background furry #19375 
+__**Name*+*__: Indra
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__**Age*+*__: 27
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__**Gender*+*__: Male
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__**Appearance*+*__: 5'7'', athletic but lean, slightly furred, blue and white shark. Wears a form-fitted, unpressurized suit with what's basically a space corset for putting pressure across his chest to breath in a vacuum.
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__**Occupation*+*__: Military ship captain
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__**Notes*+*__: Would sell his soul for power, though only for the experience of exerting it. Daredevil & strategist, but seen terrible stuff (like "mutant robots" of all things). Feels isolated, as well as trapped in his occupation, but important nonetheless for keeping a crazy universe in check.
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__**Bodymods*+*__:
[bq]
> *_+_Across the Whole Body+_
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> Ate"[probiotic":](https://static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Panel+soul+_4e7680_5272623.jpg), took virotherapy, and sat in a pod that tweaked his genetics. Cuz of this, he's no longer a biohazard for interstellar travel, and can live just about anywhere with breathable air or water, grow back lost bodyparts, and heal faster. He's also got artificial cells that lketep him safely dfrinkom basic poisons and toxins, let him hold his breath for lup to dozengs of minuters, and support his immune system.
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> __*In and on the Head*_+
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> A thought-controlled smartphone & VR peripherals are naturally grown inside his head, and has several lifetimes worth of memory space. There's also space for a second person inside his brain, a plug behind his head, an acorn-sized chip for safely bringing him back via clones if recovered, and rewriteable networks of artificial neurons that let him download basic professions (he could become"[a seamster":](https://youtu.be/yaaE4bCf1UU?t=40) within twenty or so minutes if he wanted to).
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> __*On and in the Torso & Arms*_+
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> He can breath underwater (or in a submerged cockpit for dispersing G-forces), but that's already natural. The soft side of his arms from elbow to wrist also have extendable omnitools and extremely precise manipulators.
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> __*Below the Belt*_+
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> His tail is prehensile, his waist can bend really far, his legs are crooked like a dog's (tho that's natural), and his footpaws are an extra pair of dexterous hands good for navigating space-hallways, but needs shoes to run in gravity.[/bq]
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__**Ship*+:
[bq]*__:
> *SCS_* (Shinra Corporation Ship) _*Cyhyraeth_*, a stealthy battlecruiser-carrier. Modular, powered by muon-catalyzed He3 fusion, propelled by plasma thrusters, directly burns condensed metallic helium stores in emergencies, and travels through hyperspace/the warp/"[brazil(?)":](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GSSXEGoO53Y
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> Armed with a rail-autocannon, long & short range missiles, lasers that can explode deep holes into metal and ceramic, atomic radiation/lightning bolt beams, free-floating turret drones, and a comically-oversized slingshot.
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> Armored with electromagnets (for atomic beams), layered foamy metal (for space-bullets), callous refrigerated skin (for normal lasers), and EM field party-poppers (for missiles).
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> A hangar for no-frills fighters is in the upper starboard module, as well as a docking bay in the center of the ship for a shuttle. Mostly everything is repaired by robo-gophers rooting around in tunnels throughout the hull, and lastly there's a crucible that breaks anything thrown into it down to base elements.[/bq]
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__**Notes*
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__**Bodymods*
[bq]
> *_
> Ate
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> __*In and on the Head*_
> A thought-controlled smartphone & VR peripherals are naturally grown inside his head, and has several lifetimes worth of memory space. There's also space for a second person inside his brain, a plug behind his head, an acorn-sized chip for safely bringing him back via clones if recovered, and rewriteable networks of artificial neurons that let him download basic professions (he could become
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> __*On and in the Torso & Arms*_
> He can breath underwater (or in a submerged cockpit for dispersing G-forces), but that's already natural. The soft side of his arms from elbow to wrist also have extendable omnitools and extremely precise manipulators.
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> __*Below the Belt*_
> His tail is prehensile, his waist can bend really far, his legs are crooked like a dog's (tho that's natural), and his footpaws are an extra pair of dexterous hands good for navigating space-hallways, but needs shoes to run in gravity.
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__**Ship*
[bq]
> *SCS
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> Armed with a rail-autocannon, long & short range missiles, lasers that can explode deep holes into metal and ceramic, atomic radiation/lightning bolt beams, free-floating turret drones, and a comically-oversized slingshot.
>
> Armored with electromagnets (for atomic beams), layered foamy metal (for space-bullets), callous refrigerated skin (for normal lasers), and EM field party-poppers (for missiles).
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> A hangar for no-frills fighters is in the upper starboard module, as well as a docking bay in the center of the ship for a shuttle. Mostly everything is repaired by robo-gophers rooting around in tunnels throughout the hull, and lastly there's a crucible that breaks anything thrown into it down to base elements.