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Latest revision as of 10:36, 18 September 2015
Real Name: Nicole - aka Chaya, The Vulcan
Location: APO AE (yes, it's Germany. Zulu minus one. Central European Time. Follow the tanks and the funny people in spotted clothes, don't trip over the choppers and thou shalt find me)
Introduction

It started with the first USS Titan book and an online search for the Luna-class ships. It quickly turned to puzzlement (what's an online SIM?) and fascination (stories! So many stories!). Still , I came to Charon as the virgin to the child, meaning I hadn't the faintest idea what I was doing or would be getting myself into, but the ride was far too much fun to quit. Over the course of several turbulent plots my poor character kept falling up the ladder through no fault of her own until she ended up the ship's First Officer - saddling me with more paperwork than even the US Army can dream of during a long night.
Those who like to spend time on IRC also know by now that the resident Vulcan has two lovely offspring, frequently referred to as 'The Horde', and a large fluffy dog with a cheese-addiction. When I'm not out and about with the people in camouflage I like to explore new and interesting places (near or far) with my little pack of girls, or do stuff I'm supposedly too old for (i.e. looking like a deranged wood-elf on a viking-horse with rockstar mane while leading a charge down the beach. Or doing a spirited "The Rocket" impression before my youngest steals the puck).