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Looking to rehome a character

Post by bookdragon » Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:08 pm

This character has been successfully rehomed on the Vesta! Thanks!


Hello,

I'm new PF but have been RPGing for some time in various independent sims. One of them closed down about a year ago and there a couple characters from it that I'd like rehome. The primary one is doctor. I tweaked a bit to fit it for this sim, but can make any other timeline, rank, or position changes required:

1) Dr. Martin Sorenson

Position: {CMO, Asst CMO or staff doctor}
Rank: Lieutenant
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 32
Height: 185 cm
Weight: 78 kg
Physical Appearance:
Hair: Reddish blonde/brown
Eye Color: Blue/green
Gender Male
Species Human
Age 32

Physical Appearance

Physical Description: Medium tall with an slim-to-average build. Typically wears his hair short, but does not tend to keep it as short or neat as the military style favored by most humans in Starfleet. Not terribly athletic but health-conscious so he makes an effort to stay fit and trim. Occasionally has a slight limp due to regenerated nerves and muscle in his left foot.

Family
Father Nils Sorenson
Mother Amelia Sorenson (deceased)
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Martin is a brilliant and dedicated doctor. Though outwardly reserved and mild-mannered, he has an active intellect and lively curiosity. An observer by both nature and training, he likes to understand what makes people tick, though he primarily uses that talent to help those in his care. Knowing that most people are not at their best when seeing a doctor, he tries to be patient and understanding so that people will be comfortable discussing their medical issues with him. However, in an emergency that can fall away in an instant. More than one crewman has been shocked to have kindly Dr. Sorenson yelling at him to stop standing around like a lummox and help with the wounded. In a similar manner, though he's usually fairly calm and easy-going, he can be passionate and even intractable when it comes to things he feels strongly about.
Temperamentally, he's inclined toward pacifism and as Starfleet was associated with military action through most of his early teen years, he did not originally consider it as an option. Hence he joined Starfleet later in life, after earning his medical degree and practicing as a doctor both in research and clinical settings. While he's committed to the peacekeeping, exploration and humanitarian missions of Starfleet, he is still not always comfortable with the more military aspects.
Strengths & Weaknesses
Strengths: Martin is dedicated, compassionate and highly intelligent. His interests are wide-ranging and he has enough knowledge of sociology and counseling to understand the importance of social and cultural factors on patient outcomes. He takes the philosophy that patients should be viewed holistically as people rather than as collections of symptoms and tries to transmit that attitude to medical personnel around him. He cares deeply about his patients and is willing to go the extra mile for them, whether that means working nonstop for a cure or just finding ways to bolster mental and emotional health to ensure a full recovery.

Weaknesses: Martin is a Doctor first, a Starfleet officer second (possibly third, behind being a person who obeys his conscience). If it comes down to doing what's best for a patient or obeying an order, he will choose the patient every time. The tenacity and commitment that's a strength in patient care has a flip side in stubbornness, and when a patient doesn't make it, in guilt and self-recrimination.
Martin is good at putting patients at ease in a clinical setting, but he finds 'small talk' awkward and often finds it difficult to connect with people in casual social interaction. Never quite feeling as though he belongs, a seemingly selfless devotion to patients masks a need to feel that he is contributing and a longing to feel part of something larger than himself.
Ambitions: Be the best doctor he can be and make a difference in the lives of his patients
Hobbies & Interests: Reading, puzzles, music

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History
Martin was born in Minneapolis-St Paul in 2258 to Nils and Amelia Sorenson. A few years after Martin's birth, his father settled down to a university position as a professor of xenosociology having previously served as an analyst for the Federation Diplomatic Corps. Despite best intentions to become a family man, his father was frequently absent during Martin's childhood, due to calls for consulting or development projects on worlds seeking Federation membership. Hence, although more like his father in many ways, Martin was always closest to his mother, who worked at the UMinn hospital as a counselor specializing in victims of trauma.

Sensitive and intellectually ahead of most of his age group, thoughout childhood and adolescence Martin had a difficult time relating to his peers. He tended to gravitate toward older groups where he fit in with respect to academics and intellectual interests but was somewhat out of his depth socially. Early acceptance to college at 16 only exacerbated the situatuion. Despite eventually finding his level in medical school, the sense of never quite fitting in anywhere has never really left him.

Although the combination of exceptional intelligence and a father who encouraged him to study subjects usually considered well beyond high school level qualified him for early admission, Martin lacked focus during his first years in college, too interested in everything to settle on one or even two subjects as majors. With the Dominion War in full swing, his father was called on frequently for input on analysis of Breen or Cardassian actions and his mother took on extra case loads, leaving Martin even more adrift. A turning point came after the war when his parents decided to answer a call to help rebuild devastated Cardassian society and allowed Martin to come with them. While his parents worked in their respective areas, he found a volunteer position in a medical aide station helping to process patients. It was largely clerical work, but in interviewing those coming for aide and doing follow-ups, he saw the difference the medics made in the lives of people debilitated by injuries and scarcity of resources. When he returned to earth the following year he had a solid goal to become a doctor. Fortunately, he enjoyed and excelled in chemistry and biology, so he had already met most of the basic course requirements. His father saw to it that he received credit for interstellar service experience, so he graduated on time despite his year away. He was accepted to Johns Hopkins Medical College and graduated at the top of his class.

Upon graduating, he was offered and accepted a position at a prestigious research hospital where he quickly came to be well regarded. However, though the work was top level, he began to feel as though something was missing. At first he thought it was because Dr. Elizabeth Watson, with whom he'd fallen in love and formed a serious relationship during residency, was on the other side of the continent pursuing a specialty in virology. Both had expected that after she completed her training they'd reunite and eventually marry, but between distance and the demands of their work, over time the relationship fell apart. It ended amicably but was still very painful to Martin. He had barely started to get past that loss when his mother was killed in a freak hovercar accident. Feeling as though the bottom had dropped out, he tried to cope by throwing himself into his work, but even after he had mentally checked off passing through every stage of grief, he still felt as though he was sleeping walking through his life. Hoping to reconnect with what had originally motivated him to go into medicine, he took a leave of absence to work with Doctors without Borders.

His first assignment was serving at a refugee camp for people displaced by renewed Klingon expansion. Compared to the hospital he'd worked in, the facilities were poor and over-extended, but Martin found the work both challenging and rewarding. The variety of patients from different species was also well beyond what he'd ever encountered even in a large metropolitan center on earth. It was fascinating, but sometimes quite frustrating due to widely differing cultural assumptions. He found himself so over his head in dealing with a group of refugees from an Orion colony that he resorted to contacting his father for advice on handling the cultural disconnects. The experience impressed on him the necessity of understanding more than a patient's physiology in order to treat them effectively, and the comms home for advice and guidance re-newed a relationship with his father that had suffered after the loss of his mother, who had always been the bridge between them.

He was nearing the end of his commitment with DWOB and beginning to consider returning to earth and transfering to a position that allowed more direct interaction with patients when acall came for aid to the Romulan Empire in wake of the Reman coup d'état. Martin immediately opted to volunteer to meet the call for doctors in response to the crisis. However, due to increasing Klingon aggression and uncertainty about reception from the disarrayed Romulan Empire, humanitarian response was being overseen by Starfleet. Martin had previously met some Starfleet personnel during his time on Cardassia, but primarily security forces and engineering corps. Due to the large number of casualties Starfleet had sustained in the final battle, there were few medical personnel to spare, so those on the ground had been mostly civilian volunteers. Travelling on a starship and working alongside Starfleet medics gave him a new perspective on the organization. Although relief efforts were abandoned after a few months due to increasing hostilities on all sides, by that time Martin had decided that Starfleet was the best place to do the sort of work that he wanted to do.

Upon returning to earth, he enlisted in Starfleet, which was happy to recruit an experienced physician. Given provisional status as an Ensign, he went through Officer Candidate School (OCS) concurrent with an internship at Starfleet Medical Center in San Francisco. Upon completion of that course, he was assigned to the USS Atlantis where he served as a general medical officer. The ship saw three engagements during which he performed admirably, in one case picking up directing operations in medbay when the CMO was incapacitated. In light of that and his previous experience in overseeing hospital staff, he was promoted to LT JG and Assistant CMO.

Near the end of 2389 the Atlantis was ambushed by two unknown vessels and sustained extensive damage. During the incident Martin earned a commendation for pulling wounded crewmen out of a compartment compromised by a plasma breach. However, his left foot was severely burned in the process, requiring that he remain at Starbase 371 for treatment and rehab. When he recovered, Martin was promoted to LT and assigned to {Starbase Lazarus as CMO}.

Medical Notes:

LT J. Frasier, M.D. - Starbase 371 (2389)

Patient received extensive 3rd degree and limited area 4th degree burns on left foot as well as 1st and 2nd degree burns to left lower leg due to plasma impingement. As skeletal system remained intact, stem cell regeneration of affected nerves and tissue was determined to be preferable to prosthetic replacement in order to minimize complications and time required for physical therapy/rehabilitation.

LCDR C. Lam, M.D. - Starbase 371 (2390)

Patient has responded well to treatment, but presents the usual difficulties of a physician forced into the role of patient. While cooperating well with physical therapy, he is impatient with his progress and has on several occasions unilaterally modified his routine and medication regimen based on his own judgement. As there is strong evidence that he will continue with the remaining PT exercises on his own, it is recommended that he be allowed to return to active duty with the requirement to submit to follow-up and evaluation with a qualified orthopedist in six months.

Writing sample:

By the time Martin got to his new quarters, it was late. His initial misgivings about his selection for this post had (mostly) subsided and he had a good feeling about the people he would be working with here. However, travel, introductions and getting oriented on this huge starbase had made a for long day and he had yet to unpack. Fortunately there was not a great deal to unpack and the quarters were relatively small, so it wouldn't take much thought or effort to arrange things. Still, the little personal effects could wait for tomorrow. All that needed to be done right now was unpacking his shaving kit and toiletries, and putting away some clothes so they wouldn't be too hopelessly wrinkled tomorrow.

After unpacking and getting ready for bed, it occurred to him that there was one more thing he ought to do. He needed to send a message to his father to let him know he'd arrived safely. Settling into bed, he opened the mail function on his PADD.

Gah. There were already several dozen messages about reports, requisitions, meetings and scheduling physicals for new personnel, as well as a score of FYIs. He probably shouldn't be surprised, but it was a little overwhelming right before settling down for the night. There was one message he did want to see though, a message from friends on the Atlantis.

He opened it to find, in quite large font:

Congratulations LT!!
That's <b> another </b> proper Wetting Downs you owe us now. (Don't think getting lost on that giant new starbase will keep us from collecting!)
- Gormun, Radik and Bailey

Martin chuckled, shaking his head. He had possibly broken some warp speed record for going from JG to LT, but he'd only gotten the news a couple days ago. How could they have known? He smiled, imagining the answer he'd get from Gormun - 'Your truffle-hunting earth hogs have got nothing on my ability to root out excuses for a party', accompanied by a sly wink and a tap to his Tellarite snout. Wetting Down was an old human naval tradition that essentially amounted to a party for a newly promoted officer and paid for by the same. It wasn't common in Starfleet, but among the crew of the Atlantis it had been adopted with some enthusiasm, particularly on the part of one non-human crewmember. Martin hadn't known quite what to make of the boisterous security officer when they'd first met, but he missed him now. Gormun had made it a sort of personal mission to get the Atlantis' somewhat introverted new doctor to join in on some of the socializing among the junior officers.

While Martin was excited about this new position and honored by the promotion, in some ways he was going to miss being a junior officer...

He tapped a quick reply:

Thanks. I'll be saving my credits for the next time we meet. Good luck tracking me down here though. I'd suggest looking under a mound of paperwork...
-Doc Sorenson

He smiled as he hit 'send'. He'd felt awkward and overwhelmed during his first days aboard a starship, but he'd developed a good working relationship with his shipmates and several of them had become good friends. Given time, the same would happen here. Hopefully.

He settled back against his pillow and began typing a new message.

Dear Dad,
I arrived safely a few hours ago and all is well. In fact, when I reported for duty the CO promoted me to Lieutenant Commander, theoretically based on my civilian experience and commitment to crewmates, but I'm sure that having his CMO's rank above or on a par with most ship doctors was also a factor. I'm certainly not objecting. I was honestly a little worried about having to run a facility this size as a LT.

I wish you could see this place, Dad. It's huge. There are at least three crew from species I've never seen before, and quite a few others I've encountered only briefly. There's a good chance the next time I write home, I'll asking for advice...
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Re: Looking to rehome a character

Post by bookdragon » Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:10 pm

Oops. Forgot to alter the promotion mentioned in the letter to Dad.

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