Old Crew Bios

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Name: Sharek Tekon  Rank:   Position: Captain

Race: 1/2-Romulan 1/2-Vulcan  Age: 52 (looks like he's in mid-late 20's)  Year Originally from: 2492 (Part of the original crew)
Sex: Male  Height: 6'4"  Weight: 152 lbs.  Eyes: Green  Hair: Black, Shoulder length

Parents: His Romulan father died, 4 months before Sharek was born, during an incident with raiders boarding the cargo vessel he was working on. His Vulcan mother, Alana, moved to Earth soon after. When Sharek was 4 his mother died on a Starfleet away mission. With no family or relatives to be left with, his mother's superiors whisked Sharek away to a secret training facility that didn't exist and couldn't be found unless they wanted you to find them.

History: In this program he was raised and educated by computers whenever possible. Never seeing too much of any one person the only emotion he ever repressed was love. With a seemingly over-developed mind he began learning everything he could. By the time he was 18 he could pass any test perfectly and did so with the Starfleet entrance exam. Unfortunately, since the program he was in didn't exist he received no praise for it just a computer chirp saying "Perfect Score." With this, he began to receive Starfleet Academy training within the secrecy of "the Program," as he began to call it. Still obsessed with learning, he took in subject after subject. Thinking he needed to be perfect, he never subjugated himself to less than exemplary standards.

 

Leaving all his time to learning he practically had to be fed by hypospray. To "the Program" it was no wonder that by age 27 he had degrees in many fields. Seeing that he had learned all Starfleet had to offer, he had "the Program" let him enter Marine Training to broaden his physical horizons. He found it to be more time consuming since he had to build up his body first. Again he was practically given his nourishment by hypospray. He even shorted himself on sleep while doing Marine training until he was 35. He placed records in every category and subject they challenged him in now, another feat that was praised at the end of a computer speaker.

 

At this time the Program began placing "watches" otherwise known as "guards" after he began sneaking out for weeks at a time without their knowledge until he told them. He only told them because he was tired of being alone and wanted a physical person to talk to. The 3rd guard they had watching him was a human female security officer whom he became infatuated with. Commander Sheila Trent, the only officer so far that could actually slow him down from trying to escape and keep up when he finally did.

 

Eventually they became closer and Starfleet made the post permanent allowing them to move in together on Starfleet grounds.  At age 37, he finally opened up completely, learning about a relationship, life, and love at the same time. Finally, he had the attention he always wanted. His happiness came at a price, though, for soon after they were separated. She was sent to a space station in the Gamma Quadrant, while he was sent to work with a new Marine unit in the Alpha quadrant.

 

Sinking into a deep depression, he volunteered his unit for every dangerous and risky mission they could come up with. He made sure to always keep the entire unit alive and to complete the mission with no less than 96% accuracy, even when they went wrong. He was eventually sent on a mission into Kazon space with his men. Totaling 7, they left once they were erased from all Starfleet knowledge on a Ferengi cargo vessel equipped with slipstream engines, who's Captain they had bribed (not hard.)

 

Five years later, 1 year 7 months longer than it should have taken, Sharek finally made it back... half-dead, alone, and with only 21% of his mission completed. Once healed, he was given housing in the location where he grew up. Back with the Program once again, and now 44, they set him up with a patrol ship on the Romulan border. Up until now Sharek's rank was flipping from Marine to Navy, depending on his assignments and missions. So much in fact, that at this point Starfleet authorized him to be the first officer to hold a dual ranking in Navy and Marine. His rank was currently Lt Commander / Major.  He was now back with  Starfleet and felt less pressured to be perfect and was able to rest his mind.

 

One year later during a nearly disastrous away mission on a rogue ship, Sharek was captured when his personal shield generator exploded, knocking him out. One away team member was taken hostage in engineering, and the other managed to take the bridge but broke her leg. Sharek escaped and went on a rampage killing crew left and right nearly bare-handed. Through sheer determination and adrenaline, Sharek saved what could have been a disastrous conflict. He was promoted to the Rank of Commander / Lt Colonel and given assignment as 1st officer on a deep-space reconnaissance vessel named Explorer. He spent 7 years on board as 1st officer before accepting a promotion to Captain / Colonel and being given a new ship that utilized experimental technology and design ideas. This vessel was the USS Mystic NX-T a long term assignment Timeship that could be away from it's own time for years on end before having to come back to resupply.

 

Side note: Sharek has a photographic memory

Expertise: Majors in Science, Engineering, Tactical and Security, Medical, Marine Training, Infiltration, Intel gathering, Special Ops.

Minors:  Command, Temporal Physics, Computer Programming, Unique Survival Training, Piloting, Guitar playing, Singing, and many minor things both in Starfleet and personal.

Likes: Columbian Supreme Coffee, Holodeck Training programs, Challenges to his ingenuity, Collecting Weapons, 20th-21st century rock music, Sparring

Dislikes: Crewmembers who don't do their job, no-win situations (there should always be a way in his book), dishonest people

Medals:  Temporal Campaign Service Medal, Starfleet Forces Service Medal, Purple Heart (Romulan Research Facility Mission),  Purple Heart (First Contact Borg Defense)

 

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Name: Ariss Zorran  Rank:   Position: First Officer (XO)
Race: Human/Betazed  Age: 25  Year Originally from: 2377
Sex: Female  Height: 6'4"  Weight: 85kg  Eyes: Left, Brown/Right, Blue  Hair: Brown, Platinum streaks

Parents: Ariss' parents were killed when she was just a child.

History: Despite the trauma of seeing them killed, she remained sane, perhaps due to childhood resilience. As she got older she collected a number of skills including martial arts and terrorism skills, though she doesn't admit to the latter. She joined Starfleet when she was 17, despite a lack of background. She was allowed to join because an admiral saw her skills and sponsored her through the Academy. While going through the Academy her instructors found that her skills were uniquely suited to an 'undercover' role in Starfleet, and when she graduated they recommended her to Section 31.

 

At first, she didn't accept a position in S-31 because her sponsor, who was also her mentor, was ill. He appeared to get better, but one day while they were taking their usual daily walk through the bush, he collapsed and died before Ariss could do anything. Half-mad with grief, she enlisted in S-31. She was 20 at the time. She did mostly intelligence work and spent all her free time training. While doing a particularly rough training session, she broke her leg badly. She was also called up for active duty onboard a ship as a Marine CO and despite the pain her still-broken leg caused her, she jumped at the chance. While on an away mission with 2 fellow crewmembers to a hostile ship, she removed the cast from her leg to allow herself more maneuverability. Her leg was rebroken as she took over the bridge. Despite the attempts made by medical staff her leg suffered irreparable damage.

 

She soon found that her leg made her a danger to S-31 because she wasn't as fast as she used to be. She made a hard decision and chose to leave S-31. Well, she attempted to. As she left her quarters on the night she was to depart from the S-31 HQ, she was kidnapped and taken to the S-31 research and development complex. There she was placed in a top secret booth and catapulted on a one way trip through time to the late 22nd century.

Expertise (Majors): Languages, Command, Martial Arts, Marine training
Minors: Well rounded variety of Starfleet training

Medals: Temporal Campaign Service Medal, Starfleet Marine Force Medal, Bronze Star (First Contact Borg Defense)

 

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Name: Anthony Damien Tobias   "Anton"  Rank: Position: Head of Shadow Ops / Second Officer
Race: Human/Former Borg  Age: 28  Year originally from: 2378

Sex: Male  Height: 5' 11"  Weight: 215 lbs  Eyes: Deep Blue  Hair: Blond Short, Spiked up
 

Parents: Johnathan Tobias and Faith Cervanta Tobias
History: Born on a cold night on May 30, 2350, the life of Anthony Damien Tobias didn't start out easy. After being delivered, Anton's heart was not yet strong enough to keep going. He flatlined 3 times before they were able to stabilize him. Growing up, he had an odd and somewhat lonely childhood. His father being a Marine made staying in one place for very long impossible. He would try to make friends, but he was the new kid and it's even harder when you're the new kid three to six times a year. By the age of four he was already starting his journey with the many computer systems around him. He couldn't get enough of them. Until the age of twelve he was constantly using the computers around him and learning how exactly they work. This life of happy computer mastery ended when his father told him that he would start training immediately. In the words of his father, "Son, those computers will never do anything for you in life. You must learn how to live and how to serve your people better.  You will start training as soon as possible. Anyways, what will that god-forsaken computer ever do for you?" After that, everyday from wake up to lights out he trained and learned. By the time he was eighteen, he had already surpassed the skills and knowledge of Marines ten years his senior. During all the training, he was still able to keep his keen skills as a hacker strong. Upon graduating from grade school, he was directly signed into the Starfleet Intel Academy and enrolled in classes that would make him stronger, faster, smarter, and deadlier than he had ever been. The Academy was child's play for him, speeding through exams, excelling past all of his peers, he was a prodigy. He graduated from the Academy with the highest honors the Academy has seen in over a century. Everybody wanted him, but by talking a few weeks off he decided that he would follow in his father's footsteps and become a Marine, and hope to become more one day. 

 

He joined the Marine force on the USS Washington - Excelsior Class, at the age of twenty-two.  He ate, drank, and breathed his work. For two years everything was basically calm. He would report every day, do his duties, and report out. In that time, there where no instances that would involve the Marine force to be called. During that time he moved up in the ranks quickly, excelling at everything he did. By the end of the two years he had become the leader of almost all missions. During his free time he learned a number of skills. He studied all the aspects in the field of intelligence he could find. Added to that, he continued to increase his level of expertise with all the new modes of computer technology that had come out. With a panel and a display, he was unbeatable. He could get to any file, any information, break any code, control anything on the ship as he pleased. The only other passion he had during that two years was learning how to bartend to any race. This forced him to learn almost all common languages spoken by anyone on the ship. He and the ship's translator had a running tally to see who was fluent in the most languages. Last time he checked he was neck and neck with him.This all continued until that one day...

 

It was March 2, 2374, when they attacked the USS Washington. Out of nowhere from the depths of space came a Borg cube.  The Borg orchestrated a full attack on the ship. In the hopes to stop them, Anton led five parties of six Marines each on the Borg cube to take down their power supply. As the fighting went on, more and more Marines were dying. With the three surviving Marines left, Anton stormed the engine room and was just about to blow the reactor core when a group of twenty or so Borg attacked his small group, cursing the Marines to be assimilated.  After that, Anthony Damien Tobias was not heard from for over three years.

 

September 23, 2377. A fleet of Federation ships led an attack on a group of Borg ships. As the battle waged, many lives were lost. The Borg formally known as Anton Tobias was beamed onto a Starfleet ship in hopes of causing mass destruction. As the fighting went on, one of the crew of the Starfleet ship stopped dead in his tracks and said to another officer, "Is that Anton?" Without pausing to think the Borg attacked the officer and a fight ensued. The officer was able to disengage the Borg by firing a phaser blast that shorted out a key component needed for the Borg to receive messages from the collective. Without this, he did not move and just fell to the ground.

 

January 13, 2378. Anthony Damien Tobais woke up to find a familiar face in front of him. It was the head doctor on the USS Washington A - Sovereign Class. "I had the worst dream that there was a battle with the Borg and I went to destroy their power supply when I was attacked," he said. 

 

The doctor replied, "It did all happen. You were gone for over three years."

 

 Startled by this he jolted up to find he had Borg implants in his body and in his face. Especially the one that circled his left eye. The doctor and the Captain filled him in on what happened and told him he was a hero because what ever he did it was enough to disable the Borg and force them to retreat.

 

A week later the Captain called him in to his ready room and asked him if he was ready for a special mission. To the surprise of everyone, he accepted, probably just as a way to try and forget what happened. The Captain told him he would be transferred to a Starbase orbiting Lexon 5 and he would receive his mission there. In two days he was there. 

 

After arriving he was briefed that he would be part of an experimental program involving a new type of warp drive. All he had to do was reach cruising speed and press a control button. He thought "easy enough." He suited up and went for the first test. After reaching cruising speed, he pressed the control button, and all he saw was a bright white light. He woke up to find no base no nothing. He had no idea where he was... or even when. He looked at the sensors and saw what was an unidentified ship.  

 

Expertise (majors): Tactical, Marine Training, Infiltration, Intel gathering, Special Ops, all forms of Combat and Weapons Training, Mastery of all aspects of Computers and Control Technology

Minors: Languages, Bartending, Interior Design

Likes: Computers, Collecting weapons, Sparring, Mixing Alcohol

Dislikes: Discriminatory people, shellfish, pork

Medals:  Starfleet Forces Service Medal,  Combat Action Medal (Romulan Research Facility Mission), Silver Star (Romulan Research Facility Mission), Temporal Campaign Service Medal, Starfleet Meritous Unit Commendation (First Contact Borg Defense), Security Award, Joint Meritous Unit Award(Working with Mysty during Borg Reanimation Crisis), Defense Distinguished Service Medal (Borg Reanimation Crisis)

 

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Name: William Sterling    Rank:     Position: Marine Team Alpha's Leader

Race: Human      Age: 38      Year originally from: 2492
Sex: Male  Height: 5'10"      Weight: 210lbs(muscle)      Eyes: Blue they get Red when angry     Hair: Bald

Parents: Deceased
History: Classified
Expertise (majors): Weapons Expert (All weapons), Ace Pilot, Marine Training,

Minors: Variety of Fields

Has a bad attitude especially when he drinks.  He's a ladies man.

 

Medals:  Starfleet Marine Force Medal, Bronze Star (Romulan Research Facility Mission), Starfleet Unit Commendation (For the leading of his and other Marine Units above the call of duty), Purple Heart (Romulan Research Facility Mission), Joint Meritous Unit Award (For working well with Tr'Radiak during a crisis), Temporal Campaign Service Medal, Bronze Star (First Contact Borg Defense)

 

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Name: Ael Tr'Radiak Rank: Position: Assistant Medical Officer
Race: 1/2 Vulcan 1/2 Romulan Age: 29 Year originally from: 2367 Battle of wolf 359

Sex: Female  Height: 5ft Weight: 110lbs Eyes: Blue Hair: Dark Brown


Parents: S'Tarleya Tr'Radiak, Romulan deserter..followed her CO Charvanek into exile....
S'Talon, Vulcan scientist....both deceased
History: Orphaned at age 16, Ael was then enrolled at the Academy...a bit young but she was very good at her studies; did fairly well, graduated in top 20 % of her class. Ael was on her first assignment in the year 2367 on an excelsior class vessel, they were called to the battle of wolf 359 where the ship was struck a fatal blow and the warp core caused the ship to explode. Ael was saved from death by the Mystic where she met the love of her life Sharek Tekon. After being married TEkon had her moved to Liberi 5 to be safe so she could give birth to and raise their twin children of Talon (Male) and Alana (Female).

 

Ael has the two replicated swords that had been in her quarters on the Mystic. One was based on Halfhadfang, the Elven sword described in Tolkien’s books. Another was a katana. Kind of odd for someone of Vulcan blood who was also a healer, but Ael had always been skilled with a blade, almost unnaturally so. Also both were works of art as well as weapons.

Expertise (majors): Biochemistry....A&P, other medical courses
Minors: Botany
Likes: horseback riding, swordplay, playing her guitar

Dislikes: dumb people
Motto: stupidity should be painful..it hurts my head

Medals:  Meritous Service Medal (Help on Sim Website), Starfleet Forces Service Medal, Defense Superior Service Medal (For saving the crew from a dangerous and deadly virus), Humanitarian Service Medal (For helping the A.I. Dawn with her new humanity when she was in need), Joint Meritous Unit Award (For working well with Sterling during a crisis), Temporal Campaign Service Medal

 

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Name: Dawn        Rank:  N/A       Position:  Fey'ri's Primary A.I. Unit (with Avatar)

Race:  Artificial Life-form       Age:  N/A      Year originally from: Version 1.0 - 2372, Version 2.0 - Stardate 50311.09, Version 3.0  - Stardate 50401.28  Version 4.0 (with Avatar) - Stardate 50602.11

Appears on screen
Sex: Female  Height: 5'8.5"       Weight:  110      Eyes: Brown     Hair:  Brown-Long   ((Looks like Eliza Dushku))

Parents:  Created by Anthony Damien Tobias; Updated, Finished, and Finalized by Mysty
History: Since creation has worked for Anthony Tobias.  Was recreated and updated with better technology once Tobias joined the USS Mystic. Originally she worked with Shadow Ops only. Was updated and made into a 25th century A.I. by Mysty who felt Dawn was perfect to become the Ship's Secondary AI Unit. Dawn was removed as the Ship's Secondary AI unit and made Primary AI unit for the Fey'Ri complete with Humanoid lifelike Avatar.
Expertise (majors): All

Medals: Temporal Campaign Service Medal

 

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Name: Mnheia t’Llaiir  Rank: Crewman Position: Assistant Command Officer (2nd  officer) & Intelligence Officer
Race:  1/2 Romulan 1/2 Vulcan Age: 137  Year originally from: 2445

Sex: Female  Height: 5'7" Weight: 139Lbs. Eyes: Black  Hair: Black

Parents: Admiral Vcnut t’Llaiir of Romulan Army

Vctra t’Llaiir - wife of admiral (she was originally a Vulcan)

History:  As a young, only child she emulated her father...an admiral in the Romulan Army. For a long time she considered joining the Romulan Army, but then she realized that she would be promoted, advanced, and given private quarters (seldom given on Romulus) mostly because of her father’s reputation. Not wanting to glide to success because of her father's coattails, Mnheia and her friend Eslyn talked their options over late into the night, decided to go to Vulcan for study, and then go on to Earth and the Starfleet Academy.

 

Study on Vulcan was intense. There she met many Vulcans already involved with Starfleet. They had nothing bad to say about Starfleet, so the two (Eslyn and Mnheia) went on the to golden city of San Francisco and joined up at the Academy.

After years of study, both women graduated from the Academy. They were then posted on separate ships. That was the hardest thing that Mnheia did... say goodbye to her friend. When Mnheia received her present posting she found that Eslyn was also posted there and was ecstatic. There was only one difference... Mnheia had been promoted to the Intelligence Department and Eslyn was still an Ensign in the science department.

 

DS-24: first assignment - lasted 2 years. During her assignment at DS-24 she was assigned as a Intelligence officer.

USS Archer NCC 72853 - second assignment - lasted 5 years. When she was transferred to the USS Archer she was promoted to Assistant Chief Intelligence Officer.

USS Imperial NCC 68295 - third assignment - lasted 4 ½ years. Upon her transfer to the USS Imperial she was again promoted but this time to Chief Intelligence Officer.

USS Special - S NCC - 1979 - forth assignment. She was transferred back to Earth to attend Command School. Upon graduation, she found herself assigned to the USS Phoenix.

 

After the shuttle had glided into space, Mnheia found herself looking at the stars outside of her window. In boredom she asked the pilot when they were going to arrive at the Phoenix. Finding the time to be unacceptable Mnheia decided to take the only risk available and have the shuttle traverse an unstable wormhole. It would seem that an unfortunate miscalculation on Mnheia’s part not only killed the shuttle pilot, but sent the shuttle through the wormhole at an amazing speed, tumbling all the way. After the shuttle was ejected from the wormhole Mnheia found that the pilot was dead and the shuttle was adrift and she did not know how to fly it. Sending out a distress message to what appeared to be a ship close by, Mnheia sat back and waited for a response. And so her mission began.

 

Expertise (Majors): Mnheia is a very dedicated person with an expertise in handling people and running a starship. She knows she has much to learn but one day she would like to become an admiral like her father, but in Starfleet.

Minors: General Starfleet Knowledge

Likes: Mnheia loves the canary in her quarters. (but she will never admit this)

 

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