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Captin has a minion!

CHOMP the Pumpkin Parasite




Captin
Legacy Name: Captin


The Galactic Endeavor
Owner: Whitefoxfire

Age: 17 years, 1 month, 2 weeks

Born: February 11th, 2007

Adopted: 14 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: December 13th, 2009

Nominate Pet for Spotlight

Statistics


  • Level: 51
     
  • Strength: 128
     
  • Defense: 96
     
  • Speed: 95
     
  • Health: 95
     
  • HP: 95/95
     
  • Intelligence: 34
     
  • Books Read: 33
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Weapons Tester







Captin


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"1st Commander"





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Real Name: Dorimer Rictor
Nickname: Captin, Sir, Rick

Age: 46
Birth Date: March 25, 4211
Eastern Sign: Sheep
Western Sign: Taurus
Species: Cyborg
Orientation: Straight

Appearance: Coming Soon
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 294 lbs
Hair Color: Silver/Grey
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Skin Color: Soft Tan
Markings: Military Tattoo; Various Tattoos
Mutations: Cybernetic Arm, Leg and Left Hand


Wardrobe
Consists of dark colors; grays, blacks and greens. Generally military styled or uniformed. Bullet-proof in places where cyborgenic parts are not. Made a little heavier than normal uniforms, restricts some movement. Heavy boots, meant for a more defensive/guns man position. Well equipped for battle if needed.

Occupation: Commanding Master General of the Elite Army
Weapon of Choice: Fighter Space Ship


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-Personality-

A bit brazen, Captin can come off as a real hard arse. Not too kind to the disrespectful, he is you typical drill Sargent when it comes to whipping people into shape. He doesn't like having any part of his team 'weak' or unable to pull their own weight. If you can't live up to his standards, you are severely shot down and degraded, often kicked off the force or sent to a different department. However, this is only his precautions to keeping the team safe and well balanced. Although he may feel some remorse for those he shoots down, he knows it's for their own good, many having not heard it enough and having become prideful in their skills.

Outside of the force, Captin is a generally 'nice' guy. Though, very temperamental, it is very easy to set him off and end up being ordered to 'drop and give him 20'. Having that authoritative air about him, he can be intimidating to anyone who feels threatened by his rank and skill. He doesn't really care for other's opinions, only require that people respect him and not give him any sort of attitude or ill treatment. He's not afraid to give a lesson ins respect if he feels someone deserves it.

Being an older model of cyborg, he's a bit 'out dated' but still retains his pride about himself and his abilities, saying he could easily take on any of the 'newer' models. Whether that's true or not, it has yet to be proven. He tends to have a level head about him, so will only lose his temper if disrespected on a massive level. Even then, he usually won't be as mean to the female variety, having a soft spot for women and a sort of 'nice guy' attitude towards them. However, if they are a criminal, he tends to revert back to his harsher attitude (though is 'softer' on them in punishment). If you are a male and you disrespect him on a massive level however, he will not let up on you until you are crying for mercy.

Although proud to be a cyborg, Captin doesn't discriminate or hate any other species. He admires them for their uniqueness and abilities, but won't ever out right say 'cyborgs are better' or anything like such. He won't treat a cyborg more kindly than a different sub-species, in fact, he sometimes is seen as even harsher on cyborgs, pushing them to be better than what their parts say they can be. He is all for motivation, and will push his team to be the 'best'. But it's this drive that often annoys people.

Other than that, Captin is a good guy and easy to hang around, so long as you respect him. He may be a hard-arse to his troops, but he's always willing to be a leader to anyone who may need one.

: Theme Song :
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-more to come-





Story

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Creature



: Creature Profile :

: Cyborg :
Genetically Modified: No
Mechanically Modified: Yes
Geneticists: --to be determined-
Blood Type: All
Positive Features: Strength, Easy Repairs, Weapons On Hand, Durability
Negative Features: Possible Rusting, Battery Life, Hard to Blend In, Can Tend to Become "Robotic", Weak Against Power Surges, Lightening Target

Brief Explanation:
3E and Lower:
Plain and simple, normal humans with robotic additions such as arms, legs, (rarely: skull or ribs)
4E:
The newest release of cyborgs, as he is one of 678 created. His form is actually all metal, but is so well placed that without seeing him pull out the laser cannon that is concealed in his arm, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was any part cyborg.
In General:
Cyborgs aren't discriminated against as much as the other species, but do tend to get ahead more in athletic competitions or in the work fields where endurance and strength are desired.
Cyborgs are generally the same as humans, though can tend to get full of themselves. though, it has been known for a cyborg to loose it's connection with the human side of itself, therefore making it more robotic. More and more cases like such are becoming common.
Cyborgs are generally created from humans, but can also be "born" as such, which often goes in the cases of children born missing an appendage. Cyborgs, however, can't reproduce a cyborg.
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The Facts:

TO-DO LIST:
[x] Keep As-Is
[x] Get minion
[] Overlay
[x] Pet profile
[] Design
[] Reference Sheet
[] Get Art
[] Keepsake Boxes
[] Story
[] Theme Song

Notes to add:
-connection with past
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Art and story soon to come!

Credits


Art, Images, and Coding drawn/made/figured out by me, Whitefoxfire
All artwork, written stories, concepts, overlays and customized images were done by myself, Whitefoxfire. DO NOT STEAL please.

This is Captin's forever home, he will never be put UFA, or sent to the pound.

Thank you Naemi, for letting me adopt him.

: Prologue :


In the year 4257, things are very different from the norm. Demons and Angels fight for the wayward souls of the tainted world which is being torn apart by it's inhabitants. Obsessed with genetic engineering, people have modified their forms to reflect their favorite myths. Now, the pure human race fights for survival among all the genetically engineered subspecies, becoming the lowest on the food chain when it comes to vampire, werewolves and cyborgs. Although everything is peaceful at the moment, the underground stirs with trouble, talk of each species's ploy to overthrow the other spreads like wild fire. Many hold pride in their species, and do not wish to fall prey to another. They get defensive, think of ways to protect themselves, look to their leaders for guidance and turn to perfecting their species to be able to prevail.

But who will win in the end? Will vampires find a cure to their allergy to solar rays? Will Were's find a way to keep their form beyond moonlight hours? Will cyborgs overthrow with their unbreakable strength? or will the death springers consume them all? Is this the end of humanity as we know it? or do humans still stand a chance?... Only time will tell.

Pet Treasure


Pet Friends


4E
Old man? Heh, I may got my years worth but I can still kick your -

Sinned
You need to learn some respect...

Antiku
e-e Kids these days...

Harbinger
You watch it boy, You may be 'older' than me, but it doesn't mean you have what it takes to back up your talk...

Inamatus
Hmph....

Morte In Se
*aims gun at*

Chained
With that kind of behavior you'll be dead sooner than you think..

Darts
Why I oughtta just beat some sense into you...

Sin Calaveras
e-e~ I'm...not /that/ old.. why does everyone call me old? D|

Moonrise
Please, I've squished bugs bigger than you...

Kiss Kiss
Thanks but no thanks miss...

Law
*nods respectfully* right back at ya~

Voices_785
I have a feeling I'll be seeing you again.... at your execution...