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Your name/crazy internet handle/whatever: Batty
Personal journal: I'm more or less new to the whole journal rp thing, the only long term stuff I did was with a community that no longer exists on Greatest journal called we-coexist. I can provide logs of AOL/AIM based rp if you like or I suppose rp refrences. I'm just a bit old school I guess.
Email: singularlygifted@aol.com
Characters played (if applicable): n/a

Character name: Aeryn sun
Genre (TV/books/etc): TV
Fandom: FarScape

Canon point: Season 3, episode 22 "Dog with two bones", Aeryn is Pregnant, left Moya, emotionally destroyed

Programmed Possession: personal pulse pistol and a supply of charges

Abilities/Weaknesses: Longevity(Upwards of 200 cycles, a cycle is roughly analogues to one Earth year) Extensive physical training in endurance, hand to hand combat, piloting, weapons handling, sebacean basic senses(More acute than humans), self trained in repair of leviathan and prowler ships, ability to refine chakan oil for use in pulse pistols. Aeryn excels at combat but is a capable learner despite her complaints about such tasks being tedious.
Sebaceans are extremely susceptible to heat, suffering irritability, then heat delirium, seizures, intense pain and under prolonged conditions they can slip into the living death, a brain death in which the body survives but with no hope of mental recovery. Sebaceans lack kidneys to detoxify their bodies the function of the human kidneys has been replaced by a single organ named the paraphoral nerve. Damage to this nerve is irreparable on it's own and can only be accomplished with a tissue graft from a compatible donor. Aeryn in particular has developed a act now think later attitude when she is emotionally stressed. She is a superb tactician when able to separate herself from the situation but if she is deeply involved she has a tendency to be rash and impulsive, but it also seems to work for her.

Psychology/Personality:
Aeryn was raised to believe that there was a greater purpose in life, and that was to serve the Peacekeeper command and rise through the ranks. Aeryn had done well to these ends, training, working hard, doing all she could to become the ideal Peacekeeper. Strong, intelligent, and obedient, she had all the necessary attributes of successful advancement. She also had ambition however and it lead to all the changes in her life. The turning in of Velorek to advance her own career, slaughter of an innocent pilot, the tagging behind Moya which lead her to be declared irreversibly contaminated.
However, Aeryn has grown in her time on Moya, most due to her interactions with the other species and singularly with John Crichton. Aeryn has become an incredibly compassionate, after sharing DNA with Pilot she has grasped what it feels like to be part of something, and falling in love with Crichton changed her as deeply is possible. Death and resurrection effected her making her value life more, not only others but her own.

History:
Aeryn Sun was born like so many other Peacekeepers, brought into the world on a ship. Raised and trained on a ship, taught that all life glory was in serving the Peacekeepers. Thought there was one thing unknown about the child, she was not another faceless by product of the breeding program. Not a random mating form a brief period of recreation between two Peacekeepers, her parents had loved each other, and Aeryn was a child born of that love. Something her mother Xhalax Sun had crept into the children's barracks and woken Aeryn to tell her this. It was the first and would be the last she saw of her mother for many cycles.
Aeryn grew and trained becoming stronger and more capable, rising through the ranks and attaining her next step of advancement. With a potion on a Prowler detail she was working her way up the ladder of her career. As a commando she was nearing the peak of Peacekeeper ability, in her tenure she was pulled into a mission to escort a scientific party. The party was lead by a Lieutenant. Velorek, only two days into the mission Aeryn and Velorek became intimate. They remained so for some time, disobeying the directive that they not form personal attachments. On this mission, which was to replace the current pilot of a leviathan with a new and hand selected one, Aeryn first encountered Moya and the ships current pilot. Unknown to her there was also a plan by the military leader of the mission Bialar Crais to create a hybrid of the leviathan and Peacekeeper technology.
Velorek was enamored with Aeryn and she felt much the same, but her loyalty was torn between her life of rigid restriction as a Peacekeeper and the offer of staying with Velorek. In the end, despite her attraction and emotional connection Aeryn betrayed Velorek to Crais for his attempt to sabotage Crais' plan. She was rewarded for her betrayal with her preferred assignment, a return to Prowler detail. In so doing she fulfilled Velorek's own prediction that she could be 'so much more' than a mere grunt. Aeryn watched as her lover was taken away to be put to death.
The next few cycles were spent under the command of Crais, on a mission to retake a leviathan filled with prisoners a sudden appearance of an unknown vessel caused one of the lead Prowler pilots to crash into a passing asteroid. The prisoners aboard the leviathan had released themselves and taken over the living ship, releasing it's command collar and freeing it from the restraints that held it in check. The Prowlers were recalled, but ambitious Aeryn took another pass at the ship, just as the now freed leviathan engaged it's only defensive maneuver and star burst away to safety.
Aeryn's ship was too close and caught up in the spacial wake, dragging her along with the massive ship and away from her own people. The next few arns were spent being dragged. Her ship into the leviathan, her out of her ship, and then into a cell. Irony of being held in the same cells which had so recently been used by her people to hold the captives now walking free on the ship. Aeryn found herself entrapped with another sebacean, one who refused to give name or rank until she beat him. Then she discovered he was in fact another species entirely, a human.
Aeryn attempted to return to her people at every chance, and finally reached Bialar Crais, one look at her in the company of the escape fugitives, and he declared her irrevocably contaminated. Forever denied a place in the Peacekeepers and bearing a death sentence if ever retaken, Aeryn was now every bit as much on the run as the others on board Moya. Her life, as she had known it was over.
Aeryn adapted over time to the living conditions, and only slowly did she earn the respect and trust of her crew mates. Something put to the test when a security recording of her previous life was discovered. Aeryn had been part of the crew which had gunned down and replaced Moya's original pilot. She had much to atone for but she did. Having been forced to confront her own emotionless background and see the strength that lay in emotions. Aeryn was growing everyday, developing deeper relationships and connections to the family that they had begun to form on Moya.
Particularly close was the relationship between Aeryn and Crichton. Though each had been through much they forged a stronger connection than she had ever had with another person. When John was trapped into a marriage with a Princess for purposes of producing offspring, Aeryn was furious. She had to face the fact that not only did she care for the human, but she was in fact falling in love with him. A concept that was foreign and frightening to her. All her life she had been taught that emotions were weakness, and now she was facing the height of emotion.
John had sparked the interest of the Scarran/Sebacean hybrid Scorpius, who had been chasing the crew to get to John and unlock the technology of wormhole travel from Crichton's brain. John had been tortured by a device that had been designed to pull the information from him, and later inserted a neural chip into his brain that would worm it's way around until it was able to get the information and then report back to Scorpius.
John's sanity became shaky, and at one point the neural clone of the hybrid took over John's psyche so completely that it resulted in two life altering events. The first was a declaration of love between Aeryn and the Scorpius/John, the second was a forced ejection from Aeryn's ship and a malfunctioning ejection seat which locked her into it. Aeryn was plunged through an ice sheet into a frigid lake, there was no chance of survival. A funeral was held for her in which all those aboard Moya grieved and said their goodbyes. John, having summoned Scorpius when under the clones command, was taken into custody.
Zhaan, a P'au or priestess, gave of her life to revive Aeryn, who had some vitality left in her corpse due to the near instant freeze of her body. The sacrifice drained the delvian but did manage to bring her back to life. The gift was not without a price, Zhaan gave her own energy to revive Aeryn, and in so doing doomed herself to death. Aeryn felt massive guilt over the cost of it, vowing that now other should ever again give their life for her. Shortly there after Zhaan sacrificed her life to separate Moya from a ship which had materialized through her and was about to cause the great ship to be torn in two.
It took time for her to come to terms with her guilt and feelings, and as the universes sense of humor seems to want, John suffered a 'twinning' that complicated matters. Now with two Crichtons , Aeryn was more confused than ever and the crew wound up split, Aeryn and one of the Crichtons separating from the other. During this time away from Moya and the rest of the crew seemed to allow the twinned-John and Aeryn to grow closer and indeed solidify their feelings for each other. Many months were spent before another blow was dealt to Aeryn as John gave his life to save her and the others who traveled with them. Stark, a former slave long since rescued by the crew of Moya, took John's last message and tried to aid Aeryn's grief, but it was too profound.
In time Aeryn and the others aboard Talyn, the offspring of Moya, returned to the leviathan, her reunion with the remaining Crichton was cold to say the least. She had hardened in her grief. Having suffered as deeply as possible by not only losing her love, but finding her mother Xhalax Sun hunting her, to redeem her own status by destroying the life she created in love. Xhalax had already killed Aeryn's father and was intent to finish the job. Xhalax could bot bring herself to kill the daughter she chose to let live cycles ago, and wound up dying herself in the process, shot by Crais. Aeryn returned to her cold demeanor by the time she'd returned to Moya and met John with cold indifference. She stayed with the crew only long enough to help them destroy a command carrier under the command of Scorpius. After this was done she left the crew once more feeling as though the emotional connection she had with John, died with him. Aeryn felt she had to leave, and left without revealing to John her last held secret, Aeryn Sun was with child.
After leaving Moya Aeryn spent time as a mercenary, an assassin and some sort of return to her form Peacekeeper ways. Aeryn became infected with the living death and only managed to survive by being outfitted with a cool suit the same styling's of the one Scorpius wears. Having saved her life Aeryn could only offer him one thing in return, the discredited Peacekeeper would be offered asylum on Moya with her and the crew. Having come to terms with her emotions Aeryn felt she'd been given a second chance and attempted to reconnect with Crichton. John was now gun shy due to her earlier rebukes and the fact that she left him against his protests. Crichton had been informed of Aeryn's condition by Noranti and held a grudge that Aeryn had not told him herself.

Arrival Post (Third Person)
As soon as she finished the repairs her Prowler would be operational enough for her to get off this rock. Sweat pooled in her eyes and she paused long enough to sweep it away with her wrist. Grease and oil slid across her skin, strongly scented, gritty...real. This was real, this was solid, this was life as she could understand it.
Parts and pieces of her ship fit into place, they worked together no complaints, no unexpected problems. In short she envied it. When a piece wore out or broke it could be simply and easily replaced, not like ..not like John. Her mind once more slipped back to him, both of him. One had died in her arms after the only period of love she'd known in her life, the other, she could not bare to face.
Why couldn't people be like machines? Why couldn't she accept him when there was no question that she loved John Crichton. Perhaps most important of all why couldn't she overcome the pain? Peacekeepers do not feel, eyes closed as she once more reminded herself she was not a Peacekeeper. Regardless of what sort of military work she was undertaking now.
John would tell her this was wrong, he'd say she was hurting and lashing out and then he would hold her until it passed. Zhaan would have given her words of wisdom and comforted her, Pilot would have shared silence and soft words of sympathy and encouragement. So much others would have done for her had she let them. But she ran, like a coward she ran all because feeling meant pain and the pain was too much.
Hands beats at the under panel of the Prowler, punching until she had no energy left and her knuckles were raw and bleeding. That pain helped, the reality brought over her again. The former Peacekeeper finished her repairs bloodied fingers securing the body plate in place before she rolled form under the ship and climbed into the cockpit. Launch prep and ignition, a flash and nothing. "Frelling piece of dren!"
Sliding the cockpit roof back Aeryn climbed from the Prowler, boot missing the last step as she fell on her eema. "Dren!" Another profane exclamation as she pulled herself to her feet. The ground was not as rocky as she'd expected, in fact it was not rocky at all. Gray eyes snapped around her, no Prowler..no planet! "What the frell," Aeryn slapped her hand to her thigh, pulse pistol, arm straight and true a she surveyed her surroundings.
She was not where she had been a moment ago, so her Prowler was not missing, she was. "Show yourself, I am armed and having a very bad day." Some of Crichton's mannerisms rubbing off on her. All around her were smooth walls, an odd sort of device dipped down from the ceiling above her and the walkway forward seemed to lead to a table or altar of some kind. Aeryn approached it cautiously and kept her gaze moving around her, she looked at and then touched the tablet on the table. It flickered and blinked at her. "Wonderful, I'm lost with no ship, no directions and you blink at me." Her love of technology showed as she raised the pulse pistol to incinerate the annoyance since it so kindly offered itself up to her anger.

Additional Third Person Sample:
"I don't think I could eat another bite." Aeryn felt fat, a slow smile curled her lips and she leaned back, a hand splayed across her stomach. She couldn't remember having eaten so much in cycles. She wasn't even really sure why she had consumed so much now, aside from the fact that it was so good to have real food rather than food cubes.
A recline back against John, his fingers playing through her hair, same silly contented smile on his own face. "I blame you for this." She waggled an admonishing finger at him and he simply laughed. His own hand moving to rub across her belly as well. "You shoulda told me Aeryn." "Told you? Crichton what are you talking about?" The smile faded a bit, his voice sounding softer, distant. "About the baby, Aeryn."
The spell of tranquility was broken, Aeryn sat up abruptly, shaking off the dream, the dream in which she and John had been happy, he had lived and all things were possible. It was a dream she had all too often, a life that might have been hers if things were different and it caused her only more pain. She lashed out, pounding at the mattress she lay curled on, weak sunlight filtering through dingy cloth put up to hold such at bay.
Aeryn turned to her side, hand pressing to her flat abdomen, a soft groan of pain rolled from her. She could not go on like this, not for too much longer.