well as psychological attacks; Necrophores, a virus, which is able to wipe out almost any organic being that it comes in contact with and dies after 2 hours. It should not be used by any organic being and is forbidden as a weapon, however the Intergalactic Physicians are allowed to use it against bio-weapons; a Ve'torsh ritual staff, it can be used to stun enemies;

Backstory: Keldron is in existence for a long time. His life in the Bor clan was peaceful. He worked as a psy-farmer, draining psy-energy from various sources. But then the dark age of the Bor clan dawned. One race had found out that their psy-energy was stolen from them, so they began to take vengeance and ended up enslaving the Bor clan. Keldron was sold to a rather modest family, which didn't punish him and even let him be part of the family life. He lived with the family for nearly a century when the race began to fight against itself, which resulted in the complete destruction of the whole species. This meant that the Bor were free again, but the effects of the slavery still had impact on them. It changed the behavior of Keldron forever. before the slavery he was a very friendly and open person, but the years in slavery made him very quiet and modest.
After a long time, a small faction called the Intergalactic Physicians asked the Porleyters for help. They asked if they could help with a plague on a planet, which spread via the minds of the victims. The ideea was to suppress the shared psy-energy of this species and stop the virus from spreading. The plan worked very well and Keldron was chosen as a representative for the Bor clan. Since then he is doing missions for the Intergalactic Physicians. But this did not come from the IP, it came from the chief of the Bor clan and was supported by the IP. There were traces, that there might be a very dangerous biological weapon in the city, which might kill trillions of people if it got released. So Keldron went on his mission to search and destroy this plague.

Appearance: His activity body is humanoid, wearing a long robe above his exoskeleton. His arms and legs are protected by armor plates. He wears a mask to protect the crystalline memory shard in his head.

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[cats]

No energy beings.

[Shadowcatbot]

Cat, can I be a cat.

[cats]

What kind of cat?

[Shadowcatbot]

What kind of cat?

Immortal sapient felis catus


Only the true rulers of the universe of course.

[Vinyl]

Name: A5-044 "Amacus"

Age: 24 (technically 134)

Species: Human

Faction: Pan-Hexalanic Coalition (remnants of Hexalan)

Personality: Anitsocial, sociopathic, calculating, nationalistic: The soldier Gotham Hexalan needs.

Bio Tidbits: Extensive organic and cybernetic augmentations as well as mental and physical conditioning from a young age (19). Female. Psionically capable.

Equipment:
MkVII Psionic Amplifier Body Glove (allows user to direct psionic power much more potently).
11mm sidearm (2 clips of 20 rounds).
MkXI Personal Armor (slightly more durable version of what Hexalan from FATU wears).

Backstory: Transferring to Halcyon Orbital Combatatives Training Institute, Amacus trained their for 5 years, all the while making way to the coveted A5 ranking. Afterwards, for the short period she served during the war, Amacus and 300 others were the best soldiers this side of the galaxy, fighting in every major ground engagement Hexalan was involved in as well as some it wasn't. After a year of conflict, she and 99 others were approached for a top secret project underway at Red Pine Station. There, they were put through strenuous training and alterations to make them far more better. Of the 100, 47 survived the grueling live-fire exercises and existentially questionable changes in their body and mind. The group was, however, deployed too late and too few to save their nation. They did, however, prove very effective where they operated. This led the beaten and battered military survivors to lock them away groundside of Red Pine in a cryo chamber. Nearly a hundred years later, the Coalition rediscovered their location after many months of searching and reinstated them so they may conquer Lux. Deployed in 16 teams of 3, only 6 squads remain. Amacus' squad is led by A5-001 "Hexalan", the other member A5-002 "Exion", was killed.

Appearance: Dark brown skin, light blue eyes, 6' 6".

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[Crash Override]

Name: Felix Denton. Codename: Reaper

Age: 24 at least in aparency

Species: Human

Faction: Darkstar Corporation

Personality: Very quiet,usually keeps to himself. He is not an asshole,he is just used to work alone

Bio Tidbits: Trained as a member of the REAPER squadron. Expert on assassination,guerrilla warfare,demolition and the such. As a Reaper,it can use psionic powers of low grade level.

Equipment: CR-29 "Incognito" Modular rifle [think a futuristic Ak-47 in reliability and firepower. it can extend to become a sniper]
Multi-layered armor [ Kinetic barriers,ablative ceramics and kinetic padding],
Omni-tool [A small device that use nanites to shape a knife,function as a flashlight and can light up fires, Can be used as a small computer to hack systems]
CR-11 pistol [think a generic futuristic 9mm]
CHAMELEON vest [Stealth system] .
REAPER standard suite: Nightvision googles,nanite-lifesupport on the armor, nano-augmentation on vision,agility and strenght.
Ai implants: Brain is "augmented" with some chips,granting the ability to interface with machines and computers with the mind. Can function alongside the omni-tool.
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4x MFE [Multi Function Explosives. A small explosive that can be configured to function as a flashbang,smokescreen or as a frag grenade. can be attached to walls and the such,armed with a small movement sensor]
1x Japanese-styled longsword [A katana made of dense alloys. REAPER operatives are trained in close-quarter combat. This one can "deflect" blasters and energy swords,not being cut by them]


Backstory: Taken as a child at orphanats across the galaxy,he was trained since then to be the perfect assassin. As a child,he learned the ways of the assassination. His genes were modified and his body augmented at the age of 10,and soon he would join the ranks of the Order. Without any purpose in life other than serve the ones that cared for him,his focus on his missions are extreme.

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[Professor Fenway]

In case Enforcer is not able to be used;

Name: L. Jahgrin

Age: 31 [STATED]

Species: Terran

Faction: NeoRome

Personality: Calculating, extremely intelligent, friendly, but cold. Not very trusting and relatively cautious.

Bio Tidbits: L. Jahgrin is the Head of the NeoRoman Security Council, and as part of that position, individually the most dangerous person alive in the NeoRoman Military. Extremely psionically gifted, as well as a master tactician and strategist. Extensive biomedical enhancements as well as psionic powers greatly amplify lifespan; true age is classified information.

Equipment: 1x Magnetic Accelerator Rifle [MAR: Accelerates steel spikes to significant speeds in a repeating-fire system. Extremely effective]. Comprehensive Sensor Suite. Infrared and X-ray visor system. Gravity Manipulator Servos, Photon Shielding System

Backstory: L. Jahgrin was born on Antioch at an unspecified time. He was inducted into the NeoRoman Psionic Program at an early age, and quickly learned to control his abilities before the program was shut down. Facing hardship in the family, he enlisted in the military, and his psionic aptitude made him extremely valuable. He initially deployed on the forest world of Naverius, where a civilian ship had crashed under mysterious circumstances. His squad was ambushed and left only five survivors, stranded without backup in the middle of the forest. Jahgrin's tactician skills proved themselves here, where he was able to fend of the attackers for nearly a week using clever, unorthodox strategies that violated every single NeoRoman doctrine in infantry combat (They checked; every single one was broken in some way or another). The government saw his gift but held back, instead deploying him to countless other missions before finally inducting him into the council, where he rose in the ranks given his extreme intelligence. He achieved the head position relatively recently, and is now the most experienced, and by extension, deadliest person in the government.



Appearance: Exactly 6 feet, green eyes and black hair, serious expression on face almost always. Generally hidden behind powered armor, the size of which depending on his situation.

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[Julo]

Application

Name: Oaghonyr (Oa for short) "The one of the planet of the sun"

Age: 357

Species: AI with an autonomous body

Faction: Intergalactic Physicians

Personality: He's a nice guy, but very focussed on his goal.

Bio Tidbits: Programmed for plague control, upgraded for micromanagement, finalized for non-lethal combat, very agile

Equipment: SB4P Crossbow, AWSp Ablative Wave Shield(personal), bio-scanner, grappling hook for the crossbow, strong antibiotics to destroy bio-weapons

Backstory: Oaghonyr was created on the cyber-forge world Oaghon, which orbits the star Oa. He was the first AI which was created there, after the builders of the complex disappeared for an unknown reason. His first task was to destroy plagues, especially the S'ri, which destroyed whole ecosystems and spread throughout the galaxy. The task was easier said then done, but Oaghonyr was able to collect enough data about it and created a medicine against it. He continued to fight diseases, even if they were not that dangerous. But after nearly 100 years, his creators had new plans for him. He was upgraded, in order to control the logistics of the "Cure" fleet, which provided neutral medical support to anyone who needed it. He did this for roughly 200 years, when he was allowed to retire from the job, and was replaced by two new AI's. After he left the logistics centre of the Intergalactic Physicians, he went on to the "active" division. They're task was to support the "Cure" fleet on the ground, as medics. On one mission he found the drawing of the goddess "Trakla", which was responsible for technology and health. He was inspired by the drawing, not simply, because it looked like a robot, which was very strange in a temple made by a civilization, that had just found out, that they lived on a planet, orbiting a star, but also because he had seen a similar drawing in the archives of Oaghon. So he took the design and produced a body for him. Now he is taking on missions for the Intergalactic Physicians, like this one, where he had to find out if there were any biological weapons, or unknown diseases in Lux.

Appearance: 1,35m tall; his body is designed to resemble an ancient drawing of a god of technology, found in an old temple;

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[cats]

Mmkay.

Vinyl: Accepted.

LS: Accepted.

Fen: Twice accepted. You may use either or both.

Julo: Good enough, accepted.



The Gates of Lux are down, but only the entrances. Good luck getting there.

[Crash Override]

*A small one-man craft descends on the outskirts of the city. He would not be silly enough to enter,so the small gunship was put away from his sniper nest at a small hill. The visuals were good for a clean shoot on anyone who were at the gate,or at least he could just observe his possible enemies. The rifle extended,making it more "sniper"-like *

[Shadowcatbot]

I have snuck past the methpowered cat defenses mwahahahahaha

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Carbon the benelovent unaging true ruler of Lux was laying upon a perilous perch in his skyscraper palace when he noticed the gate shields on a part of the city had gone down, he cared not for it. The city would destroy anything it seamed dangerous so he was perfectly safe among his kingdom. At the sound of his stomach gurgling he swiftly lept down to a balcony and set off to find a food dispenser with a ID card of some long dead research director bouncing around on his collar.