Post by Lt. Commander Liz Sur'Shess on Jul 22, 2009 8:52:54 GMT -8
Character's Name: Elizabeth Kahlest Sur'Shess
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Klingon/Betazoid/Human (1/2 Klingon, 1/4 Betazoid, 1/4 Human) Note- Liz has no telepathic powers, at least none of an extent that she can actually sense people's thoughts, feelings, or even their presence. Being only 1/4 Betazoid, her telepathic powers are dormant.
Physical Profile (height, build, weight, hair colour, eye colour, skin tone, race, etc.): Liz has dark brown, slightly wavy hair which reaches to just about her cheek-bone. She has dark brown eyes, Klingon cranial ridges, and a slight scar on her right cheek from a bad fall at nine years of age. She also has a scar on her right kneecap from a Bat'leth strike at seven, and a shrapnel scar on her lower back.
Birthplace: Chardra 6
Preferred rank: Lieutenant Commander, Chief Ops
Department: Operations
Personality: Often takes risks when needed, and does what is right, even if it means standing up to superior officers. She is sometimes percieved to be 'weak', but she soon corrects the impression, often forcefully. Her plans and procedures for things are sometimes considered risky or unsafe, but she always a firm line of reasoning set out as to why they are needed. She never says or does something until she has completely thought out the ends and means of the action, and makes sure she will come out onthe good end of the deal.
She has a bit of a temper, which she often struggles to keep in check. However, as with everything, she doesn't lightly enter into a fight. There is always a clear reason for the conflict, and she has already mapped out how she can win. She doesn't stand for something that is not right- or insults to her family- and has been known to say quite a bit to even her superiors. She is very loyal however, sticking by and up for her COs with a vengeance.
Background and History:
Liz was born on Chardra 6 to a Betazoid-Human mother and a Klingon father. Liz lived fairly normally on Chardra 6. At age 5 however, her father, M'Rek Sur'Shess, left both she and her mother. While on her homeplanet, Liz was teased unmercifully for her Klingon heritage. A virtual outcast, the girl turned to sports to prove herself worthy of attention.
This obsession turned to an interest in the game of Parrises Squares. An avid player, she turned into a veritable goddess of the game. Her agility and toughness turned the game into something she enjoyed every day of the week. The rough-and-tumble sport soon earned her a place among the younger generation on Chardra, and only newcomers would dare to challenge her to a game.
When Liz was 11, her mother re-married to Jim Moore, a human StarFleet officer. The result of this union was Lybbi, a little girl. Liz's mother died in an hovercar accident when Sur'Shess was 13, and Sur'Shess was sent to a home as Moore did not wish to keep the volatile Klingon-Betazoid around. While there, her obsession turned to StarFleet. Everything concerning the stars, starships, and the fleet dazzled her. She turned her natural knack for the logical order and reliance of interlocking systems and the like to a study of operations and engineering.
From 13 to 16 she studied with a passion that astounded everyone around her. At 16, she first took the entrance exams for the academy. Unfortunately, she failed to pass, striking examiners who conducted the spoken exam as both volatile and unpredictable- both of which were true. Not to be daunted, she spent time with a Vulcan counselor, learning to curb her Klingon instincts. She succeeded enough, and the next year found her taking her exams yet again. She passed.
At the academy she distanced herself from the other cadets. Despite this, one of the other cadets, a human/romulan boy, became infatuated with her, but she did everything in her power to get away from him, even to the endangerment of herself. During her junior year however, she met a Cadet Robert Jackson- a tall, dark haired security hopeful who seemed to have an interest in her. The two went out several times, and kept in touch after graduation. They have not talked in several years however.
She graduated with an operations major, and an engineering minor. Her first posting was a USS Conquest, serving as a lowly operations officer. The USS Horizon was her next foray, once again as an operations officer. The USS Garrick witnessed her advancement- assistant operations. The USS Coplan was the same, and a year later, still on the same ship, she was assigned as chief operations. She was assigned to the USS Crudaigh a few years later, and served as chief of operations.
After that, she was reassigned to a small ship known as the USS Smith, a research vessel. That was terribly boring, so she eagerly accepted another transfer some year later to the USS Peregrin.
Name of Celebrity: Optional Roxann Dawson as B'Elanna Torres
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Sample Roleplay:
Liz sighed and glanced around her quarters. Nothing was left of her personal effects- all of it was packed neatly away in storage containers, ready to be transferred to the Smith. She was excited to be aboard a new ship, in an oddly bitter-sweet way. She had enjoyed her time on board the Crudaigh, and she was sure that being on a much smaller vessel would be strange at first.
She scooped up her two storage containers, carefully balanced her felt-wrapped mek'leth on one of them, and headed to the transporter room. She nodded to a crewmember here or there, and finally reached the transporter room. No one was there, which was to be expected. She had said her goodbyes earlier. The officer in charge of the transporter nodded to her as she put her containers on the pad, and stepped up beside them.
Taking a deep breath- her last on the Crudaigh- Liz nodded to the officer. He looked down to his control panel, and the Crudaigh slowly faded out, to be replaced by the interior of the space station where she would await the shuttle that would carry her to her new assignment.
A new adventure awaited her, one she was anxious to meet.
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Klingon/Betazoid/Human (1/2 Klingon, 1/4 Betazoid, 1/4 Human) Note- Liz has no telepathic powers, at least none of an extent that she can actually sense people's thoughts, feelings, or even their presence. Being only 1/4 Betazoid, her telepathic powers are dormant.
Physical Profile (height, build, weight, hair colour, eye colour, skin tone, race, etc.): Liz has dark brown, slightly wavy hair which reaches to just about her cheek-bone. She has dark brown eyes, Klingon cranial ridges, and a slight scar on her right cheek from a bad fall at nine years of age. She also has a scar on her right kneecap from a Bat'leth strike at seven, and a shrapnel scar on her lower back.
Birthplace: Chardra 6
Preferred rank: Lieutenant Commander, Chief Ops
Department: Operations
Personality: Often takes risks when needed, and does what is right, even if it means standing up to superior officers. She is sometimes percieved to be 'weak', but she soon corrects the impression, often forcefully. Her plans and procedures for things are sometimes considered risky or unsafe, but she always a firm line of reasoning set out as to why they are needed. She never says or does something until she has completely thought out the ends and means of the action, and makes sure she will come out onthe good end of the deal.
She has a bit of a temper, which she often struggles to keep in check. However, as with everything, she doesn't lightly enter into a fight. There is always a clear reason for the conflict, and she has already mapped out how she can win. She doesn't stand for something that is not right- or insults to her family- and has been known to say quite a bit to even her superiors. She is very loyal however, sticking by and up for her COs with a vengeance.
Background and History:
Liz was born on Chardra 6 to a Betazoid-Human mother and a Klingon father. Liz lived fairly normally on Chardra 6. At age 5 however, her father, M'Rek Sur'Shess, left both she and her mother. While on her homeplanet, Liz was teased unmercifully for her Klingon heritage. A virtual outcast, the girl turned to sports to prove herself worthy of attention.
This obsession turned to an interest in the game of Parrises Squares. An avid player, she turned into a veritable goddess of the game. Her agility and toughness turned the game into something she enjoyed every day of the week. The rough-and-tumble sport soon earned her a place among the younger generation on Chardra, and only newcomers would dare to challenge her to a game.
When Liz was 11, her mother re-married to Jim Moore, a human StarFleet officer. The result of this union was Lybbi, a little girl. Liz's mother died in an hovercar accident when Sur'Shess was 13, and Sur'Shess was sent to a home as Moore did not wish to keep the volatile Klingon-Betazoid around. While there, her obsession turned to StarFleet. Everything concerning the stars, starships, and the fleet dazzled her. She turned her natural knack for the logical order and reliance of interlocking systems and the like to a study of operations and engineering.
From 13 to 16 she studied with a passion that astounded everyone around her. At 16, she first took the entrance exams for the academy. Unfortunately, she failed to pass, striking examiners who conducted the spoken exam as both volatile and unpredictable- both of which were true. Not to be daunted, she spent time with a Vulcan counselor, learning to curb her Klingon instincts. She succeeded enough, and the next year found her taking her exams yet again. She passed.
At the academy she distanced herself from the other cadets. Despite this, one of the other cadets, a human/romulan boy, became infatuated with her, but she did everything in her power to get away from him, even to the endangerment of herself. During her junior year however, she met a Cadet Robert Jackson- a tall, dark haired security hopeful who seemed to have an interest in her. The two went out several times, and kept in touch after graduation. They have not talked in several years however.
She graduated with an operations major, and an engineering minor. Her first posting was a USS Conquest, serving as a lowly operations officer. The USS Horizon was her next foray, once again as an operations officer. The USS Garrick witnessed her advancement- assistant operations. The USS Coplan was the same, and a year later, still on the same ship, she was assigned as chief operations. She was assigned to the USS Crudaigh a few years later, and served as chief of operations.
After that, she was reassigned to a small ship known as the USS Smith, a research vessel. That was terribly boring, so she eagerly accepted another transfer some year later to the USS Peregrin.
Name of Celebrity: Optional Roxann Dawson as B'Elanna Torres
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Sample Roleplay:
Liz sighed and glanced around her quarters. Nothing was left of her personal effects- all of it was packed neatly away in storage containers, ready to be transferred to the Smith. She was excited to be aboard a new ship, in an oddly bitter-sweet way. She had enjoyed her time on board the Crudaigh, and she was sure that being on a much smaller vessel would be strange at first.
She scooped up her two storage containers, carefully balanced her felt-wrapped mek'leth on one of them, and headed to the transporter room. She nodded to a crewmember here or there, and finally reached the transporter room. No one was there, which was to be expected. She had said her goodbyes earlier. The officer in charge of the transporter nodded to her as she put her containers on the pad, and stepped up beside them.
Taking a deep breath- her last on the Crudaigh- Liz nodded to the officer. He looked down to his control panel, and the Crudaigh slowly faded out, to be replaced by the interior of the space station where she would await the shuttle that would carry her to her new assignment.
A new adventure awaited her, one she was anxious to meet.