Post by Sabal on Jul 9, 2008 22:47:33 GMT -6
Full Name: Sabal Ithra (Sabal)
Race: Species 8472
Sex: Female (Driira)
Martial Status: Pentagonal Union
Children: 3
Height: 3.1 Meters (122 inches)
Weight: 98 Kilograms (215 pounds)
Eye Color: Purple
Age: 78
Born: Earth Year 2310
Home: Fluidic Space in the Driira Clan
Education: 40 years Basic Education, 10 years advanced fighter pilot training, 1 year simulated Starfleet training in the Starfleet Corps of Engineers.
Previous Assignments: None with Starfleet
Current Assignment: USS Cold Harbor NCC 92020 Officer Exchange Program
Post: Fighter Pilot and Secondary Engineer
Siblings: 8
Parental Pentagon
Father: Alton Dyn (Driirn clan)
Mother: Xun Vrae (Driira clan) deceased
Creator: Tsab Gos (Wyss clan)
Breeder: Quar Iira (Ylene clan)
Raiser: Olor Ffyn (Ynda clan)
Personal History:
Born earth year 2310 I was my parental pentagons second child. For the first ten years of my life I was raised by Olor my fifth parent. Shortly after my tenth birthday I was sent to live with the rest of the members of my gender in the Driira (Female) clan. For the next forty years I was schooled by my clan in basic hand-to-hand combat, piloting, breeding ships, medicine, engineering, etc. Upon turning fifty I was considered and adult and required to make a Pentagonal Union of my own for breeding season (which occurs once every ten years we also mate for life). My Pentagonal Unions Breeder gave birth to our first child later in the year.
Over the next ten years I studied extensively to become a fighter pilot and was appointed a position in my clan’s fighter squadron and promoted from Tier Five to Tier Four.
In the early 2373 there was an accident in the Driirn (Male) clan region of Fluidic Space. Their scientists were working on a way to breed our bioships to produce trans warp speeds. There was an explosion that created a small leak in our realm. We fixed the problem quickly, but not quick enough. Little did we know on the other side of the leak was the Delta Quadrant of the Milky Way Galaxy within a light year of a Borg Cube. They noticed the leak almost instantly and once it closed, they immediately started working on a way to open it again. They succeeded and came into our space and left again shortly after. All five clans (genders) were put on alert, within a week (earth time) the invasion came. They wanted to “assimilate” our biotechnology. They soon found that we were immune to their “assimilation” techniques and that our technology was far superior. They retreated and we followed. Our orders from Tier One were to eradicate this new “impure” universe. We were winning. Then there was a new threat, a bi-pedal race called Humans belonging to a Federation. The Federation ship Voyager allied themselves with the Borg to destroy us. The Borg killed many using that technology including my mother. We retreated back to Fluidic Space and started to formulate a plan to eradicate these beings of the Milky Way.
In the earth year 2375 we returned to the Delta Quadrant to build thirteen Terraspheres containing re-creations of key Alpha Quadrant locales, including Starfleet Headquarters, in order to train our operatives in humanoid culture, values, and biology, based on information that we collected from the Borg. I trained in one of the Terraspheres for a year. I was in the Starfleet Corps of Engineers, and posing as a Bolian. The Federation Humans found our Terraspheres and some of our misconceptions were allayed when Voyager's Captain conducted negotiations with our representatives, the first real talks between us. The Humans agreed to share their nanoprobe weapons technology with us, in exchange for some of our own technology and a promise to drop our infiltration plans and return to fluidic space. We returned to Fluidic Space. I was promoted to Tier Two shortly after.
After reevaluating our place in the universe and being “Knocked off our high horse” in 2381 High members (Tier One and Two) of the five clans grouped together for a meeting (Myself included), many of our race was interested in exploring the Milky Way Galaxy once again, the right way this time. So we anonymously decided to contact the United Federation of Planets for formal peace talks.
We opened up a quantum singularity just outside the planet that Starfleet was located (Earth) and sent through ten bioships, well needless to say there was a little confusion initially and we were quickly surrounded. “Ooops” Looking back on it now, ten ships was probably a little aggressive… Later that year an official peace treaty was signed between our peoples. In late 2384 the United Federation of Planets and leading Tier One and Two members set up an officer exchange program. Several of us joined the program including myself, most wanted to join exploration ships to discover new species, I on the other hand was more interested in observing battle tactics, learning new battle maneuvers, and studying the current Federation species and how they reacted under pressure. I was very excited when I learned that Starfleet had recently implemented a new offensive military arm consisting of Crisis Response Vessels, and requested a position on one. I was selected to serve on the USS Cold Harbor NCC 92020 as Fighter Pilot and Secondary Engineer along with my small sentient fighter ship (her name is Felyn).
Medical/Psychological:
We are a tripedal species, around three meters tall, extremely muscular, and biologically unique. We live for two hundred and fifty years. Our DNA is arranged in a triple helix formation, and is the most densely coded DNA ever encountered by Starfleet. We have five sexes each of which occupies a different region our realm. Our immune system is able to destroy anything which penetrates our body: chemical, biological, or technological. We are impervious to normal Borg assimilation methods. We have amazing restorative abilities when injured. Our immune system can even be used as a means of attack. We can attack with our claws rather than with any other type of weapon allowing our cells to come into contact with a victim's where they will infect every system and consume it from the inside out. Because of this I will wear special covers over my claws so I don’t accidentally scratch a fellow crew mate. In addition, if threatened, we are able to commit suicide by releasing a cellular toxin into our bloodstreams. We emit a biogenic field around our bodies it is created by our subconscious and canot be just “turned off”. This field renders us nearly invisible to sensors, making it almost impossible to pinpoint our exact location. This field also interferes with normal transporters and forcefields. I require a tank in my quarters for resting and regenerating it will be filled with a special fluid that is classified by my species. I also need to “feed” Felyn this fluid three times a week, depending on how much she is ridden. We also have the ability to genetically alter our apperance, with help from an isomorphic injection, I find this process very uncomfortable and extreemly painful. It is against our laws to use this for anything more then information gathering, and I will only do it if ordered to by a superior officer.
Physiologically, we are non-humanoid. We are able to withstand the vacuum of space. We have no vocal cords and communicate exclusively via telepathy in our natural form, we generate vibrations from the front of our forhead when we are injured, upset, or angry that’s heard as a high pitched screech by other species. With the help of the Federations scientists we were able to create a small translator to translate our thoughts into spoken word, on me this translator is hung on a necklace around my neck. Even with our dense musculature and increased height, we posses great flexibility and can move much faster than most humanoids.
Psychologically I have an excellent head on my shoulders, quick to react in a tense situation, and great at following orders. But I have a little of my races Xenophobia and sometimes find it difficult meeting new species. I have an extreme dislike for the Borg. Even though Species 8472 children don’t have much to do with their mothers after they are born, the premature death of my mother affected me profoundly.
Hobbies/Interests:
I really enjoy flying on Felyn, swimming, and I also like the arts (books, paintings, plays, etc) I really enjoy studying the other species around me. But I love music, I have never heard anything like this, as we have no vocal cords, we don’t sing. I will always have music playing in my quarters.
Mating (For information purposes only):
We mate every ten years and once we chose our mates we form a Pentagonal Union (Marriage) at age fifty and stay bonded for life and we can only have children until our two hundredth birthday. I will go back to Fluidic Space during this time, and meet my Male for three weeks of courting rituals. Then we spend one week creating the telepathic thought of the child, once created, we pass the thought onto our Creator. At this point my job is done and I can return to duty. The Creator takes the thought and produces it into an egg. Our Creator then passes the egg to our Breeder. Our Breeder implants the egg within itself and gives birth in six months to live young, then hands the child to our Raiser to rear for ten years. Most Unions have sixteen children, unless there is a premature death of one or more of the Union, in which case they will remain “Married” but will no longer have children.
Race: Species 8472
Sex: Female (Driira)
Martial Status: Pentagonal Union
Children: 3
Height: 3.1 Meters (122 inches)
Weight: 98 Kilograms (215 pounds)
Eye Color: Purple
Age: 78
Born: Earth Year 2310
Home: Fluidic Space in the Driira Clan
Education: 40 years Basic Education, 10 years advanced fighter pilot training, 1 year simulated Starfleet training in the Starfleet Corps of Engineers.
Previous Assignments: None with Starfleet
Current Assignment: USS Cold Harbor NCC 92020 Officer Exchange Program
Post: Fighter Pilot and Secondary Engineer
Siblings: 8
Parental Pentagon
Father: Alton Dyn (Driirn clan)
Mother: Xun Vrae (Driira clan) deceased
Creator: Tsab Gos (Wyss clan)
Breeder: Quar Iira (Ylene clan)
Raiser: Olor Ffyn (Ynda clan)
Personal History:
Born earth year 2310 I was my parental pentagons second child. For the first ten years of my life I was raised by Olor my fifth parent. Shortly after my tenth birthday I was sent to live with the rest of the members of my gender in the Driira (Female) clan. For the next forty years I was schooled by my clan in basic hand-to-hand combat, piloting, breeding ships, medicine, engineering, etc. Upon turning fifty I was considered and adult and required to make a Pentagonal Union of my own for breeding season (which occurs once every ten years we also mate for life). My Pentagonal Unions Breeder gave birth to our first child later in the year.
Over the next ten years I studied extensively to become a fighter pilot and was appointed a position in my clan’s fighter squadron and promoted from Tier Five to Tier Four.
In the early 2373 there was an accident in the Driirn (Male) clan region of Fluidic Space. Their scientists were working on a way to breed our bioships to produce trans warp speeds. There was an explosion that created a small leak in our realm. We fixed the problem quickly, but not quick enough. Little did we know on the other side of the leak was the Delta Quadrant of the Milky Way Galaxy within a light year of a Borg Cube. They noticed the leak almost instantly and once it closed, they immediately started working on a way to open it again. They succeeded and came into our space and left again shortly after. All five clans (genders) were put on alert, within a week (earth time) the invasion came. They wanted to “assimilate” our biotechnology. They soon found that we were immune to their “assimilation” techniques and that our technology was far superior. They retreated and we followed. Our orders from Tier One were to eradicate this new “impure” universe. We were winning. Then there was a new threat, a bi-pedal race called Humans belonging to a Federation. The Federation ship Voyager allied themselves with the Borg to destroy us. The Borg killed many using that technology including my mother. We retreated back to Fluidic Space and started to formulate a plan to eradicate these beings of the Milky Way.
In the earth year 2375 we returned to the Delta Quadrant to build thirteen Terraspheres containing re-creations of key Alpha Quadrant locales, including Starfleet Headquarters, in order to train our operatives in humanoid culture, values, and biology, based on information that we collected from the Borg. I trained in one of the Terraspheres for a year. I was in the Starfleet Corps of Engineers, and posing as a Bolian. The Federation Humans found our Terraspheres and some of our misconceptions were allayed when Voyager's Captain conducted negotiations with our representatives, the first real talks between us. The Humans agreed to share their nanoprobe weapons technology with us, in exchange for some of our own technology and a promise to drop our infiltration plans and return to fluidic space. We returned to Fluidic Space. I was promoted to Tier Two shortly after.
After reevaluating our place in the universe and being “Knocked off our high horse” in 2381 High members (Tier One and Two) of the five clans grouped together for a meeting (Myself included), many of our race was interested in exploring the Milky Way Galaxy once again, the right way this time. So we anonymously decided to contact the United Federation of Planets for formal peace talks.
We opened up a quantum singularity just outside the planet that Starfleet was located (Earth) and sent through ten bioships, well needless to say there was a little confusion initially and we were quickly surrounded. “Ooops” Looking back on it now, ten ships was probably a little aggressive… Later that year an official peace treaty was signed between our peoples. In late 2384 the United Federation of Planets and leading Tier One and Two members set up an officer exchange program. Several of us joined the program including myself, most wanted to join exploration ships to discover new species, I on the other hand was more interested in observing battle tactics, learning new battle maneuvers, and studying the current Federation species and how they reacted under pressure. I was very excited when I learned that Starfleet had recently implemented a new offensive military arm consisting of Crisis Response Vessels, and requested a position on one. I was selected to serve on the USS Cold Harbor NCC 92020 as Fighter Pilot and Secondary Engineer along with my small sentient fighter ship (her name is Felyn).
Medical/Psychological:
We are a tripedal species, around three meters tall, extremely muscular, and biologically unique. We live for two hundred and fifty years. Our DNA is arranged in a triple helix formation, and is the most densely coded DNA ever encountered by Starfleet. We have five sexes each of which occupies a different region our realm. Our immune system is able to destroy anything which penetrates our body: chemical, biological, or technological. We are impervious to normal Borg assimilation methods. We have amazing restorative abilities when injured. Our immune system can even be used as a means of attack. We can attack with our claws rather than with any other type of weapon allowing our cells to come into contact with a victim's where they will infect every system and consume it from the inside out. Because of this I will wear special covers over my claws so I don’t accidentally scratch a fellow crew mate. In addition, if threatened, we are able to commit suicide by releasing a cellular toxin into our bloodstreams. We emit a biogenic field around our bodies it is created by our subconscious and canot be just “turned off”. This field renders us nearly invisible to sensors, making it almost impossible to pinpoint our exact location. This field also interferes with normal transporters and forcefields. I require a tank in my quarters for resting and regenerating it will be filled with a special fluid that is classified by my species. I also need to “feed” Felyn this fluid three times a week, depending on how much she is ridden. We also have the ability to genetically alter our apperance, with help from an isomorphic injection, I find this process very uncomfortable and extreemly painful. It is against our laws to use this for anything more then information gathering, and I will only do it if ordered to by a superior officer.
Physiologically, we are non-humanoid. We are able to withstand the vacuum of space. We have no vocal cords and communicate exclusively via telepathy in our natural form, we generate vibrations from the front of our forhead when we are injured, upset, or angry that’s heard as a high pitched screech by other species. With the help of the Federations scientists we were able to create a small translator to translate our thoughts into spoken word, on me this translator is hung on a necklace around my neck. Even with our dense musculature and increased height, we posses great flexibility and can move much faster than most humanoids.
Psychologically I have an excellent head on my shoulders, quick to react in a tense situation, and great at following orders. But I have a little of my races Xenophobia and sometimes find it difficult meeting new species. I have an extreme dislike for the Borg. Even though Species 8472 children don’t have much to do with their mothers after they are born, the premature death of my mother affected me profoundly.
Hobbies/Interests:
I really enjoy flying on Felyn, swimming, and I also like the arts (books, paintings, plays, etc) I really enjoy studying the other species around me. But I love music, I have never heard anything like this, as we have no vocal cords, we don’t sing. I will always have music playing in my quarters.
Mating (For information purposes only):
We mate every ten years and once we chose our mates we form a Pentagonal Union (Marriage) at age fifty and stay bonded for life and we can only have children until our two hundredth birthday. I will go back to Fluidic Space during this time, and meet my Male for three weeks of courting rituals. Then we spend one week creating the telepathic thought of the child, once created, we pass the thought onto our Creator. At this point my job is done and I can return to duty. The Creator takes the thought and produces it into an egg. Our Creator then passes the egg to our Breeder. Our Breeder implants the egg within itself and gives birth in six months to live young, then hands the child to our Raiser to rear for ten years. Most Unions have sixteen children, unless there is a premature death of one or more of the Union, in which case they will remain “Married” but will no longer have children.