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  Viktor Thrym
Posted by: Joohoon - 03-03-2018, 10:06 PM - Forum: Personnel Database - No Replies

Name: Viktor Leo Thrym
Alias(es): Gramps, The lion
Rank/Branch (If applicable): Civilian. Sergeant in the ground force command (retired). Ranger in the ranger exploration corps (retired). Civilian system patrol. Civil defense force
Position/Organization (if applicable):
Species & Gender: Male metahuman
Date of Birth & Place of Birth: 25th of April, 2440, Ares

Physical Description

Height: 224 cm (7'4)
Weight: 180 kg (400 lbs.)
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Light blue, one white from scar
Hair Style (optional): Swept back
Other Features (optional): Glorious beard, scar over one eye making it white, Heavily muscled, scars on body after years of military service 


Primary: Ares public elementary/middle 
Secondary: Ares public highschool
Military: Aesgard Military Depot

  • Advanced tactics
  • Military history


Mother: Hilda Thrym, former bio-engineering scientist (Alive)
Father: Ulfgar Thrym, former architect (deceased)
Siblings: None
Children: Amilia Rosendrome (godchild)

Career history

Trainee Aesgard Military Depot
  • 26th of September 2458 to 1st of February 2460
Recruit-Sergeant, First division, First Mobile Infantry Regiment (retired)
  • 15th of November 2460 to 23rd of April 2475

Trainee, Aesgard Ranger Training Center
  • 21st of March 2477 to 1st of December 2478
Recruit-Ranger 1st Ranger Expeditionary Company
  • 2nd of January 2478 to 19th of April 2484 (retired)
Civil system patrol
  • 29th of October 2485 to 2495
Ares Civil defense force
  • 9th of April 2495- present
Effective Dates of Promotion

Ground force command
  • Recruit: 15th of November 2460
  • Private: 2462
  • Corporal: 2466
  • Sergeant: 2469
Ranger exploration corps
  • Recruit: 2478
  • Junior ranger: 2480
  • Ranger: 2482
Civil defense force
  • Recruit: 2495
  • Private: 2497
  • Corporal: 2500

Viktor Thrym, a genetically altered infant to save from a birth defect threatening his life. He was raised on the planet Ares where he grew up with his two parents, whom he loved dearly and respected. Growing up it was apparent he was not like others, posing a big stature at an early age and showing great physical strength and endurance. 
He was raised with stories and old tales of knights who fought for honour, glory and justice, as well as the old norse tales, which his heritage relates to.
He's always had an idea of being a good person, a trusting friend and not one to back down from a fight to protect his friends if the need arouse.
He was given a nickname "The lion" for his reminiscence of a fairy tale knight.

When he turned eighteen he decided he do the world some good and join the Aesgard military depot as a recruit. Excelling in the physical requirement of it but usually having issues with anything for his size he graduated and joined the grounds force command's first mobile division, where he met Rachel Rosendrome, an engineer and a trusted friend who even made Viktor the godfather of her daughter later in life.

Throughout his years he has been apart of a couple of branches and has served dutifully, always seeking things to do, battles to win and friends to make

Personality Traits
Viktor is a caring person, always sticking out for his friends. He will not stand bullying or stand idly by while those weaker are being down trodden.
He is quick to anger and irritate since childhood but has since then been able to control himself, most of the time.
He is generally perceived as a rather happy and boisterous old man he sees little in not enjoying life to the fullest

Skills & Qualifications

  • Martial arts
  • Use of most forms of firearms and power armor
  • Basic driving vechiles
  • Use of melee weapons (combat knives etc.)
  • Ranger space shuttles
  • General survival skills and cooking
He doesn't like using firearms when not necessary, using more of his skill in hand to hand combat with any melee weapon or anything in that regard.
Few match Viktor's raw strength, endurance and toughness but that is not to say he can not be out skilled, he however is very skilled in hand to hand combat.

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  Corporal David Zastor (Marines)
Posted by: kingflute - 03-03-2018, 04:39 AM - Forum: Personnel Database - Replies (3)

David Zastor
No aliases
Corporal in SFC (Marine Branch)
Male Transhuman - titanium grafted onto cranium, jaw and ulna, left eye augmented for IR and low level light enhancement.
Born 23rd June 2472 on Tien

about 5'8'' tall
scars from enhancement surgery

Taught by off-duty military personnel until 14
At 14, sent to Phoenix military academy until 18
Joined SFC Marine branch at 18 and sent to Aesgard for training.

Mother: Jane Zastor (GFC 7th Division)
Father: Ali Zastor (SFC Marine branch)
No siblings

Recruit Aesgard Military Depot
- 1st July 2490 to 12th December 2492
Private SFCV CV01-02 Sanctuary
-3rd January 2493 to 18th March 2497
Corporal SFCV FF1-21 Sandstorm
-31st March 2497 to present day

Promoted to Corporal on 24th October 2495 to replace casualties sustained breaching a pirate station.

Awarded Orbital Drop Badge (bronze) November 2492
Awarded Deep Space Service Ribbon February 2493

Grew up in a military family and "adopted" by the Marines of Land Based Trialing Site Ali was assigned to. Found transitioning to life at Phoenix easier than many of his peers and supported many of them through the transition to military life. David passed his final exams at Phoenix with flying colours. At Aesgard MD, became de-facto leader of his training platoon and recognized as the training center marksman in both years. Became romantically involved with a SFC Warfare branch recruit called Taryn Cooper which re-flares every time they are at the same place.
Fought many boarding actions against pirates and smugglers, including a nearly disastrous assault on a pirate controlled space station, that lead to his being field promoted to Corporal.

David considers himself capable of being a part of any military operation. He will not shoot unarmed civilians or surrendered combatants unless they are directly threatening someone else's life. David doesn't think that he can change the universe - just the little bit around him.


  • marksmanship
  • orbital drops
  • space-born breaching
  • CQC
  • low and zero gravity operations
Determinedly not good at:
  • long distance running
  • talking to civilians

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Heart Felicia "Kat" Sanders
Posted by: The-Kat - 11-27-2017, 11:43 PM - Forum: Personnel Database - No Replies

Name: Felicia Sanders
Alias(es): Kat, Kitty
Rank/Branch (If applicable): Petty Officer 2nd Class in Space Forces Command
Position/Organization (if applicable): Engineering Assistant
Species & Gender: Metahuman Female
Date of Birth & Place of Birth: February 28, 2482 - Arc 2 Prime 

Physical Description
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 125 lbs
Hair Color: brown
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style (optional): Shoulder Length
Other Features (optional): Covered in Fur, tail (non-prehensile), Claws

(Feel free to ask for help on this one, or just toss in something like 'homeschooled', or 'public schooled' or 'X city public'. As progress goes on, we will be adding more schools to the list, though we do have a few military training sites in the wiki).
Primary: Public School, Arc 2 Prime, Arc System
Secondary: Public School, Arc 2 Prime, Arc System
Military:  Aesgard Military Depot, Sanctuary, Arc System

Family: Orphaned at young age.  Genetically altered to resemble a cat-human hybrid in adolescence

Career History
Recruit, Aesgard Military Depot: Sept 2499 - Nov 2499
Engineer, SFCV Phoenix Blaze (K1-01): Nov 2499 - June 2500
Trainee, Soldat-Tor (PO1-06): June 2500 - May 2502
Engineer/Boarding Team, SFCV Whisperer (BB2-03): May 2502 - Present

Effective Dates of Promotion
Recruit - Sept, 2499
Sailor Second Class - Nov 2499
Sailor First Class - Aug 2501
Petty Officer Third Class - May 2502
Petty Officer Second Class - Jan 2503

Awards & Decorations
Awards and decorations characters have gotten. Primarily aimed at soldiers, but can include civilians too. Feel free to leave blank.

Felicia was born an indeterminate number of years ago to a living family, but was inexplicably orphaned at a very young age. She was taken in by a geneticist and raised with other children. She was always inquisitive and curious as a youth, earning her the nickname of The Kat, which she chose to adopt rather than hate.  In her adolescence, she was given genetic therapies that resulted in her now feline appearance.  Having just enlisted in the Navy, she was assigned as an engineering apprentice because of her constant need for stimulation.
Personality Traits
Felicia is a bright, perky, and somewhat naive young lady who's never afraid to jump in headfirst (literally) since she almost always lands on her feet. She can't help herself when it comes to trying to learn all she can about anything she finds.  She hates bullies, but there aren't many who are willing to fight a cat-lady.  She really hates swimming, although she will do it if she REALLY NEEDS to.  

Skills & Qualifications
She's decent at technology, excellent in most physical feats, but not very resilient in terms of withstanding punishment. She is actually quite well versed in book education, but lacks social skills and has resorted to hiding behind her fellow engineers in tense situations.  She never starts a fight, but she WILL end it.

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  July 2500
Posted by: Shino_Wolf - 09-09-2017, 06:17 PM - Forum: The Initiative - No Replies

July 2500 
Graduation ceremony on Central Command, Asgard, Sanctuary.
07:55, 3 hours untill graduation.
Shino had awoken hours earlier, staring at the ceiling, waiting for her graduation ceremony. For her graduation, she had already gotten a tattoo from her squadmates, which, she, just a week before, had been forced to get. Shino was proud of it, although it wasn't anything special. It showed her efforts as the squad's unofficial 'mother' hadn't been for nothing, and it showed their gratitude.
With a small grunt of stress, Shino rose up from her cot. Her room was shared with a couple of other female soldiers-in-training. Although the post-modern civilisation had progressed since the Secession, there was always a risk of unwanted attention while changing clothing from ogling eyes. It didn’t bother Shino that much, but, Command wanted to be sure about that kind of thing not happening.
So, there was Shino, alongside a couple of her classmates from her years of training and following education as an up-and-coming soldier for the GFC. Although there were thousands of cadets and recruits on the Academy, Shino was one of the lucky few to be chosen for a paid scholarship, because of her driven nature to bring out the best in her, and those around her.
Her roommates were awake, although none of them felt quite ready to leave the place they had inhabited for up to five years. Shino herself had been there a little shorter than the others. Graduating from her Bachelor’s and Master’s of both Urban Tactics, Warfare, and History, as well as her general GFC training, was nothing short of a miracle, to some of the teachers.
The secret to Shino’s success, however, was nothing but pure determination, an internal drive to prove herself, and peer pressure. Long nights, early days, little to no dating, and keeping busy as much as possible to not lose the engine of productivity all helped get her reach these goals within five years.

Truth be told, however, Shino was on the verge of breaking down, both emotionally and physically. Large bags under her eyes, blisters on her feet, hands, and fatigue were starting to show.
With a large yawn, Shino rose to her full, not-so-impressive height, wearing only her underwear. The night had been too hot to actually wear pyjamas, and so, only dressed in a tank-top and shorts, she managed to stumble her way into the dorm showers, trying to quietly freshen herself up. The water started running, and Shino felt the water cool down her stiff muscles relax. Reaching for the shampoo bottle, she set about cleaning her body for the graduation ceremony.


Just shy of half an hour later, Shino emerged, wearing only towels around her middle and hair, looking at the wolf-tattoo on her back in appreciation. The blank ink was a stark contrast to her pale skin, which showed to bear several scars.
Thanks guys. It’s really cool. I’m glad you think this way of me. Let’s make this graduation one to never forget. We’ll be reunited with parents and friends soon enough, so let’s say our goodbyes for now, soon.

With a sigh, the She-Wolf dried herself with a towel, before dressing herself in lace underwear- she usually did not do that unless she wanted to feel like a woman, not a soldier. The black clothing fit her perfectly, the stark contrast putting emphasis on her pale skin. Back on Taelbern, that would be no less than normal. However, here on Sanctuary, that would be different, considering it’s climate was significantly warmer.

Even if the climate would give off a healthy tan soon enough, it meant spending less time to study and improve her skills, so Shino’d opted to remain inside, most of the time. she was in stark contrast to most of her squadmates, of which eat least half came from Sanctuary itself, and thus, sported a semi-decent tan naturally.

Getting herself ready to get dressed, Shino laid out her clothing in front of her on the cot. The GFC sported a general uniform which was displaying the colours of the Initiative, but, for graduation, allowed the cadets and recruits to display their home-planet’s colours, as long as their uniforms were of GFC/military standard.

The bottom of the outfit sported six-inch black heels, sleek and shiny, which Shino’d wear for the first time in forever. There generally wasn’t much necessity, or reason for her to wear them all that often, so walking in them would be a challenge. At least, for the first few hours.
Next came the skirt: the length reached to the knee, but wasn’t tight-fitting for it to block free movement, as long as it wasn’t too ungracious (meaning, it wasn’t the right article of clothing to go freerunning in). A light-brown, shining belt would hold the skirt in place, while the shirt that went on the torso would be tucked underneath the skirt.

Over that, would come the suit jacket, bearing her rank of recruit –but Private soon enough-, and displaying her Regimental name and Division. Shino already knew she’d be in the Second Division’s Fifth Regiment, meaning she’d be in the Mobile Infantry. Her name tag on the left breast of the uniform would display her name.
Finally, a beret would come to rest atop her hat, with the insignia of the 5th regiment. All that’d be missing was a sash for graduation, which she’d receive on the stage itself. Aside from the clothing, however, the recruits were allowed to go all-out for the ceremony.

So, Shino started dressing up in the Taelbern’s colours: a light hue of blue, to camouflage and blend into the surroundings. Her clothing was quickly fixed, and within five minutes, she was ready to go –at least, her clothing was in order. Her hair, however, was still wet, and she wished to do her make-up for once. It had been years since Shino had done it, and so, would enlist the help of one of her female colleagues.

‘Emily. Can you help me do my make-up? It’s been years, and I don’t want to ruin it right now.’ Shino asked Emily Black, a native from Pedras. Emily had a sharp nose, high cheekbones, and thin lips, giving her a reserved, if not stern look. She was, however, a sweet, and very easy-going girl to be around.

‘Sure, Sis. What’re you looking for?’ Emily chimed, while still pulling on her suit jacket. Most of the others had already left, not wasting any time and just wanting to go home after the gruelling years of being away from family.
‘Hm, just a light touch to accentuate my cheekbones, and mascara, eye-liner to make my eyes stand out a bit. As for lip-stick, just simple red will do. Can you do that?’ Shino asked, looking hopeful towards Emily, her long-time friend and study mate.
‘Yeah, sure. Just give me a minute to grab my stuff, and I’ll be right over. Go sit on the chair.’ she ordered, and Shino complied.

A few minutes later, Shino was being directed, touched, and worked over by the deft and trained hands of Emily, whose calloused hands from raw training, did not reduce her grace at all.
(E)mily  ‘I can’t believe it’s been five years already. I’ve not been to seen my family in at least two years!
(S)hino:’I know, right? It’s been well over four years for me. The leaves we get aren’t long enough to actually get to see my family for more than two days. Even though FTL is a huge help, catching up to family in two days is just not enough. I tried keeping In touch via digital and even analog messaging, but it’s been hard.’
E: ‘Yeah… I know what you mean. Are you alright, Sis? You look down.’
S: ‘Not really… I’ve had a wonderful time here, but I do miss my family terribly much.’

Shino’s eyes started tearing up as she thought about her family, but she managed to blink them back as Emily gently worked on her foundation, applying small amounts of the powder. Both of the girls had sad smiles on their faces. Emily had been chosen to serve in the First Division, while Shino was chosen for the Second.
‘Anyways, Shino, what do you think?’ Emily asked after a few minutes of thorough applying of make-up.
‘It’s great! Thanks, Em, you’re the best.’ Shino responded, looking Emily through the mirror, a huge smile on her face.
 ‘We’ll be stealing the show, today. Hey, what do you think about that cute Warrant Officer down on the third floor. Do you think he’ll be waving us off?’
‘Well… I maybe… I don’t know…’’

Emily and Shino kept talking for a while, until they saw it was time to get to the graduation ceremony, being held in one of the many halls of the Academy. Both of their families had been called upon to attend, because to graduate from one of the top-academies in the Initiative was always an honour.
The thirty recruits were standing at attention in front of the stage, all wearing their respective colours: some red, some green, some in brown, and some in blue. All of them were proud to represent the different planets in the Initiative, in a show of unity in diversity.
Shino’s platoon of recruits were looking at each other with a myriad emotions: some were happy to leave, because they simply missed their family. Others were sad, because they didn’t want to leave (yet), and others a mixture of many a emotion. Shino herself held hands with Emily, and Motembé, her two closest friends of her Master’s class. The three of them had come together in their pursuit of knowledge, their mind-sets allowing them to become a driving force of study and dedication.

Amidst the talking, and already crying recruits, one was out of formation: it was their teacher-slash-military instructor and mentor. The older Sergeant was walking up to the stage, receiving salutations, smiles, and even claps.
Once up on the stage, he saluted quickly, 30 pairs of feet clicking and stomping into formation. He smiled at the quick response to his salute, and he looked around the hall, bearing over four hundred people: siblings, parents, neighbours, teachers, friends, lovers, and anyone else that could spare the time or invitation to come.

He reached into a pocket, on which, in messy script, was a speech. The older sergeant stoked his impressive moustache, before speaking up.
‘Every year I see new recruits come, and older recruits go. It is an impressive, saddening, and joyful sight to see. Each and every one of these men and women, pledged their lives to the Initiative, its peoples, and its cultures.’
The sergeant frowned, before continuing.
‘I also prepare a speech every year. But, fuck it. I’ve done this exact same thing for twelve years now, multiple times a year.’ with those words spoken, he ripped his speech in half, soliciting gasps and laughs alike from the crowd gathered.
‘I have to say, however, that this year’s class, has made me age faster than I’d like. Some of them I had to whip them into shape, mould them from start to finish. Others, I had to correct a thousand times. Looking at you, Williams!’ The sergeant started mockingly at the recruit, whose cheeks instantly reddened.
‘Williams, however, pulled himself together in just a few weeks, and managed to become one of the top-5 shooters of this platoon. Congratulations, Williams.’

A series of jubilant screams and congratulatory yells echoed through spacious Hall.
‘However, that is not the only one that receives my praise. As you recruits know, I am stern, and not easy to please. But you know I do it because I wish for you all to be the very best you can be. Am I clear about that, kids?’
‘Sir yes sir!’ Shino shouted, while saluting once more. The others in her platoon also followed up, in an almost unified voice.
The sergeant smiled, and nodded appreciatively.
‘As I said, I can be proud of Williams, but I am damn proud of every single one of you. Motembé, your essay on exploration beyond the Initiative was of astonishing quality, and is a testament to your sharp mind, and debating skills.’
‘Thank you sir!” the slightly accented voice of Motembé sounded across the hall, at which, his siblings yelled in unision. ‘Now that’s our big brother!’
Motembé, at this, saluted, his eyes teary already. He had worked so hard to reach this point, and he didn’t realise his siblings had been able to come. He cried openly and shamelessly in front of the entire hall. But he was not alone. Soon, Emily, and some of the others, started crying, too. Everyone knew that Motembé had to sacrifice a lot to come to the Academy.
Shino, however, still held his hand, although she remained in formation. his trembling hand, huge in comparison to hers, made Shino’s arm tremble as well.

‘Jackson, well done on your Tactics test. You failed it three years in a row, but managed to pull it off, when no-one believed you would. Your determination will define you, not the lack of faith others have.’ Jackson yelled a thank you, and smiled broadly, and proudly, receiving congratulatory slurs.
This went on for some time, as multiple names were called off. Most were from the Bachelor’s and GFC training, but, at last, came the time for the remaining five of the platoon to receive praise.
‘Emily Black. You completed your Master’s through perseverance and hard work. Well done on your thesis on Social ethics. You not only compared the pre-Secession cultural norms, but also showed considerable effort into the ethical aftermath of the shifts since then. Bloody well done.’ the sergeant said, brimming with pride.

Shino could swear she saw his moustache tremble in pure joy. Emily, standing next to her, cried out, and immediately jumped into Shino’s arms, the both of them now happily dancing circles of pure joy. Emily’s cries of laughter spurring Shino into joining her.
While the two of them were completely occupied, Shino’s family finally found their daughter and big sister in the formation, her face lit up in the spotlight, as it had switched from the previous one to receive praise, onto Emily. The sergeant coughed, and continued, as slowly, the two girls quietened down.

And, at long last, it was Shino’s turn. The sergeant smiled for a bit, and took something out of his pocket. He smiled, and unfolded the new paper, while the spotlight slowly shifted to reveal Shino, fully. The entire platoon shifted to place Shino in their midst: twenty-nine proud recruits, teary-eyed, smiles, and straight backs, aligned side-by-side, saluted Shino.
‘While the last one to receive praise was studying yet again, and preparing for the graduation ceremony, her platoon members came to me, in pairs, alone, or by squad, to convince me to write a speech, solely for her. Now I’m not one to be sentimental and play favourites, but, in this case, I just had to cave. The one I am speaking about, is the one and only She-Wolf.’
With a smile, the sergeant beckoned for Shino to come up on the stage. The platoon members parted before her, and aligned themselves to stand at her back, leaving Shino to wonder what the hell was going on.
‘Come, Wolf. It’s time for your praise. Up on the stage.’ the sergeant said, and beckoned more insistently.

Shino, as if stunned, sheepishly walked up to the stage, and with each step she took, another recruit snapped to attention again. Twenty nine pairs of heels stomped on the floor, while the recruits snapped off brisk salutes before standing at ease.
Shino saluted the group, and her sergeant, once she stood beside the speaker’s booth, while the sergeant beamed.
‘Shino. She-Wolf. Sis. Bookworm. You have many names already, and you have not even received your official rank yet. You truly beat any expectations I might’ve had about you. When you came in, you were timid, like most of the platoon of recruits here. However, you were the first to learn how to tie knots, to cook like a soldier, to adapt to your situation.’
With a small pause, the sergeant continued.

‘You managed to whip even the most useless recruits –like Jackson- into shape, and managed to help him find his calling. You’re a lousy shot, but you sniped many a talent in others. You cared for your squadmates, hell, your platoon in its entirety, more than even a parent would his child.’
This elicited laughs from the recruits, some mimicking a whining child calling out for their mother.
‘You’ve shown the recruits here that you can do anything you set your mind to. You showed them just about every quality you need to be a soldier, a police officer, and in general, a decent human being. Albeit rough around the edges, and somewhat unrefined (laughter erupts), you came through when they needed you.’

‘You kept going on, when everyone else stopped. You didn’t lose patience, and kept egging everyone on. So I am damn proud to say, that you, have exceeded the expectations you set for yourself, the expectations I had for you, and your comrades had for you. You are the first recruit to manage to keep the entire platoon from cadet, to recruit, to private, intact. Never before, have I seen all of the platoon members, stay.’
The sergeant ripped the speech in half, and turned to face Shino.
‘Shino. On behalf of the GFC, the Academy, and your platoon, I salute you, thank you, and praise you, for your hard work, motivation, and perseverance. You truly are an inspiration to us all.’ at this, Shino expected a salute, but instead, the sergeant walked up to her, and he embraced her softly. He was far taller than her, and she could feel his arms trembling as they went around her body.

She herself, stood stunned for a few seconds before returning the embrace. Everything went silent for a few seconds. Nobody had expected to see the sergeant show this much affection to his students. When he finally released her, his ears had grown teary.
 ‘Damn it. I try so hard, every year, to not cry when I see my kids go from being a recruit, to a professional, trained soldier. Knowing what they will no doubt be subjected to, I am not only filled with pride, but also sadness, at their conviction. I see myself as a parent to these kids, so it is as hard for me to watch them go off to combat, as it is for their actual parents. You all, truly, amazing in your own way.’
With a last look to the platoon, the sergeant sighed.

‘Once more, I would like all of the recruits to join me on the stage, to be congratulated.’
Slowly the platoon made their way up to the stage. Unbeknownst to Shino, both of her siblings had already been sneaking down past the tribunes. The names were being called off again, a myriad of cheers, and tears sounding and falling yet again, until it was Shino’s turn.
‘Recruit Shino Wolf, step forward, so that you may-‘
‘-Sis! Sis!’ cried both of her siblings as they rushed up the stage. Both of the nine-year-olds ran straight into Shino’s arms, who forgot everything around her, except the two precious children in front of her.

‘John… Sasha… My god…’ Shino’s voice cracked, and stopped in her throat, as she simply fell down to her knees with a dull thud, and her siblings crying. Their small arms wrapped themselves around her as she cried alongside them, the premature reunion too much to handle.
‘John… Sasha… Why… Couldn’t you… wait…’ Shino sobbed between happy tears, and choking words.
‘Because we missed you! You big dummy!’ the both of them cried out as they peppered her with kisses.
‘Damn it you two! Stop it!’ came the loud voice of Balder, Shino’s father, as he made his way up to the stage, his arm around his wife.
‘Children, you could’ve waited a little longer, no? After four years, just five minutes matters little, does it?’ Haruno tried scolding the children, but she was also crying, and already reaching for her three beautiful children. Balder was also reaching for them, and soon, not only the five of them were crying, but so was the majority of the hall.

Most of these people hadn’t seen their families in years, and seeing the reunion of the Wolf household, it spurred them on. Within minutes, the entire hall was in a cacophony of crying, yelling, joyful laughter, and a frantic sergeant trying to restore some semblance of ceremony. None of that was to be, however, as he soon gave up, and just handed out the ranks, weaving his way through the crowd, speaking with each and every one.
‘Sis, when’re you coming home?’ asked John, holding Shino’s hand in both of his smaller hands.
‘Soon, little brother. Soon. I just need to pack, and then I’ll be back for a while, okay?’ Shino said, smiling happily at her brother with fresh tears still staining her face’s now mascara-filled cheeks.
‘I just… Missed you all so much… Let’s… Let’s just go home, okay? All of us.’ Shino said, not wanting to waste any more words on her family. The reunion was much more emotional than any of them had thought it would be, and it left them all speechless.

Balder, composing himself momentarily, tried to put on a brave face, and grunted his approval.
‘Let’s go, my dearest. Let’s go home.’
Home… I haven’t been there in years… How will it look? Can I still call it home? I’ve… I’ve been away for so long… God… I missed them so much. Shino thought, as she, guided by both her younger siblings, left the hall, making their way to pick up Shino’s belongings, before returning to Taelbern.

Home. Just like the Academy was her home.

With a last smile at the Academy, the white stone of the statuesque building shimmering in the summer heat, Shino felt a tear drop, as she silently bade the building, and her life of the past five years, farewell. With a new-found sense of melancholy, she spoke.

‘Goodbye… Home…’

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Posted by: Eusebia Roa - 09-06-2017, 09:52 PM - Forum: The Lounge - Replies (4)

Where do I find my bio?

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  Haakon Storm
Posted by: Shino_Wolf - 08-30-2017, 01:57 PM - Forum: Personnel Induction Office - No Replies

Name: Haakon Storm
Alias(es): Haakon the Breaker, Haakon the Cruel
Rank/Branch (If applicable): This is your character's rank and who they work for (ie: a private in the army). Keep in mind that we're not going to let you create a high-ranking character immediately.
Position/Organization (if applicable): PMC (Elite mercenary). Ex-squad leader, self-proclaimed 'lone wolf'
Species & Gender: Human Male
Date of Birth & Place of Birth: January 2470 Place of birth unknown

Physical Description
Height: 6'5'
Weight: 200 lbs
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: green/emerald
Hair Style (optional): messy, unkempt.
Other Features (optional): Several scars across torso, legs and arms of varying lengths, gruesome factor.

Militarily schooled (military boarding, youth) on an unknown planet to the Initiative.
Primary: X military
Secondary: X military Academy
Military: Full education 


Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Sibling(s): Fenrir (deceased), Maria (Deceased), Wilhelm (MIA)

Career History
Tell us about where your character has worked, or what postings they've had. If you do this, please put it as
Position, Posting/Branch/company/whatever
Haakon never served officially, instead being hired as an independent contractor, given his unruly behaviour and agression. Perfect for 'unofficial'' and violent tasks, Haakon prevailed, thus earning his aliases as a lone wolf, breaker of will, and cruel mercenary.

He once had held the rank of Captain within a Mercenary Corps, before he opted out, backed by almost half of the Corps over a disagreement on a high-level contract. Haakon is still often referred to as being a Captain, Lieutenant, or boss.
Effective Dates of Promotion
Junior officer (pre-expulsion)
Class President (aka the Class' strongest/best)

Awards & Decorations

Haakon grew up in the Initiative, for the first six years of his life, but after one day of leaving school for home, his parents had disappeared. Within two days, a shady figure offered to take them in and take care of them. As children they didn't know any better, still shocked and quiet by the disappearance of their parents.

Not three years later, Haakon already trained like most cadets for the GFC. The similarities ended however, when Haakon wasn't punished for breaking one of his nemesis' arms on purpose. Instead, he was encouraged to be cruel -and as such, grew up with violence, and it is now a part of his life, if not his entire being.

Much of Haakon's life is shrouded in mystery: either he has forgotten or repressed it, or he simply does not care. Violence, reward, risk, adventure. Simple, hard.

Beyond the Initiative, life can be hard for people, but, as ruthless as Haakon is, he might be a target, but also feared enough to remain safe, as long as he is careful. He usually remains around old contacts, ex-teammates from various group-contracts, and otherwise friends. He has few of the latter, but it is a two-way street, and Haakon keeps his word.

Personality Traits
Haakon likes it straight and simple. if you decide to be a smart-ass and talk around in circles, the situation could arise where you have to pay double for his services. He cares not for the target he is supposed to take down. The only thing he will not do, is target children, who are yet to be shown the cruelties of life.
Skills & Qualifications
Conventional/eletromagnetic weaponry
Survival, endurance training
Improvised weaponcrafting (simple spears, bows, arrows etc.)
Interrogation -focus on intimidation and physical exhaustion.
Well-known mercenary (low-tier status, easier to connect for bounties et cetera)

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  Malcom Russell
Posted by: Bailin - 07-22-2017, 02:56 PM - Forum: Personnel Database - No Replies

Name: Malcom Russel
Alias(es): Mal
Rank/Branch (If applicable): Lieutenant, O-3 SFC
Position/Organization (if applicable): Second Officer, SFCV Luna
Species & Gender: Human Male
Date of Birth & Place of Birth: Emer, 2468, 14 March (35)

Physical Description
Height: 1.80 m
Weight: 80 kg
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style (optional): Shortly cut
Other Features (optional): Clean shaven

(Feel free to ask for help on this one, or just toss in something like 'homeschooled', or 'public schooled' or 'X city public'. As progress goes on, we will be adding more schools to the list, though we do have a few military training sites in the wiki).
Primary: Emer Primary
Secondary: Emer Secondary Mining School
Military: Aesgard Induction and SFC general training

Feel free to add in any additional slots as needed, this can include pets, spouses, children, aunts, uncles, cousins. Feel free to go as in-depth or not as you please.
Mother: Marie O'Donnel
Father: Marcus Russell

Career History
Tell us about where your character has worked, or what postings they've had. If you do this, please put it as
Position, Posting/Branch/company/whatever
Start Date (full date) to End Date (full date)

Miner                           31 June 2484 - 20 March, 2488 
Logistical Manager         20 March, 2488- 26 August 2495

Recruit   (Aesgard Induction)     26 August 2495 -  1  April 2497
Ensign (O-1)   (SFCV Eclipse)                     1  April 2497 - 31 October 2498
Lieutenant (Junior, O-2)     (SFCV Eclipse)          31 October 2498 - 1 July 2502 
Lieutenant (O-3)   (SFCV Luna)                       1 July 2502 

Effective Dates of Promotion
Miner                                   31 June, 2484
Logistical Manager                 20 March, 2488 to 19 April, 2503

Recruit                                26 August 2495
Ensign (O-1)                        1  April 2497
Lieutenant (Junior, O-2)        31 October 2498
Lieutenant (O-3)                  1 July 2502 

Awards & Decorations
None so far

Write out your character's life story here. Feel free to go in-depth, include details that characters wouldn't know (within reason). This is their biography, as it would be written out. Born here, grew up like this, you get the idea. 

Born on Emer, left to join the fleet due to the lacking opportunities and poverty. Malcom was born in a poor family of miners, pretty much the only occupation other than enlistment or crime om Emer. As such Malcom followed in his parents footsteps, working first as a miner and after years of toiling in the mines he managed to get promoted to a managers post. Here he learned the hassle of bureaucracy and acquired his love for a smooth running operation, which resulted in a nice and steady flow of ores being delivered. 

However Malcom yearned for more in life than hauling rocks, the occupational hazard of dusty lungs and cave-ins not withstanding and after acquiring some funds over the years made the gamble to enlist in the SFC. At Aesgard Depot he learned the basics of the soldiers life and after the basics he transferred to the SFC for further training, serving his junior officer tours on the SCFV Ecplise. 

After some years and being promoted to both Junior Lieutenant and later to Lieutenant he was transferred to the SCFV Luna, to serve as the Logistics Officer as well as the 2nd Officer on the bridge. 

Personality Traits
What do they like? What do they hate? How do they see the world? Tell us about their mindset.

Likes space, efficient flow of goods, proper whiskey, classical music and chocolate cake.
Dislikes cramped spaces, green vegetables, bureaucracy 
World view: people have their roles and skills. Religion and politics are private things that should not hamper the task at hand. 

Skills & Qualifications
What are they good at? What have they trained in? Please don't make them mary-sue and "I'm the best at everything", characters like that will be asked to be rewritten.

Mark I USP
Ship command (2nd officer)
Piloting (SFCV)

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  Shino-Elena Wolf
Posted by: Shino_Wolf - 07-20-2017, 04:20 PM - Forum: Personnel Database - No Replies

Name: Shino-Elena Wolf
Alias(es): Talon, (She-)Wolf, Hunter
Rank/Branch (If applicable): Corporal
Position/Organization (if applicable): Ground Forces Command
Species & Gender: Human Female
Date of Birth & Place of Birth: 
 March 18th 2480, Taelbern
Physical Description
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style (optional): Long, bangs (shoulderblade-length)
Other Features (optional): . A faint scar running from her forehead to her cheek on the right side of her face. She caught this growing up when she was harassed by low-life scum. When she resisted, one of them cut her with a knife. This pushed her, to at some point, become a soldier and take the fight to low-lifes, using violence to get what they want. She furthermore has several cuts and other gashes (only small, faded ones) all over her body, which she received from (self-induced) harsh military training.

At her graduation ceremony, a couple of her platoon's trainees decided to have her tattooed, as a thank you for her unending challenging, motivational and pushing personality, which had gotten them all through the training. (OC: just a generic wolf's head painting found on a shield. It's roughly the width of her shoulder blades, and about 8 inches in height). She wears the tattoo with pride, as she views it as a part of her personality: fierce and loyal.

Primary: Taelbern elementary/middle
Secondary: Taelbern high
Post-Secondary: X
Military: Central Military Academy, Training facility specialised in history and Urban Warfare


Mother: Haruno Akira (ex-banker, now farmer/administrative worker, depending on the needs of Taelbern's economic and civic state). Financial mistress of the Wolf-Akira household. She loves her children and husband, but misses Shino terribly, for she took care of the twins, who're entering a rebellious phase. She fears John and Sasha might listen to Shino better than her or Balder. Tough times ahead for the Wolf-Akira household. Cause: 2 teens.

Father: Balder Wolf 
Colonial Authority Administrator (ex-GFC, reservist, retired at the rank of Sergeant). Supportive of his daughter's choice to join the military, considering he himself had been one. Isn't really worried about Shino, and as such, often gets into a bickering with his wife, Haruno. It's all in good nature, however, as Haruno is just worried about her daughter being so far away for so long, and contact over tens of thousands of miles away, across planets and moons alike, isn't easy, if at all, possible, for a low-level soldier such as Shino.

Sibling(s): John Wolf, Sasha Wolf (twins). Both are just 13 years old, born in August 2490, attending Taelbern High. They miss their sister, for before she left, her parents often left Shino to care for them. They are old enough to take (relatively) good enough care of themselves, save for the occasional kitchen appliance hazard.
Career History
Riot Control, Urban Patrol .Sanctuary) (current, and first posting)
Since march 4th 2501
Effective Dates of Promotion
Promotion to Private (from recruit), July 2500
Promotion to corporal, February 2502
Awards & Decorations
None so far.
Shino is someone who doesn’t care for a whole lot. Having had a loving family around her, she wasn’t off that bad, but the scar she got when harassed during her teens, she was seen as the ‘’black sheep’’ of the family. This also factored in to her choice of joining the military.
During her youth she grew up, having an immense interest in history, and when she was old enough for volunteering into the military, she jumped at the opportunity to take that class, and many related classes as well.

At the Central Military Academy- a base where tough training, under sometimes extreme situation, takes place, is where she received most of her personality traits. Crass, agressive, but also obedient (although mouthy). She recently graduated, just a couple of years prior, but doing her work, aiding the civilian policing forces, she eventually got promoted for closing a record amount of cases, as part of an in-house competition.

During her training to become a soldier, she actively sought to always challenge and push herself as hard as she could, for she didn’t –and still doesn’t- want to be dependent on any implants. Although, she, of course has the mandatory ID chip and the like, Shino doesn’t feel interested in augmentation further than what is needed, in terms of functionality and law.

The other recruits in her platoon loved and hated her, for she was always pushing herself (and the others) to impress and improve, not only for their drill instructors and CO's, but themselves as well. To not do your utmost best to improve yourself, is to lose. As a thanks, and a good-bye of some sorts, some of the platoon's members paid for a tattoo, to remember her time in the platoon by. Her nickname, was aptly chosen by her recruits, it seems.
Personality Traits
Her mindset, when compared to her family, is hot-tempered, and quite annoying to deal with when things don’t get rolling. She’s impatient, crass, and in a few cases, being insubordinate. She will not, however, deny, or ignore orders.
Riot Control, and Security suits her just fine, because it allows an outlet for her sometimes violent behaviour (excessive working out, to the point of (near)-exhaustion, and picking fights with other soldiers during sparring). It also presents her some form of ‘justice’, because the system, she finds, is not at fault. ‘When the RC gets called in, people go too far’ is a creed she often uses when asked about why she’s happy to bluntly smash in people’s heads during protests that got out of hand.
Skills & Qualifications
Skills include: 

Cooking, home appliances (also useable for Improvises CQC).
Basic driving vehicle (jeeps, humvees etc.)
Riot Control course&tactics 

Urban warfare and Riot Control. Improvised CQC
An applied History Degree, with Urban Tactics as specialisation.

Furthermore, she is qualified to use assault rifles, side-arms, as well as Riot Control gear, as befitting her specialisation. Shino isn’t a lousy shot, but will refrain from using firearms, as her accuracy rates never reached higher than the bare minimum or average needed to pass.

Shino also has some knowledge of criminal syndicates, although they still leave much to be desired, when compared to professional or seasoned crime-fighters and/or police forces.

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  Bug Reports
Posted by: Asid Mjolnir - 06-06-2017, 12:19 AM - Forum: The Lounge - No Replies

Hey, if anyone has issues with the forum or wiki, please post them up here and I'll get them fixed ASAP.

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  Heart of Winter
Posted by: Asid Mjolnir - 04-05-2017, 11:31 AM - Forum: Deployment Bay - Replies (135)

June 30th, 2503
Terra Casus, Sanctuary, Arc System

The streets of the old city of Terra Casus were beginning to fill up, even at this relatively early hour of the day, despite the tropical heat. Colorful stalls and banners were strewn almost haphazardly around as the denizens of the city prepared to celebrate, as they had for generations, the first landing of their ancestors on the world, a holiday throughout human space. While each world celebrated the first landing there, they all celebrated the first landing of humans on Sanctuary.

The old city stood, almost eternal, many of the buildings showing the styles favored by their ancestors, full of structures that had tried to merge nature and industry seamlessly. In places it worked, and in others, it left something to be desired, though further from the center of town, in the newer areas, nature had taken a priority. Near coastal edge of town, however, the Plaza of Founders, beside the ancient House of Planets, was filling rapidly with people come from all across human space to come celebrate, many to hawk their wares to festival-goers.

The city seemed at peace, and relaxed, at the moment, without the least bit of concern. After all, why should they, when the festival has gone on for centuries without problem.

Just as a reminder, if you guys need it, the wiki is here: http://wiki.beyond-the-frontier.com/index.php/Main_Page

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