Character Biographies

[Deimos]

I thought, for those interested, I might make a thread for people who like to write some background for their character. I know it's not to everyone's taste, but it helps me immerse myself in the game and setting. So I thought I'd start this off with my own little biography. Feel free to add your own

Gene Deimosa

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Species: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 25

Location of Birth: Palos Hills, Illinois

Ethnicity: Fourth Generation Greek American

Appearence: Mediterranean complextion, dark brown hair, olive coloured eyes, 5'8", 126 pounds

Occupation: Ark Hunter


Background

Gene Deimosa was born to Leo and Sophia Deimosa in Illinois shortly after the pale wars began. Having fled to New York, Sophia went into labor but unfortunately died due to complications during Gene's birth. Gene's father was distraught and forever after rather than embracing Gene as the lasting memory of Sophia he only resented her and eventually abandoned her never to see her again.

For the most part Gene was brought up by her grand parents Irene and Leto Deimosa. Due to the wars and the eventual Terra forming, Gene had a hard childhood and had to adapt quickly to the changing world circumstances. Close to 20 her grandfather died of an illness leaving only her grandmother, but she was a strong and intelligent woman and knew that one day Gene would have to make her own path in the world.

After insuring her grandmother was well taken care of, Gene set off in search of work, returning to Illinois she heard that there was work to be found to the south in what was once St Louis, now known as Defiance. There she found work with Von Bach Industries, which has lead her to exploring the area that was once San Francisco.


Relations with other species

Gene holds no grudges against the aliens, through her grandmother she grew to understand why the aliens had come to Earth and realised there was very little choice in the matter. As such she treats them like any other person, although she's not without making quips depending on someones species.

[Dead_Phoenix]

personally i dont do it. most likely because i lack a decent imagionation

but nice read tho

[Lady Starla]

This is really great and awesome bio but you might want to hold of on posting your characters name, just in case someone grabs it in game.

[iChinglish]

I like this idea very much, though I will echo what has already been said. Keep your name's secret because it may get stolen. Whether it's from someone who can't come up with a good name for their character or someone who just wants to troll for no reason, it's best to keep it hidden to avoid any such outcomes.

[Defy]

in the game itself, will there be a place to enter the biography?

[Deimos]

Thanks

I wouldn't worry about imagination Phoenix, mine isn't that imaginative imo, it's just to give my character some flavor, the real story will happen in game I guess.

I'm not locked into the name tbh and I have several alternatives in mind, so this can just act as a place holder for the time being

[iChinglish]

(All right. Time to throw my lot into this thread and I apologise for the wall of text. Note that some things may change a little once the game launches and I actually know more about the setting. This is just me trawling the wiki for information. If anyone steals my name, I will find them and be very unhappy, but I'm keeping it hidden here

Also, apologies for the wall again.)

Basic Information

Given Name: *hidden for now*
Family Name: *hidden for now*
Nickname(s): *hidden for now*
Age: 27

Species: Human
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Chinese
Current Residence: No fixed residence. Known to be active within the Bay Area.

Eye Colour: Chestnut
Hair Colour: Black
Hair Style: Long and usually worn loose, sometimes worn, tied into a bun or ponytail.
Skin Tone: Asian
Height: 5'3" (160cm)
Weight: 112lb (50.8kg)
Body Type: Banana / Rectangle / Tube
Distinguishing Features, Markings and Tattoos: *name* appears rather normal, with no scars or markings that are obvious. Her facial features and body shape are very well in proportion though her body shape is small, slightly flat-chested with mild curves at the hips. She has a couple of tattoos on her body, a small Von Bach Industries logo on the back of her right hand. She also has a tattoo on her right arm, just below the shoulder of her uncle's military unit as well as a sleeve like pattern that ran up her left forearm that resembled vines that culminated to a rose on the back of her left hand.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral mostly, with a few Chaotic Good traits.
Motivations: Freedom, wealth and self-preservation.
Disposition: Cynical
Outlook: "Trust, friendship, love. These things are earned, not given on a silver platter to just anyone."
Religion: Loosely Buddhist

Current Profession / Status: Freelance Ark Hunter.
Areas of Expertise:
1. Field Medicine
2. Concealment
3. Hand to hand combat

Biography:
*name* is the daughter to a pair of biological research scientists at Von Bach Industries, who had immigrated to the United States from China. It was rare that she saw both of her parents at once, living in the care of her uncle instead, an ex-soldier who left the military a few years after the Votans landed due to conflicts with his superiors. She grew up learning to speak Cantonese, Mandarin and English, though Cantonese remained her primary and strongest language. She also went to an American school, learning the normal school curriculum, though she excelled in the sciences, biology in particular due to a curious and childish infatuation with her parents' work, mostly born out of ignorance. She viewed all species and all races equally, maintaining her innocence through her early childhood.

The Pale Wars tore her parents away from her even more. The fighting saw them working extra as the terraformations changed the face of the planet and often saw *name* and her uncle moving from place to place. Their home resided in one of the cities that was lost to the global phenomenon and so they became homeless, though it only really affected *name* and, to a lesser extent, her uncle as her parents were working most of the time and sleeping at their workplace on the floor. Towards the end of the war, a message was delivered to *name* through her uncle, informing them that her parents had died. Now homeless and an orphan, *name*'s childish innocence was taken out and crushed in front of her. By the time *name* had turned twelve, the Pale Wars had ended.

Her uncle continued to take care of her and raised her as if she was his own daughter, working odd jobs in construction to feed himself and *name*. The two never settled and as *name* went into her teen years, it fell to her uncle to teach her or at least provide the means for her to teach herself. She spent her time when her uncle had to work on a construction site studying biology, chemistry and physics as best she could, really excelling further though her progress was stunted by the lack of any formal education. As she matured her uncle taught her the life lessons that he deemed would be important to her in this new world. He taught her all of the military skills that he had picked up, teaching her how to operate firearms safely, basic first aid, marksmanship principles, hand to hand combat and, most importantly, how to avoid fighting given that her physical frame was small and she was far from physically imposing. He also taught her what he could about personal social and health education including drugs, alcohol and sex education, though the latter was a difficult subject for him to teach to a girl. He also taught her a few, custom subjects as she grew up such as how men think and how to trick them, how women think and how to trick them, as well as how to drive both two wheeled and four wheeled vehicles. He got the insignia of his old military unit tattooed onto *name*'s right arm for her twenty first birthday, having the image placed near her shoulder, seeing her as a better soldier than some of the men he had served with and disagreed with, though this was likely a biased view on the situation.

Later in that year, however, her uncle was brutally killed in front of her by a band of marauding bandits who raided a construction site that he was working at, crushing whatever innocence was left inside her and she was taken as a prisoner, though she was more like a trophy to the bandits who captured her than any prisoner. She was in captivity for a total of three years. For those three years, the bandits did terrible things to her, made her wish she was dead. They worked her to exhaustion, frequently beat her and sometimes did worse. Her torment was ended at the age of twenty four when a mercenary force attacked and defeated the bandits, setting her and the other captives free. When asked where she was taken from, she had nothing to tell them and requested to join the mercenary band. Having taken heavy losses in their battle against the bandits, paired with her skill set led to her being accepted into the mercenary group, named The Ascension Union (ASCU), where she worked up until the present. She was not the only one, however, noticing a fellow captive also join ASCU, a rather small young woman with red hair and blue eyes had also joined up with the group. As soon as she heard about Von Bach Industries and their new EGO technology, she immediately showed her interest in acquiring it.

She now works as an Ark hunter for ASCU and through them, VBI, operating in the Bay Area. She is often seen dressed in loose fitting clothing of an arid shade, with short sleeves and gloves that leave her forearms exposed. Her weapons of choice are a long range, bolt action rifle and a compact sidearm, even when providing medical support, having some emotional attachment to her weaponry. Her experiences have left her jaded and cynical, slow to trust, but utterly loyal to those who gain that trust. Since joining the mercenary outfit, she has acquired a VBI logo tattooed onto her right hand, and a thorny, vine-like pattern tattoo on her left arm, culminating in a rose on the back of her left hand.

[Deimos]

Very well thought out and detailed

[Thee Apothecary]

(its a wall of text but hey its roleplay )

Name: Matthew _____
Species: Human
Guild: UAHA (United Ark Hunters Association)
Rank: Chief Warrant Officer 3 (Chief Apothecary)
Age: 16/17
Ethnicity: White British
Hair Colour: Brown with a few grey hairs (like 5 by a few)
Eye Colour: Hazel
Weight: 8 stone 2 pounds
Height: 5,9
Alignment: Neutral Good

Heirlooms:
Mothers Necklace: Silver Circle with Dove holding an Olive branch in centre
Fathers Rifle: Standard Rifle (Survivalist starter weapon TBD)

Skills:
Close Quarters Combat
First Aid
Tracking
Use of Native and Alien Fauna & Flora in Medicines
Repairing Of Certain Vehicles

From the beginning Bio
Matthew was born july 22nd of 2229, born in The United States of America to his Mother and Father who originated in England, His father was a Member of the staff at the British Embassy in the US and His Mother was one of the many assistants to the Senior Ambassadors, Matt had hazel eyes and brown hair.

August of 2033 an evacuation of the Embassy was ordered, His parents, himself three years old at the time, two mechanics and three guards and a teacher left in the 2nd to the back vehicle of the column, they where about halfway to there destination when the earth began to shake. Matt could see two vehicles forwards there seemed to be a group of men in white coats handling some sort of blue rock. Suddenly the Earth itself erupted out burst creatures covered in razor sharp appendage. The vehicle in front of the overturned and flew off the side of the road then all in there vehicle could see, these insect like creatures ripped the vehicle roof open with ease, and dragged out the people inside the car and took the blue rock away. More bugs began to swarm the other vehicles in the column. There driver took quick action and floored it off into the wilderness, before anyone could even react to what just happened, everyone inside was shaken and confused, He found his mother holding him incredibly tight against her chest and the smell of perspiration filled the vehicle. Maybe a about 50 miles later the vehicle gave out, its suspension destroyed and fragmented.

Everyone agreed the would have to leave the Vehicle taking the supplies that where packed in the vehicle, The guards seemed uneasy holding there weapons with safety's off at the ready, My father took a case from the vehicle and popped out an Bolt action rifle, The mechanics salvaged what they could from the Vehicle and we all headed off into the wilderness. My mother holding my hand tight and keeping me close to her so I wouldn't be out of her sight.

What had felt like ages later, we came across a house in the forest it was a wood hut of what one of the guards said was most likely a mountain man in this area.

We took the curtsy to knock at the door there was no answer, so the guards went in first with everyone else close behind, not long after we had gone through the whole building it was empty and quiet, everyone took to making camp inside the houses living room trying to find somewhere to settle in, in till we believed no one lived here.

It was dark late at night when I and the others where woken up by the door swinging open, a Bearded man had come in brandishing a shotgun and a torch taped to the bottom of it, the light blinded my vision as he swung round his gun in the room.

He shouted in a deep ancient voice "who the hell are you and why are you in my house"

The guard who was on watch out, was in the centre of the man's view, he told his colleges not to try anything while he took to trying to explain the situation to the man.

Years past 10 to be exact everyone was still hanging in there just about, we had founded are own small little community and where living off the land and keeping are selves alive, we had tried contacting others but we could get nothing it seemed like there had be a complete communication black out. My mother said it was my birthday and every year it had seemed to bring are community together the fact a child could still be happy in what was a horrible world with alien flora and fauna everywhere mixed in with are own.

As a surprise the Old man, my father and the head guard took me out hunting, so I could learn the ways to survive, it was late afternoon when I was given the chance to try to kill my first deer, we had, had a successful hunt so far and luck seemed to be everywhere for us, My father passed me the rifle and the others waited as my father explained to me what to do

He said "breath in and hold your breath and try to shoot in between the beats of your heart".

I listened to his instructions, took aim breathed in and fired it felt like slow motion, the deer hit the ground and we all slowly approached the creature.

When we reached it, it was still breathing the bullet had gone through its hind legs taking it down, The old man held out his knife and said "its your kill lad, put it out of its misery"

I slowly took hold of the knife and slit the creatures throat along its jugular vein.

We returned that evening with are catch and the community feasted, I had gained much knowledge from my superiors it was a perfect community, I had learned skills that would help us, I learned first aid from my mother who would treat the wounds the others sustained, The Old man showed me how to identify edible and useful fauna and flora, My father and the old man taught me how to shoot, The head guard a war veteran taught me the use of a combat blade for close quarters fighting, the mechanics taught me how to repair the Old man's quad bikes and snowmobiles.

But a perfect environment had to end at some point. Just over a year later, The old man came back with a blue rock, no one recognised it but I, it was seared into the back on my brain that day when the bugs came.

That night I couldn't sleep, I was right to be worried, it was at its darkest point when they attacked, most of the group where cut down before they could even go for a weapon, My parents and I made a run for it and one of the guards, the other two where to busy fighting the bugs to run and the old man was to busy shooting at them and shouting about it is his land at the bugs like they could understand, my father carried his rifle under his arm and the guard ran with his assault rifle, I ran alongside each other.

The next morning the events had seemed like a blur it was so sudden, us who had escaped sat in a tree.

It was about a week later before we noticed anything was wrong with the guard, he had been wounded in the escape and had neglected his wound, not long later he perished from an infection.

Now it was just the three of us. Me and my Mother and Father, wondering the wastes.

A few months passed before we saw another bug we where crossing a hilly area, It attacked out of no where the bugger rushed my father cutting him down with its scything talons in an instance, before charging my mother and leaping towards her, she struck it out of the air, but not before it had struck her with one of its talons, The bug went flying of the edge of the cliff and plummeted down to somewhere below.

Me and My mother where with my father for his final moments, he handed me his rifle and gave my mother a kiss on the cheek before passing on. we spent the rest of the day putting my father to rest burying him in the earth.

Not long after that a couple of days at least, my mother became to weak to go anywhere from her wound and grief as she died she gave me her necklace, it was silver with a dove holding an olive branch in the centre of it, she told me to wear it and she would always watch over me, I put it on before she past away, I kissed her on the forehead and closed her eyes, a tear ran down my face. I had to bury my mother body alone. I said my final farewells and left into the wilderness. and I promised myself I would kill the bug that killed everyone I cared about.

I survived a cycle of world, winter was hard food was scarce it was early spring when I heard gunfire in the distance.

I tracked to sound towards its source, it was in a valley.

I saw huge bug with a large scar across its face chasing a woman in what looked like the clothes made of fabric compared to my tanned hide clothing, She had red hair down tied back in a knot, she occasionally as she ran turned around and fired a few shots at the bug but it seemed to prove ineffective.
The bug ran her down, she suddenly disappeared only to reappear before she could take a shot on it, it reacted like lightning and struck her with its armoured side, she was thrown against a rock and knocked unconscious.
I got the overwhelming feeling that I knew the bug, then I realised it was the one I had sworn I would slay.

I swung my fathers rifle off my back and realised I only had two shots left, I took aim and fired the round struck its hide and only seemed to draw its attention and piss it off.

It turned its attention to me and charged, it felt as if the ground was shaking as it charged head on at me.
I stumbled backwards trying to get the last round in, I slid round in, loaded it and prepared to fire as I moved back.
I tripped over a rock and fell backwards as it leapt towards me going for the kill.
I slipped on the trigger pulling it the round went off, as the creature sailed through the air, the round penetrated through an odd looking spot on its underside, the bug spun in the air and crashed into the ground beside me.

I got got to my feet breathing heavily, The bug writhed in pain, I stared down at it and it reminded me off the deer if had, had to kill. I took out my knife and ended the bugs life pushing the knife through the chinks in its scale like hide.

I came to the woman who was still unconscious, she had a cut on the back of her head from the impact, I choose to carry her off and tend to her wounds at my camp. It was at least a few hours before she came round, she found herself with a substance with the texture of honey over the wound.

I took the questioning her after I gave her something to drink, She explained she was something know as an ark hunter and thanked me for dealing with what was know as a hellbug, not that she had to know it was pure luck. I told her my story, she told me hers.

She convinced me to come with her, it was at least a days walk before we arrived at what was she explained a bar where ark hunter socialised in till there was an ark fall to head out to.

It was in this bar when I first found out about the Votan races, I was jumpy, I whispered to her who are they and she explained the long story how she knew it.

Not long after she explained she worked for Von Bach Industries and this is where the ark hunters where meeting before they would be shipped out to the Bay Area. She said her boss would arrive and he might give me a job as an ark hunter working for him, she sorted me out with a set of civilian clothes not like my animal hide I had got used to wearing. It felt different uncomfortable of sorts wearing these new clothes but I guess I had to look proper in there eyes if I was going to get a job she also gave me as thanks a small pistol and some rounds for my sniper rifle before she headed off.

It was hours later that Karl Von Bach arrived with some more ark hunters, The Lady explained the situation to Von Bach and it was sudden he explained to me about something that made to sense to me an AI to help me in battle that would give me powers, I assumed like the lady had like when she had disappeared.

I agreed and some of scientists took to getting some equipment ready, as we boarded what was called a Stratocarrier, It wasn't long later before the scientists called me in. I was told to stand still on a cross and I felt a sudden prick on the back of my neck I had a sudden dazed sensation and was rushed out of the room by the scientists who had already started packing up.

I stumbled off sorts around the area the ark hunters where being kept and bumped into a group of people they sort of adopted me into there ranks, I had become a member of the United Ark Hunters Association.

[Desidus]

Given Name: Desidus
Family Name:
Nickname(s):
Age: 30

Species: Human
Gender: Male
Current Residence: Unknown Von Bach Training Facility

Eye Colour: White (like all Canadian Desert Nomads)
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Hair Style: Short and Spikey
Height: 5'3" (160cm)
Weight: 150lb (50.8kg)
Body Type: Athletic
Distinguishing Features, Markings and Tattoos: Burns across his left shoulder and arm though he almost always keeps it covered. As well as the CDN tattoo of a single thin line running down the inside of the arm.

Desidus was part of a movement to erradicate the hellbugs in the Canadian provinces and when that proved futile he and what was left of his group ended up getting pushed farther and farther West until landing in the city of Vancouver.

His previous experience and the reputation of the Canadian Desert Nomads gained him employment as personal security in some of the top companies in Vancouver. When the internal war broke out among the humans of Vancouver city he decided to abandon the city and find something actual worth doing.

The northern states were brutal and left him with scars both internal and external and for the most part he just tried to stay away from everything, looking for a more civilized place to stay. Eventually he heard rumors about Von Bach Industries and decided to try and find out more. After a few years of trying to gain contact with the organization he finally had success when he met a recruiter in what was now a new town called Defiance. The recruiter took one look at Desidus' small stature and dismissed him immediately. Desidus whipped out his pistol and fired three rapid shots into a sign above the local brothel called the NeedWant from a ways away. The man hired Desidus on the spot and recommended he pay for a new sign or feel the wrath of a certain female individual. He followed this advice and then continued on to begin training for his new career with new hope that this was going to be something worthwhile.