Whats your character's back-story!?

Sounds like the average teenage girls life What race are you planning to play?

 

Hmmmmm.... Interesting a civilized Floran with a Glitch citizenship...I must catalog this! Maybe even do some further research

 

human propley

 

Hmmm, a human... a wonderful species for my studies.

 

My Avian is a serious, sometimes condescending high ranking officer that had long since abandoned his race due to a nasty event involving invasion. He cares very little for the Apex and their ways for obvious reasons, and he emphasizes that he has no ancestral ties with those that caused the Floran Outbreak. He is a culture expert as well as a natural leader.

 

"They want to fight in the light? We'll show them why they stay to the shadows. We have slain gods, titans, and everything that has crossed our path that wants to harm this universe. We are the Foundation. And nothing stops us."
-O5-D

NAME: C████ L████ J██████
OPERATOR'S TAG: O5-D, Director Jerikho
Profile: A mysterious man who originated in the mythical lands of Richmond, BC, Canada, back in the old ages, O5-D's history is disgustingly varied and puzzling. Some sources say that he was the one who terminated SCP-001-A, saving the world from metaphysical paranormal devastation, and more say that he was an ordinary man suffering tragedy at the hands of SCP-076 in one of it's bloodthirsty rampages. He formed and led MTF-Theta-43, and stopped the formation of a record 29 anomalous objects. Continuing to the present time, Director Jerikho commissioned a recent revival in the SCP Foundation, and between jumping to eldritch dimensions to complete an unknwon superproject and terminating rogue metahumans on the loose, he recently gave control to 05-2, who has been running the organization greatly.
Alterations and Talents:
-Level 5 Regeneration, gained through ancient Tech
-Level 5 Resistance to Reality Warping
-Level X Longevity
Notable Kills/Neutralizations:
-SCP-6756, The Apex Engine. Target eliminated via Level 6 Pulse Cannon and repeated nuclear bombardment.
-SCP-001-R, Zoroastrian War God. Target neutralized through a sacrifice of 3.4 million newborn and disabled through two wandering Sun Eaters.
-SCP-45067, The MissingNo. The MissingNo was an entity comprised of several billion dead Glitch, and had devoured an entire solar system before hand. Terminated via opening a portal to the Realm of Azashoth, where SCP-4442 pulled SCP-45067 into the portal and presumeably devoured it.
-SCP-2311, The Infinite. Eliminated through a peanut butter allergy.

 

I Read it all. I like it.

 

I was setting out to asdadlshdkajskasdh;asd;j asls Memory error.................................................... what was i doing again?

lol best i can do at the moment
after the games out and i see some of the lore i will be able to make a better one

 

Optix was hosting a pool party at the time things went sideways back on Earth.

Finding that he was out of Innis & Gunn and margarita mix, he did what any good host would do, and stumbled off in the direction of the local beer store. Since Optix wasn't blessed with a strong sense of direction, he took a wrong turn upon leaving the 7-11 after stopping off for some taquitos. Thinking he had arrived at his delicious alcoholic drink dispensing destination, he somehow managed to end up in the departure area at the at the central spaceport, only to be inadvertently registered via DNA scan to fly out on the last shuttle.

Still feeling no pain, Optix looked around for an employee who might be able to point him in the direction of the long sought after beverages. After several minutes of grumbling about the terrible service, he finally found what he thought to be the drink cooler, which was really a suspended animation chamber. The door to the supposed cooler seemed to be stuck, so as he gave it some more "oomph", the door flew open causing him to lose his balance when his foot slipped from his flip flop. He stumbled back and became trapped in the chamber directly behind him when the door slammed shut with no way of opening it until the preset timer expired.

Fast forward several bajillion light years to when Optix emerges from stasis, still clad in nothing more than a fire engine red Speedo and a smile. This intrepid explorer and builder extraordinaire is poised to take his rightful place among the stars as he continues to seek out a fresh drink, all the while making the general populace uncomfortable with his well toned, oiled physique and rhythmic thrusting.



Positive qualities: Playful, fun loving, strong sense of right and wrong
Negative qualities: Easily distracted, tends not to take even important things seriously

Moto: Thrust!

 

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Not sure yet, I'll probably make it up as I go along in game.

 

my glitch would have been just got his AI implemented when this happend, he then now has to learn how to do everything only with a bit of knowledge from his programming, but has now have to go and learn everything about the Planet he is stranded on, after finding some wood for fuel, he will travel out to other planets, after that? i dont know yet, we will have to wait and see

 

I am gonna make a bit of a big post. Spoiler tag time.

Once a prominent senator, my guy was, as all people of political intrigue are, a bit corrupt. He would cut a bit off from supply shipments as his "Tax" and torturing those who threatened to reveal this. He was brutal, but he was weak in his care for life, he would never kill anyone. One day, his colleagues caught wind of his antics and made a plan to frame him for several serial killings. The Hylotl authorities raided his building, not finding him, as he had since escaped. He could never return to his past life again, and this he knew. Making up an alias, he bribed some guards to let him on a one-way shuttle. Now, he was hardened by the humiliation his once "Friends" brought upon him. In a rage, he ordered hits on each one, thus beginning his career as a crimelord.

 

I went fast

 

I am an Avian who has recently bought taken a starship. I'm exploring the galaxy in search of the much revered "shiny things" that have long been the discussion of my small hometown. I also seem to suffer from bouts of paranoia, a little bit of occasional bad memory, and hypochondria. Also I enjoy espionage and such, so perhaps I'll also blend into a Glitch village. I shall practice now: Bleep, bloop. Statement, I am a fellow Glitch, allow me passage into the city.

 

Born on Tartarus, a nightmarish lava-filled world named after the imp-like monsters and skeletal creatures that populate the planet, in a small biodome colony named The Haven, J was always interested in the little things his father fiddled with. Clockwork robots, miniture laser-controlled birds, and armies of tiny soldiers that intellegently fought other armies of different colors when turned on were just some of the creations he toyed with. Over time, his fascination grew to an obsession, and he began to build his own. His inventions were much revered in the colony, and work on larger and more powerful machines began. Eventually, he ended up manufacturing an enormous drill capable of withstanding the burning heat outside, and went exploring deep within the wastes, into the heart of hell. There he found monsters, freaks, even the living dead. Nightmares began to surround him, and he found something that long should have stayed buried. By the time he returned, something had changed. Something was different. His creations began to take on a different form. It started with a simple coat of black paint, a mere decoration. Then strange things started to come from his lab. Unnatural whirs, deep growls. The machines started to grow demonic, evil. His father went to check on him one day, and never returned. Security quickly got suspicious, and broke into the building. Inside lay a massive device with red marks all over it, and several black areas that seemed to be pulsing. Something terrible was afoot. That's when they laid eyes on it. Monstrous robotic tentacles now surrounded him, glowing red despite reflecting no light themselves and being utterly black. Within a few seconds, guards swarmed the building, before the entire block was ripped apart. The planet cracked and rumbled before splitting apart, as an etheral glow consumed the colony before it warped out of the swirling nightmare that the world had become.

 

Well, that's enough Starbounds for the day.

 

Wow so many awesome back stories for peoples characters, I am very impressed! I've got nothing on my characters back story I haven't really fleshed him out.

What I do know is his name will be Dot Beta and he will be a chaotic neutral rogueish type that keeps everyone at a distance because he is a lone wolf, but isn't afraid to seek the aid of others when it helps out his own motives. He's also not without compassion, after the dismantling of his loved ones at the hands of the Glitch inquisitors his emotions have been left callused and numb, but he will aid those in need when they need it most, and almost always expects a favor in return.. I think he just needs a hug

Something like that

 

Me... Professor Hershel Mcgirdleburger... Spacebound traveler living out his last days after his planet was destroyed by huge tentacle monsters... The irony is he used to dream of that day.

 

My serfs all call me Noble Lord Seagor The Mighty, Emperor of the Seas, King of the Land, Master of Space, Executioner of Time. I don't know what you f*lthy knaves call me, though.