<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/1TE3teJ.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">CHROME, PL 10 (150 PP)</span></span><br/><br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Ryan Greene<strong>Identity:</strong>SECRET (But his teammates call him Ryan in private.)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>NICKNAME(?)<strong>Occupation:</strong>Team Member, Engineer<br/><strong>Bases of Operations:</strong>Futura<strong>Affiliation:</strong>LIGA<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Chrome leaned forward attentively and nodded, a sympathetic look on his face.  “Captain Santos has struck me as quite dedicated, sir.  If he's sick enough to cancel a press conference, he clearly needs the rest.  He can't be feeling very happy right now.  He's probably sparing a few reporters a nasty bug.”<br/><br/>A young man of cream and coffee complexion with microbraids pulled back, Chrome was known for his optimism and his easy smile.<br/>