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Online: 2 members, 18 guests



| Stats / Appearance |
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| Gender | Male |
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| Age | 634 |
| Status | No Answer |
| Alias | daxion_tenloth |
| Gamescape | Yahoo! |
| Appearance/ Stats |
Height: 6'3" Weight: 145 lbs (without cybernetic limbs) 185 (with cybernetic limbs) Hair color: White (when not clean shaven) Eye color: (Naturally) Green (after ocular enhancement) metalic green Usual Attire: Black cargos (probably with various electronic tools in various pockets) Combat Vest with Nano-Discharge Coating. SI Combat Boots with Artificial Gravity Capabilities. Other: His right arm to the shoulder and his right leg to the middle of the thigh are cybernetic prosthetic limbs. Covering the left side of his cleanly shaven head is a tattoo looknig very much like circutry. The tattoo is actually a neural interface for his various cybernetic enhancements, most of them being quite experimental. |
| Additional Information | He uses a highly modified freighter, called the Nexus, as his mobile labratory. It is secured using various forms of bio-rythmic security to keep out prying eyes. He scraped the stock AI and downloaded a portion of his conciousness via his neural interface, finding himself a much more tolerable being to communicate with. The freighter has been outfitted with nano-contuits, making the ship capable of repairing a number of minor damages. Having connections in the military he has procured a bomber class shield and a steath fighter cloaking device. These both have been carefully incorperated into the ship. Still in the works are plans for a number of automated weapons systems to replace the rather low class systems currently in place. All in all, it's everything an engineer could want in a giant flying lab. |
| Quotes | "Aww, that's nothing a few good jolts of electric current won't fix! Here Let me show you..." |
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ULT: Canteon "Ever come home and discover that your home had been turned into a potato... an asteroid potato. That is as big as a flake of dust in space, surrounded by a humungous uber-galaxy. Well in case the answer is no... don't try it! It's not alot of fun... because that potato is hundreds of light years in size... and mutated couch monsters are scary! Really SCARY!!! Welcome to the reality or realm known as Canteon. Home to the Underground Library & Tavern... where brownies build mechs, mages contemplate boiling their eyes, and a society of Telorians are attempting to keep the gods out of their buisness. Only well they keep turning into gods themselves. " |
21 August 2004 |