Full Name Mark Wright
Position(s) held Science Officer
Rank: Ensign
Species Human
Gender Male
Birthdate 05/30/2357
Height 1.67 m (5'6")
Weight 55 kg (121 Earth lbs.)
Appearance: Mark has never considered himself a particularly well formed individual. He is small in stature and thin throughout. He inwardly knows that his appearance, disservice by an oversized noggin teetering on his thin neck, is little off-putting to others. He is accustomed to dressing in heavy coats and sweaters to compensate, and has always felt exposed whenever he is forced to wear his Star Fleet uniform.
Family: Mark’s father, Theobald Wright, a widowed community politician, has always been there for Mark. Theobald’s desire for his son’s success knew no bounds. He is the single reason that Mark considered and graduated from Star Fleet. Secretly Theobald hopes that service in Star Fleet will help Mark grow into a man.
Childhood/Background Mark’s mother was killed in a traffic accident when he was 6 years old. His father raised him primarily by enrolling him in private schools and in student academies to attend when the private schools weren’t in session. Mark has had more grade school level classes than anyone he has ever met, however he never particularly excelled in applying anything he learned, but learned to be an ace test taker.
Academy History: Classrooms feel like an old friend to Mark. They bring him security in they are the one place he knows he can survive. Star Fleet was an exercise in jumping hoops as far as he was concerned, and ultimately never anticipating using the curriculum for anything but prerequisites into additional education.
Career History: Mark never actually intended to serve on a vessel. He had hoped he would be identified as someone who would be better suited to doing research in a dark room where he would ultimately be forgotten. His life was uncomfortably altered when he was given an unexpected last minute assignment to replace fill and empty post as a Science Officer on the USS Maelstrom.
Personality: Mark is anxious about his new post. He never wanted to be subjugated to command, to share quarters in such a tight manner, or to have any responsibilities that could ultimately make any sort of a difference at all. As he waits for the USS Maelstroms boarding call he feels sick with regret about obeying his damned father and joining the academy. He secretly hopes that he will be unfit for duty in some manner and returned before the ship is put into active service.
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