Harvey Clarence

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Name: Harvey Clarence


ORIGINAL or CANON: CANON

Series of Origin: Farscape

What was the inspiration for them / do they embody a particular feeling or emotion?

Thinking really hard about it I would have to say he embodies desire. First off, he was created from Scorpius’ out of his desire for wormhole technology. Secondly, the way I’ve written this app he not only has a strong desire to see the stars but he also desires someone to see them with. I didn’t have an answer for this before because I didn’t really know how to interpret this question or even what it was asking.


Nickname: Einstein, The Patient One. Harvey once told John that he’d prefer to be called Albert rather than Harvey, before being shut down when John reminded him that invisible side kicks that live in his head were called Harvey. Upon being released from John’s psyche, he told John, “Call me Einstein. The Patient One.”

“The Patient One” references a quote used by the original Scorpius, “I long ago learned the advantages of patience”, which was well illustrated by both Scorpius and Harvey throughout the course of the series.


Age: Unknown, however due to the nature of his existence he is effectively nearly five years old, though he looks exactly like Scorpius.


Home World: No Answer


Gender: Male


Species: Scarran/Sebacean half-breed.


Being Type: Somebody


Position: Chaotic Neutral
The man from whom he was cloned of had strong ties with Peacekeepers (a sort of space police force ran by Sebaceans) and the Scarran Emperor of the (Scarran) Ruling Order. Harvey has absolutely no affiliation with either party, though he has used these ties to his advantage when need be.

Current Primary Objective: To find out what has happened to the present state of the universe that has resulted in him being stranded on Twilight Town, and do what he can to fix everything. His curious nature compels him.


Learning type: Harvey prefers to work alone and use self-study. He learns by using his hands; sense of touch. He utilizes logic and reasoning systems to produce the desired outcome or effect.

Passive:

 Heartborn Spark

Personality:

Harvey is like Scorpius in many ways. However, he has also come to be much like John. Having Scorpius’ memories as well as John’s has impacted his views greatly. He can appear to be very insensitive at times, but he has long since inherited John’s compassion. No matter how hard he tries to make it seem like he doesn’t care, and he will, he really does mean well. Harvey has both Scorpius’ hatred of Scarrans and John’s cautious nature of that which is unknown.

Despite being a somewhat caring individual, he will not hesitate to dispatch foes on the battlefield. The original Scorpius would not have ever thought twice about it and once even said he would destroy Earth just to spite John. However, due to Harvey’s new head problems from John, he has developed a bit of a conscious.

He doesn’t think about it at first, but he’ll find himself in bouts of guilt for being driven to do things he must at times. Having watched the two of them for four years, Harvey became very jealous of John’s relationship with Aeryn. He hadn’t developed emotions for Aeryn herself, but he has come to envy what John has with her and wishes to find what they have for himself. He also developed John’s desire to see the stars.

Through everything, he loves the sense of adventure that he recognizes so fondly from his memories. When Scorpius was 12 years old, he escaped from the Scarrans and spent several cycles in the Uncharted Territories unsuccessfully searching for information about his origins. Finally, he turned himself over to the Peacekeepers, offering them inside information about the Scarrans that Peacekeeper First Command never had. In exchange for that information, the Peacekeepers told Scorpius the truth about his birth and gave him the location where his mother had been captured. He went there, walking straight into Tauza's trap. Back in her "care," Scorpius soon killed her and helped the Peacekeepers find and destroy the Dreadnought on which he was imprisoned for so many years. John had found himself stranded in a very strange part of the universe away from everything he had ever known. On top of that he became the focus of an arms race that would abruptly end a galactic-scale cold war and plunge trillions of people into conflict. By the season 3 finale he'd been drugged, betrayed by people he's been trying to help, nearly killed, and tortured, all on numerous occasions.

After all this, Harvey couldn’t care much about anything the universe throws his way, so long as it never gets boring. He wouldn’t trade his life for anything.

Natural Affinities/Abilities/Skills:

Harvey has no magical capabilities as of yet as his history places somewhat serious limitations for his capabilities in this department. Most of his abilities stem mainly from his vast intellect, however he has a few natural abilities he can use.

Harvey is an exceptional being and also force sensitive. Though he doesn’t know of any concept of the force he uses the force persuasion without even knowing it, and if taught he could use force lightning. However, he has no prior knowledge and anything in this area he would have to learn from someone. All that is here is potential.

Scarran Heat Projection: Unlike the original Scorpius, Harvey is able to utilize his heat gland and project very intense heat through his hands and even his mouth, as full blooded Scarrans can. Heat blasts of low intensity can be used to torture prisoners for information or even his own amusement if he so wished. Heat projection is used to frighten, weaken, cause pain, and otherwise attack the resolve of the victim. However, thanks to his Sebacean biology, using this particular ability would result in immediate depletion of his cooling rod and also leave him severely weakened for a short period of time. A very unfortunate drawback.

Weapons:

Before leaving John, Aeryn gave him two pulse pistols she had gotten from their time on Hyneria after the Peacekeeper wars as a gift. He happened upon two lightsabers between getting his body and arriving in Twilight Town. He plans to familiarize himself with the technology so he can adapt it into usable gauntlets that project the saber, though he is nowhere near understanding the technology, as it is completely new to him. One generates white saber and the other one a purple.

Limitations/Drawbacks:

When he was given his own body, Harvey requested he be given the ability to control his heat gland the way full blooded Scarrans could, but Scorpius could not. The Diagnosan advised against this as his conflicting Sebacean biology would prove to cause complications any time he used the heat projection. Harvey did not care and insisted the Diagnosan do his job. Any time he uses the heat projection, it shorts out his cooling rod completely. Due to the inter-cranial nature of the head slot, he requires assistance replacing the cooling rods with fresh ones.

Appearance:

First and foremost, Harvey is in essence a clone of a man named Scorpius. Thus, he appears exactly the same as Scorpius, right down to his signature armor plated leather coolant suit complete with a leather mask reminiscent of an Executioner’s. The suit is very unique in itself. The armor allows shielding from various magic, pulse blasts, etc, etc, though it can only withstand such attacks so many times and for only so long, as with any armor.

On either side of his head are small bumps on the suit where his ears should be. These bumps have three or four red lights on each one. The one in the right side of his head screws out through the side of his mask and reveals a small slot in which he must place tubular objects specifically designed for the coolant suit with the intent of absorbing the excess heat produced by his Scarran heat gland allowing him to function normally, as the conflicting Sebacean biology would induce a constant state of heat delirium (though not strong enough an effect to induce a state of living death.) The mask has large holes in in the face revealing most of his facial features including his eyes and his nose, as well as his mouth and chin. He has a very prominent, pointed double chin that his mask pulls over and covers partially.

Within the confines of John’s psyche he would appear dressed in various outfits, from being dressed in a large bunny suit to wearing a Hawaiian vacation shirt with cargo shorts to even a scene of him rising from a coffin dressed as the crypt keeper.

Before being given his own body to roam the universe as he pleased, John had been informed by the Diagnosan he could produce any body form for him, but Harvey respectfully requested he be given an identical copy of Scorpius’ body. Here is what he looks like.

History:

Harvey’s life is a very wonky thing to get into. He was the product of a microchip, being created as a ghost-type entity that they called a “neural clone” of a man named Scorpius. Scorpius was a Scarran/Sebacean half breed employed as a Peacekeeper (essentially space cops). Until recently, Harvey’s existence was solely in the head of John Crichton. The microchip was placed there by Scorpius when John had to infiltrate his Gammak Base (a type of Peacekeeper outpost). John had to infiltrate the base so he could acquire tissue samples to aid in the recovery of John’s love interest, Aeryn. John was inevitably found out and captured by the people running the base.

Scorpius put him in the Aurora Chair, an interrogation device that they strap you into and drills into the base of your skull, displaying the contents of your memories on a screen in an excruciatingly painful interrogation process. Scorpius originally thought he was someone sent to spy on the Peacekeepers by the Scarrans, whom Scorpius hated with a very deep passion. Scorpius cycled through all of Crichton’s memories but the chair still registered he was withholding information. John insisted there was something wrong with his machine and that he wasn’t holding anything back from him. After much persistence on Scorpius’ part, his machine found what they were looking for. Before Crichton had to infiltrate Scorpius’ Gammak Base, he had a run in with a race of aliens called “The Ancients”. This race had mastered wormhole technology in every way.

Now, John was the only human on this side of the galaxy. The series started when he was testing a theory that would use the Earth’s natural gravity to slingshot his module into space. At the time, the sun was producing various solar flares. His test, coupled with these flares, produced a wormhole that John (having been slingshotted forward) could not avoid flying straight through. When he came out on the other side, he found himself in a space battle between Peacekeepers and an escaping Leviathan full of Peacekeeper prisoners.

Leviathans are bio-mechanoid spaceships. A combination of metal and organic material to create a living ship. These bio-mechanoids were defined as having more than just artificial intelligence. It had a soul. These were peaceful creatures designed by an unknown race for the intent of space travel, with an ability known as Starburst. In Starburst, the Leviathan opens a gateway through space-time that allows the Leviathan to exist in and travel through one dimensional space so it may cover vast distances in one fell swoop. This method of transport invalidates all spatial coordinates (time being an exception). Throughout the series they would use this to escape Peacekeeper pursuit multiple times.

When Crichton came into contact with the Ancients, they were in search of a new home planet. They delved into his memories of Earth to find out if Earth was the home they sought. Upon deciding Earth wasn’t ready for any kind of alien interaction whatsoever, they recognized John was simply trying to find a way home in his lifetime, as to get to Earth from this section of the galaxy would take 60 cycles (or years) at the highest possible speed they could utilize. With a bit of reluctance, they placed inside John’s head a series of equations necessary to produce wormhole technology. Though they gave him this knowledge, they repressed all memory of their interaction, telling him that he had to prove himself worthy of the knowledge by stumbling on and unlocking the information by himself or not at all. These memories were surfaced by Scorpius’ Aurora chair, though the only recollection Crichton had of these events were when he witnessed them on-screen during his time in the chair.

This was a gold mine to Scorpius, as all the research at the Gammak Base was to further Peacekeeper wormhole tech. Something they knew very little about to begin with. Scorpius had always seen the potential for a wormhole weapon. The entire galaxy witnessed this potential when much later in the series an effective clone of Crichton himself used a wormhole to slingshot the power of a star into a Scarran Dreadnought (a highly powerful and vastly large warship). As a “just in case” resort method (that is, in case Crichton escaped), Scorpius put the chip in his brain programming Harvey with three purposes.

One, to unlock and obtain the wormhole knowledge stored somewhere in Crichton's brain. Two, to protect Crichton's life until Scorpius could manage to retrieve the chip. And three, to prevent Crichton from ever killing or even harming Scorpius.

Crichton's first sign of the clone's presence came months after escaping Scorpius' Gammak Base when a seemingly well-meaning alien began affecting the crew’s behavior so they would become aggressive and kill each other off. This alien T’raaltix, had the secret intention of using Moya’s (as Moya being the Leviathan that had become home to John) bio-mechanoid properties to produce an eerie sort of light that would enable him and others of his species to rise from their dormancy and conquer the universe, at the same time it caused everyone on the ship (even the pilot, whom is organically linked to Moya herself) to become aggressive and try to kill each other. After dealing with this particular problem, Crichton would later receive more signs of the clone while dealing with a parasite problem on Moya. He’d begin seeing visions of Scorpius repeatedly while trying to deal with everything around him.

Unaware of the chip's presence, Crichton had originally thought he was seeing Harvey because his stressful life, combined with his torture at Scorpius' hands, was beginning to drive him crazy. The clone finally revealed the truth of his presence to Crichton when John was imprisoned and tortured via a virtual reality machine by a Scarran, who was trying to break down his mental defenses and find out why Scorpius and the Peacekeepers wanted him so badly. From there the clone did what he could to help save him from the Scarran, including regulating his energy signature so the Scarran couldn’t tell that he was lying to him. The two talked, and Crichton dubbed him “Harvey”, after the invisible six-foot rabbit in the classic film starring James Stewart.

At first, Harvey was strictly programming from the microchip, but after removal of said microchip he remained in Crichton’s psyche as the result of what they called a “neural bleed”. Essentially, because the microchip had been in Crichton’s brain for so long, Harvey’s being was well integrated into John’s head. He began acting of his own volition. At first he was angry that he was still conscious in Crichton’s brain after removal of the microchip and even tried to kill John, but Crichton showed him who was boss and literally threw him in a dumpster while they stood amidst a room of nothing but darkness, illustrating the wonky nature of their relationship.

After a time, Harvey’s views shifted and so as John’s death meant his own, Harvey decided to become something akin to Crichton’s unseen guardian angel, though John didn’t make a habit of sharing Harvey’s existence with the rest of Moya’s crew. Harvey continued to illustrate a very odd sense of humor, something the original Scorpius most certainly did not have. Any time John would talk to him they’d be in a scene reminiscent of a T.V. Show. Harvey would appear to him from time to time to offer his opinions or advice on whatever situation they happened to be in, sometimes summoned by John and other times appearing on his own, although Crichton never forgot that Harvey's manifestations were mainly based around ensuring his own survival rather than any genuine friendship between the two. One time Harvey even met one of John’s shipmates D'Argo when the two were experiencing a shared virtual illusion.

Even through everything Harvey and John had something bordering on a friendship. The two reached an understanding and Harvey made the ultimate decision to stand by Crichton in any situation, even though his programming had made him originally loyal ultimately to Scorpius. This much was seen when John and friends finally returned to Moya after being separated for quite some time and found Scorpius waiting for them, supposedly seeking asylum from the Peacekeepers. Harvey brought John to a scene where they were dressed as mobsters discussing business and informed John he didn’t buy Scorpy’s story for a second. John asked, “What would you have me do, kill him?”,
and Harvey simply responded,
“Without Hesitation.”, proceeding to try and light a cigarette. John took the cigarette from him and jumped him for it. This wasn’t the first time Harvey appeared with a cigarette, nor was it the last time. Harvey seemed to have an odd fascination with smoking. John reluctantly promised Aeryn he would not harm Scorpius, as Aeryn was suffering from heat delirium and needed Scorpius’ help.

Heat delirium was a very deadly fact about Sebacean biology. This is a reaction that Sebaceans had to prolonged exposure to heat. It could cause “living death” if left untreated. As the cells overheat, the nervous system shuts down. First short term memory is lost, then motor functions, and the last to go is their long term memory. Once the living death sets in it is untreatable, and no Sebacean would ever wish it on anyone, not even their worst enemy. John had no choice but to accept Scorpius’ help. Once Scorpius learned of Harvey’s prolonged presence, as a show of good faith, he offered to remove Harvey from John’s brain permanently.

Though the two were very nearly friends I daresay, John recognized that Harvey didn’t belong in his psyche. After a brief scene between the two, Harvey sat down in a chair while John put a gun to his head. He tells John his goodbyes and lets him know how much he will miss him. John remained expressionless through this but it’s fair enough to say he felt horrible about himself for it. His one consolation was that Harvey was never even real in the first place. At the same time John pulled the trigger of the gun Scorpius drove a metal spike into the base of his skull the same way he did when he put the chip in his brain, and thus Harvey was gone. Or so he thought…

Over the time from when the Ancients gave him the knowledge they did to this point, Crichton developed an uncanny ability to predict where wormholes would form. He had a hard time explaining how, but told the crew that suffice to say he could kind of “smell” them. One day, he positioned himself near the coordinates he suspected a wormhole would form, literally just hanging out in space. A few moments after it opened, he was sucked in. Aeryn saw this and her jaw dropped. Meanwhile, Crichton found himself on an iceberg in the middle of vast and dark waters. A few moments later, a pale man with black eyes in a suit appeared. He explained the only reason he didn’t kill John for the knowledge he possessed was because he trusted the one that gave it to him, but he needed to understand why it was given to him.

During this conversation he explained the Ancients were a subspecies of his race modified so they could exist in Crichton’s dimension so they may catalogue and influence it’s inhabitants. John couldn’t tell him why he was given the equations as he didn’t know himself. Before the end of the conversation, the man he dubbed “Einstein” taught him how to navigate wormholes but warned him about unrealized realities. He explains everything happens at a time, in a place. Relativity. He explains that wormholes bridges space/time - creating a unique ability to navigate. He warned John to be careful, as he could do irreversible damage to the timeline if he traveled through a wormhole and ended up somewhere in space/time from before he had left. Satisfied with the encounter, Einstein returned John to Moya.

A short time after this encounter, Aeryn was captured by Scarrans, John went to Scorpius and bargained with him. Told him if he helped rescue Aeryn that he would share with him all the knowledge he had. Every wormhole equation. The two successfully retrieved Aeryn though Scorpius himself was captured by the Scarrans. At the time they were already very near the biggest Scarran outpost, Katratzi. Under the circumstances, John was going to leave him to the Scarrans. At least until he found himself back in the familiar confines of Harvey’s special room.

Harvey was in a coffin dressed as Nosferatu the vampire. He told John that Scorpius had lied about removing him and in actuality put him in a state of dormancy while creating a neural link to himself so Harvey would share all knowledge inside Crichton’s brain with him. He warned him that unless they saved Scorpius he would eventually crack and the Scarrans would have the knowledge to decimate the galaxy. After retrieving Scorpius John began to chastise him for lying about removing Harvey. Probably because he felt like a dick for shooting him in the head.

Scorpius was confused for a moment, but he realized what was happening when Crichton asked how much of the wormhole knowledge he gave them. Scorpius informed Crichton that he did not have that knowledge; Harvey had lied to gain Crichton's assistance. Now, we flash to a police interrogation room, with Harvey as the suspect lighting a cigarette. Again, John took the cigarette and threw it to the side, beginning to chastise him now. Harvey simply replied, “Fail safe. You screw the boss, I find a way to get you re-interested.” He was very annoyed John had taken his cigarette again. Scorpius also explained that he had really removed Harvey. However, he had also programmed him to re-emerge if he had done anything against him. Crichton, though still a little miffed, understood and accepted why he had done this. A lot happened from this point and Scorpius was again separated from Moya’s crew before John could give him the information he sought.

A few months later, Scorpius initiated a war between the Peacekeepers and the Scarrans. Moya and her crew found themselves on a grand spatial battlefield caught in a crossfire and could not escape. The conflicting parties were intent on taking Moya with them. Crichton finally constructed the wormhole weapon the entire galaxy had been chasing him for for the better part of four or five years of being lost in a distant part of the universe. He fired the weapon, and it created a small black hole in the distance. It began growing and growing, doubling in on itself until eventually all ships and their weapons were rendered useless. Even Moya and her crew were being drawn in.

The crew began to question what he had done, (with the exception of Scorpius and Aeryn), and Crichton began to have a breakdown. “I thought this was what you had wanted!” "Crichton, please make the wormhole so we can all have peace." "Crichton, you gotta make the wormhole. We all want peace!" "Crichton, make the damn wormhole. We gotta have peace!" “How many times did you say that to me? Sparky? Pip?” “Wormhole. Peace. Peace. Wormhole.” Harvey was quite perplexed through this, and he honestly felt genuinely sorry for everything John had gone through. It was here that Harvey realized just who he (himself) really was, programming aside. John looked to Aeryn and Harvey and told them he was sorry, that he had tried to explain the havoc it would wreak.

The Peacekeepers and Scarrans soon ordered a ceasefire and agreed to attend peace accords. And so, John fired the weapon once more, dispersing the black hole. Directly after, the pale faced man reached into Crichton’s mind and removed all information regarding wormhole tech from his mind. With this done, Harvey's purpose was fulfilled and his self-termination program activated. His final conversation with John took place in a memory that mirrors one of the final scenes of 2001: A Space Odyssey.

As Harvey lay dying, he wished John goodbye and thanked him for the memories before he finally disappeared forever. Again, or so he thought…

Over time, Harvey found himself back in the confines of John’s head. He wasn’t sure about anything at first. In an attempt to reach out without upsetting him, he began whispering to him without actually appearing to him. At first John thought again that he was going crazy after everything that had happened, but soon Harvey assured him that that was sadly not the case. The two spoke and finally came up with a solution that would rid Harvey from his psyche for good, without killing him.

They would construct a body for him and separate their consciousnesses from one another, placing Harvey in his own body. Crichton would never have agreed to this in the first months of their relationship, but John had come to realize the kind of person Harvey was. He believed him when he said he only wanted to be his own person, and to see the stars. Thus they found a Diagnosan, and after some necessary research, Harvey was given his own body. John gave him his module, as he had no further use for it, and the two went their separate ways. Now, though he no longer had the wormhole equations, John still had the ability to predict where wormholes would form. Likewise, Harvey had the same ability.

Scorpius’ memories have made him strong. Scorpius was born to a Sebacean woman being captured and raped by Scarrans in an experimental breeding program to see if Sebacean biology could be beneficial to their own. Scorpius was supposedly the only live birth out of ninety-one attempts. He spent the first twelve years of his life the brutal guidance of a Scarran woman named Tauza. He underwent rigorous testing to see if such hybrids could be useful. She tried to destroy his Sebacean "weaknesses," such as his susceptibility to heat. Though horrible, this conditioning taught him patience, not to mention endurance.

John’s memories have made him overly cautious out of fear. John was captured by Scorpius and put through excruciating torture methods that have all but drove many others completely insane. This itself was fairly shortly after he got stranded in an unknown part of the universe, making his life very wacky, very quickly. On top of that he had already been being chased by a vengeful military commando who not only blamed John for his brother’s death but was in love with Aeryn before Scorpius started chasing him.

He started going insane from the neural clone and the overall absurd situation he's in. Harvey not only exerts direct control over him at points (not just when it completely takes him over, you see more limited instances of it not letting him do certain things), but he also never had any privacy. And for the rest of his situation, he gets hunted by increasingly powerful elements in the Peacekeepers, has to watch his new friends and loved ones go through hell, not to mention on numerous occasions being responsible for deaths on a severely massive scale when he doesn’t ever want to hurt anyone in the first place. This all gave him a very bad case of PTSD.


After Harvey gets his own body he starts developing hallucinations and erratic behavior. It soon becomes apparent that his brain can't handle both John's and Scorpius' memories in his head at the same time, and he starts being unable to tell what is reality and what is just a flashback. John's torture through everything caused John's mind to become very unhinged as it was in the first place. Between this, and Scorpius’ conditioning by Scarrans as a youngster, Harvey’s brain has no idea how to cope. His current condition is caused by what is best described as a personality leak.

As I said before, now that he has become his own person his brain can’t handle both John’s and Scorpius’ memories in his head at the same time. It wasn’t a problem when he was in John’s head, but soon enough this problem became very clear. Scorpius’ and John’s memories now overlap one another in his head. His brain is undergoing a war within itself in a desperate attempt to cope.

The signs weren’t very prominent upon first receiving his body. However, Harvey soon began to experience vivid flashbacks, already having experienced two before departing from Moya. He would also experience instances where he would become completely immersed in thought, drowning out everything around him. During these times he would find himself dwelling on the past, finding it very hard to deal with everything that had happened. One such thought he cannot seem to escape was being the cause of Zhaan’s death.

When they first tried to remove the chip, Harvey’s self-preservation protocols took hold and he took control of John’s body. The occasion resulted in Aeryn dying from being unable to eject from her seat before crashing on the ice of the planet they were on. Zhaan called to her spirit from beyond and traded her life for Aeryn’s. He was very impartial towards any such behavior during his time in John’s head, but now that he has his own body he seems to find himself ridden with guilt.


Harvey came to find himself being pursued by rogue Sebacean raiders that ended up thinking he was Scorpius. They thought they could hold him for a ransom to the Peacekeepers. He killed most of them on their ship, which was stationed beside a wormhole and Harvey flew into the wormhole shortly after. When he came out on the other side, Twilight Town was in the distance. All he that could go through his head was, "What happened to the stars..."

Role Playing Sample:

John found himself in a white room, reminiscent of the final scenes from "2001: A Space Odyssey". He was wearing a spacesuit, and Harvey was lying in a bed as an old and dying man: his leather mask being whitish-gray, instead of the usual black, and dressed all in white. Harvey looked over to him coughing.
“I had toyed with Slim Pickens on the bomb.” He said, putting his arm up in the air. “Yee-hah!” He coughed out. “But this feels far more appropriate to the moment. Don't you think? Now that Einstein has removed all wormhole weapon knowledge, my purpose is fulfilled. We've done everything we can together, John. Somehow you'll have to make all your future decisions on your own.”
John moved to the edge of the bed. He wasn’t at all sure what to say.
“My eradication program has begun to remove all vestiges of me. Soon... I'll be nothing but a pleasant remembrance... of the good old days.” Harvey raises his hand toward John, who still stands silently at the foot of the bed. “Goodbye, John. Thanks for your memories.”
With his effective final words, the scene faded and so did Harvey. John was free.

Over the course of the next few month there was no sign of Harvey. Though his self-termination program had activated, there were still unseen traces of him left in John’s brain. Over time, they began to collect themselves.
“What…What is this I wonder...” he asked himself. “Where am I?”
At first he couldn’t even see himself, and was just as a disembodied voice. He found himself amidst a familiar darkness. At first he couldn’t even reach out to John.
As the pieces started coming together Harvey regained more and more of his consciousness.
“This must be what hell is like...”
He continued like this over a course of several months, completely unknown to John. A ghost in the machine. During this time Harvey thought very hard about who he really was. Thanks to his eradication program he had been completely freed of Scorpius’ bidding. Harvey thought for a long time about the meaning of his existence. After a lot of thought, he knew what it was he wanted. His consciousness continued to re-establish itself until finally he was once again strong enough to reach out to John.
“John.” he whispered. John perked his head. He was sitting in his room on Moya by himself, having been left by the others to his thoughts.
“John.” he whispered again. John stood up and began looking around the room, thinking Scorpius was present. Unable to find Scorpius, he began to walk out of the room. As he turned the corner he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Harvey standing there. He pulled out his Pulse Pistol (the same thing as a blaster in Star Wars) pointing it at him and immediately pulling the trigger. Last they had seen of Scorpius he had been imprisoned on Hyneria (Hyneria being home to Rygel, another one of Moya’s Crew) for causing the deaths of a few friends, as Rygel had reclaimed his throne (long story, watch the show).
The moment he had fired his pistol, Harvey was gone. Harvey reappeared behind John this time.
“It’s not who you think.” He said calmly. John turned at the moment he heard him and saw him standing there.
“Harv’?” He said holstering his pistol.
“It would seem so John.”
“I thought your self-termination program had activated!”
John was confused.
“Yes... I was strangely okay with fading. It seems that even through my programming, there is an underlying desire to live.”
John wiped his hands down his face.
“So what, I’m stuck with you forever?” He asked frustratedly. John stared at him a moment before Harvey answered. Harvey locked his fingers together resting his hands on his stomach.
“Well, perhaps not John. I was in the back of your mind for quite sometime before I was able to come back together. I’ve thought of a mutually beneficial solution.”
John cocked his head.
“I want you to find a Diagnosan and have him produce for me my own body, so I may go about my own business as I please.”
John laughed.
“What you want your own body? One Scorpius is enough! Two is just too much for this universe!”
“Perhaps.” He replied calmly. “I’m aware that though you’ve lost the wormhole knowledge, you still possess your ability to locate and track forming wormholes.”
John started laughing before he turned to walk down the hall.

With the Diagnosan

Diagnosans are an alien race known for their natural ability to detect and treat a variety of diseases in all types of living things. Due to this, many of them become physicians. They have complex minds and an equally complex language, so much so that standard translator microbes cannot decode the intricacies of their speech. They are soft-spoken and gentle, further adding to their abilities as doctors.

John and Aeryn took haste in finding one that was willing to try this procedure. The one they found was not only willing to try it but was completely excited about it. The Diagnosan went by the name of Vilir (Vi-leer), and apparently he specialized in biological construction and this type of procedure was something he had been wanting to pull of for years. Constructing bodies from organic matter was no problem for him, however without a mind and soul to place in the body the bodies were left comatose and dead. As soon as he heard about John’s case he was very eager to see how the experiment would turn out. Though his species’ physical traits made it hard to tell what his facial expressions were, his excitement was obvious to both John and Aeryn. This was something similar to creating life.

“He’s saying that he can provide you with any body this neural clone wants.” The translator spoke. He was a skinny guy with white skin, wearing a lab coat over fairly regular black clothing with large square-framed glasses. “Is he absolutely sure he wants that particular one? I mean especially with the crazy modifications?” He asked adjusting his glasses. The translator spoke very fast and was difficult to keep up with. John was sitting on a counter one side of the room. John had to make a comment on this.
“Gee bud, can you talk any faster? I’m almost about ready to try my chances at translating what he has to say myself.”
“Sorry- I mean, I apologize. I do that a lot, it’s a bad habit.” He said. He was still talking very fast but he was making an attempt to slow his speech..
“Calm down bud, I was just making a comment.” John said, waving his hand.

The Diagnosan was a tall bipedal creature of basically human shape with a light orangish-caucasian complexion. The odd creature had a large head with small, wide-set eyes that look out from either side of a red segmented mask. This mask comes over the top of his head and down the center of his face to cover his nose and mouth. The purpose of this mask is to protect his health because of his race’s ironic high sensitivity to microbes and disease, considering most choose the same profession. He is dressed in a red leather tunic sort of garment and red fingerless opera-length gloves that leave his bulging biceps exposed. His fingers are tipped in long red, claw-like nails and he uses eyepieces attached to his mask to examine Moya. His voice is extraordinary. It's tiny, high-pitched and belies his size and apparent masculinity. Like Pilot (that being Moya’s pilot), he speaks a language understandable to translator microbes only at his own will - but unlike Pilot, he usually chooses not to. The language is pretty and melodious - like a birds might be, full of delicate trills and short, note-like syllables - and he had somewhat a high-pitched voice that would be mistaken for female by those who didn’t know better.
The room they were in was very big, so as to allow enough room for Vilir to do his work. In the center of the room were two large, rectangular clear tanks filled with a murky blue liquid that was slightly bubbling at the surface. These tanks were spaced a bit from each other and in between the two was a large console with a screen. Directly behind it on the side without the interface was a long flat operating table with straps to hold patients down and several wires ended with metal spikes laying around it connected to the interface.The tanks were connected by several large, segmented tubes, and also had several other similar large tubes strung out across the room. They went from the ends of the cases into the walls throughout the room. The room itself was hexagonal with several spacious counters that had various lab equipments and the likes for Vilir’s disposal. John was at the wall opposite the door with Aeryn next to him.The two remained silent as the Diagnosan starting speaking to his translator again.

“Look, Doc’ can’t in good conscious give him this body unless he’s completely sure he wants it. Scarran and Sebacean biology are already highly conflictive to begin with, and to be given the control of the heat gland he’s asking for will prove to be highly consequential. He’s going to have to have cooling rods on him at all times and using his heat projection will completely deplete a single rod. We can give him a device to recharge them but he’s going to require assistance replacing it since the over-stimulation of the heat gland will send him into a fit of heat delirium. And that itself may prove to be fatal, he’s not even sure. Scarran/Sebacean hybrids are already very rare and not much is known about them except why they don’t work, so there’s no sure way of telling how his body is going to handle itself..” The translator finished. John looked over into the corner where Harvey was standing with his arms folded and threw him a questioning glance.
“He talks a lot, doesn’t he John?” Harvey responded.

“Look, he’s completely sure.” John nodded. “Apparently he’s already worked it all out in his head. I dunno, I just think it’s funny he has complete access to everything that runs through my head 24/7 but I’m always ending up not even knowing what the frell he’s thinking!”
“John…” Aeryn put her hand to his shoulder.
“What?” He asked frustratedly, looking at her.
“From what you have told me, he’s as baffled with the situation as you are.”
Though Harvey wasn’t speaking much now, the two had been speaking for quite some time before they had located Vilir. He still retained his absurd sense of humor, but he began treating John more like a friend than he had cared to show before. John just shook his head and wiped his eyes with a groan.

The Diagnosan said something else to the translator and the translator spoke again.
“He says he’d like to thank you for coming to us on for this procedure-”
“Yeah yeah yeah, what’s Doc’ gotta do?” John cut him off.
“Okay well you’re familiar with Diagnosans, yes?”
“Yeah, cut to the point.” he nodded.
“Then you know they have a knack for storing bodies on the verge of death or already dead so they can make use of their organs.”
John started laughing. The Diagnosan remained expressionless but the translator looked confused.
“You’re going to go all Frankenstein here Doc’?”
The translator was still confused.
“Not quite John, let him finish.” Harvey chirped in.

John chuckled into silence doubtedly, and after a few more moments the translator spoke again.

“I don’t believe I understand the reference, but here’s what “Doc’s gotta do” as you put it. He’s going to place a Scarran body in one tank and a Sebacean body in the other tank. He’s going to work the genetic templates with his console’s interface over there and then the bodies are going to be essentially obliterated into their most basic forms before being reconstructed in the desired form in a tank not dissimilar to these ones next room over. Now, you said he wants to modeled after a specific person, it would be an extreme help if you had D.N.A. for us to start his template with.”
John nodded to show he understood, adding the comment “Gee, it’s a good thing those bodies gotta be dead first.”, under his breath. He spoke again to the translator. “He said you might need that. I’m not even sure how he got this but, -” he held out a small vial of dark blood. “ -, here it is.”
“Where are you going to be?” John asked the translator.
“Given Tocot’s death was a direct result of his dealings with you and your neural clone, I’m here to protect Vilir.”
Aeryn laughed this time.
“What you? You’re tiny!” She blurted out. The translator developed a fiendish grin on his face, that almost worried both her and John.
“I was hoping you’d say something like that.”

After saying this the translator let out a demonic growl that turned into a roar as the upper half of his body turned into something horrible. It looked insectoid in origin, with large red eyes and a shiny black head that reminded John of an ant. It had very long, thin tendrils surrounding a large set of pincers that looked ready to snap a body in half. It’s mouth began secreting a corrosive acid that began drooling profusely into a pool on the ground front of himself, burning into the floor thick metal several inches. Harvey laughed hysterically as John and Aeryn jumped back from shock and John hit his head on the wall behind him. The translator shifted back a moment later laughing like Harvey.

“That’s great, you know I think I really like these two John.” Harvey cackled.

“There’s one more thing.” The translator said when he stopped laughing. John had put his hand to his chest and was rubbing Aeryn’s back to calm her too, which was probably more to make himself feel better in all honesty.
“What is it?” He asked trying to sound calm.
“Due to the irregular nature of your case we’re simply not at all sure this is going to work. I mean we can produce the body he wants no problem, but the problem is he may not be able to make the transition to his own body. The likelihood he’ll survive the experience is slim to none.” He stated flatly. John thought about this a moment. He already knew what Harvey was going to say and on top of that he didn’t much care if Harvey died or not, he was already supposed to have died on a number of times all things considered anyway.
“I’m strangely okay with that. Tell the Doc’ to proceed.” John answered. The translator nodded and Vilir began wiggling his fingers excitedly. John patted Aeryn’s back and told her to go.
“Are you sure John?” She asked. He told her yes he was and waved her out. The doctor and the translator then helped him to the operating table and strapped him in. They injected him with an anesthetic and he was out in no time. Then Vilir told his translator to bring in the Scarran and Sebacean bodies so they could begin and made pressed a button on his interface’s panel. A moment later a small slot popped out and Vilir put the vial of blood in the slot before pressing the button again and it retracted back into the machine.

The Diagnosan took extreme care with what he was doing. First thing, he took a circular saw and cut around the top of John’s skull and removed it to reveal his brain. He then took the wires laying around and poked the ends into several different spots in his brain. A moment later the screen of his interface lit up, showing the layout of John’s brain. As he was doing this, the translator walked in wheeling both of the template bodies behind him. He wheeled each one over to a tank before carelessly rolling them into the tanks, causing some of the liquid to splash out. The bodies still managed to become completely submerged and it wasn’t a problem though. A moment later three more windows appeared on the screen all side by side. One had a full layout of the Scarran body, another had the Sebacean body, and the center window was for the combined product. Vilir did something else at his screen and it popped up with a layout of Scorpius’ body in the center window, making designing Harvey’s body to his specification easy enough. The modifications took no time at all. However identifying and separating John’s and Harvey’s consciousnesses proved to be much more difficult, and took up nearly five hours.

Enter Harvey

Harvey blinked his eyes awake. The first thing he saw with his own eyes was the ceiling of the operating room.

“How Boring.” Harvey thought. He could feel himself living and breathing.
“That’s new.” He thought again to himself. He could feel all of his senses working together at once to produce what we call physical perception, and he found it be rather an odd sensation. At least at first. Soon he began working out how to use his motor functions and turned his head to see John sitting in a chair with his arms folded across his chest, and hadn’t yet noticed he was awake. Aeryn was in the room with him as well as the Diagnosan and the Translator.
“I’m. A bit surprised... To see you still here John.” He said calmly. He was also having trouble developing his auditory skills. He did however have a complete grasp of the English language thanks to his time in John’s brain, so he was going to make an attempt to use that as his primary. He hid it well but he was a bit glad to see him John waiting for him. John shifted and sat straight up.

“Yeah I wanted to leave at first. Aeryn made me stay and apparently it didn’t matter anyway ‘cus Doc’ said I’m as much the client as you are, and I need to be here regardless, so umm... Yeah, hi.” He waved awkwardly. Harvey took another moment trying to figure his motor functions out before sitting up and examining himself. He held his hand up in front of him and stretched his fingers out, noticing they had already put him in his own cooling suit.

“The Diagnosan gave you a cooling suit and placed several rods in that case over there along with a device to recharge them. You’re going to have to find your own help when we part ways though.” Aeryn spoke out. Though John claimed she had been the one that talked him into staying, she appeared to be far more apprehensive than he was. Harvey climbed up and out of the empty tank and hopped to his feet.

“Yes…” he mumbled out. He had gotten used to utilizing his motor functions, but still had trouble with auditory skills. “Forgive… My speech.” He blurted out. Vilir was quick to start his melodious chirping. His translator communicated what he was saying.
“Doc’ says that’s going to take a few tries to get right. It will develop as quickly as your motor skills if you speak more.” He explained. “He’s real excited this worked.” He added in.
“I think I can hear it in his voice” John laughed.
“How long did it take me to respond?” Harvey asked, looking to the Diagnosan. The translator answered this one for him.

“You’re brain waves registered immediately, but you were dormant for nearly a week.”
Harvey cocked his head, looking to john Aeryn.
“And you guys actually stayed?- You know what, I’m not even going to question that. Why do I have this splitting headache?” He asked the translator. Vilir started speaking for a few seconds and then his translator explained.
“He says it only feels like you do. You’re brain is new to everything it’s experiencing and a lot of new things are going on inside your body that you’re just not used to. Your brain doesn’t know what’s going on, but eventually it’ll figure it out and that headache will go away. It should only take a few hours.”

Harvey groaned. “Well are we done here then?” He looked to Vilir. Vilir nodded excitedly and started chirping again.
“He says certainly, the procedure was a success and he’s gotten a lot of data that was otherwise out of reach. He thanks you for this opportunity.” His translator said.
“Likewise.” Harvey replied. “Are you comfortable leaving with me?” He asked John and Aeryn. The two shared a look of doubt, and weren’t sure whether or not they were. But they couldn’t just leave him there, so soon they departed the Diagnosan’s residence and returned to Moya.

Harvey was sitting in the shuttle bay on top of John’s module with a single hand on his lap and the other hanging to his side. The name of this module is the Farscape 1 - it is shaped vaguely like regular shuttle, but its lines are more fluid. Its short wings are folded upright alongside its body. It's about the size of a killer whale and has a large glass window for viewing into space through. Harvey looked over his shoulder into it’s two-man cockpit as John walked in. It had been three days since he’d gotten his body, and Harvey was soon to depart. They were skeptical at first, but they were convinced Harvey meant well by this point.

“Hey there.” John said.
“Hello John.” He greeted back. “I bet this is something you never thought you’d see when I was first discovered in the backs of your brain.”
John laughed. “Can’t say I ever thought this would happen, no.” he responded. Harvey was staring at the wall intently.
“What’cha lookin’ at there, Harv’?”
“Not anything really. A better question would be what am I thinking.” He looked to John.
John laughed again and rolled his head. “Okay, so what’s going through your head then?”
Harvey closed his eyes and went back into thought before speaking again. “I’m not sure.” He opened his eyes.

“Well there’s a wormhole opened near here, so if you’re leaving I guess this is goodbye for real this time, isn’t it?”
“I suppose it is John... “ He said lowly. He continued to think a moment more before John spoke again.
“You know, you don’t have to lea-” he started.
“I’m going to stop you right there John.” Harvey interrupted. “Despite our relationship with each other I’ve got things I need to figure out about myself. Despite what you think you may know about my character John I just don’t know those things about myself at this time. I need to figure that out. I believe we’ll see each other again though. I will see you again John.”
John smiled. “Well, just from what you just told me -” he started. “ - I’m almost certain that you mean well.”

Harvey smiled and went to respond, but they heard Pilot on the coms.
“We are now approaching the wormhole. If Mr. Harvey is sure he wants to go through with this Moya would like him to depart as soon as possible given her feelings about them as well as our past experiences with wormholes.”
“Yeah, that’s fair.” John replied. “Guess this really is it then… Huh.”
“Yes, John. But like I said, -” he hopped down from the nose of the module. “ -, we will see each other again.”

Harvey got in the module and started it up, knowing exactly how to work it from John’s memories. Aeryn came in and stopped him before he took off. She had something wrapped up in a large cloth. Harvey opened the module’s doors to see what it was. She handed him it and he unwrapped it to find two pulse pistols. “Where did you..?” He trailed off.
“I got them from when we were on Hyneria after the war.” She explained. Harvey accepted the gifts and closed the door, taking off for the wormhole.

He started hovering just before the entrance to the wormhole. Harvey didn’t appear to be entering it at first so John signaled for Pilot to keep Moya stationary.
”Take care john.” Harvey said over the coms. ”And Aeryn, -” He added. ”Sorry for being the instrument of your death, though it was brief… And inadvertently Zhaan’s. I hope you can forgive me. You can leave now.”

John and Aeryn were both speechless. That was most definitely not something they expected him to say. “Are you really sure you want us to?”
“Just go John. I already told you before. I’ll be back, and when I do I’ll probably be saving your ass just like old times, eh?”
“Well okay then.” John said. He nodded his head twice before he started laughing. Aeryn grabbed his arm and turn him to her.
“What, what’s wrong John?”
“Nothing just, -” He paused. “ -, Goodbye Mr. Clarence. Mr. Harvey Clarence.” He laughed out. A moment later he got a serious expression on his face but still smirking. “You know what you have to call them right?” John asked. Harvey laughed back on his end.
“Course I do.” He responded. “Good ol’ Smith & Wesson.”
Aeryn didn’t catch the reference, so she stayed confused, but this interaction with them made Harvey very happy. John assured her he would explain it later and signaled Pilot for Starburst. Harvey watched as the familiar electric blue ball of energy flare to life at Moya’s aft end where 3 great sweeping structures like tails meet. The energy grew to consume Moya in a blue light and in an instant Moya was gone leaving a momentary trail of residual energy behind it.

It was just him and the wormhole now. He closed his eyes and lost himself to thought again. He was feeling a lot of conflicting emotions right now. He stayed there for maybe half an hour before he felt a jolt as his ship was caught in a net being pulled by four prowlers. He immediately flashed to anger and let growled loudly.
The ships pulled his module away from the wormhole taking him to a larger ship not far off where they end up docking with him in tow.

He waited for his new captors to greet him with a very sour grimace on his face. Very soon the module was opened and he threw himself forward onto the nearest person to him, being greeted with immediate weapons fire. Luckily his coolant suit was armored against standard pulse pistol blasts so he didn’t die. He took the person he’d managed to grab and snapped his neck. He then heard a voice call out for them to stop. Two people in brown cloaks walked forward with their arms to their sides.

Each attacker pulled a single one silver object out of their cloaks and pressed buttons on the sides, causing the objects to project beams of light with a distinct hum to them. The one on the right had one that projected beams out both sides, and the beam was white. The one on the left had one with only one beam, which was purple. Harvey could tell already he didn’t want that getting anywhere near him.

Harvey stood up straight, growled at them, and dusted himself off. “I surrender.” he growled out. The two assailants looked at each other and before he knew it the one with the purple weapon was behind him and bashed him in the head with the bottom of it knocking him out.

Harvey woke up chained by his neck on a bench in a very small cell of iron bars. He sat up to find the people in the brown cloaks standing on the other side. “What is with people always waiting for me to wake up?” He said sarcastically. “I’m not that important.” He rolled his eyes.
“You’d better make us believe you are.” One of them said. They sounded like a male, probably around his mid-twenties. The other simply nodded in agreement.
“Oh well I suppose if that’s the case I’ll simply have you give me a blood test or something.” He retorted.
“We know who you are. How much can we pay for you?” The one who had been silent before asked. This one sounded feminine, soft and gentle. Probably young eighteen or so.
“Hmm. Considering both Scarrans, Peacekeepers, and possibly Hynerians would be looking for me? Quite a bit from either party I’d imagine.” He smiled at the girl.
“You’d better hope so.” She said. “And don’t judge me ‘cus I sound tiny and weak, because I swear.” She paused. “I will end you!”
Harvey laughed and leaned forward. He responded in in his Scarran voice, very lowly.
“You’d better hope I don’t find a way out of these chains and get on that side of these bars. Because I will take that purple little toy of yours and run you through with it.” He warned.
The girl reached her hand forward and pressed the button of a small remote in her hand. This caused the iron collar around Harvey’s neck to electrocute him.
“Well I mean you’re welcome to try but like, that’s just gonna happen every damn time, so there’s that to think about I mean I’m just sayin’, like I thought you should know.” She walked off.
“I wouldn’t irritate her too badly after that comment.” The other one warned before also walking off. Harvey had to start thinking fast. Soon they would find out the real Scorpius was being held prisoner by Hynerians.

About ten to fifteen minutes after they left, he finally thought of something. He didn’t think he’d have to use it so fast, but he took his hand and directed it at the chain connected to the wall. He began using his heat projection to start superheating the links so the area of focus melted and he could break free from the wall. He then got up, put both his hands on two bars, and pulled them apart so he could step through. He was about to make good on his promise.

The ship they docked on was relatively small, and he was in a small deck made exclusively for this cell. Harvey made sure there wasn’t anyone waiting up the stairs and snuck up finding that they led into the ship’s docking bay. His ship was by itself in the center of the docking bay, and it appeared all the people that had captured him had left. There were no prowlers to be found and the ship was simply not large enough to have them elsewhere. “I’ll come bock to this” he said eyeing the module. He then began to explore the ship. There was another set of stairs at the far end of the room that Harvey proceeded to climb and eventually came to hear voices as he explored the upper tier.

He smiled as he recognized the female from before. He proceeded down the long corridor and came to the door he heard them coming from. He looked into the room and saw them all facing the wall away from the door, making this completely perfect. She had her hood down and he saw that her hair was white, and very neatly braided on both sides. Harvey used a sever heat blast with his heat projection on either of the ones next to her and they dropped like flies, proving to him they were Sebacean. As she heard them fall and turned around he focused the blast on her, but kept it low.

“How did you-” Harvey cut her off by making the heat more intense.
“Never leave a prisoner unguarded.”He growled, pulling weapon from her cloak.
“No not my lightsaber!” She said panickedly. He put it to her stomach and clicked the button, running her through just as he said he would. He took the lightsaber out and began and looked at it for a moment.
“So. That’s what it’s called. Hmm, I like it.” He clicked the button to turn it off. As he began to walk out he literally bumped into the other person wearing their hood down as well. This guy was white with black hair. “Oh, seriously, c’mon!” He said. He locked this guy in his heat projection as well and reached for his lightsaber and beheaded him.

“Seriously did you guys just start doing this or something? How unprofessional can you be?” He said, reaching into his cloak and stealing his lightsaber too, stepping over his body. Harvey began making his way back to his module, returning to it as quickly as possible and leaving immediately. He could already feel himself getting weak from using his heat projection so many times. Very soon it was hard for him to breath. As he began to leave he saw the prowlers pulling another ship in tow and he crashed right through causing it to explode and freeing the other ship.

The other prowlers immediately began targeting him. They started firing several shots and looping around him. With a few quick maneuvers, Harvey caused two more of them to collide in themselves. Harvey saw the wormhole not far off and set a very straight course directly in. The remaining prowler did not give up its pursuit and continued to fire shots at him. “To frell with you!” Harvey shouted. Soon he was nearly unconscious and found himself very disoriented. He was sweating with a fever, it was very hard for him to breath, and his vision was horribly blurred.

His module fell into the wormhole and he began spinning like crazy, totally out of control. The prowler followed him and he had to try to lose it again. Though on the verge of passing out, he got it to lose control and veer into the wall, which is very unstable and results in instant departicalization. Harvey continued to spin through the wormhole until he got spit out in a very dark part of the universe, with no stars to be seen. He saw a world on the horizon, and he had to plot a course. He had no idea where was. “Where… the frell.. Are the stars…” he panted out. Soon he crashed onto the surface of the world and wound up unconscious in the cockpit.

He drifted to sleep, and the slot in the side of his head popped out dripping with blood, the cooling rod being red and steaming hot.

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As far as the Jargon dropping goes, I apologize. I did take all of that into account, but as I wanted to avoid making everything longer than it was already going to be, I decided I would explain everything in this section. The night i posted the app, I was so tired I'd forgotten to say as much and label it WIP. So, here it is:

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Translator Microbes: These micro-biological organisms allow alien races to understand each others' speech. They "colonize at the base of the brain" and allow one to understand alien speech. The microbes can be injected, and go to work almost instantly. Translator microbes are only required by the individual who needs to understand alien languages, not the speaker.

Scarrans: Scarrans are a bipedal species with a humanoid body structure, leathery reptilian skin, and claws. The Scarran physical appearance ranges from pale white to dark gray skin colors, and heights which exceed most species, hovering at least half a foot over most Sebaceans and humans. They are pretty much intent on the destruction of all lower life forms. The range of their physical appearances can be seen in the images below.


Scarran Dreadnought: Dreadnoughts are gigantic battleships that are the primary Scarran command ships. These ships are almost twice the size of Peacekeeper command carriers but with inferior firepower. Despite their immense size, Dreadnoughts could generally be overpowered by command carriers in one on one engagements.

Peacekeepers: Effectively space cops, primarily consisting of only Sebaceans (I feel as though I covered them well enough in the bio). Peacekeeper society is a harsh, unforgiving meritocracy. Success is rewarded quickly and richly, and failure is punished brutally. Individuals are expected to conform completely to the ideals of Peacekeeper life, including the belief that all other species are either inferior or flawed. Below is an image of Peacekeepers in a board room on a command carrier, and as you can see they have multiple images of their emblem on the wall or flags around the room.


Command Carriers: Command carriers serve as a mobile base of operations for the Peacekeepers; they are immense ships with a crew complement of approximately fifty thousand. Many Peacekeepers live their entire lives on a command carrier, and as such they have all the comforts needed to sustain their large crews, including large indoor gardens that simulate a planet's surface and are used for combat training exercises.
 

The Ancients: The Ancients originally existed in another realm, one that is vastly different from our own. This plane of existence was bridged to ours by wormholes. When they became aware of the various species in our realm, and many of those species' aggressive tendencies, they modified several members of their own species allowing them to live and exist in our universe. These individuals became the Ancients and they were tasked to catalogue, report, and influence the activities of the species in our universe. Among their genetic modifications, they are able to shape-shift.


Pilots: Pilots and Leviathans seem to have co-existed symbiotically from the beginning – for some reason Pilots do not seem to be able (or willing) to travel from their home planet without being bonded to a Leviathan. The Pilots' mother tongue is an ancient one, the same as presumably spoken by their ancestors. This language is too complex for translator microbes to interpret, as it can convey huge amounts of meaning, inflection and emotion in a single sentence. The average Pilot lives for one thousand cycles, although when they are bonded to a Leviathan they share the Leviathan's life cycle which averages at three hundred cycles.


Leviathans: Leviathans share much of the same attributes as artificially constructed star ships, including internal atmospheres, command centers, living quarters, workshops, and hangar decks. However, no two Leviathans are completely the same. As they grow, their internal facilities develop to suit the needs of their crew.

Hynerians: The main characteristics of a Hynerian is their skin, which is an oily green hue. They have no thinning of the neck from the shoulders to the head, instead it seems their head is merely an extension of the body. The cranium is also quite small, however the species possesses large ears and eyeballs, and a large mouth. However, they have no nasal protrusion, so instead of having a nose they have two slits where the nostrils would be on the face. Hynerians also boast a life span of several hundred cycles, possibly even spanning up to a thousand. Hynerians have small feet, which could be seen as paws. Their hands, while composed of only a few digits, are capable of wielding tools and weapons with the best of them. Rygel, one of Moya's original crew, is a Hynerian.


Luxans: have protruding brow ridges that extend around to the sides of the head, shell- or plate-covered noses, long chins that come to a point (males only), and approximately eight tentacles (called "tenkas") that hang down from the back of the head. The tenkas have no muscular function but are sensitive to pleasure and pain. Males typically have beards that run from beside their noses to above the area where ears would be. Mustache-like portions of the beard hang down to the chest and are braided. The exposed skin of the chin and head is often tattooed. Chin tattoos often denote military rank. They have an excellent sense of smell, and also have prehensile tongues that can extend several feet either to grab objects or to deliver an adaptive venom which stuns but does not kill the victim. They have two hearts, can safely survive in the vacuum of space for a quarter of an arn (roughly an hour), and when injured a Luxan's blood runs reddish-black. In order to heal, the wounded area must be deliberately hit or squeezed immediately to increase the bleeding until the dark blood starts to run clear. If this is not done, the toxicity of the dark blood can kill the individual. This "black blood" response is much like an infected wound humans may experience. Draining the black blood is akin to draining the pus. Daargo is of this species.


Delvians: Delvians were a species of sentient humanoid plants hailing from the planet Delvia recognizable by their blue skin that was dotted with light green patterns. In accordance with their plant origins, Delvians rarely exhibited body hair – only a small few were seen to have any body hair at all. Solar radiation, like the light of the sun or a nebulae caused a very pleasurable effect on their bodies. With prayer and deep meditation followers of the Delvian Seek gained a number of psychic abilities which were able to be unlocked by a disciplined mind, aided by the Goddess.

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Okay, so, your skepticism of his force sensitivity is fair. I myself had to have some convincing as to why this was okay as well. Whereas the series does not expressly say that the Force is a concept, there are similar concepts. Aside from that, there's a (probably unintentional) easter egg in the beginning of season four.

First off, there are Zhaan’s capabilities. Her race, known as Delvians, typically sought to become high level priests known as Pa’us. Zhaan herself started the series as a ninth level Pa’u. There are multiple levels of Pa'us, numbered in ascending order from the first level on, but it is unknown what the highest level of Pa'u is, or even if there is one. It appears that a Pa'u is granted new abilities with every level of the Delvian Seek that they attain. One ability they all have is the ability to share “Unity” with other people, which is the same concept as a Vulcan mind meld. After Zhaan's character leaves the show she is replaced with Noranti, a witch with three eyes.

Another thing, there was one experience they had with a being named Maldis. This was before the microchip was implanted in Crichton’s brain. Maldis was a malevolent, powerful supernatural being who had reached a non-corporeal form and possessed considerable spiritual powers. Maldis gained strength from the life forces of others' pain and death and as a result used his abilities to encourage negative emotions such as fear, anger, hate, and pain in his victims before forcing them to kill themselves so he could feed. John had his mind removed from his body by Maldis and was put into a world which only he controlled. It took Zhaan’s powers coupled with a man named Liko’s to defeat Maldis and return John to his body. The encounter drained Liko to the point he died.

Yet another thing, there is John’s knack for being able to locate wormholes by sensing them. They never really explained how or why he could. It was summed up to be an ability given to him by the ancients.

Einstein: Wormholes bridge space/time - creating a unique ability to navigate.

John: Yeah wormholes. Been there. Done that.

Einstein: Many times it seems. And now you unerringly position yourself prior to them opening. How do you possess such knowledge?

Einstein: Wormholes are the one feature that traverse both our realms - which adjoin though never intersect. An aggressive perforation of one would allow an unacceptable incursion of material… from your existence into ours.

John: And who would want to do that?

Einstein: The biologics of your realm are infinitely more aggressive than ours.

He told the rest of the crew he could smell the wormholes. I don't know about you but this ability sounds suspiciously like force sensitivity to me, especially taking the next paragraph into consideration.

Here's for the easter egg. At the end of season three, Moya's baby Talyn had died and they had just towed the shell to a sector of space sacred to Leviathans being used as a graveyard. Aeryn and the surviving Crichton had been separated for some time while Aeryn was with the other Crichton on Talyn. Shortly after that one had died, they had been reunited and decided whether or not to make things work by the flip of a coin. The result of the coin toss was that she ended up leaving Moya. John escorted her out of Moya, her in her prowler and him in his module. Shortly after she left, and Crichton was returning to the docking bay, Moya herself gets sucked into a wormhole and disappears. John was stranded in the Leviathan graveyard. Season four started with Crichton aboard an aged, dying Leviathan, though it was still alive. Apparently the Leviathon, Elaak, and his pilot had promised themselves their rest here long before then and so when they began to die they parked themselves in the graveyard to await their slumber. Here's a clip of John on Elack:



Please forgive the quality, you have no idea how long it took to get this clip. Also forgive the sound as well, it was in Spanish and frankly very choppy and annoying to begin with, so I edited over it. Now, John wasn't wearing that outfit when he was left stranded in his module. I don't know about you, but that outfit looks very specifically like an old and deteriorating Jedi robe. Also, Elaak's pilot explained to him that they were bonded over 350 cycles ago. A standard cycle is nearly one and a half human years. Taking this into account, they would have been bonded about 525 years ago. Everybody's familiar with how the events of Star Wars take place a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. They happen to only be on the opposite side of our own Milky Way, however that aside Scorpius once explained to John it would take 60 cycles to reach Earth from this side at their highest possible speed. This being said, it's entirely possible Elack was once populated by Jedi and/or Sith. Aside from that, if you want to get really technical about it, the galaxy next to ours (on the other side of course, near where John and company are) can be considered far, far away considering we're already 26,092.5 light years from the center. This is all leaving out the endless possibilities presented by Unrealized Realities.

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Now, I chose Harvey in particular because well... Whereas I identify with John more, or even Moya’s baby Talyn more than Harvey, Harvey remains my favorite character in the series. His wicked sense of humor coupled with his habit of constructing scenes reminiscent of movie scenes is what piques my interest so much in this character. I love the dramatic flare he provides any time he appears.

His character was probably adapted so it would resemble a Pooka, as the 6 foot rabbit from the movie Harvey was a Pooka himself. Pookas are defined as follows:
“"From old celtic mythology; A fairy spirit in animal form, always very large. The Pooka appears here and there, now and then, to this one and that one. A benign but mischievous creature. Very fond of rumpots, crack pots."

The idea of the Pooka is that it appears to people that need them. This was not necessarily the case with Harvey and John, however many of his mannerisms do indeed seem to stem from the description/definition above. A Pooka appears to people that need them, in the form of an animal.

“The Pooka appears here and there, now and then, to this one and that one.”
Any time Harvey appears to John, he often constructs a scene from John’s memories of Earth, perhaps to make him more comfortable with the situation.

“A benign but mischievous creature.”
Harvey, though John’s safety was always his primary concern, often illustrated such behavior any time he appeared to John. Unfortunately I find myself unable to think of any good examples.

I simply love Harvey as a character. That aside, I also felt like any time John was so quick to initiate his death they were doing him a severe injustice. There was a bit of information I kept from the history, as it seemed unimportant or rather, irrelevant seeing as how it technically has nothing to do with him. There was an episode somewhere mid-series John was “twinned” by a mad scientist. The idea of the twin was similar to cloning. However, each copy was defined as both equal, and both original. As Crichton was twinned, so was Harvey. One of the Harvey’s met their end after being removed by an ancient before he un-repressed the wormhole knowledge in John’s brain so he could use it to make use of a star and blow up a Scarran Dreadnought. This John died shortly after due to radiation poisoning. Shortly after all of this, there was the mob scene with the other pair.

Overall I suppose I felt like Harvey deserved more of a story. I feel like rather than try to kill him in order to remove him, they should have given him his own body. At least the John that survived anyway. The Harvey in the other John didn’t develop the friendship with his John that the one in the surviving Crichton had developed with his Harvey. So, I decided to pay homage to his character.

[Jin]

Hello Mog,

Let's get started, shall we?

Grammatical Critique

"Harvey has absolutely no affiliation with either party though he has used these ties to his advantage when need be."
You're missing a comma in here before your conjunction.

"He learns by using his hands, sense of touch."
The second clause of this sentence is a fragment. Either replace the comma with a semicolon and add "his" after it, or drop the comma and add "and" in its place.

"However he has also come to be much like John."
Missing a comma after your use of "however." If the sentence were more like "However you choose to do it is fine," then no comma would be needed. However, this use acts differently than the one you've chosen to utilize.

"No matter how hard he tries to make it seem like he doesn’t care (and he will) he really does mean well."
There should be a comma in here somewhere around the area where you're using the parentheses.

"Despite being a somewhat caring individual he will not hesitate to dispatch foes on the battlefield."
This sentence begins with a prepositional phrase that is not followed by a comma. Please correct this.

"The original Scorpius would not have ever thought twice about it, and once said he would destroy Earth just to spite John, but due to Harvey’s new head problems from John he has developed a bit of a conscious."
The first comma in this sentence isn't necessary as the sentence would read much more smoothly if your first two clauses were considered items in a list. Further, the phrase "Harvey's new head problems from John" implies a struggle for control that has not been detailed yet. You may want to expand on this issue further, as previously you've said that they were separated.

"He doesn’t think about it at first but he’ll find himself in bouts of guilt for being driven to do things he must at times."
Another case of a missing comma before a conjunction.

"Not to say he developed feelings for Aeryn, but he envied what they had and wishes to find what they have for himself."
The start of this sentence has had its subject hacked off, and is a more colloquial version of "This is not/isn't to say..." It conflicts with the tone your profile has taken to this point. I'd consider revising it.

"And through everything he loves the sense of adventure, and couldn’t much care about anything the universe throws his way so long as it never gets boring."
Starting this sentence with "and" is a mistake, primarily because you continue to use "and" as a conjunction later on. Moreover, use of "the sense of adventure" without elaborating as to where that sense comes from or tacking the word "experiencing" in front of it. The end result is that the sentence reads awkwardly.

"Harvey has no special magicks as of yet, as his history and series of origin places somewhat serious limitations for his capabilities in this department."
I get that this is the new and edgy way the kids are spelling "magics" these days, but this is one bit of language evolution that I don't think fits in with the forum. Since we really only have one magic, it's best to consider it as a word whose plural reads the same as its non-plural. Like sheep. Or samurai. Also, that comma shouldn't be there.

"Before being given his own body to use to roam the universe as he pleased, John had been informed by the Diagnosan he could produce any body form for him, but Harvey respectfully requested he be given an identical copy of Scorpius’ body."
The phrase "to use to roam" reads a bit awkwardly. I suggest revising it.

"He was the product of a microchip that created him as a ghost-type entity that they called a “neural clone” of a man named Scorpius."
The phrase "He was the product of a microchip that created him..." is redundant.

"A Scarran/Sebacean half breed employed as a Peacekeeper (essentially space cops)."
This sentence has a subject, but no verb that the subject partakes in. If you mean to elaborate the previous sentence, extending it into this clause via semicolon would be a better choice.

"Harvey existed for most of his life until recently solely in the head of John Crichton."
This sentence really doesn't read well. Consider reordering some of the phrases in a fashion resembing "Until recently, Harvey's existance was..."

"Now, John, was the only human on this side of the galaxy."
There's a comma in this sentence that shouldn't be there.

"These were peaceful creatures designed for the intent of space travel by an unknown race, with an ability known as Starburst."
The way this sentence is set up makes me think that the unknown race has the ability known as Starburst and you just added a comma that shouldn't be there. I'm going to assume this is backwards. In that case, remove the comma and switch "for the intent of space travel" and "by an unknown race."

"Though they gave him this knowledge, and they repressed all memory of their interaction, telling him that he had to prove himself worthy of the knowledge by stumbling on and unlocking the information by himself, or not at all."
I'm not sure where this sentence is going. I'm betting it's the comma placement. Try putting one after "though," removing the one after "knowledge," and remove the one after "himself."

"One, to unlock and obtain the wormhole knowledge stored somewhere in Crichton's brain, two, to protect Crichton's life until Scorpius could manage to retrieve the chip, and three, to prevent Crichton from ever killing or even harming Scorpius."
This should really be three sentences; one for each of Harvey's protocols.

"At first he Harvey strictly programming from the microchip, but after the removal of said microchip he remained in Crichton’s psyche as the result of what they called a “neural bleed”."
I'm not sure what you're trying to say at the beginning of this sentence.

This should give you a starting point as to where your edits should be focused. I can't in good conscious give out every little fix that needs to be made. It wouldn't be productive to you as a writer. I can offer a word of advice, though: You tend to run yourself into walls by cramming as many clauses into a sentence as you can and interrupting yourself to elaborate terms. This leads to key parts of a sentence being stranded in others or oriented in an odd position. Discard trying to sound fancy, and hold the position of trying to remain clear.

Characterization Critique

Diverging from grammar and homing in on some more of the characterization/narrative based critiques I've got, we'll start with how you responded to the inspiration/emotion question. You seem to have a lot of passion for the character, but you're not sure what central themes they most strongly represent? You can't pin down a brief description of the traits that drive them and make them who they are or the themes that their narrative communicate? This seems odd. You have to have an answer.

You seem to have injected a lot of Star Wars elements into Farscape. Some simple internet prodding reveals that while there may be a connection in actors and narrative tone, the lore of the two series does not line up. As such, I have a hard time believing that your character is Force-sensitive (note the spelling), especially since I cannot find any mention of the Force being in the show you're taking them from. Unless you can make a really convincing argument, I'm afraid that you're not going to be able to have that Force sensitivity or those lightsabers.

Your bio also suffers from a case of jargon-dropping. Without having seen the series, I'd have a hard time understanding all these races, wars, and other such terms fans of the series would use to communicate story events unless I had the wiki open. Remember to take your reader into consideration and try to provide a little context about these things. Where you do provide context, you run into some awkward phrasing and grammatical issues that are noted in the above section.

As for your being type, the obvious answer here is "Somebody." He does not lack a body or a heart, and therefore is a complete person as far as this category is concerned.

Miscellaneous

From what I've gleaned, Farscape's setting is heavily entrenched in pseudo-science fiction. At the same time, Kingdom Hearts is an incredibly whimsical and emotional romp through the land of fantasy and spirituality. While some things in Farscape may overlap with Kingdom Hearts, there is also some concern that the world, its aesthetic, its subject matter - it can be a tad raunchy from what I've read - and several other things will not fall in line with the themes and devices that make up the core of Kingdom Hearts. We just aren't sure that Farscape is the right world to incorporate into the forum while staying true to Kingdom Hearts. So, make an argument. Provide convincing evidence that despite the themes the series deals with, its content, the setting, and everything else that would cast a shadow of a doubt, this world would make a good area for the games to include even if it isn't owned by Disney. Show us that lines between the two can be drawn, and that your world really is a star in the sky.

This doesn't need to be in the bio itself. Feel free to include it in your update notification.

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Okay, I did my best to eliminate the jargon dropping, if there's a concept I missed please let me know, and as far as the plausibility of Farscape characters in kingdom hearts I believe it is entirely possible for them to show up in the KH universe. My main argument here stems from the unrealized reality nature of wormholes. An unrealized reality was the name given by the Ancients to wormhole-created alternate universes.

Unrealized realities were created and could be reached using wormhole travel, or more specifically improper wormhole travel. Although any traveler could enter and exit a wormhole, without a strong anchor originating from the endpoint such as radio transmissions, they had no control over where the wormhole would deposit them. Those who could navigate wormholes, an ability given to John Crichton by the Ancients, could find the exit that would take them to where they wanted to go. If done incorrectly, the navigator could end up in one of many skewed, alternate destinations that surrounded their true, intended reality.

Einstein explicitly tells Crichton that unrealized realities are just that: "unrealized". They are not part of a multiverse, and they never really happened - though there is the danger that the current real universe could be subsumed by an alternate, unrealized reality due to unsafe wormhole travel. When Crichton asks if there are a million alternate Crichtons running around in their own realities, Einstein corrects him that there is only one of him, with millions of potential and unrealized realities. When Scorpius later travels to an unrealized reality with Crichton, he insists that it doesn't matter if any of its current inhabitants live or die, because as soon as he and Crichton leave, it will simply wink out of existence, but Crichton is still disturbed when alternate versions of his friends are killed there. The unrealized reality nature of worm holes is the main reason I wrote the sample so that he ended up by Twilight Town via wormhole, and that the encounter with the rogues happened right next to it, though I also left it unclear of whether or not they came through it intentionally as well. Now, I was considering leaving the wormhole open for later threads and role plays so maybe more Farscape characters can come in, but that honestly depends on whether or not you think this is okay and even if Harvey himself gets accepted. I honestly had more to this argument but I'm really spacing it right now, if it comes back to me I'll shoot another reply, otherwise I think I'm done for now unless I need to make more edits.

[Clio]

A group of moogles have been murmuring in the corner for a good hour now. Occasionally one pops their head up, bobble twitching, wondering if you’re listening in. When they see there’s no intrusion, they go back to talking. Whatever it is they’re discussing looks quite puzzling!

Finally they’ve finished, and one of them flutters over to her desk with a packet of papers in hand. The other moogles dismiss themselves. Clio’s attention turns from her papers, then to you. She scratches her head, flipping through a few more pages. “It seems something’s not quite right…”

She puzzles over your paperwork a little longer. “It is generously filled out! You didn’t miss a beat. Your details are very orderly, but something’s still not quite adding up.”

[————————Clio Out of Character—————————]

Hello Mog,

Sorry for the delay in getting back to you about Harvey. We can all see you’ve spent a tremendous amount of time and effort into building this great profile - that’s for sure! However, we’re still not convinced that this mesh will work with the Kingdom Hearts universe.

When we created the multi-fandom rule we did so with the stipulation that before character acceptance, the character had to be able to work within the KH universe. And while you’ve done a tremendous job adding detail and insight into exactly who Harvey is, I don’t think any amount of fix-up is going to change the fact that Harvey’s just not quite a flavor for Kingdom Hearts’ universe and kid-friendly story setup. None of the Staff new much about Farscape before; but we did do some research on the series to be able to review Harvey fairly.

Originally we wanted to go omni-fandom because of the idea that there could be many, many worlds. Therefore there could be many, many characters. We surely did not expect it to have this much pull from the member base (but we’ve seen a lot of interest in it.). We don’t mean to drop peoples’ hopes, and all of the Staff apologizes if it seems we’ve led you so far along; we really were considering it, weighing the pros and cons. We extensively talked about Harvey’s profile because we can see the effort you’ve put into him. Yet our ruling stems from our desire to keep the community ultimately with a Kingdom Hearts flavor.

The staff has talked about it extensively, all of us realizing your hard work and dedication to the character of Harvey, and so you can see why it was hard for us to come to our conclusion. We can all tell you’ve been so willing to work with us and build this character, but the Staff body of World Destiny has come to a closing on their decision.

Even though we don’t 100% stand behind how Harvey meshes in Kingdom Hearts, that doesn’t mean other sites with different universal themes won't, so I would suggest saving all of the work you did here and storing it for a later time; who knows when you may pull Harvey up on another site later!

Again, I apologize I must be the bearer of bad news. And sorry the news took so long in coming back to you - we wanted to fairly weigh everything you brought to the table (which is quite a lot!) The ultimate factor is just that though we have looked, none of us can find a mesh either.

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Okily dokily! I saw this this morning and have already started beginning another character app ^-^ Thank you for your feedback as well as your time staffies ^-^