Officer Record: Dorian Skyphire

DorianSkyphire

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Nov 29, 2016
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Officer Record

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Name: Dorian Skyphire

Rank: Vice Admiral (retired)

Joined: 6/2/2925

Security Clearance: DSS-1A

Biography:

Born the scion of a wealthy family, Dorian showed an unusual aptitude at an early age for science. When he was 10 years old, his parents were killed in a rare Vanduul incursion into UEE protected space, leaving their fortune to him (he blamed himself for their deaths, saying he dreamed it was going to happen, and he didn't do enough to stop them from going). Shortly after he completed his third PhD at the age of 20, he joined the UEE Navy as a Lieutenant (O3). In addition to his scientific prowess he has demonstrated remarkable skill with intelligence/psyops. He is officially retired from UEE active service, but functions as an advisor when needed. He is currently associated with TEST Squadron and reports indicate he also heads a shadow network known as “The Gay Mafia” with well placed agents throughout known space. He has a small (and tight knit) group of friends. He is known for exploring space in his personal flagship, an Origin 890 Jump christened “Xantha”. Intelligence reports indicate that he has a MISC Endeavor parked somewhere with an active supercollider developing a weapon that can collapse wormholes (with ships still in them). And sometimes growing space weed.

Commanders Notes:

Dorian is a brilliant scientist and social engineer. Redacted portions of his files indicate he likely was part of a UEE Navy Special Activities Division that was rumored to be paranormal/psychic in nature. He will move worlds to aid those he deems worthy, and he will bring untold devastation upon those who threaten the UEE or the people he calls friend. His outward ambitions and focus appear pointed at the total destruction of the Vanduul. He likes cats, matcha tea, and 20th century earth situation comedy videos. When he drinks too much, he may tell you more about your future than you wish to know.


Medical Report

Blood type: O+

Height: 1.88m

Age: 45

Sex: M

Sobriety: Usually

Fitness Grade: A

Mental Fitness: C (generally controlled, but known to be irrational. Manages to maintain focus in times of military crisis)

Citations:

  • UEE Expeditionary Cross
  • UEE Cross
  • UEE Distinguished Service Medal
  • UEE Intelligence Cross
  • UEE Intelligence Expeditionary Service Medal
  • UEE Science Award (with Platinum “S” device) X
  • UEE Award for Science and Engineering


Civilian Awards (UEE and Alien):

  • UEE Senate Science Device
  • UEE Imperator Medal of Freedom with Distinction
  • UEE Imperator Medal for Scientific Achievement

  • Public Service Commendation Medal awarded by the Xi’an Empire, for judging their first intergalactic wet t-shirt contest
  • Trade Consortium Medal of Balls – awarded for judging a nude shower event at a Banu gay bar
  • “Best Boss Award” – The Gay Mafia
  • Most Eligible Bachelor – The Robb Report
  • Collector of the Year – DuPont Registry


Disciplinary Notes

Written up regularly throughout his career for making inappropriate comments that offend the devout or otherwise easily offended. He insists ‘dick jokes’ are always appropriate. He likes to randomly make people feel uncomfortable for no apparent reason.
 

Tealwraith

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May 31, 2017
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Tealwraith
"I was under the impression that TEST was not a rolepaying required org," Tealwraith said as wisps of nicotine-laden vapor escaped from his mouth. He looked around the compartment and relaxed as the pressure from the throat-hit and light-headedness of a buzz from the first vape of the day both buoyed him up and soothed him. "But, you know, dude, whatever, I'm cool with it."
 

CrudeSasquatch

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Jan 1, 2016
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CrudeSasquatch
Sasquatch peered at the gathering from behind a cedar tree. He smelt the sweet RAZZ JAZZ COOL WHIP SUNDAE of Tealwraith's vape cloud. He saw the kegs of beer in the back of the sturdy old Cutlass the TESTes were using as a bar. He went over, brazenly approaching the beer stocks. Several Hunan got in his way.

"Growl growl." Said the Sasquatch.
They backed off.
He filled a cup.
He emptied a cup.
"Burp."
He scratched his ass and reloaded his glass, "Let's get SHIIIIIIIETTY WOOP WOO."



*i could get used to this rpg shit
 
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