Ripping open the secrets of the universe...one body at a time

((If there are any issues please PM me so I can correct any mistakes, sorry if he seems a bit over board but I tried to combine my favourite villain’s together))

Name: Nuscian Mandrayk
Formal Title: (RP) Dr Mandrayk

Race: Arkanian
Home planet: Arkania
Known residents: Tattooine

Fiscal age: late 20's
Age: 57


Height: 1.9 meters

Class: ((Imperial agent)) Mandrayk's work is vague to say the least. A fully trained and talented physician, mastering in cybernetics and genetic science. Mandrayk's skills are many and involve the obtaining and use of select knowledge and indeed the removal of troublesome elements that get in his way of his ferocious will driven agenda.

Personality:
§ Ruthless
§ Calculating
§ Intelligent
§ Polite
§ Eccentric
§ Merciless

Appearance: ((see avatar for reference)) Tall, Thin and slender build. Being Arkanian he has distinctive features, long white hair, which he’s parted and has pulled the main length of it back. He has pure white eyes and four clawed digits on each hand. His skin is strangely white for a Arkanian, his face has strong sharp features, his eyes are deep set and perfect orbs of white. He has a scar leading from the left side of his mouth that leads upwards around his jaw and behind his left ear giving him a almost extended grim smile on one side of his face. Nuscian has had his teeth remodeled, an aspect of his eccentricity and so when he gives a wicked smile, he reveals a mouth full of sharp pointed teeth.

Attire: ((see avatar for reference)) He usual wears personal tailored dark clothing, polished shoes, gloves and over the top he usually wears a long formal collared jacket that reaches down to his ankle or knee. Though of course his entire changes on his whim, occasion and environment. Due to his species sensitive eyes when travelling off world, he is forced to wear a blinder. However due to personal preference he is known to wear a pair's of circular spectacles, their vary in colour depending again upon the wearers whim, circumstance and environment. He also been sen to use a black ebony cane and various other items. Also it appears Mandrayk is capable of concealing things as it appears he is fond of being a man with something up his sleeve both figuratively and fiscally.

Equipment: He makes use of some ranged weapons, favoruing the more noble classed weapons such as sporting blasters both pistol and on occasion makes use of same class rifle. The doctor however can be some what misleading due to his polite manner and his strange; uncanny ability to remain out of open conflict, Mandrayk has far more combat prowess then he would openly show. A combination of his research into genetic enhancements and what he regards as a 'necessary' tools and skills have sculpted Mandrayk into a being not to be underestimated.

Enhancements:

Mandrayk has undergone immense genetic and cybernetic surgery all of which he’s had done out of his own free will to fuel his life long task of achieving the height of fiscal and mental perfection ((as I level up his enhancements will become more apparent)). The extent of the enhancements at the moment is hidden beneath his strangle white skin, cybernetics riddle his body as well as various ‘enhancements’ to his biological structure. The most notable of these, via scanning, is that Mandrayk’s fore arms and lower legs have been completely replaced by superior cybernetic components. Also Mandrayk cold white eyes are both cybernetic replacements. Only their implementer knows the reasoning and extent of these improvements. His body and mind is to be his finest work in his eyes, the result of years of research and experiments, the things he has done to achieve this is best not though about.

((I’ll keep it within RP guidelines, of course, he wont be super human. I going off the info I’ve gathered about enhancements and cybernetics, at best It’ll just mean he’s stronger and faster than he actually looks, all within lore))

Racial traits: Arkanians are capable of seeing in infrared light, and their eyes are sensitive to sources of extreme heat. This is helpful on their dark and frigid home world and dark environments. But however means he’s very sensitive to intense heat sources, as such without his blinder, intense sources could easily cause a sensory "overload" and as such he wear’s types blinder when travelling to worlds with more intense, younger suns.

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No rest for the wicked

LAB:

(( below I intended to post various item of Mandrayks twisted creation if all goes well I I'll use them in RP and if allowed may be able to arrange to help supply others))

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Project: 246

Name: SEEKER

Type: weapon

Description:
A small black orb 3 inches in circumference similar in appearance to a medium sized thermal detonator and when activated two serrated blades
Deploy at points, which thusly begin to rotate at roughly at 150rpm

Schematics: the design is derived from a Marksman-H combat remote, which has been strip down to vital components, leaving the motion genatrors and some of the combat programming intact. Then a new intregate sytem is added, 2 retractedable serrated blades which deploy on activation. A vibro genarator is encased at the centre of the device with the primery power source, which has been designed to cause the rotation of the blades. The small orbs also include a targeting sytem which makes use of inferred and limitted senor readings .Then a new program has introduced which causes the item when deployed to fly towards a predetermined target (use your imagination what that might be).

Methods of deployment: there is a limitted area of effect depending on there methods of deployment

Marked: One methods is that a small tracker no bigger than a finger nails is placed on a target, under the skin or inside a piece of jewellery any way really but the principle is that the Seeker Locks on to this as their target and will follow it relentlessly. They are able to effective give chase for prolonged periods thanks to their small, modified power cells however they are programmed to stop or return on command and also if the target reaches certain distance away and of course if the tracker is destroyed.

Area of effect: Unlimited /unless certain criteria are met namely:
§ If called off
§ Mechanical malfunction/ physical damage
§ Tracker connection terminated

Interface:
Effective radius: 50meters from controller
Seekers: max 50meters

Mandrayk can also download target information into his trusty recon droid. The recon droid acts as an amplifier and coordinates the three seekers droids thusly. This is the most dangerous setting as the combined processing power of the three seekers and recon droid combine making it more accurate and deadly. Also there efficiency approves and so does there ability as they inherit an almost group artificial intelligence which then allows the recon droid and seekers to act creatively in there pursuit

Mandrayk is also toying with the idea he might be able to take control of the droids via his implants however the ability to process that level of information and incorporate that much data is still beyond reach. He has tried to see the effects of such an experiment on some of his ‘patience’ the results were displeasing to say the least. However Mandrayk is not discouraged and still he searches for a way to fully interface himself his recon droids system and in turn his new invention, and if he were then it would open up endless possibilities.

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Project: 274

Name: Gremlin’s
Type; droid

Description:

A mischief’s little device inspired by an old take amongst some pilots that said small gremlins cause systems to fail on ships and the like for no apparent reason. These small devices are this and more, about 1 inches in circumference these small little droids can cause major damage, supported on 8 insect like legs each 3 inches long, they scurry about with only a single purpose, destruction of all computer systems.

Schematics:
A orb device supported on 8 segmented legs, the tips of which comprise of a segmented point which opens acts like a small claw to which it is used to climb, grip and unlimited to destroy systems. A large eye is at the front of the device and with this it identifies its targets, the is set of a free moving part of the orb so it can rotate/ slide up to 360 degrees so it can observe its hardy work no matter its current position, upside down etc. Mandrayk has programmed them with a level of Artificial intelligence as so it can work will a level of freethinking as to optimise the amount of damage case and mineralise the chances it will be caught. Unable to resists Mandrayk has programmed them with a hint of personality and when at work victims of there mischief report hearing small high pitch giggles from systems as they set about their work, also they are program with a sense of independence and can actually derive power from the system they are destroying as to support them selves and so can be kept active for a prolonged amount of time in which time they can cause horrific damage. They also react to Mandrayk himself and when called via a signal they scurry to their creator with a child like enthusiasm and promptly obey his instructions via his link with his recon droid who process the necessary info to the gremlins.

Method of deployment:
Due to their size a single one can not a achieve much and so they are deployed on mass in large groups as to cause as much widespread damage as possible. When not in use their legs retract and fasten to their sides such like a spider. They can be activated simple by pressing down on the centre lens and then left to there work any were and then they will deploy, activate hey legs and simple scurry of to the nearest system and set about its mischief’s work.

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A GE3-series protocol droid

Name: Barnaby
Voice programming: Male (interchangeable/ multi dialect)

Programming: Specially programmed by Mandrayk himself. Using some of the more advanced droid personal programs, the droid has developed, somewhat, unique set of program parameters. This can be seen in its occasional sarcastic humour and more “eccentric” traits, such as its morbid fascination and seemingly enjoyment of its work. Further more thanks to some more advanced upgrades its memory and various protocols have been implanted giving the droid a far wider.

Functions:
· Medical aid
· Valet
· Limited combat protocol

Biography

Mandrayk stormed from the meeting. Morons, aged imbeciles, who did nothing but seek shelter in their ill dissevered visions of supremacy. They called his paper unnecessary, rebellious, and indeed even dangerous to the work at the institute. Ha! The concept was laughable. Of late it seemed all the institute committee cared for was his precious quota. Was this an institute of science or some Sith’s personal lab. Bah!. The works of this institute were in the name of science or so he thought. In truth it was indeed fear of the republic that only had been a hinderance to Arkanain science, as was clear by the disproval of the Arkanains implantation of cybertics to the dim witted Yaka. But now look at the Yaka considered a intelligent race a far cry for the primitive’s they had first incounted. Now Arkania was in Sith hands and still they refused new thesis. They were fools and so many Arkanains like them truly belived they were the superior race. Well if we are so superior how come we live under the Sith boot, how come we the so deemd superior race had not forged an empire of their own. The reason was clear they were weak, oldmen with old ideas their once great scientific vision clouded by their thoughts that they were so supreme. He stalked through the halls of the institute, various students and staff stepped out of his way as he made his way back to his quarters. So engrossed in his own thoughts he didn’t notice the voice behind him or see the hand reaching for his shoulder.

“Mandrayk!”

He turned nearly shouted; his words lased with the venom and hate that was accumulating exclamation.

“WHAT!?”

His face went pale as his eyes locked upon the intruder. He re-assessed the situation.

“My apologies Professor Marr, that out burst was not intended for you I..."

“Please calm yourself Mandrayk I am well aware of the situation” her clam smooth voice Mandrayk couldn’t deny had a calming effect on him. Professor Marr was middle aged Arkanian over 15 years his senior though through various genetic assistance from the institute she looked only in her early 30’s. Her skin was fair and pale, her mouth a thin slip and her eyes a piercing pale blue. These eyes that now locked upon Mandrayk. He and the professor had had a close tutor, student relationship. He had been considered a child protégée, far surpassing expectation and as soon selected for induction into the institute. His parents had been happy for this opportunity not that they knew them institutes true purpose and so his absence was noted. He was 18 now and already considered a major authority in genetic and medical science at the facility. He had always shared special understanding with professor Marr. She openly encouraged him and many consider him her personal ward taking charge it seems in many aspects of his education and development. More scandalous rumour suggested their relationship was more than it should be.

“I warned you Mandrayk now is not the best time to approach them on such issue” She walked on and gestured for him to follow. Mandrayk followed in toe, they walked side by side. “Now pray give me the details how did they react to your…works”

“ Not well, my reason, evidence and method is clear…they...far be from me to speak ill of the Board but the Chairmen and his directors seem to see what they only wish to see. They seemingly didn’t even give my works a second thought. I mean I know the institutes work is important but, the Sith only fund this organisation they have no real power over us…”

Marr interrupted Mandrayk before he ad finished

“You still have much to learn, and here another piece of advice don’t say that while in the open so. I doubt that you truly believe that yourself Nuscian, you of all people should now better"

Almost simultaneous one of the new security personal turned the corner his obvious Sith insignia clear on his uniform. He passed them as the now strolled towards the institute gardens. Marr merely fixed Nuscian with a look and raised an eyes brow to illustrate the point. After the guard past Marr continued to speak in her calm, logical tone.

“Nuscian we have know each other for a long time and I we are both aware that standards are slipping. The works of our people have become limited and under current Sith rule our works are some what directed rather than allowing them to pursue their own paths shall we say”

She let out a sigh as her mind cast back. Nuscian had always spoken his mind it was one of the eccentric traits that marked him out. Though his passion for his work could be ‘miss understood’ by some it was also a major part for his success. He could go far, do great things. If he knew that right people that is.

“Nuscian I want you to drop this matter for now” she lifted a finger to silence him before he had chance to object. “You are capable of much more, but you should know you are not alone in your…‘views’..of the board.”

Marr broke away from Nuscian and made her way to the west wing of the institute, before she left him alone she turned and spoke softly so that only he could hear and only did Mandrayk realises later to avoid the camera that was now locked upon their progress.

“I will be visiting some old friends of mine tonight, men and women of science I think you will benefit gratefully for getting to know them. They are part of a small social club, people of scientific vision and understanding I believe they will be delighted to discuss your works with the due care and attention they so deserve”

Professor Marr slowly made her way towards the botanical gardens. The institute left none wanting, not only were they one of the leading institutes of scientific research but their ‘staff’ were fully catered. Fully fitted leisure facilities were available to all. Gardens, sports, even art was exhibits and even theatre was available, everything was available to stimulate body and mind. The institute was a wonderful place, beautifully dedicated in its cause and appearance. A gloriously gilded cage. They were prisoners, and they all knew it. All were the same, people of certain potential whom had been plucked from various worlds and brought for the so-called good of science. They needn’t try and bury the truth, try as they might these people they “required” for the cause were not fool, if they were they wouldn’t be here. This was a Sith controlled institute, nothing more nothing less and as long as certain “interests” were fulfilled they all remained ‘happy’. She reached the over hanging vines and beautiful flora of the gardens, she found her usual spot and sat and over looked her data pad taking time only to adjust her stark white fatigues and brush her hair from her eyes. A familiar musk greeted her. She turned slightly and gazed upon the ark blue hued flower. Memories flooded her mind, only to be tainted by those she rather not remember. She looked up as she heard a familiar voice; Nuscian was entering the gardens from the other side and was in conversation with a fellow Arkanian male by the name of Iliea, one of the more-high standing member of the institute. Though his ‘high-standing’ was charitable assessment, half his standing came from his species. The institute was largely made up Arkanains, though this, in theory, was beneficial their natural intelligence and advanced scientific understanding would seem to make them perfect researchers. However they had brought with them their legendary arrogance, this lead to a strange sub society within the institute. A social wall had been erected and hindered the progress of other none-pure breeds. This was a source of much bitterness amongst the lower ranks, which by no surprise mostly consisted of these undesirables namely other aliens breeds. Professor Marr was one such undesirable, though an Arkanian herself she was considered an impure variant, one of the many offshoots that had accrued during the Arkanains many years of genetic research. Her pale blue eye’s marked her out above all, she unlike them did not see in the inferred spectrum but she was proud of the fact she believed it gave her a useful view point of the world that others here seemed to be lacking.

She was broken from her thoughts again. The voice’s were coming closer, that hadn’t noticed here it seems, no surprise this little alcove was the nearest thing to a private heaven tucked away as it was bay the over hanging veins and foliage. She turned and look towards Mandrayk and his companion, a small break in the plants giving her, a clear view. Mandrayk walked with the man talking, debating most likely, his seemed confidant as always. She couldn’t help but feel pride. He had been submitted into the institute barely into his teens, she had recognised early on why he had been selected and had used what influenced she had managed to cultivate over the years to gain the position of his tutor. To her delight Mandrayk had proven to be quite the eccentric, a genius in his own right, he openly disregarded the air of arrogance that usually followed his fellow species. This had led to some certain difficulties for him while he associated with the more strict members of the doctrine but not to the extent that she had encountered. He had what could be considered friends in many of the departments, and it was this that had allowed him to progress as far as he had. Friends in the right places, he had a knack for that it seemed, and now with their little gathering at their side no doubt they would go on to do great things. She chuckled to herself; the way she fussed over him one might think he was her mother. She leant back and turned her attention back to her data pad, nestled as she was in her favoured alcove.

Nuscian and Iliea came closer, they still chatted. Suddenly the voices rose. Marr let out a sigh a looked up she half a mind to tell the two, to take the debate else were. She looked up but thought better of it, Nuscian stood a few paces ahead of Ileia. They both stood stock-still. Nuscian slowly turned and spoke; she couldn’t make it out. Iliea seemed in shock, something was wrong. He was afraid. Nuscian approached him and spoke more, the man locked eye on him. Fear. Nuscian spoke, Marr moved slightly closer and strained to hear but what she heard, she was unsure of catching only the tail end of the sentence.

“…I am merely finding a creative solution to a problem, as any good scientist should”

Nuscian broke away and stalked off down one of the adjacent corridors. Ileia stood in shock for a moment, then his shoulder dropped as did his head, his ran a hand through his hair, with that he sped of in the other direction. Marr was curious; this was unusual to say the least, she would have to... Again her train of thought was broken, a small bleeping emitted from her data pad, she was running behind schedule she had only meant to read this in peace and be on her way. She quickly scanned over the pad. It was the counsel selection, only her and a select new of this. She and other had been elected to head the supervising committee that would elect who to head to off site project, no doubt a chairman representative would be present, he rarely attended anything personally anymore. She looked over the committee members; she was pleased there were eight in total each from a different department, and four of which including herself were part of a particular social club. Alas they had some control but the other voting members were strict followers of the doctrine or had their own interests at heart. Marr and her followers still did not have the large enough contingency to challenge the majority. She scanned over the ‘opposition’; she froze as she read the last name. Iliea . Nuscian’s words rang in her head.