Makes-Eternal-Everlasting {Hayama}
Oct 16, 2013 8:13:06 GMT 10
Post by Makes-Eternal-Everlasting on Oct 16, 2013 8:13:06 GMT 10
So this is who I am,
And this is all I know,
And this is all I know,
Name: Makes-Eternal-Everlasting
Nickname: Hamaya
Callsign: Alpha
Date of Birth: NA
And I must choose to live,
For all that I can give,
For all that I can give,
Branch: Fijitian Space Navy
Rank: Hunter
Division: Advance Scouts
Service Record: Classified, see missions list below profile
Promotions: NA
The spark that makes the power grow
Face Claim: Jana Kramer {Holographic desguise, see gear section}. Natural Appearance: Full grown Snow Leopard
The human form stands at an even 6'9&1/2 inches tall. The human appearance appears to be slim and quite beautiful and also very strong and yet very light with deep blue eyes. The true appearance of the Snow leopard is an easy 7' 2" not including her ears and is built like a Ford F350 super duty truck {in other words, both forms are drop dead sexy} with deep green eyes. Exact age is unknown.
And I will stand for my dream if I can,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
Personality: Being a Fijitian there are several powerful qualities one must take into account, the first of the three most known is;
Emotionally Disconnected. Due to a very tamuatic event in the average Fijitian soldiers lives at two years of age {seperation from their families and trained and drilled endlessly} each Fijitian Soldier is emotionally disconnected and cannot show any emotion. Very few however show no holds barred bloodlust when in battle.
Naturally Protective. Due to being so far advanced and treating the other lesser advanced races with resepct and kindess, the Fijitians worked to protect the lesser races as best they could. Naturally each and ever Fijitian soldier of any kind will protect to their least breath someone less then they.
Insane willpower. Ever heard the term 'never try to con a cat ?' No ? Will, this is proof of that term in experience. Over the many years and days of intense hard training, Each and every Fijitian Soldier of any kind are naturally immune to any bribery attempts or otherwise, trying to charm ones way past a Fijitian normally ends in failure.
And I must follow on the road that lies ahead,
I won't let my heart control my head,
I won't let my heart control my head,
Likes:
Hunting her assigned targets
Fijitian Catnip {and lots of it, this is actually a bad habit}
Fijitian Music
Her personal fighter {see below}
Dislikes:
Kitsune {they really stink}
Humans that do not bathe {These guys really really stink}
Those who wish to harm her kindred's 'offspring' the Meowtians
Her personal fighter being damaged {see below}
Aims:
To gain the rank of Huntress
To Advance to the next level of Fijitian Evolution
Fears:
Dying in the void of space
Getting run down by a herd of Hammerhead Bulls
Failing to keep a promise
Skills:
Pilot {singleman space fighters}
Markswoman
Swordswoman
Adept Huntress
Gear:
Star Fighter + six man Crew
Energy Sword {Jian/Thin Blade Sword design}
Diamane Longrod {sniperifle}
Diamane Battlerod {battlerifle}
Diamane Rod {pistol}
Hardlight Hologram Belt { hardlight Human Disguise, see face claim for Hologram appearence}
Habits:
Taking extreme risks {very bad habit}
Making Promises she knows she can keep
Drinking too much Catnip {bad habit that normally leads to bad habit number one {taking extreme risks}}
Light Sleeper {which results in a very rather unsavery almost paranoid outlook on life}
I make my journey through eternity
I keep the memory of you and me inside
I keep the memory of you and me inside
Marital Status: Single
Love Interest: NA
Offspring: NA
Parent: NA
Siblings: NA
Fulfil your destiny,
Is there within the child,
Is there within the child,
History: Haling fom a world of pale blue and emerald green and purple clouds called Fijitia. the Fijitian Felines were a spacefaring race who saw it as their duty to protect and guide the lesser advanced races in their galaxy. Over the eons that passed the Fijitians grew in number, but never in ego. But when the Enemy made himself known. They mustered their fighters for a war that would never end.
Born to Fijitian parents, Makes-Eternal-Everlasting was named and shortly taken into training. Her teachers found her skills as a markswoman, swordswoman and pilot were fit for advance and often dangerous training encounters where experience gained was very valued and thus set a higher bar as Makes-Eternal-Everlasting earned herself the nickname Hamaya, meaning, Hidden in the Stars in Fijitian. As soon as she 'graduated' she was promoted from the basic ranks in the Fijitian Navy to Hunter. One of the more basic ranks of a enlisted CO officer. Given her own fighter, and crew to care for it. Hamya soon made herself a common household name with each successful sortie in the galaxy she went on. Earning for herself fame and in some cases fortune to spend, and also many enemies.
Hamya treats her fighter, a 9.6 meter long by 4 meter wide by 1.88 meter tall jet black almost wedge like craft like her own child, she babies it beyond belief. Design similar in appearence to a human F302 fighter jet. the wedgeshaped starfighter has extremely sesitive systems. With powerful sheidls and a reenforced front end for ramming should she have a desire to do just that. The fighter was designed for really suicidal or very skilled pilots, and since Hamaya is both of these after she has had more then five decanters worth of Fjitia Catnip, {a very heavy duty alcoholic drink} she is very dangerous but she is also quite fun once you get to know her.
My fate is on the wind,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
The heartbreaker being this face is Autumn and I hail from China
I have been RPing for 23 Years
I agree with the TOS and the Site rules.
Cos I have found a dream that must come true,
Every ounce of me must see it through,
Every ounce of me must see it through,
Role Play Sample:
The silent alart went off, even though it was silent it still woke the sleeping Snowleopard from her perch in the most unwanted way. Naturally in thick warm fur the spotted feline all but slapped a massive hand against the wall to shut off the silent alart. She glanced at the chroni. Damn! Overslept again furball! She thought. She pulled herself to her feet and put on her HHD belt. Hitting a few keys on her wrist piece before putting on said item her clothing faded into view as the HHD kicked in. Black loose fitting pants. a black robe that belted at the waist and was in the form of a tank top. It complimented her colors perfectly. She took a peek in the mirror. Great, another bedhead. Ah well, nobody really cares in my fighter anyway. she thought. Just then the incoming transmission went off. Looking at the screen next to the mirror Hamaya thought for a long moment on answering it, then the name of the sender appeared.
It was the Fleet Commadant; Chrur-Bornestellar-Eternal. Known to all as Bornstellar. The fleet commander was contacting her directly!
She hit the accecpt key on the flat panel of glass. Bornestellars black and white tabby face appeared on the screen. "Ah, the sleeping giant wakens I see." He said.
"Out with it Bornestellar. Why do you want me this soon ? You've never contacted me this way before." Hamaya replied. Normally if Bornestellar wanted to see her she was normally in the Cellari doing time for something stupid like decanting too much Mint Juice.
"The Council reported activity on Velios V. We're the closest fleet to the area. Your fighter, and your wing, are all equiped with translight drives. Translight out of this system to the next where the activty is reported on the planet, scan it. Then send back everything you find back to us here, we' will then relay it back to the Council. Once you have everything you can find, return your Wing here. I have something more important for you to do concerning the Meowtians. I'll send your Ancilla the information required when the second mission is active she'll pass the vitals of it to you."
"Consider it done. Anything else ?" A encrypted file came through on a chip. She pulled the chip and slid it to her HHD's port and on her vision on the inside of the hologram helmet that appeared she saw her next set of orders. "You know where to drop the payment." She started to say when Bornestellar cut her off.
"Uh... yeah, about that. you see the Council stated something of your last appearance at the Councils Chambers and they were none too happy with your appearance and current state. They requested I withhold your payment until you finish the primary mission." Borestellar seemed nervous on that bit of info.
"Right, scout for information, then report it back, I got it." Sometimes it was days like this that angered Makes-Eternal-Everlasting. "Anything from 'Cash ?" She asked. Meaning her second wingman who had gone on a similar mission.
"Yes, he returned this morning, Nothing new." Borestellar replied
"Still the watchful peace." Hamaya mumbled. She nodded and the holographic helmet disappeared. "Alright, missions set. I know what to do. But let me get this straight. When I get back is when you send over the payment ?" Somehow that did not make sense, the last time she saw the coucil was in Tenth of Last Seed, it was what ? She looked at the date on the chroni. fourteeth of Last Seed. Well crap, a week since she last saw the council. She sighed. "Great. Broke on the mission, alright I'm taking a few decanters with me then. No use doing this mission sober."
"Actually that is the main thing you will want to be mostly sober at least. You do have to work with what you find to get close to your target, remember that Hunter, we're counting on you."
"You just have to bring up my rank." Hamaya sighed, "Fine, Five decanters, I'll make them last as long as possible. Are we done so I can get going on this mission ?" It was clear that Hamaya was not happy.
"Yes, we are done, now get going." With that the screen faded to black panel of the wall. Hamaya rolled her eyes and exited her quarters. As she did so the armorry wall directly oppisit of her stateroom door slid open, standard weapons this time around. Nothing too fancy. She picked up her normal sidearm, the Diamane Rod was quite useful, she slid that into its normal place at her left hip on the small of her back just above her tail. She then picked up her energy sword and clipped that onto her HHD on the right side of the main control matrix. She then picked up her Diamane Longrod, the sniper rifle was one of her favorite weapons. Perfect for taking out targets at long range and better still at scoping her targets out at long range. Then she took her primary weapon, the Diamane Battlerod was a perfect mix of close and long ranges. Outfitted for combat she headed for the hangar.
She stepped into the hangar, her Wing was getting ready for void expose. She whistled a shrill raking sound and each pilot stood and came to her location. "Alright here's the deal, no doubt we've all been contacted by Bornestellar himself for this mission. The Council reported activity on Velios Five two days ago. We're the closest Fleet in the area to that location. So we're going to go and see what's up, Go in under cloak. soon as we drop out we cloak our fighters, stay in formation. We make one pass at the planet and then leave straight out the system. No turns, no nothing. We get in, scan the area on the map as directed. Then we leave. Simple in and out mission. Any questions ?" Seeing there were none she nodded, "Alright, get to your fighters. We leave on my mark. See you all in the void." With that she turned and started up the ladder onto her own craft. Once inside she typed two keys and the ladder seemed to fold in on its self before folding into nothing larger then a small stack of post it notes paper.
Five minutes later the Wing known as Fijitia Claws were Void Expose. "All fighters form up on my tail. Ready for translight on my mark." Hamaya said. A full minute passed as lights winked from each fighter. They were all there. all ten of them, She reached to the key to activate the translight drive while saying "Mark!" At that a ring opened briefly and the ten fighters slid into it and disappeared into the space between space. The place known as hyperspace.
While in Translight Makes-Eternal-Everlasting triggered her private HHD Helmet again and went over her mission objectives. Infiltrate what they find for her targets. track them, tag them for later uses. Send everything back via subspace link to the Council directly through a relay of Bornestellar's own craft. Yeah, this was an easy mission, though something nagged at the back of the Fijitians mind. No mission was this easy.
Ever.
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