Post by Lis'te'ak on Sept 11, 2010 20:47:19 GMT -8
Name: Lis'te'ak
Age: 30
Race: Fin'oh'ka
Gender: Male
Rank//Position//Job: Designs new, high-tech weapons and sells them on both the black and legal markets, generally to whichever pays more for them. Also overhauls ships weapon/navigation/life support systems for a fee and a ride to wherever he might be able to make a sale.
Appearance: Light red coloring, not quite pink. Semi-transparent skin/flesh, delicate body. Long, skinny limbs/hands/feet. Both hands and feet have long digits in relation to a human's. He only has three tentacles on his face, two are positioned under where his nose slits are, resembling an eight inch moustache, and the third is where his chin would be resembling an eight inch beard. He stands 4 feet tall without his suit, and 4'3" in his suit. His suit, which he is in almost constantly, is a steel gray color and forms to his body except for some added height in the foot region due to magnets he can turn on or off to alllow for space walks. It is made of advanced polycarbonites and provides terrific protection from the elements and from deep space, there is a helmet he wears when going into space. The enhancers imbued into the micro-skeleton of the fabric allows for him to easily lift and manuever objects up to 250 pounds. He designed it himself so he is very proud of it.
Personality: Lis tends to keep to himself unless he needs something or is trying to sell one of his designs. During transactions or other social situations he can be snarky and ill-tempered. He hates stupid people and will let them know the second they reveal this to him. He only seems to be happy when he is tinkering with a new design or some new technology. He takes great pride in his work so if anyone says anything negative about it he will most likely try to hurt whoever it was. He gets a nervous twitch sometimes when he is working on a design that isn't turning out how he thought it would.
History: Being one of the few red Fin'oh'ka, Lis'te'ak was singled out at an early age. After his tentacles grew in he was even more noticed due to how few developed. Despite how few tentacles he had, Lis'te'ak was uncommonly bright, even for a Fin'oh'ka. He was always the top of his classes and helped teach some of them after awhile. Despite this, the other children he group up with still teased him about his tentacles. He began to resent his race and upbringing due to the severity of their remarks. He didn't realize that they were merely jealous of his brilliance. After he was old enough to get a job, he began to work with off-planet relations and eventually found himself in space. He was given the best materials to work with and developed many revolutionary electronics for the Military to trade. Unfortunately, he rarely got credit for his work and was never at the unveilings to the governments. He became fed up with this situation and stole a spaceship and left his home planet for good. If they
wouldn't appreciate his genius, then they would just have to deal without it. He now makes a living drifting with anyone who will give him a lift to the nearest hospitable planet by offering his electronic and mechanical prowess in exchange. Sometimes he will set up small shops on planets and deal in weapons with legit and non-legit people.
Age: 30
Race: Fin'oh'ka
Gender: Male
Rank//Position//Job: Designs new, high-tech weapons and sells them on both the black and legal markets, generally to whichever pays more for them. Also overhauls ships weapon/navigation/life support systems for a fee and a ride to wherever he might be able to make a sale.
Appearance: Light red coloring, not quite pink. Semi-transparent skin/flesh, delicate body. Long, skinny limbs/hands/feet. Both hands and feet have long digits in relation to a human's. He only has three tentacles on his face, two are positioned under where his nose slits are, resembling an eight inch moustache, and the third is where his chin would be resembling an eight inch beard. He stands 4 feet tall without his suit, and 4'3" in his suit. His suit, which he is in almost constantly, is a steel gray color and forms to his body except for some added height in the foot region due to magnets he can turn on or off to alllow for space walks. It is made of advanced polycarbonites and provides terrific protection from the elements and from deep space, there is a helmet he wears when going into space. The enhancers imbued into the micro-skeleton of the fabric allows for him to easily lift and manuever objects up to 250 pounds. He designed it himself so he is very proud of it.
Personality: Lis tends to keep to himself unless he needs something or is trying to sell one of his designs. During transactions or other social situations he can be snarky and ill-tempered. He hates stupid people and will let them know the second they reveal this to him. He only seems to be happy when he is tinkering with a new design or some new technology. He takes great pride in his work so if anyone says anything negative about it he will most likely try to hurt whoever it was. He gets a nervous twitch sometimes when he is working on a design that isn't turning out how he thought it would.
History: Being one of the few red Fin'oh'ka, Lis'te'ak was singled out at an early age. After his tentacles grew in he was even more noticed due to how few developed. Despite how few tentacles he had, Lis'te'ak was uncommonly bright, even for a Fin'oh'ka. He was always the top of his classes and helped teach some of them after awhile. Despite this, the other children he group up with still teased him about his tentacles. He began to resent his race and upbringing due to the severity of their remarks. He didn't realize that they were merely jealous of his brilliance. After he was old enough to get a job, he began to work with off-planet relations and eventually found himself in space. He was given the best materials to work with and developed many revolutionary electronics for the Military to trade. Unfortunately, he rarely got credit for his work and was never at the unveilings to the governments. He became fed up with this situation and stole a spaceship and left his home planet for good. If they
wouldn't appreciate his genius, then they would just have to deal without it. He now makes a living drifting with anyone who will give him a lift to the nearest hospitable planet by offering his electronic and mechanical prowess in exchange. Sometimes he will set up small shops on planets and deal in weapons with legit and non-legit people.