Chrome

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Short Biography

Data

Name 
Chrome (Ch'rome)
Species 
Skunk
Occupation 
Student Engineer
Appearance
Similar to a Terran striped skunk, but his fur has a greenish tint to it. Has a pale face and dark markings (raccoon like) about the eyes, striped hair.
Augumented smell 
Wintergreen

Biography

  • Has a crush on Cilke
  • A character created for the MARPG, he also had a bit part in Sink or Swim where he met Ricochete and Mako, and had his wallet swiped by Ash (much to her dismay when the siren went off)


MARPG Profile

Full Name
Ch’rome (Chrome) – No last name
Species
Cyantian Skunk
Age
(Rapid aged to adulthood, like Satin and Silk) - 13 real, 18-20 apparent
Type
TechnoMage/Engineering Student / maintenance worker
Function
Technician and general repairman
Division
Technomagery
Quote
“What do you mean, jury-rigged? It works BETTER now!”

Chrome is a Cyantian Skunk; in fact, he is part of C-group. He was claimed by the military contingent occupying when they were were claiming many other "products" for various plans of their own. In Chrome’s case, he was removed from the group so early that he had only fragmented memories of them, and thought of them as lost family.

He is about 6'4" tall (?-roughly as tall as Cisco or Cilke), with a slender athletic build from gymnastic workouts. He has a reversed color pattern somewhat like Silk’s, except that his hair has dark (green) streaks, and the dark stripes down the center of his nose spread to include his eyes, giving him a slightly raccoonish look. His tail has two very broad dark stripes, which continue on up his back, his white fur shifts to dark on his hands, and he has dark blue eyes. He occasionally wears glasses, as he is actually a bit near-sighted. He sometimes carries a strong scent of mint (vaguely wintergreen), but he doesn’t like to talk about it! His personality follows from his background…

Chrome was claimed for an important Gold Elite Fox military official who traveled and entertained a lot – He was intended to be both a status trophy (A valuable piece of “living art”) and a companion for a young daughter, Tsara. The official was a practical fox, and arranged to have him trained to repair things, and serve meals, and be generally useful in addition to his entertainment value. He was usually dressed to display his fur patterns, emphasizing his collector value. Chrome was beaten severely a few times as his owner had a erratic temper, and there was little stigma involved in how you treated mere property. He still has some nasty scarring, hidden under his fur.

Tsara viewed Chrome more as a brother than a thing, if perhaps a brother whom it was OK to order about at will. She was a typical bratty sibling, delighting in getting him into trouble, until she hid in the room once when he was being “punished” by her father, and learned that he wasn’t receiving the same token discipline she was used to. The experience was traumatic, and she never forgot it; from that day she was his ally. She helped him become educated by insisting that he be present to “help” with her own schoolwork, which he much appreciated later. Despite his aversion to Elite foxes, he still secretly cares about her, and may react positively to a fox that reminds him of her. At the time of his arrival at Mar’s Academy, he has no idea if she survived the plague.

Other foxes he encountered treated him as anything from an amusing pet to furniture, and he always knew that he could be sold or dealt with otherwise at their whim. When the plague began disrupting the fox culture, he fled to the wilderness, loading a stolen vehicle with all the food and equipment he could gather, and lived alone there for months before stowing away on a wolf transport. He was surprised when the wolves found him, cleaned him up, and sent him to Mars Academy; he had only heard rumors of it and had thought getting there would require some sort of elaborate plan...

Chrome is painfully shy, but fights that urge when he notices it affecting him, as he desperately wants to fit into the Mars colony; it is the first place he has ever been that feels like home. (He secretly envies those members of C-group who were adopted by Darius’ family.) He is really more comfortable around his gadgets than around people, but is trying to change all that. He gets tremendous pleasure from the free access to books, music, travel and other things at the academy that others might take for granted. (But, he is more appalled than most when the food is not the best, as even table scraps where he grew up were the finest of cuisine.) (Did you know some real skunks hunt by scent?) He can cook, (another useful skill for the traveling foxes,) and he was trained to dance and sing, like the other members of C-group.

The invitation to become a techno-mage was a complete surprise, but seemed the perfect way to start his life over. His training and experience with the best of fox technology brought him far, and he used to hide away bits of it to build his own projects, a hobby he still pursues. He always has some new gadget, or improvement on an old one, going on in his room. Surviving in the wilderness involved a lot of creative use of these abilities.

Chrome is skilled in electronics, mechanics, and wilderness survival, but his general abilities as a handyman may be his greatest value at the academy. (“Yeah, I can fix those…”) While he has no fighting training, he was created with greatly enhanced reactions and agility in the same experimental manner as Cilke was equipped with enhanced strength. He has acute hearing and smell, as do some other Cyantians (a skunk's eyesight is unremarkable, except for good night vision). This extra speed and agility is likely to make any future combat training he receives very affective, and is also evident when he uses the gymnastics and dance training. He is always carrying some gadget he has built, which might or might not be a weapon. And, of course, if you got hit in the eyes with Cyantian skunk wintergreen oil, you might WISH it were pepper spray…

Since he received her, he is rarely seen without Aurla, the familiar-bred golden mini-whip Zimae gave him.