03-10-2019, 02:43 AM
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Identity: <|> Josie “Rose” Hemlocke <|>
Affiliation: <|> "Hellhound" of the Rogues. <|>
Background information.
Favored ship: Z-Series 5900 "Werewolf" Pirate HFF
"To be sure an overall upgrade of the Wolfhound, while lacking the turret, extra speed and maneuverability of it's base model it makes up for in an extra auxiliary slot, that with Rogue ingenuity is capable of "mounting", or rather jamming into socket a variety of equipment, most oftenly noted the Tartarus cannon. With the power core to reliably challenge gunship models. While not having as many forward guns and massive burst output of firepower as other ships of its class, the Werewolf is capable of sustained fire, something that is a rarity among Rogue models at large, making it the ideal vanguard and heavy escort vessel for any rogue patrol. Hemlocke specifically favors this ship due to it's massive armor and power core, with rogue's limited understanding of power dynamics, the larger, the better. The unchained destruction this beast of war is capable of putting out is ideal for the solo missions into lawful territory and deep space Hemlocke finds himself making often. Wading through the battle in a tide of crimson fury the Werewolf hasn't left him wanting, the only times he's been taken down were because his skills failed the ship, not because something went wrong with the beast."
Date of Birth: 03/07/785 A.S.
Birthstones: Aquamarine/Emerald
Zodiac Sign(s): Pisces/Taurus
"Hemlocke is an abnormality, predicted originally to be born the night of 0/5/19/785 A.S. Hemlocke's mother was forced into early labor due to a horrible illness that threatened to kill her and the child within. Early labor ensued within the hospital 2 months earlier than planned and a C section took place. Hemlocke came into the world 2 months early, a small child with no fat whatsoever the doctors had feared he wouldn't survive the first hours of life in the world. His mother and father had made the decision to abandon Hemlocke in an alley in the slums of Manhattan to die an orphan. Deeming him unfit of their rich and privileged lives of luxurious comfort in the skyline of the city. Now a grown man, raised a rogue, lived a hessian Hemlocke has returned to Liberty possessing all the traits of both his birth signs. Anyone who pays attention will notice his duality appear within the oddest of moments."
Personality Traits: Walking Contradiction.
"Hemlocke is a little chunk of chaos in this universe, possessing many different personality traits, most conflicting and contradicting others. The most notable traits often seen by others are. Vengeful, Spiteful, Polite(When he wants to be) Rude, Possessive, Vindictive, Blunt, Psychotic, impulsive and "logical". Though many more are present and don't always shine through his over the top violent, blood hungry personality and mania."
Problems: Endless.
"To combat Hemlocke's insatiable thirst for blood a few luckier souls have found he's easier to get along with while drunk. Dreadfully and outwardly violent when sober, Hemlocke became aware of his ability to cope and deal with the pathetic people around him over time with his senses being dulled. During his time in Rheinland and among the Hessians he acquired a taste for Rheinbier specifically over any other alcohol. Rarely indulging in Bourbon, Wine and Sake however for festive occasions."
"Contradictory to Hemlocke's banner, he heavily dislikes cardamine, not to a point he hates it but refuses to indulge in or be around it for risking that his genetic code be altered by the drug. Like most outside of the rogues he questions it's control and influence over the minds of people. This is not his Hessian bias however, that's reserved for Corsairs he spent 3 years of his life fighting in the trench warfare of Omega-5. While acknowledging the substance as incredibly profitable, should a cardamine trader treat him rudely he has no qualms with blasting them to pieces or bashing their skull in station side. Typically though he simply ignores their existence for the sake of his history with the Liberty Rogues."
"Unbridled fury and mindless blood lust. In the heat of battle Hemlocke's mental instabilities come to life as he is prone to losing himself in the midst of battle and slaughtering anyone who gets in his way, friend or foe, fellow rogues dubbed him the "Hellhound" and many rogues, old and new know him by that title today. He is a master of slaughter, not so great at precise killing but what rogue actually is? He's an absolute nightmare for any fellow rogue or ally on the battlefield and a commander's worst fears realized. Hemlocke is nearly incapable of following orders on the field of battle due to the rage induced mental snaps and thirst for blood and is often left behind deep within enemy lines tearing apart everything that moves until he snaps back to reality when everything around him is smoking pile of scrap or a bloody mess on the floor. Good luck getting this guy to follow orders."
"During Hemlocke's escape from Liberty in the early stages of his life after murdering his parents his burning ship was running out of fuel and he decided to use the gravity well of the Texas star to slingshot the ship toward the Bering jump anomaly to reach hailing distance of the Freeport, however during the sling with the ship's hull pierced in several locations and shields down the sun's fury beat down on Hemlocke in the cockpit, frying his brain resulting in amnesia for the next 10 years of his life and leaving his body a ruin, the radiation had eaten away at most of his muscle and left the man on the brink of death. Thankfully Zoner patrols within Bering found his ship wedged between two rocks and pried him free, dragging him and the ship back to the Freeport where a local Zoner Scientist treated his wounds and nursed him back to health over the course of 2 years, However while she was able to treat most of his issues she was unable to treat the dormant cancer awakened and mutated within Hemlocke's lungs before he left to get back to his murderous tendencies. This cancer manifested in full force over the course of his life, boiling over after his return to liberty and rejoining the pack of the liberty rogues under Dwayne Lewis. Those around him at the time could see the cancer effecting the pigment of his skin and his ability to stay awake, pale and thin his fate seemed irreversible until the wounded wolf did something that brought him entirely out of his comfort zone, and reached out for help to Doc Holiday, Zoner medical professional. Doc Holiday cut the source of the cancer out, removing the lungs entirely for the replacements he was brought. Nursing Hemlocke back to health over the course of a week, as Hemlocke's own body aided in the healing process."
Hemlocke's Appearance: Scarred.
"Some time in Hemlocke's life, presumably during his prison break he had lost his left eye, during his treatments on Freeport 2 there was a robotic eye implant fashioned for him by the doctor treating him, originally having a yellow hue the robotic eye over time began to rust and spark violently, forcing Hemlocke to tear the eye from it's socket due to it burning the flesh and skin around it. Leaving the area around his right eye black and burnt ashen. During his time in the Hessians he replaced the reflector crystal within the eye from a yellow plastic like crystal to a fragmented Blood Diamond. Resulting in the eye producing a dark crimson red when the light shines through it. Due to the eye randomly sparking up a storm Hemlocke for the sake of others and the decency he actually has fashioned a metal face plate that he wears on his left cheek that he pulls up to cover his burnt eye socket so people don't have to look at it another use for the face plate is to cover a disgustingly deep gash in the left side of his face that was the original wound that took out his eye, going from his eye socket deep into his cheek and all the way down to his chin it's not great to look at, and Hemlocke isn't fond of showing his scars as he finds the idea stupid. His old IMG style jacket was black from it's original Grey coloration due to blood, dirt and oil that has stained it over the years, recently blowing up in his werewolf outside the Gen'an festival in Shikoku he no longer has that jacket. Over the years Hemlocke has done very little to trim or keep his hair, resulting in a long dark brown mess of wild hair, about the only thing he does is clean it but that does nothing for the tangles and wild appearance. Due to Hemlocke having the face plate on constantly the area underneath is grizzled and haired, even if he didn't wear the face plate he wouldn't be able to shave it due to the gash in his face. No one can see the facial hair though as he trims as much outside the plate as he can, the rest of his face neatly cleaned with a sharp blade. His usual clothes consist of a dark grey/black T-shirt with a brown leather belt over black pants and boots. on his left hip two curved blades are present in an odd open ended sheath, a Belial-Zwei hybrid revolver-shelled blaster he fashioned himself hanging off his right hip, the man had no reason to hide his weaponry. Hemlocke comes in at 5'11 ft. tall or 182.33 cm (roughly) His right human eye is hazel which contrasts his darker brown hair, the only noticeable difference is the cats-eye yellow lines rounding the pupil of his eye, like the spokes of an uncompleted wheel."
Experience: Hessian Engineer/Veteran.
"With Hemlocke's multiple years spent battling Corsairs in the Hammen Hole of Omega-5, he has hatred of their kind rooted deep within his being, losing many of his own friends and seeing many comrades fall to his enemy he'll never be able to forget those he failed to save, the Corsairs he killed don't even cross his mind. With Hessian bases so far away during his time in Omega-5, the Hessians had resorted to mostly guerrilla warfare, many becoming skilled in scavenging and siphoning fuel from wrecks, and making spacewalk repairs upon their ships, anything close to professional repair jobs being brief visits from Hel or Veidar class cruisers. Hemlocke has grown accustomed to working with nothing, and knows his way around his Werewolf that he's had since he left Liberty all those years ago, ship maintenance comes as a second nature to him as he hates relying on others for anything."