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Created on 2013-09-26 02:58:19 (#2084417), last updated 2021-07-11 (204 weeks ago)
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| Name: | roderic arcdon. â â living definition of fml. â |
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| Birthdate: | May 2 |
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RODERIC ARCDON HOME: DUST TUMBLES | OLD FARMLANDS ABILITIES: INVENTOR | TECHNORGANIC PHYSIOLOGY TRAITS: BITTER | SMOKER | JADED | TIRED BACKGROUND The Legacy War is over and Roderic Arcdon wants to run disappear. When the Earth was forced into an intergalactic conflict they had no stakes in or desire to be in, countries around the world, for centuries, struggled to adapt and to survive what was essentially a threat to all of humanity. One of the answers that the United States would develop is the Interrogative Research Sector - A shadowy government-backed group that aimed to study Galateions and develop technology that was on par or bested what the Galateion combatants have. No matter the cost, no matter the body count: That was the unofficial motto the sector ran on as they did their best to stay on step ahead of the Automons and Dreadroids's battles. Roderic Arcdon, a quiet man, only joined it because he had no other choice at the time. Born during the Shadow Wars period - when it looked like humanity was at the cusp of destruction and governments had to all but claw themselves from the brink, time and again - he found himself being corralled into the IRS when a scout noticed his intelligence and his skills in engineering as he struggled to eke out a living and get a diploma in a dead end town in the Old Farmlands. Lured by the promise of employment and support for him and his partner when he finished his tenure, Roderic joined the IRS and was part of it during its 'golden years' as it was lead by Dr. Claudius Sigfred. Under the charismatic sadist's command, Roderic has seen a lot of shit and has done worse. The wars are over and he's tired. He wants nothing more but fade into obscurity with his husband, Art, and raise their rescue dogs on their farms in peace. But of course the past comes knocking - Discovered by two greens who have the stars in their eyes and ambitions in the skies, Roderic finds himself joining their group as they and Earth finds itself in center stage as new civilizations and worlds suddenly start paying attention it. There's no hiding now. NAVIGATION profile âĸ contact (ic) âĸ contact (ooc) âĸ permissions âĸ credit |
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