Name:
Luis "Barman" Barreto

Country of origin:
Venezuela

Class:
Bombardier


Appearance:
Luis is a casual man. He likes to wear jeans and t-shirts whenever possible and dislikes formal clothing. He keeps his hair short and shaves once every week in order to keep a professional appearance. He's not a particularly muscular man when compared to other, more "meaty", people in Griffin, but what he has in the way of muscle is exceptionally strong due to his customised training programme.

Bio:
The first world never paid much attention to people like Luis, inhabitants of a reality lower than theirs, who had to struggle and fight every day just to make sure they had breakfast and dinner. Indeed, Luis never paid them much attention either and his entire world consisted of working odd jobs and dealing in shady business in order to stay afloat.

Many of his friends had fled the country long ago, as soon as they'd graduated from Highschool, but Luis' position didn't allow that. His family was just too poor to afford the plane ticket out for every member, so instead they sent one first, his sister. After a few months, she sent them money from the first world, which allowed Luis' mother to leave. But that was that. After that, the country's telecommunications fell and nobody was able to reach outside. He and his father were stuck in Hell.

Luis never finished University because professors disappeared and fled en masse. He never found a stable job that provided enough money to pay rent, let alone buy food either. Bit by bit, he fell into a dark world that got even darker as a cold civil war erupted between those that wanted to live a better life and those that affiliated with the corrupt government.

One day, the communications were repaired. But what they saw wasn't the face of their corrupt government on the few TVs that were left. They saw a person that decreed herself the representative of the "Entidad de Aparecimiento". Over time, they arrived in greater numbers and the land was healed and the cities shined like Luis had never seen.

Yet this was not Heaven. At first he had supported the new group and had thanked them for uplifting their lives, but when he realized that the group was helping the government loyalists as well, he turned his back to them.

Years passed and due to his rebellious attitude, Luis had fallen back down through the cracks of society. Only this time he wasn't going to just take whatever punishment he was given. He'd dish it out as well. He tracked down an agent of an organization named Griffin through his ever-dwindling network of contacts and saved him from an Emergence Entity hunter, earning himself a place as a member of the Resistance.

Personality:
Luis is a man that cares little for social status, treating both billionaires and the homeless the same way, which is cold and ruthless to those that expect everything to be handed to them and warm to those that fight and have a will of their own. Having lived in extreme poverty for most of his life, being a member of Griffin is a direct upgrade to his lifestyle. After all, food and lodging is guaranteed. He hates the government of his home country to the bone so when he figured out the EE wasn't eradicating the gov loyalists and intead were helping them, he snapped and vowed to destroy them. Nobody that gives aid to parasites like those deserves to step a foot on his Earth.

Name: John Paul Ong
Country of origin: Philippines
Class (AKA Specialty): Bombardier


Bio: John Paul Ong was born in the Philippines to a middle class family. He was a generic boy from the country, seemingly complacent and very reserved, but that was not the case. He was quiet, yes, but that wasn't the case when his patience reached its rather low boiling point. John Paul's high school friends were few, and yet, he was revered by many for being different in a good way, as well as intelligent. He was unlike many of his peers, spending their days on gadgets and television shows that he deemed worthless to him. Instead, he immersed himself in books and conversations with his closest friends. One friend in particular introduced him to the world of guns, while John Paul introduced him to the world of warfare, which he considered his forte. The two conversed for days on end, until John Paul managed to get his hands on his first real gun: an H&K MP5. He enjoyed it, and it shaped the way he thought about tactics and strategy in general.

He had joined law school after graduating from high school, excelling in his grades. However, on the very first week classes started, John Paul joined the ROTC with this friend of his. He made up for his thin frame with his strict discipline. Three quarters of the way through college, the entire government was seemingly changed over the course of a few weeks, despite the term limits of each official having not yet expired. The new leader of the country was a woman, gentle in her speech, with a kind facade. It was uncanny. She told the entire nation that she merely represented a movement called the Emergence Entity. This empire of paranormal entities was disgusting to John Paul. He learned to not trust the unknown, much less an unknown civilisation from the depths of space. His usual reaction to things that disgusted him or reeked of the unknown used to be to pour any flammable liquid onto it and set it on fire. Unfortunately, he doubted that he could find enough gasoline to set an entire alien civilisation on fire. Yet, they brought peace. It was still way too uncanny.

John Paul absolutely disliked the idea of a utopia. Despite his reserved facade, deep inside, he sought conflict. It was human nature, he reasoned, to not be at peace. They were being played like a damned fiddle. Even his own beloved Motherland was swallowed up and integrated into the Emergence Entity. That was, to him, the last straw. He abandoned his practice of law, and joined the military just to escape from the madness. To him, resistance against what he deemed foreign occupiers was not yet an option. After training, he was stationed in the deepest and darkest jungles of the Philippine archipelago, hunting down guerrillas and terrorists until even they stopped fighting. When they were eventually given the order to stand down a few years later, he ran off, sick and tired of the propaganda. He had chosen instead to enter the provinces with his siblings, where his parents retired off to, buying a plot of land and a farm. They lived in relative peace (as peaceful as someone like Johnny here could live) for a few years until the dawn of the year 2035. Amongst those who wanted freedom and sovereignty from their subjugators, the word spread like wildfire: a resistance movement called Griffin had been formed. In accordance with his instincts, John Paul joined, and he fought with renewed vigour.

Personality: When one first looks upon John Paul Yao, first impressions usually are the same: he was a quiet man, rather thin but not too much, generic-looking, hair always neatly-combed. To an extent, his style of always wearing fancy clothes mirrored a part of his personality, the more esoteric, the well-calculated, smart, and orderly personality. He was a good orator despite his silence, delivering speeches like the great orators, like a Mussolini or a Churchill. Beyond the orderly appearance lies an entirely different entity. Deep inside is a very choleric soul with a dream to conquer. In fact, as a child, his dream consisted of conquering the world by military means. He had come from a very pious family of Catholics. He was one, as well, and he kept the faith for a long time, but hasn't practiced it much over the years. In fact, he was once accused of being a fascist for his overall attitude and outlook on life. Before the Emergence Entity, well, emerged, he was deeply nationalistic, and studied warfare through books. When he first found out about the Xenos, he was livid. Why would humanity decide to befriend some foreign thing? The Philippines stood their ground against a superpower's economic subjugation of his entire country only a few years earlier, but then the government betrayed the country and sold everything to an alien civilisation! He showed his outrage by wasting five magazines' worth of 9mm Parabellum into a tree, then attempting to hack it down with a machete when he ran out of bullets until he wasted nearly all of his energy.

He also despised the idea of utopianism. He sees it adverse to human nature. He tried to make up for the lack of struggle in the cities by joining the army, but even that ended. His new struggle came in the form of farming. He harboured deep hatred, but the fires of such hatred laid low when he was in the province, until finally, the chance to liberate his people finally came. He used his oratory skills to once again gather fellow recruits from the village he resided in to join Griffin. He would free his country from Xenos subjugation, or he would die trying. There would be no compromise. While Griffin was a counter-guerrilla and a guerrilla during his service in the army, he was still possessed by his belief that superior firepower makes right, and so, joined as a Bombardier.