SUDO
NAME: frances ong AGE: 31 DOB: 22/05/2xxx SEXUALITY: bi STATUS: emotionally inept HOME PLANET: REDACTED RESIDENCE: nomadic OCCUPATION: infiltrator  height: 5'6" build: military trained gone soft distinguishing marks: multiple parallel scars crossing her right ribcage, evidence of old tissue damage around both wrists, a wide burn mark just above her left clavicle, a gunshot wound on the outside of her upper right thigh skills: infiltration, information retrieval, identity wipes, identity forgery, cybersec, programming, codebreaking, engineering (social, electrical, mild computational, some mechanical), research, small arms, hand-to-hand combat PERMISSIONS gen cosmic horror @soler |
she's a ghost, mostly. the names she uses are real enough, the documents and the identities and the backstories all check out, but whoever she was originally doesn't matter compared to who else she's been. one alias was republic. she enlisted young and came up through infiltrator training. she made it less than a year before she was tragically killed-in-action, embedded deeply enough that there was no chance of recovery. one is wanted for multiple counts of treason and criminal conspiracy against the republic. she's not entirely innocent of those charges, but they're definitely only on such a scale because she intercepted information the republic needs and they'll do whatever is necessary to recover it before it's lost. or released. she's a nobody from nowhere originally, and at this point those records are so regularly and thoroughly scrubbed that there's nothing official that would tie her to anything true. this version of her, frank, was born on an industrial planet to a mother who'd only known her father the one night before he left. frank grew up in the narrow aisles of a dockside street market, jumping between the stalls her mother and aunts and uncles ran until she was old enough to be put to work. she supposedly picked up a knack for technology and gadgets there, working under skilled members of her family, and she bought her way off world with the savings she'd scraped together doing odd job repairs over the years. anything to get off world and out into the system proper. it's someone's story, but not her own. at least not all of it. it's easier to round out a genuine sounding history with some truth sprinkled in, after all. after a year spent laying low under another alias, stationed at one of the more remote research labs, she came too close to being found out during a routine officer visit and she stole away on the next shuttle heading anywhere. she's spent the last couple of years slipping between ships, fitting into new spaces, new lives. she does work for anyone who'll pay enough on occasion under one of a number of handles, but mostly tries to keep any allegiances neutral. |
POSTED
 ELARA INSTALLATION, FORTUNA BASE SECOFFICE |
Stay where you are. ( she has half the guards of this installation incapacitated already, either stunned into silence or locked away behind the security grates she's burnt the controls out of. the rest are on the far side of the building investigating an apparent breach—that she may or may not have orchestrated—and she'd brute forced her way into the main security hub to strip out most of what she needed and get out with minutes to spare. he's not supposed to be here. she doesn't have time to deal with him, too. she hasn't raised the gun in her hand. yet. her chin lifts at him instead, free hand on the panel of the doorway she's just opened into the access route to the docks. all the cameras are disabled already. she's running the security system off a device in her belt. she didn't get everything she's after but she's out of time and he's all that's left between her and escape. ) What the fuck are you doing here? |
greenstarshipping
 MID-AFTERNOON, DELTA DOCKS |
It's the first job in a long time that's gone so wrong so quickly. She shoves through a door marked for a security clearance she shouldn't have onto the teeming departures concourse. It's peak hours, specifically planned. The station is one of the busiest in the sector on a good day and it's never not busy, but she'd made her move when the orbits all aligned in a way that would bring the highest amount of traffic into the area and, presumably, into the docks themselves. Easier to lose yourself in a crowd that way. Harder to stand out. She slips between groups of people like she's not even there, her comms panel opened to the list of impending departures. She'd had good plans in place before the job had ever started and then the ship she'd intended to hide herself away on had rerouted for sudden maintenance. The backup, a medical cargo ship with bunks to rent, had apparently never docked from its last run, and the third on her list had been commandeered for political reasons and she's really, really just running out of options. Klaxons sound from somewhere in the distance and then a second time, closer, as a new security alert sweeps through the docks. If she's not quick about this they'll throw the whole station on lockdown and then she'll have to resort to one of the contingencies further down her list and she's not really interested in holing up in a storeroom several levels down for a couple of weeks again. She shifts her bag higher on her shoulder and follows the path her comms lays out for her: two ships docked in bays only a dozen slots apart, both meant to be clearing out in the next few minutes. She has to keep her pace normal as a couple uniforms hurry past her in the opposite direction and she veers towards the nearest ship just trying to keep the familiar sense of desperation in check. "Hi!" she offers to the stranger at the ramp. Smiling. Friendly. Warm and open like the alarms going overhead have nothing to do with her. She gestures at the noise with a shoulder, aiming for polite chatter. "Weird, huh? You all full up or have you got space for one more?" |
DOMAIN: ridSEC-stack
in character
physical contact
she's fine with it as long as there's nothing serious or genuine about it. arms over the shoulder, hugs, whatever it's all good as long as it's part of the character she's playing and not real. anything real requires a slow build to something meaningful first.
she's fine with it as long as there's nothing serious or genuine about it. arms over the shoulder, hugs, whatever it's all good as long as it's part of the character she's playing and not real. anything real requires a slow build to something meaningful first.
violence
open to it, definitely. she's military trained and can hold her own in a fight or with small weaponry but most of her skill is in intel and computers and she doesn't do much to keep herself in peak condition. she's most useful as overwatch or infiltration in operations.
open to it, definitely. she's military trained and can hold her own in a fight or with small weaponry but most of her skill is in intel and computers and she doesn't do much to keep herself in peak condition. she's most useful as overwatch or infiltration in operations.
mental or psychic abilities
tricky. she has low grade ties to cosmic entities that she's not aware of and they don't do much for her beyond lead her towards them but they'd only really be noticed by someone specifically tuned to it or who knows what they're looking for.
tricky. she has low grade ties to cosmic entities that she's not aware of and they don't do much for her beyond lead her towards them but they'd only really be noticed by someone specifically tuned to it or who knows what they're looking for.
relationships
open to them, but nothing that comes easy. sapphic, primarily leaning towards women but she's made exceptions in the past for people on the right wavelength. slow burn as hell and she has a habit of disappearing without a word which makes things tricky.
open to them, but nothing that comes easy. sapphic, primarily leaning towards women but she's made exceptions in the past for people on the right wavelength. slow burn as hell and she has a habit of disappearing without a word which makes things tricky.
out of character
formatting
i default to present tense prose but i'll usually just work with whatever the reply calls for. brackets/action are totally cool.
i default to present tense prose but i'll usually just work with whatever the reply calls for. brackets/action are totally cool.
sensitive topics
there's a high chance for horror themes, especially involving disappearances, lovecraftian entities, non-euclidean spaces, and some level of gore.
there's a high chance for horror themes, especially involving disappearances, lovecraftian entities, non-euclidean spaces, and some level of gore.
backtagging
i'll backtag as long as i remember! sometimes i'm really bad at it and object permanence goes out the window but it doesn't mean i'm not interested in continuing, just forgetful and easily distracted. i'll always welcome replies to old tags.
i'll backtag as long as i remember! sometimes i'm really bad at it and object permanence goes out the window but it doesn't mean i'm not interested in continuing, just forgetful and easily distracted. i'll always welcome replies to old tags.
threadhopping
only with prior interaction between all involved parties.
only with prior interaction between all involved parties.
fourthwalling
not unless there's a really good/fun reason for it to happen.
not unless there's a really good/fun reason for it to happen.