Character Name: Bellatrix
Race (Human, Ferengi, Klingon, Romulan, Bajoran, etc): Romulan
Rank and Position (First Officer, Doctor, Security Chief, Bartender, etc): Chief Security/Tactical Officer
Brief Back Story on Your Character: Born in the capital city of Romulus to an upper class family, Bellatrix since birth was ruthless and cunning in every endeavor. From the start she was groomed by her mother to use her natural beauty to seduce her enemies into submission and when the time came, stab them in the heart. She joined the military at a young age and rose through the ranks thanks in part to her tactical mind.
Her greatest achievement came during the Reman uprising of 2379. While Praetor Shinzon was away ion the Scimitar taking part in the Battle of the Bassen Rift. Bellatrix led a small group of Romulan Commandoes dubbed Cleaning Crew (In Romulan) who stealthily slaughtered several Reman soldiers and subsequently helped the re-instigation of the Senate.
She would later have the honor of meeting Captain William Riker of the USS Titan during the peace negotiations between the Federation and the Romulans. She described him as a consummate flirt and a womanizer but still held him in high regard because in her words, One of the few Humans I have met who is more of a fighter and less of a talker. I like that.
She, along with all remaining Romulans would receive the biggest shock of their lives in 2387 when a star near Romulus went supernova and reduced the home planet of the star empire to dust. Her entire family was killed and since then she holds an increasing animosity for Vulcans who in her words are liars and traitors, claiming to want to improve relations but during the time of need they did nothing. The emotionally and mental trauma may actually have had a positive effect because she is now less reckless and more controlled. Perhaps even a little colder.
Also, despite being a supporter of the new Federation-Romulan Alliance, she feels that the Star Empire is still strong enough to pick itself up without help. She supports the Alliance from the perspective that her newly earned knowledge and experience will turn her into a smarter and more dangerous fighter
Most recently, she spent some time on earth, honing her already near perfect marksman skills and has gained an interest in the so called martial arts which impressed her though she is not willing to admit it. In her words, I never thought that these mousy humans would actually at one time have developed ways to turn their own bodies into killing machines. I thought that was a Klingon thing
Character Personality (list a brief description of their traits, morals, etc): A violent upbringing is not uncommon amongst the proud people of Romulus who even after making an uneasy peace with the Federation consider themselves better than the rest.
Despite being given the opportunity of having a comfortable life as member of the Senate, Bellatrix decided to join the military. The battlefield became her home away from home. Though unlike the Klingons she does not believe in pride and honor, she considers them frivolous window dressing and sees war for the brutal, chaotic mayhem it is.
She is cold, cunning and ruthless. Not exactly your cliché action girl either. She shows her quick wit to those whom she fancies and spits poison for those she despises. Despite all this, she is probably one of the more polite members of the crew. She is a wolf, ever watchful.
Description of Your Character's Appearance (or simply post a picture if you're able): Think Romulan, Summer Glau. Martial Arts & Guns? River Tam from Firefly!!
Color and Font of Your Character's Speech: Lucida Console. Blue.
What Can You Bring To This Game: TOS/DS9 style spice to your TNG style white collar proceedings. Maybe some Mass Effect (game). Maybe even Firefly.
How Often Do You Plan on Posting in a Week For This Game: As long as possible.
Sample Post:
Bellatrix sat in her quarters going through a performance report of the security crew. Suddenly, the door chimed. "
Come in" she replied. The doors wooshed open to reveal Ensign Mathers, one of the many red shirts on her team but someone she had her eye on.
"Permission to speak freely maam?" he asked with a nervous voice.
"
Go ahead" she replied, her sharp eyes still focussed on the report.
"I think you are being too harsh on the crew. I know you were inspired by Commander Tuvok's stories of the legendary USS Voyager Hazard Team (Star Trek: Elite Force game) but your obsessing too much over trivial things."
She takes a breath, the ensign expects to be shouted at but it's the same cold, calculating voice. It was worse, "
You know our responsibilities ensign. We can't afford to slack off. When push comes to shove, we will be the first and only line of defense. The sooner you understand the better. Someday, your'll thank me for it."
Before the ensign can offer a rebuttal, a shock wave shakes the entire ship. A buzzing sound is heard, a blue light appears in the middle of the room and two Klingon's suddenly appear.
In the blink of an eye, something shoots out of Bellatrix's hand hitting and she pounces on the other, disarming him and twisting his neck to breaking point. She stands up, dusting her hands and glances at the other Klingon, a special Romluan knife sticking out his forehead.
She cracks her knuckles.
"Klingons. Pfft! All talk!"
Suddenly, the communicator chimes, "This is the captain <pew pew> We are under attack! Security team head to Cargo Bay 2 and Deck 3."
Bellatrix gleefully picks up her Romulan disruptor (The captain allowed her to keep it despite regulations) and holsters both it and the blade.
Time for work.
She leaves, with the Ensign not far behind, impressed once more. It felt safe having a killing machine on board the ship.
I hope she's not TOO MUCH of a stereotypical badass. Strong, silent type.
She's an anti-Worf
