thelonewander

would we put our species religion under psychology portion?

I'll be taking 16, if you would be so kind Race Name: Sangluni Color: Blue

I can't seem to see them either.

(Vilote) The Krogan had been rescued, which Vilote was thankful for. The Krogan even paid for the rescue, which Vilote took gladly. The credits were much needed, and the ship was just there, ready to salvage. Dropping him off at the nearest port, Vilote made a bee-line for the wreak of the ship. No other scavengers had showed up yet, so it was time to collect what ever was there to sell as scrape or use as spare parts.

I would think not, as they are just one mind with many bodies, if I read the trait description right.

Can we have alliances with other species at the start, or is this first contact for us?

Does anyone know if Flex is still in this, or did he drop off?

I do like the sound of space RTS, and soft sci-fi? even better. After reading the document, I have one question. Do we get six points for each part, or overall?

(Vilote) It was just a normal enough day for Vilote. After having scavenged for supplies in the Hades Gamma cluster, Vilote had headed to Omega. He had things to sell, and need to re-stock on supplies. So, coming in close to the station, He wasn't expecting to find a distress signal not that far out form Omega. Someone ticked off one of the merc groups. Moving in closer, Vilote sent a response to the distress signal. " This is Vilote Nermia vas Arkile. I can offer assistance. Are any of your docking rings still good? If not, suit up and I can pick you up out of the vacuum." Vilote was taking a huge risk in doing this, but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he left the guy out in space. And I could use some new crew.

Just make sure he's at Omega then, as that's where I'll start off my char.

and here is that profile I was talking about... Name: Vilote Nermia' Vas Arkile Species: Quarian Gender: Male Faction: ISA Age: 25 Class: Infiltrator Abilities: Incinerate Energy drain Overload Armor-Piercing rounds Frag grenades Ballistic blades Weapons and armor: Armor wise, Vilote wears his normal environmental suit, with armor plating put into throught out, so as to minimize possible damage. M-13 Raptor with extended barrel and extended thermal clips. M-12 Locust with SMG heat sink and SMG high Cal. Barrel M-15 Vindicator with AR precision scope and AR extended barrel Skills: Is skilled at computers and other technological items, as most Quarians have to be, to help keep the the Migrate Fleet operational. Is a very good shot with his Raptor, and can put half a clip into someone in the blink of an eye. Can be sneaky, but isn't the sneakiest. Is a good pilot, as he has had close to four years flying the Arkile. Personality: A fairly kind lad, Vilote is still young, and has hope that the galaxy can be a better place one day. Can be hard to work with, as he is young, and naïve. Can be cold and distance at times. Is loyal to his crew-mates on the Arkile to a fault. Appearance: Vilote looks like most quarians, wearing his envro-suit. The only real identifying features are the slight raises in the suit where he has inserted armor plating. His suit is full black, with red trim around his wrists and neckline just under the helmet. Also, the most outstanding feature of Vilote's suit is his visor. It is pitch black on the outside, but still shows the white glowing eyes quarians are known for. Ship specifications: Vilote is the Captain and pilot of the Corvette class ship Arkile. The ship is small, about half the size of the Normandy. Due to it's size, the Arkile can go much faster then other ships, and is optimized for stealth. It's weapon systems aren't the best, but they don't need to be. The crew size of the Arkile is also very small, only needing about 4-5 to run just fine. The crew quarters aren't the biggest, but they work. The final feature about the Arkile worth noting is it's stealth drives. It can render itself invisible to most forms of detection, expect to the people looking out a window. Bio: Growing up on the Migrant Fleet like most Quarains, Vilote led a simple life on the live-ships, not doing much beside what was needed to keep the Fleet going. It was when he reached the age for his Pilgrimage that life got interesting for Vilote. Bringing along with him some supplies, mainly his weapons, Violte set off to Omega, to see if he could find anything worth bringing back. It was a trip he still wishes at times that he didn't make. Having not found anything of use, Vilote was about to leave when, by luck or fate, he found a note about a ship named the Arkile. Following the direction of the note, Vilote found the ship, and began his life as mercenary. At first, it sickened Vilote, but he got used to it, and the pay was pretty good. Being the pliot, Vilote became very good with the ship. Eventually, when the old Captain died, he gave the ship to Vilote. Now doing the same thing, just for the ISA, Vilote pilots and leads the ship. Currently, he is looking for a few cremates, as two recently left.

Flex, you can be apart of my ship, once I get my profile up.

on the part where it says ship descriptions in the profile, I take it to mean we have our own ship, correct? Also, can we have modifications o our weapons?

IC: (Scott) It had been a few hours, but Scott had finally finished the work on his helmet. bringing it back to the way it was before, a full visor, he had replaced the transparent glass for an opaque piece, and adding in a slight projector like parts on both sides and just above where Scott's fore head would be if he was wearing it. With that having been done, he grabbed a slightly curved steel plate, and cut it down to fit over the visor piece. Having drilled holes in the plate, Scott put two optic parts in, which would give him the same field of vision as before, with a less likely loss of visor use. connecting it all, the helmet was done. Putting it on, Scott booted up the new software he was using to run the helmet's optic parts. Everything checking out, Scott sharpened his katana, then went downstairs, only to see the other version of Dallas on the floor crying, some random guy giving him a hug, and Alex being helped up by Julia. Just a normal day for us, isn't it? Whats this? somethings come up on the school's defense network? Scott looked at it, seeing a guy roll up on a motorbike, so that didn't give Scott any sort of alarm. What did was what looked like John chasing someone on the school, grounds. Getting out side quickly, Scott was able to get to the women that John was chasing. "John, what are you doing?" Scott yelled at the son of Wolverine.

IC: (Lexie) "Well, didn't think he'd wind up dead so soon. Oh well." Lexie said, walking up to the group. After weapon-X, Lexie had slowly started to lose her faith in Petrio, and killing the president went to far. Walking past them and into the room where their now dead leader lay, Lexie chopped off the head, and then consumed the body. Walking back out, some of them gave her an odd look. "What? I needed a snack, and it might as well not go to waste," she said casually. "When do we leave?" she asked, ready to get out of here before this place ended up more dead then the Sahara.

IC: (Blake/Death) In the span of time I've been with the X-Men, I've been kidnapped by Weapon-X, had to rebuild the mansion, Watch the brotherhood ruin public relations between mutants and humans, and then they executed the president, the only man in power who could of help us, and then watch their leader take a bullet to the head, by a man that died to the phoenix flames at Weapon-X. And don't forget Ashlynn's Phoenix force powers going off, killing Jeremy, and then she goes of and gets kill by her boyfriend's dad. I swear, my life has gone downhill since coming here. Maybe I should of stayed on the street. At least then, it was just living from day to day. And you would most likely be dead right now. The streets will be in uproar with those leaders dead, and every anti-mutant person out there will be out hunting tonight, or the next one. Either way, you'd wind up dead by the end of the week. Now is the time to plan, and possibly prepare for the end of the world. It's going to get very dark around here, and we need to be ready. The thoughts between Blake and Death went like this for a good while. (Scott) With Beast's condition stable, Scott went back to his room. His armor was in bad shape. Half his helmet's visor was gone, melted off by that Scorpion guy. Gather the gear need to make repairs, Scott started the work, with the first thing being to refill his nano-forge levels. he had used up all of it by the end of the fight. It was the first time it had ever happened to Scott, and it would only get worse with the way the world was shaping up. Sighing, Scott got to work.

IC: (Scott) My gods. He's gone to far. was all Scott was able to think as he heard the audio of Quicksilver killing the president on live TV. "He went to to far. Peace could have been there, and then Quicksilver comes in and ruins it all. This is not good, not good..." Scott was saying to himself, over and over. John's reaction to them getting home wasn't much better either. Following him down, Scott saw Beast, on the floor, bleeding out. "This is the end of the world as we know it..." Scott started to sing to himself, as he sat down. He was no medic, and that's what Beast needed. A medic.

Out of all the people to betray the X-men, she was the last one I would of thought of.

I agree with this as well.

IC: (Lone) Receiving the message, Lone was a bit shocked that it went right into his head. Taking a second, he responded. got it. Stealth wasn't Lone's biggest skill, but he was smart enough to know a few basic things thanks to his days as a gamer.

This, this can't be a good sign. When did GLaDos become Basilisk?

or simply stopped caring because of how bad this world is...

IC: (Lone) As they were waiting, Lone had been running some programms, trying to make them run a bit better. He almost missed Victor calling his name. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I ready. Lets get this started, shall we?" John would be kidding himself if he wasn't nervous. One of the main rules he set for himself was that he wouldn't harm civilians. Hopefully the wife and daughter would be out.

IC: (Samarah) "here you go sir." Samarah said as she give Vikentios his drink. She was making them quick, and serving them even faster. Main reason? Shadow travel is a waitress best ability, period. Have the drinks, look at a shadow near a customer, and then they have their drink. It was working very well.

after reading all of this, would it not be simpler to just give mutants, say, the moon? or something similar? get them off planet. They live, Humanity is safe. It's that or the genocide of an entire race of people. City levelers? sure, kill them. but what about mutants with more defensive abilities? PreCogs, for example. they don't have the power that some one like Magento had, or QuickSilver does.