Given this thing a little update, and gone through most of his backstory as blatant as i can. Just leave here any comments on my RP.
I mainly play two characters called Geoff Enfield and Zealous (Zeal) Epsilon. They're normally the only ones i play and i tend to mostly do everything on there.
I'll attempt to keep this updated as much as I can, if you wish to assemble some sort of RP with me, just pass me a PM.
Quote:Personal Information:
Full Name: Geoffrey Enfield
Codename: "Upsilon-101"
Rank: Spezialagent
Service Number: GD-101-E621
Height: 167cm
Weight: 85Kg (79Kg without Augmentations & Cybernetics)
Hair: Black | Short clean cut.
Eye Color: Brown / Dark Hazel
Gender: Male
Medical Issues: Multiple signs of restored tissue, often injured in the line of duty, takes regular supplements to support cybernetics and energy requirements.
Personality Traits: Social drinker, "Happy-go-lucky" personality with friends, over-thinker, technical talker.
Place of Birth: Planet Cambridge / Lytham Sector / #2033 St.Annes Road
Date of Birth: 12 / 27 / 799
Hobbies: Designing new Augmentations, designing computer software, military combat practice, socializing with criminals
Marital Status: Current relationship with AI "Zealous-Epsilon 101"
Familly/Relatives:
Rheinland Military Primary fleet. (820 - 821 A.S.)
Private specialist contractor (821 - 822 A.S.)
Training/Skills:
Weapon & Technology design
Advanced computer skills
Advanced combat training
Augmentation assisted combat
Causing Havoc
Criminal Record:
(821 A.S.) Deserting Rheinland Military deployment
(821 A.S.) Theft of Nomad materials
Chapter 1 "Prelude":
Born on planet Cambridge, Enfield was the son of a Bretonian Farther and Rheinlander Mother. The story here is a bit bland, he didn’t keep in contact in his later teen years and had a pretty passive relationship to his parents, the term friends were none-existent in his vocabulary since he mostly toyed around with electronics and kept pushing the boundaries of what made a home-styled weapons workshop. Skip forward to the age of 18, leaving Cambridge with master degrees in weapons technologies, bio-cybernetics and nuclear physics. Unfortunately he looked at the war state of Bretonia and wanted to escape, he saw it to play major interference within his private work.
So it trots onto the stage of him settling in Rheinland which was (Somewhat) of an improvement to Bretonia. Settling down in Stuttgart with a sizeable deposit and cabin high in the mountains, he went job hunting like any average teen would. Fortunately someone took notice and applied him into a government funded cybernetics research institution called Fenrir labs (obviously kept afloat by military contracts.) Enfield would continue to sacrifice parts of himself towards multiple projects, from slicing off his arm (literally) to obtain the allowance to test military-type augmentations, keeping his mostly quiet mouth shut with agreements of secrecy and even allowing copies of his brain structure to be miniaturised and placed into a ‘learning AI’; Which would later end up becoming something quite important later in life.
Something happened in Fenrir labs which was still not explained, while on trial with the AI, he’d return outside of Fenrir labs to see that it had been burnt to a crisp, him and a few others saw that a plentiful payoff had also been deposited into their accounts, but in acts of secrecy and what happened inside those labs, everyone managed to keep their mouth shut and move on, into civilian life, or higher departments. The arson of Fenrir-labs had been written off, barely any media coverage.
Chapter 2 "Rheinland Military testing":
Enfield would continue to live off that large payoff in a daily, boring life of toying with minimal resources and equipment, he soon turned to his AI for social comforting. They got on quite fondly of each other as the AI learnt more. They both started designing improvements to their augmentations and some new ones, designing several additives before boredom again took over. They realized that all the equipment they’d built, everything they’d designed has yet to meet its full potential within testing. “We could try the military…?”
When he turned 22, thing started turning the other way, under the ruse of being loyal to the Rheinland state he kept his weapon testing on ground peace keeping operations and space-flight integrated combat assistants within engagements. His academy scores were propelled due to his augmented advantages. But it was pretty much your daily dose of paperwork, combat, peacekeeping and mess-hall fiascos. But around a few months in he’d finally encounter the Nomads, which ended ticking off his curiosity into extreme levels, so extreme they were a danger to others around him.
These reports did end up becoming noticed by federal security agents (BDM). Although they still couldn’t pinpoint his intent that would go directly against the Rheinland state. So when they attempted to contact him, they’d soon find he’d already packed his bags and headed for the Border. He’d predicted they would be onto him very quickly, and already made arrangements for a room on a Freeport to be used. Just around the time after his leaving from the Buro, Enfield had encountered a Nomad that requested a task be done, although still sketchy about it, he would proceed to the requested location in Sprague. This event would propel his curiosity for the Nomad and Dom’Kavosh race exponentially, he’d see the almost basic power of nomad ruins and learn of their curiosity towards Humans was just the same as Humans to Nomads.
Chapter 3 "Joshua Hunt": “So where does this leave us now…?” Again, everything was back to stage one, no jobs, no tasks, just time for them to mingle with themselves. Setting up back on Cambridge at his parent’s old cottage house, he lived his life of weapon testing, chocolate bars and his ‘Holographic Girlfriend.’ Within all this, we would then understand that his life wouldn’t be the same without someone who had stood by him within all the extremes or his downfalls. An agreement by them was made, one of them dies, so does the other.
Uh-oh, boredom. Traveling to the Omicrons would show a different story of Sirius to him, this was a war between so many groups that he’d sit back and wonder if all this fighting was worth it, but never the less his trip here wasn’t to judge war, but to observe the Nomads in their home territories. He saw some interesting vessels, larger and more numerous than the ones encountered in Rheinland. But while staying in the local Freeport, he was contacted by an individual who offered him a job. Nomad-research, payment, supplies and connections. Why wouldn’t he refuse with the details given to him? This man was Hunt, and would prove to be the catalyst into his roller-coaster of a life choice.
Unfortunately Enfield was one that wouldn’t question those who would supply him the means to make what he wishes. But he questioned himself when his regular tasks involved shooting Nomads, building military facilities and creating super-weapons on a solar destructive scale, selling nomadic remains to government agency for funds and resources. This would come into conclusion when in 822A.S. Enfield would find that Kansas was the result of Hunts toying, he would be met with not just an assassin but a fleet of Nomad vessels. “Hunt, where are you?!” He’d find himself abandoned, left alone to defy death once again with the smallest margin. His friendship for hunt fell apart when he returned home scared to nothing. It was all gone, his work, his research taken by a mad man who wished to control Sirius. His peace with the Nomads, ruined.
Chapter 4 "Corruption & the BDM":
Skip around a few months, his loss of trust would then turn into an instability of a creative mind, prepared to make anything from weapons of mass destruction to sources of power. He turned to the agency that tried to apprehend him. He found it was under new management, one of an old friend. His history working with an anti-nomad establishment and his knowledge around nuclear and weapon developments allowed him almost an instant pardon from the Buro. He decided to use this to gain access to unmatched resources and funds but would trade off his resistance to kill to his ability to shed blood without remorse. Both Human and Alien. Zeal would soon accept that this universe isn’t all pretty flowers and numbers, but a huge bloodbath ready to be exploited at a moment’s notice. These events were extreme and took a toll on their morals and mentality.
Enfield worked within the agency at speed, able to cause chaos at a moment’s notice at an intended target, he was a specialist within an agency. Becoming one of their chief scientists within specialized projects and gaining the trust of the people he worked with as he became their “Head of internal affairs”, even becoming their “Special relations Diplomat” making deals with different criminal in favour of the Buro. Although situations of his past caught up with him. His new found mentality had changed him, and a proposition to repair the reputation that was damaged with the Nomads had appeared. “I’ll do it, just quit shooting me.” A double agent had arisen, and a new chapter is taking place.
Geoff seems like a pretty fleshed out char for the most part, and, aside from his (your) penchant for role playing Geoff along with Zeal, I would say from my own personal experience, that you might want to consider giving more time to those who's RP relies on your efforts to further their story. I'm sure you know who I mean.