[OOC] Outcasts Of Fortune: A Mecha RP

[Dolerman]

And I think Im finished with mine. Was going to put it out as a WIP here, but Google Documents covered for me. How does it look?

Captain Alexander Seymon Maxim, Heavy Weapons Expert, 77th Attack Batallion of the Northern Frontier Special Forces, A Company, Team 2

Name:
Александр Максим Семён (Alexander Seymon Maxim)

Age:
41

Origin:
The Northern Frontier

Height:
6'3 Feet; 1.9 Meters

Weight:
212 Pounds; 96 Kilograms

Backstory:
Alexander Seymon Maxim was born in The Northern Frontier on November 28th, 2194, and as one can expect, it was far from easy. His parents were average middle-class citizens, whom were simply surviving in such a harsh environment. However, life was rather kind to the Seymon family, as they were able to buy a proper house, have a good amount of food, and so on. Alexander’s father, Erik Maxim Vadimir, was a colonel for the army and provided a rather good source of income for the family. While he didn’t participate in much action, he was still talented enough to become the rank of colonel and lead a regiment of armored mechs as a defense force.

However, in 2215, the Great War of Orio began, and Colonel Valdimir was forced to fight on the frontlines for his nation. By this time, Alexander was already a fully legal adult and had been finishing up with his training. His mech of choice was a huge but glorious mech he calls “Brutiska” (or Bruticus in the English language), in which he fought alongside his father for most of the war. But Erik would never see the war’s end, as in 2222, his mech was ripped apart by an enemy ambush, his mech cockpit being blasted by a rocket. Alexander was distraught to see his father die right before him and it was said that he ripped through the entire squad of mechs with his bare hands.

Despite losing his father, Alexander still kept fighting on and on, eventually becoming a first lieutenant and lead his own platoon through countless battles, some famous. When the war finally ended, Alexander was already exhausted from the years of fighting he had endured. But alas he had finally made it through. And by that time he was known as a rather popular war hero of the Northern Frontier, having spent most of his adult years molded by brutal battles, tragedies, and victories. By war’s end he has went over 17 years of brutal combat experience, has 224 confirmed kills (at least twelve of them being high ranking officers and sergeants), been over 50 missions, and is an expert on Heavy Weapons and a master powerhouse in close quarters.

Tactical Preference & Skills:
Sheer strength is what Alexander does best. He'd go head first into any enemy mech and punch the living hell out of them until they are nothing but scrap metal. Of course, the second best thing he likes to do is mow them down with his custom N-1147 Proton Minigun. He can also act as a defense bullet/blaster shield if need be.

He is however, a rather skilled technician, being able to do rather advanced repairs on his mech by himself or with a small repair team.

Quote:
"In the end, we persevere like strong bear in blizzard."

Text Color:
”Brown, blyat.”

Mech Sheet

Name: Heavy Weapons and Close-Combat Initiative Model-1890 Mark III [Codename: Brutikusa “Bruticus”]

Body & Type: Humanoid Bipdeal

Equipment & Armaments:

Hand Slot 1 - 2:
- D-8966 Omega Gatling gun: A giant, highly-advanced, minigun, this monster of a weapon can gush out a hefty hell of damage by firing 200 mm rounds at almost 7,000 rounds per minute.

Sub Weapon Slot:
- Shield Wrists: Bruticus’ wrists are outfitted with special beam-shields in which they can be used as deflectors against incoming fire and physical attacks. Edges can be used to dish out some additional blunt damage. Can last for 3 minutes powered up in battle.
- Grappling Hooks: Can only be used when shield wrists aren't activated, they are used to get up to high places and to grab other mechs with it if lucky.

Shoulder/Back Spot:
- Twin Multipurpose Tri-Launchers: These launchers can fire bombs, missiles, flares, smoke, and incendiaries.
- ”UMEF” (Ultra Missile Eliminating Field): Jams missiles from targeting the mech.
- Emergency Ammo Pack: Extra 7,000 rounds stored in back compartment. Can detach to be inserted on the Gatling Gun.

Gadget Slot:
- Tri-X384 Kvant Sila (Quantum Force) Generators
- ”QSILRS” Quick-Scope Intensive Long-Range Scanner
- Droid Quantum Shielding Generators: These activate the wrist shields.
- Infrared G-48 Visor: Used to seek out weak “generator” spots in a mech.
- Heavy “Beta-Class” Optic Enhancements
- Chernobyl-Force Elemental Protection Sealing

Stats Scale

Light/Heavy Body: 7

Accuracy & Tracking/Firepower: 5

Air Mobility/Thrusters: 4

Solo/Skirmisher: Solo 7

Flavour Text:
A personalized Model-1890 Mark III mech, this powerhouse of a mech is both huge and utterly massive. It was created as a heavy weapons mech and a mech situated in close quarters combat and harsh weather. It’s armor allows it to take multiple beats with little damage and keeps the elements out as well. But due to it’s size and high-tech gadgets, the mech was painstakingly expensive, and not more than 50 were made. One of them made it into the hands of Alexander and he personalized it a bit to fit his likings. One of those personalizations was the installation of the shield wrists, which were used to block incoming projectile fire and physical damage, while packing an extra sting in combat.

@Lmpkio

Everything looks fine, but only 2 gadgets please, and there is only room for one thing in your sub weapon slot, so youll have to pick.

Also as said above the Solo scale is on the lower end, so if you want your mecha to be more solo orientated you need to have a lower number, like a 2 or a 3.

Everything else seems fine.

[Dolerman]

Making this just for fun WIP

Name: Sami Koslov "Zima Lovac" (Winter Huntress)
Appearance:
Age: 31
Origin: Northern Frontier
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 110lbs
Backstory: 2 Paragraphs at least.

Tactical Preference & Skills: Experience in Guerilla based combat. Consistently moving or hides in the frozen tundra for ambush. Prefers blitzkrieg like assaults.

HVAM-3342 "White Glint

Name/Title: HVAM-3342 Mk3 Codename: "White Glint"
Appearance :
Body & Type: Humanoid Bipdeal/Flyer type
Equipment & Armaments :

Hand Slot 1:
Hand slots are big enough for Medium Sized Rifles, Shoutguns, Small Rocket Launchers, Large Melee Weapons, Large Shields, Small Grenade Launchers Etc and up to 8 small explosives

Hand Slot 2:
Same as above. If you wish to hold a Large Weapon such as a Minigun, LMG, Multi Missile Launcher, Or High Powered Rifle or a Plasma Cannon you will have sacrifice both hand slots for one of these weapons.

Sub Weapon Slot:
This slot can carry pistols, small submachine guns, small melee weapons, buckler shields and up to 2 small explosives.

Shoulder/Back Spot:
-Quad Aerospin Thrusters
-100mm collapsible railgun (shoulder mounted)

Gadget Slot:
-Feet, Calf, Back Thrusters
-Sweeper scanners
-High Velocity Optical systems

Stats Scale

Light/Heavy Body: 2

Accuracy & Tracking/FIrepower: 4

Air Mobility/Thrusters: 9

Solo/Skirmisher: Skirmisher (9)

@FallenTrinity

If you want to make test/fun characters could I ask you keep them in the interest check? Just as a general rule for everyone I'd like to keep the OOC as unclogged as possible.

Heres the link

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/153107-outcast-mecha-rp-need-assistance/ooc?page=2#post-3966476

[FallenTrinity]

@Dynamo Frokanehow is he a mark 2?

[Dolerman]

@Dynamo Frokanehow is he a mark 2?

@FallenTrinity

All player character's Mechs are Mk2+, I mentioned this in the tier description and it was discussed in the interest check.

[FallenTrinity]

@Dynamo Frokane

I see it now. I'll change that and the gadget list with the stats

[BurningCold]

Taken from the U.S. Army's official website (army.mil).

"CAPTAIN (CPT)
(Addressed as "Captain")
Commands and controls company-sized units (62 to 190 Soldiers), together with a principal NCO assistant. Instructs skills at service schools and The United States Army combat training centers and is often a Staff Officer at the battalion level."

Food for thought.

[Skepic]

Heyo, my character is still WIP, but rest assured, I'm still here. However, I won't be able to complete it this weekend, as I will be VERY busy with real life stuff. Good life stuff, for a change. So yeah, expect Monday to be big day of posting.

[Lmpkio]

@Dynamo Frokane Changed to your likings.

[BurningCold]

Hawthorne Balthazar, First Class Firework Junkie and Staff Sergeant When He Feels The Need To Throw His Weight Around

Appearance

Name:
Hawthorne Balthazar

Age:
25

Origin:
The Northern Frontier

Height:
5’11’’

Weight:
164 lbs.

Backstory:
Hawthorne was only five years old when the Orio war began, and great bulks of the Frontier’s population began to march off to do battle with the Hylo Empire, personal motives varying but a larger guiding force apparent to all. Their people, the lifeblood of their homeland, had come under attack, and retribution was in order. Hawthorne’s mother, Corinna Balthazar, was one such soldier intent on clashing with the Therux and Hylo, while Hawthorne’s father, Orson Balthazar, ran Balthazar Constructions, a company that manufactured and supplied a large number of mechanized units to the government. It was reported that Balthazar mecha had the best performance rates in the army.

The son of this fierce warrior and shrewd businessman, Hawthorne inherited traits from both, as well as their bitter hatred towards the Hylo and Therux. When he turned fifteen, he joined the military himself as a mecha pilot. Having practiced in simulations in the years before, Hawthorne wasn’t going in truly green, but in real combat he was entirely untested.

Placed under his mother’s command, Hawthorne’s first real training session was to be frontline combat. Such was the state of the Frontier. He quickly distinguished himself as a skilled and level-headed, albeit impulsive pilot that seemed to have experience beyond his years.

So the years passed, and things continued as always. Soldiers killed and died, civilians bred and starved, and all Hawthorne had known was war. By this time, Hawthorne had been promoted to Sergeant, serving under his mother, the Staff Sergeant. The date was August 3rd, 2231, two days after Hawthorne’s birthday and the day that, as it seemed to Hawthorne, everything became unraveled. The Northern Frontier’s forces were preparing to fight a defensive battle against the Hylo-Therux alliance in the midst of an aggressive march that would mark the farthest north any significantly sized force would ever reach. The bloodbath that ensued left the snow below painted with blood and wreckage, with the Northern Frontier just barely standing victorious. There was nothing to celebrate, however. The losses were great and among them was Corinna Balthazar.

In recognition of his skill and valor upon the battlefield, it was Hawthorne who was chosen to become the new Staff Sergeant.

The ceremony was a hollow one.

During the last year of the Orio war, Hawthorne slowly became more and more unhinged, growing reckless and displaying numerous signs of depression. Each passing day was grueling. While he enjoyed a good fight, Hawthorne wanted nothing more than for the war to end, and the men serving under him agreed wholeheartedly whenever his opinions were voiced.

At long last, the three nations called for some sort of ceasefire, each ravaged by the war and a shadow of what they once were. Hawthorne too, was no longer his old self. Gone was the disciplined and level-headed soldier that could be counted on to do anything for his country. From that boy rose a man with his own agenda, all previous loyalties and vendettas seemingly cast aside, wild and reeking of danger.

For a person like him, the Outcast Guild seemed the perfect place to seek employment, and for the last two years he’s been working with them, pursuing his own hedonistic goals and filling his pockets.

Tactical Preference & Skills:
Hawthorne likes to come at his enemy with full force, beating them down before they’re able to lift a finger. If that doesn’t work, or doesn’t seem likely to work at all, he’ll take up a defensive position while trying to assess how best to neutralize his foe(s).

Quote:
“I bet if we both stabbed each other at the same time you’d die first.”

The Leonidas

Appearance

Name/Title:
Spartan MKII+ Custom Unit, “Leonidas”

Body & Type:
Humanoid Bipedal

Equipment & Armaments:

Hand Slot 1:
The right hand can retract and give way to a powerful drill with serrated edges, capable of shredding flesh and metal alike.

Hand Slot 2:
On the left side, Hawthorne has equipped the mech with a heavy duty shield, circular and the same color as it’s wielder, capable of withstanding most attacks.

Sub Weapon Slot:
Built into the underside of the right arm is what’s essentially a larger sub-machine gun, good against unarmored and lightly defended opponents, and targeting weak points on mecha, but not much else.

Shoulder/Back Spot:
Just behind the left shoulder is a retractable panel that can open up to allow a medium powered laser turret to surface. The right shoulder panel can launch fireworks.

Gadget Slot:
If a hasty escape, or a tactical advantage is needed, two small grills on the front of the mech can release large quantities of incredibly dense smoke, poisonous or non-poisonous depending on the mood he's in.

Additionally, if worst comes to worst, the Leonidas' spiked knuckles can act as an effective last resort against opponents.

Stats Scale:

Light/Heavy Body:
The Leonidas’ primary strengths are its powerful melee attacks and sturdy armor, though it is not entirely outclassed against quicker opponents. (8)

Accuracy & Tracking/Firepower:
With the Leonidas’ heavy frame and melee based attack style, Hawthorne saw it prudent to give his mech another way to combat lighter units. (3)

Air Mobility/Thrusters:
The powerful propulsion systems integrated towards the rear of the mech give it a good balance of speed and mobility, with a slight edge towards faster movement. (6)

Solo/Skirmisher:
Hawthorne has experience both working alone and as a part of a larger organized force, though the Leonidas’ specs make it unideal for stealth or infiltration based operations. (5)

Flavour Text:
The Leonidas was a gift from Hawthorne’s father to celebrate his promotion to Sergeant. Already a custom build, the mech was customized even further by Hawthorne throughout his years piloting it.

[Lmpkio]

Maybe I should make my character a colonel or general? Just sounds fitting for his stature as of now. (I was going by Captain via the navy appearantly and not in the army. Army Colonel = Navy Captain). Can this be arranged? Maybe? If not that's fine really. Just wondering.

[Lmpkio]

@BurningCold Also I'm guessing Hawthorne knows or maybe even fought alongside Alexander too huh?

[Dolerman]

Hawthorne Balthazar, First Class Firework Junkie and Staff Sergeant When He Feels The Need To Throw His Weight Around

Appearance

Name:
Hawthorne Balthazar

Origin:
The Northern Frontier

Height:
5’11’’

Weight:
164 lbs.

Backstory:
Hawthorne was only five years old when the Orio war began, and great bulks of the Frontier’s population began to march off to do battle with the Hylo Empire, personal motives varying but a larger guiding force apparent to all. Their people, the lifeblood of their homeland, had come under attack, and retribution was in order. Hawthorne’s mother, Corinna Balthazar, was one such soldier intent on clashing with the Therux and Hylo, while Hawthorne’s father, Orson Balthazar, ran Balthazar Constructions, a company that manufactured and supplied a large number of mechanized units to the government. It was reported that Balthazar mecha had the best performance rates in the army.

The son of this fierce warrior and shrewd businessman, Hawthorne inherited traits from both, as well as their bitter hatred towards the Hylo and Therux. When he turned fifteen, he joined the military himself as a mecha pilot. Having practiced in simulations in the years before, Hawthorne wasn’t going in truly green, but in real combat he was entirely untested.

Placed under his mother’s command, Hawthorne’s first real training session was to be frontline combat. Such was the state of the Frontier. He quickly distinguished himself as a skilled and level-headed, albeit impulsive pilot that seemed to have experience beyond his years.

So the years passed, and things continued as always. Soldiers killed and died, civilians bred and starved, and all Hawthorne had known was war. By this time, Hawthorne had been promoted to Sergeant, serving under his mother, the Staff Sergeant. The date was August 3rd, 2231, two days after Hawthorne’s birthday and the day that, as it seemed to Hawthorne, everything became unraveled. The Northern Frontier’s forces were preparing to fight a defensive battle against the Hylo-Therux alliance in the midst of an aggressive march that would mark the farthest north any significantly sized force would ever reach. The bloodbath that ensued left the snow below painted with blood and wreckage, with the Northern Frontier just barely standing victorious. There was nothing to celebrate, however. The losses were great and among them was Corinna Balthazar.

In recognition of his skill and valor upon the battlefield, it was Hawthorne who was chosen to become the new Staff Sergeant.

The ceremony was a hollow one.

During the last year of the Orio war, Hawthorne slowly became more and more unhinged, growing reckless and displaying numerous signs of depression. Each passing day was grueling. While he enjoyed a good fight, Hawthorne wanted nothing more than for the war to end, and the men serving under him agreed wholeheartedly whenever his opinions were voiced.

At long last, the three nations called for some sort of ceasefire, each ravaged by the war and a shadow of what they once were. Hawthorne too, was no longer his old self. Gone was the disciplined and level-headed soldier that could be counted on to do anything for his country. From that boy rose a man with his own agenda, all previous loyalties and vendettas seemingly cast aside, wild and reeking of danger.

For a person like him, the Outcast Guild seemed the perfect place to seek employment, and for the last two years he’s been working with them, pursuing his own hedonistic goals and filling his pockets.

Tactical Preference & Skills:
Hawthorne likes to come at his enemy with full force, beating them down before they’re able to lift a finger. If that doesn’t work, or doesn’t seem likely to work at all, he’ll take up a defensive position while trying to assess how best to neutralize his foe(s).

Quote:
“I bet if we both stabbed each other at the same time you’d die first.”

The Leonidas

Appearance

Name/Title:
Spartan MKII+ Custom Unit, “Leonidas”

Body & Type:
Humanoid Bipedal

Equipment & Armaments:

Hand Slot 1:
The right hand can retract and give way to a powerful drill with serrated edges, capable of shredding flesh and metal alike.

Hand Slot 2:
On the left side, Hawthorne has equipped the mech with a heavy duty shield, circular and the same color as it’s wielder, capable of withstanding most attacks.

Sub Weapon Slot:
Built into the underside of the right arm is what’s essentially a larger sub-machine gun, good against unarmored and lightly defended opponents, and targeting weak points on mecha, but not much else.

Shoulder/Back Spot:
Just behind the left shoulder is a retractable panel that can open up to allow a medium powered laser turret to surface. The right shoulder panel can launch fireworks.

Gadget Slot:
If a hasty escape, or a tactical advantage is needed, two small grills on the front of the mech can release large quantities of incredibly dense smoke, poisonous or non-poisonous depending on the mood he's in.

Additionally, if worst comes to worst, the Leonidas' spiked knuckles can act as an effective last resort against opponents.

Stats Scale:

Light/Heavy Body:
The Leonidas’ primary strengths are its powerful melee attacks and sturdy armor, though it is not entirely outclassed against quicker opponents. (8)

Accuracy & Tracking/Firepower:
With the Leonidas’ heavy frame and melee based attack style, Hawthorne saw it prudent to give his mech another way to combat lighter units. (3)

Air Mobility/Thrusters:
The powerful propulsion systems integrated towards the rear of the mech give it a good balance of speed and mobility, with a slight edge towards faster movement. (6)

Solo/Skirmisher:
Hawthorne has experience both working alone and as a part of a larger organized force, though the Leonidas’ specs make it unideal for stealth or infiltration based operations. (5)

Flavour Text:
The Leonidas was a gift from Hawthorne’s father to celebrate his promotion to Sergeant. Already a custom build, the mech was customized even further by Hawthorne throughout his years piloting it.

@BurningCold

Just add in his age, which i think is 25?

And hes good to go and approved for the characters tab.

[Dolerman]

Super shite W.I.P. but I'm done for the night. I have a lot of things to work out for his backstory, flesh out some motivations etc. and figure out who was at war with whom when. I'm taking liberties with some worldbuilding type stuff, but I think that was encouraged-if it's a problemo or anything needs to change, let me know. I'm pretty much assuming that dozens and dozens of conflicts were taking place during the Hylo-Therux war and the Great Orio (oreo?) War.

Renzo

Name: Renzo Adamar

Appearance

Age: 31
Origin: The Hylo Empire, currently Fortune Region
Height: 6'0
Weight: 170 lbs

Backstory:

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As tensions increased between the Northern Frontier and the Hylo Empire, the Adamar family contemplated immigrating to the Fortune Region where many manufacturing jobs were available as the two great nations began stockpiling weapons. When the corporations discovered deposits of the miracle-fuel Elementum in Fortune, they decided to leave the Empire. They settled in a small industrial city where Renzo's father found work as a welder and mechanic. His mother, a school teacher back in the Empire made money tutoring children of the slums and translating letters.

When war finally erupted between the Northern Frontier and the Hylo Empire, Renzo was 16 and on a track to engineering school, but those plans were derailed after the Colossi Day Attack by unmarked mechs that targeted 6 industrial cities in the Fortune Region. Various terrorist cells took credit for the attacks that killed 87,000 civilians, but many pundits and online sources suspect the Hylo Empire may have had a hand in the attack-which mainly targeted 3rd party industrial sites that were selling arms, ammunition and Elementum products to Northern Frontier Corporations. Renzo's father and mother were both killed.

After a year of grieving, Renzo joined the Fortune Region Gendarmery, A militia of armed soldier-citizens that provided their own weapons and mechs to patrol and protect the border. Renzo would gain basic knowledge of combat and combat tactics in the Gendarmery, after which he found himself back in the Hylo Empire working with a defense contractor that was doing major operations within the Northern Frontier and covertly in the Therux Region.

Operation Artichoke
Artichoke was a highly classified mission bought and payed for by the Hylo Empire to enter Therux Airspace, antagonize a military response and then slip back into Hylo Territory. Because of the treaty signed between the two nations, Operation Artichoke was a highly classified mission. The mission was to last 18 weeks and detect response times at 8 different boundary locations. The Empire employed the private defense contractor CLASSIFIED for the operation with limited success.

After Artichoke and the dissolution of the CLASSIFIED company, Renzo signed on with the newly formed Fortune Freedom Army that was combating separatists in Desert Sector. After 9 months, Renzo received a Combat Valor recommendation for wounds sustained.

Tactical Preference & Skills:
Quote:

Text Color: 3CB371

War Glove

War Glove

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Rygel-Noma Corporation

Body & Type:Humanoid Bipedal
Equipment & Armaments :

Hand Slot 1:
Hand slots are big enough for Medium Sized Rifles, Shoutguns, Small Rocket Launchers, Large Melee Weapons, Large Shields, Small Grenade Launchers Etc and up to 8 small explosives

Hand Slot 2:
Same as above. If you wish to hold a Large Weapon such as a Minigun, LMG, Multi Missile Launcher, Or High Powered Rifle or a Plasma Cannon you will have sacrifice both hand slots for one of these weapons.

Sub Weapon Slot:
This slot can carry pistols, small submachine guns, small melee weapons, buckler shields and up to 2 small explosives.

Shoulder/Back Spot:
Can hold a shoulder mounted weapon such as a small missile salvo, gatling gun, or an EMP launcher etc.

Gadget Slot: This can be something like a smoke bomb, misslile flares, Laser Cutter, Or an enhanced tracker etc

Stats Scale

Light/Heavy Body: 5

Accuracy & Tracking/FIrepower: 7

Air Mobility/Thrusters: 5

Solo/Skirmisher: Solo

Flavour Text:
A litt bit of background on the Mech, development history or specifics.

@Polybius

Yes that assumption is correct, there are small skirmishes happening all the time, some were connectected to the huge wars but some are just a part of everyday. There is a lot of room to have your own creative input on the world building.

[BurningCold]

@Dynamo Frokane Age has been added, 25 is correct.

@Lmpkio It's quite possible that they knew of each other. The Balthazars were/are a somewhat high profile group in the Northern Frontier (with the exception of Hawthorne, who's mostly managed to get away from the spotlight).

If you intended for Alexandar to be an enlisted man, the rank of Sergeant First Class might be suitable, giving the number of years he's served and his capabilities (That's the next step from Staff Sergeant).

If you intended for him to be an officer, a Major or Lieutenant Colonel would be more likely, I'd wager. It takes about 20+ years of service to become a Colonel, typically.

If you're curious about any of these roles, here you are:
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prntscr.com/cx37sf

Either way, it's entirely possible that Hawthorne and his mother fought alongside or served under Alexandar, and he may have been the one to promote Hawthorne to Sergeant and Staff Sergeant, depending on if you choose to be an officer or not (This is war my military knowledge gets a bit fuzzy, but I'd say it's plausible). How Alexandar feels about the man Hawthorne is and was however, is all up to you.

[FallenTrinity]

@BurningCold@Lmpkio

Since Nathaniel is from There, any chance he ran into either one of you on his ops? Possibly caused him to loose his natural legs in the process ( asking so I can expand my character's story and possible relationships with others)

[Lmpkio]

@FallenTrinity Alexander looks like a big Russian shaved bear that can rip some legs off... ;)

(But yeah I'm sure he has ran into our characters at least once)

[FallenTrinity]

@Lmpkio

Is his gattling gun named Sasha? (Laugh track plays)

No but in all seriousness I really like Alexander, He's gonna be a big scary man. Make all others babies. Big babies! Wahhhhhhhh CRY SOME MORE!!!

[Lmpkio]

@Lmpkio

Is his gattling gun named Sasha? (Laugh track plays)

No but in all seriousness I really like Alexander, He's gonna be a big scary man. Make all others babies. Big babies! Wahhhhhhhh CRY SOME MORE!!!

@FallenTrinity

Lol I might give it a name, a different one that is, but yeah it'll be funny if I decided on it XD (I love TF2 btw)

And scary he is XD

[FallenTrinity]

Captain Nathaniel James Mason II, 98th Recon Battlion of the Therux Special Forces, J Company

While Captain of the 98th Recon Battalion, J Company

Presently

He also wears a lengthy chain with seventy-three 7.62x52 rounds hanging from the chain itself, signifying the amount of high value targets he has killed during his tours.

Name: Cpt Nathaniel James Mason II

Age: 38
Origin: Therux State
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 140lbs

Backstory:
Age Seventeen: Nathaniel follows in his fathers footsteps (General Nathaniel J. Mason) and volunteers for the Therux Mechanized Armed Forces (TMAF). Completes boot camp and continues on into advanced training as Therux MM32 (Mechanized Mechanics).

Age Eighteen:War is declared. Nathan requests transfer into special operations MSO-44 (Mechanized Special Operations) training. Enters into MSO training a few months later and begins training in mk2 Prysm class mech for 8 months.

Age Nineteen: Sees combat first hand in the Epsilon District of Therux 121 miles away from capital. Earns first kill and Purple Heart

Timeskip

By the age of twenty five he had been apart of many missions all over the lands. Although much of his time was spent closer to Lens Mira, a fault line that ran in between the NF and Therux but cut in towards Hylo. There, his missions were rather simple (Will explain more in IC) but effective. It was later into the war did he stumble across the "Great Heavy" (as those in Jackal Company called him), a mech piloted by Captain Alexander of the Northern Frontier. A heavy firefight had ensued during his mission when he had encountered the Great Heavy, who had shot his cockpit, nearly killing Nathaniel in the process after taking off his legs. He was quickly EVACed out and removed from service. It wasn't until months later did he return back to his regular command after much debate and talk, bionics replacing his natural ones.

Years later on two separate missions deep within both Hylo and Frontier territory did he lose his left and right arm with part of his lung and kidney but not before taking down 26 of the opposition, giving time for reinforcements to come. A few more years had gone by before the war came to a close leaving Nathaniel to deal with some public backlash when one of his mission details had gone viral throughout the public media. He was asked for interviews, audio clips and many other things but as per usual he remained silent and despite the back lash he received he was still one of the more decorated soldiers of the war and considered the "Deadliest Therux Pilot to date." He has always claimed he was just doing as directed and refuses still to talk about his work. However, if one is handy with technology, one could dig up his past and uncover the blackness that was Jackal Company.

Tactical Preference & Skills: 17 Years Combat experience, 54 Missions, Confirmed 348 Kills (21% High Value Targets), Excels in stealth and infiltration operations.

Quote: "And with the silent night shrouding my form, I shall raise the messenger of death and once it has spoken I will then fade into the shadows like a phantom, never to be scene again but most definitely to be heard again."

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STA-0317 MkII+ "Spectre"

Name/Title: Surveillance and Target Acquisition Model 0317 Mark II+ [Codename: "Spectre"]

Appearance :

Body & Type: Humanoid Bipdeal

Equipment & Armaments :

Hand Slot:
-225mm MERC-0317 "Severence" Smoothbore Silenced (Works in Conjuntion with GenTech AS-860i OPCES)
-Payload includes: DU rounds, HVAP, HVAPC, HESH and HESHC rounds (Rounds can be tracer or non-tracer)
Sub Weapon Slot:
-Silenced 60mm Vulcan hand cannon (20 rounds per mag 4 magazines total)
-Payload includes: Hollow point, FML and AP
Shoulder/Back Spot:
-Shoulder Situation Multipurpose Launchers (Shoulder Fired, Right Shoulder: Smoke, Flares, Incendiary)
-Shoulder mounted 30mm Gattling Gun (Shoulder Fired, Left Shoulder)
Gadget Slot:
-GenTech AS-860i OPCES (5th Generation Combat systems with built in jamming system, low output/high effeciency radio and long and short range scanners. Comes with multiple optical settings; Infared, Night-vision, Thermal and zoom and offers the classic)
- (Stats Scale:

Light/Heavy Body: 4

Accuracy & Tracking/Firepower: 2

Air Mobility/Thrusters: 5

Solo/Skirmisher: (Solo) 4
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Disclosed Information of Phantom class mech, Codename "Spectre"

Spectre was originally designed to replace the current MkII Nero Class heavy weapon assault mech and the MkII Blitz Class assault mech because of its lighter yet stronger frame and its dual hybrid reactors giving the mech a larger payload while allowing for greater mobility and speed. However, due to the cost of making said mech (Roughly 2.5 Billion Theros) only around 100 were made compared to the 10,000 that were ordered. Pilots of these mechs had to have a near flawless record and pass the necessary tests to even be considered for said mech. Thousands of pilots had applied and trained for said mech but only one hundred were chosen, most of rank first lieutenant and up who had experience on the field.

Theme songs (Sorta in order of his time in the military):
"My name is Captain Nathaniel James Mason II, 98th Recon Battalion, Jackal Company. I look forward to serving you all as Captain and I will try my very best to protect you all."

[url=http://[url=youtube.com/watch?v=TLV4_xaYynY]Hey Captain! "Yeah" Permission to- "Just fucking say I, Stevens. Ya haven't shut up since Eagle's Peak." *Laughter heard on Comms* Well, do you think that this war is even worth the trouble that Colonel Rutger and command are putting us through? I mean, I'm a highly trained, ace pilot of a mark two point oh phantom with 12 successful missions under my belt, shouldn't I be on the front lines commanding some folk, charging in as the tip of the spear? "...Stevens?" Yes sir? "You really need to work on your gripping skills." *More laughter through comms*[/url]

"We lost a valuable and caring little brother. Corporal Francis Stevens. Hehh, "Mighty Mouth Stevens" Kepler used to call him.

Captain sir! "Call me Nate" Uhhh...Nate, sir? "What?" Are we going in? Colonel Rutger and Command- "Fuck'em! They're not out here seeing what I'm seeing...Let's go!"

"I gave you a direct order to hold Mason and you refused to fol- "AS GENERAL PIERCE GAVE YOU THE ORDER TO MOVE IN WITHOUT 88th INFANTRY TO SUPPORT AND YOU REFUSED TO FOLLOW HIS, SIR!" Who do you think your talking to Mason!? "THE POT, WHOSE CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK, With all DUE respect, sir!"

*Looks out towards the smoke and dust filled battfield to see as the dust settles and the smoke clears that only 4 others survived*

*Sits in recliner, staring at a glass of whiskey on the rocks before glancing over at his old company's picture, his eyes wearily scanning over the faces crossed out before downing the glass and pouring another.*

Sigh...Another mission...another life taken before its time. Then again who am I to judge those who await judgement for my time is upon me. It's merely a matter not of when but who will be the one to cut the tether to my life strings.

[FallenTrinity]

@Lmpkio


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