Space Mercenaries - Character Thread
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				Title: <strong>Space Mercenaries - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackFistKronos</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 22:34:22</strong>
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				Ebon Fenris<br><br>(http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/armyoftwo/images/b/bc/2ivhvc.jpg)<br><br>Appearance: tall, yet athletic, Fenris keeps very athletically in shape despite his seasoned veteranship. Faint surgical scars adorn a tanned body after numerous skeletal cybernetic surgeries. Half his exoskeloton is cybernetic.<br><br>Specialty combat skills:<br>Pistol marksman<br>Various Tactics such as small group raid, hit and run, and basic infantry.<br>Ship Piloting from small fighter to medium sized cruiser<br><br>Secondary skills:<br>Assault Rifle proficiency<br>Basic explosives operation<br><br>Basic History:<br>Fenris was raised in the slums of the core world Dios, controlled by the Koyo Corporation. Dios being a caste society has a canyon sized separation between the Koyo employed upper class and the street hustlers of the lower class.<br><br>Fenris was recruited by Koyo's PMC, Templar Inc, at 17. Rising up the ranks as a skilled soldier, Fenris became a team Lieutenant after 5 years of service, but favortism prevented the promotion to captain, which only grew a chip on Fenris' shoulder.<br><br>Seeing untapped potential, Captain Dick Moorhouse of Titan Inc 'stole' Fenris from Templar, offering mentorship towards a captain rank. After 2 years, Fenris was finally promoted.<br><br>Its been 5 hard years since that day...<br><br>Personal Weapons:<br>XM18 Battle Rifle - standard issue for Titan Infantry, its a rifle favored by many PMCs for its ruggedness and low cost. Many prefer to modify the base model but this one is still stock.<br><br>Titanium Combat/survival knife<br><br>CM19 High-caliber Revolver- Nicknamed "Thor" for its heavy stopping power combined with a unique blue muzzle flash and thunderous sound, the Thor is simply a hand cannon. Very effective against infantry from short to medium range.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Mercenaries - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brittlby</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 22:54:28</strong>
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				Miss Kempton <br><br>Speciality: Major: Espionage/Infiltration Minor: Close Quarters Combat<br><br>Race: Human (Full Conversion Cybernetic)<br><br>(http://www.strangecosmos.com/images/content/146459.jpg)<br><br>History: A civilian survivor of the Kastelbarco Catastrophe (A Nuclear Incident that effectively left Planet Kastelbarco uninhabitable), Nyomi Kempton was found thirty miles outside of ground zero. She had suffered extensive radiation damage from the blast, fifth degree burns covering 17% of her body, as well as substantial trauma from structual collapse. Prognostic factors placed her chances of survival particularly low. Catalogued and made as comfortable as possible, she survived despite the odds, living in a comatose state for years.<br><br>Sold in a lot to flesh merchants looking for basic wetware components for cybernetic soldiers, Nyomi was retrofitted as an espionage model. Her psychological profile prior to the Kastelbarco incident was never probed, much to the regret of the flesh merchants who elected to purchase her. <br><br>Classified as Personality Code: Black and possessing an illegally high intelligence quotient, she had already been deemed by the Kastelbarco Military Enclave to be a potential candidate for their intelligence agency. Possessing a certain moral flexibility and an extreme apptitude for improvisation, her options prior to the "Incident" were government work or summary execution.<br><br>Now, uncatalogued and suffering from years of sensory deprivation, the simple restraint software that was in place to command fealty was hardly up to the task of inhibiting her will. Miss Kempton was purchased by a pirate accountants agency, Global Reassessment, Limited Liability. They specialized in hijacking economies of moderate advanced systems, essentially corporate takeovers on a planetary scale, selling off assets of races not yet advanced enough to compete in the universal market.<br><br>On the front lines of the pirate accountancy group, her unique abilities allowed her to infiltrate and provide insider secrets in preparation for the acquisition process. Nicknamed the Fixer, she was unfortunately too keen a pupil of GR, Ltd, and is credited with bringing evidence of their wrong doing to their competitors.<br><br>Miss Kempton took the sizeable cache she had amassed and purchased her freedom on the free market after Global Reassess went under. Currently employed as a freelance trouble contractor, she is a corporate assassin and information broker who is available for contract work with numerous PMC's and Wetwork outfits, calling in fees commiserate with her reputation as one of the most in demand infiltators in the business.<br><br>Body Profile: <br><br>What's left of the original Nyomi Kempton could fit inside the glove compartment of a compact car. Her body, the Flecto model, is one of the more expensive full body prosthetics offered by Fresh Flesh Cybernetics, designed with durability and flexibility foremost in mind. <br><br>The Executive Flecto offers variable physical dimensions, its psuedo skin and musculature stretching to allow for changes in height and build on the fly. It also allows for 360 rotation on nearly all joints, as well as variable state skeletal structure, providing contortionist abilities for equal use in recreation and infiltration settings.<br><br>Seamless snap-lock technology allows for facial swapping between a variety of prefabricated facial appliances, as well as custom pieces. Pigmentation system and nano-salon advances allow for the Flecto model prosthetic to alter skin tone, create tattoos, alter hair length and style and coloration on the fly. Essentially it allows its owner to take on the physical appearance of anyone... or a reasonably close approximation of it.<br><br>Mental Profile:<br><br>Personality Code: Black is the terminology the Kastelbarco military psychiatrists used to describe Miss Kempton. In more universal terms, she operates with a morality that is all her own, suffering no remorse from ethically ambiguous actions. She has a sense of right and wrong, but rarely does she allow it to get in the way of business. <br><br>Miss Kempton does have an over developed sense of equity however, and uncharacteristically spend substantial time and money in an effort to "level out market accessability" as she calls it. More accurately, she has a strangely logical sense of altruism, and while she doesn't seem to mind commiting acts of mass genocide, she does feel that exploitation of the downtrodden and corporate slavery are unseemly. She often backs the underdog, not so much because she agrees with them ideologically, as that she likes fucking with entrenched monopolies.<br><br>Apptitudes:<br><br>Illegally intelligent on her planet of origin, she has a talent for languages and numbers. Modified specifically for the task, she is particularly adept at hacking and system overrides. This, coupled with Miss Kempton's "natural" flexibility and disguise abilities give her the ability to get where she needs to be and to be WHO she needs to be to access people and information. <br><br>She typically avoids carrying weapons of any kind on her person, for fear of triggering alarm systems. Most often she relies on her own hand to hand skills and improvisational tools in the area, though there are reports of her strangling a Korellian shock troop with her hair. It can not be forgotten that despite her relatively small stature, she is a cybernetic organism, and her physical strength is immense. Given her skill at gaining the element of surprise, in close quarters combat against organics, there are few deadlier opponents.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Mercenaries - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuna0417</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 23:05:12</strong>
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				Bella Lalonde<br>Age: 20<br>Height 5'4<br>WEight: 120<br>Hair: Red<br>Eyes: Blue<br><br>Psionic Abilities: Telepathy, Mental Shielding, Mental Bolt (Debilitating mental attack that affects the person's nervous system, rendering them pain and unconcious), Mind control (up to 2 people)<br><br>Comabt Skills:<br><br>Hand to Hand: Trained (basic)<br>Small arms (handguns): Trained (Basic)<br>Melee Weaponry (Swords and Knives): Expert<br>Stealth: Trained (Between expert and basic)<br><br><br>Non-Combat skills:<br>Communication systems: Expert<br>Cooking: Basic<br>Security systems: Trained<br>Athletics: Trained<br>Human Perception: Tained<br>Interrogation: Trained<br><br>Weaponry:<br>Mono-edged power sword: A sword that is sharpened down to the microscopic level and when turned on, vibrates at a high rate.&nbsp; (think like an automatic slicer, for combat, hand held and insanely sharp)<br>Mono-edged knife: Like above, but no vibrating of the blade.<br>12mm Handgun: Medium caliber caseless round handgun, 12 rnd handgun.<br><br>Armor:<br>Light armor allowing for a lovely medium of movement and protection.<br><br>Bella Long comes from a family working for the corporation.&nbsp; They are what most would call a middle class family.&nbsp; They are comfortable and working to further the goals and profit margins of the company. <br><br>Bella was taken (willingly) by the company at a young age upon the arrival and appearance of her extraordinary abilities.&nbsp; The Company trained, honed and help build her abilities to what they are, along with providing an education and training for her, along with some relative safety that the normal person cannot attain.&nbsp; She saw her family semi-regularly.&nbsp; Holidays, birthdays, and a month here and there.&nbsp; <br><br>She's relatively detached from the more common people, what with hearing their thoughts and all.<br><br>She's joined up and gone this route in life, leaving the shackles of the company behind, joining Titan with her brother Long to make up for the time the lost with her brother.<br><br>(http://i55.tinypic.com/242tmia.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Mercenaries - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 01:34:31</strong>
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				Not sure what sort of format we're supposed to use, so I'll do this, for now. I can edit it as needed. <br><br>(http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c195/TheOneTheOnlyTheShane/igromir08_kutsenko.jpg)<br>Name: Redrick Schuhart<br>Alias: Farsight<br>Age: 29<br>Race: Human<br>Sex: Male<br><br>Major Skill: Sniping<br>Minor Skill: Advanced First Aid<br>Out of combat duty: Ensuring that everyone gets a good, hot meal. <br><br>Equipment<br>Armor: Combination of thick clothing and light armor. Good enough to stop weak, bladed weapons, and small caliber handguns. <br>(http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c195/TheOneTheOnlyTheShane/Gungnir.jpg)<br>Main Weapon: Gungnir-HAG Mk.II. A modified sniper rifle. Single shot, 12 round magazine, fires 7.62MM rounds. Comes with a 10x scope capable of night vision. Has a detachable bipod, flash and sound suppressors for added stealth. <br>Side Arm: Smith and Wesson .45 magnum revolver. Holds eight shots, double action.<br>Misc. Equipment: Military grade first aid kit. 1 flashbang grenade. <br><br><br>Redrick was the son of a mercenary, so very few find it strange that, like father like son, he, too, has become exactly that. He's only been working with Titan for about three years. He's known to be quite reliable, but occasionally shows a blatant disrespect towards authority, often opting to deal with others as if they were equals.<br><br>Consequently, this has upset one of his superiors, and in a dirty, under handed move, Farsight was assigned to this ragtag bunch by the man who felt slighted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Mercenaries - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kckolbe</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 23:13:19</strong>
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				Name: Lucas Lalonde<br>Age: 25<br>Height: 5'10"<br>Weight: 160<br>Hair: Brown<br>Eyes: Brown<br><br>Skills: A focus on electronics with minor training in piloting, navigation, maintenance and small arms<br><br>Weaponry: 1 pistol, 1 submachine gun, 1 knife<br><br>He also carries a wide assortment of tools<br><br>Lucas spent his childhood with Bella, though was not deemed as interesting.&nbsp; His family connections got him the best training he could get in electronics and manipulation of systems, and he possessed enough of an aptitude to complete the course, but his substandard combat abilities coupled with lackluster performance as a pilot meant that Ebon was the best assignment he could get.&nbsp; As a side note, he scored high marks on awareness, even in high stress situations.<br><br>(http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae316/kckolbe/JustinLong.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Mercenaries - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senel Coolidge</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 04:44:02</strong>
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				<strong>[Titan Personnel File no. 00055-45772]</strong><br><br>Name:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>Atlas Cole</strong><br><br>&nbsp; Major Skill:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Hand to Hand Combat<br>&nbsp; Minor Skill:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Shotgun<br>&nbsp; Other Skills:&nbsp; &nbsp;Hard Maintenance, Ship Design, Mods<br>Age:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 28<br>Height:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 6'6"<br>Weight:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;192lbs<br>Hair:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Shaved/ Black Stubble<br>Facial Hair:&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Faded Beard<br>Eyes:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Dark Blue<br><br>Disciplinary Flags:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- Captains of three separate vessels have cited this man for Insubordination. He is known for flatly disagreeing with<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; commanders about assignments given to the crew, inserts himself into financial discussions including payroll and <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; acquisitions. He has made clear his intention to build his own vessel one day, believing he would do a better job than any of <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; his previous commanders.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- Has made clear on several occasions that he dislikes the Titan company, stating that it's expansion and exploitation of <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; smaller enterprises and independent businesses have crippled entire sectors. His disrespect seems to stem from the belief <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; that large security companies are too impersonal and lack the 'soul' of the fringe worlds.<br><br>Background:<br><br>Family and Early History - Moved from station to station with a family of successful Fringe Traders, meeting all kinds of mechanics and shipwrights from a multitude of backgrounds. During his training at the many Drydocks his family did business in, Atlas had the opportunity to meet a number of weapons and hull designers who provided him with insider tips as to the best schematics available. Atlas often spent his time hauling freight and moving cargo for the family business, as well as learning the ins and outs of the galactic economy. He took an interest in the opinions of the shipbuilders and pilots who frequented the stations, and started a personal project compiling data to create the perfect vessel. The hypothetical Stealth Frigate Atlas has designed over years of refining could one day prove to be the most lethal to ever be built.<br><br>Reason for joining Titan - Wanderlust and the need to control his own destiny lead Atlas to leave the family business behind, becoming a hired hand for risky long range independent freight missions to the more dangerous regions of space. His work in the Wild Frontier often brought him face to face with pirate vessels and he was involved in, and fought off many boarding actions. Naturally this provided ample opportunity to receive combat experience as deals often concluded with bloody confrontations between the involved parties. Practical training and apprenticeships with veteran marines helped Atlas' skills grow in leaps and bounds, and his reliability aboard the many vessels he crewed helped make his name. Unfortunately it was around this time that Titan's expansion reached the Fringe, and soon the monopoly that they obtained left independent contractors like Atlas out of work. He joined Titan essentially because he had no other option to quickly make the money he needed to fund the ship of his dreams.<br><br>Since joining Titan - His previous combat experience qualified him for higher risk and advanced company training, and before long he proved his worth as a Shocktrooper on several Titan vessels. His close combat skills coupled with his in-depth knowledge of ship schematics and repair make him a huge threat when attacking or infiltrating any vessel. Unfortunately his attitude grated with those of the Captains he was assigned, leading to his repeated transfers and reputation as a troublemaker. His work is of the best quality, however his Captain will have to either reign him in or suffer his constant lectures on the proper way to run a ship.<br><br>Equipment:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- Atlas prefers to stick with his Benelli M4, as he has fought with this weapon for years and knows it inside and out.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- A Carbonite Fiber Softsuit, a bodysuit worn underneath his clothes that can be used to withstand the rigors of space for up<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; to two hours. All it needs to be space-worthy is the breather mask which Atlas always keeps close at hand.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- Kinetic Armor Plating inserted throughout his outfit and jacket to protect vital areas of his body, while leaving the joints free<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; for maximum mobility.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- Steel Plated combat boots and gloves. Built to maximize damage from punches and kicks.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;- A compact Torch Kit powerful enough to eat through the hull of a Starship. Usually used for Hull construction, but has found<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; it's way into special forces groups and Shocktrooper units in select systems.<br><br><br><div align="center">(http://i786.photobucket.com/albums/yy150/Soulthunder/58d9f6ebbc39c0c6.jpg)</div>
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