LOVE, dr. jeremiah

[DR. JEREMIAH LOVE]

DR. JEREMIAH LOVE

BASICS
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FULL NAME: Unknown; uses the alias of "Dr. Jeremiah Love"
RACE: Ruomaian
AGE: 683
BIRTHPLACE: Ruoma Prime

EXPERIENCE
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STARFLEET GRADUATE: No
STARFLEET RANK: N/A
DIVISION: Guest
JOB TITLE: "Advisor to Starfleet"
OTHER: Counselor, scientist, inventor. Emotional genius.

PERSONAL
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PERSONALITY:
At first glance, Dr. Love is highly energetic and very lively. He is absolutely a firm believer in free love, unabashedly admitting to his sexual adventures and numerous partners. He doesn't believe in monogamy in the slightest, and believes everything in life can be solved with love and feeling. This comes in handy in his chosen profession, helping others with their relationship problems well.

He is extremely brash and unafraid to show his eccentricities, appearing to act alien. He is also easily agitated when people or objects do not do as he wishes them to, and will resort to physical confrontation and somewhat reckless behavior to achieve his goals. Like so many members of his race, he has fantastic leadership qualities. He is extremely resourceful and quick thinking, able to spin things to his point of view, and can find positive outlooks in negative situations. He is somewhat more melodramatic in his brilliance, going so far as to prove Fermat's last theorem, faster-than-light travel and why electrons have mass just to prove he could be trusted.

He is often late, admitting that he has no sense of time. He also appears to have incredibly good eyesight as well as an eidetic memory, and is able to scan an entire scene and pick up little details. He emplores others to observe every detail in an area and make brilliant deductions from doing so. Jeremiah shows a childlike recklessness but always has a grander scheme behind his actions. He has a knack for acting smug, ocassionally boasting about his feats, knowledge, and reputation.

But he also has a more serious side to his character. He shows little tolerance for dire mistakes and being belittled by others; he likely does not give second chances. He is also aware of the flaws humans have and reminds them of those flaws.

HISTORY:
The Ruomaians were a proud, technologically advanced race, having achieved warp transportation thousands of years before the creation of Starfleet. Unlike most races capable of such technology, however, the Ruomaians were focused on their emotions, as well as the emotions of others. All Ruomaians were naturally capable of using the emotional energy of themselves and others to their advantage, especially in the form of empathy. Ruomaians usually dedicated themselves to meeting other races throughout the galaxy, seeking sexual interactions with these species as well as using their powers to aid them with their own emotional problems.

Due to their emotional abilities, the Ruomaians experienced a deep level of unity amongst each other. When Ruoma Prime was attacked by the Gorn, all Ruomaians returned to their home planet to defend it. The Gorn Hegemony sought to conquer Ruoma Prime due to its warm, tropical environment and its abundance of dilithium. The Dilithium War lasted for decades across dozens of worlds, though the Gorn ultimately won, albeit with almost extinction-level losses. The Ruomaians themselves were rendered extinct, with only one known Ruomaian managing to escape. This Ruomaian would come to be known as Dr. Jeremiah Love, creating numerous human bodies and helping people across hundreds of worlds with his unique abilities and intelligence. His constant battle against evil and corruption, coupled with his comprehensive experiences and intellect, earned him an honorary title of "advisor to all of Starfleet."

Dr. Love has become an almost legendary figure to numerous races, due to his uncanny ability to show up and save the day just in time. In late 2257, the doctor was arrested by Starfleet forces following an incident in which he destroyed a Starfleet facility which had become corrupt and experimented on numerous races. Following a full investigation, in which the doctor explained his history, and with dozens of Federation species vouching for the Ruomaian, he was acquitted of all charges, and even commended for bringing the corruption to light. Though known to plenty of Federation races, he is still new to humanity, and as a result, he has been granted an advisor status aboard the USS Enterprise, to better learn about humanity, and for humanity to in turn learn about him.

ADDENDUM: Ruomaians are naturally beings that exist purely as emotional energy. They are able to create bodies for themselves out of existing organic material. In the case of Love, he generally maintains a human body. He has used three previous bodies with three different faces, each of which met a devastating end that necessitated a new body. The process of creating a new body is known as "building", with each body referred to as a "build", and is a highly emotional event, equivalent to dying and resurrecting. Due to each body having different human brains, his personality and mental state varies a bit between his builds.

As creatures of emotional energy, Ruomaians are able to sense and manipulate other emotional energy. This is most commonly seen in the form of empathy, able to read the emotions of sentient beings as well as actively manipulate their emotions as he sees fit. All Ruomaians are naturally attractive (and, in the case of carnivorous species, appetizing) to other sentient species, as well as always having a pleasant smell to them, even when their builds fail to maintain hygiene. Ruomaians can harness emotional energy in the form of energy blasts, which may have concussive, heat, or cold effects, and can even use such energy to defy gravity and create force fields.

Ruomaians view love and lust as prime emotions, sexuality and freedom as the most worthy of causes, and actively encourage these things in other races. They do not view monogamy, privacy, and shame in the sense that races such as humanity do - which can cause trouble with those already in relationships.

OUT OF CHARACTER
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NAME/ALIAS: Robby!
HOW LONG YOU HAVE BEEN RPING: Too long
WHERE DID YOU FIND US: Megs
DID YOU READ THE RULES:
FACE CLAIM: Robert Downey Jr.
RP SAMPLE: Erik had learned two things about humans: they loved to fight, and they were suckers for attractive women. It was a good thing that the majority of his active Brotherhood, at the moment, were in fact attractive woman - very attractive women. It would make this protest all that much easier.

The protest was a result of one of the first major anti-mutant blows. A rather popular department store had changed their store policy, and this was reflected in the sign that was now prominent in their front window: NO MUTANTS. Now, it wasn't just the flagrant disruption of civil rights that caused the protest, but it was the government and law enforcement's failure to act appropriately. It seemed as if they simply didn't care.

Erik knew that this was the case. That's why the surprisingly sizable crowd of mutants had yet to be stopped. They carried signs and made their own chants and shouts. Charles would probably be proud of the fact that they had yet to get violent.

"MY BROTHERS." It was the naturally commanding quality of his voice that caused the crowd to stop and look in his direction. It was his appearance, however, that caused them to give him the time of day. A deep crimson helmet was affixed on his head, with his soul-burning brown eyes showing through. The same red extended to what appeared to be a modified cassock, which extended down to just barely past his knees, parting in the middle to reveal the deep purple, nearly black pants he wore underneath. These pants terminated in a pair of black laceless combat boots.

Erik's choice of garb was not one of carelessness. He had thought about it for weeks, months even, before coming to a final solution. The helmet gave him the appearance of a military leader, not unlike his dear Alexander the Great. The cassock gave him the appearance of a religious figure not unlike a priest (ironic, considering his own Jewish descent).

"All of us are here today for a single reason." Magneto began to levitate off of the ground, allowing him to move over the crowd and make his way to the long concrete steps that led up to the store. A nearby street lamp provided him with enough metal to create a platform for both him and the rest of the Brotherhood to stand on. "Because we are being persecuted."

He paused for a moment before continuing. "But we're not being persecuted for the things we are doing. Not for the things we believe in. Not even for where we come from. No, we're being persecuted simply for BEING. Simply for existing in this world!" A low rumble of voices moved through the crowd. The majority of the protesters were now intrigued with the charismatic group in front of them.

"My brothers and sisters, we are nothing but mere cattle to humanity. Evolution has chosen us to succeed where humanity has failed. Yet we sleep in sewers, we hide our true selves in order to avoid being assaulted. Why must we conceal who we are? Why must we conceal what we've been naturally gifted with?" The voices grew louder now.

"The Declaration of Independence that this country was founded upon guarantees the same rights to every man. The phrase 'all men are created equal'! This sign has been up for one week now, and nothing has been done to remove it. Apparently, mutants aren't men in the eyes of the United States government. We aren't even living beings to them. We are below humanity, even though we have been naturally gifted to be beyond it." The crowd was nearing a deafening point.

"But they're right. We're not equal to humanity. Because we're ABOVE humanity. We aren't homo-sapiens! We're homo-superior! Make no mistake, my brothers and sisters, when I tell you that each and every one of you is truly gifted. Think of yourselves not as being freaks, nor as 'accidents' beneath the feet of humans. No, no, do not think this at all. KNOW that you are ABOVE them. All of you are gods above these men that are all created equal, a Brotherhood of Mutants united together. And it's time that all of you began acting it."

At that point, in a thunderous roar, the crowd of mutants charged into the department store. Within moments, the windows were shattered, with the "NO MUTANTS" sign being burned by a creative pyrokinetic. Affluent humans were being robbed and ransacked left and right. As the riot raged on, Magneto moved the metal platform higher into the air, ensuring that both he and the Brotherhood got a good view of it all.

"Watch, my friends. Watch as the first battle in the war is won."

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[CPT. JAMES T. KIRK]

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