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Ana'Therion vas Nedas

Quarian psychotherapist/dominatrix formerly based on Omega. Enjoys working on psych publications and forcibly 'reforming' slavers and pirates.

• Brains and Bondage: A PhD and a PsyD from one of Thessia's top universities.
• Despair Event Horizon: In the course of two days, she melded with (and absorbed a mindful of horrifying imagery from) a Serial Killer, was misblamed for a kidnapping incident, caught up in life-and-death-tinged relationship drama, and had her house blown up in a crossfire between armed militias. She gave up and left Omega shortly afterwards.
• The Exile: Subverted; she left the Flotilla on her own (although family troubles and a hostile political climate certainly influenced that decision), and generally gets along well with other quarians.
• Mind Rape: Her modus operandi for 'reformation'. Essentially Brainwashing for the Greater Good.
• Nightmare Fetishist: YahgLadiesMan acquired her Porn Stash. It's thirty gigabytes and full of faux-snuff and hardcore sadomasochism.
• Shout-Out: A few every now and then, especially post-Citadel move, to Norman Osborn.
• Supervillain: Not actually one, but loves invoking the imagery. Also, there's the suit of Powered Armor stowed away, just waiting to be used...

Daia T'Nara (asari_promiscuity)

A 398-year-old asari escort. She began her career dancing in clubs like many an asari in her Maiden phase, then moved into the sex industry proper, finding that she had rather a natural aptitude and inclination for it. She spent the next three centuries moving up in the industry on various worlds, including a profitable (if somewhat trying) period on Omega, which got her the finances to set up her current upper-middle-class independent escort business on Illium. Since joining CDN, she has begun a relationship with Ana'Therion.

• Action Dress Rip: The non-dress equivalent, anyhow - the one time thus far as a CDN member she's been present when a crisis has occurred, when she was attending a costume party (in armour as a Spectre) when somebody was shot, her first reaction was to shed the armour, which was just a replica with no protective qualities, leaving her in just a bodysuit for ease of motion.
• Aroused by Their Voice: Shortly after beginning their relationship in earnest, Ana resolved to get Daia to say "cellar door" at some point.
• Beware the Nice Ones: By exotic dancer standards, at any rate. She's no commando, but she's proficient in a turian martial art, and has unusually precise biotic powers that she's quite prepared to employ to defend herself, regardless of normally having other uses for them.
• Bio-Augmentation: Has various genetic modifications suited to her profession, including limited dextro-resistance, enhanced flexibility, increased lung capacity, and so on.
• Combat Aestheticist: But only when sparring, when she'll incorporate dance moves into her martial arts for fun. On the infrequent occasions she's had to "really" fight, she doesn't muck around, and escapes at the earliest opportunity.
• Cool Car: Her personal aircar is a Terran Talbot-Lago T150 SS, which she found as a display piece at an anqitue dealer and modified to fly with considerable help from fellow CDN member Thel'Adean.
• Cool Ship: The Belle de Nuit, a former diplomatic courier shuttle, remodelled inside as Daia's personal love den. Regardless, retains its original speed, and though unarmed has been upgraded with very powerful ECM, thanks to contacts Daia's made during her career.
• Elegant Classical Musician: At one point in her career was a member of "The Omega-4some", a quartet of exotic dancers whose act revolved around the asari equivalent of violins.
• Ethical Slut: Formerly. Since falling for Ana, Daia has become socially monogamous, but still makes no excuses for enjoying the heck out of her work.
• Everything Sounds Sexier in French: Which is why she's learning to speak it (although at first it was because she misunderstood the term "romance language").
• Extreme Omnisexual: She has devoted considerable time and effort to making cross-species encounters as enjoyable as possible, even by asari standards, from learning various languages for better pillow talk right up to commissioning a special encounter suit allowing her to entertain volus clients in their native atmosphere and pressure conditions.
• Going Commando: Future-dresses evidently have inbuilt bust support, so Daia treats underwear as a whole as optional, although she often wears it for effect.
• Green-Skinned Space Babe: Standard for asari, but Daia goes the extra mile in the Ms. Fanservice sense of the trope.
• High-Class Call Girl: Not at the rarefied level of entertaining multi-billionaires and planetary rulers, but she does well for herself.
• Love Redeems: Daia's effect on Ana'Therion; Ana wanted to put herself back together anyway, but has admitted that if it weren't for Daia, she'd probably have just given up.
• Ms. Fanservice: Aside from her clients, Daia still dances on occasion, and has appeared in Fornax several times, in one erotic asari/hanar video game (providing the voice and motion-capture for a character), and recently in a supporting role in a major adult film.
• Noodle Incident: Happens often, with the board's PG-13 rating preventing her from explaining many of her past exploits in any detail; probably all that keeps her from publicly being fetish fuel.
• Safe, Sane, and Consensual: Her sexual relationship with Ana'Therion is highly submissive and at times very intense, but is nonetheless wholly healthy and mutual.
• Shout-Out: The VI autopilot for Daia's ship is a holographic image of herself as she would look if human, which she named Sasha; Daia's appearance when photoshopped is based on Sasha Grey.
• The Pollyanna: She's had her fair share of rough times, especially on Omega, and is active in awareness campaigns to improve safety in the sex industry, but is invariably cheerful in her personal outlook.
• Wrench Wench: Reckons she could have been a pretty fair mechanic had she pursued it; tinkers with machines on occasion as a hobby, and has her own light aircraft (named Vixen) back at her family home which she maintained herself while living there.

Janice Amelia Proctor (j_proctor)

A 34-year old politican based mainly in Illium. A self-described "ethical industrialist, European parliamentarian and casual wit", Proctor balances her time between maintaing her seat in the European Parliament and attending to her business portfolio. For reasons unknown, her business ventures tend often to end in failure, if not litigation.

• Deadpan Snarker: Spends more time perfecting her putdowns than she does catering to the demands of her constituents.
• Villain with Good Publicity: Manages to hold on to her seat in the European Parliament, despite being a caustic elitist with a history of dodgy financial deals and links to quasi-racist political parties.

Linya M'Tanis (Scientific_Pursuits)

A two-hundred and forty seven year old asari maiden with a doctorate in Chemistry. Not that you could tell at first glance, considering her...enthusiasm.

• Break the Cutie: She was hit hard by Elara's death, but is at least trying to move on with help from her family and friends.
• Bunny-Ears Lawyer: She hugs lab equipment and allows untrained visitors to handle unknown minerals, but she's good at what she does. She's also a terrific dancer.
• Cloud Cuckoolander: It bears repeating - she hugs lab equipment.
• Cute, but Cacophonic: She is REALLY friggin' loud when excited.
• Friends with Benefits: Used to sleep with Elara casually, but they eventually grew to have a thing for one another.
• The Glomp: She has a Black Belt in ninja-glomping and isn't ashamed to use them.
• My Beloved Smother: Played-With, Mirala loves her dearly but tends to go on about embarassing details at times and is seriously wanting grandkids yesterday.
• Squee: Unleashes these with aplomb whenever either Elara or anything cute are around.

Iryana Lerish (Drell Chem, formerly Overworked_Intern)

A drell chemist who moved to Illium for a job shortly before the Reaper Invasion. Was a coworker for Linya before the asari became a professor. The two are currently in a relationship.

• Trademark Favorite Food: KELP. Iryana has said many a time that she adores Kahjian kelp.

Hok Ginnde

Turian sniper and incarnation of awesomeness, currently MIA at the moment.

• Obfuscating Stupidity: Hok's a really nice guy and a competent soldier, but he can be pretty dorky when he's off the field, much to The_Sarcastic_Salarian's annoyance.
  TSS: So... cooking, Hok? Uh, you guys know I don't actually know how to cook, right? Oh, we are so boned.
  Hok: Oh, I don't know. The stuff you cooked for me that one time on the Nialla wasn't half bad. Or at least, I don't think it was. My memories of that night are a bit...fuzzy to say the least. I'm sure you'll think of something though, I mean, you're ex-STG.
  TSS: EX-STG AREN'T TRAINED TO COOK, HOK.

Nakalaxi Lorgrek (Kalla)

A cordial batarian slave broker who values ethics and professionalism.

• Anti-Villain: Nakalaxi's slave brokerage exists to help her clients as much as it does as a source of income.
• Blue Blood: Nakalaxi was born near the top of the batarian caste system.
• Friendless Background: Between growing up as a female biotic in the Hegemony, and living her adult life as a batarian on a planet dominated by asari, Nakalaxi has very few friends. Spends the bulk of her free time reading and playing video games.
• Friend to All Children: Given how unlikely it is for Nakalaxi to ever have children of her own, she cares for them that much more.
• Lady of War: In addition to being a wellbred batarian of high caste, she is also a talented biotic with weapons and self-defense training.
• Lawful Neutral: An easy thing to be when you live on a planet like Illium.
• Mistress and Servant Boy: Nakalaxi pretended to be the former when helping Abad Sam-mel rescue his nephew.
• Then Let Me Be Evil: Present in Nakalaxi's backstory.
• Villain with Good Publicity: On Illium, Nakalaxi has an impeccable reputation for her ethical business practices.

Virnius Shin / Veritas 'Veri' Imperius (ArmaliShin)

A biotic turian middle-manager. Orphaned on Illium, he never became a citizen of the Turian Hierarchy and was raised by various street gangs until he was thrown out for demonstrating biotic abilities. He was saved by a slave broker and served a five-year term as an indentured servant before landing a job at the Armali Council.

It is later revealed that this is merely a cover story for his true identity; he is actually Veritas Imperius, the eldest son of Nouveau Riche parents who owned a successful theatrical production company. After deserting the Hierarchy on Shanxi, he tried to bribe his way off-world but couldn't access his parents' money and was made an indentured servant as a result.

• Abusive Parents: His parents didn't take kindly to his developing biotic powers.
• Berserk Button: Do not abuse a biotic kid in his presence. Ever.
• Big Eater: Has a hyperactive metabolism from his biotic powers.
• Boldly Coming: Prefers turians, but also has fetishes for humans, drell, quarians, and salarians.
• Closet Geek: A fan of economic theory, math, and extranet gaming. He doesn't take it well when he inadvertently lets it slip that he is a member of the Galaxy of Fantasy fandom.
• Club Kid: Sympathetically deconstructed; his hedonistic lifestyle is largely a result of his attempting to repress his past.
• Double Standard Rape: Female on Male: Seemingly played straight when he first talks about his indentured servitude period, volunteers the information, and jokes about it. Subverted when it is revealed in a mental monologue how he actually feels about it.
• Have You Tried Not Being a Monster?: He's telling the truth about this one, though it was actually his parents saying it.
• Lovable Coward: He didn't die on Shanxi; he deserted and fell off the radar until the Hierarchy labeled him as legally dead. This is shown to have consequences in his personal life, but he is still able to find sympathy from close friends and personally comes to terms with his mistake.
• Sherlock Scan:
  • Especially adept at reading body language and small nuances. Although he possessed a basic form of the talent naturally, it wasn't until he began researching the subject that he became competent.
  • Occasionally swings around into the realm of parody; his scans require him to focus on one object, often making him react with shock to sensory input from anything else that he's not focusing on.
• Trademark Favorite Food: Dextro-formulated varren skewers.

Jorgal Dwick (Infrastruct/DWICK)

An old, fat, rude, crude krogan who has somehow wrested control of a massive media network in the aftermath of the Reaper War. Taking advantage of the Genophage’s cure, he also claims (at every opportunity) to have built an enormous lineage of illegitimate successors.

• Acrofatic: Regularly loves to terrify people by sneaking up on them with his disturbingly powerful biotics. He would make for a terrifying warrior – if he ever bothered to fight.
• Egopolis: The lobby of One Dwickcast Tower is adorned with an enormous statue of Dwick dressed in ludicrous, 18th-Century human dress.
• Fantastic Racism: He loathes quarians, finding them pitiful shells of what they used to be 300 years ago.
• Troll: Constantly irritates the rest of the board purely for his own amusement.

Terrorbyte

Jorgal Dwick’s equally egotistical right-hand man, a volus who acts as the CFO for the Dwick Dwickcast Syndykyt. Formerly a black-hat hacker of some repute, he's marginally more self-aware, and is constantly fighting to shut his meal ticket up before he lands them both in prison.

• Fat Idiot: For all his computational skills, he still manages to get conned into participating in a lot of terrible films made by his partner in crime.
• Fat Slob: He’s like a mini-Dwick in a pressurized suit.
• Only Known by Their Nickname: His alleged name (as printed in a magazine with questionable veracity) is Ihaba Naem.
• With Friends Like These...: He’s a hacker that likes to upend economies from the safety of a small vault. His partner is a belligerent lunatic with no indoor voice who murdered quarian infants with the bubbles they were kept in. To say they squabble is an understatement.