[Lucky Stooge] Amelia Smollet

General Information
Name: Captain Amelia Smollet

Race: Felinid

Gender: Female

Role: Support

Origin World: Montressor (Treasure Planet)

Age: 35

History: It wasn't always her dream to be a peacekeeping Captain that patrols the galaxies, transporting people from place-to-place and contending with a bevy of miscreants that would seek to plunder vessels or worse. Amelia wished simply to understand the worlds at large and being limited to her space within the space of Montressor, she was also limited in her means of exploration. Books told her alot, charts told her more, but the stories the old ships could tell through just existing were like a wondrous look into what life was like beyond the stars.

The universe was slowly growing. Expanding. The chance to get out there and see with her own eyes exactly the kinds of worlds existed out there but alas; not was all as adventurous as the books and charts made them out to be. There were grandiose forces that existed beyond the pale that she had no way of fathoming. On her first excursion out into the unknown, the vessel she was aboard was ransacked by a detachment of Horde Prime's armada as a show of force. Amelia was one of the few survivors of the incident and the moment she arrived back home after a series of strenuous events, she dedicated every waking moment to becoming a captain and ridding the galaxies of brazen individuals like Horde Prime.

Years went by and her reputation grew. She had aced every exam. She had a vast knowledge of history she had procured through delving into the archives on Montressor and became very aware of the forces that were outside including Gems and more.  Amelia earned her rank after she single-handedly saved seven ships during a Horde space battle. She was the youngest spacer to be made captain and was awarded the Green Badge of Honor during the Quartz Excavator Incident fifteen years ago. To this day, she maintains her treasured vessel she earned through her mettle and good friends such as the incomparable Mr. Arrow.

But little did she know what new adventures awaited her just on the horizon.



Appearance

Image:
 

Physical Appearance: Captain Amelia is a tall, slender, and cream-furred feline-like humanoid with auburn hair kept in a short bob style, green eyes with pale yellow sclera and slit pupils, and a small mole below the left side of her dark brown snout. She also wears makeup consisting of blue eyeshadow, sharp eyeliner, and ruby-red lipstick.

Clothing/Armor: Her main attire is that of a white turtleneck under a dark blue captain's coat, which features both a khaki collar and khaki inner lining, along with golden trim, golden shoulder-pads, and three golden buttons going down the front. She also wears a set of white elbow-length gloves with her sharp claws sticking out, khaki trousers and black thigh-high, high-heeled jackboots. At times, Amelia wears her captain's hat which has a color scheme to match her coat.

Weapon(s): 

Saber
Laser Musket

Misc. : 

RLS Legacy
The solar galleon that Amelia is captain of which comes complete with four medium-size laserball cannons to contend with enemy vessels,, Light Point-Defence Lancer for dealing with projectiles such an enemy fire or pesky debris, solar sails to ride the galaxy, and an anti-gravity system located below deck which keeps the gravity on the ship stable and not succumb to the vacuum of space outside it.





Personality

General Personality: 

Amelia is talkative, loquacious, quick-witted, magniloquent, fast-talking, intelligent, persuasive, eloquent, and a force of will. She is proud, pragmatic, intransigent, strong-minded, optimistic, trustworthy, businesslike, and scornful of flattery. Her speech is educated, courteous and to-the-point, oftentimes sarcastic but always with undeniable authority that quickly dominates the conversation with others. Amelia is also extremely vivacious and enthusiastic, as she fully takes advantage of her gender and is therefore incredibly powerful, energetic, aggressive, influential, and vigorous. She tends to handle things in a very business-like manner as well but never forgets those whom she owes a debt to, going out of her way to repay it...within reason.

Likes/Dislikes: 

Likes
Round things
Order
Competence
Bravery
Compliance
Proven allies

Dislikes
Cowardice
Disorder
Incompetence
Obstinacy


Dreams/Goals: To have Relative peace in the galaxies at large and to see Horde Prime's forces brought low



Abilities

Skills: 

-Charismatic Leadership skills
-Swordsmanship
-Upstanding Persuasion skills
-Knowledge of various galaxy-faring minutia
-Expert Navigational skills
-Superhuman Dexterity
-Unarmed combat
-Firearm training

Magic:

Haste
Blink



Bond Information

Friends/Allies: 


Mr Arrow

SPOILER: Click to show

The captain's most trusted first mate and loyal steadfast friend. Carries himself with a great deal of stoicism and total compliance with the Captain herself. Oft times shares her viewpoint but is not afraid to offer guidance or a stern suggestion which more often than not comes from a place of understanding...and a proclivity for seeing things the Captain cannot when she sometimes loses her train of thought.

Rivals/Enemies: 

Diamonds



Like as not, when dealing with stellar travel, running afoul of a Diamond's authority is an ever-present threat as they are not wont to make peace with other races at least not by any normal standards. Amelia dreads meeting one and has only learned about them through dealing with derelict Gems and the like she has come across.

Horde Prime



When you've lived in the galaxy long enough, you hear names and even see the wake of said names as they wreak havoc across it and the name of the conqueror Horde Prime is no exception. In fact, if one hasn't heard of him, they're definitely new to world traversal. Evading Horde Prime's armada has been a near monumental task for the Captain as well as dealing with the ones she cannot avoid. It's a near full-time task; one she hopes to have an end when she can amass enough forces to deal with this nigh insurmountable offensive.


Cosma



Every so often, a being exists in the galaxy that takes it open themselves to do what the Heartless do not; snack on moons and other celestial bodies...including the debris of fallen worlds. Moreover, this entity known as Cosma, will not necessarily touch worlds as she claims that no matter how big she can make herself, as long as a world has not fallen to Darkness, they are untouchable, invincible, and...inedible. While just a singular entity, Cosma has cause untold havoc as a villain and has had several memorable run-ins with the Captain.


Faction Link(s): 

Galactic Navigators(Good)


Journal Info

Journal Blurb: An interstellar captain that traverses the galaxies aboard the RLS Legacy, transporting passengers from world to world all while contending with the mighty powers that exist throughout the galaxy, using pluck and grit to make her way through it all all while maintaining a most spectacular sense of decorum.

Quote: "Unorthodox, but ludicrously effective..."

Notes: round objects make her eyes widen when held/ claws appear out of gloves/ takes long naps/ body trained to resist certain types of gravity.

RP Sample: 

Twas a quiet voyage, this one aboard the Legacy. Transporting cargo acquired from a trusted source to a trusted location out in space. The crew was capable and Amelia would see to it not one of them shirked their duties. But Mr. Arrow, ever the broad-shouldered, would suggest the Captain take a break every now and again and trust in the crew to handle the task.

Finding herself the owner of a spacious amount of free-time, went below decks to check on the cargo in question. It was only fair she got to get a glimpse of the thing she was transporting. Though the details of it meant literally nothing to her as it was not her business. Still, a peek was in order. She believed she deserved that much, at the very least.

Descending into the cargo room, she would notice first the cylindrical tube in the center of the hold. It was small and compact, among other things. Simple enough, she thought to herself. Then she noticed the several armaments surrounding the tube in question and cocked a curious brow. Something this simple needing this? Something was a bit off. As she got closer, she could hear the scuttling and mutterings of something inside the tube. It was opaque in color due to the lighting and little by little, the Captain would be able to see the contents of the tube.

"AKA BOOCHA!"


Amelia was no stranger to handling life forms of questionable quality. But this one....seemed quite different as it latched onto the glass of the tube and jumped at her in hopes of surprising her. "I'm afraid, not, little one. We're under strict orders and it's been a peaceful mission so far." she replied, quite fluent in Tantalog.

The creature inside smirked wide and remarked...."Yu porma dissy...hehehe." to which Amelia almost had an immediate reaction to with a twitch in her eye.

"Whoever taught you such remarks aught to be ashamed." she said sharply in a near huff as she eyed the devices. "....or feared based on the protection we need to keep you contained."

The creature eyed them too but then went straight to licking the inside of the tube quite noisily. Then it proceeded to stand on its head and exclaim with both utter glee and meanness "Meega, Nala kweeeeeeesta! HAHAHA!"

Now, there wasn't much that could really set off the Captain but whatever was said clearly was very offensive and enough to have Amelia march up close to the tube with one finger raised. "Now SEE here, you vulgar little thing!" she stopped herself the moment she got close and the armaments whirred to life. It targeted her then the moment she quickly backed away in shock, the devices zeroed back in on the creature.

"Blitznak!" it barked angrily

"Ah....you were trying to goad me into getting close enough so it would target me and not you, hm?"

The creature nodded begrudgingly. "Ih."

Amelia was....relatively impressed. "Far more intelligent than what I initially pegged you as. I can see now the need for these..." she gestured to all of the fixtures that kept the creature contained. Admittedly, she wanted to know more. She had become a bit more involved with this than she would have liked. Far more than what regulation would have. She had to walk away. Now. Clearly, this thing was dangerous. It was secure. It was protected. And it certainly wasn't going anywhere. Her job was to deliver...whatever it was...to the client. A client whom she desperately hoped was an authority on this thing or at least someone with a more secure facility than this. She turned about face towards the exit. "I don't know what you are and honestly, I don't care to know. The voyage is almost over. You'll soon reach out destination and my hands will be wiped clean of this...short debacle."


As she turned to leave, the creature said in a sing-song voice "Pasawa~"

Somewhere, deep down in her gut...she had the strangest inkling. One she dared not consider or even think about.

Before the voyage was done, she had a feeling...

It was going to break free.