Player Profiles.

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  • I know there was allready a thread, but it got deleted. But i miss it and want to revive it. Try to make it in 2 parts: Personal Details & Story. Let`s imagine it`s the year 3344.



    Pilot Name: BG_LaserJet
    Pilot Nr.: 627-813-38-Kappa
    Real Name: Marcis Ozols
    Father`s Name: Andrejs Ozols
    Mother`s name: Mara Ozola
    Birth Date: 27.05.1989
    Occupation: Fighter Pilot, Vice-Wingleader.
    Nationality: Latvian
    Studies: Latvian Air Force Academy (2010-2016), ''Advanced Nuclear Technologies for Military Use'' University (2058-2072), Deep Space Engineering Unversity (2246-2256), Moscow Military Academy (during the Sol wars), West Point Military Academy (10 years before the Nomad Wars), BG Military Academy (from 3342 and continuing)


    Story:


    I know, i know: The data about me sounds unbelievable, but i`m really 1354 years old. I`ve seen everything in the history of Sirius and Sol. I was born in a small town called Saldus. I had a normal life: i had friends, a family... everything what a man could wish. My greates dream was to join the Air Force and fly those ''Jets''. When i turned 20 i joined the Latvian Air Force Academy and started my studies there. I was the best of the academy, and i could fly a Jet after 3 years. They gave me the nickname: LaserJet, `coz i could finish off 6 enemy Jets alone. I was fast as lightning, and pushed all my mashines to the limits. My reflexes were incredible. But still: i didn`t know that i was more special that everyone else. After i finished the air force, i couldn`t believe myself: I was 26 but i still looked like i was 18. I didn`t pay much antention to that, but when i turned 35, i got scared. I still looked like an 18 year old guy. I went to the best specialists of that time and wanted to know what`s wrong with me. They found in my DNA traces of an unknown DNA and just as me, they suspected that those DNA traces are the reason of my youth. I don`t know why, but i started to search for some answers in my past.


    Decades passed by and i still didn`t know anything. I was allready 243 years old. People were allready travelling to other planets of our Solar system and i was a simple trader. One day i was depressed, coz of that i have seen all my friends die, and the other i was happy coz i could whitness everything. But that all changed when the Sol wars started. First i was pulled to the side of the Coalition, i fought for them, and killed thousands of ppl. I was the pilot of a Kamov torp bomber but once i heard what they did want to do with me, i deserted. They wanted to kill me, coz i was too dangerous for them. I disobeyed orders from time to time, but the result of that was another win for the Coalition. They realised that soon i would`ve not listen to their orders totally. Sometimes i even think that the Coalition won the war `coz of me. Anyway: as i realised that they want to kill me, deserted from the Coalition and turned into a Civilist. But at the end: They found me. They told me that they will forgive me for my desertion, if i do a last mission for them: Destroy an Alliance outpost on earth. But what i didn`t know: They still wanted to kill me and make it look that i died in battle. I destroyed the outpost, but in a kamikaze attack. Short before i hit the outpost with a bomber: *Blackout*


    I woke up in an Alliance infirmary. There were 2 doctors talking with the commander of this medical deck. He saw that i`m awake and started to talk with me Russian. As soon as i heard the 1st Russian word from his mouth, i jumped up from my bed, grabbed the commander at his neck and told him: ''Never talk with me Russian again''. I suddenly felt stinging pain in my back. I fell down to the floor, and said to me: ''This is it. This is where i die''. The commander heard that and told me: ''No, you won`t die.'' ''If you survived that kamikaze attack on our outpost, then these tiny laser hits won`t kill you.'' I passed out. I woke up 2 hours later. My injuries were completely healed - like they never would`ve been there. I stood up, and went out of the infirmary. There were no guards. I went down a corridor and saw a door with ''Commanding Officer'' written on it. I went in and met the lead officer, after 3 hours talking, he made me clear, that i`m officially dead for the Coalition and the Alliance could use a man like me. I realised, that i have no other chance than to join the Alliance. Great: pulled from one side to another... But i just wanted a simple life without any fights and wars. Again i fought for something: but this time i did it with pleasure. I realised that the Alliance were the real freedom fighters. Again years passed, i did win fights and i lost fights. Who knows: maybe i have fought together with some of the old ''Ministers of Death''... Who knows?


    The day of the Escape was there: I had a place reserved in the ''Hispania''. I boarded the sleepership and... Well, you know the story of the Great Escape and the history of Sirius. Until 10 years before the nomad wars i was a Corsair pirate. Then i made a new identity and joined the West Point Military Academy. And again my appearance made the examiners of the academy doubt that i`m old enough for the academy. I didn`t tell anyone that i`m immortal. Noone would`ve believed that anyway. I fought in the nomad wars too. Everytime ppl though that i`m dead, i returned back home like i would`ve never been away. 300 years after the destruction of X-3043 main planet Altair was found. I went to explore it. Once went into a nebula to inspect some incredible energy readings, me and and my ship were tractored in by a Huge organic ship. First i thought that it`s a new kind of Nomad Battleship, but then i had a feeling, that i`m in my own body. Strange beings opened my ship and shot me with some kind of gun. I didn`t fall down of pass out, i felt a light cold on my ears and then the beings started to talk in their language. I was really scared because: i did understand them. They talked with me, and asked many questions: but 1 question was asked the most: ''Are you an He`Ot?'' I told them that i`m a human, and nothing else, then the tokk me, and threw me in something like a scanner chamber. After they let me out, i started to ask questions. This is what they told me:


    ''We are the Dom`Kavash, we are a race that ruled over this galaxy long before humanity appeared.'' ''As soon as you appeared, we observed you.'' ''Our higher rulers told us that if in 2000 years humanity will not advance at least halfway as we are, we have to abandon humanity, and prevent any alien contact with it.'' ''And we were allowed to help the humans to advance.'' ''There were 2 types of us: the Dom`Kavash. There were the Wi`tse`Alu and the He`Oer.'' ''The Wi`tse`Alu have the ability to transform into spacecraft, but the He`Oer had the ability to turn into human, so the studying and observing was for us an easy task.'' ''But then the He`Oer started to cross with the humans, and we had to kill them all.'' ''Looks like we didn`t really kill all of them because you are the proof.'' ''Your mother was a He`Oer.'' ''That`s why you have a lifespan and the regeneration ability of the Dom`Kavash.'' Off course i asked them how they do know all that, and how long my lifespan really is and they told me that the device i was in delivered all the info about me. And to the question about my lifespan they answered: 5000 years. But then they told me about their present intentions. They want to erase all humanity, because we came into their sacred space and with the activation of the hypergate system we locked them away. I was afraid they would kill me right now, but they let me back into my ship and told me to go, but not to tell anything about what i saw or heard. And on the other hand: Who would`ve believed me anyway?


    I was allready a BG pilot then and didn`t tell anything to anyone. One year later after the i met the Dom`Kavash the first time, they started to attack Sirius. Still - i won`t do anything to fight them. I know all answers i wanted to know and don`t feel a need to fight against the Dom`Kavash actively. I still have 3646 years to live: Enough time to develop a way to destroy the Dom`Kavash in one strike...

    Assumption is the mother of all fuckups.


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  • "Free at last! To pilot my own ship again, and explore the mysteries of the local sector on my own schedule! After that interminable, suffocating confinement that was my deliverance from yet another ravaged world, I feel as though it will take years to stretch enough to relive the damned cramping induced by our makeshift sleeper cells..."


    Andrus Vladislav reflected yet again on the stark contrast between his furtive escape voyage from the Alpha Centauri system and his now-unbridled freedom as a freelancer in the Sirius system. The pains in his back and hips weren't as piercing now, after three weeks in medical and a month in rehab. He was never so relieved as to discover that their gamble had, in fact paid off, and they had found a system thrumming with civilization. They had not dared to hope for so much, having decided on Sirius solely on the logical premise that if the sensors were damaged, they could still navigate by dead reckoning toward the sky's brightest star. "If only more of us had survived..." he whispered to himself.


    The journey wouldn't have been such a trial, if they had time to build redundant backup systems for the ship, but as it was, they had only escaped Plesetsk City moments before the Progenitors' initial salvo of quantum charges detonated on the habitation dome. Even the loss of cryo coolant would not have been so serious, if only the FTL drive had not also been damaged in the dark matter storm which engulfed the ship only a few light-hours from Sirius. The last seventeen weeks of the trip were... Andrus shuddered involuntarily as the memory of the trip's ending flashed briefly across his mind.


    At that very moment, the guidance computer thankfully snapped him back from the abyss: "Objective reached." With renewed vigor Andrus sank back into the pilot's seat and began the docking sequence. "Here, at least," he thought to himself, "I won't be constantly looking over my shoulder for hostile aliens..." Docking yet again at Manhattan, Andrus began to devise a plan for securing his economic future, whereby the mistakes of the past would not be repeated, because he would have the resources he needed to build a new world!


    Now I can begin anew! To put the past further behind me, I shall no longer be known as Andrus Vladislav; but Centaurian. Though I endured hardship in the Centauri system and beyond, I am stronger for it. My Alpha Centauri experience shall now be reversed, and I shall prosper as the Centaurian, Alpha.


    (more to come 8) )

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    Character names: Centaurian_Alpha & CA derivatives
    Founder: Independent Operators' Consortium (established 2006)

  • But where did the personal details go? Name, birth date and so onn... Take an example on my profile.

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  • UPDATE:


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    Pilot Name: RogueJet
    Pilot Nr. : 6523-982-23-Hyaku
    Real Name: Marcis Ozols
    Father`s Name: Andrejs Ozols
    Known Mother`s name: Mara Ozola
    Real Mother`s name: Unknown. Appeared to be a sub race of the Dom`Kavash
    Birth Date: 27.05.1989
    Occupation: Unknown
    Nationality: Latvian
    Studies: Latvian Air Force Academy (2010-2016), ''Advanced Nuclear Technologies for Military Use'' University (2058-2072), Deep Space Engineering Unversity (2246-2256), Moscow Military Academy (during the Sol wars), West Point Military Academy (10 years before the Nomad Wars), BG Military Academy (from 3342 until Menton Reseach Station incident in 3346)


    Nothing new is known about this pilot... in fact - nothing`s known at all. What the news has brought to you is all that can be told about him. He`s ill, he`s half Dom`Kavash & he`s mad. But for now he`s missing. Some might think of that as a relief, but there is no hard evidence that he`s deceased, or cured. Most likely he`s just lying in wait for the right moment to appear. What we can expect then - only the Lord himself knows. This is the calm before the storm.

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  • Pilot name: Jack-Bauer
    Pilot number: 3629-748-42 Alpha
    Real name: Viktor
    Father's name: CLASSIFIED
    Mother's name: CLASSIFIED
    Birth date: 13.06.3327
    Nationality: Bulgarian
    Studies: CLASSIFIED


    Known information: Likes junkfood, Soda *Carbonated water/waser mit gas ^^*, favourite junkfood: Pizza. Strengths: adaptive mind in fighting, jelly fingers, incomprehensability of complex stuff, simple logic, CLASSIFIED
    Weaknesses: HIGHLY CLASSIFIED
    Favourite place to hang out: X-3043, New Berlin.
    Loves: Godsmack, movies, animations *Kalisie that doesn't mean Hentai!!! :D*, and the girl of his dreams.
    Hates: way too numerous stuff like liars, retarded jerks, healthy food and so on.
    Biggest rival: VERY HIGHLY CLASSIFIED


    Considers most flyable sentient objects hostile, if you meet Jack-Bauer, try to retreat. He is known for his persistance... *Independent reports* THAT GUY IS LIKE A COCKROACH, YOU JUST CAN'T KILL HIM!
    *Speculation*: Possible high ranking Dom'Kavash agent, not cofirmed, not denied. Very possible.


    [Size=3]WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION IF YOU SEE HIM![/Size]


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