The Captain
Dragon, Male, mid 20's
Job: Captain of the Synodic, back-up pilot
Physical Description:
Real dark gray skin tone, with bright green "sensitive areas" (neck, torso, inner thighs, under arms, along the spine and under tail). two white horns sticking out the back of his head, with gold rings at the base from his early pirate days, also has 3 green stripes on the back of his neck, and patches on his arms. his eyes are completely red, and 6 mini horns along his jawline, 3 on each side! also muscular-ish, not buff or anything but not a noodle either. About 6' exactly
Behavioral Traits:
Extremely sarcastic, Hothead, Loose Cannon, Egotistical(but in an endearing kind of way :D) dual wields some pistols as weapon of choice
Personality Traits:
Natural leader, Deep love for his crew, unwaveringly motivated and incredibly loyal. Will never leave anyone behind, and ready to sacrifice himself to save a crew member,… they're his family. He is pretty cocky when he does something right, but is also a "this is total bullshit" kind of guy when anything goes wrong
Mannerisms:
Tendency to stick tongue out when super focused (like while flying)
History:
Cirrus was born on the planet of Varca, it’s tidally locked making one half of the planet a scorching desert and always day, while the other a frozen wasteland and always night. The planet the way it is, can only support life on a 10 mile wide "ring" bordering the hot & cold sides.
Cirrus was born into slave family, his mother and father were property of the Radiant Nova corporation, and were forced to mine deep into the planet for its precious metals. Wanting a better life for their son, they made the difficult decision to give him away to a noble family, looking for 'indentured servants'
The Redshifts were a wealthy Wasp family, and board members for Radiant Nova. They were the only ones in their class to disdain the idea of slavery, and actively campaigned against it and setting the dragons free, much to the dismay of the other board members. Despite Cirrus being essentially a slave, the Redshifts treated him as their own son. Sending Cirrus to receive an education, (although to a lower-class school, as the main academy wouldn't allow slaves) He also participated in every family gathering/activity, and grew incredibly close with his insectoid parents, and brother.
Their first born was North, Cirrus's older brother, and first/best friend he had growing up. They did everything together, including lots of mischief that got them into some real trouble with the local law enforcement,.. Although they had to go to different schools, they spent as much time as they could doing things together when out of it.
When Cirrus was about 14, he'd first enrolled into the only place willing to give him a pilots license, a military outpost and recruitment center for the Galaxial armada. Progressing quickly, he soon earned his rookie wings, and due to an error when prompted to enter his name in a box that said
"Click here to enter name…"
the system malfunctioned, and his name was officially listed as "Click" for several days. Contacting tech support, he could of course change his name in the system to the real one, but it was too late. He was now known to everyone, as Click. At least he now also had his callsign!
About a year later, while out on a routine training mission, Click was caught in an unexpected blizzard, one of the roughest ones in recorded history. Student craft aren't exactly built to withstand such extreme conditions, (especially not when they're that old and beat up) leaving him stranded on the frozen half of Varca.
A death sentence for most, being lost in a half-planet wide snow storm, Cirrus thought it was over, but miraculously had hit a stroke of luck. Fire breathing in a young dragon develops alongside the other signs of maturity during puberty, and can be very erratic, and unusually powerful at the beginning. Kicking in at around the same time he became isolated in the cold, Cirrus was able to keep from freezing to death by breathing fire around him every once in a while.
Out in the wilderness for a couple days, even without freezing to death, and being able to melt snow for water, extreme hunger was beginning to set in, he needed to find something to eat, but the chances of finding anything edible out here were slim, but he had hope. Encountering a cave, and deciding to head inside, Click was about to make one of the most important discoveries in his life,.. A few century old, abandoned Mach Freighter, 188 version 3.
Though in ruin, and completely drained of power, the ancient ship still had all that was needed. Perfectly preserved rations, and a flare gun. Signaling into the sky where he was, click lived for a couple days in the abandoned ship, exploring every corner and discovering the history of its previous crew, and what happened to them. Reading in logs about the personalities that once lived here, the fighting and the relationships, all the on-board politics,.. And something about a destination,. A place they were heading. The ultimate goal. Cirrus searched for any clue as to where this location was, what was there, and why they were going. Only place he could think of where it was would be in the 'maps and navigation' room, which was in-accessible, it would take at least 2 people to pry open the door.
Soon after, a rescue team sent by his parents had arrived, they took him back home and patched up the wounds he had suffered. His wasp mother cried and hugged him for what felt like weeks! She insisted that from then on, he always carry a satellite based communicator. He was safe, but still incredibly intrigued with that freighter out in the wild,..
Job: Captain of the Synodic, back-up pilot
Physical Description:
Real dark gray skin tone, with bright green "sensitive areas" (neck, torso, inner thighs, under arms, along the spine and under tail). two white horns sticking out the back of his head, with gold rings at the base from his early pirate days, also has 3 green stripes on the back of his neck, and patches on his arms. his eyes are completely red, and 6 mini horns along his jawline, 3 on each side! also muscular-ish, not buff or anything but not a noodle either. About 6' exactly
Behavioral Traits:
Extremely sarcastic, Hothead, Loose Cannon, Egotistical(but in an endearing kind of way :D) dual wields some pistols as weapon of choice
Personality Traits:
Natural leader, Deep love for his crew, unwaveringly motivated and incredibly loyal. Will never leave anyone behind, and ready to sacrifice himself to save a crew member,… they're his family. He is pretty cocky when he does something right, but is also a "this is total bullshit" kind of guy when anything goes wrong
Mannerisms:
Tendency to stick tongue out when super focused (like while flying)
History:
Cirrus was born on the planet of Varca, it’s tidally locked making one half of the planet a scorching desert and always day, while the other a frozen wasteland and always night. The planet the way it is, can only support life on a 10 mile wide "ring" bordering the hot & cold sides.
Cirrus was born into slave family, his mother and father were property of the Radiant Nova corporation, and were forced to mine deep into the planet for its precious metals. Wanting a better life for their son, they made the difficult decision to give him away to a noble family, looking for 'indentured servants'
The Redshifts were a wealthy Wasp family, and board members for Radiant Nova. They were the only ones in their class to disdain the idea of slavery, and actively campaigned against it and setting the dragons free, much to the dismay of the other board members. Despite Cirrus being essentially a slave, the Redshifts treated him as their own son. Sending Cirrus to receive an education, (although to a lower-class school, as the main academy wouldn't allow slaves) He also participated in every family gathering/activity, and grew incredibly close with his insectoid parents, and brother.
Their first born was North, Cirrus's older brother, and first/best friend he had growing up. They did everything together, including lots of mischief that got them into some real trouble with the local law enforcement,.. Although they had to go to different schools, they spent as much time as they could doing things together when out of it.
When Cirrus was about 14, he'd first enrolled into the only place willing to give him a pilots license, a military outpost and recruitment center for the Galaxial armada. Progressing quickly, he soon earned his rookie wings, and due to an error when prompted to enter his name in a box that said
"Click here to enter name…"
the system malfunctioned, and his name was officially listed as "Click" for several days. Contacting tech support, he could of course change his name in the system to the real one, but it was too late. He was now known to everyone, as Click. At least he now also had his callsign!
About a year later, while out on a routine training mission, Click was caught in an unexpected blizzard, one of the roughest ones in recorded history. Student craft aren't exactly built to withstand such extreme conditions, (especially not when they're that old and beat up) leaving him stranded on the frozen half of Varca.
A death sentence for most, being lost in a half-planet wide snow storm, Cirrus thought it was over, but miraculously had hit a stroke of luck. Fire breathing in a young dragon develops alongside the other signs of maturity during puberty, and can be very erratic, and unusually powerful at the beginning. Kicking in at around the same time he became isolated in the cold, Cirrus was able to keep from freezing to death by breathing fire around him every once in a while.
Out in the wilderness for a couple days, even without freezing to death, and being able to melt snow for water, extreme hunger was beginning to set in, he needed to find something to eat, but the chances of finding anything edible out here were slim, but he had hope. Encountering a cave, and deciding to head inside, Click was about to make one of the most important discoveries in his life,.. A few century old, abandoned Mach Freighter, 188 version 3.
Though in ruin, and completely drained of power, the ancient ship still had all that was needed. Perfectly preserved rations, and a flare gun. Signaling into the sky where he was, click lived for a couple days in the abandoned ship, exploring every corner and discovering the history of its previous crew, and what happened to them. Reading in logs about the personalities that once lived here, the fighting and the relationships, all the on-board politics,.. And something about a destination,. A place they were heading. The ultimate goal. Cirrus searched for any clue as to where this location was, what was there, and why they were going. Only place he could think of where it was would be in the 'maps and navigation' room, which was in-accessible, it would take at least 2 people to pry open the door.
Soon after, a rescue team sent by his parents had arrived, they took him back home and patched up the wounds he had suffered. His wasp mother cried and hugged him for what felt like weeks! She insisted that from then on, he always carry a satellite based communicator. He was safe, but still incredibly intrigued with that freighter out in the wild,..