Character Name (keep in mind, you screen name needs to be this): CentralGuard ((Central will be the first name, Guard the last))
Age: 27 ((I am 17 irl))
Personality: He is quiet person, sitting back and trying to plan out his moves before doing anything rash.
Bio (YOUR CHARACTER) (one paragraph minimum!):
Like most people, Central was born on the planet Victus. His parents had a cruel sence of humor, one that Central had to unkowingly deal with for many years. It was not untill he started grade school that he realised that the name \"Central\" was not that common of a name, usualy prvoking his classmates to tease, and eventaly bully him. Soon after teasing begain, his socal skills started to dwindle, as he would sit in the back of the room, half coverd in shadow to try and keep the bullies from noticeing him. Near the end of high school Central became fed up with how his parents acted to him, spending more time in the streats than at his own home. He found it easyer to swipe what he needed from others and sleep underneath awnings than to be around his parents. This chain of events did not stop him from finishing his high school carrer however, as Central still knew that any type of knowlage is good to know.
It was not even a week before he left his home city for good, seeking better opertunities that what his small town had to offer. Sadly for Central, there was not much for someone of his skills to do. When he did find a place that he was eligible for, they turned him down from his history on the streats. The only job Central could find was the job he had for all of his life: theving.
As the years past, the trade got harder for two reasons. More people suspected a beatup man to be a theif, and their was more secutity around. Central\'s way of life was diminishing, his source of food and a place to sleap were almost non-existant. He begain to look for work again, planning to accept almost anything exept joining the military; along with the rumers of their prisoners never being seen again, there were countelss other rumers of what they have done, stuff that Central would never agree on. One of the jobs he thought about was being a trader, or a mercinary, somone who explores space; it\'s a lot bigger in space, and he would be able to mask his past better than on victus. He even drew up plans for the ship he would make, dubbing it \"The Array\" for how the design looked. After finishing the rough scench of The Array, a very important part of his plan dawned on him. He would need to buy the parts for the ship, and he had nowhere near enough money for that. Central agrily crumpled up the pice of paper and though it into the nearist trashcan, and cried himself to sleep on how messed up his life is.
Some time later...
\"Hey did you hear where they are keeping their prisoners?\"
Central\'s atention was drawn to the conversation, curiosity getting the better of him. Casualy he beings to follow the duo to figure out what they are saying.
\"No, I thought they just exicuted them all\"
*The first guy gives a liitle chukle* \"no no, Eterna is not that cruel. They are all on
a huge spacehsip called the Hail, poor saps probably wish they were dead with the mush I hear that they have to eat.
Central stops in his tracks, the last line faiding of in the distance \"Wow, not even a day old and rumors are already spreadi..\"
\"So thats how I will survive\" Central wispers and begins to plan out what he will do. The first part of the plan is to get caught in a crime; it would have to be a fairly big crime too, to send him to a prison ship no-one reterns from. It would be an extreamly simple life, but if it ment an actal bed to sleap in, and a reliable food sorce, Central was more than willing to take the offer.
The crime went out wihtout a hitch, something Central was kinda surprised about. While laying down the fingerprint ridden knife he used to stab his victim, a new military recruit, some Eternia personell walked past, arrested him, and sent him to the prison ship.
Two weeks after boarding Hail, Central wasy laying down in his bed, when a new inmate enters his cell, screaming \"YOU WON\'T KEEP ME IN HERE FOR LONG\" as the guards slam the door in front of him.
\"what was all that about?\" Central asks
\"what?\" The new inmage responds
\"The whole\" *Central begins to mimics his voice* \"you won\'t keep me in here for long\"
*using his normal voice again \"thing?\"
\"Oh; that!\" He responds, lowering his voice \"The rebles have been following this ship for weeks, planning on how to break it open, there are a lot of other rebels locked in here that they want out. Inmates are allowed to join them too, if you want\"
\"So the rebels are looking for workers hmm?\" he responds while thinking; why did I not think about them erlier... I wonder if they will let me make the ship I have designed...
Plans once your in the server: My main plan is to join the rebels, or if he cant make his ship (it\'s kinda a spec-ops ship, cloaking and that jazz) he will still be fighting against Eternia(He can\'t realy become a trader when he is suposed to be in prison for stabing a guy)
Other: I am realy exited about playing in the world of Eternia, so if I need to change anything, let me know!
p.s. woot! server is in my state