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This is my name in Star Fleet, and I am proud of it. My true name is L'Kor, son of Alexander, of the House of Martok and I am even more proud of that name, and of my family. The fact that I am a Klingon and from my particular family has not made me popular in Star Fleet, but I am a Klingon, and can only expect as much in these difficult days.
I was born on Qo'noS in 2387 and my mother died in childbirth. I was raised there and went through both rites of ascention. I was named after a Klingon warrior who aided my grandfather when he was very young. Despite my grandfather's prominence and my father's willingness to assist him, our family is now distrusted by both the Klingons and the Federation, especially after the start of the present war. After my grandfather's remarriage and the birth of his son K'Dhan a gulf opened between my father and his father and we left the Klingon home world and resettled in Federation space. I joined Star Fleet in 2404.
Four of Seventeen, Sub-Spatial Adjunct of Ancillary Maintenance Matrix Seventy-Six
As a liberated Borg, I obviously know very little of my past before I achieved liberation from The Collective in 2405. The doctors who did my reconstructive surgery told me I was from what the Borg call Species 3783 and others call the Romulans. I must assume that the surgery performed by these Star Fleet doctors was intended to remove whatever remnant Romulan appearance I may have carried, though their testing suggests I may have been assimulated in the Borg attack on Romulan settlements in 2364. Officially, they have recorded me in the records as a "human".
Regardless of who I was, I am now a Star Fleet officer, and fully ready to serve in whatever comes. I wish those who stare at me and avoid my presence understood that. But my resistance to this is futile.
I was born on Bertazed in 2385, and had an almost invisible childhood. Part of this, I guess, reflected my personality, and part was a family issue, as we still suffered from a tarnished reputation from my grandfather's unfortunate involvement in the infamous Satie scandal of 2367. This was complicated by my name which on Betazed is considered beautiful due to its rhyme, but elsewhere is often greeted by giggling. Resisting a bond to a future husband (or did no one wish to marry into our family?), I attended medical school and then graduated from Star Fleet Academy in 2408.
My designation is 13 of 29, Species 5618
Rescue was difficult. We...I was deep in the throes of infection. All I am left with comes to me in regeneration cycle as fragments of a nightmare.
My efforts are now focused on redemption for past transgressions.
Our will, my will, is becoming my own again.
I now wish to be known as Decimal , and will protect and defend the interests of the Federation until I breathe no more.
Alien name: Auz'aul'zeiloi-- literally translates to “Dancing veil of light by the moon” with the universal translator.
English name, for humans to use in place of her difficult name: “Aurora Moon”.
Character's background: is from a pretty much a custom race, which I decided to call Achernarians.
an race that relatively got contacted by the federation recently (if you can call 20 years ago in this current time line recent), and then 20 years later joined the federation of planets.
They're humanoid mammals with skintones that usually comes in shades of purple and blue only. They evolved from an now non-existent species that was very similar to fruit bats. So as an result, they tend to be very nocturnal creatures.... although they can work during day hours too as well.
They're also well-known for being a race that is naturally nudist... believing that clothes are only a option, and only meant for protection and not much else. Most has a hard time grasping the idea that other races out there actually sees nudity as something sexual, and therefore offensive. When they do wear clothes, They have a strong preference towards silk or any other similar fabric as seeing other fabrics tends to feel very confining and heavy on their body.
They're also: Very hard to offend, believes in total freedom to the point of almost being anarchic, often have cool glowing tattoos (which they get as an rite of passage for turning into an full fledgling adult), And Get drunk off chocolate!
how she got into star-fleet: her mother divorced her biological father when "Aurora" was at a young age. Her mother then traveled the stars while Aurora stayed at home with her father. Her mother briefly had an relationship with a star ship captain who allowed her to work in his ship as an bartender.. and thus she was able to collect many stories and pictures from all over the place to tell Aurora back home.
Aurora then started to feel the same wanderlust that her mother had, wanting to see those sights for herself rather than depend on secondhand information to get the feel of what a place was like.
So soon as she was old enough, she signed up at star-fleet academy and the rest is history.
Stardate 0130.2010, Captain's Log, supplemental
We have just woke up. We have been in a sleep statis on board the U.S.S. Thor's Hammer for nearly 32 years. When we went into a forced hibernation, it was to escape a Borg Cube that was tracking us and we had no way to out run it. So a radical idea was introduced, head into a Nebula and shut down...literally..everything but the barest life support and look 'dead'. Without sensors to give our ruse away, we would have to be found on a visual level which would be nearly impossible and then a boarding crew would have to examine us..it was a dicey choice but I gave the order to do it. As the only Starfleet captain to wear an aloha shirt on the bridge and drink Margaritas before engaging an enemy in combat, I figured, "What the hell....it's only a miracle it'll work..." One problem is that we were suppossed to be shut down for 6 nos. in case the cube hung around to see if we were playing 'possum but something went wrong and now we ae thirty plus years older but only showing about 6 mos. aging. (Tanning booths can cover that!) Well looks like Logan Mercury is going to have to adjust to newer technology, better ships and more sexual harrassment protocols. It seems my history has caught up with me! well this old explorer will manage adn since moswt of my crew wishes to stay under my command I think we will find kicking Klingons here as much fun as it was in the old days over at Starfleet Command. well my dear folks the Mercurys over on Mars are dead, my brother is pulling a pension and living out his retirement in a holographic Robt. E. Howard world with a guy named Conan and my sister still thinks 20th century super heroes on Earth are cool in a Cyrptic kinda way. So I'm back and ready to see what these new photon torps do to a Klingon's cloaked rear end...
Hasta la vista babies...Logan Mercury
Recent graduate of the Federation Medical Academy, top of my class. My focus is flora and fauna for medicinal purposes. I look forward to exploring the universe and hopefully finding some new vaccines. I also enjoy cooking so finding some new and unique culinary delights would be terrific.
I refuse to tell anyone but starfleet exactly what system I am from. After studying the one you call Kirk, I have decided that I must out do his reputation. My kind admire dominance and hold it in high regard.
Therefore, my 5 year mission is to explore strange, new worlds, kick ass on planetary leaders that rub me the wrong way, make sweet love to thier women, then fly on to the next system.
Just as Kirk once did.
I plan to blow up alot of things on my way to intergalactic dominance, try not to get in front of my ship.
Of course, there is more to me than that, but only the few who decide its worth the time to get to know me will ever see beyond this.
Syd, stands around 7' tall with his pale humanoid completion with black veins not unlike some of these new liberated Borg I have been seeing around the Earth spacedock.
Little is known about Syd, all of his Starfleet records are of the highest confidentiality.
Syd is from a race known only as the Kindred. There is evidence recorded of the presence of these Kindred in the earliest records of Earth's (Mankind's) history.
Much of what is know of them is shrouded in myth and legend.
There is as well evidence of these Kindred throughout the known universe. Most knowledge at all of these beings is kept by secret societies and there for difficult to obtain.
It can be deduced that the Kindred are and have been very influential in shaping or otherwise controlling certain aspects of many intergalactic civilizations.