[hider=Pilot] [center][h2]Percy Moore[/h2] [img]http://orig07.deviantart.net/21fb/f/2015/284/4/c/percy_by_adparis-d9crk3m.png[/img] [/center] Nicknames: Pierce (for no real reason other than calling him 'Purse' would sound weird) Background: He was born into a very average family in Smith's Rest, but his parents died soon after he moved out because of disease and the lack of medicine for the disease. He then met a rather nice woman named Laura who worked as a sort of 'mechanic', settled down and married, then had his daughter, Ana. Again, tragedy struck when his wife died in an accident when his daughter was maybe a few months old. He's a single father that would willingly walk through Hell and back if it meant his daughter would be safe. He signed up to be a pilot because he was in need of the money for his daughter. He hesitated at first, not knowing what NCs really even were at that time. After reading the poster more thoroughly, he saw the promised money.. Call it greed if you'd like, but he saw it more as a way to ensure he and his daughter would live as comfortably as she's able in a post-apocalyptic world. Maybe even get a guard dog.. Age: 29, but he looks more like he's in his mid-30s. Personality: He's painfully shy, but once you get to know him and become friends, he's very laid back and calm... Most of the time, at least. He tends to exhibit mild paranoia, constantly looking out of the window to make sure nobody's peeking in, locking and relocking doors, etc. When he's stressed, he tends to overestimate the issue, panic, and even cry, sometimes. Eventually the stress gets to a point he's angry-crying, and that is not a pretty sight in the slightest... So he tries to avoid getting to that point. As a pilot, he would eventually turn into very much a team player, after meeting his crew. He might take to the younger recruits more so than those his age, however. Appearance: With a mildly-above average physique and muscle toning, you could say he's somewhat attractive. He's also a redhead and has freckles all over his body. His hair is usually cut fairly short and he doesn't really care enough to style it, so it looks a little bit messy and shaggy. His eyes are gray-blue-ish and dark. He's usually wearing something simple and comfortable, like a t-shirt and jeans, but he has a light tan colored button up for more formal situations, and a tacky green jacket for the cold of Alaska. He also wears two plain silver rings- the ring on his left was his wife's, the ring on his right is his own. As a pilot, he would wear the uniform given - if there was a given uniform, that is. If there's not a given uniform, he would wear something that fit tightly but not uncomfortably, so then nothing gets caught on any electronics or switches. Tactical Preferences: He's flexible as long as it's discussed [i]before[/i] going out into the mission.. as long as he's not too too close. He's more of a support than a front-liner. Sniping or just sticking close to the team using firearms is more his style. Skills: Out of the bot, he has a decent aim with his pistol. He's also very observant - his paranoia problem isn't all bad. Other Things of Note: He has a very strange skill - juggling objects. The most he can juggle is maybe 4 or 5. He drinks, but he almost always regrets it afterwards - hangovers [i]suck[/i] He's actually embarrassed of his hair being red, and would probably blush if you mentioned it. He's a dickhead when he's tired. Let sleeping Percys lie. Text Color: [color=lightgray]LightGray[/color], or [color=d3d3d3]d3d3d3[/color] [hider=Percy's NC] Codename: Papa Mike [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/a6/c1/69/a6c169bc020c436828c8854c1e95e63b.jpg[/img] Appearance: Standard Fairbanks-Model. Clunky and blocky. Metallic black paint with white accents. Might be a little dinged up, but he doesn't mind too much as long as it's functional. Body-Plan: Bipedal Type/Quality: It's designed to be semi-proficient at most tasks, but it's not perfect. The thrusters are a little bit messed up and are prone to frizzing out. Again, Percy doesn't mind it - he's not going to be doing a lot of hovering around. He'd only use the thrusters to dash away from enemy fire. Equipment: Stock neural computer, slightly damaged but still functional thrusters, and slightly above average generator. Armaments: Standard Fairbanks-Model rifle (50 rounds per magazine, mid-range) Standard Fairbanks-Model laser blade (melee, standard white in color) Small Standard Fairbanks-Model missile launcher on the back (3 missile burst, long-range) General Description/Notes: It's a very plain NC, not really meant for one specific job. Even if it's dinged up, it's still functional.. might be prone to a lock up mid-mission though. [/hider] [/hider] [hider=Secondary Player Character] [center][h2]Ana Moore[/h2] [img]http://orig03.deviantart.net/4572/f/2015/284/0/4/ana_by_adparis-d9crao9.png[/img] [/center] Nicknames: n/a Background: Being only seven, she hasn't exactly accomplished much. She knows that her mother is dead, but it doesn't exactly affect her much.. A mother figure would be nice to have, though, she wouldn't deny that. She does well in school, getting mostly As and Bs. Age: 7 Personality: More outgoing than her father is, but she has her bouts of shyness, much like everyone else. She's picking up some paranoid behaviors from her father, like checking her bedroom door lock, for example. She also has a tendency to daydream and wonder what life might have been like before Burrows, or colonies, or any of the war.. She imagines it was nice. Appearance: She's also freckled and has red hair which is cut short and with bangs so her hair isn't completely in the way. She took after her mother, having green eyes that are full of life and wonder. She's a little bit underweight, but not concerningly so. She has a very tiny, almost unnoticeable scar on her nose from hitting her face into a door-frame when she was little. She wears her father's old clothes from when he was her age and some worn-looking sneakers, but She has a cute striped white-and-pink sweater for the cold, and she has a slightly dingy purple dress and some simple black dress shoes she could wear for more formal situations. Other Things of Note: She's a bit clumsy and tends to trip over herself. When she was five, she stole a box of crayons from school.. She said they were given to her. She was never found out and still has them. She's very much a dog person. If there's any dogs in Smith's Rest, you can be certain she has pet them. Text Color: [color=violet]Violet[/color], or [color=ee82ee]ee82ee[/color] [/hider] [hider=Tertiary Character] [center][h2]Zach Young[/h2][/center] Nicknames: Jack (long story cut short - Percy's fucking deaf sometimes) Background: Was a close friend of Laura's (Percy's deceased wife) before she died. He's become the go-to guy for Percy to call when Ana needs to be babysat. Age: 32, looks his age. Personality: Unlike Percy, he's not afraid to speak his mind, and he's much more laid back. He hates that Ana's caught some of her father's paranoid behaviors, and, in private, has made it very clear to Percy that he needs to prove there's nothing to be afraid of. Appearance: White male, not too muscular. Usually is sporting a goatee. Light blue eyes. Usually is wearing two long sleeved shirts with a brown coat - he does not like the cold of Alaska one. bit. Other Things of Note: none at the moment Text Color: [color=IndianRed]IndianRed[/color], or [color=CD5C5C]CD5C5C[/color] [/hider]