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Character name: Hilary "Gunny" Moreau
Fandom: Mass Effect
Timeline: Post Mass Effect 3 / After spending time on the SS Loki
Age: 15
~*Magical*~ abilities and strengths: NONE. Except the spectacular ability to be shitastic at hiding.
How would they use their abilities?: Although Gunny doesn't have any particular skill set, she was raised to stand up for and help others. So that's what she'll be doing!
Appearance: Gunny stands at around 5'2, although she's still growing. She has long dark brown hair that she usually keeps up, green eyes, and a few freckles scattered around her face. Her build isn't particularly skinny or curvy-- she's stuck in the middle at a healthily built average. For clothing, she usually wears whatever feels comfortable, sticking to bright, fun colors. Here are some example outfits because I have no life. For EVEN MORE REFERENCE I'll be using Kay Panabaker Elizabeth Rice as a PB.
Background/Personality:

Okay so Gunny is a character who is only really mentioned in passing. LET'S GET THAT OUT OF THE WAY. So a good chunk of this is headcanon! Headcanon that's been worked out with Joker's player, just in case there was any concern with overstepping boundaries and all that.

Hilary was born in 2170 CE on Arcturus Station, a 5 kilometer space station that housed 45,000 people and served as headquarters for the Alliance Navy (the united human military force). Around that time, her mother worked as a civilian contractor, and when bringing Joker's brittle bone disease into the equation, the Moreau family was firmly rooted there for a decade and a half. Fast forward about five years later-- Hilary's mother passes away, probably from space flu or something, and Joker has already made it into flight academy, where the Alliance military is handling all of his medical needs. With Joker in good hands, a five year old girl, and no real reason to stay on Arcturus, Joker and Gunny's father moves to Tiptree, a farming colony located near salarian controlled space. Since salarians are a peaceful Council (head honchos of galactic civilization) race of aliens, and Tiptree itself is an unremarkable planet, Gunny is brought up quietly as a farming kid-- a sharp contrast to her start as a space-city child.

Over the next ten years, Gunny grew to understand and appreciate hard work and family, which really showed whenever her big brother would come home. She borderline fangirls Joker, and his stories inspired her dream to become a pilot. Joker also tends to bring about her more sisterly duties-- she constantly takes it upon herself to make sure he's doing well and taking care of himself and remind him to do just that (whether or not he listens is up in the air). She also inherited Joker's sense of sarcastic humor and nerdy tendencies. Put the two of them in a room together with any of the Star Trek movies, and they can probably recite the script from memory. She also treats Joker as she would anybody else, even with his disease, which kind of bled over into how she treats other 'strange' things, within reason. She's naturally inquisitive, and her curiosity could only really be satiated whenever Joker came by with stories from serving in the Alliance, which was her preferred way of getting information. She'd scour the extranet whenever she had the chance, but something about hearing about things in person made them stick longer.

But then Joker stopped visiting for a span of time that lasted a good two years after the destruction of the Normandy (sweet ass ship) at the beginning of Mass Effect 2. Because he was the pilot of the sweet ass ship that exploded and killed Commander Shepard (sweet ass space marine that has made a habit of saving the galaxy) his name hasn't exactly been treated fairly-- something that Gunny noticed during her time on Tiptree and having to deal with kids in school. Now, she's socially well adjusted, far better than Joker, but that still didn't stop her from scuffling with anyone who's picked a fight with her, and it helped keep the kids quiet until the end of Mass Effect 2, when Shepard comes back from the dead and saves everyone ever. Again.

Now, here comes Mass Effect 3 stuff.

Brief rundown: Mass Effect 1 and 2 were about preventing everything from going to shit via Giant Cuttlefish Monsters of Death and Destruction (sometimes known as Reapers). In Mass Effect 3, things go to shit anyway. Reapers start attacking planets and, as we discover early on, Tiptree is one of them.

How do we discover this? From an asari (blue space lesbian) who is going through one-on-one therapy in a hospital on the Citadel (where everything space important happens). Her name is Aeian T'Goni, and she'd been sent to Tiptree with a group of commandos to assist with evacuation. Along with her was her friend named Neaira. Anyway, they both wind up resting and refilling over at the Moreau residence. Aeian and Hilary hit it off pretty well, and the two of them become friendly with one another. However, when Aeian goes to take a shower, shit hits the fan. Neaira, is turned into a Banshee (FUCK in FUCK form), and attacks the farm with a small army of Husks (MORE FUCK). While Neaira destroys the farming community, Aeian manages to escape with Hilary into the wilderness. The two of them spend two days out there without food and with Husks nipping at their heels-- Gunny barely manages to keep up, although she does pretty well with nothing but a stick.

Aeian then pushes to go back to the farm and retrieve a radio transceiver to get in touch with her superiors and get help. She and Hilary manage to sneak into the farm, where they find a few farmers still alive. Naturally, Gunny goes to rescue them, however, it turns out they've been indoctrinated, and alert every fucking creeper in the area. Aeian does her best to get them out of there, but at one point Gunny is thrown through biotics, and her leg snaps. Despite that, they make it out alive, but the situation is too much for Gunny to handle, and she can't help but make noise (whimpering, sobbing, you know, the fun happy noises). The two of them go into hiding while Neaira runs a patrol. It's then that Aeian makes her decision.

In order to save herself, it's heavily implied that Aeian kills Gunny.

But she gets a medal for it so it's cool.

Afterwards, Gunny made it onto the Loki, where she generally stayed out of everyone else's way. She tends to avoid dark, secluded areas, and thankfully she never ran across any asari. HOWEVER a couple of months later, when the Thor and Loki docked together, she ran into a few members of the Normandy Crew-- specifically Commander Jane Shepard, Kolyat Krios and her big brother, Jeff. She successfully stows away on the Normandy, however, the Improbability Drive sent her back to the Loki the next day.

She wasn't about to leave anyone behind, though, which is why she's transferring over to the Thor!

Why should that character be in this game: For OCs only.

Why do you want to continue their history here: For characters from other games only.

For applicants considering an alternate version of a character already in game, please use this as your chance to explain the key differences between your character and the one already in play:

Have you read up on how the game works?: Yup! Flaming Ferret, and Gunny here will be working part time, going to school, and idk selling lanyard like a space 90s kid.

1st person sample:

[This is a video feed showcasing Hilary caught in quite the verbal sparring match with one very unimpressed vogon]

What do you mean there was a mistake with processing?! I did everything your friends on the other ship told me to!

[There's more droning-- it's clear whoever she's talking to really doesn't have the patience to deal with a kid]

No! That's dumb! You're dumb! Everything here is dumb! I wanna see your manager!

[And yet more droning]

I don't care if it's her lunch break! I'll see another one!

[YUP MOAR DRONING]

…How about this then. If you don't let me see someone right now, I'll scream!

[From the sound of this droning, it's clear that the vogon doesn't believe her]

Fine, then. Challenge accepted.

[AND GUNNY SCREAMS. SHE SCREAMS WITH ALL HER MIGHT.]

[It takes a little while, and she's red in her face, but eventually the vogon breaks down and hands over a few sheets of paper, which Gunny takes with a smug smirk only a Moreau could manage]

See? Was that so hard?

3rd person sample:

Growing up, Gunny never heard even the utterance of the words "You can't". At least not outside of the realm of general rule breaking (which she learned really quick not to mess around with, especial not when her father was around). When she'd announced her plans to follow her older brother into flight academy, she never met a skeptical glance or a stern word. Just a simple nod and a smile, accentuated with "Well then, you'd better make me and Jeff proud." And she planned on doing just that.

She planned on experiencing the galaxy and all those inky depths had to offer for herself, instead of relying on holos and vids and the occasional anecdote from her brother to satiate her overactive imagination. She planned on star charts and late nights; on bulkheads and crew slang; on high speed chases and 'pulling asses out of fires', as Jeff so eloquently put it the last time she'd heard one of his stories.

She planned on a lot of things.

That was before she died.

And, as it turns out, that tends to put things into perspective.

That fateful night came to her only in flashes of intense darkness and terrifying sounds that, even to this day, rattled her down to her bones. Bones that recalled searing pain and draining fatigue, both factors that eventually led to her untrained body and mind breaking down and posing a danger to the asari commando who had sworn to protect her. It only took a few wracking sobs and impossible to contain whimpers to deem her pathetic human self expendable to the seasoned huntress who she'd trusted. One thing Hilary supposed she could be grateful for was how quick and painless it had been-- Aeian even managed to silence her in mid-plea for her life.

She didn't know what to expect, really. She'd heard stories and myths and legends about heavens and paradises and the like after one died, although she never paid them much mind. She didn't really have a reason to think about those sorts of things. She still had a good century and a half ahead of her to ponder the mysteries of the universe and the afterlife and whatever else struck her virtually nonexistent philosophical fancy. However, she was quite sure that none of those stories mentioned a giant ship that picked up all shapes and sizes of aliens, the vast majority of which she'd never even heard of before then. She'd followed the motions, done what was asked of her in a tired daze, and then, when all was said and done and she'd made it to her crappy room, she allowed herself to cry. She really didn't understand why-- it wasn't as though she had the chance to feel sad or frightened. She never really had the chance to feel anything.

And that, she realized, is what brought on the tears.

In time, those stopped and made room for resolve. She was a Moreau, perhaps the very last, and a Moreau never said no. A Moreau never said "You can't."

She made a promise to her father. That she would make him and Jeff proud.

And with a set jaw, a firm grip on this strange book they'd handed to her, and a shuddering sigh, she knew, deep in her heart, that she'd use this second chance to keep it.

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