Quick list (in no intended order):
Rothana, daughter of Cinhilond
Arielle Merced
Subcommander Tenil na'Tatha
CIA Operative Alanna Yeh
Danele "Dani" Ramos
Lieutenant Jaina Solo
Major Samantha "Sam" Carter
Padawan Valera Starsteel
Lieutenant Jasson Xereb
Jedi Master Tynira Mek
LOTR:
Name: Rothana, daughter of Cinhilond
Occupation: Silversmith
Home: Minas Tirith
Race: Human
Age: 22
Appearance: Medium height, long brown hair, green eyes. Usually wears plain blouse and skirt, leather surcoat.
Weapons: Proficient with slingshot, but doesn't usually carry one. Typically has a few knives somewhere on the premises.
Personality: Optimistic, but used to taking the rough with the smooth. Accustomed to independence.
History: Rothana is the eldest in a family of five girls. She informally apprenticed herself to her father, a blacksmith, having a definite interest in his trade. This was extremely fortunate, as her father died when she was seventeen. Since then, she has helped to support her family by working as a silversmith, although the occupation is unusual for one of her gender. Most of her work is with jewelry, ornamentation, and housewares, but in her spare time, she has been experimenting with new steel preparation techniques.
Ignae Kiani:
Name: Arielle Merced
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Loyalty: Sielio
Location: errm... wherever convenient.
Appearance: Dramatic features, dark eyes and hair that contrast with white skin. Lithe, dangerous, and short-tempered. Tends to be cynical.
Weapons: Longbow and dirk, although she has also been known to throw chairs, on occasion.
History: Currently on her own, due to her family perishing in the war. Had a mercenary stint for several years, but has had enough of that. Now, the only way for her to earn money is to circulate through towns and villages, challenging all comers and placing bets on her success. It has worked so far - not all the time, but enough to keep her alive.
CIA:
English Name-Alanna Yeh
Chinese Name-Yeh Hwei Ling
Age-24
ID-CLASS: USS-CI-2309427
Call Signs-Nighthawk
Aliases-Tricia Kuo, Ping Lee
Birthdate: 03-22-1982
Height-5’4’’
Weight-105 lb
Characteristics-Straight, jet-black hair to just below shoulder blades, usually rolled and pinned against her head. Short, wiry, aggressive nature but highly controlled. Friendly but sophisticated manner. Black eyes and Asian skin.
Training/Special skills-Martial arts afficionado: Tae Kwon Do, Judo, Bersilat, and Escrima, among others. Relishes problem-solving and anything mechanical or energetic, especially munitions. Also plays violin. Carry knife of choice: Gerber Paraframe I. (Not standard govt-issue, but it's her "baby". Plus it's just a pretty little toy.)
Language-Chinese (especially Hakka, Mandarin, Cantonese, Hokkian, Taiwanese, and Fukien), English, Malay, Hindi, French
Education-Secondary school: Australian International School Singapore (1999); University: Stanford University (2003) B.S. Mechanical Engineering, B.A. Asian Studies; Graduate School: Massachusetts Institute of Technology (2005) M.S. Mechanical Engineering
Experience-Internships with various defense-related companies, less than a year with the CIA (Directorate of Science and Technology), now farmed out to the clandestine operations branch.
Relationships-None. Alanna is driven and, for all intents and purposes, single-minded.
Personal Details-Born and raised in Singapore, went abroad for university. Naturalized U.S. citizen 2001; offered by CIA while in graduate school, conditional on finishing Master's degree. The only thing that shares her passion for engineering and technology is the martial arts; the Agency utilizes both. No siblings, parents living in Singapore.
Canon Star Wars:
(short bio)
Name: Jaina Solo
Homeworld: Coruscant
Species: Human
Age: 19
Appearance: Medium-length brown hair, brown eyes, short and athletic. Dress - flight suit or black combat outfit
Skills: Pilot, mechanic, Jedi. Has a special empathy/Force link with her twin, Jacen
Weapons: Violet-bladed lightsaber, X-wing, Force, whatever else happens to be at hand
History: Daughter of Han and Leia Organa Solo, trained at Jedi Academy from age of twelve to fifteen, including a short imprisonment at the Shadow Academy. Afterwards, she was the apprentice of Mara Jade for a short while before flying an X-wing as "Sticks" - Rogue Eleven in Rogue Squadron - and earning the rank of lieutenant. Her eighteenth year saw a brief brush with the Dark Side, from which she rebounded with a clearer view of her role as a Jedi Knight.
Canon Stargate SG-1:
Name: Major Samantha "Sam" Carter
Homeworld: Earth
Species: Human (Tau'ri)
Appearance: Short blonde hair, grey eyes, height: 5'9", standard SGC attire or BDUs and bullet-proof utility vest
Weapons/Skills: Range Weapon: P90 submachine gun; Sidearms: Beretta 92, Zat; Other: hand-to-hand combat, various standard-issue weapons. Over 100 hours clocked in F-16s in the Gulf War, flight experience in XF-302 interceptor. Tends to be workaholic.
Interests: Wormhole physics, motorcycles and lock-picking, though not necessarily in that order
History: She has served in the Pentagon, was previously a flight officer in the Kuwait theater, and has received special training in the F-117/F16. She in an astro-physics genius, holding a Ph.D. in Quantum Mechanics and is a plasma/particle physics expert. She is also an expert on gate technology, having read every bit of information known to exist and has studied the permutations of the gate symbols at length. When the plug was pulled on her gate research project and she was transferred to another base, she continued her research in private. She was able to resume her obsessive work with the gate when the SG-1 team was assembled. Major Carter is single and unattached. She is fiercely loyal to the SGC, and not only brings her extensive scientific knowledge to the program, but also her military training. (thx to
www.sg1archive.com for history)
SW OCs:
Name: Lieutenant Jasson Xereb
Homeworld: Alderaan, now destroyed
Species: Human
Age: 20
Appearance: Medium height, wiry build, combat fit. Dark hair, steel-blue eyes.
Dress: Pilot's, hardy and comfortable. Fireproof jumpsuit, leather flight jacket, utility belt, and flight boots.
Weapons: Two blasters, standard utility knife, X-wing snubfighter
Skills: A first-rate sniper, Jasson rates flying second only to target practice. He's also a crack shot with a blaster, but his first love is the D-294 laser rifle. Since childhood, he has been a student of Gaht-Nohr, the Mentranian grappling art.
Personality: Strong-willed, innovative, intelligent, and aggressive. Suspicious of strangers, and readier to find problems than to fix relationships. He has some lessons to learn.
History: Jasson was born on Alderaan, joining the rebellion when stormtroopers massacred his brother and other youth on Coruscant. Now, with no family, he struggles against bitterness and depression, but has sworn an undying vow to see the Empire overturned.
Name: Tynira Mek
Homeworld: Coruscant
Species: Human
Age: 37
Appearance: Blonde hair usually braided around her head, grey eyes that see more than one would think. Petite figure, but then, size matters not.
Dress: Standard Jedi robes, colored on the lighter side of tan and beige. Field boots. Most Jedi are unadorned, but she does wear a silver ring on her right hand, forged in the shape of a lily.
Weapons: Purple-bladed lightsaber
Skills: Tynira is highly force-sensitive, and is quite adept at manipulating it. Can hold her own in a lightsaber duel, loves to teach and believes that her own students should eventually be able to exceed her skills.
Personality: Cautious, gentle, but stubborn once she sets her mind to something.
History: Tynira was born on Coruscant, but her parents were from the Outer Rim, where her name holds the meaning "Flamelily". She was knighted at a later age than usual, due to her own insistence that she was not yet ready. Naru Kara is her second padawan.
X-Men:
Name: Danele "Dani" Ramos
Codename: Esperanza
Age: 21
Characteristics/Appearance: Normally gentle and unassuming, although recent events have forced her to develop a backbone of steel (metaphorically). Her natural intelligence and political saavy have helped her to survive in this war-torn world. Likes brown leather.
Affiliation: X-Men
Mutation: Telekinesis - the ability to manipulate molecules with her mind. However, the energy that she must expend is proportionate to the number of particles and their distance from her.
History/Background: Spanish father, Basque mother. Her parents were wary of her mutation and took her to several doctors, who declared that they could do nothing about it. Not wanting to split up the family or send her away, Dani's parents insisted that she learn to control her powers. She lived with them until she was eighteen, when they were killed in one of Apocalypse's cullings. Magneto found her and helped her to bring her powers to their full potential.
Good RP Moments:
Half an hour later, Dani found herself being suspiciously inspected from a distance. Following the gaze, she recognized the barkeeper, who obviously remembered her and was anxiously examining his wine-list. She decided not to disappoint him.
"Good evening," she greeted as she glided up to the bar. "If you could find me a Petit-Vedrines Sauternes, I would be much obliged indeed. Remember, the year is extremely important."
He pushed himself away from the bar with a barely audible groan, again heading down cellar. But the request itself had caught the attention of another guest, who turned to Dani with piercing green eyes.
"Another connoisseur, I see." He raised his own long-stemmed glass in salute.
Dani flicked a flirtatious gaze at the tall man with the clipped, distinctly British accent. Black-haired and impeccably dressed, he was definitely someone she should get to know better. "It takes rare taste to enjoy a rare wine," she agreed, stepping closer. "I'm afraid I don't have the pleasure of your acquaintance."
"Well, then, we shall have to remedy that." He bowed very slightly over her proffered hand. "Ernest Reeves, very much at your service."
"Danele Ramos," she smiled, rolling the R. She felt the power roiling just underneath the skin of his hand. A mutant, then. But it was more than likely that he had no ideas she was also one.
He caught the lilt of her accent. "Madrid or Barcelona?"
"Madrid." She lifted the glass the barkeeper had returned with. "To old wine and new friends, then. Salud.
"
"Cheers." ...
As Dani savored the taste of the Sauternes, her new acquaintance turned to make another inquiry. "Have you no escort this evening?"
"No, not this evening," she answered, following his eyes to the dance floor, where couples performed a sedate foxtrot to the light jazz of the band.
"Would you care to do me the honor?"
"My pleasure," Dani responded, but he withdrew before she could take his arm. She watched as he walked over to the band to request a different piece. Returning, Ernest took her hand and drew her onto the dance floor, pulling her into the taut embrace of an Argentinian tango.
The dance floor cleared as the other couples failed to keep up with the energetic rhythm, but Dani had been born to dance. Holding herself straight to maintain the tension between them, she pulled back with the long abrupt steps born in the slums of Buenoes Aires. The red-slashed black of her skirt flared in the turns, lunges, and dips of the dance, her pounding heart keeping time, her senses keenly aware of his right hand ridged under her bare left shoulder-blade.
The rest of the room shrank to a blur as the couple whirled and stepped in the sheer intoxication of the dance. And across the city, a long grandfather clock in Sinister's headquarters struck twelve lonely notes.
As the last gong faded, all of the security stations in the building activated simultaneously, the same message flashing across their green status screens: ESPERANZA VIDA