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@MusicElle-is-here

Name: CNDR-06 aka Ella Louise Hendrix
Nicknames: Cinder, Cinderella (not a fan of either of these), El (only her friends are allowed to call her this), Hendrix
Age: technically 3, but she appears to be 24 both mentally and physically
Gender: unsure, but generally uses she/her pronouns (since she is extremely advanced artificial intelligence, she has begun to become more and more humanlike, questioning things like her gender and sexuality)
Appearance: Ella looks virtually flawless, since she was designed to look beautiful, the only cue that she isn't a regular human. Other than that, she looks just like a flesh and blood young woman. Ella has soft, mocha-colored skin and deep brown eyes with long lashes. She has naturally rosy cheeks and perfect, full lips. She has long, curly dark brown hair that goes nearly to her waist, and the hands of a piano player, able to kill with deadly precision. She has perfectly groomed eyebrows and an oval face shape. Ella has an hourglass figure and stands at 5' 7", looking like a model.
Personality: Ella was designed to be as human-like as possible, and with every year that she's been "alive," she has picked up more and more human traits. She was more cold and calculating at first, but now she exhibits emotions and is starting to actually feel emotions as well, which she tries to hide, since she believes it to be a glitch in her coding. Sometimes she will blurt out information that she feels very strongly about, due to a glitch in her coding. She is a logical thinker, and can be a bit rude without meaning to, simply stating facts. Ella only cares about others so much as what they can do for her.
Sexuality: questioning
Fairytale character: Cinderella
Backstory: Ella was created in a lab on the planet Nexis, which in many ways is similar to Terra, but has much more advanced technology and more species. Species-wise it is a bit of a mixing pot, having many Terrans there, which is what Ella was based off of. Her creator, or "father", as she called him, originally made her to see if he could achieve true artificial intelligence, and she was his sixth attempt. He was certain he'd prevailed, and he studied her closely for the next year and a half, until he mysteriously died. Once he did, his older sister took over. She had wanted to make Ella into a soldier, so that she could destroy all of her enemies with ease. The lab was destroyed and the sister vanished before she could get too far into reprogramming Ella, though some things stayed. Ella, having no idea what to do, figured she might as well do the only things she was good at–killing and putting her advanced intelligence to use. She joined the group aboard the Nevermore to hopefully earn money and then figure out what she wanted, but the programming left over from her "father's" sister is still in her. (Hopefully this makes sense, I'm still working on it.)
Skills: She can code, knows any language almost instantly (or least any language that her "father" would have known of, so if it's a new or obscure language she may not know it), knows a lot of facts and information, can fight in many different ways, and is a decent mechanic in a pinch. Can use many kinds of machinery.
Power/s?: Technically none, though she has more stamina and strength than an average human due to her metal skeleton and synthetic organs.
Position on ship: gunner/fighter
Likes: Brain teasers/puzzles, learning new things, reading, boxing, cloudy days, and being right.
Dislikes: Extreme hot or cold weather, getting wet, emotions (they're confusing and she's unused to them), and other peoples' emotions (especially when someone cries in front of her, she's the worst at comforting people).
Hobbies: Any form of learning intrigues her, as well as practicing her fighting techniques.
Pets: none
Other: Makes interesting choices for outfits, especially shoes.

@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

(I should probably add them into the character list)
(I absolutely love the new, revised versions!! Is Ella on the Nevermore or the other ship? And I cant wait for Luna and Pan's dynamic)
(I realize I hate the ship name WolfStar and want to change it, I was thinking of EverHeart?)

@FanfictionFanatic-The-Elder group

(Idk… She was on the same ship as Pan and Luna last time but I guess I'm fine with either ship. And I’ll leave the captain position open to one of the others. I have a hard time picturing Alice in that post.)

@MusicElle-is-here

(I should probably add them into the character list)
(I absolutely love the new, revised versions!! Is Ella on the Nevermore or the other ship? And I cant wait for Luna and Pan's dynamic)
(I realize I hate the ship name WolfStar and want to change it, I was thinking of EverHeart?)

(thanks! and ella's on nevermore with the "villains"! also same, their dynamic should be fun lol. everheart sounds cool)

@Becfromthedead group

(You can start without me if need be. I should for real get a character in in the next couple of hours. I had to give a presentation today, it's been hectic lmao)

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(I'm going to have to drop out of this, I currently don't have the space for a group RP. Sorry!)

@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

The atmosphere in the ship was tense but relaxed. They had just returned from a mission on planet Sarcoria and came back with enough Rixian scales to buy a new ship. All they had to do was sell them in the Intirium Market, the biggest marketplace in all the galaxies. Luna had placed the coordinates in the system and let the A.I do most of the work while she took a break from her responsibilities. She changed out of her suit into her casual clothes and put on her cloak. She walked down the hall from her cabin and made her way to the navigation room. Luna wasn't sure if the rest of the crew would be there, the mission had taken a toll on all of them.

The bright lights in the room were unnecessarily bugging her until she realized that her eyes were tuned to hypersensitivity. Blinking a few times helped her change both the colour and the sensitivity of her eyes. It was one of the cooler things she got from her mother's side of the family. Luna ran her tongue across her teeth and opened a new Captains log to input the information about this adventure. She still had to call their buyer but decided to take a break before moving onto that.


On the other side of that very same gal
axy, Ravenna was singing her heart out on the surface of a planet while the rest of her crew was stocking up on stolen crystals. It was one of ther stranger things they used but it was an important part of their ship. The crystals made up part of their engine but a fight between the crew last week damaged it. Ravenna won't say of she caused the fight but she will say that she was "singing her praises."

Once the crew got all the necessary crystals. They hopped onto the ship and ravenna stopped singing, running for her life from the mob behind her.

@Becfromthedead group

Name: Jun Fa
Nicknames: nah
Age: 22
Gender: genderfluid, they/them pronouns
Appearance: 5'1, black hair just a little above shoulder length, frequently tied back. Deep brown eyes. Small frame, but has a good bit of muscle. Medium tan-colored skin. They usually wear the color green or red, baggy comfortable pants, boots, and generally have a comfy style, though their gender presentation itself can vary pretty greatly. They have a red dragon tattoo on their right forearm, and sometime you swear you can see it moving
Personality: Headstrong and protective, but also a bit of a goofball at times. They know when to put up a fight and when to back down, but they do have a lot of fight in them. They can be a little bit awkward at times and deep down fear they have trouble fitting in, but you would never know that.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Fairytale character: Mulan
Backstory: They came from a poor family with older parents and no siblings. Their father is out of work and disabled, and their mother runs a small boutique that's not quite enough to support the family. Jun is deeply loved by their parents and has had a relatively normal life, not wrought with much tragedy, but they knew they needed to help their parents. Now they work on the ship and send money home to their parents.
Skills: Fighting hand-to-hand, swimming, shooting, secretly a good gardener
Power/s?: their tattoo springs to life as a sort of ghost fighter next to them (functions not so different from a stand if anyone is familiar with Jojo? Best way I can describe it, sorry)
Position on ship: Uhhh idk, like weapons or something maybe?
Likes: Has a fun little fascination with blades, enjoys sparring for fun, plants
Dislikes: Lack of autonomy, the feeling of being useless
Hobbies: Gardening, painting, makeup
Pets: A black cat named Cricket
Other: nothing atm

@MusicElle-is-here

Peter was already bored, having doodled some pictures in the sketchbook he kept in his room. The mission had been stressful, sure, but it was a success, so shouldn't they be celebrating right now? At least that was the young man's conclusion. He couldn't get enough excuses to have a good time or throw a party. Birthday? Awesome, time for a party! New crew member? Cool, party time! The anniversary of your cat's first hairball? Good enough for a party!

One of the things about the Lost Boys was that while they were notorious for being clever and capable pirates, they had also had a lot of fun on the ship. They were sort of party boys, though that wasn't something as well known as the rest of the information about them. The best way to decompress after high stakes missions was a nice party or hang out with your crew, after all, especially if it involved alcohol of some sort.

So, naturally, he went about searching for the captain. Peter was still annoyed that he had given the title of second in command, or first mate, whatever one wanted to call it. He'd been thieving pirate for as long as he could remember, so that job should've come naturally to him. Though he supposed it was him who'd deigned to join Luna's crew in the first place. He still thought he was the better pilot, though, but that could just be the god complex talking. Not that he had a god complex. Mostly.

At any rate, the second place he checked happened to be the navigation room. His face broke into a sunny smile the moment he saw her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Lulu!" he crowed, prancing over to her. He liked to call people nicknames, and their reactions to his nicknames, whether negative or positive, were amusing to him. "We should all get together and throw a party or something! I mean, we just nailed that mission, am I right or am I right? A party would be the perfect way to decompress!"


Meanwhile, Ella was getting highly annoyed with the angry mob currently chasing them. She huffed, hurrying towards the ship with the others, her curls in a perfect ponytail behind her. Everything about Ella was perfect–that was one of the things she prided herself on. She was the most perfect model of artificial intelligence to exist, both mind and body, or so she liked to think. A few wispy strands of hair had come loose at the front of her ponytail, which she had failed to notice yet in her current running for her life. But when she did, she'd be annoyed. Despite the fact she was metal and synthetics instead of flesh and blood, her hair was irritatingly human-like sometimes.

The second she reached the ship, she headed straight for her post as gunner. "Alright, let's get out of here!" she cried, getting everything ready. She was going to blast these bastards to hell.

@FanfictionFanatic-The-Elder group

Alice sighed a little as she wandered towards the galley of the ship. A cup of tea always helped her relax after a stressful mission, even if it was a stereotype. But it was one she enjoyed no matter where in the universe she was. It was a nice constant for her.

She rolled her eyes when she overhead the boisterous first mate talking with the captain. Though the idea of a party did have a certain appeal to it. “What kind of party were you thinking of?” she asked before she could hold back her curiosity.