Post by Tom Bennet on Aug 4, 2014 1:30:41 GMT -8
Character's Profession: Physicist,
Name:Tom Bennet
Age: 19
Race: Huamn
Origin: Tom is the son of one of the physicists and one of the mechanical engineers involved in the development of the titan project. He was genetically engineered from conception to be smart and efficient. He was picked due to both his parentage and genetic disposition towards problem solving and high intelligence, however there were one or two genetic markers predicting sight problems, however the Infant Tom was included despite these due to the other traits and the position of his parents, who were influential in the development of the ships and offered him to have his programming begin almost immediately. The programming helped him develop higher level skills such as speech and writing within a year of his birth just before, he was put in the freezer tubes on the Hyperion.
Personality: Tom has a slightly abrasive personality but he will often apologizes for this albeit after it has happened. He also a slight superiority complex, but only when involving his field of work. He has be observed as over driven and almost obsessive with his work sometimes forgetting to eat or drink and other important tasks when working hard. He is often quiet and withdrawn when not working and socially inept, likely do the the whole point of his life even his being alive was to fill this position within the colony.
Tom also has a reasonable understanding of the equipment he uses along with electrical maintenance and repair, it is however nothing compared to the skills of the maintenance crew, the people who created the programming felt a physicist might not be always useful as a pure physicist in the colony, at least right away, this often leans him to helping and underrating the maintenance crew better than anyone else except for the other scientists and medical crew.
He is also pedantic when it comes to keeping the research programmed into him or otherwise provided and carrying it out carefully and correctly.
Ethnicity: Caucasian (Czech-Australian)
Appearance: (Andrew Cooper)He usually wears utilitarian clothes, such as dark or light brown/earth coloured cargo pants with a dark plain t-shirt with a thin but warming microfibre jacket.
Role Play Sample:
Tom felt a strange feeling as he awoke like a fast rushing from the centre left of his chest to the extremities of his body over the course of a minute or two. Feeling something like feeling back in his hands He tried to push himself up from the cold metal floor. As he pushed he felt almost like he was his skin off as he attempted and failed to push himself up from the metal floor. Collapsing back down on the deck he let out a weak and muffled sigh as some of the air in his chest escaped.
Coughing up some mucus he curled up a little before it began to abate after a wave of dizziness and tingling came over his whole body. After those feelings subsided, he coughed hard before weakly and shakily got himself up onto his hands and knees. Steadying himself again he felt a warm feeling rise from his abdomen before he reflexively opened his mouth before he threw up all over the floor in front of him. "Urrrghh..." He groaned out.
Finally looking up he realised it was all blurry, as he expected after the programming, he made out the vague shape of his locker before clambering over to it and after a struggle opening it. Reaching in he found what he was looking for, his glasses, grabbing at them, he soon got them on, and after blinking a few times he looked around the image now clear. shaking his head slowly the feeling of general ill health was not passing quickly for him. Shakily getting into his clothes he then rested on hid now closed locker before one of the other who he only now noticed began to struggle awake and up.
"Give it some time, don't try to get up to fast..." Tom said as he slowly made his way over to them. Looking over he got a vague name from the the memory programming, but he wasn't sure. "Here let me help you." He grabbed the young women by her side and shoulder and help her up. She pointed towards a locker with her name on it. Helping her over she eventually got her locker open and he backed off as she got dressed. He then went through his locker again and found both his tablet and a small writ mounted watch-computer.
The young woman then tied her hair up into a neat ponytail and looked over at him. "W-what happened?" Tom turned slowly tapping away at his tablet, he finally looked up. "I'm not exactly sure... it seems the ship had crashed and... well I'm not sure, the system isn't giving me everything, probably some damage." Josh signed then looked back at her and shrugged. "should we go find out then?" Tom nodded lightly before putting the Tablet down on his now horizontal chamber-bed.
Name:Tom Bennet
Age: 19
Race: Huamn
Origin: Tom is the son of one of the physicists and one of the mechanical engineers involved in the development of the titan project. He was genetically engineered from conception to be smart and efficient. He was picked due to both his parentage and genetic disposition towards problem solving and high intelligence, however there were one or two genetic markers predicting sight problems, however the Infant Tom was included despite these due to the other traits and the position of his parents, who were influential in the development of the ships and offered him to have his programming begin almost immediately. The programming helped him develop higher level skills such as speech and writing within a year of his birth just before, he was put in the freezer tubes on the Hyperion.
Personality: Tom has a slightly abrasive personality but he will often apologizes for this albeit after it has happened. He also a slight superiority complex, but only when involving his field of work. He has be observed as over driven and almost obsessive with his work sometimes forgetting to eat or drink and other important tasks when working hard. He is often quiet and withdrawn when not working and socially inept, likely do the the whole point of his life even his being alive was to fill this position within the colony.
Tom also has a reasonable understanding of the equipment he uses along with electrical maintenance and repair, it is however nothing compared to the skills of the maintenance crew, the people who created the programming felt a physicist might not be always useful as a pure physicist in the colony, at least right away, this often leans him to helping and underrating the maintenance crew better than anyone else except for the other scientists and medical crew.
He is also pedantic when it comes to keeping the research programmed into him or otherwise provided and carrying it out carefully and correctly.
Ethnicity: Caucasian (Czech-Australian)
Appearance: (Andrew Cooper)He usually wears utilitarian clothes, such as dark or light brown/earth coloured cargo pants with a dark plain t-shirt with a thin but warming microfibre jacket.
Role Play Sample:
Tom felt a strange feeling as he awoke like a fast rushing from the centre left of his chest to the extremities of his body over the course of a minute or two. Feeling something like feeling back in his hands He tried to push himself up from the cold metal floor. As he pushed he felt almost like he was his skin off as he attempted and failed to push himself up from the metal floor. Collapsing back down on the deck he let out a weak and muffled sigh as some of the air in his chest escaped.
Coughing up some mucus he curled up a little before it began to abate after a wave of dizziness and tingling came over his whole body. After those feelings subsided, he coughed hard before weakly and shakily got himself up onto his hands and knees. Steadying himself again he felt a warm feeling rise from his abdomen before he reflexively opened his mouth before he threw up all over the floor in front of him. "Urrrghh..." He groaned out.
Finally looking up he realised it was all blurry, as he expected after the programming, he made out the vague shape of his locker before clambering over to it and after a struggle opening it. Reaching in he found what he was looking for, his glasses, grabbing at them, he soon got them on, and after blinking a few times he looked around the image now clear. shaking his head slowly the feeling of general ill health was not passing quickly for him. Shakily getting into his clothes he then rested on hid now closed locker before one of the other who he only now noticed began to struggle awake and up.
"Give it some time, don't try to get up to fast..." Tom said as he slowly made his way over to them. Looking over he got a vague name from the the memory programming, but he wasn't sure. "Here let me help you." He grabbed the young women by her side and shoulder and help her up. She pointed towards a locker with her name on it. Helping her over she eventually got her locker open and he backed off as she got dressed. He then went through his locker again and found both his tablet and a small writ mounted watch-computer.
The young woman then tied her hair up into a neat ponytail and looked over at him. "W-what happened?" Tom turned slowly tapping away at his tablet, he finally looked up. "I'm not exactly sure... it seems the ship had crashed and... well I'm not sure, the system isn't giving me everything, probably some damage." Josh signed then looked back at her and shrugged. "should we go find out then?" Tom nodded lightly before putting the Tablet down on his now horizontal chamber-bed.
