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*I’m learning to live
I’m trying to be better
I’m learning to give
But I don’t know if I’m a giver*
{NAME}
Othello Ripley
Othello Hatcher (former married name, currently abandoned)
{ALIASES}
"Otto", "Injida" for online username.
{AGE}
28
{GENDER, SEXUALITY}
Male
Bisexual
{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}
Human (Mutated)
Native Aedolian
{HEIGHT/BUILD}
6', lean musculature
{OCCUPATION}
- technician
- gunslinger
- opiate addict
{RESIDENCE}
On board his single-transport ship, Ironsides (https://orig00.deviantart.net/123c/f/2017/330/6/7/ironsides_by_nephero-dbuzxyz.png).
Formerly: Satellite Colony GR3, also a brief time in Haviah while married.
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IN DEPTH STUFF
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{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Lean, almost like he does not get enough to eat, but with enough muscle to dictate that he certainly gets his fair share of physical activity. Being out and about in space and all, Otto is pale, though there is some darker discoloration near his eyes and on his elbows/knuckles. He has several tattoos, though the most prominant is one that moves from his chin down to his throat, around the whole of his neck and over his shoulders. It looks like art deco and machinery had a baby.
His hair is long and straight and a warm black/very deep brown, and he can barely keep it under control for how fast it grows. The same thing can be said for his facial hair, which at the very least is patchy at best so he doesn't need to bushwhack it that often.
Last but not least, Otto has several mutations that separate him from yer typical human lifeform:
- His eyes have darker sclera, which throws the pale sickly-yellow-green of his irises in sharp contrast. When contracted, his pupils tend to thin into minute slits.
- His canines are all missing, and instead have been replaced with longer, sharper variants. His upper canines have been replaced with two smaller, thinner teeth, and those are easily pointy enough to puncture skin
- Along the "V" of his hips and groin, there are small shallow divets in his skin, which are a bit pinker on the inside, as if they were meant to be vents.
{PERSONALITY}
Depends on sobriety. Sober Otto is melancholy, brooding, and prone to long bouts of silence. Sober Otto also has trouble sleeping, which can result in anything between him getting waspish or outright losing his mind and succumbing to particularly harmful intrusive thoughts. Stoned Otto is friendly, heartfelt, down to earth and sincere. And a bit of a gigglepuss.
COG-BOY
Otto comes from a very long line of gifted mechanics and technicians. Growing up on a space station colony only served to foment a natural talent with machinery, and it doesn't take much for him to figure out new and foreign technology as a result. Additionally, figuring things out is a hobby of his; he loves pulling things apart and putting them back together, and will often "splurge" on broken scraps from nearby pawn shops just to mess around and tinker with them.
One of the gifts he was given by his ex-husband for their first anniversary was actually a spinal mech-interface unit, which lets him plug into auxiliary ports and directly interface without the need for a computer. This is only for very minor machinery, of course, and anything larger than handheld size computational power or the equivalent in terms of data size will require further processing power, and he'll often have to reroute through a real computer before trying to interface. It's very basic, but he loved it, and was completely unaware it would one day save his life.
OH, SWEET LAMB
Otto genuinely believes in the inherent good in people. He doesn't understand or even immediately suspect ulterior motives, often taking people completely at face value. He's very trusting, or at least once was, and the one thing he tries to hold onto is that people are genuinely worth believing in. Some days, however, are harder than others.
Built into this is a need to help people, to save who he can when he can. Spare money to those who are hurting for it, offering his services working with machinery to those who might not otherwise be able to afford it, sharing food and resources and otherwise genuinely being there. Because if he doesn't, who will?
CRAWLING IN MY SKIN
The parasites that live in Otto's systems are usually easy enough to ignore if he keeps himself doped up enough. But sometimes, they get a little too restless, which results in a very unpleasant buzzing sensation which skeeves him the hell out. Otto sometimes lapses into compulsive self destructive behavior at these points, and will try to get the parasites out despite knowing that it's physically impossible to get to where they're at.
The constant hive mind chatter between the multitude of smaller organisms certainly doesn't help matters, though, and he can sometimes start exhibiting strange and animalistic gestures/behaviors as a result.
Fun Facts!:
- Horribly, horribly allergic to chocolate.
- Writes poetry in his spare time, and it doesn't always make sense.
- Autophobic.
- Will do literally anything for cheese. Will also eat himself sick if left alone with large quantities. Just. Hide the cheese.
{SPECIAL ABILITIES}
Bugsbugsbugsbugsbugsbugs!
Otto is infected with an alien parasite that has taken root in his central and peripheral nervous systems. As such, certain key aspects of sensory input and reaction have been astronomically enhanced, as well as other effects. Such as:
- Affected amygdala, which has resulted in altered memory processing, decision making and emotional reactions. Enhanced by the parasite to integrate "hive memory" and a rudimentary "hive mind", wherein emotions are exchanged back and forth between the host organism and the parasite. Kind of essentially makes both parties one and the same, were a full takeover allowed. In Otto's case, it just makes the bugs really fucking annoying backseat drivers.
- Affected thalamus and affected tectum, which has affected Otto's sensory signal relay, auditory and visual reflexes, motor signals, and the regulation of sleep and alertness. As such his reflexes are through the roof, in combination with his enhanced perception. It also tends to make sleep incredibly difficult unless he can chemically shut the bugs up. Even so, he's a terribly light sleeper, and anything out of place is enough to put him on full alert. God help you if he's been sober and this wasn't INCREDIBLY important.
- Affected hypothalamus and related autonomic nervous system, which normally regulares body temperature, hunger, attachment behaviors, sleep rhythms, heart rate, and arousal, amongst other things. In Otto's case, this means his metabolism has gone apeshit to better supply more than just his own systems, and he tends to run a bit hotter than usual. His hair and nails all grow faster than usual, and wound healing is more stimulated. It also factors into his social interactions, as the extra stimulation to become part of the "hive" has led him to be intensely protective of his own (if he had any left). It also has upped his libido by quite a bit, which is saying something since he was, at a point, an Aedolian.
- Affected pituitary and pineal glands, while not as deeply affected as other aspects of the system, have a partial integration in that the parasitic organisms have tried to make the host body as hospitable to them as possible. As such, a few tweaks here and there have been made, and certain mutations have occured. This is where his mild discoloration and fancy new eyes have come from, as well as the vents in his hips.
- Affected cerebellum which has essentially enhanced his posture and balance. His inner ear picks up on shifts in space easier than normal, and he can tell when a ship has changed course almost instantly, even from the deepest, most stable part of it. It's also incredibly hard to knock him off balance, you know, unless he wants to be off balance. (Wink.)
...But seriously, shifts in gravity are nothing the dude is like a fucking cat.
{RELATIONSHIPS}
Roy Hatcher, ex-husband - presumed alive and well in Haviah.
Lucien Ripley; older brother - presumed alive and stationed planetside in research and development.
Gloria Serie; childhood best friend - presumed deceased.
{HISTORY}
TBD
Basically an escaped TRIM subject following a horrible alien infestation/infection of his home colony.
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