The Forgotten Land Registration

Thank you for applying for a place on the UNS Arion colonization team!

The colonization team will be traveling from the colony Atalanta in the Small Magellanic Cloud to the terrestrial planet Sigma 25 in the Small Magellanic Cloud roughly 20 light years away. The planet has just finished being terraformed and is now ready for humans to step foot on it – and you might be the first!

All colonial applicants must sign the attached waivers and must accept that the operation they are volunteering for could result in serious injury or death. Applications are accepted first come first serve, and there are a limited number of slots on the ship. Applicants can be denied for any reason whatsoever as determined by the United Nations Colonization Agency.

Rules

1) Follow the GtR rules!

2) No godmodding or metagaming.

3) You may have up to two characters max

4) You may only have a max of TWO passive enhancements and ONE active enhancement. If an enhancement is especially powerful you must add side-effects that come with its use. Enhancements are further explained in the discussion thread.

5) What I say goes

Application

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[b]Age:[/b]

[b]Gender:[/b]

[b]Appearance:[/b]

[b]Occupation:[/b]

[b]Skills/Abilities:[/b]

[b]Weapons (if any):[/b]

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Name: Rion Mattison

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Appearance:

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Occupation: Military Scout/Recon Specialist

Skills/Abilities: Trained in military stealth, observation, logistics, and gathering information. Additionally, he can understand, but not speak other languages.

Weapons (if any): Proficient with Snipers and Basic Pistols -- Not Equipped

Enhancements: Enhanced with a Passive, Miniature A.I. that translates his sign language and speaks for him. This A.I. can also monitor his vital signs and other health conditions. The A.I. has a female voice is called A.I.L.A., (Artificial Intelligence Language Assistant) or Aila.

Personal History: Rion has reached the end of his service, his final mission being that of accompanying the UNS Arion safely to its destination. An odd request, they must have believed, for Recon is rarely needed for such a mission. Regardless, Rion hopes to become a colonist in this new world on his own, so that he can start fresh at the end of his short military career. The military was more than happy to oblige, as sending him here was better for his record than to discharge him for the permanent damage done to his voice during service, rendering him mute.

Name: Gendrick Lockwood

Post color: Olive

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Appearance: Gendrick is stocky in build, and rugged in appearance. On his Left arm are a medical interface ports.

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Occupation: 4th Generation Frontier Farmer

Skills: Farming, Agriculture, and Hydroponics. As well as a functioning ability in Mechanics, Engineering, and chemistry.

Abilities: Strong and Hale from constant work on the farm, there area always to few hours and to much to do. He is an alright shot with rifle, hitting more often than missing. He however has never served in the military or received combat training.

Weapons (if any): Civilian hunting Rifle - the FarFinder R-3528

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Enhancements: Genrdrick is still skeptical about this new augmentation and the potential complications he finds himself unwilling to risk. However he does have a medical interface on his left arm, allowing quick connection for checking his bio-signs. It was added in when his arm was cut nearly off in a combine accident, his family thought it was a good use of their soon to be exhausted health plan coverage.

Family: Father - Richard Yale Lockwood (73), Mother - Martha Niaven Lockwood (52), Siblings in order - Richard the 2nd (56), Felictity(55), Maverick(55), Holland "Holly" (51), Ben (48), Fraeya (44), Palacard Dale Lockwood "Pale Dale"(32), Iszelia (28), Corvin the bastard "Dogwood" (25), Tabitha (24), and Avert (23)

Siblings from his Mother (Full blooded Siblings): Palaard, Iszelia, Tabitha, and Avert

Personal History: Gendrick grew up as most frontier farmer children, hard. School was a tiny portion of his life, often coming second and to the needs of his family. That didn't however stop him form his compulsory education or even secondary, matter of fact many a lesson was delivered by mail or classes taken in chunks or lulls in the growing season. After all by his fathers third marriage, there where a fair amount of hands, usually his cousins by the time he was able to help. Now with so many siblings and cousins there wasn't much time to garner Father's attention expect in a criticizing way, though his father meant well, it was just so busy on the commune.

By the time Gendrick reached the good old age of 30 he had already been amply indoctrinated to frontier life, not always in the good way. After all he'd been knocked into that combine by accident when pulling in that harvest with Corvin, Ben, and Maverick well into the night. There had been a time when Gendrick had wanted to join up with the military but his Father had quickly put a stop to that, and who could handle his fathers seditious and anti military attitude. There had been talk of disowning Gendrick if he even mentioned another word about joining those "antagonizing federalist automatons". After all they where never there to help them except often too late or proving far less helpful than wanted.

Luckily enough his father had put him to work part-time with the local mechanic Welter Trullan. Often the one his father went to with particularity troublesome hardware and machines. It was his father's hope that it would benefit him, and save him considerable effort and money if one of his children picked up Welter's skills. Which oddly enough did exactly what his father had wanted, and it soon became an apparent good investment as his father was concerned.

However for Gendrick, it soon became more of a hassle when he had to quit that job just to handle the machines around the farm. Eventually he'd started looking for work outside, though few panned out. He didn't have enough money to up and move, or start his own farmstead on his own. He was 31 and still unmarried, hell with all the work on his shoulders he hardly had time to go out and look for a girl, not that there wasn't a few. Eventually it came down to looking at things he was already good at, frontier farming. And so well he put in an application and broke the subject with his dad. Who had a mixed hand about it. HE was going to lose a important person in his operation, but also after considerable influence by his older children, he relented. After all his son was following his father's lifework after all. So he pulled together what he could, used some influence, and got Gendrick sent to start on his own.

Name: Gato Schneidler

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Appearance:
(Physical appearance)
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(Vehicle)
http://wallbase.cc/wallpaper/1456421

Occupation: Pilot as occupation, astrophotographer as hobby

Skills/Abilities: Very good sense of direction and learns quickly, making him capable of using most vehicles after some training.

Weapons (if any): 6-shot pistol

Enhancements: Passive: Telescopic vision, allowing him to see distant objects in greater detail than the average human. Increased mental processing, sharpening his ability to process information and thus, granting quicker decision making and faster learning.

Personal History: Gato spent most of his life on Earth, reading books about the solar system, and looking up at the stars with his telescope. His father was an astrophysicist who got the rare opportunity to go into space to run some tests. When Gato's father came home, he told his son about all of the marvelous sights he saw and the things he did up in space. This inspired Gato to learn more about space as his interest in flying developed as well. Eventually, Gato became a skilled pilot who was known for being able to fly almost anything. He used his skills to transport customers across the globe, and when the chance to go to space arrived, Gato took it up in a heartbeat.

Name: Nova

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Appearance:
Face and body: http://jackskillet.deviantart.com/#/d34n756
Suit and Bike: http://tinyurl.com/bkeym5a
Gun: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQWg38lTAXM/Tvm4x8nh5WI/AAAAAAAAADk/9NJFzUBElNU/s1600/69_shotgun2.jpg

Occupation: Undercover infoltration/Demolition squad (Leader) and now a convict sentenced to death for "war crimes".

Skills/Abilities: Brawling (very good) Skilled driver (With her bike anyway) Quite flexible and fast. Acrobatic as well as a good worker and at lifting heavy things or breaking big obstacles.

Weapons (if any): Shotgun, piercing ammo. Her bike has a couple of mods and weapons on it, nothing to big or powerful.

Enhancements:
Passive 1: Increased jumping capabilities (can jump considerably high, or far.)

Passive 2: Resistance to Shock/Impact. (Thus she will not break her leg when she lands from her jumps or break her hands or legs when she hits with her increased strength. It will also make her more resistant to any other kind of impact.)

Active: Increased Physical strength. Nova's physical strength is greatly increased for a given duration, enough so to break bones or objects with a simply punch.

Personal History: Nova has always had a very destructive personality, even as a child. But she still had compassion for those who were weak and could not defend themselves. And also, although she was destructive, she kept to herself and did not talk much, she never explained why she acted so violently. For example, if she saw a kid being bullied while she was in school, she would have beat up all the bullies and left without saying a word. Later she was sent to a military school because of this behavior and was spotted by some high ranked men who took her in to form an undercover operation named after Nova herself. They put implants in her and gave her advanced training to make her into a weapon for rogue extermination missions with would be seen as war crimes.

After a few years of service, the people behind Nova's squad decided they had outlasted their usefulness and gave them into the army accusing them of all those war crimes. Nova was sent into high security prison, sentenced to death for her crimes. A few days before her execution, she was given an offer to go colonize a new found planet, it being basically a death sentence in itself. She accepted right away, recovering her freedom, somewhat.

Name: Phoebe Maris

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Appearance:

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Occupation: Computer/AI technician

Skills/Abilities: Computer programming genius and has some knowledge of electronics. She’s also a pretty good cook.

Weapons (if any): N/A

Enhancements: Active: Computer link. This ability allows her mind to effectively delve into the computer or AI she is working with. It can be used for especially complicated maintenance work, especially when problems are hard to find, or it can be used to control any system that is normally controlled by the computer. She is unable to move her physical body while using this enhancement. Prolonged use of this enhancement can lead to violent illness and migraines when she does return to her body.

Personal History:

Phoebe was born on Atalanta in the middle of Meleager, the descendent of one of the original colonists. She grew up alongside the city, watching the place get ever bigger and more beautiful, and in the city she flourished. Like all city dwellers, she assisted in the growth of the city, even as a kid, and when she wasn’t in school she worked as a gopher in the shipyards, helping with menial tasks as the computer technicians worked on the computers and AI for ships.

While initially she took up the work just to be useful, she found herself more and more interested in the work done by the technicians themselves, relentlessly asking them questions about computers and the mind of an AI. When she was finished with her basic schooling, she launched into computer studies and excelled, partially due to her earlier experience and partially due to her insatiable curiosity and fascination with the subject.

When she graduated, her first large project working as a computer engineer was in building the AI and operating system for the Arion, AriOS. Further interested in the mind of the AI itself, she asked for an enhancement to allow her to connect mentally to computers and AI, and spent time off snooping through the workings of AriOS’ mind from the inside.

Much to her excitement, her intimate understanding of AriOS specifically meant she was assigned the job of being AriOS’ ‘caretaker’ on the colonization mission; she would solve any problems and fix any bugs that arose along the journey, and stay with the military crew on the colony for the first six months of colonization.

Phoenix, Leah, and Methos' characters are all accepted.

This RP should be starting soon, and for all you whose applications are not complete, you cannot write an intro post until you have finished the app!

Name:Juno Fellekrey

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Appearance: A tall, slender woman with black hair and pale skin. She dyes it herself and even she doesn't really really remember its original colors. She is well-muscled despite her rather scrawny frame. Her tall, gaunt body can be easily thought of as unhealthy and her dark, slightly sunken eyes are reminicent of a specter. Her hair is short, in a jagged, layered pixie cut that she 'cuts' herself. She sometimes styles it in jagged, spikes.

Occupation: A detective specializing in tracking people.

Skills/Abilities: A skilled computer hacker and martial artist. Her upbringing caused her to become street smart at a young age and naturally untrustworthy of people. She's skilled at various parkour-like gymnastic stunts.

Weapons (if any): A switch-knife and a hand-gun; as well as her own body.

Enhancements: Inactive: The ability to decipher any code or language with greater ease than others with a similar level of skill.
Active: The ability to alter and bend the space around her and alter the physical universe. Side effects: Crippling headaches, fatigue, hallucinations and nightmarish visions.

Personal History: : Juno was raised in the bad parts of a big city; no one gave a damn about what she ate, where she went, what she did, or what happened to her. Her mother was a maniac, popping pills to try and retain her sanity; and her father was a drunk, who drank himself straight to the hospital when she was young. Juno resolved she would never end up like either of her parents and began culminating skills; back alley skills. Bargaining, interrogation, hacking, and fighting. She became a self sufficient machine with no need for anyone but herself. Over time she became a trusted investigator to many government agencies; but she almost always plays double-agent, swearing allegiance to no one. She decided to go on the colonization mission perhaps partly due to curiosity, or the fact that it would give her relative solitude within the confines of space. But her main reason was that various agencies hired her to monitor the project, and the people participating within it, paying for her services and enhancements.

Note: All characters so far have been approved.

Name: Shiranui Kuroko

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance:

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Occupation: Frontal Assault Unit – Mech Specialist; works as a cook on the side

Skills/Abilities: Being a soldier on the frontlines, Kuroko has expert knowledge and handling of firearms, plus a working knowledge of mechs and drones. Tactical assessment, relentless persuasion are also part of her skill repertoire. On the softer side, she can cook relatively tasty dishes. And she can do a bit of dancing. She also likes taking care of dogs, organic or synthetic. However, because of her reliance on long-ranged weaponry she had became rather incompetent in hand-to-hand combat. Like, when worse comes to worse she will swing her rifle around like a bat. Also, she CANNOT handle anything that even remotely looks like an insect, both in combat and in normal life.

Weapons (if any): M-96 Mattock Assault Rifle, N7 Eagle Pistol, KEI-9 Battle Droid [Codename: Alex]

Enhancements:
Passives:
1) B.A.R.C. (Battle Assault Relay Coordinator) – This enhancement allows Kuroko to open pseudo-mental two-way communication between her and Alex. She can literally talk to Alex, and he’ll talk back. (Side Effects: Might be plagued by colorful dog thoughts for a short while after extensive use)
2) Eye Scope Module – Increases the accuracy of her shots, and allows her to make normally impossible shots possible, i.e. shooting through a hole in falling debris, hitting the target straight through the eyes. (Side Effects: This makes her slightly far-sighted, which would explain her weakness in melee combat)

Active: Bullet Time – nanomachines in her body suddenly gives out signals to greatly increase the rate and amount of adrenaline produced. The result would be a four-second time period of time dilation, where everything seems to slow down around her, coupled with heightened senses and reflexes. Kuroko is restricted only to three uses a day. Anymore and she will experience permanent hormonal imbalance which could be fatal. It will take her at least a minute in order to adjust herself back to normal time after usage. (Side Effects: She will have slight headaches after each use, compounded further if used in quick succession. The rush of adrenaline, which heightens the fight-or-flight mechanism which in turn emulates fear in the mind, will also put Kuroko in the suspension bridge effect)


Personal History: As a child Kuroko has always liked dogs, robots and guns. She wouldn’t spend time with the other girls fawning over their fabulous-looking dolls or playing make-believe tea parties in a brightly-colored plastic doll house. No, she would tinker with the components in his ex-military father’s workshop, seeing what best works with each other and occasionally getting an explosive result that would get her grounded for at least a week. By her side would be her loyal companion and friend, a German Shepherd named Alex, acting like a huge furry lab assistant, handing her parts and tools whenever she needed them.

At the age of 16, her efforts to study more about firearms and robots through applying and finishing a Robotics course in Neo Tokyo University reached the ears of a few higher-ups in the JSDF, and they spared no time in recruiting her within their research and development division. At first she wouldn’t accept any offer from them no matter how much money they were going to pay her. Then someone got the brilliant idea of allowing her dog to accompany her to the lab, and she agreed to it in a heartbeat. She was immediately given her own private little laboratory where she could tinker around all she liked. But then it quickly became apparent that it would be more effective putting her mind and penchant for shooting things in the battlefield. So two years later at the age of 18, she was shipped off to worlds beyond in order to assist in terraforming planets with hostile lifeforms in them. Her innovations in military weaponry made this job so much easier. Alex also wanted to be part of the action, the wild dog in him itching for something to bite. In response, Kuroko built a customized mech suit for her loyal dog so that he can charge freely into the battlefield, as deadly and fierce as any human soldier would be.

It turned out to be the worst mistake she ever made. You can never really know what would happen in the future, despite all the technological advances that were supposed to make life easier for us. One day out in the field, a stray bullet hit Alex through an unforeseen weak spot in his suit. At Kuroko’s age of 21, her companion perished in the line of duty. This brought Kuroko down into a spiral of depression, leaving her a mumbling, sobbing young girl weeping over the death of her most precious friend. It got bad enough that she had to be given leave by the JSDF in order to recuperate, after having killed a couple of assistants in a freak accident involving a laser rifle. They wouldn’t let her go completely because they still considered her a highly important asset. That, and the same dude that had the idea to bring her dog along suggested that they give her as much time as she needs to get over her depression.

For a while she did nothing, simply huddling up in bed day in and day out, having nightmares about that moment when the bullet struck her faithful companion, and how she was powerless to do anything about it. One day, while she reminisced the times she used to play with Alex back in her childhood days, she was struck with a sudden inspiration. She began gathering all the necessary parts for her plan: combat data recorded by her specialized mech suit, memory banks from a chip implanted in Alex’s brain, and a few spare droid parts mixed with new ones bought off the market. For three years she spent working on a new body for Alex, complete with the latest technology to ensure that he would have the highest survivability factor, so that she wouldn’t have to experience losing him again…

After three years of working on her literal pet project, she finally finished it; a new robot body for Alex, faster, stronger, and more durable than ever before. The first thing she did when it activated was to kneel down in front of it and extend her hand out. It was the first move to their secret greeting that wasn’t really anything special… but when KEI-9 rested his robotic paw on top of Kuroko’s upturned, she burst out crying and sobbing, feeling happy for the first time in years, realizing that Alex had finally come back to her. After that she decided that she didn’t want anything to do with fighting or the army anymore. She signed up to be part of the colonists at Sigma 25, hoping to find a new start there with her ever-faithful companion, free from the dangers of war and death.

Approved

Name: Elena D'Amore

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is of slight build, and has a height of 5'4. Her features are soft, and she hides her fierce personality behind the sweet face. Her eyes are a dark chocolate brown, set under full eyelashes. Her hair--medium brown in color--is usually kept in a tight pony tail and even then reaches to about her shoulder blades.

Occupation: Medic

Skills/Abilities: She has ample knowledge in the advance medical technology of the time, and as a hobby as learned many of the traditional methods of healing as well.

Weapons (if any): She is mean with a scalpel. She carries two pistols strapped to her hips at all times.

Enhancements: Passive: She has increased healing, but only for minor things; huge gashes or life threatening things will heal at the normal pace unless she is given something to help. Passive: She is able to monitor vital signs of the people around her to an extent.

Personal History: Elena was a medical assistant. Her life long dream was to become a proper doctor, but she was so good at what she did they didn't want to promote her for fear of loosing a valuable asset. When she wasn't practicing her trade or working, she spent many nights reading and researching the ancient methods of medical practices. She lived alone--being an orphan at the age of 15--with the only company being an old stray dog she had picked up in the slums. When the dog finally died, she decided then to volunteer to head to the colony, knowing that her skills would be greatly needed.

Approved!