General Information First name: Ryan Surname: Fletcher Age: 29-30 D.O.B: 8/27/3258 Race: Human Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Current residence: Ship Relationship status: Single Social status: Unknown Financial standing: Well-off Traits of Voice Accent (if any): None Language spoken: Common Other languages known: None Style of speaking: Relaxed or Erudite depending on the situation Volume of voice: Average Physical Appearance Height: Around 6 Feet Weight: 210 Lbs Eye color: Brown Skin color: Fair Shape of face: Average by human standards Distinguishing features: None Build of body: Mesomorph Hair color: Brown Hair style: Short with a bit out in front Complexion: Fair Posture: May slouch from time to time Tattoos: None Piercings: None Typical clothing: Will usually be seen wearing a black jacket with white shirt and jeans with boots and a bandana, may or may not wear shades with it. Is seen by others as: Well-Read but relaxed. Personality Likes: Calm atmospheres and music Dislikes: Excessive noise and conflict Education: Educated Fears: Excessive predators and dangerous animals Personal goals: Find some form of stability, meet new people, and gain new experiences. General attitude: Laid-Back Religious values: None General intelligence: High General sociability: Sociable in general, can hold a conversation as long as it can flow well enough. Health Illnesses (if any): None Allergies (if any): None Sleeping habits: Sleeps when tired, but usually gets well rested and enough sleep. Energy level: Average, but when he gets going on something, it spikes. Eating habits: Eats when hungry, sometimes may not eat for prolonged periods which results in a larger appetite Memory: Sharp in terms of facts, faces may elude him if he isn't around people long enough to have them embedded in his memory unless they have key features Any unhealthy habits: Alcohol consumption from time to time, sometimes takes his own experimental medications and nanites. History A human from another sector, he has travelled to this sector aboard his ship. Raised on a station known as Cradle, a massive think tank of scientists and engineers and worked alongside them until one of their own sold out the location of the space station and caused it to become raided. He was one of the 1,200 remaining individuals after the incident. During the day of the raid he and others were only told to safeguard backup data of the station in repositories scattered throughout the sector should the worst come to pass. After the fall of Cradle, many of the survivors quit, some still continue their work to this day but in different fields, he is one of the few who chose to continue working. Relationships Parents: Cyril and Amelia Fletcher (Deceased) Siblings: None Any enemies (and why): None Children: None Friends: None Best friend(s): None Love interest (if there is one): None Combat Peaceful or violent: Peaceful, prefers to not escalate conflicts to needless bloodshed and believes smoothing over conflicts via negotiation is the better option. Weapon (if applicable): On hand he will always carry standard handguns to protect himself Style of fighting: Preference to firearm usage Others Occupation: Freelance Engineer Current home: Residing aboard Ship Favorite types of food: Beef Stew Favorite types of drink: Varies Hobbies/past times: Playing Piano, Tinkering Guilty pleasures: Napping Pet peeves: Grating noises like nails on a chalkboard, Line-cutters Pets: Cat Talents: Musically inclined, Proficient Marksman, Proficient at Engineering and Machinery operation. Favorite colors: Shades of Blue Favorite type of music: Old Earth Music, may listen to EDM, but not that often.