Desmond Molitid

-General Information-

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Profession: Software Engineer

Name: Desmond Molitid

Biography:

Like many people before him, Desmond was born, unlike most however, his parents didn't notice his existence in his childhood. He was not brought into a new room, freshly painted and changed for a newborn baby. He was thrown into a crib in the living room and left to be cared for by a service android. Desmond was born two two software engineers, both of whom contributed to the creation and maintaining of software that allowed the functioning of many ships flying under the flags of the United Terran colonies.

Desmond was cared to by the service android their family owned, she was cold and logical but the closest thing Desmond had to a mother. As he began to become older, Desmond started to learn to fend for himself. He started feeding himself at six, and when he was ten, he finally started to grow interested in his Parent's work. Desmond picked up programming quickly, being able to piece together basic programs by the time he was twelve.

At thirteen, Desmond grew the courage to confront his parents and asked them to share some of their knowledge. They were surprised by his request, but accepted. With the support of his Parents, Desmond's learning picked up tenfold. At fifteen, Desmond was able create basic systems for ships and AI intelligent enough to have short conversations with. As his understanding grew, his busy parents became overworked, and considering their fortune, retired. Desmond's Lessons continued until he was twenty-two, when his parents thought they had nothing more they could teach him. He left home knowing enough to program the functions of a small fleet within half a year.

Desmond joined the UTC at twenty five, originally hoping to help the design of some of their major fleets but was instead assigned to the maintaining of the CFV Constellation and whatever artificial intelligences were located on it.

Personality:

Desmond hates his work at the Constellation, feeling that it's an understatement of what he's capable of. He's usually broody unless he manages to get a little alcohol in himself. He enjoys programming, usually making small games or conversing with his favorite AI Rimmer. Though he's usually looking over and optimizing the code that keeps the systems going, he'll make small programs if requested. He has little better to do with his free time.

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Inventory:
Several sets of standard generic clothing.
Supercomputer.
Small tablet that allows him access to his computer.