Lades' crew of miscreants.

[Anonymous]

Quick Stats

Name
Lades Aradal
Name means
What mother called me
Nicknames
Keeper of Luck- Better lucky than good has always been Lades’ motto, and it’s stuck with him. With the knack of finding what he needs, evading situations he shouldn’t be able to, and falling into money when he’s pockets are sore, he’s becoming fast known as the Keeper of Luck, who pulls it out when he needs it.

Ace-of-Spades Lades - With more than he ever planned to bargain on the line, Lades found himself in the trickiest card game of his life. As his hopes for victory, and chances for breathing, slowly began to fade away, the Keeper of Luck managed to pull of victory with the Ace of Spades, and the name stuck. (In actuality, it was the Ace of Clubs, but if the story is recounted, he figures Spades are classier.)

Image
 Sorry, I can’t draw him.
Birthday
 July 7, XX07
Zodiac Sign
 
Age
 28
Gender
 Male
Sexual Orientation
 Heterosexual
Single or Taken?
 Single, and never too hurried for a chat with a beauty. Almost!
Species
 Humanoid-Regenerator.  
Blood-type
 A negative
Height
 6’5
Weight
 137 lbs.
Eye Color
 Amber/Gold, luminous.
Hair Color
 Teal.
Affiliation
 Dancing on the line between law and lawlessness.
Religion
 Lades isn’t exactly a fan of gods, nor an avid believer. If he were, he’d probably be on bad terms with them anyways. But in desperate situations, he’s uttered a prayer or two to his own lucky star. He believes that with so many souls, reincarnation is logical, and often jokes he’d like to come back as a housecat.
Occupation
 Lades will say he’s a merchant, but only in that he sells his skills for a price. He does peddle goods, some legitimate, he’s a pilot of his ship,Aces & Eights, and a pirate/thief.
Birth Place
 Small station of Tanair, orbiting one of Jupiter’s smaller moons. He couldn’t tell you which one. though.
Location
Various Places on his current job
Most Used Phrase(s)
 “Come on, let’s roll the dice”
 “Bullets are unhealthy, you know?”
 “Oooh, shiny!”
Character of Mine Most Likely to...
 Flirt with the queen while robbing the king.
Finished Threads
 -Club Static-
Current Threads
 -None-

In-Depth Stuff

Physical Description
Lades is tall for a human, although he’ll tell you that he’s come across many taller than he. Standing at 6’5â€?, Lades has a slight build, and he’s very thin, so much so he can wrap his thumb and pinky around his wrists with ease. He has some muscle on his body, but he clearly doesn’t fit the build of a soldier, let alone anyone that would that would think of combat. Physically that is. He has teal hair, than brushes against his shoulders in jagged, uneven strands of never-brushed waves. He couldn’t tell you the last time he saw a barber, and he just cuts it off when he feels he doesn’t like it. He has slightly slanted eyes, always with an amused look in them. While born with blue eyes, he had the left genetically spliced to golden amber, and giving them luminescence for fun. He was quite amused when, over time, the other eye slowly began to take on the same characteristics. He laughs it off as “whimsical genes.” A smile is almost always seen on his face, be it a charming grin, or a smartass smirk. Only an uncommon vacant look drifts in when lost in thought, and the rarest of circumstances may see a genuine scowl.
Lades’ preferred wardrobe is almost always a dark-green leather trenchcoat, never buttoned and always slightly off one shoulder, the collar almost always struggling to get up. A chest pocket is on the front, held by a zipper with a tiny dice charm hanging off, and two deep pockets on the side. The inside has a softer material, with all manner of pockets and areas where Lades can stash a coin or two that may have joined him by…less than honorable circumstance, or his antique revolver and the antiquated solid bullets it shoots. He wears a tee-shirt underneath his coat, the color, logo, and design all changing based on mood for day, and he’s a large wearer of black jeans. Finishing out his wardrobe is Lades’ necklace, a silver six-sided dice, with the 1, 3, nd 4 sides replaced with 7’s, and he is never without it. Perhaps an old habit?

Personality
Lades is about living for two things, fun and profit. He finds his lifestyle immensely entertaining, and doesn’t plan on quitting anytime soon. While he keeps the two separate, he strives to make sure everyday is entertaining(Even at the cost of other’s coin, patience, or dignity), while making sure he can afford to live to that next hour of fun. He isn’t by any means a fool, and keeps his bills paid and shop taken care off, but he can be tad reckless, hoping that the luck he’s famous for will counteract it. He just wants a easy life, with a spice of excitement and danger. He is a horrible flirt though, and has gotten into trouble by complementing the wrong girl or waking up to the sound of an angry boyfriend, husband, brother, father, etc. But it’s all fun to him, and in his mind it’ll leave a girl with a pleasant story and memory.

Weaknesses
Lades isn’t by any means a fighter. He can shoot a gun and hit…some targets, but is first resort is cut his losses and become a bystander to fighting. He can easily be bested in physical competitions, except perhaps a race, as he’s had more than one occasion where a getaway was necessary. He also can be a tad reckless, jumping into a situation without every last detail.
 
Strengths
Lades is an expert thief, his guiding star landing him wares from abandoned ships to the rings of imperials. He is the diplomat rather than the soldier, and is able to talk is way out of conflict, with or without the help of magic. He is quick on his feet, and an expert pilot. He also is damned lucky, getting what people want or need almost effortlessly at times.

Likes
Women, games of chance, rice, money, meeting new people, funny jokes, and a challenge.

Dislikes
Alcohol, physical conflict, being told what to do, broccoli, being bored, and Mars.

Magic/Abilities:
Regeneration(Limited): Lades has the unique ability of regeneration, probably aiding him as much as his luck. But it only can save him so much. While things such and gunshots, cuts, and burns heal faster than many(As far as humans are concerned), he can’t regrow limbs than leave his body, although they probably would graft easier. Lades hasn’t been put it that situation yet, so in truth, he isn’t sure, and isn’t very keen on testing it. He does stay quite healthy though.

Magic: Lades has dabbled into magic now and then. After all, useful is useful. He’s found that for his work though, dabbling in a few mind affecting spells is never a bad thing. Specifically, he uses magic to subtly push peoples minds in a direction, and once or twice he’s wiped out a person’s memory(Never purposefully, but thankfully the effects in those situations were temporary). Generally, this skill is used only when trying to peddle wares or get out of trouble. The only other magic he has is a fire spell he never had the focus to learn, which simply allows him to shoot colored sparks out of his finger. Though, he admits, it is fun for parties.

Family
Lades’ father and uncle live on Tanair, running a salvage business. He has no other close family links, although he seldom visits his family. If you ask though, it’s not because he dislikes them, he’s just having too much fun.

Friends
Xeph-The alien companion Lades has picked up, Xeph is an inventor, as well as the chef on his ship. He resembles a humanoid cricket. That of course, isn’t an accurate nor adequate description. Lades fondly calls him “cricket-boy”.

Alicia-The resident elf on Lades ship, Alicia is an ask-later, slash-first kind of girl. She often accompanies Lades as the fighter-element, and never accepts his advances towards her. He serves as the navigator, and often finds jobs Lades would overlook.

Foes
Lades has no real foes, other than a few pissed off corporate leaders and angry nobles, hardly any of which know he is responsible for the theft of their goods. He only other foes are simply those that lose one too many games to him.

History
Lades’ history is a colorful series of events, most of which he’ll laugh off with a shrug and a grin. Born on the space colony Tanair, Lades grew up with his father and uncle, helping in their salvage business. He learned to fly junk space craft, and soon he became a skilled pilot, or at least, he likes to think so. Before long, he was getting bored, and in trouble. Stealing parts and coin to get a better ship, he decided Tanair was too small for one with needs as his. With his first ship, King of Hearts, he ran across the asteroid belt, and past the red planet, on a beeline for earth.
On earth, he found himself getting in and out of situations, eventually picking up his nicknames for his luck. As time went on, he acquired the resources to get his current ship, Aces & Eights, and his ragtag crew. Currently, he delivers goods and sells others, doing whatever job he has to do to stay comfortable, legal or illegal.

Commentary I really slacked on the history, I know. But I’m tired, and it’s not as important where he’s been. It’s important where he’s going.

[Anonymous]

Quick Stats

Name
Zeph Korin
Name meaning
Ermm…nothing.
Nicknames
Machine Speaker-Xeph tinkers with machines day and night, forgoing sleep and meals to create another new device or improve on an older one. He can fly through computer code the way a poet flows with words.  
Image 8-X-<   Yeah, something like that.
Birthday
 October 13 (Earth Time)
Zodiac Sign
 Libra
Age
 139
Gender
 Male
Sexual Orientation
He’d be a heterosexual, but there’s very few of his species around the earth system to consort with.
Single or Taken?
 Single
Species
 Gyrenthri  
Blood-type
 n/a
Height
 7’4
Weight
 214 lbs.
Eye Color
He has compound eyes, that are black at the rims, but fade to blue
Hair Color
Xeph doesn’t have hair. ^_^
Affiliation
Neither for or against the law.
Religion
 Xeph believes in the Gyrenthi Mother, the founder of his species that will shelter them home one day to paradise.
Occupation
Inventor/Chef
Birth Place
Planet of Gyrenthi
Location
 Aces & Eights ship
Most Used Phrase(s)
“Can you please quiet downnn?”
“Intriguing.”
“If you don’t like it, you should’ve said so.”
Character of Mine Most Likely to...
 Make pasta while building a gun.
Finished Threads
 -None-
Current Threads
 -None-

In-Depth Stuff

Physical Description
Xeph is an...interesting character to observe. But at first glance, his eyes are what’s going to attract attention. After all, compound eyes will stand out on any race, unless you’re used to them. But other than that, and the pincers on his jaw, his face is...vaguely humanoid. Vaguely.
Xeph stands at 7’4”. Getting straight to the obvious, he has four arms, three pronged claws at the end of each arm. He doesn’t wear a shirt, mainly because it’s uncomfortable and worthless to him. His exoskeleton is quite hard, comparable to some earth metals, although it’s average on his homeworld. Below his torso, Xeph has a pair of tan pants, which always have the same tool belt on them, filled with any number of odd tools and items to help in his inventing. His feet are three pronged, the same as his hands, and he’s placed metal makeshift boots on them. He does own a navy blue robe though, that shrouds his entire body and almost passes him off as a humanoid.

Personality
Meticulous, slightly paranoid, and a perfectionist on food, Xeph is the outnumbered minority of preciseness. He is light-hearted except when working, where he is moody and prefers solitude, a rare opportunity he seldom is able to exploit on the ship. He enjoys his cooking though, and is a master chef, a rare combination with a machinist. Xeph will defend his friends though, and puts logic and planning before action.

Weaknesses
Xeph doesn’t trust easily, and is relatively useless in matters requiring a quick decision. He also has a hatred of fish. He also fumes when his hard work in a meal goes unnoticed.

Strengths
Master Chef, and brilliant machinist, Xeph will build you anything, be it a weapon, ship, or plate of baked goods. He is also a fearsome fighter, attacking with his six limbs like a blur.

Likes
Machines, a chance to cook, technology, appreciation, down time, and the crew on the ship.

Dislikes
Fish, lack of appreciation, Fish, new people, reckless plans, and the crew on the ship.

Magic/Abilities:
Magic wise, Xeph has nothing at all, never bothering with those antiquated methods. He wants fire, he has a lighter.

Family His family includes his father and mother, and his two sisters, all back on his homeworld.

Friends
Lades- The captain, Xeph gets along with Lades easily enough, although the captain rarely notices Xeph's intricate meals. Lades is often marvelled at the things he does with the ship. Xeph finds the way Lades lives to be quite amusing.

Alicia-The resident elf on the ship, Alicia is an ask-later, slash-first kind of girl. She gets along easily with Xeph, and talks to him often when he isn't tinkering. He enjoys that she compliments his cooking, as she has no talent at it.

Foes
Only a few chefs that Xeph has shamed for their foods.

History
Xeph’s past is a simple lifestyle building machines, until he left and came to Earth space. He found his way onto Lades’ ship looking for a wreck that he could build up, and is an intregal part of Lades’ crew.

Commentary *chirp!*

[Anonymous]

Stats

Name
Valmont S'derran
Nick-names
Scarlet Cruelty - The title earned by one who has slain all in the course of his mission...guilty or not.
Birthday
November 6, XXXX
Zodiac Sign
Scorpio(?)
Age
 31
Gender
Male
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Single or Taken?
Single
Species
Human - Nonaging
Blood-type
C
Height
6'8
Weight
198 lbs.
Eye Color
Left eye is Violet, right eye has become deep red due to injury.
Hair Color
 Lilac
Affiliation
Aedolis
Religion
Agnostic
Occupation
Cant Royal
Birth Place
Aedolis
Location
Aedolis, Various locaions
Most Used Phrase(s)
"Standing against my might will only lead to your demise."
"Perish."
"Your purpose is served. Vanish."
Character of Mine Most Likely to...
Stage a coup against the gods.
Finished Threads
-none-
Current Threads
-none-

In-Depth Stuff

Physical Description
Valmont is a tall person, coming in at 6’8. He has long Lilac colored hair that falls straight down his back to the bottom of his shoulder blades. Valmont’s face attracts some attention. While a handsome face of a noble, his right cheek has a prominent scar, cutting through his right eye. The eye color, previously a violet, is now a deep, rust colored red where blood has diluted the pigment. Nevertheless, the wound is only a cosmetic flaw, as his vision remains fine due to magical healing. His face has no other striking features, save a small hint of facial hair on his chin.
Valmont’s body is well-kept, being an active member of the Aedolis military, as well as a pilot. His prominent attire is the Cant Royal uniform he wears, or a simple button-up shirt with slacks. One peculiarity though, is a set of silver armor, embroidered in coal black magical runes. The breastplate has the design of two dragons in battle, and each shoulder pauldron is a scarlet dragon’s head. The cloak, a rich shade of royal blue, completes the armor, and when in battle or on duty, he often wears it. Surprisingly, it feels no different than a normal outfit.

Personality
Valmont appears to be a dutiful soldier of Aedolis, but his mind has survived the reconditioning of pilots much like a gospel. He is arrogant and cold, and wishes to increase the honor of the S’derran name. Valmont enjoys the pleasures of Aedolis, but views them as only temporary distractions. He does care for pleasure, but will put it aside to accomplish a mission. He has an absolute hatred of Gospels though, viewing them as fighting for a useless cause against a functioning system.
Valmont's quirks are present though. He prefers to speak using telepathy over his voice, a facet which upsets some people. At a previous date, when on duty, he recieved a gash across the throat, and leaving him mute until is was magically healed. His body and mind compensated by making telepathy their standard communication tool, much in the way a person that loses his right hand will develop his left.

Weaknesses
Valmont has very little in the realm of weakness. His main two flaws are that he does bleed like a human, and despite his firm grasp on his mind, he is addicted to the network.


Strengths
With the mental refinement, Valmont is a psychic of great power. He also is a skilled warrior, as he practices swordsmanship as well as marksmanship.

Likes
Glory, wine, the Network, antiques

Dislikes
Cowards, Gospels, gambling, hard booze.

Magic/Abilities
Valmont is a powerful psychic, and can use both telekinesis and telepathy. His most powerful ability is call "Full Dive" and he can subtlely push his psyche into other beings and observe their thoughts, or in some cases, turn off their minds. He also interchanges combat with psychic abilities.

Family
Father - deceased. Killed in a terrorist atack
Mother - deceased. Died from disease.

Friends
Valmont’s friends are primarily other nobles, and he is on good relations with the other Cant Royals.

Foes
Valmont’s foes are only those that would stand against Aedolis.

History
Currently under revision. ((A.k.a I didn't like it.))

Commentary

[Anonymous]

Name: Soren C. Tyrinthre
Gender: Male
Species: Seraphim - Cybernetic Arm and Eye
Location: Aedolis
Desired rank: Cant Imperial

Personality: I'm going to play this one by ear actually. I want to develop it through roleplay.

Appearance: Soren's body is an odd sight. While he retains the basic shape of a human, it's plainly obvious that Soren is much more. He has a slight build, standing at only 5'10" in height. While he garners the appearance of a frail human, it only belies the strength he holds. Soren's hair is a deep ebony; slightly curly hair is kept in a short style only reaching a few inches above his neckline. Soren's right is a celestial silver, his angelic lineage shining through. His left eye, however, fits neither human nor angelic traits. A metallic eye sits in his left eye socket, the skin at the edges showing traces of metal and sautered circuitry. His right arm is no longer flesh and bone, but refined metal and circuitry. Soren's arm is a refined piece of technology, his arm containing advancd methods to keep track of Aedolis at any time. Soren also retains a limited connection to network at all times, to sate his eternal thirst for the network. Known only to Aedolis' most distinguished technicians, this arm is the scavenged remains of one of Aedolis' fallen draconic beasts, taken by Soren before the remaining dragons disposed of their fallen brothers.
Soren's wings are the next focal point, the coal wings of pandemonium. Soren can dismiss and summon his wings at will, a trait granted as necessary, as many places were not built to accomidate a wingspan. When his wings are out in a set of two, the wingspan is large enough to allow quick flight and to catch thermals. They are a brilliant coal-black, with the wingtips a rust-colored shade of red, quite similar to dried blood. However, Soren also can summon all six of his wings, and greatly altering the appearance. His wings become a luminous shade of lavender, with the tips of his ebony hair adopting the color.

Background: I'm skimping for now.

[Anonymous]

Name: Corrine
Gender: Female
Species: Cemeri
Location: Seruna mostly, but she does leave from time to time.

Personality: Hmmmmm. I've been thinking about her, but I've grown to taking a watch and see approach. She'll probably be a reasonably serious girl, who doesn't mind unwinding every now and then...or something. It'll all work out!

Appearance:
Corrine has the basic humanoid form, as it's been known as, but there's the traditional Cemari traits. For example, she has a horn. Cemari all have a single horn that emerges from the right of their forehead. It doesn't necessarily protude, it simply is part of their skull. Corrine has straight, almost brittle hair, kept in an almost-fashionable bowl cut. Her face is striking, reflecting her colorful experiences in life. A small number of miniscule nicks and scars are on her face and neck, each a single, small cut, as if a thrown blade had scratched her as it flew. Her eyes are slim and peircing, and are a light yellow with a deep red iris. On the right side of her face, small blue markings add a splash of color, a random pattern that follows halfway up her horn.

Corrine's skin is much like that of a typical human, the only noticable difference in pigment that has a touch more red to it, giving her a slightly pink skin tone. As for the finishing touches, she's about 5'10", and while she is in shape, her weight is classified information.

Abilities:
Cemari are unique beings from an earthling's perspective, but the term that has stuck with them is elemental. Cemari are beings of energy, and can charge electric particles around them as if they can control lightning. They of course, do not injure themselves from electric shock, and often in anger, their hair literally stands on end. Cemari also can coat themselves in these particles, their skin adopting a crystalline, cerulean tone, and they appear as crystals. Some Cemari actually do use their bodies in this way as conductors in their own devices. Corrine in particular is a combat specialist, her unique abilities providing her with deadly abilities.


Background: Corrine is a deserter from Aedolis, and now peddles salvaged (STOLEN) weapons from deserted battlegrounds.

Anything else you'd like to add?
She gots lightning and goes diamondskin. And I’m very lazy.