Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers
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				Title: <strong>Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 03:25:55</strong>
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				Employee dossiers for Black Hearts, Incorporated.
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				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 04:23:04</strong>
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				Note: The information in this dossier is Classified Top Secret. Information is not privy to employees of Black Hearts.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: xxx-xx-5292</div><br><br><strong>name:</strong> Siouxsie (pronounced Susie) Smith<br><strong>age:</strong> 30<br><strong>gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> Intelligence Officer<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> Left leg completely bionic from hip socket, down.<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> Four years.<br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> Father, Stewart K., Sibling, Derek K.<br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong>(gun type, etc) Close Quarters Combat/Combat Knife Training, CAR System, Various small arms.<br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> Central Intelligence Agency Field Operative IV<br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> Siouxsie (http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/2070940138_2d686718d5_n.jpg) stands at about 70 inches, or 5' 10'' inches in height and weighs approximately 150lbs. She has long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Typically, Siouxsie wears an assortment of Rockabilly fashion. Her hair is typically coifed and curled in the vintage/retro fashion of the 1940s and 1950s. Occasionally she will show up to work in her pin up costumes if she has a photo shoot, these costumes can range from skimpy mock-military uniforms to swimsuits. She is always interesting to see.<br><br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong> Siouxsie's psychologist would describe her as a typical sufferer of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Her PTSD symptoms include vivid nightmares, flash backs/loss of reality, mood swings, and the inability to trust/rely on others. She has however developed a sophisticated pseudo personality that presents itself as an engaging, witty, light-hearted soul with an eccentric streak that allows others to perceive her as daring, nonchalant, and flaky.&nbsp; Siouxsie maintains her pseudo-personality by going to weekly therapy sessions and taking an assortment of medically prescribed medication to combat the conflicting symptoms of her disorder. Generally people find her to be moderately social enigmatic.<br><br><strong>my dark past:</strong> Siouxsie Smith grew up as Catherine Eleanor Kiev in southern New Hampshire. Her family could have been best descried as a typical American "nuclear" family with a mom, dad, and younger brother. Her childhood is non-descript, flecked with the typical drama and growing pains that most families face. She did well in school and went into college to study criminology. Everybody was blown out of the water when she told them she was considering joining the military. She spent three years in the U.S. Army as an Intelligence Analyst and then didn't re-enlist after her first term came up. Her particular skills as an analyst earned her an invitation to the Central Intelligence Agency whereupon she went through a few years of schooling to become a field agent. The rest was history.<br><br>Siouxsie spent 2 years undercover investigating a facility in charge of developing advanced artificial intelligence. Her team found themselves ever spiraling down a rabbit hole of phony business-fronts, phony-human identities, and a strangely diabolical plot seemingly festering at its center. It seemed the further they delved, the stranger and less real things became. When it seemed like they might be breaching something major, Siouxsie began to realize her team was acting detached and very odd. Before she could pinpoint precisely what was going on the team almost literally stumbled upon the core of the menagerie. The entire organization was being run by a sentient artificial intelligence whose central core was corrupt. It had been manufacturing sentient AI weapons systems in hopes of gearing up for some grand war that it perceived would inevitably occur in the future. This monumental discovery prohibited Siouxsie from discovering that her team (who all had cerebral cybernetic implants of varying degrees as she would later learn) had been indoctrinated by the Master A.I. <br><br>They turned on her and held her captive for four weeks. During those four weeks she was subjected to an assortment of torture exams because the A.I. wanted to learn the best way of annihilating the human race. Their methods were unattached and cold, when the manufactory was sieged by American special forces, her former team cut off her left leg so that they could leave her to bleed out to death. Considering her condition, the field agent certainly seemed to be at the end of her line. However, she was rescued by a team of special forces. Her mental/emotional stability did not allow her to continue her line of work in the CIA, therefore after she was given a new bionic leg in a first-of-its-kind life-altering surgery, she was medically retired. She and some other interesting individuals founded Black Hearts, Incorporated where she is in fact one of the board members, but acts as Intelligence Officer.
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				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 04:35:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: 111-11-1110</div><br><strong>name:</strong> Ozias 'Ozzy' Fitzpatrick. <br><br><strong>age:</strong> 24.<br><br><strong>gender:</strong> Male. <br><br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> Arms Dealer, Weapons Manufacturer, Augmentation Surgeon.<br><br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> Cybernetic lung, two ribs, and left arm. (Think Will Smith in I, Robot)<br><br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> 3 years.<br><br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> 2 twin brothers, parents deceased. No spouse. <br><br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong>Varied. Knows all weapons manufactured for Black Hearts, since he makes them. <br><br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> Engineer. <br><br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> http://imageshack.us/content_round.php?page=done&amp;l=img213/8295/dudeex.jpg&amp;sa=0 (http://imageshack.us/content_round.php?page=done&amp;l=img213/8295/dudeex.jpg&amp;sa=0) (Without the ridicilous red marker on his chest.) <br><br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong> Ozias stands a rather tall man, no less than 6'3. He is Caucasian, with green eyes and hair that is usually kept short and gelled up. He is extremely arrogent and cocky, ridicilously proud of everything he makes, and never has a gone he made jammed or broken due to the manufacturer being at fault. He is friendly to those who respect his 'art'. You will make an enemy of him if you are not fond of guns, nor will he like you in particular if you don't know how to use them. The man based his life around making and selling them, it's all he knows. Furthermore, anti-augmentation activists irritate him severely. The religious, those who proclaim that modifying the body with technology is against their 'God's wishes, will not find a friend in him either. <br><br>Nothing about his outward appearance screams proper. He is littered with tattoos and piercings, a second hobby of his. He has inked himself for every kill he has made, though he prefers to stay behind the lines and produce weapons rather than use them. That said, he is skilled in every weapon he's made rather than specializing in a single one. You can give him a wooden stick and some tools and he'll turn it into a weapon of mass destruction. He's very picky, and very easily annoyed. Handsome, yet somewhat of a dick. <br><br><strong>my dark past:</strong> Some history of crime. A bank robbery, and several accounts of arson,&nbsp; most before he turned the age of sixteen. All should be in his juvenile and FBI record.&nbsp; Grew up in a life of crime, completely rebelling against his family who were in the Military.&nbsp; Offered amnesty in the arms of the Black Hearts. Struck a deal with the government to keep him out of jail if he continues to manifuncture weapons and sell them to the military.&nbsp; Now, to avoid being jailed, he still does what he loves yet under legal law. His lungs, two ribs, and left arm were completely obliterated from a severe plane crash when the engine was sabotaged, replaced with cybernetics and augmentions hidden beneath skin. <br>[/quote]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 14:34:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: xxx-xx-5233</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nichole Olson<br><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Occupational Specialty:</strong>Driver/Mechanic<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong>None<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> Under Two Years<br><strong>Familial or Marital Relations:</strong> Big family, extended and otherwise. Unmarried. <br><strong>Specialized Weaponry:</strong> Proficient with sporting rifles, shotguns and handguns. Familiar with carbine sized rifles, assault rifles and submacine guns. Some hand to hand combat training. Mostly wrestling, judo, stickfighting and boxing. Nothing specialized.<br><strong>Prior Occupation:</strong> Served in the United States Army, then as a Security Guard and later Supervisor for a Freight Company.<br><strong>Mirror Mirror On the Wall:</strong> Image One (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Hayley%20Williams/CombatHayley2_zps95d656aa.jpg), Image Two (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Hayley%20Williams/CombatHayley_zps1ba63975.jpg), Image Three (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Hayley%20Williams/hayley-williams_21_zpsdbcb21d9.jpg), Image Four (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Hayley%20Williams/SELF-Magazine-July-2011-Pic-3.jpg) She's a petite five feet, two inches tall and somewhere in the ballpark of just above a hundred pounds in weight. Green eyes, fair skin, and a slim and lean build. <br><strong>Personality:</strong> Kelly is somewhat addicted to adventure and excitement. Fairly selfish, she does care quite a bit about friends and family, but has little consideration or regard for most other people in general regardless of their station in life. She also has little regard for annoying things like laws and social mores or civil concepts, using and breaking them at her own convenience. She enjoys action, and excitement and gets a positive rush just as much from helping someone she cares about, or basking in the adoration of people she may have helped, as she is in doing the opposite, such as the juice she used to get from a brief criminal career to the rush and visceral enjoyment she felt in combat during her military service. Despite her background, she the only thing she is addicted to is excitement.<br><strong>My Dark past:</strong> Nichole Olson grew up in rural Newton County, Arkansas on a steady diet of grits, guns, and stereotypical Southern nostalgia. She had a natural knack for mechanical stuff, as well as an affinity for guns, which was always useful. But the main family business towed the line between legal and illegal and she found herself oriented to the far more lucrative illegal side and was soon active in the dark side of the family business even before she was old enough to smoke. <br>Doing drug runs across the United States turned lucrative for her, but it was through a sense of patriotism that she planned on actually engaging in the other family tradition of military service as soon as she graduated High School. However while working out of state, she was caught in a police raid. She managed to obtain a plea bargain deal for a lesser misdemeanor drug charge, instead of a serious felony of trafficking which would've excluded her from military service.<br>After serving six months in jail, she did doggedly pursue her dream of entering the Army and after a great deal of work, managed to obtain a waiver for her criminal background and allowed to enter the Army. Her job was first as a Motor Transport Operator and saw combat doing hazardous convoy duty in various hot zones. She later proved successful in her military career that she became a Transportation Management Coordinator before her four year tour of duty was over. She earned a Bronze Star for Valor for her conduct in combat operations.<br>Returning to the civilian world, and not wanting to spend anymore time relapsing into her old ways, she spent, as many combat veterans did, by lounging around her hometown for three months before getting a job as a security supervisor for a regional freight and shipping company, putting her schools to legal and relatively positive use. Nevertheless she found it somewhat boring and thus immediately went looking for more exciting avenues of employment which led her to the Black Hearts.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 15:26:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: xxx-xx-1337</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Connor 'Shadow' O'Fearghail<br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupational specialty:</strong> Scout/Sniper<br><strong>Any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> Cybernetic Left Eye<br><strong>How long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> 1 Year<br><strong>Marital or familial status:</strong> Father, Deceased. Mother, Theresa. Sister, Ellen.<br><strong>Specialized weaponry:</strong> M24, M110, M40, Knife<br><strong>Prior occupation:</strong> SEAL Team Six<br><strong>Mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> http://www.wallpapervortex.com/ipad_wallpapers/ipad_12884_soldiers_sniper.jpg (http://www.wallpapervortex.com/ipad_wallpapers/ipad_12884_soldiers_sniper.jpg) - 5'10", dark hair and hazel eyes. Cybernetic eye looks normal.&nbsp; http://santattoos.com/large/USMC_tattoo_151.jpg (http://santattoos.com/large/USMC_tattoo_151.jpg) on left calf.<br><strong>In my heart of hearts:</strong> Connor is known to be Ice Cold on the battlefield. Nothing gets under his skin and he alway focuses on the task at hand. Once he outs his mind to a task or mission, there is no denying him the opportunity to make a kill. He never gets hot headed and is often the voice of reason.<br><br>Off the battlefield, his personality warms up and he is quite friendly. He is always looking for a good time, or a good laugh, and doesn't like to talk about prior missions. He considers it 'off the clock' time, spent honing his skills or repairing equipment. Its downtime, R&amp;R, and he treats it like that.<br><br><strong>My dark past:</strong> Connor is a Sniper-Scout Specialist. He is deadly at close range and at long range, whether you know he is there or not. He specializes in Stealth skills and makes almost no noise when moving around, making him a natural at Infiltration and Extraction. He is used to being alone on missions, or with a Spotter, and has been known to lay in place for nearly 3 days before taking a shot.<br><br>Growing up on a Farm, Connor learned to shoot at an early age. As he got older, so did the guns and the game he was hunting. He developed his tracking skills through his fathers keen eye and had soon learned how to stalk prey. He was also an extremely deadly shot and quickly excelled at long range shooting.<br><br>He joined the army at the age of 18 with desires to become a Sniper. His keen eye and natural instincts were soon noticed and he was sent to Sniper School, where he became a Scout-Sniper before joining SEAL Team Six as that is where his skills were needed. It was during his time with SEAL Team Six that he lost his left eye in a firefight and was medically retired as a Sniper with one eye is no Sniper at all.<br><br>Outside of the military, however, he signed up for an experimental Cybernetic Implant into his eye. Sight was successfully restored, but now his eyes acts like a scope and he has learned how to train it, how to focus it, on a distant object, making him Sniper Accurate with almost any weapon he can get his hands on. It also makes him an excellent scout as he is able to spot things most people would not be able to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blobbe</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 16:20:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: xxx-xx-7071 </div><strong>name:</strong> Tassa “Red” Kaye<br><strong>age:</strong> 24<br><strong>gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> Support Gunner, Crew-Served Weapons, Driver<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> Left arm, completely artificial from the shoulder down<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> Two years<br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> &nbsp;Anna, mother; Kevin, brother<br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong> Light Machine Gun, Assault Rifle, Grenade Launchers[/color] <br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> Street Racer and gang member<br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> Tassa (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/jillvader/tumblr_l2r3y71g6h1qc1ijqo1_500.jpg) stands about 170 cm tall with a trim and athletic build, one that suggests a person who looks after themselves and keeps in shape. Her red hair is long and oft tangled, usually worn loose and left to fall down her back, and accents her dark blue eyes. Elaborate tattoos cover her legs, remaining arm and back; they used to cover her left arm as well when she still had it.<br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong> “Red” is the sort of person for whom ending up in a mercenary outfit would not be out of the question, and certainly would not have been that much of a surprise. Loud, rebellious and outspoken and more the a little easily excitable, she seems to thrive on danger and excitement, not wanting to do anything by halves. Whether it’s getting herself covered in tattoos or developing a love of large automatic weapons, it seems that ‘subtle’ and ‘restrained’ are not words in her dictionary.<br><br>However, at the same time, she does have a degree of professionalism; when given a task, she will do her utmost to do it to the best of her ability. She will do her best by her teammates and will never abandon one if it’s members under fire.<br><strong>my dark past:</strong> Tassa was born and raised in New York, the child of a working class family. Her father walked out on them one day, never to be seen again, leaving and angry child in his wake. Barely making it through high school, Tassa fell in with a street-racing group as soon as she was old enough to see over the wheel of a car. Enjoying the rush of speeding through city traffic, Tassa developed a reputation as a skilled driver with a love for speed.<br><br>It all came to an end with an inevitable accident; Tassa’s car was written off and she was badly injured, her left arm being crushed beyond recognition. More interestingly, an investigation found supplies of high-tech weaponry stashed in her car, weapons that she had no idea how they got there, while other members of her gang quietly vanished. Caught in a bind, Tassa was given an unusual offer of a job as a paid mercenary, in a deal that also involved giving her a new arm. Given that the alternative was to rot in prison as a cripple, she threw herself at the chance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 02:52:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: xxx-xx-7694</div><strong>name:</strong> Commander Rafael Cruze<br><strong>age:</strong> 31<br><strong>gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> Close quarters combat, explosives and demolitions.<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> None<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> 3 years 7 months<br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> Ex-wife with two children, Mother, Father diseased, older brother N.Y.P.D.<br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong> Expert with small arms, blades, and unarmed combat.<br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> U.S. Navy<br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> Rafael (http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/GLW-gws255068_zpsb5cc22a6.jpg) stands 6'1” and weighs 182 lbs. He has black and dark brown eyes. He has the physical build of a man that depends on his body to stay alive and thus takes care it working out regularly. He has the skin tone that clearly marks his Hispanic heritage. He keeps his hair cut short maintaining the military style he had to have for so many years. Has a tattoo (http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/Nathantatt.jpg) on his left upper arm.<br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong><br>Rafael just about always has a smile on his face and “Smart ass” or sarcastic comment on the tip of his tongue. He is a thrill seeker seeming to be always looking for the next adrenaline high. If he is not looking for that high he is probably flirting with a woman. He seems to be fearless to the point of recklessness.<br><br>His smile and “Smart ass” attitude will continue even when on a mission even showing during a slow period in heavy combat. He takes his training very seriously though and will refuse to leave a teammate behind. He is fiercely loyal to those he feels deserve it and will everything to come their aid in whatever they need.<br><strong>my dark past:</strong><br>Rafael's F.B.I. File will list all the basics including including education and military service. Most of his military record will be readily available while some specific missions will require special clearance as he has gone several clandestine missions. Black Heart Inc. management will of course have full access to those files.<br><br>Throughout school Rafael was a trouble maker just always looking to have some fun. His parents had hoped that he would follow his father and older brother and go into law enforcement, but he wanted something more. He started college with no major in mind and dropped out after his second year and enlisted in the Navy. When testing was offered to go into S.E.A.L. Training he went for it and put everything he had into it and became one of the few men to be chosen. The training was long and hard but he loved it.<br><br>After completing his training he met the woman that would become his wife and mother of his children. However that only lasted three years, long enough to have two children a boy and a girl. His wife however could not take his work and always being away from home so divorced him and got full custody of the children. She has since remarried and he has pretty much sworn off ever marrying again.<br><br>After his marriage fell apart he threw himself into his work for the navy often times going in looking for and requesting the most dangerous missions. This resulted in a number of covert operations that are blocked out of his standard military record. One such mission was had his team searching a C.I.A. team that stopped all communications. After four weeks of silence his team was sent into central Asia. There there found a manufacturing facility creating high tech weaponry unlike anything any of them had ever seen or even heard of. He lost a couple of members of his team to the A.I. Robots that they had to fight. He wanted to destroy the facility but was unable to accomplish that task. He did however find just one of the C.I.A. team, in very bad condition and nearly dead. He had put a tourniquet on her severed left leg and got her out.<br><br>He stayed with the Navy until there was talk of taking him out of the field due to his advancing age and make him an instructor for the next generation of S.E.A.L.s. Not ready to give the action when his last tourer was up he did not re-enlist and instead accepted the offer from the agent he had saved to join the company she represented. This is how he ended up with Black Heart Inc.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 04:40:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: xxx-xx-1234</div><strong>name:</strong> Semyon Prudius<br><strong>age:</strong> 30<br><strong>gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> Automatic Rifleman<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> Titanium alloy bone augmentation/reinforcement; synthetic muscle weave augmentation<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> One Year<br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> Both pairs of grandparents are alive; mother and father are alive; younger sister alive; fiancée from a broken off engagement who went on to another, healthy and happy relationship alive <br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong> Light and medium machine guns; assault rifles; combat sambo and systema; reverse style dual combat knife style; standard combat training <br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> Glorious Red Army Soldier Serving Glorious Mother Russia With Honour And Pride<br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> http://imageshack.us/a/img137/9375/denissergovskiy06.jpg (http://imageshack.us/a/img137/9375/denissergovskiy06.jpg)<br><br>Semyon is seven feet tall. He is heavily muscled. He has a faded tattoo of a dragon on left shoulder/upper arm. <br><br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong> Semyon is an affable fellow. He is well-adjusted to the lifestyle he finds himself in and copes well with the mental stresses that it subjects upon him. His sense of humour exists, although it is poor - his jokes are seldom amusing to anyone except him. They are either too obtuse, complicated, and/or just not that funny. If he finds that he is unwelcome in a social situation he will simply leave - the man feels no particular urge to stay and argue with anyone, or to put up with someone else getting all up in his face. Semyon shows little inclination to go digging or to solve mysteries - if someone does not open up to him, he does not press or try to cross boundaries. He is a patriot, and he feels a deep love for his family.<br><br>He takes a moderate position towards augmentation. Oleg sees little harm in mechanical prosthetics for those who are injured. But extreme transhumanism seems like a classic case of reach exceeding grasp and technology outpacing wisdom. But he does not talk about it, and obfuscates with others because it is a subject, like politics and religion, that simply are not good things to talk about. Oleg enjoys power metal unironically. He likes to spend his off time watching cooking shows, although he has no aspirations to be a professional cook or inclination to try cooking on his own. <br><br><strong>my dark past:</strong> Semyon's childhood in Glorious Mother Russia was wonderful. His father holds a position of middle-management at a busy factory producing goods that are much in demand, and as such had a salary able to provide well for his family. His mother is a senior nurse in a prestigious hospital that has treated many senior politicians, and her skills likewise ensured she received a generous salary. As a boy there was nothing he wanted for. The same went for his sister. As a student, Semyon performed slightly above average - nothing exceptional, but not disappointing either. He showed some aptitude for sports, but not to the point where he would be considered a candidate for professional play. Semyon did not attend a post-secondary institute and instead enlisted in the Glorious Red Army after completing his education as part of his required national service. <br><br>Semyon was deployed into combat zones in Georgia and Chechnya. There were allegations that his unit participated in war crimes during a tour of duty in Chechnya, and Semyon was alleged to employ arms forbidden by the Geneva Convention (specifically, white phosphorous rounds and a flamethrower). However, these allegations were never substantiated and a military tribunal and international human rights commission cleared his unit of all wrong doing. He also saw action on the homefront, being deployed to help quell a riot gone out of control. Semyon received a commendation for single-handedly saving a young woman from a two-dozen strong gang of male attackers, sustaining several injuries in the process. <br><br>Semyon was recruited into Black Hearts after his service with the Glorious Red Army came to an end. The extremely lucrative terms of the contract appealed, and Semyon sends much of his pay back home to his family.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belisuavious</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 18:55:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>:&nbsp; xxx-xx-0541</div><strong>name:</strong> Richard Dreyfuss<br><strong>age:</strong> 27<br><strong>gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> Grenadier<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> Right arm is robotic from the elbow down<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> &gt;1 year, will just be having his first mission<br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> 1 younger brother<br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong> M4 with under barrel grenade launcher, M1911. Proficient in the use of both weapons, along with some skill in hand to hand. He also has some training in the operation of both Light Machine Guns and a general knowledge of assault rifles<br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> Princess Patricia's Light Infantry Battalion<br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> Richard is 5'11, and weighs 177 pounds. He has dark hair and eyes, with high cheekbones and a slim, pointed nose. He is in great physical condition, though he is more toned than chiseled when it comes to muscle mass.<br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong> Richard grew up in a small town in Northern Alberta. He spent a lot of his free time either reading in a treehouse he and his dad built, or wandering around the countryside, wither by himself or with his dog, Bandit. He was a very solitary child, with only a handful of close friends. Over the years he developed a very sarcastic, cynical outlook on life.<br>That changed in the army, where he absolutely had to depend on the people around him. Two tours of duty in Afghanistan right when the Taliban started to get really active again taught him that. He still isn't comfortable when having to rely on others, but he does know the value of being able to ask for help.<br><strong>my dark past:</strong> Richard escaped his unhappy future as a coal miner by taking a one way trip to Edmonton and the CFB there. He could die just as easily in a coal mine as he could in the army, and at least he would be on the surface when it happened. He joined the Light Infantry battalion and wound up hefting his pack through Kandahar and later Kabul, trying to get things stabalized. It worked, sort of, but there was just never enough support from home and it was easy to get frustrated by the bipolar responses of the locals. One day, they welcomed the Canadian troops into their village with open arms. The next, all the doors were closed, the shutters barred and Richard just knew that the bad guys had come in the night with knives and slit a few throats to show what happened to those who co-operated with the Canadians.<br><br>It was after the next tour that he received a call from Black Hearts Inc., and he decided not to sign up again and start the long painful process of being hammered into a Sergent's boots. Of course, he'd still have to pass the entrance requirements, this seemed like a tight outfit, not like the Red Sun fuckheads that ran around gunning down whatever so much as twitched over int The Sandbox. Even if he didn't, Richard figured he could get his degree, and on the Army's dime too, and get into history, since he had always enjoyed the subject. But to his delight, he managed to pass the tough entrance requirements and was officially put onto the Black Hearts payroll. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 22:26:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong> Black Hearts Employee Dossier No </strong>: 668-05-1605</div><strong>name: </strong> Kyle Allardice, Alias; Doc<br><strong>age: </strong> 24 deceased: Currently presumed;27<br><strong>gender: </strong> Male<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> &nbsp;High Altitude insertions, Personnel Recovery, Medicine, Rifleman. <br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?: </strong> virtual retinal display HUD, various muscles and bone grafts<br><strong>how long have you been with Black Hearts?: </strong> 2 years<br><strong>marital or familial status: </strong> &nbsp;Parents; Mother deceased, Father detained by the military indefinitely;&nbsp; Not married, No siblings, Lover;deceased, no children<br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong> &nbsp;Assault Rifles and Hand guns, advance accommodations for hand to hand and disarmed combats through the military.<br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> Air Force Combat Rescue Officer, Pararescue Jumper.<br><br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> Height: 6'3", Weight: 220, Athletically built from years of constant training, Hair: Black when it grows in but usually kept as stubble at its longest, Eyes: brown, Distinguishing Features: Heart Tattoo of his lovers name over his heart, a lucky dice tattoo reminding him that fate is fickle on his left arm, just under his poker hand of four aces one for his four wounds, he also has the pararecue logo on his right arm, Optional Image: Here (http://i.ebayimg.com/t/Shirtless-Male-Beefcake-Military-Hunk-Abs-Dog-Tags-Shaved-Head-PHOTO-4X6-P1604-/00/s/NzA1WDQ1NA==/$%28KGrHqF,%21hME-YE6Vj84BPodEN%29bc%21~~60_3.JPG)<br><br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; Kyle was a Captain in air forces para rescue division. Highly trained medics and combat infiltrators have but one motto "so others may live".&nbsp; He spent his entire life training for that motto and he was a shining example of it with a Purple Heart with 3 clusters and a stack of commendations. He had over a thousand jumps and subsequent saves.&nbsp; He has a big heart and wants to save everyone he can.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Kyle a big teddy bear with an impressive set of armor.&nbsp; He wants to be a normal guy in a normal world where governments are afraid of the citizens and average everyday people go play poker games or have bar fights or innocent things like that. He enjoys joking and referencing old literature and movies from his past to express sentiments he’s not as adept and putting words too.&nbsp; He is insanely loyal to anyone he feels obligated or to friends.&nbsp; However be warned that is not blind loyalty.&nbsp; But he would be the battle of thermopile for anyone or thing he is loyal to.<br><br><strong>my dark past:</strong>&nbsp; Kyle was born in the Air Force.&nbsp; His father was an A-10 Warthog pilot and his mother worked at the base hospital, both positions attached to Combat Search and Rescue, CSAR. From as far back as he can remember all the parties at the house, the parents of his friends, the people he associated with, his teachers spouses, even his doctors, everyone was involved or related to CSAR in some aspect of another.&nbsp; Because of this Kyle made the decision that he wanted to be involved too and after talking to those around him he chose Pararescue Jumper or PJ as his desired career.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;After graduating high school at 16 Kyle received special permission to proceed to the Air Force academy and begin his studies.&nbsp; He excelled in his classes, graduated with honors, then cam boot camp and officers training course.&nbsp; This was followed by the PJ Pipeline; Indoctrination, Survival Rescue and Escape, Paramedic school, Beginner parachute, Advanced parachute, diving, mountaineering, etc. and three years later he has the coveted maroon beret of a PJ and he is proud as can be.&nbsp; Kyle was a Combat rescue officer, a highly trained medic and combat infiltrator with a Purple Heart with 3 clusters and a stack of commendations. He easily caught the attention of the right people and was accepted into the company. <br><br>On his last tour of duty he became increasingly aware of the division commander send his troops on false missions and fake casualties and letting savable soldiers die.&nbsp; Kyle poked his nose where it didn’t belong and got on the bad side of the commander on more than one occasion.&nbsp; This culminated in Kyle’s helicopter getting shot down by a SAM launched at the commanders orders and everyone was left for dead.&nbsp; Kyle was clawed his way out of the wreck and managed to stabilize himself to the best of his ability before a Black Hearts patrol came along. They took Kyle to a hospital and in exchange for his life Kyle offered his talents.&nbsp; Now he does whatever is needed putting not only his medicine to the test but his Air commandos training pays off in this job on an all too frequent basis.&nbsp; Always armed and always aware Kyle is ready for anything that fate throws his way, or at least he’d like to think he’s ready.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 00:41:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: 013-13-1313</div><strong>name:</strong> Ryder Reanna Sandstorm (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/Grace-Park-grace-park-908495_768_1024_zps1bc3b3be.jpg) A.K.A Ferret<br><strong>age:</strong> 25<br><strong>gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>occupational specialty:</strong> blending into her surroundings, ferreting out even the most difficult of information, computer hacking.<br><strong>any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong> none<br><strong>how long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong> around a year<br><strong>marital or familial status:</strong> Orphan<br><strong>specialized weaponry:</strong> hand-to-hand fighting, knife use,<br><strong>prior occupation:</strong> NSA, Fort Gordon, Georgia<br><strong>mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong> Standing at 5’ 6” and about 132 lbs. otherwise, see pic.<br><strong>in my heart of hearts:</strong> Ryder is a bit of a loner, something she showed signs of on the streets, but has manifested more so since her journey with the NSA and Counter Espionage. While she can blend in with those around her and make everyone think she’s open and fun, in truth she plays her cards close to her chest, never letting anyone in to know the real Ryder. The psychologist was aware of this demeanor, but Ryder even managed to keep him off balanced enough not to be certain. She is a child of unknown Asian decent with a southern belle accent most times, unless really riled, and then Chicago seems to surface in her voice as well as her street influences.<br><br><strong>my dark past:</strong> Ryder grew up on the mean streets of Chicago since the age of 12. A local gang tried to jump her and she fought like a wild thing, lost, but in the end, they knew they’d tangled with her. Impressed, they took her in. Once able to move again without much pain, she started to try to be useful to her new “friends”. She soon found she could make herself “unnoticeable” when out and about. People over looked children generally, and spoke freely. She soon learned that other people liked to know what some people had to say, or did. By the time she was 14 she was the one everyone on the streets came to for information, and she made a good living, by street standards.<br><br>When she hit 15, she was a regular in the local library. She used the free computers just as much as roaming the streets to ferret out information. Unknown to her, she had become flagged by the NSA. They nab her one afternoon leaving the library, but she kneed one in the crotch, and broke the nose of the other and rabbited out of there. She headed home via rooftops, subways, sewer tunnels and back alleys, very nearly covering one quarter of Chicago and taking several hours to reach the gang’s home. Apparently, it hadn’t helped matters, since they knew where she lived and stormed the place within 15 minutes of her arrival. <br><br>Whisked into a dark, windowless room with one tiny light, she is told, join them, her “family” goes free, or she will be killed, <em>after</em> she watches her “family” die horribly. Not much of a choice, or a hard one to make. She agreed and was taken to Fort Gordon, Georgia, one of the facilities of NSA and was trained in the responsibilities of collecting and analyzing foreign communications and foreign signals intelligence, as well as protecting U.S. government communications and information systems, which involves information security and cryptanalysis/cryptography.<br><br>Within a year of being there, she learned of some huge plot against the US that involved stealing planes and crashing them into various American buildings that was thought would destroy the country, and all of this she'd put together from many unrelated communications. Brought to the Lieutenant General’s attention that oversaw the place, he was impressed with her ability to find information. She was immediately assigned to the DHS counter espionage unit as both a Scout and Code Breaker. Now she has been recruited to the Black Hearts. She is to be their computer hacker and on site info gatherer. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Black Hearts, Inc. - Professional Merc. Org. Dossiers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 00:18:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Black Hearts Employee Dossier No</strong>: <br>548-76-3221<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> <br>Captain Tiago Nascimento<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> <br>35<br><br><strong>Gender:</strong><br>Male<br><br><strong>Occupational specialty:</strong> <br>Unit tactics, Urban warfare, terror tactics, close, mid and long range assault, Hand to hand<br><br><strong>Any bionics or cybernetics?:</strong><br>Ceramic plating around the bones and joints of the fingers, knuckles, wrists, knees and ankles (old injury), injection into the central nervous system, making a 2.472% increase in reflex response time, as well as increasing hand-to-eye coordination by 5.32%.<br><br><strong>How long have you been with Bleak Hearts?:</strong><br>3 years<br><br><strong>Marital or familial status:</strong> <br>Divorced, no children, no close contact with father mother, and two sisters<br><br><strong>Specialized weaponry:</strong><br>Assault rifles, SMGs, Shotguns.... just about everything...<br><br><strong>Prior occupation:</strong><br>Brazilian Special forces<br><br><strong>Mirror, mirror on the wall:</strong><br>Nascimento (http://pipocamoderna.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/rodrigo-santoro.jpg) is a rather impressive figure. Standing around six foot three, with clear brown eyes, wavy brown hair, not a bad looking man at all. His face rarely creased with a smile or a laugh, a no-nonsense face that seems to be there to stay. Built strong and lean, something of health freak, always making sure to watch his weight, exercising, the works, keeping himself fit. In the habit of dressing well, and according to each occasion, with a default of a reasonably priced and yet not flashy grey suit, with&nbsp; good, but again, not flashy watch and shoes, the latter usually outfitted for running as well as good looks.<br><br><strong>In my heart of hearts:</strong><br>The newspapers in his homeland called him a clinical psychopath, calling on the help of various family members and friends to describe his state, as well as a deep analysis by several of the world's finest psychoanalysts. They were mistaken. What they saw as a general state of unfeeling for the suffering of others was, in fact, simply a clear and focused state of mind that got whatever job he was in charge of done by almost any means necessary. Caring and kind when it comes to those that he cares about, like family and friends, loyal. Very little tolerance for bureaucracy, as well as a clear-cut view of the world in black and white, he tends to tread out of the lines when he deems the law to be working in his opponent's favor.<br><br><strong>My dark past:</strong><br>Born in Niteroi, Rio de Janeiro, parents of a finer class of citizen, living in the suburbs of the city, his father a high ranking police officer, his mother a lawyer. An odd mix to be sure, but who is to question the intertwining of love? He was raised with concepts of honor, loyalty, and other such things pounded into his head until he could get nothing else. He was a quiet kid in school, not too overt, not too popular, but not exactly one of the nerds and other pushovers either. Just another regular teenager. His father enrolled him into martial arts at a young age, and at the age of 25, he was presented with his first black belt in BJJ, going on to win, along his life, up to the third Dan. Also trained in kick-boxing.<br><br>Once he finished high school, thanks to some strings pulled by his father, he was enrolled in a military academy for officers, graduating at 25 years of age, and joining the PM (Military Police) of Rio. But that was where his father's influence over him ended, applying to join the BOPE, finest special forces in Brazil. Five months later, he was promoted to Captain, and a&nbsp; year after that, with a combat list among the best in the world, him and his team were asked to make up part of INTERPOL's shock team.<br><br>And that was where his life began to go awry. His wife of three years divorced him, and married a politician that always seemed to be at odds with Nascimento. As if that wasn't bad enough, four months after the marriage, the man and three of his friends were found in their home after a vicious legal disputed between the two of them. Nascimento was immediately placed under suspicion. When his career went under the spotlight, an anonymous informant came to the press and involved him in several counts of murder, torture, among other illegalities. A scandal threw the country into an uproar over this, but it was never proved in court of law, for, when a judge issued a warrant for his arrest, they couldn't find him. It was presumed that he left the country. Eventually, it all died down, and he was virtually forgotten, allowing him to work in the open again, if never back in Brazil.<br><br></div>
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