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[centre][colour=DarkOrange][b]Name[/b][/colour]
Eddie Faramundo

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Species[/b][/colour]
Human

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Age[/b][/colour]
Twenty-Nine

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Sexuality[/b][/colour]
Yes please

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Birth[/b][/colour]
Nostramus, a hive city planet in which poverty and violence are rampant. The entire planet’s population reaches high in the tens of billions and without any official governing to rule it save a loose council of upper-class citizens wielding strong enough military and political power. Because of this, crime is rampant on the planet, meaning the police force carries itself as judge jury and executioner in most cases.[/centre]
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[centre][colour=DarkOrange][b]Appearance[/b][/colour]
“Handsome” Eddie is physically in his peak, what’s left of him anyway. Eddie has dirty blonde hair which sits down in the middle of his neck, along with a perpetual five o’clock shadow. The side of Eddie’s face that was shielded remains relatively unscathed (sans some small cuts and scars from the line of duty) however the more damaged side is covered in charred flesh and burn scars, the lips irreparably damaged causing one half of Eddie’s face to be stuck in a permanent sneer. Some of the skin damage on Eddie’s right side had to removed entirely during surgery, though only notable around his cheek. Eddie’s unblinking right eye is also damaged to the point of blindness and is colored a milky white, offsetting his good eye’s pale blue. 

Because of the damage done to Eddie’s body, he is near perpetually in his customized U.A.F armour, typically keeping the bottom half on even when off-duty and forced not to wear any armour. Underneath, his body and arms are bandaged which (now that he is out of cryostasis) must be removed and changed periodically to avoid infection. Eddie’s body is more obviously damaged, with burned red flesh and scarring covering most of his chest, legs and all of his right arm, the only untouched part of Eddie’s body is his left arm.

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Height[/b][/colour]
6’2

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Personality[/b][/colour]
When without a gun in his hands and a goal in mind, Eddie is as welcoming as his appearance would suggest. Without his helmet and armour, Eddie is mostly stoic and rarely emotes much in his facial expressions, typically offering quick to the point responses in conversations. Eddie doesn’t go out of his way to be abrasive but it’s very clear to even the most socially unaware person that he doesn’t enjoy their attention. Because of his… Obvious disfigurements, Eddie tends to avoid showing his face wherever possible and outright avoids younger citizens when forced out in the open.

When in combat however there is more of a life to Eddie, he doesn’t charge headfirst into battle yelling for blood but it is noticeable, the harder he hits, the ferocity in which he attacks even non-sentient targets. Eddie doesn’t like to think he’s any kind of sadist but for those brief moments of violence, he truly feels alive again. [/centre]
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[centre][colour=DarkOrange][b]Role[/b][/colour]
Soldier (Pointman specifically) Eddie’s sheer durability and mind for combat makes him the ideal frontrunner for most missions, otherwise he routinely acts as a guard or bodyguard when his talents are unneeded.


[colour=DarkOrange][u][b]Augmentations:[/b][/u][/colour]
[list][*]Sensory Input Device fitted into right ear, because Eddie’s right eye is blind and any surgical prosthetic has an extreme fatal risk, this device ensures he doesn’t completely need to rely on his senses on his blind side. The device stimulates the small bones in Eddie’s ear when high moving objects are nearing him and roughly the direction they’re coming in, preventing Eddie’s weaker side from fully being exploited. A drawback is its sensitivity however as it cannot differentiate between an oncoming fist or traffic from Eddie’s right side, meaning it usually has to be turned off when not in combat.

[*]Surgically Repaired Body Structure, the hastiness of Eddie’s medical attention meant that corners had to be cut for the sake of time constraints, Eddie’s flesh was repaired as best it could be under his state but the real work went into his inner organs and skeletal structure, coating most of his right arm and chest in a liquid metal like substance to keep them held together, other areas of his body being replaced with prosthetic equivalents. Although Eddie’s nerve endings are screwed up anyway, the “improved” body he was given let’s him take even more of a physical beating and dish out a meaner right hand than he could before.[/list]

[colour=DarkOrange][b][u]Weaponry:[/u][/b][/colour]

[list][*][url=https://d-infinity.net/sites/default/files/XM99A%20Phased%20Plasma%20Pulse%20Rifle.png]Q3-77 “Vengeance” Rifle[/url], an offshoot of the Rateia Beam Rifle model which shoots concentrated volleys of “Dragon’s Breath” laser fire, capable of chewing through enemy armour or burning them alight. Despite its damage the weapon’s frame is fairly heavy making it unwieldy depending on the person, though Eddie doesn’t appear to have any trouble using it. The grip has been rubberized to make it easier to hold and absorb the weapon’s recoil.
[*]Saturinite Combat Knife, not overly flashy save for a slight blue tint to the metal, take it out of the sheath and stab stab. Designed puncturing through even combat armour if positioned correctly, the only drawback is it being too sharp for its own good, a specially made sheath on Eddie’s leg has to be used for storing it away otherwise the damn thing will end up carving through its holster in time.[/list]

[colour=DarkOrange][b][u]Equipment[/u][/b][/colour]

[list][*][url=http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/300/1/5/15bd73274682b9e844fbd9217e603f03-d84coo4.jpg]HL7-6SR Assault Armour[/url], light under armour weave for fast and free movement coupled with heavy plating on the chest, neck and front of the legs which work well for shock absorption in tighter areas and can even withstand sniper rounds if hit directly, the other areas of the armour are fitted with a lighter fluid dipped plating which can resist small arms and bladed weaponry. The armour enables Eddie to better fulfill his role as pointman and withstand potentially fatal damage while having free movement for crowded or urban areas.
[*]HL9-Bermuda Helmet, heavily fortified to  shrug off both long and short range damage like its accompanying body armour, the triangle shaped visor can be dimmed to allow the user’s face to be shown in the event of damage to the screen impeding vision. While the helmet has access to changeable comm links and night vision settings its main draw is its ability to show and retain physical information on targets, allowing the user to see and track their movements on the move and monitor their current state through heartbeat monitors.
[*]Standard issue handy dandy datapad
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[colour=DarkOrange][b]Previous Branch[/b][/colour]
U.A.F Airborne Division, prior to this he was a leader of a Nostramus’ Pacification Squad[/centre]
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[centre][colour=DarkOrange][b]Biography[/b][/colour][/centre]

[centre][hider=Biography]Nostramus is a cityscape hive world where the class division is wide enough to fit its population, to be born a son of one of its powerfully rich families is to essentially hit the jackpot. Eddie Faramundo was the second born son to his father Rae, while his older brother was groomed from birth to overtake his father’s empire one day and his younger brother was a political savant eager to begin constructing his own legacy, Eddie stuck out as being the son more physically inclined. Because of his upbringing Eddie rarely had to deal with the harsh climate and daily sacrifices made by Nostramus general population, though it didn’t mean he wasn’t naively sympathetic to their plight. His father Rae encouraged him to join Nostramus’ “Police Force” both as a way for his son to find a purpose in life and to help the Faramundo family appear more legitimate in the eyes of the public.

Eddie took to the new line of work extraordinarily fast, his family’s resources had enabled him to train for this moment even as an adolescent but his rate of skill coupled with his strength and desire to facilitate change made him a natural candidate to spearhead his own squad. Despite his skill and genuine desire to do good Eddie was not well liked by his peers, many of whom were from Nostramus’ lower class areas who had to claw their way up to this point and saw Eddie as someone playing at being soldier thanks to his connections. No matter what it couldn’t be denied the rate of growth throughout Eddie’s career, racking up a reputation for non-lethally ending many of his conflicts. Eddie seemed poised to climb the ranks faster than anyone else and perhaps even begin to change and improve Nostramus’ reputation.

Eddie had been investigating a burgeoning gang that had been expanding as of late far faster than normal, flooding the streets with new arms and drugs that had to have been acquired off-world, Eddie’s squad had been instructed to bring them to heel by any means necessary. Deciding to cut the head off of the proverbial snake, Eddie had spent all of his time tracking down the gang’s ringleader to destabilize the group and dissolve whatever deal or partnership they had going. Eventually Eddie and his squad converged on the leader’s safehouse, a dilapidated warehouse part of an abandoned sector of the city that had been since built over, there was nowhere for him to run. Eddie’s men went in through each available entrance, kicking down doors and smashing through windows as they secured the warehouse room by room. Eventually, they had only the head office left, faced with no possible means of safe escape the gang leader put his hands behind his head and got down on his knees, Eddie approached the target slowly, asking him where his men where getting their supplies.

No response.

Eddie frowned and moved closer, asking again as he pointed his gun at the gang leader. As he approached, Eddie heard the sounds of weapons powering up behind him, his squadmates staring him down with their weapons trained not on the gang member but on their supposed leader. Before Eddie could fully process this fact he noticed the gang leader hold out something in his hand, a trigger.

Despite how fast Eddie charged at the man to take him down he heard the unmistakable click of the mechanism being pressed, down below on the warehouse floor a ticking sound began as Eddie hoisted the gang leader in front of him and glanced out the window, a firebomb. His eyes widened as he looked back to the doorway to see his squad had already began dispersing, the gang leader tackled Eddie to the floor and pulled out a knife from his boot, the two struggled as Eddie the knife from piercing his skull, only managing to gain the upper hand by spitting in the gang leader’s eye and jamming the knife into his throat in the split second he was distracted.

There was no time, Eddie scrambled to his feet, leaving his gun and activating the distress beacon in his armour as he sprinted down the stairs towards the exit, close to barely making it yet again. Just like all the other drug busts, like all the other close calls, as he crashed into the door he swung it open and looked back, only to be engulfed in white.

After that, things are a blur. Eddie doesn’t know how long he was a charred body blasted outside, staring helplessly towards the crumbling building, unable to even whisper for aid. He remembers his eyes shutting, and reopening to find himself strapped in a table somewhere, bright lights shining offensively into his eyes, the sounds of a shuttle speeding through traffic men and women in surgical masks screaming at each other while looking down at Eddie and saying jumbled phrases sounding vaguely like encouragement. He does remember the look on his father’s face as he stared down at his son, half of his face completely covered by bandages as the rest of his body was covered by doctors and nurses working on him around the clock. He remembered his father yelling into the face of a particularly important doctor that no matter how much it would take he would ensure his son walked out of the building alive. He remembered all of the conversations weighing the pros and cons of what to try and save and what to leave alone, he remembered the mixing sensation of burning pain and drugged up confusion inter-spacing with each other at random. He remembered the bandages on his face being slowly but surely removed and the pitying faces of those in the room, his father, his brothers.

Most of all Eddie remembered the looks his father would give him when he was released, the side glances and stares when he was sure his son wasn’t looking. Rae had ensured his son lived to fight another day but he wasn’t so sure he succeeded, his son wasn’t distant now, cold and aloof. He could feel his family’s hidden disgust with his newfound state anytime he was in their vicinity. There wasn’t a place for him here anymore, a place like Nostramus didn’t need people like him. One day, without much fanfare. Eddie walked into his father’s study and shook his hand goodbye, leaving before he could even see the rest of his family one last time. Leaving to join the U.A.F.

Throughout his time working alongside the troops he was mocked relentlessly at worst and distrusted at best. The nickname “Handsome” Eddie spread like wildfire until it got to the point that anytime Eddie would be reassigned to a new sector as he rose through the ranks, the troops there had already heard the stories about him. It wasn’t just the face that had made Eddie known however, he had been placed doing essentially the same thing he’d been doing prior to his injury, leading small squads for extractions, breaching missions to capture or kill high priority targets, he’d even got into protecting VIP’s, helmet on of course. But the real thing that made him standout was his survivability. On no less than three different occasions Eddie Faramundo had been declared KIA, only to come limping back to the base or extraction team still kicking, although it didn’t quite reach “Handsome” levels of popularity “Undead Ed” became another popular moniker to describe the scarred soldier. It seemed someone in the top brass agreed however, despite his disfigurements, Eddie simply wouldn’t stay down and coupled with his ferocious strength, he made an incredibly valuable shock troop. Enough to the point that he was informed about the chance to join a blossoming new project, Andromeda. 

So now Handsome Eddie goes into cryostasis with countless others swayed by the same promises. A fresh start, a second chance. Eddie was a physical reminder of his past no matter where he went, but as the cryostasis process began, he couldn’t help but admit being interested to see what conflict a whole new place could throw at him.[/hider][/centre]

[centre][colour=DarkOrange][b]Affiliations[/b][/colour]
Rae Faramundo [Father}
Younger & Older Brothers [Names Non-divulged]
UAF

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Relationships [Optional][/b][/colour]
Dislikes everyone equally

[colour=DarkOrange][b]Character Theme[/b][/colour]
[url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KckCsw_JyJI[/url][/centre][/hider]