Name: Raymond Chase

AKA: Ray, Cap, Atlas, The Marauder

Age: 27

Race: Human

Appearance: [hider=Raymond] [img]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bw6VkhPIEAAEXU-.jpg:large[/img][/hider]


Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Leader, Ace fighter pilot, and his military experience has also made him a jack of all trades.

Bio: [hider=His Story]Unlike a lot of humans out there now a days, I was born on Earth. A modest, humble place in the heart of the United States named Colorado. I never met my dad, but mom assured me and my sister that he was the greatest man she ever met. We came from the long line of explorers. Our family line went all the way back to Leif Erikson, and our great great great great great grandfather was on board the first space shuttle out of our solar system... But that was on my father's side, and he left a long time ago. My mom became broken. A drunk, a drug user... so it left me to take care of my mom and little sister... And then He showed up. My father's apparent best friend started to get friendlier and friendlier with my mom, and soon enough he became my stepdad. He was a disgrace of a man. He did nothing but smoke, drink, yell at my mom, and when he wasn't doing that he was beating me for standing up for her.

But my mother never left. Maybe if she knew the fate of my dad she would have done something... but her sadness weighed her down, left her the broken pieces of the woman she once was... I started to rebel against my step dad. I would steal from his wallet, make my "attacks" on him look like accidents, I would often get in fights with people and give them my step dad's name as mine to see if they would come to our house and start beating the shit out of him. It never worked. 

One night I came home after school to find... m-my mother in a bloody mess on the ground, my sister crying with a bloody nose, and the stench of liquor filling my nose as I saw my step dad over them. I fought back. My mom said I was so much like my father. Strong, brave, willing to step up and do the right thing... But as I fought my step dad, I thought if my dad was so great, then why did he leave his family with this man.

That was the start of my criminal record. After that my step father never pressed charges on me, my mom said it was all an accident, but he sent me to a military school... At the Spire, the Galactic Committee's headquarters. Turns out I come from a long line of important soldiers in the Chase family, so they were eager to take me in. I never considered myself a soldier, but the more I got compared to my father, the more I got angry with him. He sounded perfect, too good to be true, and yet my mother was a raging alcoholic, my sister was afraid to leave the house, and I was thousands of lightyears away to do anything to protect them. So to me, Todd Chase wasn't that special.

I was one of the top in my class when I eventually graduated, and had my own squadron and ship. We were a peace keeping unit that dealt with new interactions with alien colonies, or any hate crime distributions. One of the Committee's enemies planned a terrorist attack on a new allied colony accepting to join the Committee. The aftermath of the battle had My whole squadron dead, except me, but I didn't leave uninjured. My left hand had a horrible shake now, and nicknamed Atlas for withstanding so much pain and punishment during the battle.

I was put on medical leave, to go back home and see my mom and sister again.

I came home to find out the worst news you could ever get. Jamie Chase, My mother, apparently "fell down the stairs" and passed away two years ago. One year after that, my step father wasted the family inheritance, and he was so unstable to protect my sister they took her away. She blamed me for not staying, and she refused to tell me where she was... My step father ruined my life. 

I wanted to fight him, to kill the man who murdered my mother and took away my baby sister... But I didn't. My left arm was too badly hurt, My heart felt hollow, and so I left without another word to the man... The next morning the Committee police were at my door, and I was charged the the murder of my step dad, and my next door neighbors. I was court marshaled, found guilty of my crimes, and sent to a maximum security prison known as The Rock.

I was 22 at this time. I was broken myself. I hated my step father. I hated that I was in this prison for a crime that I didn't do but wish I did. I was mad at the Committee for finding the wrong guy, for throwing me here after my years of service to them... But most importantly, I was mad at my dad. Wherever he was, I hoped he was miserable with the fact that he left his perfect family behind, and I hoped he found out that his wife was dead, his daughter was traumatized, and his son was in jail. I hoped that crushed him more than it crushed me.

Then the Committee came to my cell. They offered me another chance to make myself something other than a husk in a cell. They offered me a ship, a chance to lead. To be a Stellar Explorer. They told me it was a suicide mission, that I would most likely die within days by some terrorist party out there, or getting swallowed up in some giant plant on some planet... But a part of me held an idiotic concept. I had hope that I would be able to clear my name. Or to find my father. Or to see my sister again... I accepted, and I was the proud owner of my new Assault-Class Exploration ship, "The Monroe."

I was assigned a team, my natural leadership skills and my time in the military made them trust me, but.. My time in the COMMITTEE military left me in some tension with some of the crew. That soon faded when we survived our first assignment... Fighting a fleet of invisible ant-men type aliens on a remote planet surrounded by quick sand. Our reputation grew mission after mission. Whether it be planet data collection, or recon strikes. We became the best exploration team in the galaxy, and got the title: The Marauders.

It's not been an easy ride. I've made close friends, and I've lost many of them. There are some old seasoned veterans on the team, and new guys. I would do anything to keep them safe, and I continue my search for my father, and have been pestering the Committee to let me see my sister again... I've never told anyone about my past. All they know is that I was put away for killing my step dad and neighbors... And yet they trust me. I will protect my ship, and my crew with my life... But there are only a very select few that know about my past and my alternate goals, though. Maybe my past will come back to haunt me... But for now, I'll go along with this ride... I'm with great people, and although we are technically on a suicide mission, I've had some fun. What can I say? A group of crazies and criminals do know how to have a good time.[/hider]


Personality: Contrary to many criminal stereotypes, Ray is Noble, Brave, and headstrong. He can be a smartass, especially to the Committee. He hides his past with jokes and sarcasm, and he takes his role as the leader very seriously. Extremely loyal to all his crew mates, and has a very strong sense of protection-- especially towards children and mothers. Ever since he lost his squad when he served in the committee he feels like every casualty taken on his crew is solely his fault, and it wears him down no matter how well he hides it.

Weapon(s) : An old Colt Revolver that has been modified to shoot elemental bullets. It has been in the Chase family for a very long time. Raymond also has a combat glove, the knuckles are equipped with G-force technology, when it makes contact with an opponent it sends a mach-speed punch, producing a large bass-y boom as well. The glove also is able to produce an electric whip that can expand up to ten feet.

Star-Fighter: [hider= Raven]

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One of the first generation star-fighters, Raymond first flew Raven during his time in the Military, when he was put in charge of the Marauders he found out that his fighter was sent to be scrapped. During a mission to recover intel from a wreck on a junk planet, he found his old ship sitting there to rot. He managed to fly it back to the Monroe and patched it up over the three years of being a Marauder.[/hider]

Family/Relationship?: Has a strong and complicated relationship with the Monroe's Doctor, Luirae Driani. They have known each other ever since the two joined, she's the only one who knows the true story of what happened to Raymond. Although most of the crew notices Ray's attraction to the doctor, his past and his sentence keeps him from saying anything to anyone.

Other: Has a scar on his upper lip from his step father, and due to his military days whenever he stands still for too long his left hand starts to shake.

For being on "The Rock", Raymond has a nasty "M" that was burned into his skin on the side of his neck, the mark of a murderer.