Featured below is an unlikely group of heroes sometimes forced by their professions to perform less than heroic tasks. Still, they may prove to be a great benefit to the Station, Deksiil and perhaps even the Galaxy itself. Well, probably not the whole galaxy. Basic information is given below for all the PCs. If the players would like to change anything in the write-ups, they are welcome to email me so that I can modify them.
Rei
Mr. Rhyze
Morton Ragnarson
Faust Taylor Max Planck Hercule Poirot Sirius Ramir Tripp McIntyre Mauritus Jazz Ginzu Wasabe
Race: Fenixan
Occupation: Janitor
Rei is the new custodian at the Epsilon Space Station. Her job will involve cleaning the place up, a task at which she seems to have much experience. Her martial arts skills and her dripping mop can prove useful when facing either dirt, dust or enemies. She also has proven to be a dedicated fan of Days of the Week, the popular intergalactic soap opera. In fact, she even possesses the incredibly rare Episode 27 on tape, wherein Mr. Foo's face is rumoured to be revealed. Whatever opponents the heroes face, Rei is sure to mop the floor with them.
Race: Zelzakian
Occupation: Communications Officer
The complacent Mr. Rhyze now fills the role of Communications Officer aboard the Epsilon Space Station. In the tradition of the well-regarded Mr. Sulu, Rhyze seems to have no official military rank, and is known only as 'Mr.'. Despite this, he is trusted and capable of running all the computer systems necessary to keep the remote station connected with the rest of the Galaxy. When forced into action, Mr. Rhyze can deal major damage with his powerful psychics and flaming fists. However, if given the choice, he would rather simply sleep.
Race: Terrorian
Occupation: Pilot
Morton Ragnarson, one of two dedicated pilots on the Epsilon Space Station, is often mistaken for a pirate. If it's not because of the eyepatch he wears to cover his nonexistant eye, it's likely because of his Terrorian fear factor. Despite appearances, Morton is no pirate, and has even been known to fight against them on certain occaisons. Whether it comes down to a duel with fists, or a fire-fight, Morton is hard to defeat. His massive strength and dreaded hookpunch form a powerful combination, and when he is able to acquire a gun, he is adept at making use of it.
Race: Loracian
Occupation: Mortician
Faust was sent to join the ranks of heroes on Space Station Epsilon as part of a replacement brigade. This brigade was meant to make up for the heavy losses which had been sustained in the Red Shirt population. Faust was assigned to be part of the medical staff, and works with Sam in sick bay. It has been said that Sam takes care of those who arrive in sick bay alive, and Faust deals with the rest. Indeed, he seems to have a fascination with corpses and death, and has been placed in charge of the station morgue. This is certainly an essential function with so many Red Shirts about. Faust is extremely tall, and thin. He wears a lab coat, black leather pants and a pointy wizard hat. He also possesses a pair of skate shoes which he uses to move quickly throughout the station. In battle, he wields a battle-scythe. However, he has also been known to command some sort of zombie dog, which seems to stumble around alot.
Race: Zelzakian
Occupation: Station Tailor
Due to the abundance of injuries incurred by Epsilon Red-Shirts, Starfleet command decided that the presence of a tailor was necessary. Military tailors are trained to repair all sorts of bullet-holes in and other rips in the standard-issue Red Shirts. Taylor was just the man for the job, and found a great deal of work already waiting for him upon his arrival on the station. A fashionable man, he was always on top of the latest trends. As such, he wore a well-tailored black suit, with one sleeve torn off and one side of his pants shorter than the other. He also had a measuring tape around his neck, perfect for any spur of the moment fittings. In combat, he wielded the traditional Zelzakian art and psi combination. His background was complex, but his choice of occupation was simple. While wondering what job to pursue, one of his friends called him by name. Of course, that settled the issue.
Race: Tortalian
Occupation: Engineer
Max Planck has become one of the few engineers on the station with a degree, although the quality of his 'education' remains in question. Armed with a high-tech cyber-spear, this Tortalian always wears the obligatory red engineer's jacket, complete with badges for his past exploits along one sleeve. Planck also carries the obligatory beer cooler with him wherever he goes, and is certainly not afraid to use it. However, this shouldn't cause worry, since he only drinks on duty. Like any true engineer, Max also carries a host of other items in gadgets, including several TBAs and a scientific calculator. Although his engineering skills may prove useful to the station, he seems to spend most of his time stomping through the hallways and performing crazy pranks.
Race: Tortalian
Occuapation: Private Detective
In most cases, this famous detective's reputation preceeds him. There are few in the police industry who haven't heard legends about Poirot's amazing investigative skills, and inexhaustible appetite for Filet Mignon. In fact, the man more than lives up to the legend. Hercule is a short Tortalian, more than a bit rotund, who always wears elaborate three-piece suits and bowler hats. His mustache is, in his own words, magnificent. Although Poirot disdains to get in combat, and usually leaves such matters to Hastings, he does use a D6 minigun. However, his main combat abilities involve baseless accusations and intellectual beratement, which can shake an opponent's confidence. Hercule Poirot was sent to the station to help security deal with all the mysteries. In so doing, this famous detective will likely make heavy use of his little grey cells.
Race: Spheran
Occupation: Jedi-Knight
A tall man, Sirius always wears brown Jedi robes, often with the hood pulled up to shadow his scarred his face. A longblade hangs at his side, although that was far from his only weapon. He also has command of many psychic powers, all of which he referrs to simply as 'The Force'. Although generally a calm, quiet man, Sirius has been known to make the odd sarcastic comment. He is also known for using Jedi mind tricks to convince people that "these aren't the droids you're looking for", or other such comments. In fact, it was some disturbances in the Force that brought Sirius to the station in the first place. As a Jedi-Knight, most of his time is spent fighting various monsters to protect the people of the Galaxy. With the recent agitation of all monsters in the Sector Y region, Sirius felt he had to investigate. Thus, he obtained a contract to work with the Security department on Space Station Epsilon, as he attempts to restore balance to the Force.
Race: Electran
Occupation: Pilot...potentially
Tripp is a recent arrival on Epsilon, and is remarkable mainly because he's one of the few residents of the station that is not actually a member of Starfleet. Rather, Tripp serves as an 'independent contractor', who can potentially do many things - for the right price. Tripp's main characteristics include blue hair and combat styles not normally associated with Electrans, including both street brawl and firearms. Of course, these skills only become necessary on the rare occaisons when his smooth talking is unable to get him out of danger. Tripp McIntyre was originally contracted to bring some supplies to the station. Most would call his cargo ship old, though he prefers to refer to it as a classic. In fact, Tripp claims this ship would have completed the reknowned and challenging Kessel Run space race had its interocitor not broken. This accomplishment surely speaks volumes about the quality of this ship and the skills of its pilot.
Race: Armorian
Occupation: Station Security
Mauritus was the most recent addition to Epsilon's stretched security department, and also the station's second Armorian. His appearance fit the stereotype of his race, with long blond hair, the Armorian mask and a height that dwarfed even that of Mr. Rhyze. In fact, Mauritus often uses this intimidating height in his efforts to keep order on the station. And considering the state of the station's Red-Shirts, he will need all the tools at his disposal. Still, Mauritus remains something of an idealist, claiming that the Red-Shirts can eventually be trained into an effective fighting force. Though others are sceptical of this notion, none doubt that Mauritus possesses the determination to attempt such a plan. In combat, his biggest advantage would surely be his Armorian armor. Although at the moment, due to weight constraints, Mauritus only wears half-Armorian armor. His inability to move in the full armor might have something to do with this decision.
Race: Tortallian
Occupation: Communications Officer/Station DJ
Jazz was almost the complete opposite of his predecessor at the com station. While Mr. Rhyze was noted for his unparalleled apathy, Jazz is always a man of action, in more ways than one. He was actually quite intelligent, being Tortalian and all, though it was difficult to tell from his appearance. His height was also difficult to ascertain. That's because Jazz had both a gigantic black afro and elevator shoes, both of which seemed to add at least a few inches to his height. His clothing was just as colorful, including a white polyester suit jacket, several gold chains and bell-bottom jeans. As his name and unofficial occupation would indicate, Jazz was big into the music scene. Jazz considered it his studio to instill a funky beat into all crewmembers of the station, and attempted to do this by frequently playing songs over the intercom and carrying his boom-box with him everywhere he went. He was also prone to disco dancing and hitting on any women who might be nearby. In combat, his disco-style would transfer well into the varying styles of Kung-Fu, including the ridiculous mantis-style. There doesn't seem to be much to Jazz's background, but he does point out frequently that he has attended several universities, and got hired by Starfleet through some scholarship that also netted him his own spaceship. And now that he's on Epsilon, Jazz will stop at nothing to give the station some real soul.
Race: Warchonian
Occupation: Chef
As the first Warchon player character to ever appear in the galaxy of Spherus, Ginzu truly stood out from the crowd. Especially when he arrived on space station Epsilon, which is not at all close to his home world of Warchon. Of course, Ginzu was not at all a typical member of his race. Rather than the armor worn by most Warchons, Ginzu was dressed in a chef's apron, complete with a hairnet. And while his brethren yearned to conquer the rest of the galaxy, Ginzu worried only about cooking. As such, he carried all his cooking implements with him at all times, and was ready to break them out at any moment, whether people wanted to eat or not. Ginzu was employed by Warchon Wok, the only authentic Warchon restaurant chain in the galaxy. This chain had a branch in Starbase, and had seen considerable business from the Epsilon contingents that were sometimes sent there. As a result, Warchon Wok decided to send Ginzu to work at Bennigan's, in preparation for opening a branch on the station. Although lacking proper immigration papers, Ginzu believed that the chef's certification he possessed gave him license to use his swords and special abilities in Epsilon's defense. Unfortunately, his shaky command of the galactic language could often cause him to misunderstand most situations.
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