<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/da6222774956a15caf962557ff8fe3b5/tumblr_mgctp2jpvW1s2m5mto1_250.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Pilot</span><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Brooklyn<br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Homeworld:</strong>Atreus<br/><strong>Original Faction:</strong>Inner Sphere<br/><br/><strong>Description:</strong>Brooklyn is a bit taller than average height, with a fit and well-toned body.  He wears his brown hair short, and seems to have a permanent five o'clock shadow.  His dark brown eyes are unwavering, and he possesses a very direct and penetrating stare.  Smiles are infrequent from the man, and are usually small and understated when the occasion warrants.  Brooklyn has a constant feeling of alertness to him, even when he is relaxing or at ease.  On his upper right arm is a tattoo of a skull with three dice in its mouth, each one showing a six.<br/><br/>When out of the mech, he usually wears plain, loose fitting clothing, feeling no need to show off.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Not much is really known about Brooklyn before he came to the Princefield Military Academy.  Born into a common but well-to-do family, he didn't make much in the way of a waves.  It was when the clan invasion came that he gained significance by being one of the few commoners to be admitted to the prestigious academy.  Brooklyn quickly demonstrated his skills and abilities, readily absorbing the material and studying hard.  His professors noted a particularly patriotic spirit, and transcripts records indicated he had transferred from another lesser academy focusing on the arts.  However, his fellow classmates, mostly nobles, didn't particularly take kindly to what they felt was a common upstart, and there were frequent conflicts.  Things became particularly heated when he qualified for the BattleMech program.  However, Brooklyn persevered.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, his efforts seemed for not as after graduating, the clan invasion war was over.  Despite his training and education, he was also denied any position in the Free World League's military that was reasonable for his training.  The nobles in his class hadn't forgiven his 'transgressions' and used their political power to stifle any potential career for him.  While he served for a few years, he left and wandered for a few more years, before joining up with the mercenary company, his patriotism worn away.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Professional mercenary.  "Fuck bitches, get paid" attitude.  Primary goal is getting his share, his payday.  However, team is important.  The team is how he makes his money, so will not cheat them at all.  Enlightened self-interest.  Outside of that, a bit distant.  Not a loner per se, but strict discipline and perpetual calm demeanor can be a little unnerving or unsettling.  Intensity and focus about him.  Dry sense of humour when it shows itself.  Very strong willpower, and handles stress and stressful situations much better most other mech warriors.<br/><br/><strong>Specialty Skills:</strong><br/>Practices Tai Chi and Yoga.<br/>Magic tricks, especially card tricks and sleight of hand.<br/>Gun enthusiast and practices with them, favourite being long guns.<br/>Gymnastics.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">BattleMech Characteristics</span><br/><br/><strong>BattleMech:</strong>Jaegermech<br/><strong>Weight Class:</strong>Heavy<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Payday<br/><strong>Description:</strong>Gray with tan tiger stripes markings.  Picture of a bunny girl wearing a skimpy soldier uniform, bills in cleavage, blowing a kiss with one hand while holding sniper rifle in the other.<br/><br/><strong>Loadout:</strong>Gauss Rifle, Large Laser, Medium Laser<br/><br/><strong>Modules:</strong>Anti-Missile System, Beagle Active Probe, C3 Slave, Double Heat Sink x2<br/><br/><strong>Upgrades:</strong>Endo-steel armor