|Lorcan 'Al Ale|
|Family (or Creators):||Mother - Geshrin - Gwenevere,Father - ID-SOL - Evan|
|Organization:||Star Army of Nepleslia|
|Rank:||Private 3rd Class|
|Occupation:||Tech Staff - Mechanical Maintenance|
|Current Placement:||Cirrus Station|
Height: 6'10 Mass: 210 Lbs. Measurements: N/A Bra Size: N/A
Build and Skin Color: He's got a lean, tall, big boned frame packed with muscle from head to toe, but mostly situating in his chest and arms. His skin is a soft golden tan, getting lighter in some areas than others.
Facial Features and Eye Color: He still retains his boy-ish looks, with a soft rounded jaw, small nose and high forehead. His eyes are a soft baby blue, darker around the iris and lighter on out. There is a barely noticeable scar that runs from the middle of his forehead to his hairline from when he cracked his skull as a child.
Hair Color and Style: He has long, black hair that reaches a few inches past the tops of his shoulders. It's straight and tends to keep a central part. The ends are dyed a light brown and it's either in his face or pulled back in a topknot or ponytail.
Distinguishing Features: His only outward distinguishing features are that of the scar on his forehead, one on his back and his absurdly long hair. Then there's the tattoo on his upper right shoulder 'SC ~ Ire'
Personality: Rarely Emotional, Skittish, Defensive, Skilled, Loyal, Deadly, Often Anti-social, Loves his Machines and flying things
Likes: Anything that doesn't talk back, heavy metal, Industrial cleaning fluid, Bar fights, Irish beer, women, fruits and veggies, fish, poultry Dislikes: Insults to his family name, Jokes about him or his heritage, Most alcoholic beverages, being inside a power armor, being out numbered, lies, meat[beef] Goals: Earn enough personal wealth and prestige to retire and open his own business in dealing parts, pieces and junk.
Major points: - Grew up in the slums of Nepleslia, Got thrown off a third story balcony when he was eight by his angry father, Had metal plates inserted under the skin of his head to hold his head together, Had his father go KIA while on active duty, Had a close encounter with a punching dagger during a fist fight, leaving a two inch scar between his shoulder blades, Meet his mentor and learned how to defend himself, Got a tattoo on his shoulder when he was initiated into a gang, Went into the army shortly after his discovery of love for anything mechanical.
The long version:
~ Rough It Up ~
Lorcan grew up in the slums on the edges of Funky City, living in a small rundown apartment he shared with his biological mother Gwen. He managed to stay out of the way and out of the attentions of the local gangs up through his sixth birthday and then he started getting hard lessons in sticking up for himself. When he was eight his father finally got angry at the fact that his son wasn’t sticking up for himself and always coming home with bruises and cuts and scrapes. So he took him up the empty third floor of the building. Evan got angry seeing that his son was learning nothing and gave him a particularly hard punch sent Lorcan over the railing. He ended up sticking the landing for about a second or two before he fell right over and cracked his skull on the hard pavement.
~ Defense, Fence and Ire ~
Lorcan meets his mentor, a local pick-pocket, after helping the kid out of a dumpster after a particularly nasty gang vs. gang fight. Sensing that all Lorcan’s muscle could come in handy his mentor, Fence, taught Lorcan all he knew of Martial arts and Hand-to-hand combat in exchange for use of Lorcan as a body guard. He specialized in Martial arts and with his self-schooling in gymnastics he became a rather nasty human weapon. After a while Fence ended up picking a fight with the wrong kid from one of the gangs. Of course Lorcan meets the challenge to a fist fight. Of course it started off with them roughing each other up one on one in an alley. Throwing each other against walls and punching and kicking until the gangster pulled out a punching dagger and tried for a pot shot at Lorcan’s back. It must have been luck for the blade entered at an angle and ended up missing his spine by fractions of an inch. The gangster got the shiznits kicked out of him and Fence took Lorcan to the hospital to get stitched up. As a result he ended up buying the twin knives he now wears tucked inside his boots. Each is a foot long with a solid stainless steel blade, handles carved from poached ivory and wrapped in black leather for an easier grip. He also started wearing black leather, fingerless biker gloves over steel knuckles.
~ One of Us ~
Days later the leader of the Ire Gang came knocking with the excuse that since they had lost one of their best fighters to Lorcan he was to fill in the position and Lorcan accepted, with Fence on his heels. As part of the initiation ceremony into the gang Lorcan was told to choose a name for himself and ended up picking Sean Cathal meaning “God’s Gracious Gift of a Great Warrior”. To complete his initiation into the gang they had his upper right arm tattooed with his ‘gang name’ initials and the name of the gang. Form added effect and for his heritage he had tiny crosses put into the e and a’s.
~ Lost One ~
Lorcan’s father went MIA during the time Nepleslia was seceding from the Yamatai Empire. Nobody knows which battle or exactly when, just that the fact his body turned up eventually and he was listed as KIA and his family notified. Lorcan didn’t take this as hard as his mother did, not really having been close enough to his father to get attached.
~ Avid Reason ~
The only hells Lorcan had to live through after his father died was the names he was called after his father’s last name was released to the press. Mostly it was the fact that everyone was calling his father the ‘AWOL asshole’ that got him into the habit of taking any jokes or insults to his family name seriously resulting in flying fists and a bear of a temper he inherited from his father.
~ Escape ~
He managed to slip out of the gang and off to the military when he went with Fence on one of the boy’s several pick pocketing journeys. Lorcan left with the excuse of getting more drugs. Then made off for the stars and the shelters the Government offered, squirreling away with his penchant for mechanics and fixing things with his hands. Of course he was then trained to put his skills to further use and ended up here, a young, new maintenance mechanic with a future of possibilities ahead of him and a goal to become a humble business owner.
Lycan knows how to make major and minor repairs and do regular maintenance on anything from Bicycles to small shuttles and all ground side machinery and vehicles. He's also skilled in repair and maintenance on Power armors and can manage small repairs and maintenance on star ships, destroyers and cruisers if he has access to the right tools and if it's direly needed.
Lycan knows how to do advanced and rapid fire Gymnastics maneuvers -think Olympic level- without hesitation in many situations -like zero or low gravity-. He can do everything from simple somersaults to back flipping over poles to endlessly long round offs.[cartwheels over and over again]
Lorcan received hand-to-hand combat training, in addition to all the hand-to-hand, martial arts and close combat fighting he learned as a boy, followed up with a rigorous training program. He is skilled and experienced in combat both in Yamatai-like conditions and in zero-gravity, with and without weapons. Weapons he is trained in include energy pistols, knives, power armor -though he hates them-, swords, guns and other weapons. -including himself-
Lorcan is familiar with basic radio operation and procedures and can make transmissions to and receive transmissions from other characters through headsets, star ships, power armor, and shuttles in both combat and non-combat conditions. He is fluent in Nepleslian. He can speak and write both correctly and efficiently and can write reports, fill forms, issue orders under fire and the like.
Lorcan received basic mathematics training and managed to work his way into Algebra. He received trig and calculus training after joining the army and is still learning more. He's extremely skilled in statistics, probability and geometry.
Lorcan was forced to learn through trial and error how to pick pockets and other bags and containers for what he needed to survive. He's become adept at stealing small objects and wallets, an action that had become habitual.
|Military, Standard Issue|
|2 Pullover shirt, green, with rank patches on shoulder pads and name plate|
|4 T-shirts, white|
|4 underwear, white|
|2 Khaki cargo pants|
|1 Beret, green, with flash patch|
|1 pair gloves, leather, black|
|1 pair boots, black (or khaki)|
|6 pair boot socks, white|
|1 Belt, dark green (pants)|
|Military Weapons, Weapon Accessories|
|1 Pistol belt, black, with holster|
|1 Pistol, semi-automatic, .45 caliber, with 2 extra magazines|
|1 pair identification tags, metal, with name and hometown|
|1 Canteen, 1 quart|
|1 Rank Patch, P3C|
|Personal Effects, Miscellaneous|
|Data Pad/MP3 Player|
|Leather Gloves w/Steel knuckles|
|1 DA Card|
Lorcan 'Al Ale is currently a Private 3rd Class in the Star Army of Nepleslia. He receives a weekly salary of ??? per week.
|3000 KS||Starting Funds|