.death before morning. | open&accpeting. | mass effect |

[tsukimi.]

a mass effect roleplay.


Arcturus Space Station. Also home to the prestige N7 training program.The graduating class of 2157 just received notice of the distress call from Shanxi. Alliance Command is deploying the new soldiers; with Second Lieutenant Anderson at the helm. Their first mission: Reclaim Shanxi. Tension will run high as the squad leave the academy and get a taste of actual combat and a fight for the lead. Faced with the uncertainty of looming war, humanity's boldest and bravest must make some necessary decisions, and some use some unnecessary force. The First Contact War has begun, the fear of possible extinction freshly seeping into the hearts of the human race. In the mist of battle, a darker, more sinister organization arises. The Alliance was beginning to lose it's grip on it's troops, some soldiers defecting. These defects decided to join up with Cerberus, a pro-human organization, thinking that it was better, not so uptight atmosphere. They guessed wrong. Humanity realized they now fought two enemies, one in front of the line, and another on home soil. And Anderson's team was caught in the middle. Second thoughts are being made, along with hasty, rookie mistakes. This isn't just about what their willing to sacrifice.

Are you willing to risk the life of family and friends for the sake of freedom?

[tsukimi.]

one. ||
Tess's and Nick's Rules.

two. ||
Even the genders and species even.I don't want ten humans are two alien species. Please.

three.||
Put effort on your writing. I would like you guys to write two paragraphs, at least eight sentences each. Detailed!

four. ||
Anything further than kissing has to go time skip.

five. ||
Swearing isn't allowed, even if you star it out.

six. ||
You can put up your own forms, just make sure to include everything important is there.

seven. ||
Tell me what you're characters are gonna be first. I don't want you to end up making the form and than not saying what you character is without telling me, it just makes things easier for me.

eight. ||
Giving credit along is not enough if the artwork is someone's private work. Nothing should be copyrighted.

nine ||
please have played at least one of the games, know what you are doing.

[tsukimi.]

name | age | species | position in war | sexuality | user.


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name | age | human | position in war | sexuality | user.
name | age | human | position in war | sexuality | user.
name | age | human | position in war | sexuality | user.
name | age | human | position in war | sexuality | user.

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lykon cato | twenty years | turian | soldier | bisexual | vakarian;
caelus kilkaren | twenty two years| turian | combat medic | bisexual | black kistune.
name | age | turian | position in war | sexuality | user.
name | age | turian | position in war | sexuality | user.

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name | age | quarian | position in war | sexuality | user.
name | age | quarian | position in war | sexuality | user.

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xefferris 'xeff ' t’loak| one hundred and two | asari | mercenary | pansexual | meijhana.
name | age | asari | position in war | sexuality | user.

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if you want to add any other race/species, just ask c;

[tsukimi.]

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Class:
Allegiance;
Personality:
Physical Description:
( written out, please. )
Family:
Romantic Interest:
Sexuality:
Flaws:
Strengths:
Other:


this is just a template! you can make your own forms, if you like or use this one and personalize it c:

[tsukimi.]

Name:

Lykon Cato. I was born on Palaven, just outside of the capital, Cipritine. My father briefly served in the military, before he realized that being a soldier wants his thing. I don't know where I got it from. Maybe my mother. But I wouldn't know. Ever since my father died, she hasn't spoken a word in six years. Lykon means several things. Patience is not my strong point, neither is stress/strain.Change and being able to travel make me happy, being entitled to my own opinion also does.The name creates a quick, analytical, and clever mind; I am creative, versatile, original, and independent.

Age:

Recently turned twenty years old, by turian standards.
{ same age in human years }

Gender:

Male, pretty sure. If you don't believe me , fine.

Species:

Turian. I think. Maybe I'm just a shape-shifting asari. If so...weird. Never heard of one of those before.

Class:

Infiltrator, I've got one deathly shot.

Allegiance;

The Turian Hierarchy. And of course the turian military.

Personality:

An uncontrollable ball of energy who's only goal is to outdo himself. That's basically what describes Lykon. He's fun loving and loves to make others laugh. He's constantly trying to try a stunt even better than the last or redoing one without getting hurt. He's easily agitated and gets bored rather quickly. He ignores people that try to calm him down or get him to stay put. It's impossible anyways. He's always moving, even in his sleep. Tapping a pencil or kicking his legs is enough to keep him sustained until he gets out and runs into a wall.

Lykon is difficult to keep up with. He's always going from place to place and never lets his guard down. Whenever you see him, whether it's in the , anywhere, he's constantly moving.

You'll never see Cato crying or sad over anything at all. He keeps that for when he's alone, or thinks he is. He's always laughing, smiling, or wiggling around. An emotion you will constantly see is anger. He's always sticking up for others and sometimes gets himself hurt in the process. He'll do anything for a good rush. Jumping off a building isn't out of his limits.

Physical Description:

w.i.p

Family:

A younger brother and a mother who barely speaks to any one now.

Romantic Interest:

If this is a question about who I find attracted to, I have no answer.

Sexuality:

I'm not entirely sure right now. Let's just say bisexual.

Flaws:

wip.

Strengths:

wip.

Other:

artwork is not mine, all credit goes to krubbus

[tsukimi.]

[tsukimi.]

bump

[meijhana]

Name:

“Call me Xeff.”||Xefferris T’Loak. She shortens her name for simplicity’s sake, and often curses the fact that her mother gave her such an unusual name. If she remembers correctly, it means something obscure in the old asari dialect, but she never really was one for history. Born to a turian father and an asari mother in Nos Astra on Ilium, she spent the better part of her childhood watching her mother, a high powered business woman, taking down competitors with ruthless efficiency, and her father playing guard for an information broker. When Xeff reached her maiden years, she left Ilium as soon as possible. Sure, the laws there were far more relaxed than they were in many other places, but the corporate life seemed dull and lifeless. Why fight with words when you could fight with fists? She immediately enlisted in training to become one of the adept Asari Huntresses when she was 73 years of age, and for the next 29 years she spent her time honing her skills to become a formidable warrior.

Age:

“One hundred and two this last year. It might sound like a lot, but we’re a remarkably long-lived species.”||Recently entered into young adulthood.

Gender:

“We only have one gender, so male and female don’t mean much to us, but female, for your purposes.


Species:

“I’m an asari. My mother was asari, but my father was turian, and my grandfather was krogan. No purebloods in this family.”


Class:

“Adept. If you want biotics, you’ll get them.”||Xeff is part of a specialized class of asari known as huntresses. She spent years learning how to use her body and her biotics as a weapon. She’s not a very good shot, but when she’s up close to her target she’s as deadly as any gun. She chose to focus heavily on her biotics as well as hand-to-hand combat, and likes to use a combination of the two when fighting.

Allegiance;

“I’m a mercenary. I go wherever the money is.”||Though she calls herself a mercenary, she is really more of an assassin. She prefers to work either alone or in very small groups, mainly because her style of fighting isn’t well suited for the full out assaults that many mercenary groups are sent on. However, her allegiance is fluid, and at the moment she doesn’t really have an emotional or political investment in anything that will sway her one way or the other.

Personality:

“I’ll bite. What do you want to know?”||From the time she was a child Xeff always had an unquenchable thirst for adventure. Whether it was standing on the edge of the railing at her mother’s tall office building, or trying to follow her dad to work so that she would get to see him beat up the bad guys, even if it meant putting herself in physical danger. She didn’t care though. All of the reprimands in the world couldn’t keep her from still trying to find ways to have little adventures of her own. That is one of the reasons she pursued a military life rather than life as a civilian. Because of this attitude, she tends to take on tasks that are seemingly beyond her skill level. She’ll throw herself into situations where failure seems inevitable, but for the most part she makes it out alright. She tends to be reckless in her dealings with others,, although from the outside it might sometimes look like she has calculated her every move.
Although she has the tendency to jump out of the frying pan and into the fire, to use a human saying, she can also be very smart when it comes to tactical matters when she wants to. Part of her nearly thirty year training was learning how to best get in and out of a situation with as little collateral damage as possible, and from time to time she actually thinks back to those lessons and uses what she learned.
However, all the training in the world couldn’t get rid of her competitive side. Xeff always wants to be the best. At everything. Of all of the things that drive her crazy, the thing she hates most is losing. Going shooting with her is never a good idea, because even though she misses nearly everything at long range, eventually she will snap and just break the targets in her own way. Whether it be a footrace, shooting games, or seeing who can hold their breath the longest, Xeff wants to win, and she will push herself to the limits to do so, regardless of whether or not it harms her in the long run.
When interacting with others, Xeff typically comes off as very aloof and nonchalant. She holds herself as though she knows something that no one else does, and is incredibly cocky in the way that she talks with others. Most of this is only a façade, though. In reality, she has merely adopted these characteristics in order to manipulate those around her, which, in her line of work, has proved to be invaluable. When she gets to know people, much of her cocky attitude still remains, but it comes off as less haughty and more lighthearted. She lives for adrenaline, and can never say no to a dare.

Physical Description:

“You’re looking at me now, aren’t you?”||Xeff is quite pale by asari standards, and her skin is more of a whitish-blue rather than the true blue or even deep purples that many of her peers boast. Her scalp is only slightly darker than the skin on her face. She has very light grey eyes and long, dark lashes that she tends to accentuate with dark makeup as well. She has blue-grey facial markings above and below her eyes that extend into her scalp as well. They can also be found on her arms, legs, and back. She has a slender figure, more so than many other asari, and though still attractive, she sometimes thinks of herself as looking rather boyish. She has long, willowy limbs and a rather short torso, but it suits her just fine. While she doesn’t’ look like much, Xeff’s body has been toned by her work, and she is surprisingly muscular for someone of her size. Her muscles are all from agility though. She is strong enough for what she does, but if she were to compete against other races or even other asari in feats of strength, she would most certainly lose.

Family:

“Well, Mom’s still on Ilium, and I think she’s actually nearing her matriarch stage, now that I come to think about it. Like I said, Dad was a turian, and they don’t live all too long, so he died ‘round forty years ago. My grandfather, the krogan, is still alive, and he lives with my mom on Ilium. My grandmother died ages ago. She wasn’t exactly young.”||She is also the younger half-sister of Aria T’Loak, but her mother hasn’t really told her about “that side of the family.”

Romantic Interest:

“You kidding me? I’m too busy for stuff like that.”

Sexuality:

“Er, I’m an asari…so I suppose pansexual? Gender and species don’t really matter to us for the most part.”

Flaws:

“What flaws?”
-Cocky attitude-
-Physical strength-
-Shooting guns, particularly at long distance-
-Competitive nature-
-Reckless-
-Temper sometimes gets in the way-

Strengths:

“All of them, obviously.”
-Biotics-
-Way with words-
-Agility-

Other:

Artwork and character both belong to me. Sorry for sketchy quality of image.

[tsukimi.]

it looks good! accepted! thanks for join (: }

[Rexton Grey]

Name:
"Caelus Kilkaren; it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Being born to a single parent in turian society isn't really that big a deal, but it makes for an odd situation. Caelus wears his mother's clan-paint and has taken her last name, seeing as how he has had no contact with his father since birth. His mother was a light-hearted engineer that had served aboard the dreadnought Xillion until her pregnancy had forced her to take a leave from duty. She took a job at a research facility on Palaven when raising Caelus, serving as a tech consultant for a weapons development program. Though a large amount of the tech knowledge rubbed off on him, none of it stuck as so well as when he went through a pre-boot camp preparatory program. He devoured basic first aid courses before any of his classmates had even come close, and his mother immediately went looking for shadowing and studying opportunities in a medical field for him. At seventeen he graduated from boot camp with above-average scores and a recommendation for specialized training with the Lifebringer Brigade, which he both took and excelled at. At nineteen he moved on from behind-the-lines medical procedures to actual combat medicine. Now a fully certified field medic, he has been selected for active combat.

Age:
"Twenty-two, following the Palaven Standard Calender. It feels good to be in my prime."

Gender:
"Um, male. Have you never seen a turian female before?"

Species:
"Turian, and proud."

Class:
"I'm currently serving as a combat medic. In other words, I get to both put bullets in other people and take them out of you."

Allegiance:
"The Hierarchy, or the Turian Empire if you prefer. My first duty is to Palaven."

Personality:
"Hmm, not really used to being asked that. Thoughtful, I suppose; I like careful planning and then the execution of said plans. Things don't generally work out as planned on a battlefield, but I feel better with some well-defined goals and strategies to get behind. Out of combat, I try to be friendly and enjoy some good-natured ribbing or sparring. If I have to patch up a few holes in you, I'd like for you to trust me beforehand."
"There's more to me than that, really, but I don't want to bore you with my self-examinations. Don't be afraid to try and just talk to me to judge for yourself! I don't bite... hard."

Physical Description:
"Give me a moment, I've got my medical file somewhere on this thing. I swear my measurements change on me from posting to posting, just to make me wait for new uniforms that fit. Ah! Here we are."
"Caelus Kilaren, one meter and ninety-nine centimeters in height -or, alternatively, six foot five-, and weighing in at an average of two hundred and five pounds. Kilkaren has undergone remarkable conditioning for someone of his profession -Spirits, I'm a combat medic, of course I did some conditioning!- and seems to easily maintain his leanly muscled build. Arm and leg measurements are average in length and thickness, shoulder and torso measurements are slightly under the average length."
"They even have my fringe length in here... I think I'm going to skip some of the more detailed stuff."
"Identifiable features: plates are dark brown in coloration with skin being a much lighter shade of the same color; white tattoos are of the full-face kind, taking up much of the visible surface of his facial plates; green eyes."

Family:
"That's be my mother. She's currently serving aboard the Xillion again, after taking a several-year leave and a planetside job to deal with me. I'm, unfortunately, lacking a father or siblings."

Romantic Interest:
"Oh, no one right now. I've never really been in one place long enough to form any lasting relationships."

Sexuality:
"Oh... OH. I'm *ahem* bisexual."

Flaws:
"Hah! In as fine a specimen of my species of myself? Unheard of!"

Caelus is not a leader. He may be a very logical and tactically-minded person, but he's never been quite comfortable holding the reigns of command. He has a tendency to invade other people's privacy in pursuit of knowledge, as well. And once he's set his mind, it's set in stone; you'd need a chisel to break him out of it. He has a long fuse that gets harder and harder to put out the further along it's burned.

Strengths:
"If we're talking combat, I can handle pistols and assault rifles with the best of them, as well as perform some basic hacking and reprogramming with an omnitool. Also, I have more medical knowledge crammed into my head that every other member of a frigate's crew, combined."
"If we're talking character, the words determination and passion come to mind. I don't do things small when I do them! I'm very confident in both my logical and moral decisions and have never had to worry about self-doubt. I'd like to also say that I'm modest, but I have it from several accounts that I'm anything but. I have no lack of social or diplomatic skills and I know how to think on my feet, even if I like careful planning more."

Other:
N/A