Post by Captain Xian Chen on Nov 29, 2009 14:55:36 GMT -8
Character's Name: Phoebe Sutherland
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Physical Profile (height, build, weight, hair color, eye color, skin tone, race, etc.): 5'7", Average Build, 136lbs, Black Hair, Hazel Eyes, Fair Skin
Birthplace: New York, Earth
Preferred rank: Commander
Department: Medical, Chief Medical Officer
Personality: Phoebe is a quiet intellectual, soft spoken and introspective. She has a keen mind and good head on her shoulders. Her fierce dedication to her work stems from a genuine sense of concern for her patients. Always cool under pressure, Phoebe is not afraid to step up to the plate and do whatever is necessary.
Background and History: Phoebe was born and raised in New York. A precocious child, she set her sights on a career in Starfleet before she finished grade school. At the age of thirteen she asked and was allowed to move to San Francisco with her Aunt who was a professor at Starfleet Academy. Hoping that proximity and her Aunt’s guidance would give her a leg up in achieving her goals. Phoebe focused on her studies and when the time was right she applied for and was accepted into Starfleet Academy.
After graduating with a degree in Astrophysics, Phoebe set out to attain her next goal – become a physician with in Starfleet. Phoebe applied for and went on to attend Starfleet Medical Academy. Her time there seemed to fly by, before she knew it she had passed her final exams, was a awarded the rank of Lieutenant Junior Grade and received her first assignment.
Phoebe worked in the long-term care facility at Starfleet Medical for a several years attaining the rank of Lieutenant. During her time in San Francisco she took the opportunity to take the Starfleet Bridge Officers Exam. Her next appointment was as a doctor aboard the USS Livingston. She served aboard the Livingston for a few years and was promoted to Assistant Chief Medical Officer and given the rank of Lieutenant Commander after the ships ACMO was mortally wounded on an away mission. Two years later Phoebe was transferred to the USS Nike as Chief Medical Officer. Now Commander Sutherland; Phoebe has served aboard the vessel for the last three years as the ship’s Second Officer.
Name of Celebrity: Jennifer Connelly
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Sample Roleplay:
“Captain,” she said softly. “Captain, can you hear me?” She looked down at the twisted and broken body of a man she had come to admire and esteem over the past three years. A man she was proud to call her friend. As his eyes began to flutter open Phoebe gave a small nod to the medic to leave the privacy shield. The sedative she had given him was slowly wearing off and he was creeping back toward consciousness.
“Ph-ph-Phoebe,” he muttered his voice hoarse.
She leaned toward him so that her face fell into his line of sight. “Yes, Bill it’s me. I’m here.”
“How is she,” he asked.
Phoebe smirked. He is lying here in complete agony and his first question is about the ship. Why was she not surprised? “We took heavy damage and more casualties than I care to admit. But we managed to out maneuver the cube and have eliminated all Borg on board. The remaining personnel are doing what they can while we make our way back to space dock. Don’t worry,” she said gently patting his shoulder. “She will survive…and so will you.”
“Glad to hear it,” he said weakly. “Thank you Commander Sutherland.” A sly smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. “Be careful,” he started to say and then groaned in pain. Phoebe moved to give him another dose of the sedative, but she stopped when he motioned that he was alright. “You may find that command suits you.”
She smiled down at him. “Not me Bill, give me sickbay over the bridge any day. I’m just keeping your seat warm for you. Now you rest,” she said picking up the hyprospray. “I’ll wake you if things change. For now, just sleep.”
Phoebe sat with him while he drifted off then closed the stasis chamber. She knew through experience that Captain Lester would be a resident of Starfleet Medical for quite a long time while he recovered from his injuries. Her heart went out to him. Deep down she knew he would pull through, but right now her optimism was wearing a little thin.
Wiping away a tear that escaped, Phoebe stood and straightened her uniform. Taking a deep breath she said, “Computer, lower privacy shield.” Looking out at the overcrowded sickbay full of people she knew and cared for, Phoebe felt a second wind blow over her.
Walking over to Ensign Ryan she said, "Sickbay is yours. I'll be heading back to the bridge. Please keep me informed of any changes is the Captain's condition." With renewed fervor she whispered to herself, “Time to get back to work.”
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Physical Profile (height, build, weight, hair color, eye color, skin tone, race, etc.): 5'7", Average Build, 136lbs, Black Hair, Hazel Eyes, Fair Skin
Birthplace: New York, Earth
Preferred rank: Commander
Department: Medical, Chief Medical Officer
Personality: Phoebe is a quiet intellectual, soft spoken and introspective. She has a keen mind and good head on her shoulders. Her fierce dedication to her work stems from a genuine sense of concern for her patients. Always cool under pressure, Phoebe is not afraid to step up to the plate and do whatever is necessary.
Background and History: Phoebe was born and raised in New York. A precocious child, she set her sights on a career in Starfleet before she finished grade school. At the age of thirteen she asked and was allowed to move to San Francisco with her Aunt who was a professor at Starfleet Academy. Hoping that proximity and her Aunt’s guidance would give her a leg up in achieving her goals. Phoebe focused on her studies and when the time was right she applied for and was accepted into Starfleet Academy.
After graduating with a degree in Astrophysics, Phoebe set out to attain her next goal – become a physician with in Starfleet. Phoebe applied for and went on to attend Starfleet Medical Academy. Her time there seemed to fly by, before she knew it she had passed her final exams, was a awarded the rank of Lieutenant Junior Grade and received her first assignment.
Phoebe worked in the long-term care facility at Starfleet Medical for a several years attaining the rank of Lieutenant. During her time in San Francisco she took the opportunity to take the Starfleet Bridge Officers Exam. Her next appointment was as a doctor aboard the USS Livingston. She served aboard the Livingston for a few years and was promoted to Assistant Chief Medical Officer and given the rank of Lieutenant Commander after the ships ACMO was mortally wounded on an away mission. Two years later Phoebe was transferred to the USS Nike as Chief Medical Officer. Now Commander Sutherland; Phoebe has served aboard the vessel for the last three years as the ship’s Second Officer.
Name of Celebrity: Jennifer Connelly
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Sample Roleplay:
“Captain,” she said softly. “Captain, can you hear me?” She looked down at the twisted and broken body of a man she had come to admire and esteem over the past three years. A man she was proud to call her friend. As his eyes began to flutter open Phoebe gave a small nod to the medic to leave the privacy shield. The sedative she had given him was slowly wearing off and he was creeping back toward consciousness.
“Ph-ph-Phoebe,” he muttered his voice hoarse.
She leaned toward him so that her face fell into his line of sight. “Yes, Bill it’s me. I’m here.”
“How is she,” he asked.
Phoebe smirked. He is lying here in complete agony and his first question is about the ship. Why was she not surprised? “We took heavy damage and more casualties than I care to admit. But we managed to out maneuver the cube and have eliminated all Borg on board. The remaining personnel are doing what they can while we make our way back to space dock. Don’t worry,” she said gently patting his shoulder. “She will survive…and so will you.”
“Glad to hear it,” he said weakly. “Thank you Commander Sutherland.” A sly smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. “Be careful,” he started to say and then groaned in pain. Phoebe moved to give him another dose of the sedative, but she stopped when he motioned that he was alright. “You may find that command suits you.”
She smiled down at him. “Not me Bill, give me sickbay over the bridge any day. I’m just keeping your seat warm for you. Now you rest,” she said picking up the hyprospray. “I’ll wake you if things change. For now, just sleep.”
Phoebe sat with him while he drifted off then closed the stasis chamber. She knew through experience that Captain Lester would be a resident of Starfleet Medical for quite a long time while he recovered from his injuries. Her heart went out to him. Deep down she knew he would pull through, but right now her optimism was wearing a little thin.
Wiping away a tear that escaped, Phoebe stood and straightened her uniform. Taking a deep breath she said, “Computer, lower privacy shield.” Looking out at the overcrowded sickbay full of people she knew and cared for, Phoebe felt a second wind blow over her.
Walking over to Ensign Ryan she said, "Sickbay is yours. I'll be heading back to the bridge. Please keep me informed of any changes is the Captain's condition." With renewed fervor she whispered to herself, “Time to get back to work.”
