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E-mail: Redrobin133@gmail.com
Other Characters: T'Pol
Character Name: Praetor Shinzon of Remus
Series: Star Trek IX: Nemesis
Age: 31
From When?: Just after his death. Impalement ftw.
Inmate/Warden: Inmate. Shinzon may have his noble ideals of freeing his 'Reman brothers,' but he was planning genocide to do it. Via horrific radiation.
Item: --
Abilities/Powers: Despite what he regularly tries to convince himself, Shinzon is a simple human being. He is very strong, physically, having survived in the harshness that was that Reman dilithium mines since childhood, and is a tactical genius, having fought twelve campaigns during the Dominion War - and expertly winning them all. He has an incredibly high tolerance for pain, having been tortured for most of his life (doesn't even flinch at slicing his hand open), and sees extremely well in the dark.
Personality: Shinzon doesn't know his purpose; he doesn't understand why he is alive, and what he is alive for. The unique circumstances surrounding his entrance to existence haven't given him many answers. There's too much anger and hate in him, nurtured by the dilithium mines on Remus. In many ways, he can be quite childish; he is quick to anger when not listened to, quick to retaliate when he doesn't get his way - even at cost to himself. His temper can be miraculously short, when pressed.
Despite this, there is, somewhere deep in him, a boy in desperate need of compassion. He looked at the stars and dreamed of what might be - not only of what might be out there, among those pinpricks of brilliance, but what might be of his life. He thinks the dreamer, the explorer in him is dead, sacrificed to the mines, but the boy is in him, somewhere. Way down deep. Get a shovel and maybe we can find him.
Speaking of childhood...
Well, Shinzon didn't have one. Clearly. And there aren't exactly nice girls to meet and bring home down in those hellish depths. Shinzon didn't see a human woman until he was thirty-one. Puberty? Yeah, not something he really remembers as another year or three of torture and hard labor. So when it comes to women - well, he doesn't quite know what's appropriate in interacting with members of the opposite sex. He doesn't have any concept of boundaries - marriage? Doesn't matter. If he establishes some kind of connection in his head, very little will deter him from pursuing it.
That said, given he's only had experience with two females - Deanna Troi, who he pursued to nearly rape, and Donatra, whose pursuit of him he stomped on immediately - Shinzon's probably no better at normal interactions with girls than a fifteen year old boy. If that.
Path to Redemption: "Buried deep within you, beneath all the years of pain and anger, there is something that has never been nurtured: the potential, to make yourself a better man. And that is what it is to be human. To make yourself more than you are. Oh yes - I know you. There was a time you looked at the stars and dreamed of what might be."
Shinzon is a clone of Jean-Luc Picard; he has the desire to explore, to better himself, to do great things, and perhaps even help people. But his life has made him violent, angry, reckless. The only kindness he's ever known has been in the darkness of dilithium mines, by Remans. That's what he came to look at as comforting. He is more likely to consider himself Reman than human. As for what he needs:
--Compassion. He's used to being beaten, looked down on, etc. His revolution was relatively recent before he died.
--Someone to endear him to his humanity. He's not only disgusted by it, he's afraid of it, and regards it as a weakness. By extent, he sees all of humanity as weak.
--Along the same lines, someone to teach him to be human. See that quote up there? Yup.
--His anger stagnates him; he needs to deal with his rage toward Romulans and humans, somehow.
--Seriously, he just needs someone to hug it out with him.
History: Shinzon was 'born' in 2348. He was created, a genetic clone of Captain Jean-Luc Picard. His destiny was to serve his Romulan creators as a way to infiltrate the Federation - his very biology was redesigned so that when he reached his thirties, his body would jump three generations, aging much faster so that he would more closely resemble his DNA donor. He was supposed to fulfill that destiny, laid out for him by Praetor Narviat. He was bred to be a captain, a warrior; so when in his childhood he was diagnosed with Shalaft's Syndrome, every effort was made to correct this biological fault. It was a hereditary disease that made the ears oversensitive - every male member of the Picard family had had it. So too did Shinzon; and like the Picard men before him, it was cured.
But Romulus has a tendency for upheaval; the Praetor changed, and no longer was infiltration a main concern. No longer was Shinzon necessary. His Romulan keepers could not allow him to be discovered, however - and apparently, there were some morals that kept them from killing him out right. He was only twelve when he was banished to the dilithium mines on Remus, a planet in tidal lock: only the dark side of the planet could be inhabited, and the mines, a vast network underground, saw no light at all. They dragged him underground, and Shinzon saw his last glimpse of sun and stars in transit - his last glimpse for ten years.
The Remans, a sister species to the Romulans, were regarded as a lower caste race within the Romulan Star Empire. They were slaves, canon fodder, and nothing more. The Romulans hated them, and in the mines, the guards treated them terribly. The only one they hated more than the Remans was Shinzon; forced to do labor that even some strong adults could not do, Shinzon was beaten regularly, whipped, tortured - but he was not without a caretaker. Vruk, one of those strong Remans who could survive, looked out for him. Cared for him. He kept Shinzon alive those first early weeks, and taught him how to survive on his own, how to be strong. He was the only father-figure Shinzon ever knew; why wouldn't he begin to consider himself Reman? They were the only ones he'd known in his short life to express compassion for him. Shinzon vowed that he would be their liberator, that he would bring them their freedom.
Decades passed, and the Dominion War touched the Empire; along with many other Remans, Shinzon was ordered into battle; he fought in twelve campaigns, and his tactical skills manifested swiftly. Of those twelve campaigns he led, he was victorious. He attained the allegiance of his Reman brothers, and the attention of the fleet; Shinzon was ordered to take his Reman shock troops to a base in the Neutral Zone, where he was to recapture and destroy all evidence of the Empire ever having been there. They had been researching and testing thalaron radiation, an extremely dangerous poison to humanoids. The Empire intended to kill Shinzon after he had succeeded - just as they could not let the Federation claim the base and discover their research, they could not let the Federation discover Shinzon. His tactical genius came to the fore again, and he managed to capture a bird of prey, adapt the thalaron radiation, and claim his own ship - the Scimitar. A predator.
The time between the end of the Dominion War and his coup was spent gaining allies. Commanders Donatra and Suran, Senator Tal'Aura - he lured them with promises to wage war against the loathsome Federation, taking advantage of their post-war state. With the Scimitar in his possession, a new warbird with perfect cloaking capabilities, and his now prominent military position, hew as seen as a leader for the reason; unrest grew, and there was talk of civil war. Nonetheless, he could not be stopped. With the help of his allies on Romulus, Shinzon poisoned the Romulan senate with thalaron radiation, and took over. He declared himself Praetor, and with his military backing, went unquestioned.
The plans for him had been long since destroyed; while Shinzon had his power, he was still on the verge of death. His body was a ticking clock, counting down the days until his system broke down. He had no intention of dying, however, and set into motion a complex plan to bring the Enterprise-E - and Captain Picard - to Romulus.
He wanted, at first, to get to know the man he was cloned from. He wanted to understand where he came from, to see who he could have been. Instead of it bringing him peace, as he'd hoped, it infuriated him. Picard had love, he had friends, he had compassion - Shinzon had death and hate. His mind did not weather well under the stress of the cellular breakdown; it came to a point that he preferred seeing Picard destroyed, so that he would have a real place in the world.
In the end, it wasn't the cellular failure that killed him. It was Jean-Luc Picard, impaling him on his own ship. He died telling the captain that he was glad they were together, as he died. There was a strange sort of unity, and he found some extent of the peace he'd needed his whole life.
The Scimitar and it's thalaron radiation generator was destroyed, leaving a spacial anomaly that would be referred to as Shinzon's Folly. It's a good thing Shinzon wasn't alive to know that.
Sample Journal Entry: [Sounding quite disgusted] Am I to understand that even in this 'enlightened' age, prison ships still exist? Barbarism knows no cultural bounds, clearly.
[He falls silent a moment, and the only sounds are very faint breathing, before continuing quietly.] I died. Idon't understand died. This should not be possible - even the degeneration--
[Another laps of silence; when he starts again, it's angrily.] Who thought to involve themselves? Whose fault is it that I am here?Our destiny was complete.
This is unacceptable.
Sample RP: Ten years spent in darkness left him uncomfortable in the light. It was strange to see such illumination that had been so long denied him. Stranger still to tilt his head back and peer upward, searching as he had been born to. Searching, as if the answers to his every question could be found among the stars he was never supposed to reach; born as if he had been. Shinzon made a low tch sound in the back of his throat and turned away from the window. Standing in the Scimitar's observation deck, the young man pressed a hand to his forehead. It was growing worse - he could feel it. The cellular breakdown was progressing, faster than he had expected.
A tightness in his chest forced him to lean against the wall for a moment; he grit his teeth against the weakness. It was not fitting of a man in his position; it was not fitting whatsoever.
"Not yet," he whispered into the empty room. "Not yet."
He hadn't done what was necessary yet. He hadn't disposed of Picard - he hadn't learned from him. He had yet to discover what his purpose was. "Not yet." Closing his eyes, Shinzon scratched at his forehead and pushed off the wall. He was no longer condemned to unceasing labor. He was devoted to his Reman brothers; he had a purpose.
He would free Remus.
And then...?
Returning to the dark bridge, Shinzon took his seat, mood blacker than the absent light on the Scimitar. He would take what he needed, take it by force and hold it close. When he'd fulfilled his mission, when he'd taken all there was to take, what would be left?
A reflection. An echo. There would be nothing.
"Find him."
Special Notes: Dooon't think there are any.
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Your name: Ari
Your LJ:rivin
Your email: redrobin133@gmail.com
Your AIM name: FallenSun13
Character's name: Shinzon
Character's LJ:voiceshall_echo
Character's canon: Star Trek: Nemesis
Brief (around 300 words) personality outline of your character: Shinzon doesn't know his purpose; he doesn't understand why he is alive, and what he is alive for. The unique circumstances surrounding his entrance to existence haven't given him many answers. There's too much anger and hate in him, nurtured by the dilithium mines on Remus. In many ways, he can be quite childish; he is quick to anger when not listened to, quick to retaliate when he doesn't get his way - even at cost to himself. His temper can be miraculously short, when pressed.
Despite this, there is, somewhere deep in him, a boy in desperate need of compassion. He looked at the stars and dreamed of what might be - not only of what might be out there, among those pinpricks of brilliance, but what might be of his life. He thinks the dreamer, the explorer in him is dead, sacrificed to the mines, but the boy is in him, somewhere. Way down deep. Get a shovel and maybe we can find him.
Speaking of childhood...
Well, Shinzon didn't have one. Clearly. And there aren't exactly nice girls to meet and bring home down in those hellish depths. Shinzon didn't see a human woman until he was thirty-one. Puberty? Yeah, not something he really remembers as another year or three of torture and hard labor. So when it comes to women - well, he doesn't quite know what's appropriate in interacting with members of the opposite sex. He doesn't have any concept of boundaries - marriage? Doesn't matter. If he establishes some kind of connection in his head, very little will deter him from pursuing it.
That said, given he's only had experience with two females - Deanna Troi, who he pursued to nearly rape, and Donatra, whose pursuit of him he stomped on immediately - Shinzon's probably no better at normal interactions with girls than a fifteen year old boy. If that.
Brief (around 500 words) history and background of your character OR link to a really good wiki page with their history. In either case, explain where they cut off from the timeline: Shinzon was 'born' in 2348. He was created, a genetic clone of Captain Jean-Luc Picard. His destiny was to serve his Romulan creators as a way to infiltrate the Federation - his very biology was redesigned so that when he reached his thirties, his body would jump three generations, aging much faster so that he would more closely resemble his DNA donor. He was supposed to fulfill that destiny, laid out for him by Praetor Narviat. He was bred to be a captain, a warrior; so when in his childhood he was diagnosed with Shalaft's Syndrome, every effort was made to correct this biological fault. It was a hereditary disease that made the ears oversensitive - every male member of the Picard family had had it. So too did Shinzon; and like the Picard men before him, it was cured.
But Romulus has a tendency for upheaval; the Praetor changed, and no longer was infiltration a main concern. No longer was Shinzon necessary. His Romulan keepers could not allow him to be discovered, however - and apparently, there were some morals that kept them from killing him out right. He was only twelve when he was banished to the dilithium mines on Remus, a planet in tidal lock: only the dark side of the planet could be inhabited, and the mines, a vast network underground, saw no light at all. They dragged him underground, and Shinzon saw his last glimpse of sun and stars in transit - his last glimpse for ten years.
The Remans, a sister species to the Romulans, were regarded as a lower caste race within the Romulan Star Empire. They were slaves, canon fodder, and nothing more. The Romulans hated them, and in the mines, the guards treated them terribly. The only one they hated more than the Remans was Shinzon; forced to do labor that even some strong adults could not do, Shinzon was beaten regularly, whipped, tortured - but he was not without a caretaker. Vruk, one of those strong Remans who could survive, looked out for him. Cared for him. He kept Shinzon alive those first early weeks, and taught him how to survive on his own, how to be strong. He was the only father-figure Shinzon ever knew; why wouldn't he begin to consider himself Reman? They were the only ones he'd known in his short life to express compassion for him. Shinzon vowed that he would be their liberator, that he would bring them their freedom.
Decades passed, and the Dominion War touched the Empire; along with many other Remans, Shinzon was ordered into battle; he fought in twelve campaigns, and his tactical skills manifested swiftly. Of those twelve campaigns he led, he was victorious. He attained the allegiance of his Reman brothers, and the attention of the fleet; Shinzon was ordered to take his Reman shock troops to a base in the Neutral Zone, where he was to recapture and destroy all evidence of the Empire ever having been there. They had been researching and testing thalaron radiation, an extremely dangerous poison to humanoids. The Empire intended to kill Shinzon after he had succeeded - just as they could not let the Federation claim the base and discover their research, they could not let the Federation discover Shinzon. His tactical genius came to the fore again, and he managed to capture a bird of prey, adapt the thalaron radiation, and claim his own ship - the Scimitar. A predator.
The time between the end of the Dominion War and his coup was spent gaining allies. Commanders Donatra and Suran, Senator Tal'Aura - he lured them with promises to wage war against the loathsome Federation, taking advantage of their post-war state. With the Scimitar in his possession, a new warbird with perfect cloaking capabilities, and his now prominent military position, hew as seen as a leader for the reason; unrest grew, and there was talk of civil war. Nonetheless, he could not be stopped. With the help of his allies on Romulus, Shinzon poisoned the Romulan senate with thalaron radiation, and took over. He declared himself Praetor, and with his military backing, went unquestioned.
The plans for him had been long since destroyed; while Shinzon had his power, he was still on the verge of death. His body was a ticking clock, counting down the days until his system broke down. He had no intention of dying, however, and set into motion a complex plan to bring the Enterprise-E - and Captain Picard - to Romulus.
He wanted, at first, to get to know the man he was cloned from. He wanted to understand where he came from, to see who he could have been. Instead of it bringing him peace, as he'd hoped, it infuriated him. Picard had love, he had friends, he had compassion - Shinzon had death and hate. His mind did not weather well under the stress of the cellular breakdown; it came to a point that he preferred seeing Picard destroyed, so that he would have a real place in the world.
In the end, it wasn't the cellular failure that killed him. It was Jean-Luc Picard, impaling him on his own ship. He died telling the captain that he was glad they were together, as he died. There was a strange sort of unity, and he found some extent of the peace he'd needed his whole life.
The Scimitar and it's thalaron radiation generator was destroyed, leaving a spacial anomaly that would be referred to as Shinzon's Folly. It's a good thing Shinzon wasn't alive to know that.
He'd have been pulled out just as he went in to kill
Sample post (just a general, everyday, puttering-around-the-ship post; please include a snippet of dialogue): Ten years spent in darkness left him uncomfortable in the light. It was strange to see such illumination that had been so long denied him. Stranger still to tilt his head back and peer upward, searching as he had been born to. Searching, as if the answers to his every question could be found among the stars he was never supposed to reach; born as if he had been. Shinzon made a low tch sound in the back of his throat and turned away from the window. Standing in the Scimitar's observation deck, the young man pressed a hand to his forehead. It was growing worse - he could feel it. The cellular breakdown was progressing, faster than he had expected.
A tightness in his chest forced him to lean against the wall for a moment; he grit his teeth against the weakness. It was not fitting of a man in his position; it was not fitting whatsoever.
"Not yet," he whispered into the empty room. "Not yet."
He hadn't done what was necessary yet. He hadn't disposed of Picard - he hadn't learned from him. He had yet to discover what his purpose was. "Not yet." Closing his eyes, Shinzon scratched at his forehead and pushed off the wall. He was no longer condemned to unceasing labor. He was devoted to his Reman brothers; he had a purpose.
He would free Remus.
And then...?
Returning to the dark bridge, Shinzon took his seat, mood blacker than the absent light on the Scimitar. He would take what he needed, take it by force and hold it close. When he'd fulfilled his mission, when he'd taken all there was to take, what would be left?
A reflection. An echo. There would be nothing.
"Find him."
If the character has magic, mutant, or otherwise metahuman abilities, please explain what they are and outline EXACTLY how they function, as their powers may not work due to the nature of the ship or may need to be limited somehow: Despite what he regularly tries to convince himself, Shinzon is a simple human being. He has been trained to resist telepathy, but other than that he possesses no special abilities.
Non-superhuman special abilities of note (Is your character a master ventriloquist? A naturally-occurring super-genius? The best martial artist in the world? Say so here): He is very strong, physically, having survived in the harshness that was that Reman dilithium mines since childhood, and is a tactical genius, having fought twelve campaigns during the Dominion War - and expertly winning them all. He has an incredibly high tolerance for pain, having been tortured for most of his life (doesn't even flinch at slicing his hand open), and sees extremely well in the dark.
User LJ:
rivinAIM/IM: FallenSun13
E-mail: Redrobin133@gmail.com
Other Characters: T'Pol
Character Name: Praetor Shinzon of Remus
Series: Star Trek IX: Nemesis
Age: 31
From When?: Just after his death. Impalement ftw.
Inmate/Warden: Inmate. Shinzon may have his noble ideals of freeing his 'Reman brothers,' but he was planning genocide to do it. Via horrific radiation.
Item: --
Abilities/Powers: Despite what he regularly tries to convince himself, Shinzon is a simple human being. He is very strong, physically, having survived in the harshness that was that Reman dilithium mines since childhood, and is a tactical genius, having fought twelve campaigns during the Dominion War - and expertly winning them all. He has an incredibly high tolerance for pain, having been tortured for most of his life (doesn't even flinch at slicing his hand open), and sees extremely well in the dark.
Personality: Shinzon doesn't know his purpose; he doesn't understand why he is alive, and what he is alive for. The unique circumstances surrounding his entrance to existence haven't given him many answers. There's too much anger and hate in him, nurtured by the dilithium mines on Remus. In many ways, he can be quite childish; he is quick to anger when not listened to, quick to retaliate when he doesn't get his way - even at cost to himself. His temper can be miraculously short, when pressed.
Despite this, there is, somewhere deep in him, a boy in desperate need of compassion. He looked at the stars and dreamed of what might be - not only of what might be out there, among those pinpricks of brilliance, but what might be of his life. He thinks the dreamer, the explorer in him is dead, sacrificed to the mines, but the boy is in him, somewhere. Way down deep. Get a shovel and maybe we can find him.
Speaking of childhood...
Well, Shinzon didn't have one. Clearly. And there aren't exactly nice girls to meet and bring home down in those hellish depths. Shinzon didn't see a human woman until he was thirty-one. Puberty? Yeah, not something he really remembers as another year or three of torture and hard labor. So when it comes to women - well, he doesn't quite know what's appropriate in interacting with members of the opposite sex. He doesn't have any concept of boundaries - marriage? Doesn't matter. If he establishes some kind of connection in his head, very little will deter him from pursuing it.
That said, given he's only had experience with two females - Deanna Troi, who he pursued to nearly rape, and Donatra, whose pursuit of him he stomped on immediately - Shinzon's probably no better at normal interactions with girls than a fifteen year old boy. If that.
Path to Redemption: "Buried deep within you, beneath all the years of pain and anger, there is something that has never been nurtured: the potential, to make yourself a better man. And that is what it is to be human. To make yourself more than you are. Oh yes - I know you. There was a time you looked at the stars and dreamed of what might be."
Shinzon is a clone of Jean-Luc Picard; he has the desire to explore, to better himself, to do great things, and perhaps even help people. But his life has made him violent, angry, reckless. The only kindness he's ever known has been in the darkness of dilithium mines, by Remans. That's what he came to look at as comforting. He is more likely to consider himself Reman than human. As for what he needs:
--Compassion. He's used to being beaten, looked down on, etc. His revolution was relatively recent before he died.
--Someone to endear him to his humanity. He's not only disgusted by it, he's afraid of it, and regards it as a weakness. By extent, he sees all of humanity as weak.
--Along the same lines, someone to teach him to be human. See that quote up there? Yup.
--His anger stagnates him; he needs to deal with his rage toward Romulans and humans, somehow.
--Seriously, he just needs someone to hug it out with him.
History: Shinzon was 'born' in 2348. He was created, a genetic clone of Captain Jean-Luc Picard. His destiny was to serve his Romulan creators as a way to infiltrate the Federation - his very biology was redesigned so that when he reached his thirties, his body would jump three generations, aging much faster so that he would more closely resemble his DNA donor. He was supposed to fulfill that destiny, laid out for him by Praetor Narviat. He was bred to be a captain, a warrior; so when in his childhood he was diagnosed with Shalaft's Syndrome, every effort was made to correct this biological fault. It was a hereditary disease that made the ears oversensitive - every male member of the Picard family had had it. So too did Shinzon; and like the Picard men before him, it was cured.
But Romulus has a tendency for upheaval; the Praetor changed, and no longer was infiltration a main concern. No longer was Shinzon necessary. His Romulan keepers could not allow him to be discovered, however - and apparently, there were some morals that kept them from killing him out right. He was only twelve when he was banished to the dilithium mines on Remus, a planet in tidal lock: only the dark side of the planet could be inhabited, and the mines, a vast network underground, saw no light at all. They dragged him underground, and Shinzon saw his last glimpse of sun and stars in transit - his last glimpse for ten years.
The Remans, a sister species to the Romulans, were regarded as a lower caste race within the Romulan Star Empire. They were slaves, canon fodder, and nothing more. The Romulans hated them, and in the mines, the guards treated them terribly. The only one they hated more than the Remans was Shinzon; forced to do labor that even some strong adults could not do, Shinzon was beaten regularly, whipped, tortured - but he was not without a caretaker. Vruk, one of those strong Remans who could survive, looked out for him. Cared for him. He kept Shinzon alive those first early weeks, and taught him how to survive on his own, how to be strong. He was the only father-figure Shinzon ever knew; why wouldn't he begin to consider himself Reman? They were the only ones he'd known in his short life to express compassion for him. Shinzon vowed that he would be their liberator, that he would bring them their freedom.
Decades passed, and the Dominion War touched the Empire; along with many other Remans, Shinzon was ordered into battle; he fought in twelve campaigns, and his tactical skills manifested swiftly. Of those twelve campaigns he led, he was victorious. He attained the allegiance of his Reman brothers, and the attention of the fleet; Shinzon was ordered to take his Reman shock troops to a base in the Neutral Zone, where he was to recapture and destroy all evidence of the Empire ever having been there. They had been researching and testing thalaron radiation, an extremely dangerous poison to humanoids. The Empire intended to kill Shinzon after he had succeeded - just as they could not let the Federation claim the base and discover their research, they could not let the Federation discover Shinzon. His tactical genius came to the fore again, and he managed to capture a bird of prey, adapt the thalaron radiation, and claim his own ship - the Scimitar. A predator.
The time between the end of the Dominion War and his coup was spent gaining allies. Commanders Donatra and Suran, Senator Tal'Aura - he lured them with promises to wage war against the loathsome Federation, taking advantage of their post-war state. With the Scimitar in his possession, a new warbird with perfect cloaking capabilities, and his now prominent military position, hew as seen as a leader for the reason; unrest grew, and there was talk of civil war. Nonetheless, he could not be stopped. With the help of his allies on Romulus, Shinzon poisoned the Romulan senate with thalaron radiation, and took over. He declared himself Praetor, and with his military backing, went unquestioned.
The plans for him had been long since destroyed; while Shinzon had his power, he was still on the verge of death. His body was a ticking clock, counting down the days until his system broke down. He had no intention of dying, however, and set into motion a complex plan to bring the Enterprise-E - and Captain Picard - to Romulus.
He wanted, at first, to get to know the man he was cloned from. He wanted to understand where he came from, to see who he could have been. Instead of it bringing him peace, as he'd hoped, it infuriated him. Picard had love, he had friends, he had compassion - Shinzon had death and hate. His mind did not weather well under the stress of the cellular breakdown; it came to a point that he preferred seeing Picard destroyed, so that he would have a real place in the world.
In the end, it wasn't the cellular failure that killed him. It was Jean-Luc Picard, impaling him on his own ship. He died telling the captain that he was glad they were together, as he died. There was a strange sort of unity, and he found some extent of the peace he'd needed his whole life.
The Scimitar and it's thalaron radiation generator was destroyed, leaving a spacial anomaly that would be referred to as Shinzon's Folly. It's a good thing Shinzon wasn't alive to know that.
Sample Journal Entry: [Sounding quite disgusted] Am I to understand that even in this 'enlightened' age, prison ships still exist? Barbarism knows no cultural bounds, clearly.
[He falls silent a moment, and the only sounds are very faint breathing, before continuing quietly.] I died. I
[Another laps of silence; when he starts again, it's angrily.] Who thought to involve themselves? Whose fault is it that I am here?
This is unacceptable.
Sample RP: Ten years spent in darkness left him uncomfortable in the light. It was strange to see such illumination that had been so long denied him. Stranger still to tilt his head back and peer upward, searching as he had been born to. Searching, as if the answers to his every question could be found among the stars he was never supposed to reach; born as if he had been. Shinzon made a low tch sound in the back of his throat and turned away from the window. Standing in the Scimitar's observation deck, the young man pressed a hand to his forehead. It was growing worse - he could feel it. The cellular breakdown was progressing, faster than he had expected.
A tightness in his chest forced him to lean against the wall for a moment; he grit his teeth against the weakness. It was not fitting of a man in his position; it was not fitting whatsoever.
"Not yet," he whispered into the empty room. "Not yet."
He hadn't done what was necessary yet. He hadn't disposed of Picard - he hadn't learned from him. He had yet to discover what his purpose was. "Not yet." Closing his eyes, Shinzon scratched at his forehead and pushed off the wall. He was no longer condemned to unceasing labor. He was devoted to his Reman brothers; he had a purpose.
He would free Remus.
And then...?
Returning to the dark bridge, Shinzon took his seat, mood blacker than the absent light on the Scimitar. He would take what he needed, take it by force and hold it close. When he'd fulfilled his mission, when he'd taken all there was to take, what would be left?
A reflection. An echo. There would be nothing.
"Find him."
Special Notes: Dooon't think there are any.
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Your name: Ari
Your LJ:
rivinYour email: redrobin133@gmail.com
Your AIM name: FallenSun13
Character's name: Shinzon
Character's LJ:
voiceshall_echoCharacter's canon: Star Trek: Nemesis
Brief (around 300 words) personality outline of your character: Shinzon doesn't know his purpose; he doesn't understand why he is alive, and what he is alive for. The unique circumstances surrounding his entrance to existence haven't given him many answers. There's too much anger and hate in him, nurtured by the dilithium mines on Remus. In many ways, he can be quite childish; he is quick to anger when not listened to, quick to retaliate when he doesn't get his way - even at cost to himself. His temper can be miraculously short, when pressed.
Despite this, there is, somewhere deep in him, a boy in desperate need of compassion. He looked at the stars and dreamed of what might be - not only of what might be out there, among those pinpricks of brilliance, but what might be of his life. He thinks the dreamer, the explorer in him is dead, sacrificed to the mines, but the boy is in him, somewhere. Way down deep. Get a shovel and maybe we can find him.
Speaking of childhood...
Well, Shinzon didn't have one. Clearly. And there aren't exactly nice girls to meet and bring home down in those hellish depths. Shinzon didn't see a human woman until he was thirty-one. Puberty? Yeah, not something he really remembers as another year or three of torture and hard labor. So when it comes to women - well, he doesn't quite know what's appropriate in interacting with members of the opposite sex. He doesn't have any concept of boundaries - marriage? Doesn't matter. If he establishes some kind of connection in his head, very little will deter him from pursuing it.
That said, given he's only had experience with two females - Deanna Troi, who he pursued to nearly rape, and Donatra, whose pursuit of him he stomped on immediately - Shinzon's probably no better at normal interactions with girls than a fifteen year old boy. If that.
Brief (around 500 words) history and background of your character OR link to a really good wiki page with their history. In either case, explain where they cut off from the timeline: Shinzon was 'born' in 2348. He was created, a genetic clone of Captain Jean-Luc Picard. His destiny was to serve his Romulan creators as a way to infiltrate the Federation - his very biology was redesigned so that when he reached his thirties, his body would jump three generations, aging much faster so that he would more closely resemble his DNA donor. He was supposed to fulfill that destiny, laid out for him by Praetor Narviat. He was bred to be a captain, a warrior; so when in his childhood he was diagnosed with Shalaft's Syndrome, every effort was made to correct this biological fault. It was a hereditary disease that made the ears oversensitive - every male member of the Picard family had had it. So too did Shinzon; and like the Picard men before him, it was cured.
But Romulus has a tendency for upheaval; the Praetor changed, and no longer was infiltration a main concern. No longer was Shinzon necessary. His Romulan keepers could not allow him to be discovered, however - and apparently, there were some morals that kept them from killing him out right. He was only twelve when he was banished to the dilithium mines on Remus, a planet in tidal lock: only the dark side of the planet could be inhabited, and the mines, a vast network underground, saw no light at all. They dragged him underground, and Shinzon saw his last glimpse of sun and stars in transit - his last glimpse for ten years.
The Remans, a sister species to the Romulans, were regarded as a lower caste race within the Romulan Star Empire. They were slaves, canon fodder, and nothing more. The Romulans hated them, and in the mines, the guards treated them terribly. The only one they hated more than the Remans was Shinzon; forced to do labor that even some strong adults could not do, Shinzon was beaten regularly, whipped, tortured - but he was not without a caretaker. Vruk, one of those strong Remans who could survive, looked out for him. Cared for him. He kept Shinzon alive those first early weeks, and taught him how to survive on his own, how to be strong. He was the only father-figure Shinzon ever knew; why wouldn't he begin to consider himself Reman? They were the only ones he'd known in his short life to express compassion for him. Shinzon vowed that he would be their liberator, that he would bring them their freedom.
Decades passed, and the Dominion War touched the Empire; along with many other Remans, Shinzon was ordered into battle; he fought in twelve campaigns, and his tactical skills manifested swiftly. Of those twelve campaigns he led, he was victorious. He attained the allegiance of his Reman brothers, and the attention of the fleet; Shinzon was ordered to take his Reman shock troops to a base in the Neutral Zone, where he was to recapture and destroy all evidence of the Empire ever having been there. They had been researching and testing thalaron radiation, an extremely dangerous poison to humanoids. The Empire intended to kill Shinzon after he had succeeded - just as they could not let the Federation claim the base and discover their research, they could not let the Federation discover Shinzon. His tactical genius came to the fore again, and he managed to capture a bird of prey, adapt the thalaron radiation, and claim his own ship - the Scimitar. A predator.
The time between the end of the Dominion War and his coup was spent gaining allies. Commanders Donatra and Suran, Senator Tal'Aura - he lured them with promises to wage war against the loathsome Federation, taking advantage of their post-war state. With the Scimitar in his possession, a new warbird with perfect cloaking capabilities, and his now prominent military position, hew as seen as a leader for the reason; unrest grew, and there was talk of civil war. Nonetheless, he could not be stopped. With the help of his allies on Romulus, Shinzon poisoned the Romulan senate with thalaron radiation, and took over. He declared himself Praetor, and with his military backing, went unquestioned.
The plans for him had been long since destroyed; while Shinzon had his power, he was still on the verge of death. His body was a ticking clock, counting down the days until his system broke down. He had no intention of dying, however, and set into motion a complex plan to bring the Enterprise-E - and Captain Picard - to Romulus.
He wanted, at first, to get to know the man he was cloned from. He wanted to understand where he came from, to see who he could have been. Instead of it bringing him peace, as he'd hoped, it infuriated him. Picard had love, he had friends, he had compassion - Shinzon had death and hate. His mind did not weather well under the stress of the cellular breakdown; it came to a point that he preferred seeing Picard destroyed, so that he would have a real place in the world.
In the end, it wasn't the cellular failure that killed him. It was Jean-Luc Picard, impaling him on his own ship. He died telling the captain that he was glad they were together, as he died. There was a strange sort of unity, and he found some extent of the peace he'd needed his whole life.
The Scimitar and it's thalaron radiation generator was destroyed, leaving a spacial anomaly that would be referred to as Shinzon's Folly. It's a good thing Shinzon wasn't alive to know that.
He'd have been pulled out just as he went in to kill
Sample post (just a general, everyday, puttering-around-the-ship post; please include a snippet of dialogue): Ten years spent in darkness left him uncomfortable in the light. It was strange to see such illumination that had been so long denied him. Stranger still to tilt his head back and peer upward, searching as he had been born to. Searching, as if the answers to his every question could be found among the stars he was never supposed to reach; born as if he had been. Shinzon made a low tch sound in the back of his throat and turned away from the window. Standing in the Scimitar's observation deck, the young man pressed a hand to his forehead. It was growing worse - he could feel it. The cellular breakdown was progressing, faster than he had expected.
A tightness in his chest forced him to lean against the wall for a moment; he grit his teeth against the weakness. It was not fitting of a man in his position; it was not fitting whatsoever.
"Not yet," he whispered into the empty room. "Not yet."
He hadn't done what was necessary yet. He hadn't disposed of Picard - he hadn't learned from him. He had yet to discover what his purpose was. "Not yet." Closing his eyes, Shinzon scratched at his forehead and pushed off the wall. He was no longer condemned to unceasing labor. He was devoted to his Reman brothers; he had a purpose.
He would free Remus.
And then...?
Returning to the dark bridge, Shinzon took his seat, mood blacker than the absent light on the Scimitar. He would take what he needed, take it by force and hold it close. When he'd fulfilled his mission, when he'd taken all there was to take, what would be left?
A reflection. An echo. There would be nothing.
"Find him."
If the character has magic, mutant, or otherwise metahuman abilities, please explain what they are and outline EXACTLY how they function, as their powers may not work due to the nature of the ship or may need to be limited somehow: Despite what he regularly tries to convince himself, Shinzon is a simple human being. He has been trained to resist telepathy, but other than that he possesses no special abilities.
Non-superhuman special abilities of note (Is your character a master ventriloquist? A naturally-occurring super-genius? The best martial artist in the world? Say so here): He is very strong, physically, having survived in the harshness that was that Reman dilithium mines since childhood, and is a tactical genius, having fought twelve campaigns during the Dominion War - and expertly winning them all. He has an incredibly high tolerance for pain, having been tortured for most of his life (doesn't even flinch at slicing his hand open), and sees extremely well in the dark.