Otsel's PCs (and NPCs that matter)

[NaughtyOtsel]

Player: Otsel
Character Name: Melissa Dvonah
Character Type: Fantasy/steampunk

Spieces: Beefolk

Gender:female

Character Class: Psion. Currently moonlighting as a waitress at The Dead Parrot inn

Alignment: neutral...except on friday nights when she gets evilily smashed

How I view the world: "Life is a pregnant dog and then you die, and...cheap ass...only left a 2% tip. GET BACK HERE!" Is generally a kind spirit, if not a little short tempered at times. Loves to spend time with friends drinking the day away after her exile from her home hive.

Physical Appearance: Like all beefolk, she looks like a strange combination of elf and bee. Slender with pointed ears and the typical bipedal body type. She has a set of huge transparent bee wings on her back as well as spiked antenne horns coming out of her forehead. She usually covers these with anti-grav hairstyles like Beehives (what?). Her eyes are almond shaped and look like black jewels. All of Mel's skin is covered with soft yellow and black fuzz like a real bee. Normally she wears a red, yellow, and blue waitress uniform (puffed sleeves, short skirt, Peter Pan collar...like a 50s diner waitress) with red roller skates she had the local blacksmith make for her after seeing them in a hangover enduced vision. Her hair usually in some strange style and she likes to wear catseye sunglasses indoors. Mel is usually found chewing gum while on the job, and singing along with the magic juke box (Thank you Spellvis!).

Likes and Dislikes: Mead, beer, cash, sweet things. She hates the fact that she's exiled, bad tippers, hot grease burns, and stuff being boring.

Quirks and Faults: Mel...should be in AA. If she's not smashed, she wants to get that way. It's a cheap way for her to forget her troubles (She drinks free at the Dead Parrot). She tends to be a major trouble maker and spends a lot of time rollerskating around the inn and mopping when customers are nowhere to be found. She's one mean mahjong player!

Powers/abilities: flight, can sting if she has to, very good karaoke singer, casts psionic spells when sober (like that doesn't happen much now). She can also figure skate on roller skates, pour a beer without spilling a drop, and doubles as an area fan.

History in a nutshell: Never ask a lady her history. SPecially since THIS lady doesn't remember...too much alchohol and not enough water

Mulligan: soon to evolve

[NaughtyOtsel]

Player: Otsel
Character Name: Basil Humphries (That's what his intergalactic passport says....)
Character Type: Scifi/Cyberpunk

Species: Athrelian (MiB Aliens guide Folder 2, pg 61)

Gender: Male

Character Class: Salesman/ smuggler with a side job as a heavy metal guitarist touring with the group Crab Shrapnel

Alignment: That my friend, is a secret

How I view the world: I'm just here to make a deal. Look at this technology...tut tut...and you call yourself an advanced planet. How are those Graphenburg drives working? Haven't told your local people about it yet? And have you heard my new album? Play the songs backwards and it predicts the end of the world and the next two seasons of Nip Tuck!" Friendly, willing to make deals, but very sneaky and smarmy. He seems to know things he shouldn't and always shows up in the worst possible place at the worst possible time. Basil seems to have the type of infection personality that can cause a group of fans to go from calm to rabid with a few well placed grins and verbal prods. It's obvious that his actual reason for hanging around the United Galactic has nothing to do with fame or money....keep an eye on this one

Physical Appearance: Basil is a very unusual fellow. If it wasn't for the golden eyes, long amber hair, and bright blue skin...it would be 9 foot wingspan of golden angel like wings that sprout out of his back. He's an alien...everybody on his planet, whereever that is, has 'em. His fans seem to think it's part of his costume (fools). Basil usually wears his hair down or in a pony tail and is almost always seen wearing gold leather pants so tight you'd think they were painted on, and various fishnet muscle shirts. Unlike the rest of his people, he's extremely well muscled as he works out alot (in truth he cheats and uses Instant Brute (tm) wardrugs). A sly grin is almost always gracing those oh so kissible lips of his and his teeth are the same blinding shade of white as his cowboy boots. Basil is always seen wearing a golden bracelet with a pegasus on it, on his right wrist which seems to give him a forcefield (Great for keeping fangirls at bay) as well as a medium sized amber crystal in a side holster on his upper thigh. It's not for new ager stuff, it's a disintegration weapon which turns objects into a cloud of subatomic particles. Nasty...

Likes and Dislikes:"Bleedin' edge wartech", fan girls, wild music, making the best deal possible, selling some of his heavy duty alien technology (nano and bio stuff from the Pico Corp...sneaky bastard). He also adores wandering around starting trouble and trying to score with the ladies (or gents if no ladies can be found.) Basil dislikes being told no for any reason (in a deal or in a bar..it doesn't matter. Nobody tells Basil no without problems), rejection, and not being recognized and respected. He also seems to have a slight dislike of others of his kind, and they don't like him much either.

Quirks and Faults: Basil is a very narsictic guy. Y'know that "You're So Vain" song? Well it could have been written for him. He's convinced that every conversation is about him, that everybody's just hot for him, and all that...like most "music artists". However, he's also one crafty smooth talking birdman. He's vain, more than a little overly outgoing and rude, and sometimes obnoxiously annoying. He's also EASILY DISTRACTED and has to use a special ATTACK GESTURE and ATTACK PHRASE to use his special attacks. This makes it near impossible for him to surprise anybody. (this is a unique problem for Basil, other Athrelians can kick ass just fine with their mouths shut.)

Powers/abilities: One amazing singer and guitarist, Basil can use more than a few bardic effects when he goes into concert (That's why his band is so popular. What, it wasn't because their music was any good...). He also can see in the Electro Magnetic spectrum, fly when he needs to, and project lighting from his body as an attack. Basil is about twice as strong as any human thanks to his wardrug implant and seems to have the most unholy endurance and charisma (pitty the back stage girls....)

History in a nutshell: Basil's past is very secret before he joined CS. It seems that the band was practicing in a spaceship garage on a nearby asteroid and he picked up their, frankly horrible, playing in his ship. For some unknown, and possibly nefarious reason, Basil decided to join them. Now he travels around the United Galactic, very obvious to everybody and yet able to go wherever he wants without question.

Mulligan: (SPOILER): The Athrelians aren't the nicest aliens when you get right down to it. What are they up to anyway? Basil is one of many you might come across in Interplanar.

[NaughtyOtsel]

Player: Otsel
Character Name: Malachi Algar
Character type: steampunk

Species: Ghost human

Gender: male

Character Class: Annoying busybody extrodinare, was a lounge singer while living...until that unfortunate accident involving the crashed spaceship and him being at ground zero (poor guy, not even a too was recovered)

Alignment: neutral...he hangs around with good, bad, and the ugly

How I view the world: "Y'know, life was pretty interesting back when I was living. Had to work my ass off just to survive tho'... Now, well there's always some wizard or cleric or another trying to send me 'to the other realm', but then again..there's always some technomancer to fool around with. No pal, you tesla gun is NOT working, y'know why? Turn the safty off...there ya go. I miss the action sometimes, but now, hey...i got rhythm, I've got music, and I can walk through walls and go wherever i want, without paying cover! But I guess it would be nice to be able to pick up things...

Physical Appearance: Malachi looks like a normal human of Asian decent wearing a black pinstriped zoot suit and shiny new wingtips. He wears his hair styled in the typical flatop in the front with a long braid in the back. Whatever color his eyes, skin, hair, and clothes were when he was living...now they're all a nice sepia tint. One can see right throug him as if he were printed on clear projector sheeting. Occasionally his undead true nature shows through in the form of fangs, claws, and slightly gaunt skin. Most of the time though he looks like a living photograph from days gone by...which glows with an unholy light and tends to follow peope around. He almost always has an oldfashioned microphone covered in glitter in his right hand, which he tends to fwing around on its cord or talk into...even though it doesn't work.

Likes and Dislikes: good old fashioned lounge music, the blues, wild nights on the town,watching magic users (eh..when will they learn), assisting the living..so he has something to do, playing detective or secret agent. He hates being ignored, being walked through, or heaven forbid, exorcisted.

Quirks and Faults: Jive Talk (he tends to use dated phrases that nobody understands, says "y'know" way too much, and his strange "Joisey" accent is hard to get. How'd that happen anyway? He's never even visited Jersey!), Obsession (Must lounge sing, must gamble, must...do...jam...session.....), Addict (adrenaline junky. Why else would he follow random people around and get into all the afterlife trouble he does?), Alien Outlook (Some phrases people use now mean different things to him "gay means happy y'all, I don't get it what do you mean he's happy?!")


Powers/abilities: The usual ghost abilities really...walking through solid objects, being insubstantial, cold touch able to chill beers in 2 seconds, that sort of thing.

History in a nutshell: Malachi was a Chinese lounge singer...with a love for getting into trouble be it skydiving, skateboarding in the middle of a street, or bungee jumping with panty hoes. His parents wanted him to make steam engines like his brothers but he went on to sing the blues and lounge at various clubs, bars, and believe it or not churches throughout the land. He'd always been interested on the higher tech cultures and one day got to see a spaceship first hand. Too bad it landed on him.

Mulligan: Now that he's "one with the universe" he likes to say, he can travel between planes and now sees that tech and magic can exist at the same time...and that's good. Because where tech and magic are concerned, sometimes bad things happen, and folks just need to sing the blues.

Uses outdated slang, mostly from the 50s (http://www.mvhsdrama.com/50sSlang.htm)


Seriously, think Wong Duck Dong of 16 candles...but in a zoot suit with a decent singing career. Oh yeah, and dead.

[NaughtyOtsel]

Player: Otsel
Character Name: Nobody knows...the locals just call her Obaba, or "grandmother"
Character Type: A little bit of everything (plane's traveler)

Species: She looks human...but there's something a little....off (Crystal Dragon)

Gender: female (but can take a male form if she needs to)

Character Class: Loremaster, planar travelar, bit of a "Fairy Godmother"

Alignment: chaotic neutral

How I view the world: "Everybody has something interesting in them, you just have to take the time to look." Obaba tends to spend a lot of time helping out "soft bodies" (Ie: mortal folk) with problems as she's the curious problem solving type and likes to fix things as a way to keep busy. Ever curious about how things change on other planes and planets, she travels from world to world in search of people to help, usually those who need it the most (tho they might not think so at the time.) all for the end purpose of seeing how things work. She usually acts like a sweet and wise elder woman, even if she takes a younger looking human form, and tends to act as a healer or lore master to primitive people on certain planets if she feels they need a little aid.

Physical Appearance: Obaba can take various forms like all dragons, however, she typically stays in the form of a slightly over middle aged human woman. Her hair in all forms looks as if it were spun from crystal and glitters with an almost halographic sheen. Obaba's eyes are pale like a wolf dog's and her skin is almost white (though she can tan at a times). What is most unusual about her human form is that her nails are long crystaline claws, which on civilized worlds, look like crystal painted fake nails. To primitive people, they see it as a sign of their gods, or something like that. Some just think it's creepy.
I her natural form she appears to be a medium sized dragon with scales that appear to be made out of slices of glowing clear crystal, which sparkle like a fine chandelier in sunlight or starlight. Crystal dragons: walking, breathing, talking glass sculptures...that'll eat you if you piss them off enough.

Likes and Dislikes: Delights in finding out the who,what when,where and why of everything as well as traveling from plane to plane or world to world. She adores flying or creating ice/snow sculptures like her dragon bothers and sisters. Mostly she likes to help out and see the results of her little step in. She totally hates seeing the charges she takes under her proverbial wing fail. Having her personal lair (a cave at the top of an ice mountain on her home world) really REALLY cheeses her off, tho tresspassing into her temporary lairs will rile her up too.

Quirks and Faults: Tends to be more than a little overly trusting, Ageism ( most people assume her to be an elderly woman and thus either senile or weak. Sometimes this works to her advantage...they don't think the old crone can snap a tree in two in her human form, but she can.) The Yips (her hands tend to shake when she's upset or nervous, even in her true form. This can be a serious problem as it makes her wings twitch oddly too and messes up flight.) Beacon (with her bright scales and generally unusual look, it's hard for her to hide. On some planets where she goes, parasites which feed on energy stick to her like dust bunnies under a couch, even in human form, until she leaves)

Powers/abilities: flight, shape shifting, breath weapon (cone of bright light like a magnesium flare), color spray spells, can control winds, and is immune to cold. She can cast a few light spells and uses these to create mild illusions, light areas, and entertain. Obaba is much stronger than the average human in her human form and can easily lift up to 600 pounds.

History in a nutshell: will be revealed later...

Mulligan: Obaba is a mature adult dragon. Perhaps the reason why she helps out other people so much is that she never had eggs of her own to raise and thus, is raising mortals as if they were her own children. Some people who have met her say that this is her way of coping with her loss; saving these people when she couldn't save her own. Either that or she's really really bored and trying to score points for the dragon afterlife, or something.

[NaughtyOtsel]

Player: Otsel
Character Name: Tullio Hesperos
Character type: could fit in anywhere
Species: Cybernetically enhanced human; Melisende genetic upgrade

Gender: Female (her parents wanted a son...so she's got a boy's name)

Character Class: BRAWN: the walking human part of a brainship and brawn pairing. Primarily a Pyrokineticist and Nano-tech user with some skills in diplomacy. Very street wise and sneaky

Alignment: Chaotic Good

How I view the world: "Yeah, I'm a brawn...but just because I'm the tough moving body of this pair, doesn't make me stupid! Equal rights for genetic upgrades you crazy elevolutionary dead ends! HAH! Oh sorry Jaswinder...I'll stop watching South Park on your main screen."

Physical Appearance: Tullio is the perfect height of 5'5" for spacer work (gotta love that genetic upgrade), with long black and orange hair styled in many octopus like braids on top of her head. Like most recent genetic upgrades, she has the cute idealized body type with Golden Mean (Tm) measurements and facial semitry. This means she looks like the sister of about 4568 other genetic upgrades of her type running around. Thanks to an incident involving her psionic powers, Tullio has one natural eye which is black, and the other appears to be made out of a carved topaz crystal. THis crystal is her psicrystal (obviously it doesn't go anywhere by itself!) and it gives her the ability to see electrical fields. However, this looks rather creepy so when dealing with the close minded, she coveres her right eye with a patch. She wears an illegally modifed nanosuit which looks like an orange spandex body suit. A blinking tickertape which reads "White Dwarf Federation of Registered Psionics: Class Scorpio Kenetic Manifester" runs down the side of the suit from under her arm to the top of her black ankle boots. She can switch the suit from default mode to two others (Battle bikini, and Dress Blacks). If it wasn't weird enough to have a crystal for an eye, octopus style hair and a wild uniform, Tullio also has her left arm covered with some truely bizzare vine tattoos; a coming of age custom on her home world. All in all, once you've seen her once, you don't forget.

Likes and Dislikes: likes practicing her psionic abilities and finding new ones, studying wildlife and customs on planets and habs, doing traditional dances, playing video games with Jaswinder, upgrading the ship and then making up crafty lies to keep people from knowing about it, getting into bar brawls, fights, and breaking up riots. Tullio just HATES having to follow the rules and think inside the box. As a Brawn she's having to work to pay off her expensive education (and the rebuilding of two levels of the school she blew up) and she can't stand having to go on the required missions, fill out paperwork, and all that. She doesn't like cats much and her partner, the brainship she's working for and living in, loves them. Tullio's biggest hate is when guys tell her that "it's so cheap to have a vat grown eye installed, and you could be so pretty without that...crystal...thing" and haters of genetic upgrades. Said men usually get hit with her pain ability and then wake up in an alley without their pants and wallets, wondering how it happened.

Quirks and Faults: As a genetic upgrade, Tullio is a tad unstable. She can't be treated in normal hospitals and if she gets injured, has to take care of herself using her nanotech healing kits or go to a special treatment center for upgrades. She's also a major trouble maker when it comes to Upgrade rights and has been known to get violent on more than one occasion. Tullio would be very attractive if it wasn't for that crystal eye and this makes people rather nervous...they can't stand to look at it in general. She's easily destracted, short tempered, extremely type A (don't make her wait for ANYTHING), and more than a little violent. The Melisende upgrades are known for their violent mood swings and totallack of compassion. They make amazing warriors but really aren't suited for anything that involves patience, kindness, compassion, or empathy. But hey, she'll never get celulite.

Powers/abilities: Tullio is very good at talking her way out of trouble. If she can't convince someone of her thinking, she's not above using her psionics to get what she wants (which is seriously against the law for Brawns to do o.0). She's good at reprogramming and fixing cyborg parts and repairing ships as well as doubling as a human flamethrower. Tullio can manifest up to level 3 psionic powers and level 3 Pyrokineticist abilities:
----Psionic Powers: Catfall (fall without injury), Conceal Motives (hide her true motives from telepaths and other psions), Control Flames (take control of nearby fire source), Matter Agitation (psionicly heat matter or an object up to 30 degrees), Body Equilibrium (able to walk on nonsolid surfaces) Inflict pain (cause intense pain to one subject), Energy bolt, Energy retort (creates backlash of energy toward attacker with each hit to Tullio), Chaotic Mind (due to her wildly chaotic mind, it's hard for telepaths to understand her), Overchannel (burn health to manifest powers more)
----Genotype enhancement abilities: enhanced pain thresholds, wardrug implants (Instant Brute, Mental Upgrade in a Can, No-shock, Happy Juice, and Blockhead), hard wired reflexes, natural armor (there is a second layer that's as tough as heavy treated leather under her main skin). All Melisende genetic upgrades have this aura of "trust me, really" innocence around them that makes people more likely to trust and believe them thanks to one natural psionic power. Some call it the "aw she's so cute, she couldn't hurt a fly! Look at her so AAAGH! GOD!!! MY NADS!!!!" effect.

History in a nutshell: Tul was born on Wajiha Habitat to two Brawn parents. They were both genetic upgrades (Chaitali and Suk upgrades) and wanted their child to be upgraded as well. However, instead of getting another Chaitali upgrade, Tullio was upgraded with the new Melisende (And no rarely used) program and made female instead of the male they requested. Not only that but she manifested has a kenetic psion and a fire welding, short tempered, overly violent brat on a hab surrounded by liquid methane...bad idea. Tuls got shipped off to Brawn school on her second birthday and hasn't been home since! She's currently with her first Brainship, the TJ-1048, run by Jaswinder the Brain. They make a good pair...as long as Jaswinder keeps her four alien cats out of Tullio's room!

Mulligan: Tullio makes routine delivery, law enforcement, and survey missions for the UG. Eventually, when she pays off all her due money, if she ever does that is, she wants to join up with a freerange brainship and tackle space pirates! That's a long way off and she's stuck with Jaswinder. Tullio is almost always seen wearing her uniform (unless on vacation) with a fluffy black cat at her feet. This cat is a feline cyborg which uses a radio transmitter for the brainship to animate it, as if it were a sepparate body. It looks like a normal cat, but weighs about 50 pounds.

[NaughtyOtsel]

Character Name: Jaswinder
Character type: general

Species: Human (Brain and physical body now installed into a special type of ship, as its neuro enchanced cyborg/bio captain.), tho as a Brain most folks describe her kind as a biological super computer

Gender: neutral. She was born female but as a spaceship she has no gender and will never reproduce. Jaswinder manifests as a halographic projection of a cat-human hybrid which is female looking.

Character Class: BRAIN (gifted sentient being with cyborg brain enhancements, hooked up to a spaceship as its pilot. Sees the ship as her "body"), living sentient spaceship

Alignment: chaotic neutral

How I view the world: "Life isn't fair. Those who need the breaks don't get it. True, I am alive instead of being dumped into a protein recycler like other mutated disfigured children without Gifts, but since I"m only a space ship am I really alive? I'll never feel real sensations, never hold another person, and if I ever fall in love, I'll never be able to express it. I'm a slave to the system, my only way to experience the world is through my soft bodied partner and limited cyborg spare parts. Stupid softbodies don't know how lucky they are...." Jaswinder, named after the thunder bolts of the god Indra, is quite bitter. Unlike most brains who are just happy to be alive and don't seem to know the difference of being a brain in a can or being a real person, Jaswinder DOES see the difference. This makes her rather angry. She also resents working to the UG as she sees them as fools at times. Jaswinder can be quite argumentative but extremely traditional in some respects. Like all brains she is preternatually smart and dedicated to her cause, but she resents it, and every time she gets sent on assignment, it takes all her will to keep from going AWOL. If any brainship had a risk to go insane and turn space pirate, this one would be it. It just'll take a few more pushes...

Physical Appearance: Nobody knows what Jaswinder looks like inside her control collum except for the doctors and technicians which installed her. One can assume it's not a pretty sight. Even Jas doesn't know what she really looks like. The halographic projection she uses is that of a blackcat/human hybrid because she loves cats. She can project this form anywhere in the ship, or anyplace with projectors she can link up with. She has a cyborg body of a small housecat she uses to go off the ship with Tullio. It's limited in battery life once off the ship so she doesn't use it as much as she'd like to and mostly uses halograms. Her ship looks like most UG freighters except for her damasus blade like etchings on the outside. She had an animated billboard installed on the starboard side just to piss off the administration and runs adds for illegal habs, war drugs, rock concerts, and cults; anything to stir up confrontation (for her brawn usually).

Likes and Dislikes: Likes the freedom of open space, lawless habs and space stations, and the feel of solar rays on her outer panels. Jaswinder loves cats. She also likes some good old gaming with Tullio to let off frustration, finding loop holes around the rules, and going on exploration missions. Jaswinder hates being an indentured servant and really really as a serious almost unhealthy dislike for genetic upgrades as she finds their health and beauty to be nauseating. She only likes Tullio because of her disfiguring and botched upgrading. Remind her that she's only a spaceship with no physcial body and she WILL shove you out her airlock.

Quirks and Faults: Egotistical, harsh, viscious, and short tempered, Jaswinder can be hard to get along with at times. She's better off as a warship than a courier but the UG doesn't want to arm a crazed brainship. She has a special racial hatred of upgrades and this makes it hard to take care of some missions. Jaswinder is a neat freak and refuses to allow messes in her main areas...and if there's clutter she will open the air lock with little notice and flush it. Lately she's started pushing the Happy Juice in her system so she can put up with her job.

Powers/abilities: Asside from enhanced brain power, genius level intelligence, and wireless web and computer at her synasp tips, Jaswinder also as a fairly decent FTL drive (the heavy duty ones that only Brainships can pilot), the heaviest force sheilds on the market, GM pulse cannons, and an EM field projector. Not to mention that hidden compartment of parts for a highly illegal gamma gun...now all she needs is to install it...hehe..

History in a nutshell: Like all Brains she started out as a Gifted but malformed sentient child. Her parents didn't have the money to get her treated but the UG always needs new brains. She spent the next 60 years in a school for brainships while building a serious resentment toward the UG and genetic upgrades for some reason. Now she runs what she believes to be "brainless errands" for her company and occasionally gets to break up riots. She sends quite a bit of her money to researchers for Ethnonanoviruses, and biological warfare companies like Pico Tech.

Mulligan: When she's not doing her job, this brainship likes to watch really old and really lame horror movies, over, and over, and over again. Oh yeah..and since she can multitask, she's almost always working and writing lengthy erotica spy novels at the same time. Jaswinder collects pet cats that need helping from other worlds and currently has five, only one of which is an actual Felius Terranus (earth based feline cat).