Looking around, you see a number of other chambers that have now opened. You try to recall who you are. What your name is. Anything. But you can't. The general consensus that you ascertain from the reactions of everyone else is that they don't remember much either.
The group slowly finds it's way around the room, and one person stumbles upon the locker bay. There are names on the doors, but nothing else to identify who it might belong to. Another closes all the chambers and finds that they are named and display the ranks. What name does your chamber say? You look, and then make your way to your locker. Dressing and trying to figure out what exactly is going on. You notice that each locker contains AL4 Body armor as well as other standard equipment, though you don't remember how you know that. You now remember signing up for something, there was a large intergalactic war going on, and you signed up for it. And you assume most others there did.
Each of you recall a certain skill you were trained in, you remember boot camp, but you don't remember your comrades. Someone chimes in and mentions remembering something about extended suspension in the chambers could cause temporary or permanent memory loss. Everyone is unsure of what is going on - the last year anyone remembers is 3045 - but you all know that you are on a long flight, and there should have been people here when you awoke.
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Gaian Name: Orok
Character Name: Aidan Philip Ridley
Appearance: Aidan is rather average, standing at 5'11", and not being particularly muscular or overweight. He has long hair that is usually slicked back and to the side. On his left arm he has a full sleeve of various tattoos. He usually sports stubble, as his facial hair is coarse and grows quickly. Aidan has a slightly gaunt face that makes others question whether he has proper eating habits, and his eyes usually have bags under them, which also causes people to question how much he sleeps.
Personality: Aidan is a very analytic person, who looks at everything and judges it almost instantly. He is very quiet and independent. Aidan has a unique sense of humor that others either like him for or hate him for. He has a very jaded view on the universe that people often say they can see through his eyes.
Biography: Aidan was adopted when he was born, he never knew his biological parents, but it didn’t matter to him, the parents he had truly were his parents. His parents did their best to raise him well, and it showed through his manners.
At an early age, Aidan’s eyes were opened to the hate and persecution of the world. His eyes reflect what he had realized in his mind. Aidan’s dreams often show him even more of the world’s supposed hate. He often ponders what enlightened him to the horrors of reality, which makes him even more of an introvert.
He was always fairly smart, getting high marks all through elementary school, and while in high school he received marks that were above average. He joined the corps to stay fit and make use of his technical intelligence. He left behind his wife and his 4 year old daughter.
Weaponry:
Equipment: Standard Jumpsuit, AL4 Body Armor, Shoulder Lamp, and Helmet
Rank: Lieutenant
Specialization: Dropship Soldier
Gaian Name: Admiral Crowley
Character Name: Arland Timothy Howard
Appearance: Arland stands at approximately 5'10, he is well built for a man exhibiting the obvious signs of aging. His short, thick, chocolate brown hair is fraught with several grey patches giving it a charcoal tinge. The youth that swelled within his cheeks is fading away, giving Arland a slightly more gaunt facial structure. The only feature that has proven stalwart against the test of time is that of Arland's light blue eyes, which bear the look of those which have withstood one thousand vigils.
Personality: Arland is a conflicted individual. He tries to act with compassion and sensitivity towards his peers, but often prefers confronting and accepting whatever reality is set before him - regardless of how harsh it is.
Biography: Everyone has scars, Arland is no exception. However what these scars are remain to be seen. Prior to his awakening Arland was a Doctor who kept in very little contact with his biological family after an incident involving his practice.
Weaponry:
Equipment: Standard Jumpsuit, AL4 Body Armor, Helmet and Standard Medical Kit
Rank: Sergeant
Specialization: Combat Medic
Gaian Name: Devilish Kylie
Character Name: Kira Monica Jones
Appearance: About 5'4" and around 20 years old, her build is solid, more of a soldier's than a typical woman's. She has large brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. It falls to about mid-back, her only vain and un-soldier like quality, but is braided tightly against her skull, so as to not offer an enemy an extra place to grab.
Personality: Kira is hard to discern as a person. She is very private and keeps to herself, but is willing to work in a team effort during a crisis. It's all business in the field, but she has soft spots. She would have a difficult time leaving a comrade behind, though she would not admit it. She is not percieved as cold, but only because her manner is infuriatingly straight-forward and at times, humourous. You may ask her a question that she will grin at and choose not to answer.
Biography: Kira was raised in an average middle-class family. She has two younger brothers and her father at home on Earth. Her mother was a soldier on Earth, and died a year before Kira left for space. Kira joined the corps to follow in her mother's footsteps, though her father wanted her to be an English teacher. Afer her mother's death in combat, he became ghost-like, often passing by his children without any acknowledgement. Kira was left to care for her brothers, who are seven and twelve. Her last conversation with her father was a heated argument about the state he had left them in. Kira threatened to send her brothers to Child Services if they were neglected at all while they were away. She expected letters from them on a steady basis. Though it would have pained her to send them away, the threat needed to be made so her father would snap out of it. Of course, she no longer remembers any of this.
Weaponry:
Equipment: Standard Jumpsuit, AL4 Body Armor, Portable Flashlight with a small pack filled with Batteries, and a Helmet
Rank: Corporal
Specialization: Pilot
