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Wow thanks. I mean considering nobody's said a single word about this and it's been up for four days I thought I was going to get denied for sure. xD

BYOND Key: TheCritsyBear Character Names: Andy (Android), Calico (Formerly URSA), Vincent Arcirial, Witch, Snake Samurai, and a wizard that one time. How long have you been playing on Aurora: I forget but I'd say enough people know me to vouch that it's been a while. Species you are applying to play: Tajaran. What color do you plan on making your first alien character (Dionaea & IPCs exempt): "Beaver Brown", as you named it. Have you read our lore section's page on this species?: Yes I have. Quite thoroughly, I add. Please provide well articulated answers to the following questions in a paragraph format. One paragraph minimum per question Why do you wish to play this specific race: To be honest, for a long time I didn't want anything to do with them. Sure, they were nice to see and most of them were great characters, but I wanted to stay far away from playing as one. Though, I read some of their lore and some other misc. lore and was inspired to make a character. Now, all I want to do is at least try to get approved. A lot of people probably weren't expecting this. xD Identify what makes role-playing this species different than role-playing a Human: Well, apart from physiological differences which I read quite well on, the social place of Tajara are entirely different from that of humans. As well as their cultural background, origins, ethnicity... There's no real way to describe how they are different, because they are simply too different to easily put into words. It's not like roleplaying a human with fur. Character Name: Sakhar Brooke Please provide a short backstory for this character, approximately 2 paragraphs Sakhar was born after the discovery of his species, but before the liberation of Adhomai. The exact date of his birth is unknown, however he is approximated to be in his forties. His official, legal birthday would make him 37. He has few, if any memories of his homeworld, as during the tension and chaos, he was one of the fortunate war-time "Orphans" to be "Adopted" by kind offworld benefactors. These saintly individuals were not without their alterior motives however, and although he was taken away from the violence and poor conditions, he also lost any parental figures and his right to grow and be a child freely. They did not want children to love and protect, they wanted a barbaric child to make their public image shine, and subjects to map and document the Tajaran genome. Sakhar happened to be one of them. A poster child for Tajaran integration, and an unwilling pioneer for Tajaran genetics. His life was not cruel, and in fact he didn't even mind. He was comfortable, and, from his recollection, his life was never any different. Apart from at one point vaguely recalling having a mother, of course. He was never subjected to any cruel genetic testing, superpower experiments, or even more bizarre trials, only examined regularly and scanned repeatedly. He was, however, a test subject for more mainstream modifications. To date, he does not seem to be any worse for it. He was provided a fine education, even if occasionally bullied. Though, this was not provided out of care for him as a child, but to keep up appearances as the uneducated coal-shoveling barbarian uplifted to fine society and higher education. Although he was incredibly bored by his appointments as a child, when he matured the research he was subjected to left him very intrigued by the subject, and in the future he went on to gain a higher education in the field. As his species began to emerge more in galactic society, it finally occured to him just how different his life was from what he left behind. He was gracious for being removed from the violence of Adhomai in civil crisis, but felt that he lost something important to him, as a Tajaran. He tried many times to get connected to his roots, but was never able to. He attended Tajaran gatherings, seeked to meet with particularly cultured or wise Tajara, but always it ended with nothing. They told him that he was too far disconnected from his heritage to even be considered one of their kin, and further accentuated the point by speaking in their native language, in which he was not fluent. At all. Now, he is a fully grown adult, finally allowed to find his own path. No longer living off of his benefactors, no longer bound to colleges and internships. His upbringing has left him somewhat entitled, but not cold-hearted, and desperately trying to find somebody to connect him to his heritage. He of course carries the common mental deviations to be expected from children raised without any parental figures at all, but they are not debilitating. His most distinguishing feature from others of his species is the lack of a linguistic accent and speech patterns, only carrying the accent brought by differences to humans in physiology that could only be fixed by years of speech therapy, as well as incredible ignorance to his own history and not even knowing the language of his people. What do you like about this character? The potential for roleplay with other Tajara as either an entitled traitor to their own race, or a very lost soul in need of help. Also, roleplay in genetics that doesn't revolve around self-hulking and super powers and stuff and smashing up science, and instead doing actual science and research stuff. How would you rate your role-playing ability? TEN OUDDA TEN But seriously ask someone else. I can't judge myself seriously. Notes: "Ted Wasanasong calls Khan a "banana" - a derogatory term for an Asian who is "yellow on the outside, white on the inside" - making him think he has lost touch with his Laotian heritage."

OMG WAIT LOOK IN THE PICTURE CENTER FRAME WHAT'S THAT PINK SPLOTCH INSIDE JOB CONFIRMED

Reporting Personnel: Vincent Arcirial (V. Arcirial) Rank of Reporting Personnel: Cargo Technician Personnel Involved: Ruh Ajam - Cargo Technician Time of Incident: Location of Incident: The ENTIRE Cargo Bay Nature of Incident: [√]Workplace Hazard []Accident/Injury []Destruction of Property []Neglect of Duty []Harassment []Assault [√]Misconduct [√]Other: BIOHAZARD Overview of the Incident: I arrived to work to find Ruh inebriated to the point of vomiting, and aggressively defending something in the Cargo Bay. I arrived to find HEAPS of trash strewn across the entirety of the Cargo Bay, and in fact a LIVE ANIMAL living in the refuse. The worst was the mailing room, which had bales of broken glass and small piles of squishy brown stinky things that I stepped in twice. He had broken most of the doors, entered the Quartermaster's office, and the trash was even there. Used needles, feces, broken glass, vomit... When asked about the mess, he continued to threaten me if I cleaned it up. Did you report it to a Head of Staff or IAA? If so, who?: Additional notes: Human culture places strong emphasis on this sort of environment being disgusting, particularly where squishy brown piles are involved.

Does anyone have anything to say about Vincent Arcirial? I know he hasn't been around for a while, so I'll probably need to ask again later.

As a note, I stopped working on it when I heard that Wer was doing so, as well. I didn't want to steal it. I like Wer's better, anyway.

"I will be so kind as to give someone else a turn, then. Thank you, Tina." The Android waves goodbye, and without any motion, the camera cuts off. A signal error pops up on the feed, as it apparently didn't disconnect along with it. "And I would like to do this at work very much." The audio pops again, makes a buzzing sound, and then he vanishes from the feed. Very mysterious. Except the name is still in the list of viewers, so it hasn't actually gone anywhere, it just disconnected from center-stage.

Halfway through the reading, the Android cocked its head in a practiced gesture of interest. It nodded through, showing that it was listening and not just off surfing the web with its brain. When she finishes, it continues to silently watch her for about ten seconds before it says anything else. A travesty of social timing. Just as one may chime in to see if it's even concious, it begins droning on again, "I somehow feel better, Tina. Thank you. I am deeply interested in your cards now, you should know. Was that the end of the ritual? I feel like the one card has said enough, but if you wanted to do more I am willing to listen more. I somehow feel excited by the design of this card, like the way a peice of art 'speaks' to an onlooker." The android interrupts itself again with a sudden cutoff. "I apologize. I enjoyed it thoroughly, Tina. You have made me happy." The monitor nods, the foliage on its screen bobbing with the motion.

The monitor is unchanging, so it is unclear if the Android is looking at the cards or not. By its silence, however, one may reasonably wager that it is at least thinking about it. "I would pick your right-most one, because it would be by my left hand, and that is what feels right." He holds up his left hand to show her, using the action to punctuate the statement from the next. "And if I had not feared upsetting your ritual, I would have chosen knowledge of my future. There are many uncertainties about it that cause me anxiety. Such as; With my personality changing so dramatically in such short time periods, what will I be like? Would I even be able to get along with myself? Would my disabilities catch up to my development? Would I be dead? Would I --" The Android makes a sudden POP sound, as if someone unplugged a speaker mid-utterance. It looks downward, like it was ashamed. "...I apologize. I rambled for approximately thirty-three seconds without providing an opertunity to interject." Upon looking back up from its shame, it gestures and says; "Please, continue."

Hi! Back again. I felt like doing this, so don't worry about it if you don't want to use it, Draculabot. I was actually thinking of making a new one, less inspired by the picture you linked and more by the description you gave. Anyway, take a look! I'm the least happy with the side directions. Now all I'd need to do is recolor it and give it special hands for every department. I'm not sure what Sec and Janitor would get, though.

I wasn't sure how closely you wanted it to follow the picture, but I made a sort of concept front-facing sprite to see. Is this what you're thinking of? I won't be hurt if you say no. Note: It floats up and down like it's hovering when in-game. (Engineering module.) Critsy the unsolicited mediocre spriter strikes again!

In defense of Atmos, they didn't do anything wrong. Atmos was fine, I just made it look like it was borked. I have no idea why anyone was gasping considering I was careful to make sure nothing was amiss. As one of the antags myself, I own up to: 1. Gank-y, slightly bad RP behavior. When an Atmos Tech walked in to see what happened, I told him some IPC stuff and to prepare to be shot at, and continued to talk to him while I purposefully clicked the tiles next to him aiming at his legs. The next one I accidentally shot his leg and his hand off before I could say much. He wasn't very happy and I felt really bad. ;c 2. Not knowing what I was really doing mechanically due to never playing this specific antag. I felt like the fool of the group. 3. Not really being with the greater picture considering we apparently came to some kind suicide pact, myself being the only one who didn't explode on purpose. My character was apparently the only one who valued his own life. And he was an IPC. Go figure.

While I love the desk, and you did seem to make it a little bigger, now it seems as though it will be even /harder/ to fit more than one extra person in there! D; People tend to bring their friends with them often, surprisingly, and once I had a person and three of their friends come in. It was hard as it is. ;c Also, I will miss the water cooler dearly... It helped RP, believe it or not.

Normally Andy is a Roboticist, so you probably saw mine, yes. I haven't seen any other characters named Android with the nickname Andy, so you probably saw mine in other cases, too. Lately Andy has gone from Roboticist to Psychologist.

Hi. Does anyone have anything to say about Andy?

As a show of good faith despite the outlook seeming grim for poor Potatohboi, I've went ahead and whipped up some pretty crude sprites. The first is obviously just a recolor of the default headphone sprite. The second is a super-huge kind of shoddy spess ipod.

That is a good point. People are unlikely to notice a tiny white sprite, true. But, people also may not notice a little note in flavor text or a pose. Additionally, if anything IC is to come of it, it's less likely to happen if it's just a "Oh by the way I have earbuds." rather than a clearly defined physical item.

The camera stops,the back of a very uncomfortable chair now visible past the machine's body. He appears completely unaware of his camera's hijinks. "It is a long story of how I came to have this account." The monitor briefly flashes to an image of a dark warehouse, as if that means anything. It returns to the sunny meadow rather quickly, as to not upset his aura of calm. "I do not use it often, but I saw that your name and that you had few listeners-" He interrupted himself, apparently thinking insult could be derived from his words. "So, it is a spiritual ritual? Then, I would not wish to sully it with greed by asking for something specific. I am merely curious to see what happens, and how it works." The machine seems vaguely mystified in tone, struggling to sound emotive. "Tell my fortune, Witch Doctor Tina." The camera seems stable, for now...

Allow me to play Devil's Advocate once again, since it would seem everyone loves to hate Travis. I used to roleplay with Travis frequently, and it wasn't until later that somebody asked me why I was hanging out with him that I realized anyone disliked him. To me, he may have some strange habits with telescience, but he also knows how to use it quite well, and is generally a pretty cool guy when you get to know him. OOC'ly, Furry has been nothing but nice to me since we met. I understand, to an extent, why some dislike his character, but what I really don't understand the ire for him as a player. Don't get me wrong, I get the arguments made against him, but... Not a single "I mean he's pretty nice, though."?

As the suggesting psychologist, I approve of this item. Though, it requires spriting, which may reduce its chances of being accepted if nobody steps up to do it. Perhaps if your application gets denied, you could simply say it didn't even help a little bit. +1!

Someone finally responds, though initially they would appear they have no camera attached to whatever device they may be using. A quiet, calm voice spoke out, clearly synthetic but not harsh or overly robotic; "My apologies, one moment..." The camera snaps on, facing a computer with a display of a grove filled with earth-like vegetation, primarily roses. Behind it, too close to see anything else, stood a mostly empty bookshelf. A light chimes from beneath the monitor seemingly indicative of speech. "There. Hello, Witch Doctor Tina. I did not expect to see you on this site." A gloved hand raised up in greeting. "You recognize me, don't you? I am intrigued; Would your cards apply to me? Do they work efficiently, or are they just a game?" The camera awkwardly tries to adjust itself to have more than just a monitor visible. A pair of dainty robo-shoulders slowly pans into frame.

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((I support this thread and hope to some day contribute with my character.))

There's a few custom chassis left over from good ol' bay already in the code, actually. One of which I've seen an admin use while playing synthetics before, and one of which is interestingly an artificial human. There's also an entire "Combat" module, which I've always wanted to try out. It looks kind of like a droideka.

Haruspex: Although Andy and Haruspex have only met a handful times, each time with ascending levels of hostility (The first being a tea party, the last one ending in a slap to the face.) He's still an entertaining character to be around. Andy still considers him one of his friends, and even drops his name occasionally. Most recently, he mentioned that demonstrating to Haruspex a self-defense maneuver he learned may be the only reason he would ever gain enjoyment from knowing it. Schnuffler:I don't actually know who Schnuffler is, but I do know that he once flooded the station with N2O and saved Andy's life by doing so.