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Character Application / Caden Wan
« Last post by Scout on September 19, 2018, 05:43:45 PM »

Name: Caden Wan
Age:  30
Gender:  Male

Occupation:  Writer
Secondary:  Millionaire heir

Appearance:  Caden stands at 6'2", tall and slim, with dark brown hair and light green eyes. He has refined features and a soft, flawless complexion that immediately betrays the fact that he's as core-bred as they come and hasn't done an honest day's work in his life. He's very pale, sometimes to the point of looking unwell. He puts great care in his appearance and wears expensive cologne, and his dress sense is that of casual elegance: the man loves his suits and vests, but he may roll up his shirt sleeves or leave the top buttons unbuttoned. Sometimes he dons a paper umbrella when he has to spend a long period of time out in the sun.
PlayBy Name:Matthew Goode
Equipment:  • Top of the line laptop and datapad
• Medication
• Painkillers
• Cigarettes
• .25 pocket pistol
• Books
• Oil-paper umbrella
• Clothes, toiletries, other personal junk

Initial Personality:  Caden is something of a modern-day dandy, stylish and nonchalant. He seems to operate on two basic modes: completely disinterested or vaguely amused. He floats above the lesser beings around him, observing his surroundings with what appears to be a patronizing curiosity. He's very deliberate with his words and has a dry sense of humor which he uses to keep other people at an arm's length. He can, however, also be very charming when he wants to. He has a history of womanizing and decadence, and while he's calmed down from his wilder days, old habits die hard.
Underlying Personality:  Caden is a man who's lived his life like there's no tomorrow, only to find that it might be all too true in his case: he's been diagnosed with an incurable disease that severely cuts down his life expectancy even when properly treated. He keeps this illness a secret. He's decided it's best for everyone if he doesn't get too attached to other people and merely observes the world from the sidelines without taking an active part in it – which is easier said than done. He gets lonely, but would rather not admit it to himself, let alone others. He likes to play up his haughty rich boy persona in order to get a rise out of other people and gauge their reactions, but in reality he's well aware of what an incredibly privileged life he's led. He enjoys reading, philosophizing and writing, but is very critical of his own work.

Known History:  Born Caden Wan III on Londinium, October 31st, 2488.
Parents: Caden Wan Jr. and Isla Wan (née Driscoll)
He has two younger siblings, the fraternal twins Alistair and Aster, born in 2494.

Caden Wan III was born the heir to the Wan Luxury Hotels empire, founded by his grandfather Caden Wan Sr. It was initially based on Londinium, but the chain now has firm footing on other core worlds as well, and Unification has opened even more new expansion opportunities, allowing them to start building hotels on select border worlds. The company's stocks have been on the rise over the past decade, and business is doing better than ever.

None of this is thanks to Caden Wan III himself, who's only ever been known for his wild parties and scandalous affairs. He's made a name for himself as the black sheep of the family, and the Londinium tabloids love – or love to hate, in some cases – him for that. It's a well known fact in the business circles that his younger siblings, Alistair and Aster Wan, are the ones actually running the Wan Luxury Hotels with their father. Caden is the heir in name only, and perhaps in the amount of expendable income he has in his hands.

In 2515 he unexpectedly got engaged to soprano and socialite Sonia Deriviere, whom he had been dating for a little over a year, and a little less than a year later the couple called the wedding off just as suddenly as they'd announced it. The reason behind their separation was never officially disclosed to the press. Rumored reasons ranged from a dispute over the Wan family fortune to speculations of Caden's sexuality.

Soon after the incident, Caden stopped giving interviews and gradually shrunk away from the public eye. Eventually the tabloids forgot about him, finding other, fresher celebrities to focus on.

Other History:  Caden has always been a disappointment to his parents. Then again, their expectations were set incredibly high from the word go, and even as a child Caden was never quite able to fulfill all of them. It wasn't for lack of trying, at least not initially. By his late teens, however, he was rapidly losing interest in pleasing his family. He grew rebellious, indulging in a decadent lifestyle that shocked his parents, but titillated the public. While the younger, more business-oriented twins started taking more and more responsibility for the hotel chain, the official heir was squandering his share of the family fortune into extravagant parties, booze and women.

Things changed when Caden was diagnosed with an autoimmune disease that hadn't manifested until his mid-twenties. The progression of the illness could be slowed down with medication, but it was clear he wasn't going to live to a ripe old age. The diagnosis sent Caden into a shock, but also made him reflect on his lifestyle so far. He broke off his engagement to Sonia, an engagement that had been a bit of a sham in the first place, a result of pressure from his parents and environment.

The Wan family pride was wounded by their eldest son's malady, which they saw as a blemish on the otherwise pristine image they'd built of the Wan bloodline. His parents and siblings did all in their power to sweep the matter under the carpet and not let the press get a whiff of it, and Caden didn't object: he had no intention of using his condition to gain fame, which would only be based on pity or schadenfreude anyway. Instead, he retreated from the spotlight, suddenly disgusted with himself and the way he'd been spending his youth.

After getting over his worst bout of depression and making a truce with his situation, Caden decided to set out into the black and see the verse – not the verse he knew, which was occupied by rich socialites, but the Rim, where people struggled and suffered and faced real hardships. He wishes to write about his travels and the things he witnesses and dreams of eventually publishing said writings and leaving his mark on the world.

Skills:  Caden's parents gave him an upbringing fit for a well-bred core gentleman, including academics, fencing and horseback riding. He's familiar with core etiquette and knows his way around fancy balls and parties. He's also an all-around smooth talker and his charisma can work wonders on certain people. His family is well-connected on the core, although not all of their acquaintances are fond of Caden in particular. He can handle a gun and has done some target practice, but is no gunslinger material. He's a writer, but how good of a one remains to be seen. Last but not least, he's filthy rich.

Weaknesses:  Because of his illness, Caden is physically rather frail. Despite his medication, he suffers from an assortment of symptoms, most prominently fatigue, weakness and photosensitivity; excessive sun exposure can cause his symptoms to flare up. It doesn't help matters that he's a smoker. His illness works in flares and remissions: on some days he feels better than on others. He's not familiar with ships and generally lacks a skill set that would be directly useful in the black. He can come across as conceited and condescending, sometimes on accident, sometimes on purpose to provoke people for his amusement. Either way it doesn't make him the most endearing personality to deal with. He's a complete tourist on the rim and doesn't have any actual experience with how things work out there.

Character Application / Shepherd Paul Nightingale
« Last post by Scout on September 19, 2018, 02:54:05 PM »

Name: Paul Nightingale
Age:  27
Gender:  Male

Occupation:  Shepherd
Secondary:  Backup medic (not fully qualified)

Appearance:  Paul has curly brown hair and warm, green eyes. He is tall and lanky, and despite being well into his twenties, something about his demeanor gives him the awkward air of a teenager who's just beginning to feel comfortable in his own skin. He doesn't take pride in his looks but makes an effort to be at least presentable: his clothes are worn and patched, indicating that he comes from a humble background, but they are always clean and tidy.
PlayBy Name:Ben Whishaw
Equipment:  Paul travels light; clothes, toothbrush, a journal, the bare essentials. His most valuable possession is his Bible, dog-eared and bursting with bookmarks.

Initial Personality:  Shepherd Paul Nightingale is a man on a mission, and that mission is to bring God's love to the forlorn outcasts of the verse. Being young and inexperienced, he lacks that tranquil wisdom you often find in older men of the cloth, but his calm and soft-spoken demeanor suggests he's on the right track. Paul can be a little awkward around new people, but he quickly reveals himself to be friendly and warm, with a sense of humor that can be surprisingly snappy. He gives off the impression of not being quite prepared for how exciting things can get in the black.
Underlying Personality:  Because of his sheltered upbringing and mellow nature, it's easy to mistake Paul for more naive than he actually is. In truth he is well aware that not everybody in the verse operates in good faith like he does, but he tries to believe the best of people and refrain from passing judgment. He carries a lot of guilt with him over how things turned out with his brother, and is trying to make amends for it by being as helpful as possible to his fellow man. Sometimes he worries he's not good enough, that he might not deserve to carry the mantle of a shepherd after all. Paul is genuinely compassionate, but has trouble coping with the darkness that lurks in the hearts of all people, including his own.

Known History:  Paul was born on February 25th, 2492, in Rooster's Crossing, Three Hills. He's the son of Begbie Colt and Rose Nightingale; the latter passed away in 2508. He has a twin brother called John.

Him and his brother were taken in by the local order of shepherds after their mother passed away. Paul went on to join them and has spent most of his adult life in the monastery, so there aren't many records about what he's been up to.

John Nightingale, on the other hand, has a criminal record: he is wanted by the Alliance for robbing an allied cargo vessel carrying supplies to a budding settlement in the rim. He's also been implicated in illegal scavenging and smuggling activity. His current whereabouts are unknown.

Other History:  Paul and his twin brother were born and raised in a small settlement called Rooster's Crossing on Three Hills. Although technically Paul was the little brother, being born minutes after John, he always felt like the more mature and level-headed of the two. Their father was a spacer who got engaged to their mother and then promptly disappeared before the children were born, leaving her to raise two sons on her own. It wasn't easy, but Rose Nightingale was supported by the rest of the community, including the small order of shepherds living in a nearby monastery, an order that had lived in the Crossing for decades and helped build the community.

Unification War hit Rooster's Crossing hard. Not because of bombs – the town saw no battle – but because of the scarcity of resources coming in. Medicine was especially hard to come by, with a lot of it going to the Independent fronts. When the boys were sixteen years old, their mother succumbed to tuberculosis after a long period of steady decline in her health. After her death, the local order of shepherds took the boys under their wing. Paul soon found solace in their teachings and grow to love their new home within the monastery walls; for John, however, it was the beginning of a downward spiral. He couldn't adjust to the pious rules of the order, and viewed Paul's acceptance of them as a betrayal. When the Unification War ended, Paul stayed in the monastery to become a shepherd himself, while John left to seek his destiny elsewhere.

The already tense relationship between the brothers declined further over the following years. John was away a lot, making his living in the black, but he visited their home town regularly to drop off supplies. Eventually Paul started to have suspicions that the goods may not have been acquired entirely legally. To ease his mind, he tried to put the community's well-being first, telling himself that life for the people of Rooster's Crossing would be so much harder without the extra resources delivered by John, and that you shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. On top of that, he knew John was a difficult person to deal with and hated being told what to do.

It wasn't until John's disappearance that Paul realized it had been a mistake to turn a blind eye his shady activities. After a particularly sour encounter between the twins, John took off as usual, but missed his next planetside visit. And the next. And the next. First Paul grew worried, then he started to blame himself – could he have guided his brother to a better path if he hadn't let himself become so estranged from him?

Paul couldn't stay put after that. He decided to become a wandering shepherd and travel from planet to planet, spreading the words that helped him get through a tough time in his life. He's also hoping to find out what happened to his brother, but it's going to take all his faith and a whole lot of luck – it's a big verse, after all.

Skills:  • Good listener, good at comforting and giving absolution
• Knowledge of the scriptures as followed by his order
• The patience of a saint
• Beautiful singing voice
• First aid skills, basic treatment of the most common injuries and ailments on the rim; looking after his mother made him realize the importance of knowing how to take care of the sick
• Can cook an edible and dare I say tasty meal with meager rations, and generally enjoys domestic chores
Weaknesses:  • Is a pacifist; does not know how to shoot a gun or use his fists, and isn't interested in learning
• Knows nothing about ships other than that the engine keeps them flying somehow and that the pilot has an awful lot of buttons and switches to keep track of
• Bad with technology; the shepherds at the monastery led a very old-fashioned life
• Has spent his entire life on one planet and is not used to the life of a space cowboy
• While he's not completely naive per se, he has a habit of ignoring red flags and bad gut feelings in order to give people the benefit of the doubt

The Brass Ferret OOC / Re: The Brass Ferret General OOC
« Last post by Scout on September 19, 2018, 12:51:22 PM »
I have an idea for one. I don't know if I can get it up this week but I should have some time on Sunday.
Ronin IC / Re: S2E8 - To Catch A Glory
« Last post by Abenette Kelker on September 19, 2018, 02:29:39 AM »
Abe was happy to see Ian finally up and around.  It had been a rough time for him being sick and all.  What a pair the two of them were.  Morning sickness combined with regular illness.  Kinda funny actually.

She moved to stand at Ian's side as she heard the job being laid out.

"Someone small or thin enough might be able to gain entrance there and open the door to the walkway or perhaps the front door. ... What does everyone else think?"

She could do that.

"I'm small and thin.  It doesn't look like it would be a tight fit for me.  I might be able to bring some smaller handguns down with me, so we could get armed without having to come in blazing through the front door."

She smiled brightly at them all.

"I can be the Santa Claus who brings toys to all the good, bank robbing boys and girls!"

She slipped her hand into Ian's and gave it a squeeze.

"This will be fun!" she whispered to him.
The Allure IC / Re: S1E0 - Preparations To Launch
« Last post by Honor Saxton on September 19, 2018, 02:12:02 AM »
Honor had bowed out of the welcoming party and had mostly kept to herself.  There were things to inventory.  Equipment that needed final inspection before their voyage began.  She was meticulous about what she did, checking it time and time again.  Probably more than normal, but there was nothing wrong with being diligent.

But now, she sat in the Galley at the table with her hands wrapped around a mug of coffee.  She was so nervous that she felt immobile.  But while it wasn't the job that had her quaking.  It was the fact that today they would be launching into the black.  Her now home, which she was finally settling into a bit would then basically be sealed up tight.

With no place to go.

The storage areas were big, but with no windows, they only offered a modicum of relief.

She found herself wondering if taking this job was smart.  Someone like her in a spaceship.  What was she thinking of?

Then the panic began to well up in her and she looked around until she saw the cockpit.  The bridge has windows right?  Of course they do!  The pilot has to be able to see.

As the panic attack grew, she stood up quickly and basically bolted for the cockpit's open door.  What she didn't expect was to see anyone there and Benjamin Street gave her quite a startle that she basically screamed.

Slapping her slightly shaking hand over her mouth in mortification, she looked at him like she was a deer in the headlights.  After a second she moved so her trembling hands went about smoothing the silky robe she was wearing.

"I'm sorry.  I didn't see you," she explained quietly.  "It's just that...  I needed to...  See, I have this..."

She was tongue tied again in front of the XO.  Fantastic.

"There are windows here," she said, trying to explain as she looked down at the floor at her bare feet. 

But that just sounded stupid, so she then wrapped her arms across her chest.

"I'm claustrophobic.  Stupid huh?"

That's when she noticed she was still wearing her pajamas.  Nothing wrong with that, but in this instance when she was already off kilter, it just made things a little more uncomfortable.
The Brass Ferret OOC / Re: The Brass Ferret General OOC
« Last post by PurpleRiver on September 18, 2018, 08:54:35 PM »
Eh, not much. Later that evening.

Yeah, if you want to post an aside, I'll come play there.
« Last post by Jax on September 18, 2018, 12:04:59 AM »
Quote from: Abigail
"That. Is how I earn my keep here. It would be good for you to remember that." She looked up at Jax, currently displeased with the state of his coffee, she gave him the rest of hers.

"Have mine, ground free."  Acting as if nothing out of the norm had occurred.

Jax barely grabbed the mug of coffee that Abigail thrusted upon him. He now stood there holding two coffees as the galley seemed to be in complete bedlam. In one swift motion he dashed the two earthenware vessels to the steel deck under his feet sending ceramic shards scattering across the floor in a wave of black hot liquid. "ENOUGH! ....what in ruttin' hell is going on?!" Jax rarely if ever lost his temper but there is always a first for everything. The pressure of getting Wushu up and flying again, gathering a crew and be forced into a job had finally gotten to him. Plus add whatever was going on between him and his XO just iced the cake.

"We have a job to do and I hate to break it to you it's just not about making some coin. This is the real Ri Shao Gou Shi Bing! We fail we die pretty people, now get that in your heads and there is no escape route." His face was quite red by this point as he began to dial it back some talking deep breaths. "Grace help Abigail clean up her mess here so we can get our fly boy back in the pilot's seat to earn his keep, rest of you.... whoever can hear me in or outside of this room....eat up, drink up and go get prepped, for Ai Yah Tien Ah we have some shopping to do."

Ri Shao Gou Shi Bing = Pile of sun-baked dog poo
Ai Yah Tien Ah = Mericiless Hell
Gryphon IC / Re: PT2: Persephone: Eavesdown Docks
« Last post by Tara Marx on September 17, 2018, 11:27:28 PM »
Quote from: Andes Maley
"If we are fairly sure that he is being held against his will in that place, any reason why we dont anonymously tip the authorities to it? Let them raid the place?"

Quote from:  Kasimir Stern
"Usually best to let the authorities arrive after we're well and gone. They tend to make a mess of things. Might arrest Lucky just for being there. But it is of course not my call to make."

"I agree with Kaz, best we keep the Feds as far a way as possible. I'm sure we'll see enough of them once the shooting breaks out, and trust me, in my experience it always ends with gun play in one form or another." Tara took a moment to look over her small band of liberators. "Okay let's move out!" Tara spun on her heels and was headed off for the other side of the thoroughfare. She didn't look back to check if Kat, Monte and Ophelia were following. Instead she kept her eyes alert and forward scanning doorways and alleyways for anyone who might be on the lookout for them.

The Allure IC / Re: S1E0 - Preparations To Launch
« Last post by Benjamin Street on September 17, 2018, 01:35:57 AM »
Benji was currently on the bridge. He'd woken early from excitement and had been there since a little before 5am local time. It had been far to long since he'd actually flown something and the anticipation was killing him. Thanks to Karyn's impressive amount of simulations and calibrations the ships systems were all in just about perfect order and he'd only had to tweak one or two things purely for personal preference.

Now he was just sitting there in the pilots seat, at a slight angle, enough for him to stretch out his long legs. He was dressed as usual in boots, jeans, T shirt, a brown leather jacket left unbuttoned, and his sidearm holstered on his right hip. The only addition to his attire was the shiny new XOs badge pinned above the jackets left breast pocket.

A large mug now empty of coffee sat atop the console as he absentmindedly tabbed through system readouts and did his best to fight the urge to warm up the engines. The previous day had been spent nursing hangovers and prepping for their passengers arrival, and as such there hadn't been time yet for himself and Jesse to talk to Elena about Jesse's... predicament. But they were supposed to do so this morning before the passengers arrived, and Ben had sent a ping to Jesse's cortex pad to come find him when she was ready/awake.

He sighed and looked around the bridge, thought he heard a door open somewhere in the ship through the open bridge door, and then stared wistfully at his empty coffee mug. He decided he'd give it 15 more minutes and then go get a refill and see if anyone else was actually up.
The Brass Ferret OOC / Re: The Brass Ferret General OOC
« Last post by Axe on September 17, 2018, 12:24:37 AM »
how much of a time jump was it? Like just later the same day? Or the next day?

Also I would be down for some asiding
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