General Information First name Yumi Middle name(s): Erin Surname: Kora Age: 40 Race: Avian Gender: Male Sexuality: Bisexual Current residence: N/A; wandering mercenary, no personal ship Relationship status: Single Social status: Unknown to any public sources, but known as reputable among official mercenary organizations due to a clean and well-built resume. Financial standing: Well off; able to maintain his equipment and himself comfortably. Traits of Voice Accent: North American Eastern Language spoken: Galactic Common Other languages known: Avian Style of speaking: Direct, to the point Volume of voice: Slightly louder than normal Physical Appearance Height: 6'3" Weight: 190lbs Feather Color(s): Dirty white Shape of Face: Avian/birdlike; eagle-like Distinguishing Features: Small crack on the left side of beak Build of Body: Athletic, bulky Plumage Style: Swept back Beak Style: Eagle-like Posture: Standing straight Typical Clothing: Full kit when in unknown, new, dangerous, or formal environments (pictured above). Black sweat pants, sneakers, and a white t-shirt when in safe or informal environments. Is Seen By Others As: Serious, blunt, adventurous Personality Likes: Adrenaline-inducing experiences, virtual reality games, learning anything new, nature Dislikes: Inexperienced coworkers, chess Education: Associate of Applied Science (United Systems of Humanity), Certified Paramedic (United Systems of Humanity, qualified to treat the seven primary races), professional Soldier and Combat Medic (United Systems of Humanity). Notable Skills: Emergency medicine, knowledge of how to climb and rappel down harsh surfaces Fears: Losing his family, plasma weaponry, being trapped/bound Personal goals: Continue sending pixels home, finding a way to retire content General attitude: Realist, always looking towards how to solve a problem or plan his next day Religious values: Atheist Grounded; averse to religion due to Flightless fanaticism General intelligence: High General sociability: Normal; when he finds someone who can tolerate his direct nature, an attempt at friendship often follows. Health Illnesses: N/A Allergies: Animal fur (teary eyes, sinuses) Sleeping habits: Erratic; sleeps when he's tired or when able Energy level: Very high Eating habits: Erratic; eats when he's hungry Memory: Above average Any unhealthy habits: Occasionally forgetting to sleep or eat, drinking History Yumi was born in United Systems of Humanity space, hailing from a decently sized city on a planet in the northern section of the territory. His family was practically impoverished, being immigrants from the Stargazer Theocracy and struggling to work enough hours to sustain their household. Yumi grew up poor throughout all of his childhood and teenage years, but he proved to be an excellent student, taking accelerated courses and embracing as many academic opportunities and challenges as public education could offer him. When he graduated, the reality of his financial situation hindered him, as his family had only grown in the time it took him to come of age. He couldn't travel anywhere, a higher education would take too much time to complete, and the typical jobs that were available to him didn't pay enough. To get as much money as he could as fast as he could, he enlisted with his planet's defense force as a combat medic and sought higher education on the side. Although he saw no combat, he completed four years of service before his contract was over, sending almost all of the pixels he earned back to his household. After his contract expired, he continued to aspire, looking instead towards the highest risk highest reward option: Mercenary work. He was taken from his planet to participate in whatever fight he was told to participate in, all the while still sending the majority of his spoils back home, the cycle of working to provide only persisting throughout the years. As he reached his thirties, he had all but accomplished his initial goal. His home's situation reached relative stability, but even so, he continued to work and send money back, striving to make whatever relatives he had as comfortable as he could, even if he'd never get the chance to meet them in person. Part of it was truly wanting the best for his family back home, another was that he'd found work that made him feel happy. In no other field would he get such a rush, in addition to the satisfaction of saving lives. Now, unbeholden to any organization, he traveled to the fringe to seek his next adventure. Family Parents: Both living and elderly in United Systems of Humanity space Siblings: Two brothers and a sister living in United Systems of Humanity space Children: N/A Love interest: Stay tuned Relationships Important -Stay tuned Friends -Stay tuned Enemies -Stay tuned Acquaintances -Amir: "Interesting creature, first person I meet in the Fringe and it's something I've never seen or heard of before. They were pleasant." -CIRCLEEYE: "The Grand Protector in all their glory. They were cool, we hiked and hung out a little. I'll have to give them more of my time." -Aster Bayers: "One of the more interesting florans I've met, a treasure hunter raised by a novakid. All that treasure hunting gave him a really good build though, I'll have to try and go on one of his hunts one day, see what kinds of challenges that'll bring." -Lithui: "I don't have too many strong memories of what happened that night, but they kept me safe when I did something dumb. That's always appreciated." -Diana: "Hands down one of the best-worst nights ever, damn my heart was going. I should be careful around them, they brought out a bad side of me after less than a minute of conversation." -Virse: "Does he really think just stabbing people is normal? Am I the crazy one here?" -Ryan: "Chill. Seems a bit over his head with the whole photojournalism in the fringe thing, but I can see it working out." -Vagrant: "Seems down on her luck, but nice enough." Combat Peaceful or Violent: Remains on the level of escalation he is placed in; won't attack unless attacked. Weapon(s): 6.8x51mm rifle, 9mm pistol, combat knife. Crudely carved on the middle of the rifle's upper receiver are the words "One for the money, two for the show, three to be a legend". Armor: Combat Uniform: Vest with rubium plates covering the front and back of the chest and a layer of IIIA Kevlar under the plates. Heavy duty tactical gloves, steel toed boots, and black hat. Casual Outfit: None. Equipment: Medical backpack (general trauma supplies + AED), flashlight, notepad, pens and permanent markers, blank casualty cards Style of fighting: Classic firefight tactics from medium to short range. Relevant Skills: Well trained in rifle marksmanship, well trained in hand-to-hand fighting, professional in emergency medicine Others Occupation: Combat medic/paramedic Current home: N/A; wandering mercenary, no personal ship Favorite types of food: Beakseed-based dishes Favorite types of drink: Fruit juice Hobbies/past times: Hiking, rock climbing, virtual reality gaming, exercise Guilty pleasures: Using medical supplies for personal comfort, IE using saline to quickly recover from a hangover Pet peeves: Botched medical care, hesitation, leaving weapons out of arm's reach Pets: N/A Talents: Fast learner, very athletic Favorite color(s): Dark purple Favorite type of music: Rock [Ironman] The [Ironman] marker indicates that consent to death, injury, and other significant acts are automatically granted against this character. Solus Fatum Decernit. Note Med RP time! Tried my best to make an actual character as opposed to a skill-specialized avatar, hopefully it works out.
