Vanessa Whitmore
Dec 17, 2013 9:26:21 GMT 10
Post by Vanessa Whitmore on Dec 17, 2013 9:26:21 GMT 10
So this is who I am,
And this is all I know,
And this is all I know,
Name:
Vanessa Renee Angler
Nickname:
Nessa
Callsign:
Firefly
Date of Birth:
July 5, 1977
And I must choose to live,
For all that I can give,
For all that I can give,
Branch:
Navy
Rank:
Warrant Officer 2
Division:
Prototype Development
Service Record:
5 years Goa'uld technology
6 years Direct Navy Service
4 years college
High School Education
Basic First Aid Training
Basic Combat Training
Speaks English, Czech, Afrikaans, and French
Can read some weird language that she doesn't know what it is, but can only read certain words. Believed to be some form of non human language.
She was originally assigned to the USS Port Royal where she was worked in the mechanical engineering room for almost 6 years (until the age of 24). She was going to school while she was stationed with the Carrier only having been sent out for a few years of that stay. She finished up her degree and was moved to prototype development for submarines after going through the required schooling there.When she was 27 she was finally released into the prototype development program as an enlisted navy personnel.
She was pulled aside during time with the prototype development team in order to work on technology that was considered classified. There were 3 others with her on the assignment. There had been a crash in an off world site and Stargate looked to her team to help figure out this new or "Ancient" technology. She has been working on their technology now for the last 5 or so years, unknown to anyone else. However stargate has not told her anything about the Goa'uld. She does not know anything about the creatures themselves, nor do this technology have the same name as Stargate knows it by. Her team has called the technology "therium" or beast. The only thing her tran knows is that the technology certainly is not human.
She took one leave of absence due to exploding a prototype that she had been working on for another side project that had nothing to do with the Goa'uld. She had been doing a test run for someone in a prototype submarine when the back half of the submarine exploded she was sucked from the sub and later rescued by her commanding officer and best friend at the time. She was placed on medical discharge. She was reinstated to active duty 6 months ago.
She was approached recently by someone from Star gate and was told that she was being moved to a Warrant Officer and becoming attched to the stargate team. The reason for this being that Star gate wanted her expertise in this area of the Goa'uld technology. The only problem? They haven't exactly briefed her on the Goa'uld, so she is going into this half blind. The only reason they didn't brief her; she was supposed to return back to Area 51 upon completion of the mission and they did not want her knowing more than she needed to. They later changed their minds and kept her but have reassigned her to delta then Vedas
Promotions:
Warrant Officer 2 (WO-2)
Chief Petty Officer (E-7)
Petty Officer First Class (E-6)
Petty Officer Second Class (E-5)
Petty Officer Third Class Class (E-4)
Seaman (E-3)
Seaman Apprentice (E-2)
Seaman Recruit (E-1)
The spark that makes the power grow
Face Claim: Olivia Wilde
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:
She is a very outgoing, gentle and understanding person. But she doesn't just let people walk all over her kindness she will put her foot down when it is necessary. She is quickwitted and not prone to turn her back on you unless you give her a very good reason. She likes to deal with people in person, rather than on the phone. She is friendly and will not use people to get what she wants. She has gained everything she earned by hardwork and dedication. She is not a flirt and usuallt tends to shun guys when they attempt to entertain her.
She has a darker side when she gets mad and it tends to make people think she is a little bit of a brat. She can use her attitude when she wants to but she tries to keep it reserved for when she's trying to make a point. But upset her and you are just going to feel her wrath. Really crossing her isn't a great idea. She dislikes being called a feminine liberal even though she really is once you get underneath of her attitude. She has confidence in herself and in her abilities but she can be easily overloaded sometimes. She likes her glass of wine every night,doesn't matter whether it is white or red. Though Red is preferable. She has been known to break protocol to get the job done but very rarely in a military setting. She has the fear of losing someone close to her again.
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:
Ice skating
Horses
Pampering Herself
People who have Confidence in themselves
Driving people up the wall
Dislikes:
The smell of Roses and Rain
Idiots
Cats
Being told how to do her job
Being called a Liberal Feminist
Aims:
Keeping Her Goals
Fears:
Losing someone close to her
Skills:
Combat
Persuasion
Politics
Some Goa'uld Technology Skills
Habits:
Political Battle w/ rivals
Biting Lips
Glass of wine everynight
Ending up places she shouldn't be (coughBluesmurfscough)
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:
None
Offspring:
None
Parent:
James Whitmore (Steven Riker) - (60 - Deceased of Natural Causes Former US Congressman)
Allison Riker nee Tahra- (56 - Murdered at 24)
Siblings:
None
Fulfil your destiny,
Is there within the child,
History:
Marilyn Lee Riker was the only child of a former congressman and who now owns a stable in Montana. She was adopted by him and his wife before she had even began to walk. James Riker lost his wife when Marilyn was three. James took Marilyn and brought her into witness protection after he testified against the mafia group who had been responsible for Allison's death.
Marilyn Lee Riker no longer existed after the government changed her name legally to Vanessa Renee Whitmore. She does not really remember her "mother" or anything that happened.She does not even remember the name Marilyn if you ask her about it. Her dad has said nothing to her on that matter in order to keep her safe.
When she was 5 she was sent to live with a friend of her fathers. Though the adoption was never official her real father was never around much. The girl was raised by Andrew and Clara Oxford. Andrew and James were close military friends. James knew his daughter would be in good hands as he struggled as a single father. As a result Vanessa grew up under the watchful eyes of Matthew, Simon, and Travis. Three brothers that she pestered whenever she got the chance.
She was the normal kid in school doing all her homework but she was also stubborn and pushy and avoided most of the men throughout middle school and highschool. Then she turned 18. When she turned 18 she enlisted in the United States Navy. Everyone seemed to go into the military in the Oxford clan so it was natural that she followed suit.
She married when she turned 20 to a Ross Angler. He was in the United States Airforce and she had met him on a cross mission. It was hard both of them being in the military but that didn't stop them. When she was 22 he died in a plane crash over the Atlantic during a dog fight. Since then she has kept his name.
Site History:
Vanessa dropped the Angler last name while she was on a personal break dealing with some other issues that came up with. She took on the last name she grew up with Whitmore (Despite having lived with the Oxfords she was never given or took their last name.)
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 Shelliand I hail from USA
I have been RPing for 12 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:
Taken from Epic Thread on Stargate Delta
Vanessa let her fingers creep up to his neck and working the knots out, no one was trying to stop her. "Just give me a few minutes, and I will go" she heard him reply. As much as she didn't want to go to town, 'To hell you will' she thought. Perhaps maybe she should go. She stopped massaging his neck for a second, she wasn't about to snap at him like part of her wanted to. No he wasn't feeling well and she was more tactful than that anyway. Her face was laced slightly with concern as she mentioned something about wanting pants.
She couldn't help the smirk on her face. "Whats the problem? Pink not your color?" she had one of those frowny faces that made you just want to hug her if she was an adorable lost little puppy. She was entirely teasing him, and she had every right too. He was in pink. He wasn't feeling well but that didn't mean she was going to stop trying to get him to feel better somehow. Ow.. that pounding in her head again she closed her eyes. She figured if she could get rid of the headache all would be good.
Wet T-shirts, oh heavens to murgatroyd; hadn't they been there last night. No wait that was wet toga's. No he just mentioned wet Toga's Vanessa pay attention. She made a mock frowning face again. "What you don't want to put it down my shirt this time?" she tried to look offended, and she was fairly decent at pulling off whatever face she wished, but maybe he would see through it, then again he seemed to not be paying attention to much of her facial features anyway.
When he moved around she untangled her arm from behind him where she had rested it, just not bothering to move it after working on his back and neck some. "As cute as it is, I am not letting you go around town in a pink toga" she stated shaking her head some. "I feel like Wild E. Coyote and the acme anvil" she made a point to explain when he asked how she was feeling. "I'll get something for this headache and be fine." she informed him. She slipped out of his toga glad that she had at least worn her strapless camisole and cropped shorts underneath her toga last night. She wrapped the toga around him, it was scented with her perfume though she was almost immune to it's scent.
Immortality
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