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[b]Pilot Character Sheet[/b]

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Name:[/b][/color] 
Chelsea Rain Steiner

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Age:[/b][/color]
19

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Gender:[/b][/color]
Female

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Appearance:[/b][/color]

[url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fc/0b/49/fc0b4948d03daa5527fb19f8b9aed19c.jpg]Ashley[/url] [color=silver]stands at 5’4” with beautiful dark blonde hair, which she always wears in pigtails if she didn’t will be passed her lower back. Her reddish amber eyes, show a unbrailed determination, which she wants to protect her homeland from the people who are invading it. She enjoys fighting with her fists most of the time, which usually involved her getting into trouble mostly.

The clothes she usually wears show she’s a bit of a punk, which shows a side of living alone. She has a straight body type, which is also athletic. She only shows her softer side to people who get to know her since she’s a pretty much a softie at heart. She was focused on the one thing she wanted to do and that’s to protect Haven from the invaders, in terms of her body language showed.

She has a scar on her left eye, which usually messes with her vision sometimes. It only makes her have to shut that eye for a bit since it gets irritated from blinking too much. Her other body language shows, which is usually she keeps her hands in her pockets and she paces a bit. Her flight suit is similar to the colors on her favorite clothes she usually wears yellowish gold, black and white, and the flight suit helmet is red, which has a golden tinted reflective visor.

The only thing that usually doesn’t change in her whole appearance, is her smile since she has always enjoyed a fight. Her hand to eye coordination is only as good as long as she doesn’t blink too many times. When she speaks, she has a slight hint of an accent but she’s pretty much able to be fully understand no matter what.[/color]

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Personality:[/b][/color]

[color=silver]Before, she learned of her parents weaknesses. She always had a kind and gentle reaction to most things in her life. However, that all changed when she was twelve years old and was badly beaten by people, which hated her coward of a mother and her equally. Even though the whole ordeal from what happened to her causes her to have night terrors and nightmares of that day, just in more of a graphic detail. She lost her way because she couldn’t figure out what she wanted to do but one thing was to make sure that didn’t happen again.

Her whole being of self is literally has a grudge against her mother’s lack of resolve, when she showed up at the hospital. Her mother didn’t do anything to calm her nerves about being beaten up by 5 guys, who were older than her. Something in her mind, just snapped, which caused her to distance herself from her parents. She gained a bit of a hateful streak to her parents, she would call her mother everything under the sun. However, when she stopped calling her mother, mother and started calling her by her first name only. She didn’t know she hurt her mother’s feelings since she’s always crying or deathly afraid of everything under the sun.

She highly determined to not be called a coward alike her mother specifically is. Her mother’s fear of the NCs. Which caused her to be one of the most opposite in that case since being afraid of something that could crush you no matter what is foolish. She wanted to be an NC pilot from the get go so everyone can see a Steiner can not be a coward, however she was a bit too thickheaded, since she needed training to pilot one. 

One thing you could say, she kinda regrets was her choice to run away without telling her parents where she went. However, because of that reason she wouldn’t have met Priscilla, who was a kind older than her, which was the only member of Priscilla’s Haven of Comfort. She looked up to the one who took her in, since she was kind and gentle. And had a different way of doing things than most other gangs or group of thugs in Haven proper. She was a softie at heart, which is why she wants to protect her homeland from Red-Star.

Priscilla and her were fast friends, which is one of the reasons why she gained a pretty tough exterior. Even though, her being a little softie didn’t help the fact that Priscilla teased her much throughout the five years they were together. People who didn’t know her in Priscilla’s Haven of Comfort, would have a while to crack her exterior to get to know her better.

However, one event, which made her reconcile with her mother Leslie. The death of Priscilla, which died in a hospital bed and told her to not hate her mother like she does. Every single thing in her life had never been worse, she cried and cried throughout the whole event. She saw the life of her only friend, Priscilla pass in front of her eyes. However, when she returned to the hideout of Priscilla. She saw her mother there taking care of the less fortunate girls in the group. She regret telling Priscilla she loved her, which hurt her a bit more than seeing her mother.

She was shocked at seeing her mother have resolve in her voice and actually speaking to her, instead of crying. However, the one thing that made her a bit happy, was be a NC pilot for her friend and her family. Her mother shocked her, which was a bit shocking, Priscilla was her cousin. The last living cousin, who just died awhile ago.

She was a bit confused at her attractions, even more so since she was in love with her cousin. She’s not really able to put them confidently into words. She blushes, which usually causes her to lose her footing and fall on her face. In the most embarrassing of ways, it doesn’t help she didn’t talk about this to her mother even after she reconciled with her. She hasn’t really had enough time to talk to her parents since she’s training to be an NC pilot and to do her part for Haven against Red-Star. Or in this case, she is already a pilot of a Field Repair & Salvager Mech, which she nicknamed the Fixer.[/color]

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Backstory:[/b][/color]

[color=silver]Chelsea was born in the year 2558 to her father Austin L. Steiner and her mother, which is named Leslie Raina Steiner. The Steiner Family was pretty much middle class within Haven, even though they did have their troubles throughout the onset. Austin and his wife primarily supported the DUPH, the largest political party in Haven. They were extremely happy they had their daughter in a Haven Hospital. Chelsea was a wealthy baby when she was born, it was almost as if it was fate she would be born.

Her parents are pretty much cool with how things are in the entire Haven, since it is the only democracy stronghold on the planet as it is now. Her mother Leslie had a unrelenting fear of the NCs, which made her pretty much useless around them. In terms, her mother would outright be unable to concentrate on anything, since this fear and how she acted she was honorably discharged from service since her unrelenting fear. Out of everything, this made Chelsea’s life growing up a bit of a nightmare for her.

Chelsea was walking home from doing an errand, which was around being twelve or thirteen. She can’t really exactly remember since she’s still a bit emotionally scarred from this event. What happened is she got approached by some pretty much at least 5 year older males, which were a bit annoyed at her family for just existing. There was five of them. She was beaten up by them and given a scar on her left eye, from the entire thing. They were arrested, however, by being bigoted towards a family, which were mostly female to begin with. 

Chelsea was rushed to the hospital specifically by the people who arrested the five 17 year old males, which beat up the poor little girl. They contacted her parents, which they did came to the hospital, the mother was highly nervous since those five males were threatening to do something awful to her or her daughter. It’s mostly because of the fact, her mother Leslie was a coward and couldn’t really handle being around a Neural Combatant, at all. She didn’t know what to say to her daughter at all. Chelsea was a bit appalled at her mother, which caused her to go against her parents wishes and go into the wrong direction.[/color] [color=#FBB6C1]”I-I h-hate you mother, why do you have to be a coward at this point? I needed you to say something.”[/color] [color=silver]She said with a straight face towards her mother. She had an appalled look on her face.

Her mother was utterly shocked at the words coming out of her daughter’s mouth. Leslie nodded her head and then started to cry at the fact. Her own daughter hated her guts, even though it wasn’t her fault she couldn’t do anything. She did the best she could but she couldn’t get near the Neural Combatants at all since she was deathly afraid of them.

Chelsea saw this and was appalled at what her mother was doing in front of her. She had a bandage on her left eye and sighed at her mother.[/color] [color=#FBB6C1]”P-Please don’t ever talk to me again, Leslie.”[/color] [color=silver]She spoke her mother’s first name. She didn’t see her as a mother anymore, more like something of a pretty blonde haired woman who lives in the same house as her. However, she started to cry since her mother was crying in front of her.[/color]

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[color=silver]A few years pass, when she’s around 14 years old, she outright ran away from home since she couldn’t handle being in her family’s home. She couldn’t really deal with her mother crying constantly from being yelled at by her, for being a failure anymore. Therefore, she chose to do something outright helpful for her mother and father and her sanity. She found someone who took her under their wing, their name was Priscilla L. Statfield. Priscilla was a pretty girl who was two years older than Chelsea. They hit it off pretty easily since they both were runaways. Priscilla wanted to protect the younger girl since she was a bit green around the edges being a punk and all. 

Priscilla was sitting down in an abandoned warehouse looking at Chelsea.[/color] [color=violet]”Chelsea. It’s nice you came into my life. It seems like you were my miracle friend I always needed.”[/color] [color=silver]Priscilla spoke happily towards Chelsea. She wanted to have this always, so she took a picture of Chelsea, then she took a picture of herself and gave the picture to Chelsea.

Chelsea was a bit confused in why she took the picture, but she loved how the picture came out since her picture and Priscilla’s was pretty.[/color] [color=#FFB6C1]”T-Thanks Priscilla I will cherish this always.”[/color] [color=silver]She spoke really cutely and she was a bit happy. She wasn’t this happy with her parents she felt a connection with Priscilla.
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Three years pass, and Chelsea was sitting besides Priscilla in a hospital bed. The doctor who was there told her that, Priscilla has very little time left. Chelsea was crying because this cannot happen to her, the three years they’ve been together was the happiest thing in her life. She didn’t realize that’s why Priscilla said miracle friend. Until now that is, it outright broke her heart she couldn’t stop crying at what was happening to Priscilla now. 

Priscilla opens her eyes slowly and notices Chelsea crying at her bed in the hospital. She gave a gentle but weak smile to Chelsea.[/color] [color=violet]”P-Please… don’t cry for me. You gave me the three best years of my life. If it wasn’t for you Priscilla's Haven of Comfort wouldn’t be one of the best it was. Please do something you wanted to do.. You do have that picture still?”[/color] [color=silver]Priscilla questioned Chelsea a bit. However, it’s very hard to have Chelsea part with something that valuable to her.

Chelsea was still crying and couldn’t stop, she did hear Priscilla question. She nodded and brought it out and showed Priscilla. She had a smile on her face when she showed Priscilla the picture.[/color] [color=#FFB6C1]”Y-Yes, here it is, Priscilla. You had so much more life back then. I will remember you for you are and not what you are now. Since that’s what all of Priscilla’s Haven of Comfort would want.”[/color] [color=silver]Chelsea spoke with a slight underlying sadness to the words she was speaking. She couldn’t stop crying even though she would keep her promise.

Priscilla saw the picture and smiled with what she had left. She moved her hand to hold Chelsea’s hand one last time since they’ve been constantly together through everything they’ve been through. Her grip was weak when she held Chelsea’s hand[/color] [color=violet]”T-Thanks, Chelsea… I’m sorry… but… I… went… to your parents home. To.. see why… you hated them so much… but… you… should… reconcile with them… since they were shocked you ran away from home. Leslie actually told me to tell you, she still loves you even though… She knows you hate her. But please don’t hate her anymore for me your friend.”[/color] [color=silver]Priscilla responded, with tears going down her eyes. She slowly closed her eyes again, but this time she wouldn’t open them again. She said her peace and wanted to pass on. Hopeful the little punk of a girl, who was green, three years ago will keep on her legacy since she is a bit kinder than most of the other thugs.

Chelsea heard Priscilla last words and the entire thing made shocked to her core. Her parents still loved her even though she hated them. She didn’t know how to react to the whole thing. She just kept crying and held onto Priscilla’s hand, which she stayed there until the Doctor had enough courage to tell her to get leave. She walked out of the hospital in tears, she went back to the Priscilla's Haven of Comfort hideout. She was a bit out of it until she saw someone very familiar, which was her mother Leslie. She stopped and blinked and looked directly at her mother.[/color] [color=#FBB6C1]”W-Why are you doing here? Leslie.”[/color] [color=silver]Her voice sounded cold and still hateful but she was still crying over what happened to Priscilla.

Leslie heard her daughter’s voice and turned around and gave a smile to her. She walked over to her daughter and gave her a gentle hug.[/color] [color=DC143C]”Let it all out Chelsea, you deserve to cry. After what I heard from Priscilla. It was a long conversation I had with her. I was choked up, she took you under her wing and protected you for all these years you were away from us.”[/color] [color=silver]Leslie responded to her daughter’s question, finally after all these years. She had tears going down her eyes from finally reuniting with her flesh and blood, however, she was shaking a bit. 

She moved back a bit and gave her daughter a look of regret in never telling her sorry all those years ago. She gave out a gentle sigh and looked at her daughter with a bit of resolve.[/color] [color=DC143C]”The best way to make the promise you made with Priscilla is join the military and do something I could not. Be the Neural Combatant pilot I couldn’t. Since I am still deathly afraid of those things. As a Steiner and not as a street rat, please?”[/color] [color=silver]She showed a bit of courage in terms of saying what she had questioned to her daughter. She still had a shiver down her spine when she said the full term of NC. She looked a bit stronger than she had been in all the years.

Chelsea blinked at her mother’s resolve but she still had an outlying hatred of her. It didn’t really change what she was to her. A coward that didn’t have this resolve when she was younger, however, it’s a bit better late than never. She learned that saying from Priscilla.[/color] [color=#FFB6C1]”Leslie, I will do this one thing. F-For Priscilla and not you but I will be a Steiner again and not a thug.”[/color] [color=silver]Chelsea spoke with a resolve to do that what her mother couldn’t. Her attitude changed a bit.

Leslie looked at her daughter and sighed since she remembered what Priscilla told her. She needed to tell Chelsea something important. She looked into her daughter’s eyes.[/color] [color=DC143C]”Chelsea, my daughter. I must tell you something important. But Priscilla’s name is Priscilla Florina Marshal, I can’t believe one of the Marshal’s survived that’s why I was so heartbroken because I learned they were all killed by the Red-Star. Priscilla’s parents were NC pilots. I can’t believe it… it was a miracle.”[/color] [color=silver]Leslie responded to her daughter with some important information. When she first saw Priscilla, she was utterly shocked but when she told her name she was doubly shocked. She still can’t believe that the Haven’s reports were wrong.

Chelsea heard what her mother said and was utterly shocked to what she had said. She was utterly shocked. She felt a bit confused at what her mother was telling her.[/color] [color=#FBB6C1]”M-Mom… I’m sorry for all the mean and hateful things I said about you. I will be a good daughter from now on,”[/color] [color=silver]Chelsea spoke to her mother since she couldn’t really see any other way then reconciling. Her whole body was shaking, crying and hugging her mother again. She couldn’t believe her attitude towards her mother, she was highly stupid.

Leslie accepted her daughter’s apology since she knew her daughter didn’t really mean to hate her. But she couldn’t do anything be hateful, which was hurtful to her but learning that her daughter was truly sorry. She stayed there and hugged with her daughter until it was done. They walked out of the Haven of Comfort, the personal hiding place for Priscilla. She walked her daughter back home and she finally had a nice place to sleep in her own bed, which was changed to a grown girl’s bed instead of what it was. Her mother had a lot more resolve.[/color]

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[color=silver]Two years later, on her 19th birthday, she finally got her assigned mech from her hard ass work of training to be an NC pilot. She was proud of herself, however, she never told her parents about her confused sexuality. She knew that she wanted to be a utility pilot since she was great at tinkering things. She usually fixed minor breaks or what not. Most of the time. She was happy at least and was proudly a Steiner family member. She wants to defend her country from the Red-Star Corporation.[/color]

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Tactical Preferences and Skills:[/b][/color]

[color=silver]Her tactical preferences are pretty simple, she wants to support everyone with the Fixer as much as possible. Even though it doesn’t have really any weapons, which would help her against an NC, however, the drones in question will probably annoy her opponent in terms of swarm tactics via cannibalizing scrap to get the necessary results. That’s mostly in the NC.

On the ground, which is herself not hooked up to her NC is pretty simple. She enjoys fighting with her fists, or the pistol she is assigned to have. However, she’s better with the pistol then her fists since she still loses sometimes. She would better to be away from her target than close up, but there’s some people in battle that are terrifyingly efficient as a pilot on the ground killing people.

She enjoys tinkering, she usually fixes things that require a engineering mind. She gained this from someone, who’s friends with Priscilla. She was pretty much a natural at this, she picked it up pretty easily. She has a photographic memory, which is very handy around since she only needs to read instruction manuals only once to figure certain things out.[/color]

[color=#FBB6C1][b]Notes:[/b][/color]

[color=silver]She has a picture of Priscilla in her cockpit, which she has never told her anything about her feelings to. But it keeps her hopes up. She has bisexual tendencies and usually gets highly embarrassed by anyone really. If they know her, that is. It takes about awhile to get to know her.

Another note; She’s a bit colorblind in her left eye. She can’t see any of the colors in the spectrum of blue. It means she will see blue eyes or anything blue as a different color entirely. Her other eye is perfectly fine, however. She’ll have to close her left eye to see anything with blue in it though which hurts her vision.

Third Note: Her sync ratio is 75%.[/color]

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[color=silver]This is the only picture of Priscilla, which Chelsea has. It is constantly reminding her of the feelings she wish she told her the truth. Priscilla didn’t want to break Chelsea’s heart and tell her she didn’t have long to live anyway. Therefore, which is why she took a picture of herself so Chelsea can keep a memento. 

Priscilla’s name is Priscilla Florina Marshal. Her mother told her the actual name of Priscilla, which she was a bit shocked by. Since the last name there is the cousins she was told about. She wrote her cousin’s name on the picture so she can remember the Marshal family as a whole.[/color]

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[hider=The Fixer NC]
[b]NC Character Sheet[/b]

[b]Code-name:[/b] 

“The Fixer” or Mr. Fix-It

[b]Appearance:[/b] 

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[b]Body Type: (Bipedal, Hover, Tank-Tread, .etc)[/b]

Bipedal

[b]Type of NC: (General-Purpose, Interception, Assault, .etc)[/b]

Field Repair & Salvager

[b]Equipment & Armaments:[/b]

[i]Drone Constructor[/i]

It can construct drones, which are smaller than it and usually cannibalize the scrap pieces to make smaller war machines out of the recycled scrap. They range from drone tanks, drone bipedal mechs, resupply drones that are wheeled and drone helicopters. This is only when it doesn’t require to use the scrap, which is completely scrap.

[i]Repair & Salvage[/i]

It uses the salvage, which it salvages for repairs on friendly mechs. It uses one of its other equipment on it to help with precision field repairs on mechs, which had battle damage on them. It is quick and precise with this help from its scanners.

[i]20mm Cannons[/i]

This is only for a safety measure against the smallest form of annoyances, which only include drones that are very predictable and not are controlled in a human way. These are located on the each sides in the black areas with the three holes. It opens up and shows a 20mm Cannons. They fire at 2000 RPM.

[i]Precision Scanners[/i]

It has a precision scanners, which can help pick out pieces of salvageable gear easier. And whatever it sees as complete scrap can be cannibalized for its smaller war machines of drones. These scanners help on repair operations on friendly mechs. Since it can see the problem, easier.

[i]Tight Fit[/i]

The only problem, is that the cockpit is a tight fit and requires someone who’s five foot and four inches and specifically female. Someone thought it was funny to only put a girl into this Field Repair and Salvage mech as a sardine. 

[b]Note:[/b]

The size of the Field Repair & Salvager Mech by the nickname of the fixer from its pilot. It’s 3.5 meters tall, it’s mostly because it’s a bit more wider than it is tall compared to the normal sized NCs. It has a very limited maneuverability mostly because of the fact, it requires much thrust to move this very specialized field repair & salvage mech. Therefore, it can do small leaps to make it easier to get to what it is required to do but it lands pretty roughly.

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