Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm
- Thread starter Chicago Ted
- Start date
Recommended Videos
Don't worry about the background, it's not as important as how you plan on playing your character. It'll be great to have an Asari though, that makes it so there will be more then the NPC I have.Birras said:Name:Moloa Lan'Tak
Gender:Female
Race:Asari
Age:237
Appearancearker blue than most asari at her stage, Moloa has white tribal markings along the left side of her face. Her armor is a patchwork of various Blue Suns, Eclipse and independent armors, custom built and now emblazoned with Aegis colors.
Class:Adept
Powers: Warp, Singularity, Pull, Shockwave
Pre-Service Record: Moloa was born and raised on the streets of Omega, stealing and pickpocketing to survive. Eventually, her biotics and knack for subtlety caught the attention of local gangs, giving her a permanent career. Her skill interested a Mr. Verhal, who was starting a mercenary organazation.
Psychological Profile: Moloa can be easily described as eccentric, and will use her biotics mischievously when it does not interfere with the mission. Moloa, whenever she kills an armored opponent, will incorporate a piece of the dead foe's armor into her own.
Notes: Moloa uses an M-6 Carnifex Hand Cannon (which she has named 'Dvorak', after the man she took it from) and an M-4 Shuriken machine pistol, which currently has no name.
Sorry about the short, unoriginal background. I was rushing while writing this.
Adding you on now as well.
Name: Marcus Flint
Alias: Raven
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 39
Appearance: Short Black Hair with beard, numerous facial scars. Wears red and black n7 armor with Raven logo along the back. Armor is damaged and dented in numerous place from gunfire.
Class: Vanguard
Powers: Lift, Throw, Barrier, Nemesis Specialization
Pre-Service Record: Born into a colony on the fringe of citadel space, Marcus lived a normal life until the age of 7 when he was conscripted into jump zero. Surviving the intense mental and physical conditioning that came with being a human biotic, Marcus joined the Alliance at 16. By the age of twenty he had reached the rank of captain in a black ops squad. On one mission he was set to take the fall but instead killed the rest of his squad including his commanding officer and fled. For two years he was on the run before his picked up by a drell assassin who offered him a partnership in his mercenary group. Under their combined leadership the crimson wraith as they were called became a force in the terminus system.
Unfortunately he was betrayed and his partner was killed during the escape. He became a solo mercenary under the alias "Raven" after that, completing high profile contracts including the assassination of an asari matriarch.
Now in his late thirties, Marcus has come to Omega in search of rumors of a new mercenary group being formed........
Psychological Profile: Marcus is very ruthless in his work, however his time with the drell taught him great respect for the dead. He will do anything short of sacrificing his men to get the job done and has a near perfect record of closing contracts. He carefully plans out each job and leaves his stylized raven marker at each job closing.
Notes: Wanted for the murder of an asari matriarch, the massacre of the mercenary group crimson wraith, and the death of a council spectre sent to arrest him. Marcus is known to be proficient in the use of explosives, sniper rifles, shotguns, pistols, and heavy weapons and notably carries a large bowie knife. }
Alias: Raven
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 39
Appearance: Short Black Hair with beard, numerous facial scars. Wears red and black n7 armor with Raven logo along the back. Armor is damaged and dented in numerous place from gunfire.
Class: Vanguard
Powers: Lift, Throw, Barrier, Nemesis Specialization
Pre-Service Record: Born into a colony on the fringe of citadel space, Marcus lived a normal life until the age of 7 when he was conscripted into jump zero. Surviving the intense mental and physical conditioning that came with being a human biotic, Marcus joined the Alliance at 16. By the age of twenty he had reached the rank of captain in a black ops squad. On one mission he was set to take the fall but instead killed the rest of his squad including his commanding officer and fled. For two years he was on the run before his picked up by a drell assassin who offered him a partnership in his mercenary group. Under their combined leadership the crimson wraith as they were called became a force in the terminus system.
Unfortunately he was betrayed and his partner was killed during the escape. He became a solo mercenary under the alias "Raven" after that, completing high profile contracts including the assassination of an asari matriarch.
Now in his late thirties, Marcus has come to Omega in search of rumors of a new mercenary group being formed........
Psychological Profile: Marcus is very ruthless in his work, however his time with the drell taught him great respect for the dead. He will do anything short of sacrificing his men to get the job done and has a near perfect record of closing contracts. He carefully plans out each job and leaves his stylized raven marker at each job closing.
Notes: Wanted for the murder of an asari matriarch, the massacre of the mercenary group crimson wraith, and the death of a council spectre sent to arrest him. Marcus is known to be proficient in the use of explosives, sniper rifles, shotguns, pistols, and heavy weapons and notably carries a large bowie knife. }
Name: Sindri
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Appearence: Pale, shaved head. Blue tattoos that gives him off as a biotic. The interface of an Asari biotic-implant is in his neck. He wears no protective armor, just a uniform with the Aegis Protection Firm symbol on the shoulder. Thinly built, and quite short for his age.
Powers: Barrier, Warp, Throw and Singularity
Pre-Service Record: He grew up an orphan on earth. An Asari matriarch named Soria, who was there on a business trip, recognized his biotic ability, and took him under her protection. She took him back to Illium, and gave him his present name. He was trained among with her other pupils, other orphans she had 'found'. As the years went on, the training got harder and harder, and their teacher was pushing them hard. She had them spar with each others, gradually more violently, and when Sindri accidentally killed one of his comrades he decided he had had enough. He was 13 then.
On the streets of Illium, Sindri survived. These streets were much tougher then Earth though, and even after his years of living alone, provided many challenges to him. Everyday was a massive challenge.
(thanks to Chicago Ted)
After nearly fourth months, Sindri was struggling. He had lost almost 20 pounds, and both his mental and physical health were starting to deteriorate. Illium was never a place for the weak, and this became obvious to Sindri as time passed. People would prey on those who they felt could no longer take care of themselves, and eventually, a local gang saw Sindri as that. They cornered him in an alley, and at the point of a gun, demanded everything that Sindri had left. They had no idea though of the boy's biotic powers. With his back to a wall, Sindri's training and power surged through him. He used all his remaining strength in his attacks, and left all of the gang either crippled or dead. He leaned against the alley wall, trying to catch his breath and recover. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. He could barely make out what had been said, and turned around to see a Batarian standing there. The Batarian saw the fight between him and the gang, and saw the power the boy had. He introduced himself as Verahl, and offered to take the boy back to Omega with him. Sindri felt like telling the Batarian to "Fuck off". He had almost accepted his fate now. Verahl's offer to a meal though to talk about it over though made him accept. After the meal, Verahl convinced him that it would be his best choice in action to come with him back to Omega, where he had the intention of starting up his own company where Sindri's skills would provide most valuable.
The following year with Verahl allowed Sindri to recover from his ordeal. After Verahl's purchase of the company's headquarters, Sindri moved into the small barracks set up there. Even though Verahl had hardly any knowledge of the use and training of biotic powers, he helped find and purchase new biotic amps and items that helped Sindri develop.
With the formation of Aegis, Sindri has been seeing more and more mission contracts since its start, and has proven himself a capable agent of the company.
Psychological Profile: A man(boy) of few words, suspicious to people he doesn't know, but fiercely loyal to the people who has been nice to him. His deepest fear is that people will think lower of him because of his age. He is emotionally disturbed, has little or no compassion and has problems with seeing other people's (and aliens) feelings. Has no problems with killing strangers. Isn't exactly evil, but can get "carried away" with the killing, and appear as merciless. He tends to get overconfident in battles and gets himself in trouble.
Notes: Carries no weapon(s), relies solely on biotic powers, which has served him well thus far.
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Appearence: Pale, shaved head. Blue tattoos that gives him off as a biotic. The interface of an Asari biotic-implant is in his neck. He wears no protective armor, just a uniform with the Aegis Protection Firm symbol on the shoulder. Thinly built, and quite short for his age.
Powers: Barrier, Warp, Throw and Singularity
Pre-Service Record: He grew up an orphan on earth. An Asari matriarch named Soria, who was there on a business trip, recognized his biotic ability, and took him under her protection. She took him back to Illium, and gave him his present name. He was trained among with her other pupils, other orphans she had 'found'. As the years went on, the training got harder and harder, and their teacher was pushing them hard. She had them spar with each others, gradually more violently, and when Sindri accidentally killed one of his comrades he decided he had had enough. He was 13 then.
On the streets of Illium, Sindri survived. These streets were much tougher then Earth though, and even after his years of living alone, provided many challenges to him. Everyday was a massive challenge.
(thanks to Chicago Ted)
After nearly fourth months, Sindri was struggling. He had lost almost 20 pounds, and both his mental and physical health were starting to deteriorate. Illium was never a place for the weak, and this became obvious to Sindri as time passed. People would prey on those who they felt could no longer take care of themselves, and eventually, a local gang saw Sindri as that. They cornered him in an alley, and at the point of a gun, demanded everything that Sindri had left. They had no idea though of the boy's biotic powers. With his back to a wall, Sindri's training and power surged through him. He used all his remaining strength in his attacks, and left all of the gang either crippled or dead. He leaned against the alley wall, trying to catch his breath and recover. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. He could barely make out what had been said, and turned around to see a Batarian standing there. The Batarian saw the fight between him and the gang, and saw the power the boy had. He introduced himself as Verahl, and offered to take the boy back to Omega with him. Sindri felt like telling the Batarian to "Fuck off". He had almost accepted his fate now. Verahl's offer to a meal though to talk about it over though made him accept. After the meal, Verahl convinced him that it would be his best choice in action to come with him back to Omega, where he had the intention of starting up his own company where Sindri's skills would provide most valuable.
The following year with Verahl allowed Sindri to recover from his ordeal. After Verahl's purchase of the company's headquarters, Sindri moved into the small barracks set up there. Even though Verahl had hardly any knowledge of the use and training of biotic powers, he helped find and purchase new biotic amps and items that helped Sindri develop.
With the formation of Aegis, Sindri has been seeing more and more mission contracts since its start, and has proven himself a capable agent of the company.
Psychological Profile: A man(boy) of few words, suspicious to people he doesn't know, but fiercely loyal to the people who has been nice to him. His deepest fear is that people will think lower of him because of his age. He is emotionally disturbed, has little or no compassion and has problems with seeing other people's (and aliens) feelings. Has no problems with killing strangers. Isn't exactly evil, but can get "carried away" with the killing, and appear as merciless. He tends to get overconfident in battles and gets himself in trouble.
Notes: Carries no weapon(s), relies solely on biotic powers, which has served him well thus far.
Name: Elias Faulkner
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 23
Appearance: Neatly groomed short dirty blond hair, green eyes, stands 6 feet, looks like he'd fit better into a lab coat than combat armor.
Class: Sentinel
Powers: Overload, Neural Shock, Reave, Throw
Pre-Service Record: Elias grew up on the Citadel, the son of a diplomat. Living on the Citadel, he got the opportunity to see hundreds of ships. All his childhood hobbies suggested he'd pursue a career aboard starships, and so he did. Much to the chagrin of his parents, he enlisted with Alliance military as an engineer. He was also found to have biotic capabilities. He eventually left the Alliance in the hopes of joining expeditions to Prothean ruin sites to study their technology. Sadly, his time spent studying Prothean ruins up close was short lived. He found himself out of work, deep inside the Terminus systems. With little other way of paying the bills, he found himself on Omega, hoping one of the local merc groups could make use of his abilities.
Psychological Profile: Elias is inquisitive by nature. He studies recent developments in the galaxy and always jumps at the opportunity to learn about new technology. Though he'll rarely take offense to insults made towards him or humanity, Elias is often the first to jump the defense of one of his comrades, be it in conversation or in combat.
Notes: Carries an M-9 Tempest Sub-machinegun, M-3 Predator Pistol, wears N7 Recon Armor
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 23
Appearance: Neatly groomed short dirty blond hair, green eyes, stands 6 feet, looks like he'd fit better into a lab coat than combat armor.
Class: Sentinel
Powers: Overload, Neural Shock, Reave, Throw
Pre-Service Record: Elias grew up on the Citadel, the son of a diplomat. Living on the Citadel, he got the opportunity to see hundreds of ships. All his childhood hobbies suggested he'd pursue a career aboard starships, and so he did. Much to the chagrin of his parents, he enlisted with Alliance military as an engineer. He was also found to have biotic capabilities. He eventually left the Alliance in the hopes of joining expeditions to Prothean ruin sites to study their technology. Sadly, his time spent studying Prothean ruins up close was short lived. He found himself out of work, deep inside the Terminus systems. With little other way of paying the bills, he found himself on Omega, hoping one of the local merc groups could make use of his abilities.
Psychological Profile: Elias is inquisitive by nature. He studies recent developments in the galaxy and always jumps at the opportunity to learn about new technology. Though he'll rarely take offense to insults made towards him or humanity, Elias is often the first to jump the defense of one of his comrades, be it in conversation or in combat.
Notes: Carries an M-9 Tempest Sub-machinegun, M-3 Predator Pistol, wears N7 Recon Armor
Name: Elias Faulkner
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 23
Appearance: Neatly groomed short dirty blond hair, green eyes, stands 6 feet, looks like he'd fit better into a lab coat than combat armor.
Class: Sentinel
Powers: Overload, Neural Shock, Reave, Throw
Pre-Service Record: Elias grew up on the Citadel, the son of a diplomat. Living on the Citadel, he got the opportunity to see hundreds of ships. All his childhood hobbies suggested he'd pursue a career aboard starships, and so he did. Much to the chagrin of his parents, he enlisted with Alliance military as an engineer. He was also found to have biotic capabilities. He eventually left the Alliance in the hopes of joining expeditions to Prothean ruin sites to study their technology. Sadly, his time spent studying Prothean ruins up close was short lived. He found himself out of work, deep inside the Terminus systems. With little other way of paying the bills, he found himself on Omega, hoping one of the local merc groups could make use of his abilities.
Psychological Profile: Elias is inquisitive by nature. He studies recent developments in the galaxy and always jumps at the opportunity to learn about new technology. Though he'll rarely take offense to insults made towards him or humanity, Elias is often the first to jump the defense of one of his comrades, be it in conversation or in combat.
Notes: Carries an M-9 Tempest Sub-machinegun, M-3 Predator Pistol, wears N7 Recon Armor
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 23
Appearance: Neatly groomed short dirty blond hair, green eyes, stands 6 feet, looks like he'd fit better into a lab coat than combat armor.
Class: Sentinel
Powers: Overload, Neural Shock, Reave, Throw
Pre-Service Record: Elias grew up on the Citadel, the son of a diplomat. Living on the Citadel, he got the opportunity to see hundreds of ships. All his childhood hobbies suggested he'd pursue a career aboard starships, and so he did. Much to the chagrin of his parents, he enlisted with Alliance military as an engineer. He was also found to have biotic capabilities. He eventually left the Alliance in the hopes of joining expeditions to Prothean ruin sites to study their technology. Sadly, his time spent studying Prothean ruins up close was short lived. He found himself out of work, deep inside the Terminus systems. With little other way of paying the bills, he found himself on Omega, hoping one of the local merc groups could make use of his abilities.
Psychological Profile: Elias is inquisitive by nature. He studies recent developments in the galaxy and always jumps at the opportunity to learn about new technology. Though he'll rarely take offense to insults made towards him or humanity, Elias is often the first to jump the defense of one of his comrades, be it in conversation or in combat.
Notes: Carries an M-9 Tempest Sub-machinegun, M-3 Predator Pistol, wears N7 Recon Armor
Alright, perfect, will add on when I get back.Xandus117 said:
Likewise, but do you mind if we just add a year or two onto his age, I know he's supposed to be young, but 15 just seems too far.The Hairminator said:
I actually designed this character as 11 for the first RP, but they made me put him up to 15, which actually is a whole new era in a boy's life. If I push it further up he won't be a child, but more like a young adult.Chicago Ted said:
If you think it's necessary, however, I'll do it.
Alright, if you have your heart set on it, I won't force you. I just have a hard time really seeing a child be put into the scenario and have my doubts of mercenaries allowing one into their ranks.The Hairminator said:
Can I offer a bit of a compromise here so there is at least a better reason why the kid would be a part of Aegis? I have an idea for why he'd be with it if you let me write a part of his history in, but I don't want to add it on without your permission.
Alright, this is acceptable now. If I can just suggest one final alteration about the Spectre bit. What if the Spectre and him fought a long hard battle, leading to the destruction of the area they were fighting in. The Spectre died in the explosion, but Marcus managed to pull himself from the rubble, and find a doctor who, after hours of surgery and weeks of rest, made it so he was able to start his recovery and leave the planet they fought on. The Council assumed that both had died in the explosion, and stopped following Marcus. To ensure his protection, he changed his name, and fled to the Terminus System, far out of the eyes of the Council and C-Sec.axle 19 said:
Would you allow that final alteration to be added? It adds more story and explanation to it.
When I can get confirmations from Hair and Axle about if they want to add what I proposed to them, I can start this RP up in a little bit. Otherwise I'll start it up tomorrow if that's alright.
Alright, I'll add it onto the list tomorrow afternoon then. Right now though, it is time for me to get some sleep, night.axle 19 said:
[spoiler = OOC]
And here we go...
[/spoiler]
Verahl walked out of his office and into the lobby of Aegis Protection's Headquarters. It was a small, one story building, on a side street near a market. On top was a small, poorly maintained landing pad for bigger ships. They kept most of thier local transport in a small chained off lot in the back though. Despite, appearing small from the outside, the interior was fairly spacious. What wasn't shown on the exterior was the number of basements the building had. It had three levels of basements unseen from the outside. The first basement was dedicated to the members of the company. Most stayed here in the barracks. There were a total of four barracks rooms, each with a complete bathroom, and made to house four people. The barracks were built into the corners of a large open foyer, a commonplace for people to talk and relax. On the second level was the armoury and storage area. Here they kept most of their weapons, and items claimed from missions. It also had a small workshop for the maintanence of the company mechs which served as security for the headquarters. Finally, the third level was much smaller then the other two. This level contained most of the equipment and utilities that the building ran on.
Verahl had a small smile on his face as he thought about the success they'd been having over the past few months. The company started off rather small at first. Initially, it had been only himself, Sindri, Xandus, Veck, Moloa, Zachariah, and Elzara, a local Asari he had hired to be his secretary to help keep himself organized and prepared. Over the months, more people joined the group, and apart from the unfortunate death of Zachariah, everything was going great. Contracts had been piling on, and now the company had a choice over which ones to pursue, instead of taking anything they could take their hands on.
He realized he had started daydreaming thouhgh, and quickly snapped out of it as he approached Elzara's desk. She looked up from a paper she had been writing on, and he told her he needed to use the intercom.
"You really need to have this placed in your office Ver, that way you wouldn't need to come over here everytime."
"I already have plenty of other reasons to come over here Zar," Ver said charmingly.
He picked the intercom up off her desk, and spoke into it. Throughout the base, speakers came to life with his voice.
"New contract everyone. You've been hired to provide security to a warehouse on the lower levels. The employer has been having some problems with vandals, and thieves recently broke into the warehouse, making off with a number of items. He suspects that they're going to be striking again tonight, and has hired us to make sure that they never try it again. The cut will be fifteen hundred credits each. You'll be leaving in 2 hours. Prepare, and if anyone has any concerns or questions, come to the office."
Verahl smiled at Elzara as he put the intercom back down, and went back inside of his office. Tonight would be another easy job, and another large amount of credits. He could really get used to this life.
And here we go...
[/spoiler]
Verahl walked out of his office and into the lobby of Aegis Protection's Headquarters. It was a small, one story building, on a side street near a market. On top was a small, poorly maintained landing pad for bigger ships. They kept most of thier local transport in a small chained off lot in the back though. Despite, appearing small from the outside, the interior was fairly spacious. What wasn't shown on the exterior was the number of basements the building had. It had three levels of basements unseen from the outside. The first basement was dedicated to the members of the company. Most stayed here in the barracks. There were a total of four barracks rooms, each with a complete bathroom, and made to house four people. The barracks were built into the corners of a large open foyer, a commonplace for people to talk and relax. On the second level was the armoury and storage area. Here they kept most of their weapons, and items claimed from missions. It also had a small workshop for the maintanence of the company mechs which served as security for the headquarters. Finally, the third level was much smaller then the other two. This level contained most of the equipment and utilities that the building ran on.
Verahl had a small smile on his face as he thought about the success they'd been having over the past few months. The company started off rather small at first. Initially, it had been only himself, Sindri, Xandus, Veck, Moloa, Zachariah, and Elzara, a local Asari he had hired to be his secretary to help keep himself organized and prepared. Over the months, more people joined the group, and apart from the unfortunate death of Zachariah, everything was going great. Contracts had been piling on, and now the company had a choice over which ones to pursue, instead of taking anything they could take their hands on.
He realized he had started daydreaming thouhgh, and quickly snapped out of it as he approached Elzara's desk. She looked up from a paper she had been writing on, and he told her he needed to use the intercom.
"You really need to have this placed in your office Ver, that way you wouldn't need to come over here everytime."
"I already have plenty of other reasons to come over here Zar," Ver said charmingly.
He picked the intercom up off her desk, and spoke into it. Throughout the base, speakers came to life with his voice.
"New contract everyone. You've been hired to provide security to a warehouse on the lower levels. The employer has been having some problems with vandals, and thieves recently broke into the warehouse, making off with a number of items. He suspects that they're going to be striking again tonight, and has hired us to make sure that they never try it again. The cut will be fifteen hundred credits each. You'll be leaving in 2 hours. Prepare, and if anyone has any concerns or questions, come to the office."
Verahl smiled at Elzara as he put the intercom back down, and went back inside of his office. Tonight would be another easy job, and another large amount of credits. He could really get used to this life.