STRAUDER, lt. andros

[LT. ANDROS STAUDER]

ANDROS STRAUDER

BASICS
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FULL NAME: Andros Strauder
RACE: Half-Human Half-Betazoid
AGE: 28
BIRTHPLACE: Las Vegas, Nevada, Earth

EXPERIENCE
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STARFLEET GRADUATE: Yes
STARFLEET RANK: Lieutenant
DIVISION: Medical
JOB TITLE: Psychiatrist/Psychologist
OTHER:

PERSONAL
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PERSONALITY:
Honest: Being part Betazoid Andros tells it like she sees it. She's honest to the point it's rude but knows when to keep her mouth shut thanks to her human mother. Andros is more honest and forward when she's talking to others about themselves than she is when talking about herself. She usually waits until asked about her thoughts, opinions, and personal life to tell her but doesn't tell them about her unless asked. Yay Loop-holes.

Tidy: She likes things to be organized. When things are organized there is less room for pain and mistakes. She keeps her items in a neat order and likes to also keep her mind organized. She usually pretends to move her thoughts out in front of her when she gets frustrated.

Sensitive: She is sensitive to loud sounds. Her parents' long time arguments caused emotional damage and now she cringes at loud sounds. When bombarded with other people's emotions she tends to feel overwhelmed very quickly. Sometimes she even takes others' emotions close to heart.

Obsessive/Focused: Andros gets obsessions very easily, not the crazy stalker kind but the 'world-know-revolves-around-founding-out-all-there-is-to-know-about-said-obsession' kind. Once she finds something interesting she goes all out to learn everything about her new obsession. When she obsesses over people she goes as far as to copy their vernacular and accents. She first started obsessions to keep her preoccupied and ignore her parents arguing.

Fun Loving: Andros enjoys a good giggle. She usually makes jokes or puns at impromptu times due to train of thought going off tracks. She enjoys teasing people, bouncing around when she's bored, or letting her thoughts wander. She also enjoys the tired expression on people’s faces when she takes things in their literal context. i.e. 'What's up? Shoot. No Way! etc.' She just enjoys laughing and making others laugh.

HISTORY:
Andros was born of a Betazoid father and Human mother. All she ever knew were arguments, and yelling. They would yell over everything; from how to raise their daughter to what was going to be for dinner. Being empathic caused a lot of stress on Andros as she was able to sense both her parents’ feelings. She would often run out of the house and go find people to play with. Her friends soon began to occupy most her life. She found that if she focused on her friends she would temporarily forget about her troubles at home. Whatever she found interesting became her life. She would dedicate all her time and energy to whatever was her new ‘obsession’.

One of her friends liked dressing up. The parents had a costume store so the two girls would play dress up almost all day long. Soon all the pretty clothes became the main focus on Andros little girl life. She asked her parents to buy pretty outfits for her and it sparked an argument between them. She never asked them for anything besides necessities after that. When she was able to work she saved up her money and bought all the clothes she wanted. Whatever she found appealing, she’d buy. It led to her getting her lips pierced and blue contacts. She never liked her dark eyes, she preferred blue eyes, so she found a way to fix them.

Andros often got into trouble. She would often break into buildings or trash places when her friends asked. She was scared herself but she loved the feeling of adrenaline that came from her friends. She got into so much trouble that eventually her father left the planet and went back to Betazed. She decided to clean up her act. Her mom urged her to enlist in Starfleet, so she did. She became fascinated in the field of psychology because it was able to explain to her why her parents argued so much. She loved it so much that she looked into Psychiatry, finding it almost perfect for her empathic abilities. She graduated and was assigned to the USS. Enterprise. She was ecstatic that she was given a chance to see more than just Earth.

OUT OF CHARACTER
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NAME/ALIAS: Lani
HOW LONG YOU HAVE BEEN RPING: Six-seven years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US: Google search.
DID YOU READ THE RULES: "huzzah! batman's mustache pleases me, you pilgrim!"
FACE CLAIM: Amelia Dolore
RP SAMPLE:
Samy was a nervous wreck. He had gone back to his 'bad boy' roots and tagged a bathroom wall. That wasn't the least of his worries though. His tag was a message to a person in particular, a certain Ms. Skye Kanes, and he wasn't even sure she would see it. He had asked her to join him for lunch. A very risky thing to do. Sorge had a mini-microwave in his office that he brought from home when he first got the principal position. He would usually bring food from home and reheat it in his office in stead of going out for lunch. He had made spaggatti the night before and still had enough for two or even three people. He brought it to work with him and was hoping to share with Skye.

Oh how he felt like a teenage boy again. The anticipation was brewing within him as he waited for Skye. He wasn't even sure she would arrive, but he hoped. He hoped against all hope. He was so nervous that he was pacing since before lunch. Several times the Secretary had interupted his thoughts with work, but it lay forgotten on his desk. He wasn't just nervous about Skye showing up, he was nervous about them getting caught. If she did show up there was always the possibility that someone would walk in on them as he fed her, or as they were about to kiss. Yes, Sorge was a romantic, but those possibilites were quite real."Fuck, what if she doesn't show?" He said softly to himself. He really wanted to spend time with her. Sure they texted and talked on the phone and stuff, just the normal things couples did, but they really hadn't talked face to face in a while. Well talked face to face without the gaze of others watching. Samy sighed and sat down in his chair. He was starting to get tired with all these emotions in him. He closed his eyes and sat with his back against the chair. "Please show up."

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