[D20 Modern] Stargate SG-1 - Confrontation [Casting Complete]

[KitanaVorr]

Lorelai Nguyen, Assistant Professor of Systems Engineering, Cornell University
Smart Heroine 3
Academic[Computer Use, Decipher Script, Knowledge (technology)]

Allegiance: Her motivations, Herself
Age: 19
Gender: female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 110 lbs
Eyes: dark brown
Hair: long black with brown/gold/red highlights
Skin: lightly tanned

STR: 14
DEX: 16
CON: 14
INT: 18
WIS: 14
CHA: 12

Hit Dice: 1d6 + 2
HP: 20
Defense: 19
Initiative: +3
BAB: +1
Melee: +3
Ranged: +4
Speed: 30’

FORT: +4
REFL: +5
WILL: +3

REP: +1
AP: 19
Wealth: ?

Class Abilities: Savant(Computer Use), Linguist

Feats:
1st Level: Simple Weapons Proficiency, Skill Emphasis (Computer Use), Proficiency (Personal Fire Arms Proficiency)
2nd Level: Gearhead
3rd Level: Combat Martial Arts

Skills: 52+26=78
Computer Use +20 / 6
Craft (chemical) +7 / 2
Craft (electronic) +11 / 6
Craft (mechanical) +11 / 6
Craft (pharmaceutical) +6 / 1
Decipher Script +12 / 6
Demolitions +11 / 6
Disable Device +11 / 6
Investigate +6 / 1
Knowledge:
- Behavioral Sciences +6 / 1
- History +6 / 1
- Earth and Life Sciences +11 / 6
- Physical Sciences +11 / 6
- Technology +12 / 6
Profession (Professor) +3 / 1
Repair +11 / 6
Research +11 / 6
Read/Write Language 4 (Vietnamese, Arabic, Latin, German)
Speak Language 1 (Japanese)

Languages: English, Vietnamese, Latin, Arabic, German

Equipment:
Digital camera 0.5 lbs, DC 14
Computer, notebook (4 upgrades) 5 lbs, DC 31, +4 to computer use

More equipment to come later when we figure out what we get


Character Initiation

The chalk made her sneeze.

Buildings full of technology, first-rate engineering students participating in cutting-edge experiments all over the engineering quad, high-tech gadgets such as the smart-boards, the soccer robot...and they stick her in a classroom with huge chalkboards, fat chalk pieces and erasers that sorely needed to be dusted off.

Lorelai twitched her nose but it was no use. The sound echoed, a high-pitched squeaky reverberation that interrupted her lecture right at the best part. Dangling her students in the middle of an explanation on quarks and the flavors there of, how could they not stay to hear the rest? The sound of books slamming shut, snoring ceasing its echo, and students rustling impatiently informed her that it was time to let them go. The muons would have to wait until Wednesday.

It took her the better part of ten minutes to make her way back to her office, a little closet situated in the coldest part of Upson. The door creaked as she shoved it open and let it slam behind her. Dumping her bag and mail onto her desk, she sunk herself into her favorite old leather desk chair to sift through everything that had dropped her in her in the two hours she had been teaching class.

That was when the knock came.

Ugh, not another student…

“Come in!” she called out with a tired sigh and tried to put an upbeat smile on her face. The expression quickly changed to something else when instead of grungy college student, a sharply dressed Air Force officer stepped through. Almost immediately Loreli regretted not trying to make herself even more presentable this morning.

The man was cute.

“Lorelai Nguyen?” he spoke, eyeing the young woman who looked more like a college student than a professor sitting behind the desk.

“Yes, um…did you…did you need something?” she answered, slightly flustered as she self-consciously brushed back her hair and patted down her clothes. Her brows arched slightly when he placed an envelope into her hands. “What’s this? I mean…I know it’s a letter,” she amended, blushing slightly as she started to tear it open. “But oh…nevermind.”

A strange way to deliver an envelope (not that she was going to complain), and even stranger letter inside. What the hell? Can it possibly be more cryptic? Her expert eyes analyzed the text, the paper, the envelope. Whoever had sent it certainly knew what they were doing. The wording though…something about it tickled her curiosity.

If this was for real…it was certainly going to be something amazing. Everything about it sounded quite mysterious…it was definitely something unexpected…perhaps a black project? But it was an odd way to ask.

Glancing up, she realized the officer was still standing there patiently. “Oh…um…you can go now…you know, dismissed and all that.” Unless you’re single and want to go out with me…you are just so cute…geez, Lorelai, you need to get out more often.

“Ma’am, I am ordered to await your response…your final response.”

“Final…?”

“Final.”

Was he serious? Oh god, he was. Final response? Based on just this piece of paper and a cute officer standing in front of her?

Tapping the edge of the letter against her lips, her mind began to whirl with the possibilities, weighing and analyzing the letter’s text. Could she just step away on some wild goose-chase just at the brink of tenure?

What the hell…interesting things never happened to people who didn’t take a risk or two.

“Tell whoever sent you, Lorelai Nguyen is on her way.”

Pause.

“Would you like some tea or something? I know this great café just down the road…”

 

[Vardeman]

Where's a good place to find photos? I'm thinking maybe Ding Chavez from Clear & Present Danger.

V

 

[KitanaVorr]

Where's a good place to find photos? I'm thinking maybe Ding Chavez from Clear & Present Danger.

V

here's a good place to find pictures: http://us.imdb.com/

 

[Vardeman]

here's a good place to find pictures: http://us.imdb.com/

Sigh, but no headshots of Ding (Raymond Cruz).

V

 

[Keia]

For those of you already admitted into the game there are a few additional details about your characters that I would like to have to flesh out the characters.

1) Nationality
2) Current residence (City, State, Country)
3) Current work
4) Religion (just in generalities)
5) Allegiance
6) A list of languages spoken (and from what i.e.
intelligence bonus, academic, etc.)
7) A list of languages written

I'm creating a thread in the Rogue's Gallery to clear things up here.

http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=49604

For those already in, post your characters there in final form. If you can copy the format used by Kitana, there's an extra 750 xps to start for those that do.

Thanks,
Keia

 

[kid A]

Andreev Josef Ilianov
Nationality: Russian
Agency Affiliation: Independent Contractor (ex-Russian Air Force, ex-RSA)
Age: 41
Skills:
1) Engineering: Aeronautical, Astronautical, and Mechanical – Schooled at Russian Cosmonaut Training Center
2) Aerospace Technology – Schooled at Russian Cosmonaut Training Center
3) Weapons Training – Qualified during service with Russian Military, and re-qualified when in service of Russian Air Force and USAF
4) Piloting – Can pilot many vehicles and has a knack for intuitively figuring out vehicles he doesn’t know

Background

Ever since his birth, Andreev Ilianov has dreamed of the stars. Born in 1962, he was 7 years old when he witnessed the U.S land on the moon. Stars in his eyes, he enlisted into the Russian Air Force at age 18, where he excelled in piloting, aeronautics and mechanics. After four years of service, Andreev was invited to attend the Russian Cosmonaut Training Center, where he studied Aeronautical and Astronautical Engineering as well as Aerospace Technology. During this time, he worked very closely with the Russian Space Administration and Russian Military. Upon graduation in 1990, he began his service with the Russian Space Administration, but with the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, the RSA began to lose funding. Despite the dwindling program, Andreev managed to continue working with the RSA and Russian Military, and finally realized his dreams of going to the stars! He piloted a Russian Launch in 1993, and then again in 1995 to spearhead the reconfiguration of the MIR Space Station to dock U.S. Space Shuttles. Unfortunately, due to the Russian Government’s gradual halting of the MIR Station’s funding, Andreev officially left the RSA at the end of 1995. He took residence in the U.S., attaining his citizenship and establishing himself as a consultant with NASA. In addition, he has freelanced as an independent contractor, and has worked on several joint projects with the USAF, RSA, and the British Ministry of Space.

Letter

After a long day at the Kennedy Space Center, Andreev walks to his car to head back to his apartment to get, he hopes, a decent night’s sleep for a change. He realizes, however, at the sight of a USAF Lieutenant standing by his car, that it is going to be an even longer night than he expected. The Lieutenant hands him a packet with the labels “Top Secret” and “Eyes Only,” detailing a “chance to pursue your lifetime goals in a unique opportunity.” Andreev had heard rumors around NASA of a top-secret American project, and in fact, several of his colleagues had been selected for it. He had even had dinner with an old colleague, and although she was reluctant to give any details, she maintained that it was the opportunity of a lifetime, and that she hoped that someday Andreev himself would be summoned. Andreev very much doubted this, due to his nationality and the prejudices held to this very day, but here he was, looking at this letter inviting him to pursue his lifetime goals. Included with the letter was a note from a Commander Craig Russell Durant, instructing Andreev to meet with him prior to his flight to Colorado.

Andreev remembered his run-in with Durant back in 1987, while he was attending a military conference in Moscow concerning joint NASA and RSA efforts in space exploration. Durant and his team had been assigned to anti-terrorist detail, as the U.S. military was still wary of the Soviet Union, and wanted nothing happening to their astronauts and scientists. Durant looked bored out of his skull. In the evening of the second day at the conference, he saw Durant at a local bar, and he bought him a drink. It was then that they discovered their mutual love for good Russian Vodka and they spent the rest of the night drinking and trading tales of their early military careers during the Cold War.

Andreev, nervous and excited about the possibilities indicated by the letter, hurried home to contact Commander Durant. As he was changing for his meeting, he made a mental note to remember a bottle of his best Vodka from his private stash to take to the meeting…

STR 12/+1
DEX 16/+3
CON 14/+2
INT 16/+3
WIS 12/+1
CHA 12/+1


Hope you like...

 

[Nuke261]

Keia
I posted Commander Durant in the Rogue's Gallery. I did not list equipment, I will email you a list for approval first, if that is ok. Unless you want us to wait and see what we are issued and go from there.

By the way everyone, I think our group is looking REAL good!!!

I can not wait to get started!!!

 

[kid A]

Andreev Josef Ilianov
Fast Hero 3 / Infiltrator 2
Adventurer [Spot, Knowledge - Technology, Personal Firearms Proficiency]

Age: 41
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 190
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Gray
Skin: White

Nationality: Russian (American citizen)
Current Residence: Orlando, Florida
Current Work: NASA Consultant, Independant Contractor
Religion: Atheist
Allegiances: Specifically, whatever organization provides him with work. In a broader sense, whatever he does is for the sake of science and discovery - for the advancement and betterment of mankind.

STR: 12
DEX: 16
CON: 14
INT: 16
WIS: 12
CHA: 11

Hit Dice: 8 + 4d8 + 10
hp: 42
Defense: 19 (10 Base + 3 Dex + 6 Class)
Initiative: +3
BAB: +3;
- Melee: +4
- Ranged: +6
Speed: 30'

FORT: +3 (1 Base + 2 Con)
REFL: +8 (5 Base + 3 Dex)
WILL: +2 (1 Base + 1 Will)

REP: +2
AP: 20
WEALTH:

Class Talents:
- Evasion (Fast 1)
- Uncanny Dodge (Fast 3)

Feats:
1st level
- Simple Weapons Proficiency
- Personal Firearms Proficiency
- Vehicle Expert
- Aircraft Operation - Spacecraft
2nd level
- Point Blank Shot
3rd level
- Heroic Surge

Skills:
Craft (mechanical) +9 / 6
Disable Device +8 / 5
Drive +13 / 8 (Vehicle Expert +2, Included)
Escape Artist +8 / 5
Hide +5 / 2
Investigate +8 / 5
Knowledge:
- Streetwise +4 / 1
- Technology +7 / 4
Listen +5 / 4
Move Silently +5 / 3
Pilot +13 / 8 (Vehicle Expert +2, Included)
Search +8 / 5
Spot +13 / 8 (Sweep +4 circumstance bonus out to 30’ – included)
Tumble +8 / 5

Languages:
Spoken Languages
- Russian, English, German
Written Languages
- Russian, English

Equipment: (in addition to standard issue equipment)
- Bottle of Russian Vodka


Introduction
Ever since his birth, Andreev Ilianov has dreamed of the stars. Born in 1962, he was 7 years old when he witnessed the U.S land on the moon. Stars in his eyes, he enlisted into the Russian Air Force at age 18, where he excelled in piloting, aeronautics and mechanics. After four years of service, Andreev was invited to attend the Russian Cosmonaut Training Center, where he studied Aeronautical and Astronautical Engineering as well as Aerospace Technology. During this time, he worked very closely with the Russian Space Administration and Russian Military. Upon graduation in 1990, he began his service with the Russian Space Administration, but with the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, the RSA began to lose funding. Despite the dwindling program, Andreev managed to continue working with the RSA and Russian Military, and finally realized his dreams of going to the stars! He piloted a Russian Launch in 1993, and then again in 1995 to spearhead the reconfiguration of the MIR Space Station to dock U.S. Space Shuttles. Unfortunately, due to the Russian Government’s gradual halting of the MIR Station’s funding, Andreev officially left the RSA at the end of 1995. He took residence in the U.S., attaining his citizenship and establishing himself as a consultant with NASA. In addition, he has freelanced as an independent contractor, and has worked on several joint projects with the USAF, RSA, and the British Ministry of Space.

The Letter
After a long day at the Kennedy Space Center, Andreev walks to his car to head back to his apartment to get, he hopes, a decent night’s sleep for a change. He realizes, however, at the sight of a USAF Lieutenant standing by his car, that it is going to be an even longer night than he expected. The Lieutenant hands him a packet with the labels “Top Secret” and “Eyes Only,” detailing a “chance to pursue your lifetime goals in a unique opportunity.” Andreev had heard rumors around NASA of a top-secret American project, and in fact, several of his colleagues had been selected for it. He had even had dinner with an old colleague, and although she was reluctant to give any details, she maintained that it was the opportunity of a lifetime, and that she hoped that someday Andreev himself would be summoned. Andreev very much doubted this, due to his nationality and the prejudices held to this very day, but here he was, looking at this letter inviting him to pursue his lifetime goals. Included with the letter was a note from a Commander Craig Russell Durant, instructing Andreev to meet with him prior to his flight to Colorado.

Andreev remembered his run-in with Durant back in 1987, while he was attending a military conference in Moscow concerning joint NASA and RSA efforts in space exploration. Durant and his team had been assigned to anti-terrorist detail, as the U.S. military was still wary of the Soviet Union, and wanted nothing happening to their astronauts and scientists. Durant looked bored out of his skull. In the evening of the second day at the conference, he saw Durant at a local bar, and he bought him a drink. It was then that they discovered their mutual love for good Russian Vodka and they spent the rest of the night drinking and trading tales of their early military careers during the Cold War.

Andreev, nervous and excited about the possibilities indicated by the letter, hurried home to contact Commander Durant. As he was changing for his meeting, he made a mental note to remember a bottle of his best Vodka from his private stash to take to the meeting…

 

[Keia]

To all SG-1 members, detailed wealth rules are posted in the new OOC thread, located here :

http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=49654

Keia

 

[MadThinker]

Luther (Luke) Philip Donovan
Dedicated Hero 3 / Field Medic 2 / Soldier 1

Age: 30
Gender: male
Height: 5’10”
Weight: 195
Eyes: green
Hair: brown
Skin: white

Nationality: American
Current Residence: Little Creek, Virginia
Current Work: Sniper/Medic for SEAL Team 2
Religion:
Allegiances: God and Country

STR: 12
DEX: 16
CON: 14
INT: 12
WIS: 14
CHA: 10

Hit Dice: 8 + 4d8 + 10
hp: 47
Defense: 17

Initiative: +3
BAB: +3
- Melee: +4
- Ranged: +6
Speed: 30'

FORT: +8 [size=1
[b]REFL:[/b] +5
WILL: +6

REP: +1
AP: 20
WEALTH:

Class Talents:
- Healing Knack (+2 to treat injury)
- Healing touch 1 (restore damage with kit)

Feats:
- Simple Weapons Proficiency
- Personal Firearms Proficiency
-Surgery
-Advanced Firearms Proficiency
-Point Blank Shot
-Far Shot
-Double Tap

Skills:

Computer Use +2/1
Craft (Pharmaceutical) +6/5
Diplomacy +2/2
Hide +9/6
Knowledge:
- Earth +5/4
- History +1/1
-Tactics +2/1
-Tech +3/1
Listen +5 / 3
Move Silently +9/6
Research +4/3
Sense Motive +3/1
Spot +11/9
Treat Injury +14/9



Introduction
Luther (Luke) Philip Donovan was born and raised in upstate New York. Upon graduation from high school and noticing a lack of jobs in the area, Luke joined the Navy to see the world and to figure out what to do with his life.
Luke had always been good at science, especially Biology, so he requested and was accepted to be trained as a corpsman (Medic). After completing his training, Luke bounced around from base to base for a few years until he landed an assignment at Little Creek, Virginia. While at Little Creek, Luke met Craig Durant, who over time, saw a certain potential and convinced Luke to enroll in BUD/S (Navy Seal training). Upon graduation of this initial training, Luke was sent to a number of other schools for training and due to some excellent shooting scores, was sent to sniper school. Luke had been stationed with SEAL Team 2 for the last four years (having been sent on numerous as of now classified missions) before receiving the call to join Durant's new unit.

The Letter
Luke Donovan was walking the 3 miles back to his barracks from the rifle range. On the way he was making mental notes on the letter he would write on the rifle he had been testing all week. As he walked through the buildings he heard a voice directly behind him call his name. Without turning he said, “What can I do for the U.S. Air Force, Lieutenant?” He turned to face the officer who was trying to hide his surprise. “Don’t tell me you thought you would surprise a Navy sniper,” he said as he took the folder with “Eyes Only” stamped across it. After he had read through the letter twice, he handed it back. “Okay. Let’s go.” With that said, he began walking towards the officer’s car. The Lieutenant, trying not to look surprised again, asked, “Don’t you have any questions? The others all had questions.” Luke continued towards the car. “No sir. They want me for some secret mission at some base I never heard of, I’m in.”