Post by shalimar on Aug 11, 2009 23:51:56 GMT -5
OOC Name: Nikky
Years RP'ing: About 3 years.
Where did you find us?: searching the internet
Yo mama jokes: [admin edit]
Character name:
Shalimar Fox
Character Age:
24
Character Gender:
Female
Race:
El-Aurian, Klingon, Orion, Reman, human.
Rank (if applicable)
Ensign (Ens.)
Ship:
USS Lewis
Division:
Engineering
Brief Description:
Shalimar is the fighter internally and externally you always want on your side. Standing at five foot six inches she’s skilled in all that does. Raised working on cars it wasn’t long until she caught onto building ships as well as their parts. She’s been employed with shipping companies, deliveries and transportation ships.
As soon as she hit thirteen she was hired on at a company her Uncle had worked for. The man loved her Uncle and had a liking for the young girl. Seeing the potential as well as her diverse knowledge she was a hard worker, eager to learn, and enjoyed it all. Her knowledge of many ships systems lets her integrate and adapt to situations quickly. She’s been around a bit and has a natural knack for learning of other races with respect and humility.
She’s a bit closed off until she knows you and you have earned her trust and respect. She doesn’t know all of what her heritage is and really doesn’t care about the classification. She is who she is.
She’s a fighter with the honor to never give up and fight for her friends and family. You can blame that on the Klingon if you want.
She knows she has a good body and doesn’t mind moving to the beat, so you can hand it off to the Orion if you need to.
With a calm and skilled mind she has a great deal of patience and listens to every word you choose to use, so give the El-Aurian’s a thank you card if you need.
And the Reman, well she does prefer the night and has great night vision with no telepathic abilities to be known, so go ahead and give them a call.
As for human, well it got a little hidden under everything else, but perhaps since she looks like one. Perhaps because she’s a curious creature. Or just maybe, because she’s herself.
This young engineer has much experience under her belt. With a bit of a temper and a hard work ethic she tries to make up for her shortcomings. She’s a pure handful and many doubted she would make it through Star Fleet, so much for judgement. She’s among the best and can become even more. The real question is if you or her will be around to see it. She’s a bit of a loose cannonball but is not a stranger to biting her tongue.
Sample post (may be recycled):
The young Ensign walked down the halls. Her face looking war scarred and her eyes said she’s a bit pissed off. Not making a sound as she walked her boots were shined and ready to be worked in. But engineering is no place to keep them neat and tidy like the Admirals wanted. Another check on the list for defiance.
Entering the turbo lift she headed to her post. The long hums and streams of light played on the walls. Tilting her head as it seemed to take much longer than usual she was given an answer when it stopped a few decks shy of her destination and two males entered the lift. Deciding their destination the young woman only stared forward, what’s there to say? As the lift moved down the long tube she’s been in too many times on too many ships she licked her dry lips. Feeling a pair of eyes on her she kept her mouth shut and exhaled. Finally the door opened and she left the men to their own business yet again.
Entering her territory the familiar scent always seemed to be the same but it held it’s own unique sweetness. But one thing she did miss was the look. When working for shipping companies or even just making the parts people wore their own clothes. Each species mixing and matching from countless cultures. And here it was all the same all over again. The scene was boring and she took her post and began her work. Already finding the problem she rolled her eyes as her head hung back. Letting her data pad slide off the counsel she headed for the jeffrey’s tube. Yep, today she would need two showers.
Years RP'ing: About 3 years.
Where did you find us?: searching the internet
Yo mama jokes: [admin edit]
Character name:
Shalimar Fox
Character Age:
24
Character Gender:
Female
Race:
El-Aurian, Klingon, Orion, Reman, human.
Rank (if applicable)
Ensign (Ens.)
Ship:
USS Lewis
Division:
Engineering
Brief Description:
Shalimar is the fighter internally and externally you always want on your side. Standing at five foot six inches she’s skilled in all that does. Raised working on cars it wasn’t long until she caught onto building ships as well as their parts. She’s been employed with shipping companies, deliveries and transportation ships.
As soon as she hit thirteen she was hired on at a company her Uncle had worked for. The man loved her Uncle and had a liking for the young girl. Seeing the potential as well as her diverse knowledge she was a hard worker, eager to learn, and enjoyed it all. Her knowledge of many ships systems lets her integrate and adapt to situations quickly. She’s been around a bit and has a natural knack for learning of other races with respect and humility.
She’s a bit closed off until she knows you and you have earned her trust and respect. She doesn’t know all of what her heritage is and really doesn’t care about the classification. She is who she is.
She’s a fighter with the honor to never give up and fight for her friends and family. You can blame that on the Klingon if you want.
She knows she has a good body and doesn’t mind moving to the beat, so you can hand it off to the Orion if you need to.
With a calm and skilled mind she has a great deal of patience and listens to every word you choose to use, so give the El-Aurian’s a thank you card if you need.
And the Reman, well she does prefer the night and has great night vision with no telepathic abilities to be known, so go ahead and give them a call.
As for human, well it got a little hidden under everything else, but perhaps since she looks like one. Perhaps because she’s a curious creature. Or just maybe, because she’s herself.
This young engineer has much experience under her belt. With a bit of a temper and a hard work ethic she tries to make up for her shortcomings. She’s a pure handful and many doubted she would make it through Star Fleet, so much for judgement. She’s among the best and can become even more. The real question is if you or her will be around to see it. She’s a bit of a loose cannonball but is not a stranger to biting her tongue.
Sample post (may be recycled):
The young Ensign walked down the halls. Her face looking war scarred and her eyes said she’s a bit pissed off. Not making a sound as she walked her boots were shined and ready to be worked in. But engineering is no place to keep them neat and tidy like the Admirals wanted. Another check on the list for defiance.
Entering the turbo lift she headed to her post. The long hums and streams of light played on the walls. Tilting her head as it seemed to take much longer than usual she was given an answer when it stopped a few decks shy of her destination and two males entered the lift. Deciding their destination the young woman only stared forward, what’s there to say? As the lift moved down the long tube she’s been in too many times on too many ships she licked her dry lips. Feeling a pair of eyes on her she kept her mouth shut and exhaled. Finally the door opened and she left the men to their own business yet again.
Entering her territory the familiar scent always seemed to be the same but it held it’s own unique sweetness. But one thing she did miss was the look. When working for shipping companies or even just making the parts people wore their own clothes. Each species mixing and matching from countless cultures. And here it was all the same all over again. The scene was boring and she took her post and began her work. Already finding the problem she rolled her eyes as her head hung back. Letting her data pad slide off the counsel she headed for the jeffrey’s tube. Yep, today she would need two showers.
