Vessel Appearance

The Rosencrantz is a narrow vessel with soft edges and a bronze colored hull. Three mast-like protrusions (including one on top of the bridge) extend upwards, acting as extension for onboard sensors and communication equipment. These masts retract during combat, down into the hull, leaving only nubs visible. It has a flat bottom and its two main guns are mounted on the front of the ship with the missile launchers being located in the rear and the machine gun turrets being dotted about.

Technical Details

Crew Size Small
Dimensions:

• Height 60 meters tall
• Length 200 meters long
• Width 65 Meters wide

Weight Class: Light
Equipment and Design Features:
•External Mobile Suit Clamps
Instead of a dedicated hanger for mobile suits, the Rozencrantz Class has been modified to hold four mobile suits on its underbelly via magnetic clamps. Though functional the choice has been seen as less than optimal as the suits are exposed and require the pilots to leave the vessel in order to get to their mobile suits.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•3-Barrel Medium Guns x2
Two 3-barreled guns are mounted on the top frontal deck of the ship, capable of firing at anything in front of or to the sides of the vessel. They are capable of laying down brief waves of shots and deal a fair amount of damage, provided they can hit as their accuracy leaves something to be desired.

•Internal Vertical Missile Launcher x8
Though missile guidance systems tend to burn out fairly fast due to Wilberforce particles, they are still somewhat useful. The Rosencrantz has eight vertical launchers located towards the rear of the ship. It typically fires its payload all at once to increase its chances of hitting its targets. The ship also carries smoke missiles for retreats.

•Machine Gun Turrets x6
Six single barreled, but high caliber machine guns are spread evenly across the ship. They were designed primarily for firing at other vessels in close range and shooting down incoming projectiles. Currently they see use as anti-MS weapons, but are rarely enough to dissuade mobile suits from closing distance.

Technical History

The Rosencrantz-class light cruiser was designed 100 years ago. Despite its age it is one of the most common ships in the Martian fleet, outnumbering every other design and class in sheer numbers deployed. This is largely due to the relatively low amount of manpower needed to operate the vessel as well as its role in escorting other ships and maintaining visible military presence in areas.

During the Rebirth of Piracy in 489 RC, the Rosencrantz-class was one of the few ships in the Martian Military capable of even teasing the idea of chasing after the pirates. It was comparatively faster and more mobile then the burgeoning, gunladden battleships that filled the Martian Fleet at the time.

Recognizing the importance of speed over firepower when dealing with subversive elements within the Empire, the Martian Fleet put even more emphasis on the Rosencrantz and doubled the number of vessels in their over the past ten years.

Relatively speedy for a vessel of its size and moderately armed, no one in the Zern Empire can deny its important and those on the other end of its guns cannot deny the threat it poses.

However the Rosencrantz-Class has been criticized for its minimal armor, the age of the design, and how paltry the changes to assist with the integration of mobile suits have been.

Though often showing up in numbers and capable of engaging with ships well, the vessels are (somewhat ironically) vulnerable at the hands of mobile suits.

Vessel Appearance

The Guildenstern-class has a similar appearance to the Rozencrants with a bronze colored hull and rounded edges. However it has a noticeably thicker, darker colored hull towards the bottom of the vessel. It has four telescopic sensory and communication masts that can extend and retract at will. The main guns of the ship are mounted on the sides instead of the main deck, which is mostly taken up by the rocket pods.

Technical Details

Crew Size:Medium
Dimensions:

• Height 65 meters tall
• Length 240 meters long
• Width 70 Meters wide

Weight Class:Medium
Equipment and Design Features:

•External Mobile Suit Clamps
In the same vein as the Rosencrantz-class, the Guildenstern-class more or less bolts mobile suits to its hull. With six spots on the ship’s underbelly for storing mobile suits. The only difference is that the Guildenstern can hold two more MS over its brother.

•Reinforced Litan Hull
The Guildenstern-class features a visibly reinforced Litan hull, considerably thicker and darker in color then the Rosencrantz. Though the primary reason for the ships painful decrease in speed the hull also makes the Guildenstern a glorified bullet sponge, able to take a surprising number of hits from powder weapons and explosives. Though MAG and energy weapons have decreased the impressiveness of its armor, the Guildenstern is still a durable ship.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•3-Barrel 300mm Guns x4
The same guns found on the Rosencrantz, only in greater number. The addition of the two extra guns significantly boosts the rate of fire and makes hitting the enemy that much more likely.
•External Rocket Pods x10
In place of guided missiles, the Guildenstern has external rocket pods scattered evenly across its hull. They have a full 180 degrees of firing and though they are devoid of aim assistance, the rockets can be fired en masse to saturate enemies in a wave of explosives.
•Machine Gun Turrets x12
Twelve large caliber machine guns are spread across the hull of the ship. They’re more effective against other ships and projectiles then they are mobile suits. The addition of more guns has had a minimal improvement.

Technical History

The Guildenstern-Class Heavy Cruiser was released alongside the Rosencrantz in the year 399 RC. Designed and manufactured by the Raj Factory it had double the armaments, three times the armor, and half the speed of the Rosencrantz-class. Its role was to support other friendly ships and engage directly in aggressive combat with enemy vessels using its heavier armor and armaments.

Though not used in as great a number as its brother, the Rosencrantz-class, it still sees a fair amount of usage. Over the years however the Guildenstern has come under fire and criticized as being a “Rosencrantz class with double the guns and armor strapped to it”. During the Rebirth of Piracy, the Guildenstern wasn’t able to do much as pirate vessels could easily outpace it and deny direct confrontation.

However the two classes of ships work well together. With the Rosencrantz finding the enemy and the Guildenstern arriving to provide additional firepower.

Vessel Appearance

The Tearsheet-class carrier is a large vessel with a narrow, knife-like bow that narrows out at the bottom. Going backwards the narrow extension gradually widens before widening suddenly and producing a large square section that reaches the aft. Clusters of thrusters are placed on the stern to propel the ship forward. An overhang and extended edges hide the two hanger entrances located on the port bow and starboard starting roughly in the middle of the ship.

Technical Details

Crew Size Large
Dimensions:

• Height 55 Meters tall
• Length 310 meters long
• Width 110 meters wide

Weight Class: Medium
Equipment and Design Features:
•Large Hanger
Located at the rear of the Tearsheet is a wide, sizable hanger. Being designed as a dedicated mobile suit carrier the Tearsheet can store and maintain anywhere from 12 to 18 mobile weapons. This number can increase or decrease depending on its configuration at the time and the size of the mobile suits it is tasked with transporting.

•Catapults x2
There are two exits from the Tearsheet’s hanger located on the right and left sides of the ship. With the hangar doors open a long, narrow catapult can unfold. All a mobile suit needs to do is position themselves on a catapult and an electrical charge will built, eventually launching the mobile suit forward at high speeds.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•75mm CIWS System x16
Positioned across the Tearsheet, hidden within the hull until needed, are sixteen 8-barreled rotary cannons. These close-in-weapon-systems or CIWSs are arranged to give 360 degree bubble of fire protection should enemies come from above, below, or elsewhere. Their high rate of fire allows them to dispatch incoming projectiles with greater ease and better keep enemy mobile suits at bay.

Technical History

The Tearsheet-class carrier is a recent edition to the Martian Fleet, designed alongside the Redcoat and produced just a year after the mobile saw mass production. Being the first military ship design done by the Sharp Workshop the company did its best to leave a good impression. They have the carrier an angled exterior both to improve the quality of its armor and to give a more advanced, distinct look from vesseled produced by the Raj Factory.

Though old hats in the Martian Fleet were skeptical at first, the Tearsheet quickly proved to be an effective carrier. Despite its size it was no slower then any of their larger ships and was capable of transporting, deploying, and recovering large numbers of mobile suits at a time. It lacked traditional armaments but its defensive CIWS were more effective at deterring pirate mobile workers then their other ships rapid fire weapons
A notable detail captains of the vessels pointed out were the sharp, angled extensions that left the hanger doors in a recession. This obscured the hanger doors from the sides and certain angles, offering a degree of protection from pirates gunning for the open hangar bay.

Following several major blows against the pirates from mobile suits launched from the new Tearsheets, the vessel was declared a success. Many more Tearsheet Carriers were added to the Martian Fleet and they are a common sight wherever the Empire wishes to make a show of force.

Though effective at keeping mobile suits at bay however, the Tearsheet is vulnerable to attacks from other vessels. As such it is reliant on its own mobile suits or escort ships to protect it.

Vessel Appearance

Dwarfing most other ships, the Shylock-class is a looming giant of a vessel. It retains the distinct bronze color and rounded designs of the Raj factory, but with an anointed almost aristocratic flare to it. The main frontal deck of the ship is taken up by the massive guns and the sides of the vessel towards the middle mount secondary guns. Bulbous machine gun turrets littler the top of the vessel while missile tube exits mark the forward and stern of the vessel.

Technical Details

Crew Size Large
Dimensions:

• Height: 89 Meters tall
• Length: 400 meters long
• Width: 90 meters wide

Weight Class: Heavy
Equipment and Design Features:
•Heavy Duty Liten Hull
Instead of employing advanced materials or designs in its armor the Shylock-Class battleship relies on the sheer thickness and strength of its Liten hull. Though hardly innovative it does work and offers tremendous defense at the cost of tremendous weight that reduces the vessel’s speed.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•2-Barrel 700mm Cannons x6:
The main guns of the Shylock are massive 700mm dual-barreled cannons. Their range, accuracy, and firepower are very high. A single direct hit from one of these is enough to badly damage most ships if not outright smash apart smaller vessels. Only their low rate of fire hurts their terrifying capabilities. These guns are arranged along the front and rear of the vessel.

•3-Barrel 300mm Cannons x4
The same cannons as the Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are casually mounted on the sides of the Shylock-class battleship like regular turrets.

•Internal Backward and Forward Facing Missile Launchers x24
Built into the front and rear of the Shylock-class battleship are 12 missile launchers each. This allows the battleship to launch barrages of missiles at enemies both in front and behind it. While the payloads are quite large their effectiveness is hurt by the fact the battleship needs to be facing its target.

•2-barrel 50mm Machine Guns x20
Dual barreled machine guns are scattered across the hull. While they can create blankets of fire, the targeting systems are outdated and against mobile suits and even weaponized mobile workers only their sheer numbers offer any protection.

Technical History

The Shylock-class is a bloated, guttural pig of a ship loaded down with guns and armor. A battleship by design the Shylock was first produced a hundred years ago where its rollout was met with awe and intimidated silence. It became an iconic image of the Zern Empire and a point of pride for many in the military, claiming that nothing could ever hope to outstrip its firepower.

However, that pride ended up withering into shame upon the Rebirth of Piracy.

For all its fearsome power, the Shylock-class battleships were painfully slow. They were never designed with speed in mind as they figured their enemies would come to them. Pirates however saw no need to stand and fight, and more often than not simply fled with their ill-gotten gains. Leaving the captains of the Battleship waddling after them like a fat elderlyman chasing a small child.

The few times pirates did fight the Shylock were with weaponized mobile workers. And in these fights the pirates managed to expose weaknesses in the Shylock’s defenses, using the superior speed of their suits to attack the under-protected underside of the vessel or simply blow out the engines from behind.

Since then there has been much talk about the fate of the Shylock. Though many still remain in the Martian fleet, providing tremendous firepower and intense intimidation to any colonists unfortunate to see one, the vessel is on the verge of obsolescence. Many older men in the military want the Shylocks to be refit and modernized, with others believe an entirely new design is called for.

Vessel Appearance

Like the Tearsheet, the Scroop-Class features an advanced looking angular hull with sharp edges. It is narrow at the bow and wider at the stern, where a small hanger with two exits rests. The two small main guns it has rests on the deck and its CIWS systems are scattered about the ship.

Technical Details

Crew Size Small
Dimensions:

• Height: 50 meters tall
• Length: 140 meters long
• Width: 90 Meters wide

Weight Class: Light
Equipment and Design Features:
•Smaller Hanger
A small internal hanger at the rear of the destroyer carries enough room for 3 to 4 mobile suits depending on the size. It was specifically designed to be a rather minimal hanger as its purpose was only to carry some mobile suits, opposed to a proper squad or fighting units worth.

•Nanocarbon Beta Plating
The Destroyer’s hull is made of a very minimally armored Liten hull. By itself this would make the Scroop-class a glorified paper boat. However the additional of nanocarbon plating on the exterior significantly boosted its defense while keeping its weight relatively slow.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•200mm MAG Cannons x2
The Scroop-class employs single barrel MAG cannons loaded with solid 200mm shells. Though relatively low in caliber these guns have long range and very high penetration, allowing the destroyer to damage even heavily armored vessels. Their low rate of fire due to charging is made up for by their accuracy.

•75mm CIWS x6
Multi-barrel rotary chainguns allow the destroyer to shoot down incoming projectiles and ward off enemy mobile suits, mostly due to the sheer rate of fire the guns are capable of.

•MAG Assisted Missile Launchers x4
Internal launcher tubes positioned at the front nose of the ship fire missiles via magnetic charges. Though taking longer to fire then traditional missile systems these ensure the Scroops missiles leave the tubes at high speeds, before their own propulsion systems even ignite.

Technical History

Produced only four years ago the Scroop-class Destroyer was a recent production by the Sharp Workshop.

They were commissioned to design a “Pirate Hunter” vessel. Something fast, well armed, but capable of escorting vessels and pursuing faster targets. Seeing their chance to further impress the military and push more into the Raj Factory’s sales, the Sharp Workshop applied more recent technologies in the creation of the vessel.

The Scroop-Class was outfitted with MAG weapons and nanocarbon plating over an otherwise thin liten hull. This kept the weight down enough that a small hanger was able to be added to the rear of the ship. Allowing the destroyer to carry a handful of mobile suits to deploy in escort duties or for its own protection.

Upon release the Scroop-Class proved to be a formidable edition to the Martian Fleet. Some believed it did the Rosencrantz-class cruisers job better while some criticized the limited armaments of the destroyer. Nevertheless the ship left an impact on the higher ups in the Martian military, leaving the Raj Factory concerned...

Vessel Appearance

The Seyton-Class is a small, almost laughably tiny vessel in comparison to the rest of the Martian ships currently in use. It has the same bronze, rounded edged design that the Raj Factory has become known for. However it shows alterations and though cramped displays a sophistication compression of firepower on a relatively small vessel. The engines mounted to the ship are very large.

Technical Details

Crew Size Very Small
Dimensions:

• Height: 50 meters tall
• Length: 90 meters long
• Width: 50 meters wide

Weight Class: Very Light
Equipment and Design Features:

•Plasma Pulse Engines
To make up for its thin Liten hull and near non-existent armor, the Seyton-class if fitted with high spec plasma engines. These engines are small, non-energy intensive, but produce a surprising amount of thrust. This gives the Seyton-class a surprising amount of speed for a vessel of its size.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Red Spectrum V.S.L x4
Four low-intensity, red colored visible spectrum lasers are mounted on the Seyton. Their accuracy and distance allows the Seyton to attack enemies from large distances. A special system on-board even allows the Seyton to use its VSLs to better guide their missiles before their electronics burn out after launching.

•Vertical Missile Launcher x24
Most of the space in the ship is taken up by the large battery of missile launchers. The Seyton specializes in flying in and simply saturating the enemy with missiles. Of course, due to particle interference the missiles often can’t go very far before their guidance systems burn out.

Technical History

After the release of the Scroop-Class destroyer by Sharp, the Raj Factory felt threatened. As such they grabbed up the first contract they could get from the Martian Fleet and threw all they had into it.

The result was the Seyton-class, a very small missile frigate incapable of carrying mobile suits but loaded down with weapons. Despite its size it carried a tremendous amount of fire power and employed VSLs for accurate long range attacks. Raj included an otherwise new engine design to make the ship as fast as possible without overburdening the small onboard reactor too much.

The Seyton-class became the smallest vessel in the Martian Fleet and helped to assuage some concerns that Raj was losing its touch. Though many pointed out how that Frigate was simply a cheap, firepower heavy vessel for the fleet and nothing worth too much praise…

Vessel Appearance

The Stratos-Class looks like a Tearsheet if the hanger section extended all the way to the bow of the ship, with only a sharp ‘nose’ being left for the bridge. It is a bulky, angular box of a ship with large thrusters mounted along the rear.

Technical Details

Crew Size Medium
Dimensions:

• Height: 55 Meters tall
• Length: 310 meters long
• Width: 110 meters wide

Weight Class: Heavy
Equipment and Design Features:
•Extensive Cargo Bay
The Stratos-class transport ship has enough room to carry 36 mobile suits along with considerable stores of ammunition, infantry weapons, and various pieces of equipment. Though its carrying capacity dwarfs that of the Tearsheet carrier, the Stratos isn’t as well equipped to properly launch and ready mobile suits for combat.

•Long Distance Travel Modifications
Being a transport ship the Stratos was built for the long haul and has optimizations to its engines, navigation systems, and living quarters to make trips easier and less unforgiving on the crew.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•75mm CIWS System x16
The same armaments found on the Tearsheet, only spread noticeably thinner over the Stratos-class ships increased girth.

Technical History

The Stratos-Class Transport is basically a Tearsheet with the rear hanger extended along the entire length of the ship. This was done deliberately by Sharp to save time and costs in manufacturing another vessel for the Martian Fleet. The Tearsheet was proving to be a successful design and since a Transport ship had less demands on it, taking some shortcuts.

Now the Stratos-class is used alongside other, older transport ships in ferrying personnel, goods, mobile suits, and bulk supplies from Mars to the garrisons on Luna and Venus.

Vessel Appearance

Technical Details

Crew Size Small
Dimensions:

• Height: 68 Meters
• Length: 114 Meters
• Width: 68 meters

Weight Class: Medium
Equipment and Design Features:
•Repair Arms
Portio classes are equipped with dozens of small waldo arms and a pair of much larger arms that can extend out of the hull. These arms can be used to do significant repair work on vessels that would otherwise require them to pull into dry-docks to receive. Using these large arms moving large panels or even pulling/adjusting whole other ships is easy.
•High-Output Wilberforce Reactor
The reactor onboard the Portio-Class is considerably powerful for a ship of its size and type. This is due to the need to operate many power hungry systems or provide emergency power to the systems of ships that it repairs.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

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Technical History

The Portio-Class was a ship produced by Raj shortly before the Rebirth of Piracy. It was produced to help fill a support gap within the Zern Empire's Fleet. Though transport fleets and large ships capable of tugging disabled ships were available, there were no ships dedicated specifically to providing maintenance and repair to vessels within the fleet. Raj snatched up the contract and produced a number of Portio-vessels for the Zern Empire.

These vessels ended up seeing a tremendous amount of use the following year, as countless ships in the Imperial Fleet were disabled or outright destroyed by the sudden surge of pirate vessels. While the Portio-Class ended up helping the Zern Empire to recover and recoup some of its losses, the ship ironically saw more use by the pirates themselves. One Portio-Class ship in particular was taken and modified into the personal ship of one of the more dreaded pirates of the Rebirth of Piracy...

Vessel Appearance

Technical Details

Crew Size Very Large
Dimensions:

• Height: 110 Meters tall
• Length: 570 Meters long
• Width: 150 meters wide

Weight Class: Super Heavy
Equipment and Design Features:

•Multiple Hangers and Catapults
The Venue has not one, not two, but four separate hangers with their owm catapults. Each can hold at minimum 12 mobile suits along with other weapon systems and equipment. This allows The Venue to hold and launch anywhere from 48 to 72 mobile suits, a veritable army.

•Nanocarbon/Liten Hull
The Venue uses a mixed hull with layers of Liten and Nanocarbon, with the Nanocarbon helping to prevent rounds from penetrating deep into the center of the ship where they could do major damage. Though this leaves the vessel extremely heavy, its role makes it a moot point most of the time.

•Prototype MAGRYS
The Magnetic Redirection System was an experimental defense system put forth by the Raj Factory. By projecting a powerful magnetic field around the vessel in a large invisible bubble, incoming rounds could have their trajectories influenced with minimal effort. This increased the Venue’s ranged defenses even more and made it all the more formidable. However the field also influences the ship’s own powder and magnetic weapons while in use, making it reliant on its energy weapons.

•Luxurious Facilities
The Venue is not simply equipped for defense and long voyages, it is decked out like a small palace. With a well stocked kitchen, regal bedrooms, and even a full ball room. Though easily seen as unneeded and over-extravagant, these luxuries make it easier to house events and meetings aboard the ship. And with countless troops and weapons on hand it is virtually as safe as the palace on Olympus Mas.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•500mm MAG Cannon x6:
Six powerful 500mm MAG Cannons sit recessed inside the top deck of the Venue. Deploying from their safe spots to fire the cannons have tremendous range and penetration. If all six guns hit a single ship they are all but guaranteed to tear a gaping hole clean through it, if not split it in half should it be a smaller vessel. Their power is mitigated only by their rather lengthy charge time.

•Prototype Plasma Cannon x2
Mounted on the Venue are two large plasma cannons mounted on turrets. Rising out of the interior of the ship they appear on the deck to fire at distance ships, drawing large amounts of energy from the Venue’s reactor with each shot. Though their projectiles are powerful and can overcome virtually any defense, the plasma shots have some travel time.

While near useless against faster vessels and mobile suits, they are battleship killers and can even do considerable damage to fortresses, colonies, and habitats...

•Red Spectrum VSL x32
In place of traditional shell-firing point-defense turrets, the Venue uses a large number of Visible Spectrum Lasers. The idea being that in such large numbers the lasers can easily handle rockets, missiles, and even focus down individual mobile suits by concentrating their beams together. While they have proven effective in practice they have flaws as the large VSLs overheat quite quickly and aren’t as capable of long sustained fire like a regular machine gun.

Technical History

The Hamlet-Class ships were built as ships of the line. The biggest, baddest ships that could be built at the time. Primarily they were intended to be used as the flagship for admirals to guarantee their safety in battle. However they didn’t see very much use and saw even less use during the Rebirth of Piracy, as the pirates were long gone by the time a Hamlet-class managed to arrive.

A few Hamlet-classes were eventually taken as personal ships of the Royal Family. These ships were used to ferry nobles, princes, princesses, and once even the Emperor himself between the colonies. To ensure their safety and to discourage any thoughts of attack by the enemies of the Empire, the Hamlet-classes taken by the Royal Family were extensively modified.

One particular ship, renamed The Venue, was worked on by the Imperial Ordinance Company and an over-eager Raj Factory. They submitted a number of experiment weapons and designs to be used on the ship. Plasma-Cannons, large numbers of VSLs, and large caliber MAG cannons were mounted along with an experimental defense system.

The Magnetic Redirection System Or “MAGRYS” projected a powerful magnetic field around the massive vessel. This field was used to influence incoming projectiles and send them off course, making otherwise accurate shots complete misses. MAGRYS seemingly made The Venue untouchable at a distance, but it had its flaws.

MAGRYS affected all ballistic projectiles, including its own, making its heavy duty MAG cannons useless while the system was active. The effectiveness of the system also dropped the closer a target came to the Venue, as there was less travel time and thus less time to effect the trajectory of the projectile.

These flaws were kept secret however and brushed under the rug. Since its re-fit the Venue has been used by members of the Martian Royal Family and the military to travel to Venus...

Vessel Appearance

The Venue is a long, wide vessel littered with hangers, catapults, and guns strewn across it. It has a white and gold paint job that lets it stand out amidst the darkness of space, making its threatening size and power obvious at just a glance. At the rear of the vessel situated around the engines is a large, spinning disk that contains various rooms and facilities kept under gravity by the spinning motion of the disk.

Technical Details

Crew Size Very Large
Dimensions:

• Height: 110 Meters tall
• Length: 570 Meters long
• Width: 150 meters wide

Weight Class: Super Heavy
Equipment and Design Features:
•Multiple Hangers and Catapults
The Venue has not one, not two, but four separate hangers with their own catapult decks for launching mobile suits. Each hanger can hold a minimum of 12 mobile suits along with other weapon systems and needed equipment. This allows The Venue to hold and launch anywhere from 48 to 72 mobile suits, thereby allowing it to carry and deploy a veritable army.

•Nanocarbon Alpha/Liten Hull:
The Venue uses a mixed hull with layers of Liten and Nanocarbon α, with the Nanocarbon helping to prevent rounds from penetrating deep into the center of the ship where they could do major damage. Originally a full Nanocarbon α hull was planned but the price tag and difficulty of working the material forced a changed. The addition of multiple layers of Liten makes the vessel extremely heavy, though its role makes it a moot point most of the time.

•Prototype MAGRYS
The Magnetic Redirection System was an experimental defense system put forth by the Raj Factory. By projecting a powerful magnetic field around the vessel in a large invisible bubble, incoming rounds could have their trajectories influenced with minimal effort. This increased the Venue’s ranged defenses even more and made it all the more formidable. However the field also influences the ship’s own powder and magnetic weapons while in use, making it reliant on its energy weapons.

•Luxurious Facilities
The Venue is not simply equipped for defense and long voyages, it is decked out like a small palace. With a well stocked kitchen, regal bedrooms, and even a full ball room. Though easily seen as unneeded and over-extravagant, these luxuries make it easier to house events and meetings aboard the ship. And with countless troops and weapons on hand it is virtually as safe as the palace on Olympus Mas.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•500mm MAG Cannon x6
The Venue mounts six MAG cannons of considerable size and caliber. At full charge just one of the cannons is capable of dealing considerable penetrative damage against other ships. If all six are fired at a vessel and manage to connect, that vessel would almost certainly be destroyed and at the very least have a massive hole blown through it. However due to the power needed to charge these cannons their firing speed is very slow and can be timed by those perceptive enough.

•Prototype Plasma Cannon x2
Mounted on the Venue are two large plasma cannons mounted on turrets. Rising out of the interior of the ship they appear on the deck to fire at distance ships, drawing large amounts of energy from the Venue’s reactor with each shot. Though their projectiles are powerful and can overcome virtually any defense, the plasma shots have some travel time.

While near useless against faster vessels and mobile suits, they are battleship killers and can even do considerable damage to fortresses, colonies, and habitats...

•Red Spectrum VSL x32
In place of traditional shell-firing point-defense turrets, the Venue uses a large number of Visible Spectrum Lasers. The idea being that in such large numbers the lasers can easily handle rockets, missiles, and even focus down individual mobile suits by concentrating their beams together. While they have proven effective in practice they have flaws as the large VSLs overheat quite quickly and aren’t as capable of long sustained fire like a regular machine gun.

Technical History

The Hamlet-Class ships were built as ships of the line. The biggest, baddest ships that could be built at the time. Primarily they were intended to be used as the flagship for admirals to guarantee their safety in battle. However they didn’t see very much use and saw even less use during the Rebirth of Piracy, as the pirates were long gone by the time a Hamlet-class managed to arrive.

A few Hamlet-classes were eventually taken as personal ships of the Royal Family. These ships were used to ferry nobles, princes, princesses, and once even the Emperor himself between the colonies. To ensure their safety and to discourage any thoughts of attack by the enemies of the Empire, the Hamlet-classes taken by the Royal Family were extensively modified.

One particular ship, renamed The Venue, was worked on by the Imperial Ordinance Company and an over-eager Raj Factory. They submitted a number of experiment weapons and designs to be used on the ship. Plasma-Cannons, large numbers of VSLs, and large caliber MAG cannons were mounted along with an experimental defense system.

The Magnetic Redirection System Or “MAGRYS” projected a powerful magnetic field around the massive vessel. This field was used to influence incoming projectiles and send them off course, making otherwise accurate shots complete misses. MAGRYS seemingly made The Venue untouchable at a distance, but it had its flaws.

MAGRYS affected all ballistic projectiles, including its own, making its heavy duty MAG cannons useless while the system was active. The effectiveness of the system also dropped the closer a target came to the Venue, as there was less travel time and thus less time to effect the trajectory of the projectile.

These flaws were kept secret however and brushed under the rug. Since its re-fit the Venue has been used by a particular member of the Martian Royal Family, a princess trying to work a campaign of peace on Venus even as things deteriorate into violence...

Vessel Appearance

The Prospero-Class, by design, has no set appearance as it is constructed of modules. Depending on what modules are used and how many it can vary dramatically in size and appearance. However the nature of the modules (and the Sharp Workshop’s influence) leaves the modules very blocky with hard and sharp edges.

Technical Details

Crew Size Varies
Dimensions:

• Height: Varies
• Length: Varies
• Width: Varies

Weight Class: Varies
Equipment and Design Features:
•Module Assembly and Design
Through the use of modules a Prospero-Class has no set design, weapons, or equipment loadout. Instead each ship can be constructed from pre-built modules, allowing for a ship with any number of functions or roles to be assembled.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Varies ]

Technical History

he Prospero-class is an experimental ship design built off the idea of modularity.

Instead of building a single ship, for a singular purpose, with no way to easily modify it without doing a complete refit, ships could be built in modules and assembled based on what was needed at the time. The idea being production could be sped up by producing individual modules and greater flexibility could be allowed in the fleets by having diverse ships largely compatible with the same equipment.

Currently no Prospero-Class ships have been deployed by the Empire, but trial experiments are currently on-going around the Annona Colony and Space Fortress Gaspra orbiting Venus. With many claiming that a ‘sample’ ship will be ready for by the time of the grand expo on Venus...

Vessel Appearance

The Kelly-Class Cargo Ship is a long skeletal frame with four large engines fitted on the back and a tall, narrow bridge fixed to the front. While bare bones in its base form the Kelly-Class can be fitted with great number of cargo containers, tanks, and other holding units. These can be fixed in various amounts and placed around the ship in various ways thanks to the skeletal frame system. As such the appearance of Kelly-Class ships can differ, either appearing slim and organized or bulky and misshapen, depending on its cargo and the organization choice of the captain.

Technical Details

Crew Size Very Low or Medium
Dimensions:

• Height: 55 meters
• Length: 145 meters
• Width: 110 meters

Weight Class: Light to Heavy
Equipment and Design Features:
•Skeletal Frame and Universal Cargo Mounts
Due to the unique construction of the Kelly-Class Cargo ship, a number of universal block-shaped cargo containers can be mounted to its skeletal frame. Its skeletal frame can easily receive extensions to lengthen the ship, allowing it to carry even more containers. This makes it simple to modify the ship for all kinds of hauling and transportation needs.

From an outlaw perspective this also makes the ship very easy to modify into different kinds of ships by altering containers and fitting them to the ship to change the role and capabilities of the vessel. There are limits to this, but creative criminals have always let their imaginations run wild and made the most out of the setup the Kelly-Class had to offer.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•None

Technical History

The Ned Kelly-Class Cargo is essentially a skeletal frame with engines fitted to the rear and bridge mounted on the front. Modular containers and extensions to the ship’s skeleton are sold/can be made, allowing a great degree of freedom over the ship’s length, width, what the ship can carry, and how much it can carry. It has been in use for well over a hundred years and has been an incredibly popular design to this day.

During the Rebirth of Piracy, Ned Kelly-Class Cargo Ships were raided and then taken to be converted into pirate ships. It proved very possible and very easy to frankenstein Ned Kelly-Class ships into all kinds of different roles from fast attack craft, boarding vessels, and even proper fighting ships. One Ned Kelly-Class was built on to the point of becoming a burgeoning, massive mobile base carrying various facilities.

Of the more famous Ned Kelly-Class conversions was done Rodriegz “Orange Beard” Lanzer, captain of the “Drunk Punch” a 500 meter long battleship mounting a ludicrous amount of guns and nothing resembling armor.

Vessel Appearance

Haggart-Class passenger vessels are sleek, sharp, shapely vessels with eight engines mounted along their wide rear. They are often painted with with detailing done in a calming sea-foam green, though some of the ships taken for luxury liners are painted a rather garish gold and black color. The ship is comparatively small compared to other ships and has little in the way of meaningful cargo space. However it has the facilities and well designed interior needed to comfortable transport large amounts of people over long distances.

Technical Details

Crew Size Medium
Dimensions:

• Height: 45 Meters
• Length: 100 Meters
• Width: 80 Meters at rear

Weight Class: Light
Equipment and Design Features:
•Passenger Accommodations
Though small a single Haggart-Class ship can accommodate anywhere from 5000 people, and comfortably at that. Its interior is well designed and efficiently uses all the space that is has been given. This makes it ideal for delivering people from place to place, whatever the distance may be. The ship even has a gravity block, a section of the ship that spins to create artificial gravity, containing useful facilities for long distance voyages.
•High Performance Engines
Haggart-Class ships were designed with the express purpose of bringing people from place to place over considerable distances. It was equipped with high output engines designed primarily to take advantage of its very light design. This makes it one of the fastest ships available on the civilian market and was actually used as a reference point for several military ships that were eventually developed. These engines help Haggart-Class ships to flee from pirates and danger, as well as to make quicker then normal trips between the various places in the Empire.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•None

Technical History

The Haggart-Class passanger ship was produced by the Imperial Ordnance Company to fulfill the demand for a fast, comfortable ship for use in traveling between the various stops in the Empire. It ended up developing an effective and fast vessel that could be tooled for low, middle class, and upper class transportation needs with only minor adjustments and interior changes.

This allowed the Haggart-Class to remain in valid use for almost a hundred years. During the Rebirth of Piracy the ships were targeted in large numbers by pirates eager to ransom off people or simply steal their valuables. They proved to be difficult targets to chase down, however their eventual use of mobile workers eventually allowed to develop tactics to effectively get them. Many captured Haggart-Class ships saw conversion into light hit-and-run cruisers during the Rebirth of Piracy, often chasing down other Haggart-Class ships.

Vessel Appearance

The Aitken-Class is a ship shaped like a double ended rubber mallet, having a large bulbous rounded front, a narrow but sturdy middle, and a large rounded back similar to the front. This is due to the extensive armor and protection added to the vessel, allowing it to move into otherwise heavily debris laden areas in order to salvage and clean up. Three vertical slit thrusters are built into the large rear of the vessel which also acts cargo space for carrying whatever scrap or salvage is found.

Technical Details

Crew Size Medium
Dimensions:

• Height: 70 meters
• Length: 130 meters
• Width: 90 meters

Weight Class:
Equipment and Design Features:
•Heavy Impact Armor
The Aitken-Class is heavily armored in the front and rear, with layers upon layers of liten armor. This allows it to ram directly into proper sized asteroids and derelect ships with only minimal damage, if any. While not intentional this armor also holds up under proper gunfire, able to withstand cannon shells and even missiles from the front. However this armor isn't anywhere as thick or effective in the middle of the vessel, making it the weakest point of the ship.
•Waldo Salvage Arms x6
Six arms for work in space and the collection of space bound debris can unfurl from the thin mid-section of the ship to help with salvage operations.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•None

Technical History

The Aitken-Class saw deployment in 440 R.C as the increase in shipping accidents and the overall amount of debris in the Empire opened salvaging as a viable business. Produced by the Imperial Ordnance Company the Aitken became the work horse of many companies and even saw use in mining. While not the fastest ship available it was incredibly tough and produced many captains who, well into their twilight years would swear by their old Aitken-Class vessels as being the most reliable ships.

During the Rebirth of Piracy, Aitken-Class ships saw an increase in usage as many scrambled to collect the valuable parts from ships and mobile workers. However this ended up many greedy salvages falling prey to pirates themselves and having their ships taken. These heavily armored ships were used as heavy duty assault vessels and front-like bulwarks in pirate fleets.

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Cathrida is a slender, fair skinned women with shoulder-length black hair and a dark aura to her. She stands 5,9 with a single tangerine colored eye. Her other eye appears to be missing, covered up with an eye-patch fitted with a hex patterned compound sensor. Sporting a noticeable bust and a slender waist, Cathrida dresses in a pair of black thigh-highs, a black and red fest, and wears a pair of dark shoulder pauldrons with a flowing red cloak coming off of it. Both arms and legs have been replaced with cybernetic prosthetics, each one sporting claw-like figures and giving her a somewhat inhuman look. Only when undressed does the full extent of her cybernetic reconstruction become apparent.

• Ambitious
• Vindictive
• Fearless
• Selfish
• Greedy
• Regretful...

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Cathrida Hilda Stoker was born in 469 of the Revolutionary Calendar.

Her place of birth was Luna, in the 22nd habitation cylinder to a family of coffee farmers. The early years of her life were defined primarily by her work on the farm, with menial labor and repair work taking precedence over any opportunity to study. Though information from this time is limited, after the fact comments and interviews make it clear that Cathrida’s family was content with their way of life while she was anything but content.

It seemed she would remain there indefinitely until an incident occurred in the habitation cylinder, with a malfunction threatening the safety of the residents. None of the locals could repair the issue and arrival of proper maintenance individuals would take too long. Then a 12 year old Cathrida appeared and with seemingly little effort repaired the malfunction, saving those living in the habitation cylinder as well as their crops.

Though her family believed after the fact Cathrida had intentionally set up the malfunction to occur so she could fix it there is no current evidence to prove that. Her effort caught the attention of L-Sect and she was offered to join their ranks and study with them. Cathrida accepted without consulting her parents, effectively disappearing from their lives.

Due to the secretive nature of L-Sect it is unknown what Cathrida did for the next six years. However it is assumed she gained a higher form of education and learned the many secrets of the organization. By the time she was 18 she was well spoken of and was recorded in being very active within the organization. However in 486 R.C a ad-hoc investigation was launched by a Zarn Imperial Official visiting Luna. He forced himself into a private meeting between L-Sect members and an incident occurred.

Available sources show great conflict in what happened. The Zarn Official reported that Cathrida provoked and then attacked him, leading to the accidental discharge of a weapon and the death of one elder members of L-Sect present. Other sources state that the Zarn Official used excessive force, having Cathrida beaten for insulting him and attempting to shoot her before the eldest L-Sect member present attempted to intervene and was shot instead.

A proper investigation could not be launched however as the next day the Zarn official and the military personnel accompanying him were all found dead. L-Sect announced that Cathrida was no longer with their organization and the Official's ship went missing.

Cathrida is believed to have left Luna at this point and it is speculated that over the next two years that she became accustomed to space and found other 'like minded' individuals. By the time she was twenty years old Cathrida was identified and connected to various attacks on cargo ships and vessels traveling between planets.

She made a name for herself when she attacked and raided a passenger ship called the Banzing.

It is unknown why she attacked a passenger vessel, but rumors were circulating at the time that said that the Banzing was secretly carrying something of immense value.

No one knows what she found or if she found anything. All that is known is that everyone on-board the massive passenger ship died, supposedly at Cathrida's hands.

This made her a mass murderer and earned her the name "The Butcher of Banzing" as well as a massive bounty, making her one of the most wanted people prior to the Rebirth of Piracy.

In spite of her large bounty Cathrida did well for herself.

Stealing a Portia-Class repair ship, Cathrida had it remodeled for combat and began employing the mobile workers on board to raid ships. She sought out high value targets and amassed a great fortune, buying off those who wanted her bounty and making enemies into potential allies. However unlike many pirates she sought direct conflict with the Zarn Fleet, sinking and humiliating them whenever possible.

During this time rumors of Cathrida's tremendous greed and her ambition began to grow.

It was said by many captured criminals that had met her that Cathrida didn't want money, she wanted power. And once she found out that money could only give her so much power...she began to look for a way to seize true power.

Using her wealth and connections Cathrida began to orchestrate a plot against the Royal Family of the Zarn Empire. By bribing, black mailing, and threatening various people Cathrida succeeded in gathering the Emperor and the royal family in one place. Aboard an old, Hamlet-Class ship known as the Venue a celebration was held and dedicated towards the long health and good fortune of the Emperor.

Everyone aboard was convinced the ship was unassailable, but unbeknownst to them Cathrida had paid to have most of the on-board weapons sabotaged. This allowed Cathrida to sneak aboard with trusted men and take the Royal Family hostage.

Gaining an upper hand, Cathrida made it a point to force the Emperor to his knees and shoot him in the head in front of everyone.

No sooner did she shoot the Emperor however did someone shoot her, destroying her eye and gravely wounding her in the process. Forced to flee before she could take care of the rest of the royal family, Cathrida attempted to destroy the Venue with her weaponized mobile workers. Only to come face to face with the Empire’s latest weapon, the Redcoat “Mobile Suit”.

The Redcoat’s overwhelmed her forces and nearly killed her, forcing her to flee for her life and squashing her chance to seize power.

For four years, Cathrida faded from the public view. The Empire searched and searched for her, but to no avail. Then they came upon her ship in orbit around Luna. A fight broke out between Cathrida’s vessel and the Zarn fleet, with Cathrida fighting against a black mobile suit in a fight to the death.

Cathrida lost and she, along with her entire crew were supposedly killed.

Since then however there have been many who suspected she somehow survived, as the wreckage of her mobile suit was never found and there was no sign of her body.

Some believed that Cathrida was rescued by L-Sect and has been in their care ever since, but Imperial Investigators reject this.

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L-Sect Teachings: For six years Cathrida received an extensive education on Luna and has a through understanding of the secrets of cybernetics no privy to those outside of the organization. She also has a strong knowledge of electronics, computer engineering, and knows how to program. Using this knowledge she can maintain her own cybernetics and make adjustments to her mobile suits and weapons to better suit her needs.

Pirate Captain Experience: Cathrida was a pirate captain before and during the Rebirth of Piracy in R.C 490. She has intimate knowledge of the Zern Empire's fleet tactics, their older model ships, and how to properly run and utilize a ship. The women was using mobile workers in combat well before the advent of mobile suit and her experience is very clear in combat. She uses a fast and highly aggressive style, using whatever underhanded or foul tricks needed in order to win, fighting in a way that puts more numerically superior enemies at a disadvantage.

Neural Uplink: Cathrida, like all Lunites, is fitted with a cybernetic neural implant in the base of her neck. This plants allows her to physically connect with machines and computers via a cable and a universal port found on most devices. By connecting to a system Cathrida is able to more easily use and understand it. Cathrida is able to take this one step further, modifying her mobile suit and even her ship to allow her to control it directly through the use of her implant.

This greatly reduces reaction times and enhances her piloting abilities, essentially turning her mobile suit into an extension of her own body. Most of the time however her full capabilities are limited by the low-quality nature of her mobile suit. On top of his using a neural uplink can be risky as sudden surges of electricity or invasive software can cause extreme pain or injury to her while she's connected.

Cybernetic Reconstruction: Cathrida's arms, legs, right eye, spinal cord, kidneys and liver have all been replaced with cybernetic implants. These afford Cathrida a great number of benefit including heightened strength, agility, reaction times, as well as durability as her limbs have nanocarbon plating. The sensor 'eye-patch' over her destroyed right-eye affords her binocular vision and allows her to see in different visual spectrum if she so pleases.

The only downsides are these these cybernetic implants require occasional maintenance and ultimately help to keep her alive, meaning she would certainly die without them.
Double Barreled Handcannon: A double barreled break-action handgun produced in an illegal shop, chambered for rounds well over what would be considered safe for a pistol. However thanks to Cathrida's cybernetic arms and enhanced strength she is able to fire the recoil heavy weapons with ease. Though limited to two shots before requiring a reload the weapon is capable extreme damage, especially with a proper direct hit.

Cathrida is an experienced ex-pirate loaded with potent cybernetics that make her a monster inside ad outside of the cockpit. She knows all the right ways to cut into the Empire's ships and how to best disrupt their forces. The women is intelligent, plotting, and aggressive with a viscous confidence that draws people to her. She has a clear plan for the Zern Empire and even with the few tools at her disposal she is more then capable of carrying it out.

However Cathrida isn't the same person she used to be. Though very much motivated by dark feelings within her, she has regrets that have pried open weaknesses in her heart. Her past actions have left a lot of blood on her hands and made her many, many enemies on Mars who are willing to go the extra mile to see her suffer for what she did. She is also overly reliant on her cybernetics, not simply due to needing them to stay alive, but also in a combat sense.


★ ZIMS-01T Turncoat Cathrida Custom

Unit Appearance

The Turncoat is a heavily modified Redcoat where only a few fundamental elements of the suit have been left unchanged. Its head has received an extensive re-design, reducing its profile, and changing its shape to resemble that of an old-fashioned 18th century pirate's hat. The epaulette styled shoulders have been outright removed and replaced with the shoulders from the ZIMS-02 Tommy, laden with spites. Both arms and both legs of the Redcoat have been improved, making them slicker and somewhat more fluid in motion. A kind of ballistic fabric rigging has been added to the chest, acting as a carrier for reactive armor plates. From the shoulders of the machine hangs a cape made of a similar material.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, standard three-screen cockpit in torso.
Dimensions: 18 meters
Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor
Equipment and Design Features:
•Salvaged Tommy Reactor and Backpack
In order to improve the capabilities of the old 1st Generation Redcoat, parts were salvaged from destroyed Tommy's found drifting through space. Only the shoulders, reactor, and backpack of the found Tommy could be used to improve the Turncoat. However even with just these parts the overall capabilities of the suit are improved. Great boosting reactor power and doubling the speed of the unit thanks to the improved thruster backpack. Since the Turncoat is still as light as the Redcoat, it is able to take advantage of the extra thruster power that Tommy's otherwise can't due to their increased weight.

•Reactive Armor Carrier and Ballistic Cape
In order to boost the defensive abilities of the Turncoat while keeping weight down, the chest and arms have been fitted with ballistic fiber rigging carrying reactive armor plates. These plates explode when struck by projectiles, effectively denying the explosion through a shaped charge. Along with these plates is a thick cape of sorts hanging from the Turncoat's back, made of the same ballistic fiber but thicker. The cape along with the plates provide a helpful boost in defense. However the reactive armor loses effectiveness with each strike, meaning every shot provides another weak point for the enemy to abuse.

•Neural Control System
Modifications have been made to the Turncoat to allow Cathrida to connect directly with it and control it via her neural implant. This vastly boosts the capabilities of the mobile suit and allows her to use it in ways a normal pilot couldn't. The arms and legs of the Turncoat have been redesigned to allow for more human-like movements. However even with the changes the Turncoat has trouble keeping up with Cathrida's input and partially handicaps her abilities to a degree.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•192mm Double-Barrel MAG Shotgun
The Turncoat Custom carries with it a crude magnetic weapon, essentially an illegally made break action mobile suit sized shotgun. Though limited to two shots, the shotgun is capable of firing solid slugs or armor penetrating shatter shot. Its main advantage is that it can be over charged and used to devastating effect in close quarters, or even at a distance with the wide spray of magnetically accelerated pellets being difficult to dodge. The main weakness is that it can only be fired twice, or once if both barrels are fired at once, forcing frequent reloads using the individuals cartridges kept in pairs on the outside of the machine.

•P390 SMARTgun SMG x2
High, compact, sleek looking sub-machine guns fitted with high power sensors and high capacity 80 round top-mounted magazines. Being Smartguns these sub-machine guns don't simply fire conventional rounds, but rather they fire high-tech guided munitions. When fired the rounds from the smartguns will curve and correct their course, tracking enemy movement and shifting direction to hit them. Their penetration and damage is limited due to the inclusion of guidance systems, but are highly accurate. While Cathrida is connected to her mobile suit, she can manually guide the rounds in order to hit pin-point targets on mobile suits in close range.

The guns are mounted on small, crude sub-arms on the back of the Turncoat, allowing Cathrida to fire them freehand or remove and duel wield them as necessary.

••Nanocarbon Cutlass
A long, curved sword with a razor sharp nanocarbon blade. Carried in a sheath on the Turncoat's hit it serves as an effective and dangerous melee weapon, capable of hacking off the limbs of enemy MS or running through cockpits.
The Turncoat is an improvement over the original Redcoat, using parts from the 2nd Generation Tommy to improve its speed and reactor powers. Improvements made to its limbs and the modifications made to allow for use of the neural connection implant of its pilot greatly boost its mobility and capabilities in combat. However it is still rather fragile like the Redcoat and the efforts made to improve its defenses provide only temporary benefit in long term combat. Even with the improvements made the performance of the suit still handicap's the pilot and prevents them from showing their full potential.

Technical History

After Cathrida was shot down, she was rescued from the surface of Luna by L-Sect who also recovered her heavily damaged Redcoat. As they attended to her medically, installing implants to supplement her destroyed organs and helping her through rehabilitation, her Redcoat was gradually repaired. Initially Cathrida's allies in L-Sect had great ambitions for what they could put into the suit. However they feared too much advanced tech would lead to them being accused by the Empire of assisting the pirate queen.

As such they salvaged what they could from elsewhere and made most of the improvements using mundane, available technology. Only the addition of a pair of Smartguns and adjustments made to allow the suit to be controlled via Neural implant would so much as hint at their involvement. After a number of years Cathrida was healthy enough to leave and took her custom Turncoat and stowed away on a cargo ship headed for Venus...

Laika is a young women standing 5,7 with a lithe, athletic frame and a heavy of short messy light brown hair atop her head. She has light skin often discolored with oil, dirt, dust, or a little bit of blood from scratched earned from work or fist fights on the street. Often dressed in a standard orange worker jumpsuit with the sleeves rolled up and decked out with a pair of steel-toed work boots a little too big for her, Laika often blends into crowds fairly easily. However he eyes are an a piercing yellow color and often stand out from her dirty face.

• Loyal
• Lonely
• Emotionally intense
• Curious
• Quick to anger
• Contemplative.

"--I don't really like to think about the past. At the same time, thinking about the future can be pretty scary. But what happened in the past makes us who were are right now. So if I just forget about it, then will I stop being me? That's an even scarier thought! I'm not sure there is any 'good' way to go about this, but I might as well write down my thoughts.

Up until I was seven years old, everything is blurry. Maybe you're not even supposed to remember that far back, but all I can recall is a lot of orange and grey. Venus feels pretty familiar to me when I look at it, so it was easy enough to figure out this was where I was born. After all I don't have any implants, so I can't be from Luna, and I'm not rich so I can't be from Mars, its uh--what's it called? Process of elimination.

But that doesn't matter. All that matters is when I met the Captain.

It was eleven years ago, 488 R.C I think.

For some reason I was on a ship, a big ship. All I can remember is staring out a window into space and feeling terrified. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and when I looked up she was there. The first time I saw the captain she had their fierce look in her eyes (she had both of them back then). Her orange eyes almost had a glow to them. I could tell just be looking that the captain wasn't afraid and I could tell that she didn't want to hurt me.

What happened after that is fuzzy. All I know is that I survived while a lot of other people ended up dead. The Captain doesn't like to talk about it and I don't like to think about it. But I don't need to think about it to know that the Captain saved my life. That's all I need to know.

After that I became a member of her crew! Well, sort of.

I became a 'cabin boy'. Apparently a long time ago, when ships sailed on the 'sea' (whatever that is) instead of in space young kids used to be used to do all kinds of chores. This was pretty much the same thing and I spent a lot of the time cleaning up, takings things to crew members, relaying messages, helping in the kitchen, and other boring stuff.

But it wasn't all bad. The Captain checked on me a lot, usually to tell me off for doing something wrong, but she always taught me things. Apparently I didn't know a lot of things I was supposed to even for being as young as I was. So she taught me how to read, how to write, how to do math, how computers work, the basics of piloting a ship, how to shoot a gun, and how to stab someone so they start bleeding out.

Normal stuff other kids probably got taught in school.

Despite being kind of useless aboard the ship compared to the others the Captain always treated me like I was important. That didn't mean she let me be lazy or skimp out on my work, and when I pissed her off I was always at risk of a caning. But she didn't yell at me unless I was doing something stupid and she took the time to show me things. The older I got the more responsibilities she gave me.

When I was with the Captain I always felt I knew what I had to do and that what I could do was meaningful.

By the time I was ten years old I was using mobile workers and helping to haul 'booty' from ships that we raided. Just a year later and I was actually fighting with the rest of the crew. Not that the Captain wanted me to fight. She showed me how, but said I should wait till I was older unless I wanted do die doing something stupid. But there were times where everyone on the ship had to fight, that or die.

Killing people...hurt. It was uncomfortable at first and made me feel very funny afterwards. But the Captain told me I shouldn't feel bad about hurting or killing other people. The people I kill don't care about me and would kill me without a second thought if it would benefit them. At the time I wasn't sure about that, but now...now I can see the Captain was absolutely right.

Despite all the fighting we made a lot of money. I normally didn't get a very big cut, but even the sliver of money I got was so much I didn't know what to do with it all. The Captain knew exactly how to use her money though and for a while things were really good. We won all of our fights, our fleet got bigger, and even the Zern were starting to become scared of us.

For a time I thought it would never end...but it did. And it ended badly.

The Captain was planning something, something big. She wouldn't tell me anything, only that if she suceeded she would be the one ruling Mars.

When she came back though she was missing a lot of ships, a lot of men, and one of her eyes. The rest of the crew didn't see it, but when I snuck into the Captain's room that night...I saw her crying for the first time in my whole life.

After that things were never the same. The Zern had gotten better weapons and our Mobile Workers were useless against them. Raiding ships became harder and Luna wasn't as safe as it used to be. Lots of the pirate fleets got destroyed and some just disbanded, ran away in fear. Our own fleet got smaller and smaller until it was just two ships. I remember the Captain doing everything she could and things just...fell apart.

Then, when I was 13 or 14, the Captain sent me away.

I didn't want to go, I wanted to fight, but when I tried to argue the Captain hit me hard enough to throw me off my feet.

The Captain said that I needed to go and that she would find me after she was done with

So I left with the head mechanic and headed to Venus.

We waited for the captain there for a long time and eventually our money ran out. Me and my 'uncle' had to get a job at a factory and started living in a capsule hotel. Then there was an accident and my 'uncle' died...leaving me all alone.

Later I heard that the Captain had gotten into a tight around Luna and died.

But I didn't believe that, and I still don't.

Its been four years since I last saw the Captain, but I'm still waiting here like she wanted me too.

Living on Venus isn't great. The habitats are big and somehow cramped at the same time. No one cares about me here. No one cares about anyone here. I can almost feel their apathy, their anger and their misery crushing down on me like a rock. It makes me sick and angry, enough that I just want to bury my fists into the next person I see.

I don't like it here, but neither does anyone else. The people from Mars and especially the Zern always seem so happy to be leaving. Seeing their smiles always makes me so angry. I can see why the Captain said it was OK to steal from them.

Everyone is so angry lately, so desperate, I can practically feel it in the air. Something is going to happen, something big.

Whatever happens I know the captain will be back for me.

I'm not sure when I'll bother writing in this journal, but the next time I do I hope it'll be with the Captain beside me.
-Laika, R.C 499

Outlaw Education: Laika's education was non-standard to say the least. While she learned important basics Laika was also instructed in the ways of knife-fighting, proper firearm usage, how to fight with her hands, the fundamentals of running a ship, how to board a ship, how to hide stolen goods, how to locate places to fence stolen goods, and other tricks of the criminal and piracy trade. Years later this knowledge has helped Laika stay alive on Venus.

Mobile Worker Experience: Laika has been using mobile suits since she was very young, both in a 'proper' and thoroughly illegal fashion. Her work as a mobile worker pilot in her industrial job has only kept her skills sharp and taught her all the different ways to weaponize various tools. Though she has limited experience with proper mobile suits she is never the less a capable pilot in combat situations and more then capable of engaging professionally trained combatants.

Human Kai- Precognitive Flashes: Unbeknownst to Laika, she is a "Human Kai". Her brainwaves are considerably stronger then a regular human, she has a greater sense of spatial awareness, and her body and mind are better suited for handling extreme G-forces. Even in her ignorant state unaware of what she actually is, the latent abilities inherent to all Human kai are still active within her own mind.

Laika is able to more easily sense the emotions and intents of other people. Her mind registers when someone wishes to direct harm towards her and gives her a brief 'flash' of what is about to occur. This allows Laika to react well before the action is taken, allowing her to avoid danger that she would otherwise be unaware of. It is thanks to this that Human kai have insane reaction times and can seeming 'see the future'.

However, there are drawbacks.

Having inherent, almost empathetic abilities negatively impacts Laika's own emotional health as she is acutely aware of how others feel on an almost constant basis, even her enemies. The long term side effects of this are unknown but on the whole Laika is much more emotionally erratic, having difficulties keeping her own feelings in check when surrounded by so many intense feelings.

Knowing something bad is going to happen, even before hand, does not always mean one can do anything about it. Not all attacks can be easily or cleanly avoided, even with prior warning. Overwhelming firepower can often negative the advantages of Human-Kai precognition by simply drowning the target in explosive munitions and large area of effect attacks.
Handmade Revolver: A six shot low-caliber single-action revolver with a short barrel. Made on machine tools in a workshop after hours the revolver has crude rifling and its mechanisms aren't exactly factory quality. Never the less it fires bullets and kills people, plus its small enough that Laika can easily conceal it and retrieve it when necessary. Which is good, because owning the weapon could easily get her thrown in jail.

Boot Knife: Hidden in Laika's right steel-toed boots is a razor sharp steel blade, capable of deploying from the tip of the boot after being promoted by a mechanism near the toe. I an instant the blade can be deployed and used as a kicking weapon, allowing Laika to make her kicks more then lethal. This is an excellent holdout weapon and one that can be used even if her arms are bound.

Laika is a young girl with a lot of potential. Her intimacy with mobile workers, her latent abilities as a Human-Kai, and her background working for a pirate leave her more prepared for rebellion then most. Despite her age she has zero qualms killing others and has the means to do so if needed. She can make the most out of mobile workers in combat, enough to go toe to toe with professional soldiers.

At the same time Laika is emotionally erratic and very emotionally dependent on her surrogate mother, Cathrida. This leaves her very vulnerable to being emotionally manipulated by those close to her and at risk of violent emotional spirals. Her combat experience is also rather limited starting out and is at a disadvantage against veteran, properly equipped pilots.
● Modified Model 7 Scuton

The Princess stands 5,10 with long silky pink hair, deep emerald eyes, and a slender figure with an ample butt and bust fitting for royalty. She has surprisingly toned and athletic build hidden beneath her dresses and gowns, her fair light skin standing out even amidst her colorful regal clothing. Asallia always does her best to have a smile on her face and stands tall to exude an aura of positivity. Though her eyes tend to carry a look of exhaustion a lot of the time...

• Kind
• Considerate
• Diplomatic
• well-Spoken
• Strong Willed
• Disillusioned and Doubtful

Hello my dear and loyal readers, its me Whispering Will come to give you the latest scoop on things you shouldn’t know in the Empire.

Writing about the Royal Family is typically a big no-no. No one cares if the dirt is dug up on nobles given how much mud they sling at one another. Even works criticizing the Royal Family are given a free pass at times, often when those in the Royal Family are in agreement that something is wrong. However, a line is drawn when it comes to the personal lives of those with royal blood.

No tabloid published alive would so much as think of breathing a bad word about them and underground publishers are scared to tackle the subject...save for me.

I know plenty of you are already salivating at the mouth, imagining all the juicy details on the colorful characters that fill the Royal Family of Mars. However I’m sure you’ll all be surprised when you find out who I’ll be covering in this little pamphlet, back-alley toilet paper of mine.

Princess Asallia.

“But, Will!” I hear you cry “Why would we want to know about some pink-haired pacifist when we already know everything about her?”

Ah, but that my dear readers is where you are mistaken. You think you know everything you need to know about Asallia. And that is exactly what they want.

Princess Asallia was born to the Emperor’s first wife and was his third child, putting her at third in line for the throne (or dead last depending on who you ask). Like all proper members of the Royal Family she was raised on Mars and lived the first decade or so of her life in the gilded, garden filled palace of the Zern Empire. From a very young age Asallia was interested in singing, dancing, old-Earth literature, and gardening.

Asallia made friends with a lower-noble boy those father owned a shoe factory on Venus. When she was ten years old her friend left with his father to make a trip to the factory so he could oversee how it was operated. However he never returned as he and his father were filled when an attempt at strike breaking turned violent and ended with the destruction of the factory.

This event seemed to have a long lasting effect on Asallia as soon afterwards she began to denounce violence and made attempts to better understand the conditions on Mars and Venus. It was assumed by many in the Royal Family that this was just a phase but after three years Asallia’s behavior showed no signs of self-correction.

Here is a little known fact for my faithful readers, one few outside of the Royal Family and higher ranked military members know: At one point Asallia was actually enlisted into the military.

When Asallia was 13 the Emperor grew concerned about the personal beliefs his daughter held. Given how close she was in succession to the throne, he feared she could do damage to the Empire should she ever take the through. He called Asallia before her and confronted her about the matter. However she refused to yield and as a result was sent to a military academy on Deimos.

So yes dear readers, for an entire year the princess was forced through grueling physical and mental training to condition her for combat. Very young enlistments into the Zern Military aren’t as uncommon as you might think, especially for those in the Royal Family and those of noble blood.

It's unclear just what she went through on Deimos as no one knows who her instructor was or what classes she was present in. All that is known is the Emperor enrolled her under a false name and pulled strings to ensure the new applicant to the academy would be put through the ringer by staff and students alike.

After a year the Princess was allowed to come home in order to participate in a grand ceremony aboard the Venue.

And I’m sure everyone reading this is already intimately familiar with what happens next. A famous pirate came very close to killing off the royal family and actually gave the Emperor an injury that has begun to destroy his mind in recent years. However, what few realize is that many, many important details of that event have been obscured by rumor and hearsay.

Someone within the Royal Family shot Cathrida. Straight. In. The. Face.

Yet bo one has ever been clear about who this was. Some not-so-trustworthy individuals of ‘high acclaim’ have made statements saying they were the one to pull the trigger. Others state that it was simply one of the rank and file in the room who had managed to keep their pistol.

Directly or indirectly asked, everyone who was present at the event seems to have a...tension whenever questions are put towards them.

The only straight answer this underground writer was able to get was from a dying, borderline senile old man who once acted as a butler for the Royal Family. He claimed that Princess Asallia was the one who fired the shot, with a pistol the pirate butcher herself had given her.

Now, I may be considered something of a baseless conspiracy theorist even amongst this communication, but I will be up front and say this: No, the Princess of Peace and Love did not shoot the pirate butcher in the face.

However, I will suggest who could have fired the shot.

Given Asallia was coming fresh from the military academy back home after a year, it's entirely possible she made an acquaintance. Said acquaintance was allowed to come home with her and attend the event aboard the Venue when everything went wrong. Who do we know who appeared shortly after this event? Who was given the freedom to do essentially whatever he pleased in the Empire?

That’s right. The Wyvern.

The masked (or helmeted for the pedantic) bodyguard of the Princess who in recent years has become as much a figure of mystery as they have controversy. I would bet anything that he was the whole who pulled his trigger. His action won him the favor of the Emperor himself who, through out of gratefulness or brain damaged delirium, gave him the decree that he did.

However, The Wyvern is a story for another article entirely (one that will hopefully come with this one). So for now, let us return to the Princess.

After the incident on the Venue things get fuzzy for about two years or so in regards to what the Princess was doing. While still technically enlisted in the military, it's doubtful Asallia likely participated in the mass-purge of pirates that happened afterwards. Given both her beliefs and the state of her father at the time its more plausible she returned home, possibly in a great state of emotional duress.

two years later however the Princess returned to the public scene, seemingly back to her old self. At 16 years old the Princess started the “John Huffam Outreach Program” that specifically sought out intelligent children from low-income families on Venus and Luna, giving them a chance to come to Mars and attend the extremely prestigious Martian Institute of Technology.

This program of hers ended up catching a lot of flack and resistance, but was the first genuine attempt to act on her beliefs that we the public got to see. Asallia’s efforts gave dozens of children the chance at a better life and helped to create many impressive technical achievements that we have started to see implemented as of late.

However, a lot of Asallia’s ‘children’ ended up participating in a number of rather top secret military development programs. It’s not hard to imagine this was not what she intended and was likely the military, or maybe even her siblings, trying to mitigate the success of her program and trample on the propagation of her beliefs.

Over the course of the last 7-years or so Asallia has made a number of other gestures towards the poor and downtrodden. Giving speeches and lectures on the nature of peace, writing and freely distributing her research into the matter, and even putting on charity concerts and singing for many in the Empire to here. It's hard to imagine a time when we didn’t know the face and voice of the sweet, kind, and seemingly ineffectual Princess.

At the moment it is believed the Princess is headed to Venus to hold an expo displaying the technological wonders being developed by the Empire. However there is a debate on where the expo will be held on Venus and rumors are circulating that military hardware will be shown off. This might be another attempt by the Princess that once again ends up hijacked by someone else.
--"Whispering Will's" Underground Pamphlet Printing.
Military Training: Princes Asallia was sent to a military academy when she was young and ended up serving the military for an unspecified amount of time. The full extent of what she learned or didn't learn isn't clear, but it can be assumed she knows enough to defend herself halfway decently. Of course weather or not she'd even do that is a subject for debate.

Refined Human: Being in the Royal Family and having a long history of genetic modification, Asallia is a Refined Human much like many of her brothers and sisters. Her overall physical capabilities are greater then that of a normal, baseline human being and she is more resistant to disease and illness. As a Refined she is capable of entering into a state of heightened physical performances known as "Overclocking". When in this state she is temporarily able to react, move, and process information at a considerably faster rate. This enhances their ability to fight inside and outside of a cockpit, at least temporarily. The state is difficult and exhausting to maintain. Though its unlikely Asallia would ever use this.

Diplomacy and Discussion: Being dedicated to a philosophy of peace and understanding, Asallia has made considerable efforts to become skilled in the art of discussion and diplomacy. As such she has a strong grasp of the important aspects of diplomacy and retains and open, empathetic minds towards the blights of others. Asallia is also a capable public speaker.

Songstress: Having a lot of the arts and a naturally sweet voice, Asallia is also skilled as a singer and dancer. Though trained to sing classically, Asallia prefers to sing in a "J-Pop" style that she feels is less formal and more expressive and emotive.
-Nothing of Note
As a member of the Royal Family Asallia has a certain degree of connections and influence she can take advantage of. She has the knowledge and skills needed to engage in diplomacy, discussion, and the development of peaceful resolutions towards problems. Yet there are limits to what she can get away with and who will listen to and permit her plans.

Since she refrains from the use of physical violence she has little actual means of stopping fights herself or participating in them. Those simply unwilling to listen or engage in discussion can make her completely and utterly irrelevant. On top of this there are plenty on Mars who disagree with her approach to things and wish to see her actively sabotaged.
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Wyvern stands 5,11 with his body and face hidden by a black pilot suit and custom helmet. No one knows what lies beneath the suit and mask, but may have speculated. Everyone is firmly agreed that the Wyvern is a man and even with the padding on his suit it seems clear that they are very fit. As if to add even more menace to his dark appearance, the Wyvern has scratched a dragon-like maw into the reflective surface of his helmet visor. This doesn't effect his vision as he cannot see it from his 'side' of the helmet, but all those staring into his face will end up looking into the maw of the dragon...

• Quiet
• Fierce
• Aggressive
• Cynical
• Violent
• Stalwart

Hello again loyal readers, I am Whispering Will coming at you with another edition of things you shouldn’t know in the Empire.

Today I will be cutting right to the chase and speaking about him. You know who he is, the masked man, the

Very little is known about the Wyvern. So much so that baseless speculation and crackpot theories about him have practically become a market of writing in their own right. Whatever slivers of truth about him are often buried under a mountain of “pence dreadfuls” and speculative nonsense. However I have finally bitten the bullet and have brought to you what truth I have managed to discern about the matter.

I will say to my readers however to take what I write with an ounce of salt. You should never take information at face value, even mine, question everything.

Now the first records of the Wyvern showing up happen shortly after the incident on the Venue where the Emperor was shot by the Butcher of Banzing. Now if you read my pamphlet about Princess Asallia (which you should) you would know I proposed that the one who shot the Butcher was the Wyvern himself.

Why do I suggest this? Well this low-ranking nobody appears in the military with a special decree from the Emperor, written to give him free reign to do whatever he needs to in order to keep Princess Asallia safe.

Now for those who don’t know, an Imperial Decree is a very, VERY big deal. It is the word of the Emperor in document form. Whatever is written there is treated as law and depending on how it is written, its meaning can be stretched and abused by the one that holds it.

There are entire history books on the Zern Empire detailing the trouble that came from older, poorly worded Imperial decrees and the difficulties later Emperors had in trying to deal with them.

The decree the Wyvern was given was very simple, but at the same time incredibly blunt. Many almost automatically assumed the young, mask wearing boy had taken advantage of the Emperor’s damaged mental health to come into an incredible amount of power. I however made the suggestion in the previous pamphlet that the decree was given to the Wyvern for shooting the Butcher of Banzing, ultimately saving his life and the life of the royal family.

Its mere speculation, but there is evidence to back that up.

Now initially the Wyvern did nothing with the decree, outside of pushing to be sent into battle against the pirates on a near constant basis and occasionally disappear from the military at his leisure. Though viewed with suspicion and irritation by many, the Wyvern’s accomplishments could not be denied. He single handedly put an end to many, many famous pirates including the Butcher of Banzing herself.

After the drop off in pirates, the Wyvern took up the role of bodyguard to Princess Asallia and became her often unseen protector. During this time the Wyvern became something of a celebrity, shrouded in mystery and charm. He saved the life of the Princess several times and had a hand in ensuring the safety of other members of the Royal Family.

However, it wasn’t long before a different side of the Wyvern became abundantly clear. During a trip to Luna where the Princess was to host a charity of sorts, a protest was launched against the limited opportunities for Lunites and a ship was stolen. Several Martians were taken hostage and the protectors made a list of demands.

While the Princess wished to resolve the situation through diplomacy, the Wyvern used his decree and authority to put down the protect with extreme force. Using a mobile suit he disabled the ship and killed all of the Lunites onboard, succeeding in only saving two of the hostages they had taken.

This would only be one of many incidents the Wyvern would be a part of.

Many in the Zern Empire’s military appreciated the Wyvern’s ‘firm hand’ in dealing with criminals, pirates, and terrorists. His refusal to negotiation or bend at the knee was exactly the kind of projection of power many in the higher brass wished to see. Others simply viewed him as a brute and a murderer who deliberately denied situations to resolve issues through diplomacy.

The sheer duality between the peace loving Princess and her seeming bloodthirsty bodyguard is almost like something out of a novel. It comes off at times that the Wyvern intentionally acts in opposition to the Princess’s mindset, giving an almost abusive tint to their relationship as protected and protector. Many have romanticized this as a “Beauty and the Beast” type scenario, but it's unlikely any romantic feelings are involved.

Given the...strained relationship between the Emperor and Asallia , it is entirely possible the Wyvern was given his decree under the stipulation he keep the princess’s beliefs in check.

This gives an almost tragic element to the Princess many see as naive and foolish. She has a lingering specter of violence looming over her at all times, swooping down whenever things go awry and ruining any chance to put her beliefs into practice.

The biggest mystery of the Wyvern, why her wears a pilot suit and never takes it off, was actually elaborated on by the Princess herself. In a rare interview I managed to dig up she offhandedly mentioned that her bodyguard always wears a pilot suit because he was briefly sucked out into space during an accident. They were quickly saved before the could decompress and die, but the incident affected them so much they refuse to take off their suit.
Refined Human: The Wyvern is a Refined human. Their overall physical capabilities are greater then that of a normal, baseline human being and he is more resistant to disease and illness. As a Refined he is capable of entering into a state of heightened physical performances known as "Overclocking". When in this state he is temporarily able to react, move, and process information at a considerably faster rate.

This enhances their ability to fight inside and outside of a cockpit. The Wyvern has trained themselves to maintain this Overclocked state for longer periods of time and have a stimulant injection system built right into their pilot suit, ensuring they don't fatigue as quickly due to this.

Ace Pilot: To put it bluntly the Wyvern is an Ace Pilot. They have several years of combat and piloting experience, having fought during the Rebirth of Piracy and killed many of the influential pirates that arose during that time. The skill they possess allows them to take advantage of high mobility mobile suits and make the best use out of them. Their high speed, precision style of combat is highly honed from many many kills on both ships and enemy mobile units.

Imperial Decree: The Wyvern was given an Imperial Decree that allows them to do anything "...Necessary to ensure the safety of Princess Asallia.". This gives them a tremendous amount of authority and due to the simple wording they can stretch this to allow them to do a lot of fights. However they mainly use this as an excuse to involve themselves in various battles and fight.

Custom Pilot Suit The Wyvern wears a custom, jet black pilot suit that they are believed to never take off. It has noticeably padding and nanocarbon plates sewn into it, giving them protection from small arms fire. On top of alleviating the effects of G-forces to a certain degree, the suit also has a system that allows the automatic injection of stimulants during fights. This helps to fight off fatigue and allows them to take in other fluids without having to take off their suit or helmet.

Antique Pistol: The Wyvern carries with them an antique pistol that they have had re-chambered for modern rounds and refurbished. It was known as a C96 Mauser on Earth, a large short-action recoil semi-automatic pistol currently fed by a twenty round ejectable magazine. They wear the gun on their thigh in a large holster, often kept intentionally visible.

The Wyvern is a faster, monstrous fighter with no hesitation and no remorse on the field of battle. They excel in outmaneuvering and dealing massive casualties to less mobile forces. Their experience with pirates and rebels alike gives them insight into the movements of the Mekon Movement and makes them a particularly cunning foe. On the ground or in a mobile suit they are a terrifying force that can actually effect the morale of those who recognize them.

However they have a tendency to fight and operate largely alone. Their mysterious and aloof nature often leaves them with a lack of support and has their own allies angry or suspicious with them. Though their imperial decree allows them to get away with a lot, their are limits.

✦ ZIMS-02R Tommy Command Type

Lycoris stands five foot six with a slim figure, small bust, and a bookish appearance with large thick-framed glasses. Her eyes are a deep, regal purple color and her hair is light purple with black highlights often tied up in a ponytail. She is never without some kind of tablet or computer and is almost always seen carrying one with her.

• Eager to expand her knowledge
• Obsessive
• Prone to tunnel vision
• Imaginative and creative
• Desperate to prove herself
• Hungry for validation

Dear Princess Asallia.

I know we will be seeing each other soon, but I felt the need to write you this letter.

So many things have been happening late, I just can't keep my thoughts organized.

Its difficult not to ruminate on all the awful things that have happened to me. Yet, at the same time, I was reminded how blessed I was. So many opportunities were given to me, ones that I could have so easily passed up had I made a different choice so many years ago.

Do you remember when we first met?

I was just eleven years old. You had come to Luna as part of a charity event in the habitation tube we lived in. My aunt and uncle didn't care for you, but I couldn't help but be drawn to you. I had heard your singing on (admittedly pirated) data cartridges and couldn't wait to meet you. Before the event began I had picked flowers to give to you, but I spent so much time picking that I was nearly late.

I ran so fast that I ended up dropping all of the flowers, save for one.

There we so many people and when I saw you I became so nervous that I just wanted to hide. Even back then I was self-conscious about my 'horns'. Yet you had seen me standing off to the side and actually approached me.

I'll never forget how you smiled when I gave you that dainty, wilted little flower and told me that it was beautiful.

I couldn't help but smile myself and had to fight to hold back my tears. You kept talking to me, even as your entourage kept pressing you to move on. I'm not sure what I said to impress you but whatever it was was enough to give you the idea for the John Huffam Outreach program. You chose me as the first recipient of the program, then and there at the charity.

You never asked about my parents, or why I lived with my aunt and uncle, but I think you could tell how unhappy I was when I didn't ask to say goodbye to them.

Traveling to Mars was one of the most exciting memories I have. I can remember getting off the ship with the other children and looking up into the sky and simply losing myself in how wide open everything was. I'll admit that I was honestly kind of scared with how blue the sky looked, it didn't seem right I thought something was already wrong.

I know now that a lot of people tried to stop you from setting up the program. Admitting children to one of the most prestigious technical institutes on Mars, if not in the Empire, must have seemed absolutely ludicrous for them. I still remember how they stared when you brought us into M.I.T for the first time, you must have looked like a school teacher with a gaggle of children behind her.

From the get go everyone seemed eager for us to fail, but we all did our best to prove them wrong. Despite our age we proved our intelligence and the more we learned the more we pushed back. There was one professor I managed to embarrass by correcting him. Maybe it was bit juvenile of me, but I felt I was defending your decision and your honor by doing that.

Time passed so quickly there that before I knew it we were being tasked with proving what we had learned.

I was given a shoe-string budget and set out to make my first mobile suit. It was a crude little thing, but I poured my heart, soul, and all the ideas that everyone had scoffed at. When time came to show it off the thing was functional, but disappointing. Yet there was someone who saw what I was onto. He was a genera, old and crusty, but with a bright warm smile. The man offered me chance to improve on what I had made and I took it without thinking.

After I realized what I had agreed to, I was afraid to tell you. You had taught us the importance of communication, of making things to improve the lives of others instead of destroy them. But I loved mobile suits and they were only really used by the military. So I kept quiet about the whole thing as he set me up with everything I needed.

It must have seemed ridiculous, I can still remember the looks on the faces of the people sent to assist me with some things when they saw how young i was. But I didn't squander a pence given to me, didn't waste an instant on that project. From the moment I had the means to create what I wanted I went at it with everything I could bring to bear.

Night and day I worked, researching, testing, building, breaking, and doing everything I could to refine all the ideas that no one else but me saw the possibility in. It was because I was so young, so disregarded that I was desperate for validation. Deep down I felt that you would never approve of what I was doing, that you would be ashamed of me, and that I could only get what I wanted from others.

And I'm sorry for that.

Eventually the mobile suit took form, sleek, refined, and advanced. I was given a test pilot and we got so many things done. Each day brought a bigger and bigger smile to my face. It seemed the finish line was just over the hill. I could already see the shocked faces of all the nobles and the looks of awe from my professors when my mobile suit was revealed.

But...then it went wrong.

The KINGSFORD system, it had side effects I couldn't have foreseen. It wasn't just a technical failure, even if it worked fine the long term effects would have resulted in the same thing. The issue was the pilot, the brain, it couldn't handle it...

That just sounds like I'm making excuses, doesn't it? When the test pilot died and they pulled his broken body from the cockpit, it seemed like everyone was ready to ruin me then and there. But you heard about what had happened and swooped in to save me.

I was crying, finally looking and acting like someone my age as you consoled me. As my mobile suit was sealed up and covered in tarps I still remember what you said.

"Poor thing, just like Oliver."

I remembered you reading us Oliver Twist. You loved that book so much and even then, after I had kept what I had done a secret, after I had helped to build a weapon, you were able to take pity on me and what I had made.

Oliver...that was the what I named my mobile suit as it was carted off.

Only later did I realize that the program that sprung out of my attempt would carry that naming theme, which only made me feel guiltier.

Since then I've tried to salvage my reputation. I've been working as a general researcher, where I'm allowed too anyway. People seem ready to jump on any failure, any slip of mine, and explode it into some kind of disaster. Everyone has started calling me the "Bicorn" like I'm so monster that eats up good husbands and spits them out as dead, broken corpses.

However I managed to cut a deal with a development team on the project, one who had actually stolen some of my work. They'll pull some strings and give me a chance to prove myself, to bring the Oliver out of storage and show everyone that I'm not a failure.

I'll be on my way to Venus soon, likely on the same ship as you. I hope that you'll see me...

Your faithful student

Lycoris Sparks.
Neural Implant: Installed into the back of her neck, Lycoris has a Neural Implant that allows her to physically connect with systems via a universal port and connection cable. This gives her greater control over whatever she hooks herself into, allowing her to better use or fix it should something be wrong. This implant is standard for all Lunites and is implanted in them shortly after they are born. Lycoris however tends to hide her implant and refrains from using it, due to the stigma against cybernetics in the Empire.

HORN Implant: When Lycoris was very young she received a head injury severe enough to damage her vision. In order to help recuperate that part of the brain a special implant was fitted into the frontal bone of her skull. These implants took the form of two sharp, horn-like sensors protruding out of her forehead. Each 'horn' is fitted with a sensor that helped to compensate for damaged vision while simultaneously stimulating and assisting in rehabilitating the damaged portion of her brain. While Lycoris has long since recovered her vision, the horns now serve as secondary purpose, acting as wireless transmitters and receivers.

The HORN implants allow Lycoris to wirelessly connect to systems and control them. There are limits to this, often due to particle interference, but in practical application she can use several different computers at once just by thinking allowing her to amplify her work output via extreme multi-tasking. Due to the nature of the HORN implants however, they are difficult to hide and more often then not are visible to all.

Mobile Suit Affinity: Lycoris has a strong passion and innate grasp of many of the important fundamentals of mobile suits. This has allowed to excel in her studies and research regarding MS, fueling her love of the machines and feeding her creativity. She's not simply capable of maintaining and modifying mobile suits, but designing them from the ground up and entirely overhauling them.

Martian Institute of Technology Education: Thanks to Princess Asallia, Lycoris was allowed to attend the prestigious M.I.T. There she was able to refine and reinforce her already high intelligence with a good education. Thanks to her years at MIT she has extensive knowledge of electronic, mechanical, computer, and robotic engineering as well as many aspects of weapons and armor manufacturing.
Screen Glasses: What's a good way to protect your information and stop people from looking at your screen? Lycoris thought hard and eventually developed a solution. By uploading a certain bit of software to a computer, the screen will appear completely black and unreadable. That is, to anyone who doesn't have the right filter. Lycoris's thick-framed glasses have a special digital screen laminated across the glass. As long as she wears these glasses, Lycoris is able to see the 'dark screen' as if it were normal. Allowing her to work in the open with no fear of being monitored by others.

Letter Writing Kit: A small, pen and paper letter writing kit that was gifted to Lycoris by the Princess Asallia years ago. She has kept the letter kit since then and has used it frequently to write old-fashioned physical letters to the Princess.

Arm Mounted Computer: Lycoris uses an arm mounted, custom-built computer typically mounted on her right forearm like a gauntlet. It has a collapsing/unfurling keyboard and lacks a screen, but has many capable and ports for connecting with other devices. It can hook up to her glasses to allow her to use it without a monitor. She can also connect to the computer wirelessly using her Horn implants or physically connect with it via her Neural Implant, but typically refrains from doing so.
Lycoris is a brilliant designer with a deep affinity for mobile suit and weapons technology. With her deep technical know-how she is capable of performing maintenance on any machine she can get her hands on and his capable of making improvements to designs, provided she is given the proper materials. The cybernetics she is fitted with allow her to more easily connect to systems for diagnostic work and general operation, allowing her to work faster and multi-task to a lubricious degree. Her experimental technologies are incredibly ambitious and are more often then not a step above what is commonly available.

However, her more ambitious designs also tend to come with unforeseen complications and drawbacks that many assume are always lethal. Lycoris's reputation as a designer has long since been poisoned and most view her designs, suggestions, and ideas as inherently dangerous. While she is capable of operating mobile suits, her combat experience is non-existent and her technical prowess is of little use in controlling her fear in the heat of battle. Lycoris is also often hesitant to use her cybernetics, as it is just another reason she is treated poorly in the Empire.
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Lucas is tall and somewhat lanky for his age at 6 feet tall but is noticeably thin and devoid of both muscle and fat. His dirty blond hair is usually unkempt and sticking up, but before important events such as meetings he will at least wash and brush it. He has bright green eyes and somewhat sharp facial features that might make him look intense if he didn’t have a perpetual grin and easygoing personality

While working on designs Lucas likes to wear plain shirts and shorts under a white lab coat, of which he owns several (it makes me feel like a scientist.) He has a nice white button-up shirt and pants for any formal events. He wears large circular glasses because of his poor eyesight


Somewhat socially awkward
Easily distracted
Creative
History lover
Animal lover
Very friendly
Easily stressed


Hello fellow Martian Institute of Technology Education students! I’m Lucas Ryder. Let me tell you a bit about myself, and wish you luck in your endeavors.

I was born in the year 481RC on Venus. My parents ran a family machine shop that worked on mobile workers in the area. It wasn’t very big or exciting, but it was the family business you know? I thought my destiny was to inherit it when I became an adult, and I was happy to.

The neighborhood had all these documentaries and books on old earth in our library. Not many people seemed to want to check them out, but I loved them. I learned all about the animals that went extinct there and old earth history. I think that’s what inspired me to try and make my first creation

I started helping around the shop when I was about six or seven years old, just retrieving parts and carrying messages from Mom to Dad and back. But the longer I was in the machine shop the more interested I became in all the machines that constantly surrounded me. One day I asked my parents if I could try and make something with some of our spare parts, and they agreed as long as they could keep an eye on me.

It was like a budding artist getting their first easel and buckets of paint. All of these ideas came to mind, stuff like replicating bone structures and making my own sort of robot. It took a week before I decided that I wanted to make a quadruped. It took a few months and a lot of beta testing before it could even walk.

Honestly, the robot was no use to anyone. It was too weak to lift anything and it didn’t have any of the equipment that would make it an effective miner, or repair bot. But it was baby’s first robot you know? I was proud of it, and from then on when I wasn’t repairing something I was happy to sit down and draw up designs and mess with spare parts.

When I was eight, the machine shop closed down. We were in the way of some new factory or something, so the government stepped in, paid us a pittance for our machine shop, and then evicted us from it.

A huge chunk of our money was gone the very next day getting us somewhere to stay. The rest withered away on food and amenities before we knew it.

This was probably the darkest period in my life. I was too young to work but Mom and Dad could barely earn enough money to support all three of us. If it was just the two of them they would have been alright, but they had me to support as well. Sometimes one of them would go hungry just to make sure I was fed.

When I was about twelve years old a mining company put out a request for a new servomotor design, with a huge prize for whoever made the best. I remembered my old tinkering days and decided to enter in secret

I lost obviously. Since I was just one kid competing against teams of designers, but I did pretty well. Fourth place. I thought that would be the end of it, no monetary reward and I would return to the grind of living in poverty. Until I received an offer from the Outreach program, who had heard about me from the mining company:

There wasn’t much to consider. I was going to be headed to top schools on Mars with unique research opportunities. More importantly, I would be cut off from my parents financially and they could support themselves without worrying about their leech of a son. So I got on the ship and set off

I knew that the princess was sponsoring the program, but I didn’t expect to meet her soon after arriving on Mars. That only made it stranger when we touched down on Mars and she was there to greet all the new arrivals. Meeting her was a huge honor.

Saying that I like the princess would be a huge understatement. She’s really kind and supportive, and you would think a princess would want nothing to do with the common folk but she seemed.... pretty personable. She asked everyone what our dreams were, and when I said something like “improving life for the people on Venus” she smiled and told me that was a wonderful dream

Compared to my old life MIT was amazing. I had three meals a day, a comfortable room to call my own, and a database full of information at my fingertips.

MIT wasn’t all fun and games though. I was homeschooled growing up, so I needed some remedial courses in some subjects, and the classroom setting stressed me out. If your grade drops too low on a merit scholarship it’s possible to lose it. This scholarship was the only thing keeping me from becoming a leech again. I took school pretty seriously.

A few months ago I put in my Magnum Opus. The top robotics students were given grant money and more or less given free reign to put our minds to the test and design a tool or component for a mobile worker. I created a heavy-duty servomotor for mobile workers. It took some work but I think I did one of my best jobs yet.

But there’s something that kinda bothers me…. They were walking about how my servomotors would be perfect for use in mobile suits, weapons. The princess always said violence wasn’t the answer but...

The offer for the project is too good to pass up. I’ll do my best this one time, even if it is for a weapon. If I make something good enough to patent, I won’t have to worry about money anymore, I can send some home to Mom and Dad. I won’t have to accept projects unless I want to...

Anyways sorry for talking everyone’s ears off. I just thought I would send this out to all the new and returning students before I set off for my project. Let’s all do our best to study hard and create a good future.

From Lucas Ryder.


Mechanical affinity: Lucas has an affinity for all things mechanical, mobile workers, mobile suits and all of their smaller components. He can easily work with them in order to repair and construct similar mechanical objects, although his specialty is in the direct weight and movement of such pieces.

Martian Institute of Technology Education: Lucas has been educated by one of Mars’s top schools in the fields of engineering and mechanics. His base affinity and knowledge of mechanics has been enhanced by this education to make him a truly talented designer

Unorthodox designs: Lucas has a certain… talent for designs that on the outset make little sense or are mostly unrelated to previous designs. According to him, his first leg was designed after extensive study on the bone structures of people and animals from old earth. Apparently he likes turning to the past to come up with ideas for the future...


Personal Laptop: Lucas’s personal laptop holds a lot of information about all his projects old and new. It’s also what he uses for a lot of his design and research work. It’s very important to him and it would be a real shame if it got stolen or hacked...


Lucas is a mobile suit designing prodigy with a lot of very unorthodox ideas and designs that might lead to revolutions in mechanics. In particular, he’s already produced an extremely powerful servomotor and design for Sowerberry Gundam’s armor bared around mechanical movement. After all, that’s his specialty

Lucas’s main problem when it comes to design is his tendency to start with an idea, and then have to do extensive testing to get it to even remotely have a chance of working. It’s not unusual for him to run through a dozen ideas before he strikes one that has some promise. Aside from that, Lucas is a tall and scrawny nerd without most of the traits that make someone an effective pilot or soldier


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473║Zern Empire║Venusian║Male

Physical Appearance

Standing tall- often to the point of towering over his compatriots, Victor stands in at 6'4" with a lean, but wiry build. Victor's hair and beard are well maintained and kept short, and his skin is a smooth hazel, with a complexion that could be described as nearly flawless- if it weren't for the jagged scar down the left side of his face. His eyes are a warm amber, and his demeanor seems to exude an aura of calm confidence.

Personality Traits:

• Level-Headed
• Affable
• Pragmatic
• Observant
• Courageous

Biography:

Victor Galahad was born the first son of Thomas and Amanda Galahad on Gibraltar, one of the largest habitats on Venus, rivaling the size of Annona Colony. His father was a retired engineer in the Zern Military- injuries had left him unable to continue service, while his mother worked as a nurse at a local hospital. Due to his upbringing and his father's status as former Zern Military, Victor was never particularly well received during his childhood and was notorious for getting into dozens of fights throughout his school years. Despite his rough and tumble school years and rather humble family origins, Victor nevertheless managed to attain excellent grades, and after a short recruitment process with the Zern Military, earned himself a slot at the esteemed Deimos Military Academy- one of the most, if not the most decorated military academy in the Solar System.

The Deimos Military Institute was an extremely competitive area, success in this academy meant you were destined for greatness in military service as a leader in your respective fields. Failure, or even mediocrity meant you would find yourself in vitally important, but utterly boring staff and support positions. Despite some growing pains- Martian born students tended not to think very highly of him- Victor proved that he had what it took and more time and time again. He became a thinker and a strategist, able to come up with solutions that many of his classmates could not. Pitted against computer simulations programmed to understand even the most complicated battle tactics, Victor was trained in reading terrain, gathering information and even in espionage. Scoring high on aptitude tests, Victor was given his choice between pursuing service as a Naval officer aboard a combat vessels, or undergoing Mobile Suit training. He chose the latter.

Put through rigorous physical and mental training, Victor showed he was able of tactical thinking, leading his class-unit to the top during competitive field training exercises. Pitted against instructors and other teams of students, Victor and his unit competed in simulated wargames, training them in both ground and space combat tactics. Graduating near the top of his class, Victor was inducted into the 122nd Direwolves Mobile Suit Squadron at the age of 21.

His first tour of duty was on the HMS Hectate, a Stratos transport re-purposed for ferrying supplies between fleets on the front lines of the pirate conflict. Despite being a minimally armed warship with a notoriously short life expectancy- prime pickings for pirate forces, Victor managed to survive 17 successful relief missions in his first few months of duty. Shortly after his first year of duty, Victor was assigned the command of a wing of Mobile suits attached to a Rosencrantz light cruiser tasked with hunting down pirates or providing support to larger naval vessels. He rose steadily through the ranks over the course of the next few years.

While a successful and respected unit leader and pilot in his own right, Victor didn't earn any particular notoriety until 495, during the Siege of Gibraltar. This was a battle which took place between the remnants of the 16th Battlegroup, consisting of a Tearsheet carrier, a pair of Guildenstern cruisers and a pair of Rosencrantz light cruisers, attempting to break through a massive blockade and siege following the rapid and surprising entrance of a rather sizable pirate fleet. Cut off from reinforcements and facing the destruction of both the battlegroup, as well as the loss of Gibraltar, Victor and the rest of his squadron found themselves facing off against a large number of Turncoats, as well as militarized civilian ships. Following the death of his commanding officer, Victor managed to rally the remains of his squadron, regrouping with another depleted MS squadron and led them on a covert counteroffensive. With ammunition for their conventional weapons all but exhausted, the MS teams opted to carry and hurl the damaged remains of mobile suits into the enemy formations from close range. The Tearsheet's engineers had tampered and rigged the mobile suit reactors to go critical, and the resulting explosions were similar to smaller scale nuclear explosions of old.

During the assault, Victor's squadron launched a total of twenty two damaged mobile suits at the pirate fleet from close proximity, who didn't realize what was happening until their mobile suits started detonating around them. The success of the Victor's tactics resulted in the destruction of the the pirate flagship as well as several other key capital ships. Without the leadership to coordinate the large pirate fleet's actions, the ensuing disarray allowed the remaining Imperial ships to hold out long enough for a relief fleet to rescue them. While the fleet had been decimated and reduced to all but a single carrier and frigate, Victor earned himself the title 'The Lion of Gibraltar' that day.

Earning a medal for heroism, Victor was promoted to the rank of Signifer was given command of the specialized 5th Carrier Group, which he would lead on raids against pirate remnants until the end of the conflict. With his highly successful 'Fighting Fifths'- a carrier group made up primarily of Venusian soldiers, Victor is a well known face in the Zern Navy, and has been recently redeployed Venus in light of the rising tensions.

Skills and Abilities

• Military Training: Graduating near the top of his class at the Deimos Military Academy, Victor is well versed in ground and space tactics, and holds competency with a variety of small arms and military equipment.
• The Lion of Gibraltar: More than just a title of status and a household name, Victor is well known as one of the best pilots the Zern military has to offer. Even capable of keeping up with some that would call themselves 'Refined Human', Victor has excellent spacial awareness backed by years of combat experience and raw combat instincts.
• Homegrown Venusian: like most other Venusians, when compared to his Martian compatriots, Victor tends to be hardier and sturdier. Compared to other Martians, Victor is able to handle G-Forces better, giving him an edge in combat.

Personal Items and Equipment

• Photograph: Folded and somewhat crumpled and kept on Victor's person at all time is a somewhat faded and damaged photograph of a blonde Venusian woman.
• Officer's Sidearm: Strapped to a holster on his hip is a standard commander's sidearm. A conventional, compact pistol with a few ornamental markings on it denote it as belonging to someone of rank.
• Imperial Adjutant: Resembling a wristwatch, Victor keeps on hand a simulated intelligence named Alice. Not a true AI, Alice is nonetheless capable of interfacing with all standard Zern ships, communication systems, and key structures, allowing her to serve as a verbal interface for Victor to manage his daily schedule and communications. (Its a futuristic Alexa/Google Home.)

Strengths and Weaknesses

Amicable and affable, Victor is confident and friendly while off the field. In combat, Victor lives up to his title of 'Lion'. Resourceful, tenacious, and an excellent pilot, Victor places no emphasis on raw strength or finesse, instead using whatever is on hand to shape his strategies and tactics. Off and on the field, Victor is for the most part cool headed and reasonable.

More than anything, Victor struggles with the resentment his own people hold towards him. He's a venusian and he loves his home. As a result, he is conflicted between the ideas of carrying out the orders of those of his commanding officers, and protecting the people and place he came from.

Chosen Mobile Weapon

ZIMS-02Rc Tommy Commander Type Custom - "Knight Errant"

Unit Appearance

Victor's personal Commander Type Tommy takes inspirations from the Knights of old, with the pith shaped head unit being replaced by one shaped like a medieval visored barbute helmet, with a single feather like plume coming out of the back for the communication suite. The armor of the Knight Errant is also slightly thicker than the standard commander type.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, standard three-screen cockpit in torso.
Dimensions: 18 meters
Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

•Minor Improvements
The Knight Errant has all the features of the baseline Tommy, but has been modified for better performance in regards to speed and mobility. Though not suitable for widespread application to the regular Tommy units, these modifications are beneficial to a Tommy with a more specialized role like the Commander Type.

•Vanguard Detachable Armor
Designed to provide the Knight Errant with improved defensive capabilities in close quarter situations and prolonged conflict, the torso, arms and legs of the unit have been equipped with additional litan armor plates at the cost of some mobility. These plates can be individually detached and ejected when too damaged to continue providing protection or when needing to reduce weight.

•Communication Plume
Mounted on the head of the Knight Errant is a feather shaped module, reminiscent of a feather or a plume on a knight's helmet. This ‘plume’ is part of the additional sensor and communication systems installed into the Knight Errant’s head. These boosted sensors and communications allow those piloting it to have a better grasp of the battlefield as well as greater ease in contacting their troops, even under heavy interference from Wilberforce particles.

•Booster System
An additional thruster is mounted to the Knight Errant's backpack and a system has been installed. Considered to be an ‘Emergency Booster’ the system greatly increases the output of the thrusters, essentially doubling the Knight Errant’s speed over the base model. However taxing the thrusters quickly builds up heat, limiting the usage of the system.

This system is intended to allow high-value commanders and such to escape from harm's way should their subordinates fail to protect them or simply fail in their battle outright. However more combat savvy members of the Zern military realizes the system’s potential and made adjustments to their own for more practical purposes.

Despite its intention the Booster System can be used regularly in bursts to enhance maneuvers and give sudden, almost disorienting boosts in speed during fights.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Holdovers
The Knight Errant can use any of the weapons and equipment the ZIMS-02 Tommy can.

•Gatling Shield
Combining both offense and defense into a single weapons system, the Gatling Shield features a 75mm 8 barreled rotary cannon- similar to the CIWS mounted on most Zern ships- mounted to a large composite litan shield. With selectable fire rates of 2000 and 4000 rounds per minute, and a hefty 2000 round magazine the Knight Errant can lay down a withering hail of fire for extended periods of time. The magazine and gun itself can also be ejected from the Gatling shield when its ammunition is depleted, or whenever its weight proves to be a hindrance to the pilot's speed and maneuverability. The shield also serves as a scabbard for the Nanocarbon blade.

•H-VIPER
The “High Velocity Imperial Precision Engineered Revolver” was one of the first, compact MAG weapons ever put into mass production. It takes the form of a mobile suit sized revolver with a flip-out cylinder holding 8-rounds of solid ammunition. This antiquated design is used as traditional systems of gas based, semi-automatic firing and reloading don’t work with MAG weapons.

Though small and considered a sidearm or backup weapon on paper, the H-VIPER is strong enough to outclass most traditional powder weapons in sheer firepower. Its range is somewhat limited and its ammunition minimal, but its accuracy and penetration are superb.

Unlike the Whiskey Rifle, the H-VIPER doesn’t suffer from delayed firing due to charge up time. This is thanks to a length of capacitors installed along the bottom length of the revolver’s barrel.

By drawing power from the mobile suit’s onboard reactor, the H-VIPER can not only charge its rails for a shot but store additional power for the second shot. As long as the weapon isn’t fired in rapid succession it will always have a shot ready with no wait time. This feature however comes at the cost of the revolver’s ability to charge shots however and demands the mobile suit have a moderate-strength reactor at the least in order to use it effectively.

Soon after its production many other revolver-type weapons appeared, most illegally or custom made.
•Flashbang Launchers
Mounted in the head of the Knight Errant, in place of the machine guns of the baseline Tommy, are a pair of low-caliber automatic grenade launchers. Only instead of firing explosives they fire flashbangs, designed to temporarily blind the visual sensors of mobile suits (save for its own). These can be used for escape or combat purposes in battle.

•Liten Hook-Cable
In place of the litan truncheon kept inside the Knight Errant's forearm compartment that most Tommy variants carry is instead a litan grappling hook mounted on a thin cable. Granting both utility, and limited combat effectiveness, the truncheon's electrical discharge system was added to the head of the hook, allowing the the Knight Errant to emit debilitating shocks on impact. These shocks can short out systems on enemy mobile suits and can potentially injure enemy pilots.

•Nanocarbon Saber
A slightly curved saber with a handguard produced by the Sharp Workshops. Though the blade is thin it is very sturdy and has an incredibly sharp edge able to stab and cut through Liten armor with ease. Initially given to the Command Type Tommy for ornamental purposes, the saber soon gained a reputation for its effectiveness and was kept on for practical purposes.
The ZIMS-02Rc Knight Errant has greater performance, communications, and speed then the baseline Tommy model, but is less maneuverable than other Commander Types while fully armored. Careful use of the booster system ensures that it can’t be easily caught or gunned down, and its choice of weapons make it well suited and dangerous in close quarters combat. However the Commander Type's speed is tied directly to its onboard booster system which in turn becomes its biggest weakness. Overuse of the system can cause it to overheat and risks causing the engines to explode all together.

Technical History

The ZIMS-02 Tommy was designed to replace the aging Redcoat and filled the role it did very well. However not everyone was satisfied. Though a good general purpose combat mobile suit, the Tommy was lacking in other areas and failed to deliver on the needs of those operating in more specialized roles. Sharpshooters, scouts, and especially officers and in-field commanders found the Tommy wanting.

However since the Tommy was designed to be simple and easy to repair, it also meant that there was plenty of room for additions and modifications. Instead of producing an entirely new mobile suit different parts and equipment could be made for the ZIMS-02 Tommy to adapt it to a new role.

There were limitations to this however, but one of the variations produced was the ZIMS-02R “Tommy Commander Type”

Concern was raised that officers in the field weren’t as well protected as they could be...mostly by the officers themselves. Though better than a Redcoat which some older officers and troops refused to move on from, plenty felt their Tommy’s warranted being somewhat better than the standard soldier’s given their greater tactical importance on the field of battle.

So the baseline Tommy was tweaked and given enhanced communications, an emergency booster system, and overall performance improvements. The changes were a big hit with officers, though many lower ranking soldiers criticized the employment of the Commander Type as an “expensive way to run away”. However the more capable officers and commanders within the Zern Empire proved the Commander Type to be more than just for show.

The increase in performance, though not significant, proved to make a difference in close quarters combat and the emergency booster turned out to have more practical purposes than just retreating. It wasn’t long before the Commander Type became highly sought after by those in the Zern Military looking for a higher performance mobile suit.

Perhaps as a gag referencing his name, or because of his actions at Gibraltar, when Victor was awarded his Commander type, the head of the engineering team had joked about changing the head unit into a medieval helmet. Victor agreed to the idea, and the Knight Errant eventually came to be.

Vessel Appearance

Like its sister ships the Scroop and Tearsheet, the Caliban features a similar design philosophy including a sharp, angular hull, with a knifelike bow that remains straight and narrow until the midship, before widening out at the stern. Hangar doors on the port and starboard sides are connected to a single large central hangar.

Technical Details

Crew Size Large
Dimensions:

• Height: 55
• Length: 270
• Width: 90

Weight Class: Medium
Equipment and Design Features:
•Medium Hangar
Located near the rear to midships of the ship is a sizable hangar. While not as large as its sister carrier, the Caliban is a dedicated mobile suit carrier, able to maintain a complement of 6-12 Mobile Suits,

•Catapults x2
There are two exits from the Caliban's hanger located on the right and left sides of the ship. With the hangar doors open a long, narrow catapult can unfold. All a mobile suit needs to do is position themselves on a catapult and an electrical charge will built, eventually launching the mobile suit forward at high speeds.

•Nanocarbon Beta Plating
The Caliban's hull is made of a very minimally armored Liten hull. However the addition of nanocarbon plating on the exterior of the ship significantly boosts its defense while keeping its weight relatively low.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Twin Barrel 200mm MAG Cannons x2
The Caliban-class employs dual barrel MAG cannons on its deck loaded with solid 200mm shells. Though relatively low in caliber these guns are highly accurate, with long range and very high penetration, allowing the Caliban to pose a threat even heavily armored vessels. When firing in concert, the Caliban makes use of staggered fire to mitigate the cannon's overall low rate of fire due to charging.

•MAG Assisted Missile Launchers x4
Mounted on the port and starboard side hulls are a set of munitions batteries that launch missiles via magnetic charges. Though taking longer to fire then traditional missile systems these ensure the missiles clear the launchers at high speeds, before their own propulsion systems even ignite, preventing misfires and accidental detonations.

•75mm CIWS x12
Positioned across the Caliban, hidden within the hull until needed, are twelve 8-barreled rotary cannons. These close-in-weapon-systems or CIWSs are arranged to give 360 degree bubble of fire protection should enemies come from above, below, or elsewhere. Their high rate of fire allows them to dispatch incoming projectiles with greater ease and better keep enemy mobile suits at bay.

Technical History

The latest ship in the line of highly successful Sharp Workshop Warships is the Caliban-class Assault Carrier.

Developed to fulfill a contract laid out by the Zern Navy for a ship with similar armament and power to that of a combat dedicated vessel, but with the versatility and power projection capabilities of a carrier; capable of taking part in fleet actions, as well as capable of operating on its own. The Caliban-class is the first of its kind in the Zern Navy, and fills the roles of 'light carrier', and 'assault cruiser' in equal measures. The Caliban sports the firepower needed to give pause to enemy fleets, and possesses extra flexibility and power projection in the form of mobile weapons.

The Caliban was meant to work in conjunction with an escort of Scroop destroyers, but was designed to be capable of operating on its own, allowing fleets to allocate valuable resources- such as escort ships- to other high value targets.

Compared to its sibling ships, the Caliban suffered from relatively high production costs, and only 2 have been made, with 8 more currently under construction. The first of its kind, the HMS Nyx has been assigned to Signifer Victor Galahad and sent to Venus, to gather field data on its performance.

Physical Appearance

At a glance the unassuming, overworked, goal-oriented technician that she appears to be. Long brown hair either loose or pulled back into a ponytail depending on she needs to keep it out of her way, tired looking brown eyes framed by glasses designed to reduce eye strain. A constant slouch turns her slightly above average 5’8” stature into something much less notable, meaning that Omeva tends to blend into the background of any room that she’s in. Her proper but uncomplicated attire, usually covered by a lab coat, aids in this illusion. These affected mannerisms can fall away quickly when she is excited, straightening up her posture and going from tired to energized in the blink of an eye.

Personality Traits:

• Intelligent
• Patient
• Compartmentalized
• Private
• Polite

Biography:

Omeva grew up surrounded by pirates, living close to a spaceport on Luna in the year 475 R.C. They were a fact of life. The unrest directed towards Mars, the support for Lunite pirates willing to bring their spoils home, the work to support tacitly endorsed cause. She never knew anything different. Her parents devoted much of their time to repairs on these pirate ships, or to modifications on their mobile workers to better combat the Zern Empire’s defenders. Little Omeva was helping out as soon as she was old enough, going from simple tasks on the farm to helping out pirates by the time she was eight. She couldn’t do a lot, yet, but she was another pair of hands for delicate work. She got to be a common, and beloved, sight amongst the harbor. Family friends, many of whom were among the crews, would bring back trinkets the young Chevalier might enjoy. The little Lunite started tinkering with engineering with little scraps, pieces thrown away during repair attempts. By fourteen she was doing proper repair work, albeit under supervision. She had started to expand her skillbase by leaps and bounds, moving between repairing ships, mobile workers, and farm technology as easily as breathing. The understanding that even a standard neural implant gave her about each machine made learning feel like breathing.

Later that year, the Zern Empire rolled out its first mobile suits. And the ships that came back, with what few mobile workers they recovered, started bringing back bodies. Family friends covered with sheets. Faces that she had known her whole life beyond recognition, if any body could be brought back at all. The crews stopped smiling, the Empire that had always seemed so far away got closer and closer. And there was nothing she could do about it. No weapon she could make, so armor she could craft from spare parts that could stop her friends from losing parents and her parents from losing friends. Never in her life had Omeva Chevalier felt more powerless. And almost overnight, it seemed, there weren’t any pirates. Resistance sucked out into the void of space. Farming became all there was, anymore, and at the sight of the last friend she helped lower into the ground she decided that she would never accept it. She would never accept the lot the Empire had handed her family since the moment they left Earth, and that friends had died in defiance of. But she could do nothing from Luna. So she found some of those still thumbing their nose at the Empire, even after what had happened, and she became part of a very furtive underground. One that could furnish her with what she needed.

In August of 493 R.C., a ship from Annona Colony stopped at Luna on its way to Mars. It left with one more passenger than it had begun with, and Omeva assumed a carefully crafted persona. No more a Lunite, her implant hidden by clothes and hair, but a Martian from Annona Colony. Adopted by a tragically deceased administrator, with excellent grades from the colony’s school, and an acceptance from one of Mars’ lesser engineering schools. She had betrayed her past for a shot at redeeming her future, the chance to lend strength to her people again. And in time, avenge the wrongs that had been done.

To do that she threw herself into her studies. To be of any use to her people and to further her goals she needed influence, the more the better. She couldn’t learn the principles the way she always had so she muddled through engineering the hard way, learning to blend in with her peers better and better as time went on. Always vigilant, always avoiding any opportunity that might reveal her lie no matter how tempting. When Lunites and Venusians were admitted to M.I.T for the first time, she publicly sneered with her new friends. In private she resented them, resented their freedom to live the same life she always had. She resented that they had sold out their people to get a better life.

But the hypocrisy was not lost on her, and her views softened. Omeva had done the same thing, even if her purpose was different. And if someone had offered her the chance for a better life… She might have taken it.

In 494 Omeva graduated from the Zern Technical Academy, second in her class, specializing in mobile suit development. She was set to enter the workforce doing continuing development for the Tommy, but several of her papers on mobile suit tactics and their impact on development caught the eye of the Martian Intelligence Agency. Exactly as she had hoped, many years before, her aptitude had compensated for her unremarkable Martian background. And with so many years on Mars, as such a clearly upstanding citizen, the Agency in its arrogance never considered that a Venusian or Lunite could get so far. They offered her a role as a technician on the John Carter Project, serving on the development team for the Unit Seven.

What she saw appalled her. The machines being developed were frightening in their potency, even as much as the technology fascinated her. Visions crossed her mind nightly of when the Redcoat had been unleashed, visions of her fellow Lunite and Venusian brothers crushed under their heel. Hopes of freedom dashed as soon as these machines saw the light of day if she did nothing. So Omeva Chevaliar abandoned her long term plans, her intent to build upon flaws in the system, and concocted an altogether more daring approach. It took her two years. Two years to learn as much as she could about the John Carter Project, two years to become a small but trusted and indispensable part of the Nancy’s development. So when she came to work, went into the computer room alone, and exited less than ten minutes later no one questioned it. No one thought to question anything about her day, no one thought to question her request for a leave of absence, and certainly no one stopped her on her way home.

And not a soul thought about the cargo she carried with her when she disappeared.

Skills and Abilities

Expert Mobile Suit Engineer: Recognized as gifted even among her peers, evidenced by her admittance into the John Carter Project, Omeva has an aptitude for all aspects of work on mobile suits, and by extension, mobile workers. Her background on Luna, and more general coursework at ZTA, broadens her horizons to at least a working knowledge of a number of technological fields.

Hacking: Unknown even to her previous employers, Omeva is a skilled hacker. Intelligence might gussy up the word, but the meaning is the same; she is adept at getting into places she’s not supposed to. This is further augmented, even less known to her previous employers, by her Lunite implant. Between her own skills and the device she can bypass all but the most secure systems.

Piloting: Though she lacks real world experience, Omeva took multiple courses during her studies to enable her to function as an early stages test pilot if the situation required. Naturally a proper pilot is always chosen when the machine reaches proper testing phases but frequently someone is needed just to make sure the thing works. As a result Omeva has the skills necessary to operate a mobile suit, and with minimal modifications interface with one directly using her implant. This connection’s speed helps compensate for her current lack of combat experience.

Personal Items and Equipment

Lunite Implant: The standard neural interface implanted in every Lunite, further modified to allow Omeva herself to act as a pseudo operating system. This allows her to take more direct control over a machine even than normal for her people, issuing commands and interpreting feedback without even the need for a standard OS if she doesn’t wish. The implant acts as a go-between, tuned to turn abstract thought into computerized action and arcane computer codifiers into formats that she can understand. This is not limitless, she cannot control all of the functions of any machine she plugs into without understanding them nor can she bypass the physical controls of a vehicle.

Martian Self Defense Sidearm: A commercial version of a military grade sidearm, frequently purchased by traveling Zern citizens for their defense against pirates or unruly lower classes. Legally procured, and properly licensed.

External Drive: Military grade, and encrypted to MIA standards. Even the strongest machines available to the Intelligence Agency, working around the clock, would never finish brute forcing the sequence within the lifetime of the youngest in the Empire. Multifactor authentication is required to access the contents, and a second password would signal it to wipe its contents and rewrite over the memory to prevent recovery of even a fragment of data if entered.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Her technical acumen aside, Omeva is cautious and prepared in the extreme. She goes into no situation she can’t get out of, and she looks for an exit wherever she goes. Her time on Mars lets her blend in easily, and the manner of her departure has kept her from being a person of any interest for the time being. Omeva knows where to find help when she needs it, and her poker face is second to none. It has to be, for her to have gotten as far as she has. She is skilled at analyzing a situation, and making a decision quickly.

On the other hand, her time on Mars has gone on so long that she has few friends to call on until she reaches at least Luna. Her Lunite cybernetics provide her no additional strength nor endurance, so she is at a disadvantage in a physical confrontation with Venusians and Martians alike. Moreover, despite her dedication to her people Omeva has grown fond of some people she met during her stay on Mars. Friends, even if she had to lie to their faces. She doesn’t have it in her to label the entire populace her enemy now that she has lived among them. If she were to be confronted by someone she knows, Omeva would likely hesitate to act against them.

Chosen Mobile Weapon

N/A (At this time)

Color Code: D1810A

Ayame Izumi stands tall at 5'7 with bright lilac eyes,she keeps her long black hair in a ponytail or a bun when she puts on her pilot suit thanks to being from Venus her body is broadly built being built bigger then a Martian or a Lunite. Her family heirloom, a gold necklace is on her at all time, even though she is a woman she is wears men's clothing more often then woman's as she wore mostly boy clothes back in the Habitat as all of her had me downs were boys clothes from her older cousins.



Confident
The will to prove herself
Intelligent
Brash
Aggressive



Born Year 476 R.C. on the Venusian habitat of Gibraltar and like most she lived in poverty living off a pittance her family made thanks to life on a Habitat. She lived with a large family so she never was alone, but her life was rough, being in a poor part of the habitat.

There were three things in life that kept her going; she loved to learn, enjoyed music always wanted to play an instrument, and Mobile-Worker as she was in aw of them and wanted to pilot one when she young. She did her best to learn a lot in the field of engineering thanks to her fascination of mobile workers from those who could teach her even if it wasn't something they were supposed to do. Thanks to the John Hoffman Outreach Program her dream came true and was able to leave for mars saying goodbye to her family at the age of 16. Arriving at mars she was awestruck by how much green she saw, she knew of grass and trees but never thought to see so much.

Here in MIT she had her academic limit, she was barely able to keep up compared to the other students but when she was given a chance to pilot a Mobile worker she jumped on the chance. Finding she was a natural she would pilot one as much as she could and decided to focus her studies on Mobile Workers. Seeing her abilities and her grades barely passing she was given a chance to sign up as a Mobile Suit pilot thanks to a military recruiter.

Training was not kind on her being one of only a few Venusian in her group, but it did not deter her from showing her worth and was shown to be a great pilot, she may have not been a leader but from hearing stories about Victor Galahad in the Deimos Military Institute a Venusian who excelled gave her inspiration to keep going through the training.

Once she graduated training she was sent to the Venus sphere as part of the 16th battle group and her first sortie was the seige of Gibraltar. Having her home assaulted she fought ferociously to a point were she was gonna go on a suicide run leaving her squad behind, but before she went on her suicide run she encounter into Victor and his depleted squad, there with renewed vigor she helped him carry out his counter offensive against the large Pirate fleet. For her actions at the seige she was award a medal for heroism along the other survivors, she was given the nickname Rookie as she was the greenest, but after some time it took upon the name Rook named after the chess piece and soon became her call-sign.

After her actions in Gibraltar she joined Victor in his Fighting Fifths carrying out anti pirate operations till the end of the conflict inflicting as much damage as she could against the pirate hoping to wipe them all out for their actions against her home. She is currently part of the MS pilot contingent of the HMS-Nyx which has been redeployed to Venus amidst the rising tension.


Venesian- Being a Venusian her body is a lot hardier being able to take a hit that would send other to the ground, she can also handle higher G-Forces that could make a martian of Lunite pass out from
giving her the upper hand in combat being able to pull off more dangerous maneuvers most other couldn't handle.

MIT Education-
Thanks to her time in M.I.T. and her childhood fascination she found her true calling as a mobile suit pilot but she never forgot what she learned from school and could come up with plenty of tweaks to her machine do most maintenance on her own and if needed join in the engineers and mechanic with repairs having a great understanding of mobile suit design and construction.

Military Training-
Given her time in Venus she grew up hardy and the Military only made her hardier, going through basic training she picked up the basic of being a soldier and trained in most forms of firearms and military equipment.

Mobile Suit Pilot –
A natural pilot since her time at M.I.T., she is an aggressive pilot so that her opponent has little time to react and counter attack but she can handle all type of weapons her machine is equipped with. During her time in the military she has accrued a confirmed kill count of six mobile suits and one pirate ship.

Old Family Necklace-

Said to be an owner from an ancestor from earth its form has faded a bit from rust and age. Its shape is of three triangles in a form of a triangle in a circle and is one of the only keepsakes from her family when she left Venus for Mars, she has it on her at all times.

Acoustic Guitar-

As a young Girl she enjoyed all sorts of music but the Habitats in Venus didn't have many good conditioned instruments and those that were were always out of her reach as she could never afford them. When she came to mars and had enough money she bought an acoustic guitar mainly because it was easier then a piano to move around and was for the most part easier to play as well.


With her background in MW engineering even as short as it was she can be deployed multi purposely if she needs to be, doing field repairs in the field or helping engineers with modifications or installations and if need be translate tech jargon but any in all newer technology is out of her knowledge range.

She may be an ace but she is not anywhere near close to those of elite pilots but strive to reach their level in combat but at times would overexert herself.

She has a drive to succeed at something even at the cost of her life which sometimes lead her into trouble.

She owes Victor a large debt of gratitude and is willing to do anything for him and look up to him with the greatest admiration she can hold for someone. She is willing to be the first one to deploy and the last to return to make sure his objective are secure, but she is unsure weather or not her admiration made her blindly loyal or an unrequited love wanting his attention and can be a time something she has a hard time dealing with and does her best to hid it from everyone.

She is also torn between her duty to the Zern Empire a Martian lead government and being a Venusian who is being oppressed by said government and can at times have her at odd whether or not she feels like she belongs anywhere and it can show when she interacts with others in which she can be standoffish and speak before she thinks about the consequences of what she is saying as this is a very sensitive topic which has led to fist fights with other soldiers which has led to her halt in her rise through the ranks.

Unit Appearance

The Sowerberry is a large, heavyset, earthy brown colored unit with an extremely large and wide body. The vast majority of its body is covered by a layer of red segmented rectangular plates that overlap with each other like a carapace.
Both of the unit’s arms are large and cylindrical, ending in large hands with circular holes in their palms. The suit’s head is somewhat small compared to the rest of its body and covered on the left, right and back by the same segmented plates as the rest of its armor, with only a small opening revealing the two optics

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, Cockpit in the chest
Dimensions: 20 Meters tall
Powerplant: High-output Wilberforce Reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

•Replaceable reactive armor system:
-The core of the Gundam's defense is its self-replacing reactive armor. Most of the Gundam's outer body is covered by a shell made of rectangular plates of nanocarbon reactive armor. When struck the shaped charges on the armor activates and explodes, shooting any shrapnel from the attack flying away from the unit and redirecting the force elsewhere. This armor grants it great protection against long-range ballistics, missiles, and melee attacks. The real beauty of the system comes in after a plate is spent, however. After a plate’s shaped charge explodes, the plate is dropped from the Gundam's outer armor and replaced with a spare, of which the Gundam has many in reserve

•Heavy-duty servomotors:
- the servomotors in Sowerberry’s limbs are based on prototypes made by Lucas. The servomotors require much more power and are much more expensive than those in normal mobile suits. But their output is much much higher, so much that Sowerberry is capable of wielding its heavy weaponry unimpeded. Even without its weapons Sowerberry has the physical prowess to lift, grapple, and restrain mobile suits.

•Heavy Duty Thruster
-The thruster mounted at the base of the Sowerberry’s back is larger and more power-hungry than the standard model. But it’s high output makes it capable of propelling the Gundam at high speeds even when it is fully loaded on armor plates. The Gundam still has a hard time stopping and starting quickly, but when given room to maneuver its top speed is surprisingly high.

•Heavy Armor Tower shield
-a 20-meter tall curved tower shield made of solid nanocarbon. It’s solid structure and inward curve make it extremely durable, but its large size means few units are strong enough to hold one-handed. When in use the shield can completely cover the front of the mobile suit, and when not in use it is attached to the back of the suit, preventing any sneak attacks.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•50 Ton HEAT Anti Armor Mace
A fifty-ton long-handled mace stored on the Sowerberry’s hip. The head of the mace uses the same principles as the reactive armor, reactive plates covered in shaped explosives. A single swing has enough force and weight behind it that even an attack that fails to break through the armor might cause internal damage just from the force of the blow, and the explosion on the top of that can cripple even heavily armored suits. Directly below where the mace is stored in a container with two replacement mace heads, for when the reactive plates are all used up.



•Interior Pile Bunkers x2

The Sowerberry possesses two pile bunkers with nano carbon spikes inside its cylindrical arms. Due to its pathetic range, the typical use of this weapon required the user to either perform an open palm strike or grapple with the enemy unit. At melee range the bunkers fire with devastating force, enough to smash through plates of armor and pierce the inner workings of its opponent. A solid shot to the cockpit is almost surely an instant kill. The bunker requires a short period of time to reload after every shot, but by cycling between the two bunkers this downside can be reduced.

•Nanocarbon net launcher

Built into the right forearm of the Sowerberry is a net launcher that fires nets reinforced with nanocarbon fibers. These nets can be launched a short distance to weigh down and entangle foes. The nanocarbon fibers make the nets heavy and difficult to break, but they alone are not enough to completely disable an enemy mobile suit.

In close range, the Sowerberry is an absolute monster. A swing from its mace is enough to completely cripple most mobile suits. Even without it the pile bunkers can puncture lighter armor and damage the inner workings of enemy suits. It’s net launcher and large hands make it particularly good as a disabling and grappling weapon, bringing opponents to the ground where they can easily be finished off. Furthermore, the Sowerberry is extremely well armored, with the reactive armor protecting it from almost every angle and it’s tower shield picking up the slack in the meantime

However, Sowerberry has some weaknesses. Even with its advanced drive system and heavy-duty thruster it moves noticeably slower on the ground than the other Gundam and has trouble quickly changing directions while in flight. A skilled enough opponent could potentially play keep away long enough to wear the Sowerberry down. Even though it’s reactive armor works to replace lost plates, it only has so many spares and repeated attacks in the same place might land before the spare plates can come into place. Finally, energy weapons such as plasma and laser weapons can easily burn through large amounts of reactive armor, and even melt plates together, requiring the Sowerberry to manually remove those plates

Technical History

In the novel “Oliver Twist” by Charles Dickens, the character Sourberry was a greedy middle-class undertaker and coffin maker. Which was perhaps not the most encouraging name considering the head designer was Lucas Ryder, only a part of the project because of his good work in a mechanics program sponsored by the royal family.

The early development went very smoothly. From the very beginning, the frame was meant to be large and heavily armored with a focus on close-range weaponry. The inner frame, including the net launcher prototype mace and pile bunkers, was created almost without event, the problems first arose from the outer armor.

The outer armor was heavy and bulky but fell short of making the Gundam significantly more well-defended than the others. It became clear an outside the box idea would be required if the Gundam was supposed to reach the heights of a Heavy Armor Gundam. Numerous ideas were considered including reactive armor and a large tower shield. The shield was eventually decided upon as Sowerberry still only needed one hand, but Lucas took it upon himself to design a new armor system

After weeks of pouring over dozens of sources Lucas returned with a prototype for the replicating reactive armor system (supposedly inspired by shark teeth, animal carapaces, and a type of layered plate armor popular in old earth) after some trial runs and testing the reactive armor was added to Sowerberry’s design greatly increasing its durability. This also fixed the problem with placing shaped charges onto Sowerberry’s mace, which was then designed to hold the same moving plates as the outer armor.

Satisfied by the design and happy with his contribution, Lucas and the rest of his team finished development without incident and after several combat tests, Sowerberry was on track to appear at the expo alongside it’s fellow Gundam.

Denzel is an extremely tall man with deeply tanned skin and huge rippling muscles. His long unruly hair is red at the root but turns a dark orange towards the tip. He has the square face of a thug, but his sharp brown eyes seem unrelentingly alert

Denzel’s clothing of choice are tight muscle shirts of various color, mainly grey and dark green, and plain pants, again usually grey. He has thick tan gloves to protect his hands from rough surfaces

Cool-headed
Focused
Pragmatic
Determined
Violent
Clever
Detached
Functioning Alcoholic


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Denzel was born in the year 470.

Denzel’s early life was mostly defined by his family and their struggles to stay alive. He was the eldest child of a Mobile Worker pilot and a stay at home mother. The Zenith family was cursed with a terrible mortality rate on their children. In the years between Denzel being born and his mother’s death in 480 Denzel had watched 5 brothers and sisters be born and all but one brother die to malnutrition or sickness

After his mother’s death, he was forced to grow up and take on the role of caretaker for his sickly younger brother, while his father continued to be the breadwinner. People interviewed claim that Denzel was extremely protective of his younger brother.

When Denzel was 17 years old his father was crippled in a mobile worker accident and had to return home. Suddenly bereft of a breadwinner Denzel decided to follow in his father’s footsteps and become a Mobile Worker pilot for the good of the family. He endured harsh and difficult working conditions without complaint

However, at some point in time, the cash flow from his job became too little… and he began to engage in Venus’s criminal element. The period of time is unknown but confirmed to be sometime after he joined the workforce.

Denzel began participating in illegal Mobile Worker brawls and street fights, engaging in the Venus nightlife. There’s no evidence that Denzel engaged in the drug or weapon trade, but the fights are confirmed and his cash flow greatly increased

The money from his many brawls were spent to educate his younger brother and find a safer job. Denzel was rarely home with his job and illegal dealings.

In 496 there were a number of riots and protests led by the Mekon movement, several of which broke out into violence. In one such riot, Denzel’s brother and father were counted among the dead. It is unknown if the were actively supporting Mekon, or merely in the area.

For a period of time, Denzel dropped off the radar. He quit working and rarely appeared in public. It is believed he immersed himself fully in the criminal underworld.

The next time Denzel appeared in public was 497. A Mekon riot was being suppressed by two redcoats kept for riot control purposes. An illegally modified Scutson emerged from out of sight and ambushed the two redcoats. Both were totaled in the confrontation, but by the time reinforcements arrived the Scutson has already left. Its pilot was Denzel

After that first appearance, Denzel has appeared numerous times to support Mekon, and it is believed that they are working together. He is considered extremely dangerous and should be disabled as quickly as possible

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Street fighting: Denzel is a clever and vicious fighter in hand to hand, with or without weapons. In addition to his fast and powerful punches, he has a multitude of grapples and throws to rely on. His fisticuffs have earned enough renown that most thugs and criminals will back down without a fight.

Mobile unit piloting: Denzel has been piloting mobile workers for over 10 years and is familiar enough with them to move and act with great precision and speed. After he turned to fighting he honed his piloting skills to be on similar levels to an experienced mobile suit pilot. Unlike a properly trained pilot, his movements are very direct but fast and efficient.

Guerrilla tactics: After a couple years with the Mekon movement Denzel has become very skilled at Guerrilla tactics. Ambushes, raids, diversions, and other trickery. Compared to a properly trained tactician his plans are very ragtag and risky, but he’s led Mekon to success in missions before

Human Kai (latent): Denzel is a Human Kai, and as such occasionally experiences a mild form of precognition. His form of Kai manifests as battle instinct, allowing him to predict the next second or two of movement from his opponent. In addition, it allows him to “feel out” the mood and style of an opponent within minutes of the battle’s start. However his Kai doesn’t probe particularly deep, and it most often activates while in danger.

Brass knuckles (with knife) A knuckle guard that has faithfully served as Denzel’s weapon of choice since the very beginning of his brawling days. This simple metal guard allows Denzel to punch full force with less chance of hurting himself, and deal more damage with his punches. Attached to one end is a straight-edge knife that can cut through wires, flesh, and fabric with ease. It’s very sturdy and holds an edge well, but it’s not long enough to be much use at anything other than extremely close range.

Sawed-off shotgun: an old-fashioned shotgun with most of the barrel sawed off. As a result, it’s range has been heavily reduced, but it can be more easily carried and wielded with one hand. Despite that, it packs enough punch to shred unarmored flesh, and knockdown armored humans just with the stopping power.

Satchel bag: a large satchel with a strap that Denzel carries. It usually contains spare ammunition, any additional tools required, and his shotgun when it needs to be concealed


Denzel is a very focused and determined person. When he has a goal he considers important he will focus on with all his might. He has the determination, willpower, and raw spirit to endure hardship and bad situations all in the single-minded pursuit of his goals. As a fighter Denzel is stronger and tougher than anyone short of a martial arts master. As a pilot what Denzel lacks in proper training, he makes up for in experience. In short, Denzel is dangerous.

However, Denzel has some weak points. Despite his skill and power, he has little experience with repairing or modifying Mobile Workers and Suits. He has to rely on someone else to maintain and upgrade his gear. Despite his cleverness, his tactics are fairly basic compared to skilled tacticians. Finally, his skill with guns is only recently acquired, and he’s not a very good shot.


Rubble Rouser (Scutson custom)

Unit Appearance

The Rubble Rouser doesn’t look too different from its Scutson base, but there are differences. It appears to be even bulkier because if the addition of more armor, and it’s right forearm has several large armor plates that have been beaten into the shape of a crude shield. It’s bright orange paint is scuffed and scratched in dozens of places, along with an assortment of cosmetic damage that tells you this worker has seen some battle

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, ejectable curved-screen cockpit located in back.
Dimensions: 15 Meters
Powerplant: Low-power Wilberforce Reactor “overclocked” to Medium output (obtained from a COOL-Te)
Equipment and Design Features

•Scutson Base
-The Rubble Rouser has the same features as a Scutson unless noted otherwise

•Reinforced Plasteel Chassius
-The Scutson’s Plasteel body is already quite sturdy, but the additional armor applied to this one makes it quite durable, capable of taking a barrage of bullets without taking any internal damage. That said heavier ordinance can still cause significant damage

•Mounted Shield
- A rectangular Plasteel shield mounted onto the Scutson’s right arm. The shield is durable and can protect the front and right side of the Scutson, but it isn’t large enough to protect more than part of the suit

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Hammer
A large hammer with a collapsing handle custom made to fit Denzel’s fighting style. It can be used as a one-handed or two-handed bludgeoning weapon and hits hard enough to break armor and cause internal damage in anything unlucky enough to be hit by it. It would be heavy and unwieldy if it wasn’t being used by a reinforced Scutson. Mounted on one of the Hardpoints on the Scutson’s upper leg

•H-VIPER
A MAG revolver recovered from an enemy Tommy Commander type. Partly as a weapon and partly as a trophy. It retains the same high penetration, accuracy and power of all H-VIPERS, but it charges at a slower rate due to the lower output of the Scutson’s reactor compared to a Tommy. As such care must be taken to not fire the two charged rounds too quickly. Mounted on one of the Hardpoints on the Scutson’s upper leg



•Demolition Charges x 5
Five disk shaped demolition charges that have been modified for use as weapons. Although it isn’t what they were designed for a demolition charge exploding at very close range can destroy or cripple mobile workers and suits.


The Rubble Rouser takes what was good about the base Scutson and makes it great. It’s been reinforced to become rather durable, and the inclusion of a shield gives it a defensive option. It’s hammer makes it very dangerous in close range and the H-VIPER gives it a good medium range weapon

However at it’s very core the Rubble Rouser was not built to be a combat machine. It can be somewhat clumsy, and its armor is only as effective as it is because it has a lot. At longer ranges it has few options, charge in or retreat. It’s optimized for surprise attacks and guerilla tactics, not warfare. It’s reactor is unstable and if struck can put the suit down in no time at all, not to mention the ejection seat means the Scutson has no additional back armor.

Technical History

The Rubble Rouser started as just another Scutson used for a variety of tasks. It was stolen from its place of work by Denzel Zenith.

After being stolen the Scutson was illegally modified with a COOL-Te’s Wilberforce reactor, increased armor, a shield, and equipped with a custom made hammer, as well as stolen demolition charges.

The Rubble Rouser made its combat debut soon after these modifications were finished, in skirmishes with Martian mobile suits. During one of these battles, it obtained its final armament, a stolen H-VIPER, When a commander got too uppity and assumed it was only a problem to the lower class soldiers. He was wrong

The Rubble Rouser has earned a reputation for being a dangerous machine due to Denzel’s semi-frequent ambushes of Martian machines. It has been confirmed to have downed at least 7 mobile suits in the past year.

Arthur has a rather lean build but is a fair fellow at six feet. While not in excellent physique like any soldier from Mars or miner from Venus, he possesses a deeper tone skin over a strong jawed face. He has dark gray hair grown out slightly but has it combed back most of the time, with a few strands sticking out. His eyebrows are more brown over piercing blue eyes which seek out everything unknown. He’s been seen in nearly everything from fancy attire for Martian balls to basic workmans overalls, but his favorite attire is a dark gray jacket over a light black shirt and cargo pants with heavy boots.

-Intelligent
-Fast Learner
-Patient
-Curious
-Ambitious
-Risk Taker

>>Welcome to Sharps Workshops Internal Network Database
>Retrieve file #2923
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>>Retrieving…
>>1 File Retrieved, Access code;
>794782
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Another screen… Well, time to fill you up with more useless text.

My name is Arthur Sharp, I was born the second son to Charles and Juliet Sharp in the year 469R.C. My parents were overjoyed when I was born, my mother didn’t have much luck in conceiving naturally until my older brother Din came just two years before me, and even happier once I was discovered.My parents saw to it that our childhood was fit for any noble of Mars with plenty of sports, high education, and Gene therapy taking prominence.

Changing planets, change the DNA. It's miraculous in hindsight, but it makes me feel artificial. My concerns weren't important, the family invested in more than they should have in education and therapy to raise their children to take up the now great mantle of Sharp Workshops. I can't say I blame them with companies such as Raj Factory always looking to ruin them.

Comparing them to the others on this rustball, they were generally good people. Working for the betterment of the Empire with some measure of concern for those outside of the thin atmosphere, but the achievement of the Scutson changed our fate. With the chance to expand, my father pushed the company to beat its main competitors and we flew high like Icarus. We seized our moment, and it looked like Sharp Workshop wouldn’t cease expansion. My father took late nights, my mother even later with other nobles. Me and my brother were with one another most of the time either working on learning more and more, or in Din's case, running around the state.

I didn’t think it would happen so soon...

First Din left the house for the Officer Academy. I knew deep down he wasn't right for being a businessman, but I didn't think he'd want to leave for the military. I became the only Sharp in the estate, the servants and guards being my companions, along with my computers and books. Not a great ending for my teenage years, not that had school to worry about since a year or so ago. Whoever said tragedies happen once, was a damn liar.

I was 20, and I didn't even hear about it from any person on the planet, but the tv. An explosion, one of the factories my family owned, and my father’s name came up in the casualties. Of course it came down to an accident. That’s what everyone reported, but I didn’t buy it. My father had a lot of enemies, not directly but ones with money in Raj Factory or the IOC. Then it gets even better. I’ve found some records my father had dealing with some pirates, quite a few of them. With what I’ve seen from the empire though, I can’t blame the old man. Sometimes you need to help the little guy, and maybe sell a few mobile workers along the way.

With my father gone, and my mother more interested in other nobles’ bedrooms, and my brother still out and away fighting pirates we no doubt supplied, I had to step up for the family company. Sharp Workshops. I was already helping with some designs and outlines, and I’ve been training since I could speak. I was practically made to run the company. Life’s funny like that. Reality changes in your eyes as you grow up, you learn more about people, about places.

I wonder how far I’ll sell my soul at this rate. Maybe I'll even see my brother's face at the end of a gun when it all ends. Until then, I think I'll just keep playing the big bad merchant on Venus. The future belongs with the Venusians after all, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. When this gets released, I really hope all you nobles take a good look in the mirror. It doesn't matter where you're born when you turn out to be the monster.

>>Review End…
>>Confirm Code;
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>82
>>Deadman Reset. Thank you Arthur Sharp.


-Intelligent Mind: Arthur was raised from a young age to excel against his peers, and thanks to gene therapy, his family was able to give him a high intellect that’s capable of quick complex thinking. While not an Einstein, his enjoyment of the unknown has made him a skilled mechanic, engineer, pilot and businessman.

-Tinker’s Brain: Arthur is skilled with mechanics, and general non-electronics. He can perform repairs on mobile workers and mobile suits while having knowledge of their designs and capabilities. He is also knowledgeable on the materials hi company procures.

-Refined Genes: While not high compared to the Royals’ level of gene therapy, the Sharps family were considered nobility by some, and thus began performing more extensive gene therapy as the generations continued. Arthur’s Overclocked focuses on the mental capacity rather than physical enhancement.

-Everyone’s Guy: Officially Sharp Workshop only trades with legitimate business partners, but given the rising tension, Arthur’s seen to dealing with anyone who will pay and is sane. He’s recognized the Mekon Movement will need a trustworthy supplier as their crusade continues, but for now he’s content with trading with pirates such as Cathrida. This gives him a way to nearly everything in the solar system.

-Pilot Training: Arthur has training for mobile workers and mobile suits, while not up to military standards, he’s always practiced on the Scutons of his company.


-9-round revolver: Having a love of the treasures of the Earth, Arthur had a custom weapon designed by a contact from L-sect with nanocarbon as the constructed frame. It also accepts a bayonet attachment and is Arthur’s personal weapon.

-Personal Computer: Being the owner of a large manufacturing company, Arthur always carries around a small computer to keep up to date on his official dealings and trade.


Arthur is a man of many talents while sitting in a chair. He’s been raised to manage a systemwide company, dealing with pirates and official businesses, and perform smuggling. Outside of the business his intellect is his most important tool in orchestrating a crew on any of his ships, but he prefers the Sharp Workshop’s pride and joy, the Forge of Mars. He’s also familiar with maintaining mobile weapons and even designing ship or mobile suit weapons.

Model-7 Scutson (Sharp Custom)

Vessel Appearance

The Forge of Mars is a one of a kind vessel frpm Sharp Workshops to mark its entry into ship construction. In a red, tan and grey color scheme, this ship did end up taking designs from other manufacturers, Sharp innovated with mobile suits as the next forefront of development. The ship features an interesting shape, like a flat rectangle with a hollow center, a long finned command bridge and two wing struts. The rear of the ship is dedicated to mobile weapon storage and maintenance. The ship has two hangars each capable of holding 12 mobile suits, along with a hangar door and catapult. The fin from the back portion of the ship is the command tower with a reinforced bridge for runs through debris fields. The struts leading forward on the ship contain the manufacturing machines, processing plants and elemental printers of the ship, while the bulk section towards the front acts as resource storage.

Technical Details

Crew Size Medium
Dimensions:

• Height: 90 Meters
• Length: 390 Meters
• Width: 290 Meters

Weight Class: Heavy
Equipment and Design Features:
•Hangars
The Forge of Mars features two hangars located on the rear of the ship, one to each side. Each hangar holds 12 mobile suits or mobile workers, can launch or retrieve them from the hangar doors or launch them from a catapult facing the front of the ship on the top. While the hangars have 12 bays for mobile weapons, each has an empty space for more suits should the ship need to transport more.

•Manufacturing and Processing
As a factory ship, the Forge of Mars contains many elemental printers, processing machines and work stations in the middle sections of the ship to aid in construction efforts. Mobile workers may access the supplies from these areas through doors facing inward in the empty section.

•Main Cargo and Storage
The large section at the front of the Forge of Mars is designed to store cargo and materials. The section has loading doors facing the empty section but may otherwise be detached should the ship need to abandon its cargo, which has never been required.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Missile Tubes
The Forge of Mars contains 4 sets of missile tubes. A set of 4 facing forward, 2 sets on the rear facing up and the final pair in the rear aimed at a 45 degree angle down. The front section contains 3 tubes, the rear 3, while each top tube contains 4 tubes. The ship doesn’t carry military missiles however, merely demolition and interception missiles.

•75mm CIWS Systems x10
Positioned across the Forge of Mars are ten 4-barreled rotary cannons. These small close-in-weapon-systems or CIWS are arranged to give 360 degree bubble of interception should the ship encounter an asteroid shower or pirate forces. Their high rate of fire allows them to dispatch incoming projectiles with greater ease and better keep enemy mobile suits at bay.

•800mm Gyrojet MAG system
An intricate system designed as a collaboration between Sharp and IOC, the Forge or Mars features two tubes on the sponsons with one barrel of this system. Designed to crack asteroids and as a test, the system isn’t often used but allows for the advantage of high speed launch and Gyrojet acceleration after leaving the barrel. This system is delicate however and maintenance intensive, requiring examination after each launch.

Technical History

The Forge of Mars comes from a celebratory time of Sharp Workshops when the Zern Empire accepted the Scutson mobile worker. The high ups ordered for the first large scale ship by Sharp to be produced to show off their industrial power, and Sharp's engineers provided. Designed with mobile suits and workers in mind, they provided two hangars for independent operation while adding in a catapult for far operations. The ship incorporated manufacturing and processing facilities along the long sponsons of the ship, allowing for high production power from the ship itself. A heavily reinforced cargo section is featured at the front of the ship for easy access and storage. The hangars of the ship are designed for quick repairs and resupply of mobile suits to ensure high efficiency during any operation. The ship was launched at the beginning of 494R.C. to great praise by the company and the public as an inspiration of Mars engineering and might to the whole solar system. The ship first toured around Mar's orbital factories and moons to aid in their production and as publicity. As the ship's advertising potential waned, the ship was sent out deeper away from the planet and eventually on a path towards Venus as a status symbol of the Zern Empire to its colonists, and a symbol of power to Sharp's competitors. Sending a flagship of the company far away from Mars to Venus was a risk, but a large middle finger to Raj Factory who've stuck close to the Empire's military officials since the mobile worker examination. Since Arthur Sharp's ascension to owner of Sharp Workshops, he's taken to using the ship as his own during his stay in the Venus sphere...

Unit Appearance

Taking the basic Scutson into the hangar, the SC model has been repainted from the company’s usual orange into a pale tan and red reminiscent of the Forge of Mars. The worker has had the shoulder sections remodelled to allow for an extra arm on each side capable of rotating from the front next to the arms over the top of the shoulder. The arms are built with large powerful servos and heavily constructed for assistance. While they come standard with a pair of clamps, they are sometimes be changed out with a Scutson hand for precision. A last addition on each arm of the standard Scutson is a launchable heavy tow cable. The feet have also been replaced with a set of large claws, which when folded allow for basic movement under gravity or along the surface of ships. They can open extremely wide comparatively to their folded state, and clamp onto large objects or crush them in a viselike grip. Aside from such differences, more cameras have been added for increased visibility, and larger higher output verniers have been installed for heavier thrust.

Technical Details

Accommodation: The SC model Scutson features a single seat cockpit, which has a more open design to facilitate more screens in the cockpit presenting a larger, near 360 degree coverage for the pilot. To accommodate this, the ejection seat of the unit has been removed.
Dimensions: 15 Meters
Powerplant: Medium strength Wilberforce reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

•Extra Monoeye
The SC Scutson features an additional monoeye facing the rear of the unit which continuously providing a rear view for the pilot.

•SubArms
With a pair of powerful clamps or a standard pair of Scutson hands, these arms allow for heavy duty construction work or assistance with smaller tasks by being the actual extra pair of hands.

•Tow Cables
The normal pair of Scutson arms comes with tow cable launchers to assist in heavy movement or construction.

•Claw Feet
The feet of the Scutson have been replaced with large claws for use in stabilization or narrow foot access. They are also equipped with powerful servos to allow for digging in or in the case of one unfortunate workplace incident, crushing steel girders to remove them and free trapped workers.

•Hardpoints x8
Located across the Scutson’s body are universal connection points or “Hardpoints”. These hardpoints can be used to mount equipment to the Scutson’s body or carry tools. Two hardpoints are located on the sides of the shoulders, two are located on the back, two on the upper legs, and two on the lower legs.

•External Tank links
Attached just behind the unit and to either side of the backpack, these allow the suit to have the optional fuel tanks attached for extended flight and thruster uses.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

The Scutson can wield various mobile suit sized tools from giant shovels, pickaxes, sledgehammers, and other useful tools that could easy be used to bludgeon things with.

•Mining Drill
A heavy club-like grinding drill fitted with a long hand and dozens of spinning, rotating parts capable of grinding even the hardest of rocks to a fine dust. It is most often used on the surface of Venus or mining asteroids where they are effective, if somewhat terrifying tools. As an improvised weapon its unwieldy and slow, but the weight and force of the Scutson’s powerful limbs alone is enough to brutalized most targets to say nothing of the drill element.

•Bolt Gun
Essentially a giant nail gun designed to drive metal stakes through hard rock or solid metal, used primarily in temporary habitat repair work or mining. While not normally able to fire unless pressed up against a solid surface, it's not difficult to rig the tool and weaponize it. Inaccurate at a distance the bolt gun has good penetration and can shoot out sensors or damage lightly armored areas on a suit.



•20mmCIWS
With an increase in raids on Sharp Workshops supply ships and sites by pirate groups, Arthur Sharps petitioned for a set of light machine guns to be installed on his company’s Scutsons, although they carry limited ammunition they can be used to intercept asteroids, salvage or throw a pirate mobile suit off guard. Two are placed on the torso of the unit, one on each side of the CIWS facing forward.

•Sharps Pickaxe
With 2 always equipped on this unit, the pickaxe is a versatile tool used by the company for mining or construction with a heavy hammer side. The length can be increased by conjoining the two handles together.

•Discharge Explosive
As a safety precaution against theft, Sharp has installed an explosive device inside of the unit’s main chassis that will disable the machine indefinitely without severely damaging the Wilberforce Reactor. Easily hidden behind paneling that will take an hours work to remove, the device is set to go off 20 minutes after leaving the range of a Sharp facility or by the pilot’s choosing.


These units were ultimately designed by Sharp for Sharp in Sharp territory, and thus the company has spent quite a pretty penny to upgrade the Scutson without hampering its frame too harshly. The sub arms allow for more intricate work without the need for a second unit, with the claw feet providing surface on locations like lunar or asteroid surfaces, and heavy servos guarantee the unit can stand above other mobile workers when it comes to lifting strength. To compensate for all of the additional equipment, armor on the unit had to be lightened to keep it near the original weight. Slightly heavier, the unit also consumes fuel at a higher rate with the larger verniers, leading to external tanks usually being equipped to the back of the unit. This makes it a more cumbersome unit when equipped, thus used on EVA usage.

Technical History

Over time it became clear that the Scutson was useful for general purpose contracting, but not good enough for the very same company. Sharp was selling the Scutson but also using a small portion for its own work and construction, and noticed the improvements it could be given. Sharp engineers saw what needed to be added, and did so. The new Scutsons, nicknamed the SC model, were also called monsters at first because of the extra pair of arms, an extra monoeye placed on the back, and claws for feet. Many workers dislike of the machine were quickly subsided as the unit proved even more useful than the previous model for their work. Some pilots have even gone so far as to customize the units with some painting or custom markings.

A short young man. Standing heads below most adults in the Zern Empire, and notably shorter than the youths that should be his peers. His form is thin and weak, and looking on him his clothes feel a bit off even when they’re made to fit him, due to the frailty that he exudes. This is all the more emphasized by his more mature features that look aged beyond his years. Rather than a youth he seems more a troubled young adult. His brown eyes meanwhile are often tired looking, puffy and reddened.

His hair is also brown, but wispy and thin in color, with some strands even being white. But the base of it has slowly become more full with a darkening brown.

When he dresses he tends to go for whatever is comfortable. Most often he ends up in casual attire. Prioritizes having at least a deep hidden pocket or two that he usually loads up with snacks.

All in all the sort of person who gives the wrong impression on multiple levels.


Confident
Curious
Dreamer Far-Thinker
Fish Out of Water
Blunt Honest
A Touch Aggressive
Conflicted and Unsure
Wasteful… for a Terran.






A Earth native survivor that found himself thrust in the world in space, and life in the Zern empire. Gaia Dyrte found himself with the head and talent for working with technology, preserved and scavenged by his people at a young age. However despite finding satisfaction in working with, and creating various devices that helped the lives of himself and those around him, he found himself bitter and angry at those who came from beyond the stars to take the spoils and treasures of the broken planet. But even worse were those who took what could be considered the most precious. If the salvage and technology left behind on Earth had worth to the people who lived there, then it was in how it could make a harsh unforgiving life easier, and in how many it would allow to take another breath, to wake to another day. Value then was life and survival. A dream then was to have a future that was one small step easier for everyone involved.

But Gaia wanted more than that. Indignity drove him to create his own weapon, to set upon the path of defending his people, to strike and destroy what he deemed the enemy. Whether they be Pirate and Slaver, Lunarian or even a Martian at the wrong place and time. Fighting against discouragement and concerns from the people that were his family he pushed himself to work to more than provide his keep and meet the demands of life while also being able to build up what he gathered and put together a rudimentary basic skeleton of a Mobile Suit. In mimicry of what he learned of weapons both from the earth’s past and stars.

Then when a battle between pirates and Zern soldiers near his settlement of survivors came to his attention not long after the completion of his weapon he embarked on a decision that would change his life forever. Interfering in the battle and shooting down a pirate that had compromised the safety of the leader of the Zern, later revealed to be one of the royal family. He found himself approached with interest and curiosity, and after a tense and cautious stand off and negotiation, Gaia found himself recruited and pulled to the side of Zern and brought to the stars.

A curious example of a free Earthling in Zern due to his patronage and his own service. He found himself slotting in awkwardly, a square peg in a round hole. As a kind of human typically seen only in the form of a slave, he left others at as much of a loss as he was in their world. Yet nonetheless he learned, he studied. Both of Mobile Suits, of the culture of Zern and their technological marvels. Things he never knew existed in his small and harsh world. Things that he could have never imagined. Culture so different, so rich and robust. Both in the new and old.

Learning more of the stars and the world, learning more about humans and their differences. Gaia found himself faced with many questions. What was he to do, what should he work towards? Few from Earth could ask themselves that question. Back where he came from it was work to survive, live to not die. On Mars they simply fulfilled their duties as slaves, taking to fulfilling the desires and commands of their owners, both plucked away from hardship and yet given their own terrors and sorrows by those who plucked them away from home.

Over the course of a year in living in the Zern Empire Gaia has gone through much schooling and even attempted to make his own contributions independent of his patron, even attempting to patent and spread ideas and technological creations to the civilian populace. Although his lack of full understanding of the manner and needs of civilized people have meant that he has found little success.

More notable then was his refinement and true completion of the first weapon he attempted to create, utilizing the principles and sciences of modern Mobile Suit engineering, along with his strange ideas and knowledge brought from Earth. The weapon one of a kind made by himself, piloted by himself. The oddity in space that stood out as much as its maker.

A few eyes linger upon him. But will they see him grow as a creator, or as a soldier?



Engineering: A talent and knack of his, even before any formal education or access to the database of information present in more civilized society. Figuring how things work, how to make them work, and how to put them together is the talent that’s the pillar of support that has taken Gaia to where he is now. These talents are not limited to, but include the development and design of even Mobile Workers and Suits. Although it looks like there’s still plenty to learn and study from in modern common design.

That’s No Soldier: While he has not gone through the training of a military academy cadet, and lacks the experience of a seasoned soldier. He is able to pilot, being able to utilize his own makeshift creation back on the Earth. Then being half-dragged, half willingly charging into battle after battle with his patron, Has, along with some pockets of generously given time to help him adjust to and understand military operations, given him some understanding of the disciplines that come with being a member of the army. As a soldier he still leaves much to be desired, but as a combatant and a member of her highness’s routine he has reached a point where he can’t be dismissed as just a citizen, and can even be relied upon.

As far as ability for combat outside of a Mobile Suit, he’s able to handle unarmed people, and has experience dealing with wild Earth beasts with a weapon. However if he himself had to compete in a contest of strength he’s below most of the population whether they be Martian, or Venusian, refined, kai or not. Not your best bet for an arm wrestling contest.

1+1 equals: When it comes to figuring out how to line things up as he wants, Gaia has a head for numbers. While it isn’t that he has a special keen sense or exceptional eyes, he manages to manage to hit his targets and figure out when things intersect well.

Malus:

Terran: Life on Earth is difficult. The environment dead and unforgiving. What’s “edible” and isn’t sometimes has little a difference, and the very air itself is deeply poisoned. To many it would be considered completely unliveable, and perhaps they have a point. Yet to those who have managed to survive, their definitions of ok, and capabilities to withstand such environments are a bit different. A native earthling will be able to count the negative effects from breathing in such air in the span of years rather than days or hours, and perhaps to an extent there’s a bit of gut tolerance to certain toxins.

Of course it doesn’t change the fact that such benefits are only “benefits” in a extreme condition that’s more a consolation prize more than anything. Earthlings are wracked with various health problems and unwell constitutions and conditions. Gaia is no exception, finding his breathing more difficult than those raised in Mars, and lungs wracked with pain at times. While faded for the most part now even bouts of anemia struck him. Otherwise due to mishaps in his nervous system he finds himself feeling rather cold and heatless at times. Particularly in his hands. But at least he doesn’t have any signs of cancer... Yet.
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Top of the line Data Tablet:
A journal, a means for recreation and study. Pretty much anything he could ever need or want in a neat little square. To the Gaia who lived in an environment where all things were scarce, the idea of using paper that isn’t required to be used is a bit unpleasant. Plus as much as he has a good head for keeping all his belongings together he’d rather not get too carried away. Contains locally an entire library of various things he’s studying or working on so he doesn’t come into an awkward period of having nothing to read on.

Ultimately it's something a rich civilian could easily get however rather than anything top secret or special.

12 Gauge-Pump Action Antique Shotgun:
One of the more common types of weapons floating around to those lucky enough to have them on the surface of the dead Earth. With a four shot capacity and a focus on being robust and reliable. It’s nothing fancy, but it works. Whenever taken with him it tends to be carried on his side with a sling made out of a kind of leather unfamiliar to most people.

Terra-use Gas Mask (Custom): Face of Old-Man
The face of a Terran, the mask worn to face a harsh world. The solace from, and symbol that proves the dangers of the dead world. Black as carbon, the metal and plaisteel that forms the mask is painted and dyed by the years of ash and traces of soot. Two cylinders, filled with multiple layers of filters and mechanisms. Designed to be durable, with redundancy and reliability built in, it is well equipped for the daunting task of guarding a person throughout their life without ideally, too much maintenance.

An artificial lung-system helps pump air in, and waste and exhaust out. The smooth workings and constant flow allows for a more regular and easy breathing with the ability to compensate for any fluctuations in the wearer or a greater need for oxygen through ensuring an ample amount of breathable air.

Two cylinders protrude outward, containing the most of the mechanisms. The left contains the bulk of the breath-systems, while the right is dedicated primarily to an advanced heating system that was only improved by access to, and incorporation of Verogel. The well-quarantined heating system recycles and resupplies the carbon utilized as one of the filters. A contained for the most part self-sufficient system. The mask is powered by a battery that rarely needs replacing, and its filters are for the most part able to keep going for not just hours like most, but even months.

The exhaust that leaks out of the mask is dark, wispy strands of black smoke. Leaving the breaths of the wearer to look like that of a smoking demonic beast.

It has been adjusted so as to be able to be incorporated with a normal suit so he can wear it during piloting as well.

In times of need for whatever reason the heating system can be utilized through removal of the cylinder and a specialized exhaust as a release of extreme temperatures. Enough to more than set most things to fire, as the heat that almost completely burns and reforms the carbon with minimal waste is charged for a “blast”


An inexperienced person, both in age, culture and battle. Intelligence, talent and ability have brought him to the stage and could be polished further. But currently as is he's a muck-covered stone from the dead planet.

His greatest asset is his different manner of approach, of thinking. Yet it also leaves him with difficulty in reaching a common understanding with others at times. While his differences have brought him attention it also serves as his greatest struggle. One may even ask if he will ever truly be like a normal citizen of the empire, whether one compares him to a Martian, Lunarian or Venusian. For the values of one who lives on the surface of the dead planet have been shaped by a hard, different life.

In battle there's a certain aggressive edge to his performance. All the more against slavers and their ike. The tempered caution of maturity and experience something he lacks to guide his perspective at times.

Otherwise his relatively poor health, both from his environment and his lineage as a Terran leave him rather weak in physical strength, and with some problems. With an entire year he has been making improvements through a vast improvement in environment, care and nutrition. But put up against most of even Venusians, and they'll tend to look hale and hearty in comparison.

Unit Appearance

When one looks upon the Gyfnewid, one may think of the Centaurs of old human mythology. Of one made out of a weird hybrid of a normal vehicle and a Mobile Suit. Not quite the iconic mechanical giant of a man. Not quite an armored carrier vehicle or car. Bringing hefty firepower and floating above the ground, it cries out its declaration to the stars as a harbinger of war. While it is shorter than most Mobile Suit, Its height does not leave it with a lesser presence to its peers as its stand out profile and even odder aesthetics. One might find themselves struck by the feeling that it is a sitting down giant, due to its tank design.

Its colors are rather drab, forgoing any real paintjob, save for a layering of markings in letters and words that overlap, repeated hundreds of times to give it a makeshift coating of black in a mosaic painted on like ink by Gaia personally. If its pilot were asked, he would answer that he went off an old database of old languages and their words for victory or something. Yet mixed in clearly are a number of names, foreign and odd.

It’s humanoid torso and head is rather blocky. It’s head is a forward-facing square, with a rising collar guard partially obscuring it, making it seem like a dome or head that was partially removed to expose the skeletal head within. A single compound bar sensor stretches across its smooth flat face, larger than that of the Redcoat or Tommy, glowing a dull red. Otherwise of note are its head mounted Vulcans. Placed like ears with a back extension that protrude upwards for the sake of mechanisms to fixate the guns. It adds a touch of a more humanizing element that still in of itself also feels different and inhuman, to the otherwise very mechanical creature. Really, it just looks plain weird when compared to the iconic image of a Mobile Suit doesn't it?

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot Only.
Dimensions:
15x10x16 (In Meters)
Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor “Overclocked” to a greater performance in order to compensate for the upkeep of the Maglev system. However it does not reach the level of a High-output Reactor. An adjustment that reduces stability. Combined with certain functions wear and degradation can also occur. With the defenses of the Gyfnewid and its role as something on the backlines the risk of an explosion is lower at least.

Equipment and Design Features:

A Mobile.. Tank?
The Gyfnewid first and foremost stands out from its peers by essentially being a half-humanoid, half-weapons platform style of creation. The upper body and lower body can rotate and turn independently. While like a mobile weapon it can adjust, turn and change directions rather swiftly compared to a wheeled vehicle it is still slower in that regard to a normal mobile suit. Yet such drawbacks come with the benefits of greater stability, in aim and otherwise.

Maglev Hover System:
An old line of technology in place even before the development of technologies by Umhlaba.Utilizing a system of superconductive materials and magnets, the Gyfnewid is able to float and glide a little above ground. The frictionless and off the ground movement allows for smoother movement and the ability to better deal with its weight. Most of all it allows for the positioning over water surfaces and dealing with unstable grounding and terrain. In the case of failure, however the Gyfnewid comes with a continuous track locomotive system. These treads are tucked under its body, with a slight protrusion forward that has ended up increasing the length of the Gyfnewidand. The treads are covered by thinner layers of armor due to not being considered as vital to protect and because of the already rather heavy build of the machine. Sometimes they end up drawing the attention of enemy fire hoping to cripple the movement of the Gyfnewid, not knowing that damage to them does not particularly impact the integrity of the Maglev But it’s hard to say if that’s a welcome misdirection of enemy priority, or a unfortunate weakpoint.

Heavy Liten Armor
Covered all over with Liten. The Gyfnewid is a heavily armored, and of course, very heavy construct. While fairing better in land environments and battlefields with gravity in comparison to normal Mobile Suits due to its Maglev System. In space especially it is a rather slow vehicle despite its booster systems.

Dual-Thruster Pack
A engine-pack similar to that of the Tommy, although with the unorthodox profile of the Gyfnewid, it lacks in comparison the finesse in maneuvering and control that they have. However it does an adequate job at ensuring that the Gyfnewid’s space and land speed is enough to leave it as just somewhat slow, rather than be something that cannot keep up with its allies and foes.

Reactor-Oversprint Thruster:
An overclocked Thruster connected more intimately and directly with the Wilberforce Reactor at the core of the Gyfnewid. Letting out an instantaneous sudden burst of thrust with an overriding priority over all other systems. The Gyfnewid is sent rocketing forth in a chosen direction. Whether by utilizing the mechanics of space, or the hover-system it makes for not just a surprising burst but also a swift acceleration and propellant for a tactical retreat. While it stresses out the system and the Mobile Suit and also creates significant G-forces upon its pilot. The bulky and robust build of the Gyfnewid allow a mitigation of the negative effects to a degree. Something not so dire as to be considered a complete emergency option, but also something not to use so lightly. Overuse in quick succession may lead to a blow out of Thruster, Engine, or both.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•120mm LEWIN-11 Machine Gun
A common and reliable weapon. Seeing no reason to reinvent the wheel, the standard among Mobile Suit weaponry was given to the Gyfnewid as a close range weapon. Best suited for fending off enemies that have closed in, suppressive fire, and taking down lightly armored targets that do not require the other armaments.

•“Screwdriver” 110mm Marksmen MAG Rifle
Another area where innovation wasn’t seen as necessary. Fitting in with the weapons platform sniper role of the Gyfnewid, a weapon that was meant for lighter targets and quicker to use while still fitting within its focus.



200mm “Starblazer” MAG Cannon
A shoulder-mounted double-barreled MAG Cannon Boasting both long range and very high penetration. This weapon carries the hopes of its creator in shooting down those who come down to the earth from the stars. Although it has turned out to be useful in combat in the void of space as well. A gun a bit than even the oversized Whiskeys, it makes up for the size by being shoulder mounted on a much more robust machine. It's speed, and just how much it can "cook" is greater than a standard Whiskey. Finally A scope-esque sensor attachment allows for a more specialized long-range view for tactical and sniping purposes.

•30mm Vulcan “Elf Ears”x2:
Mounted onto the head of the Gyfnewid are a pair of weapons affixed via the external mechanisms that give its head-mounted weapons their distinct name. Loaded with 30mm bullets. Though not effective against mobile suit armor they can be used to shoot down incoming projectiles or for shredding smaller more lightly armored targets.

•300mm Rocket Launcher
A shoulder-mounted box rocket launcher that balances firepower and range with powder based ordinance. While possible to fire on the move, the accuracy can suffer, making it more of a medium ranged, or, if one is daring enough, a short ranged weapon. The capacity loaded is six shots. Thanks to the stability of the Gyfnewid's form the problems of recoil are easily dealt with, and while there is a slight difficulty in aiming if firing its entire payload at once. Movement while firing is not difficult.



The Gyfnewid is a strange beast in many respects. The unique ideas of Gaia Dyrte in putting together a machine of war leaving it a much estranged and distant relative to all other modern Mobile Suits. However its effectiveness and strengths cannot be denied, as it serves as something like a tank of olde and a weapons platform both. Which is then commanded with the mentality of a sniper.

While it is as heavy as it looks and feels, it avoids the expected clunkiness and absolute slowness that should make a mockery of the Mobile part in Mobile Suit with its unique hover system and its booster power. However this weakness is only mitigated, not eliminated. The power that should go into the Maglev system is diverted to the boosters to try and keep its mobility to a similar level in space, although in that theater the mobility of other suits is emphasized over the Gyfnewid.

Even with its tactical Sprint-boost engaging in normal combat with other mobile suits is not recommended. A fast or armored foe, or a group of weaker enemies in close to melee ranges can certainly threaten and defeat the Gyfnewid. Even if heavily armored and resistant to damage, its slower turning and lack of relative agility means that it is not well suited to fighting an unsupported battle in a more personal field of battle against multiple, or exceptionally speedy foes. However its separate-rotation and stability leaves it well suited for marksmanship while moving and engaging.

Technical History

The third iteration of the first weapon he put together back on earth. While some of the parts and metal comes from what he first made. The only thing truly carried over from the previous drafts are ideas and the spirit. With a brand new frame and base, the Gyfnewid-00 is the first true Mobile Suit class weapon made and completed by Gaia Dyrte. However it can also be called his attempt at taking the first cobbled together machine he rode and trying to update it to modern Mobile Suit doctrine. Its construction is the fruit of his vengeful labour on the earth, and the studies of the knowledge of the Zern Empire. Really should it even be called a Mobile Suit?

With a focus on the systems, and painstaking attempts at trying to make the Maglev system feasible as the main mode of transportation in combination with thrusters. Little attempts at trying to provide it with unique weaponry was made by Gaia. The only thing that could be called unique, the "Starblazer" is in fact something that comes from the very first draft. Concerns about it being difficult to work with, with only Gaia knowing all the ins and outs of the unique machine, have also left him wanting to keep the weapons simple for easier replacements, resupplying and hassle-free inventory.

Coming from earth and having thought of a weapon as a means to fight pirates and slavers growing up. The design philosophy of the Gyfnewid came with the idea of how it would be used on a planet surface, or in a gravity environment, rather than a focus on the space theater. Initial ideas included experimentation with a quadrupedal leg system. But all other ideas were shelved and put aside for the time being once Gaia decided upon the Maglev system. Ultimately he decided on it as a means to deal with the variety of terrain possible, battlefield damage to leave uneven and perilous ground, and the tactical advantages possible in hovering above water surfaces for naval combat. The focus on booster movement also then allowed for the sprint-boost function to be a viable feature out of zero-gravity environments as well.

The inspiration for the Maglev system allegedly comes from old systems on Earth for trains that he read about.

Junker

26║Mekon║Venusian║Female

Physical Appearance

She stands at about 175cm or around 5'8" with a very well built body from all the work around the workshop, a veritable slab of muscle. There are burns all over her body from the years of working, and there are dark bags under her eyes that never seem to go away. Her clothings are whatever she feels comfortable in, which usually means a body suit and her usual baggy workers pants with all her tools.

Personality Traits:

Ruthless
Willful
Stubborn
Fatalistic
Snarky
Drunkard

Biography:

"Ah these?" Her father readjusted the picture book, bringing it closer to her face. "These are warriors of old, that protect their lands and people."

Life, was not fair. Ever since she was born, she knew that to some extent. But it was her life, and as long as she did not do anything stupid, her life was relatively fine. Her father's workshop was doing alright, with a relatively good amounts of people bringing in their machines to be repaired, worked on, adjusted, etc. A wide variety of objects from small electric cookers, to vehicles, to the occasional mobile workers. Inevitably she started to gain an interest in machines, and started working for her father in the workshop, looking for destroyed parts on Venus itself, or even buying them off people who do not know where to throw old broken down machines.

"You found it, have you?" His grizzled face did not have anger on them, as she feared, but rather a nolstalgic look as he turned on the light, revealing the machine. "I made a promise to your mother once, that we'd go for a cruise one day, all around Venus, and just enjoy the sights. Heh, stupid, but I can't really deny it had a certain feeling to it."

It was the frame of an old fighter plane, stripped down, and being rebuilt for her father's purposes, hidden in the recesses of their workshop by all the other usual junk. She knew it was mostly just a pipedream, for no one could really fly it now, and they would just as likely to be shot down as a pirate if they were found out by the military. A pipe dream, but she still did help her father with it.

"Why!? He had done nothing wrong! Someone... someone please help!"

Life was unfair.

She had lived her life trying not get on the law's bad side, and her father did too. They had hurt no one, kept clean of drugs or alcohol, and worked only on things her father was sure of their legitimacity. Yet still was her father taken, punished for crimes she knew he did not commit. The law separates the man from the beast, but what happens when even following the law the man was punished?

Sam had no idea, but she did know what she wanted to do now. Closing down the workshop, and turning to alcoholism to cope, she started working on her father's plane with renewed vigor, for her final revenge.

Skills and Abilities

Instinctive:
She was a person that trusts her gut instincts a lot. Whether it be on working on machines, fighting off the occasionall mugging, or even just picking out the right bolt to take out first, her instincts had rarely failed her before. Often she reacts before she could even think about it, though that may not always be for the better.

Strong Willed:
Her resolve, first strong, then strengthened more by her father's... disappearance. To say she was willful was an understatement; once she gets her head into something, she was unlikely to let go, back down, or change her mind. It would take far more than just torture or threats to break her will.

Tech Savant:
She was not learned at all like the usual people that researches mobile workers and mobile suits, and she probably would not be able to tell you which part was named what. But what she can do was rig functional machines out of even scraps if she had the proper parts or proper replacement parts that can replace those functions. Or perhaps even rig up addons to existing machines. It may not be as reliable as properly tested machines and things from the proper R&D department, but it will work.

Personal Items and Equipment

A toolbelt with normal handtools:
Self explanatory, handy for handling smaller parts and repairing delicate things inside of bigger machines.

Blastproof bodysuit:
These... happens a lot more frequently than one might think. That she only has burns on her body instead of having mechanical limbs was proof these were effective. Note the body suit is only blast proof and not blast immune. Explosions larger than the standard engine misfire, overstressed parts etc. tended to give off larger pieces of shrapnel and more powerful decompression effects.

Strengths and Weaknesses

For all intents and purposes, Sam is nothing but a colony mechanic, and while she was no idiot, she also had no proper training, or drilling for proper military tactics, maneuvers, etc. Her combat skills in a mech would only be considered average with perhaps only her movement skills being above average. Without parts, and the basic concept of what those parts do, she wouldn't be able to really develop any real technology, and while she can make a mech from scratch it still needed a proper workshop for her to do her work.

What she does have however, was almost suicidal resolve when going into battle, the willingness to put herself in a death machine and the insane maneuvers she can perform due to that. The overtuned death trap that was the Interceptor Custom was proof of that.

Chosen Mobile Weapon

FD Interceptor MKII Custom "Swan song"

Unit Appearance

A relatively small fighter plane painted red, it has two blades stored on clamps on top of its wings, as well as having two manipulator arms on the bottom. Other than the boltgun strapped onto its bottom, it looked like a typical mundane fighter plane.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Forwards cockpit with two seats for a pilot and co pilot. Features flowery patterned comfy seats. No fancy screens for viewing, with only a reinforced glass canopy.

Dimensions:
Height with landing gears extended: 3m
Length from tip to rear: 12m
Wingspan: About 8m

Powerplant: Low-output Wilberforce Reactor “overclocked” to Medium-output, ripped straight from a Cool-Te

Equipment and Design Features:

Plasteel Frame and Plates
Lightweight metal used for armor, though she wasn't thinking of protection, but the absolute minimum of weight. While it was enough for environmental protections and the high speeds maneuvers it can perform, it can at most take a few shots, though the curved nature of its plates does help in deflection, though not to be relied on.

Surround Vernier System
Verniers and thrusters are installed on the aircraft to maximize and allow for movement in any direction. The wings are rendered redundant in this instance considering it will fly without one. Due to this system the machine can achieve astonishing acceleration and speedy turns. Unfortunately,while the machine is perfectly equipped to handle that much stress, only the suicidal would even dare pilot such a beast, considering the sheer amount of stress on the pilot this places.

Manipulator arms
Crudely attached arms, with their parts ripped from another CoolTe, enabling better item manipulation and grappling if need be. Folded under the wings.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

Vengeance
A dual set of curved blades around 7 meters long, made from all the liten metal she could gather, edged with fine carbon nanotube to maximize sharpness. The only real thing she put a lot of effort into on this contraption. Stored by placing it on two metal clamps on top of the wings.



Modified Boltgun
A crude weapon strapped to the bottom of the plane, modified to shoot smalled projectiles with greater force and at a faster pace. Still suffers from inaccuracies, though it will penetrate better due to greater force behind them as well as having a smaller faster projectile. Bonus of making the gun a bit lighter due to the smaller projectiles.No on the fly reloading, needing a mechanic to physically replace the magwell. 150 rounds.


A machine designed solely to fly and and destroy, neglecting even the most basic of safety measures for the pilot. There was no limiter or dampening systems to combat intense G-force, the thrusters while reliable and unlikely to blow up, tended to heat up the entire plane the longer and harder they operate, the canopy was just reinforced glass, and the armor of the plane wasn't great to say the least. The entire design speaks of suicide, with even the gun not having a reload mechanism.

But, while the plane, and the pilot lasts, it gives unparalleled speeds and accelerations, as well as a huge potential for damage as long as the ammo lasts, and the blades remain intact.

Technical History

It was an old fighter plane, older than even the last seen fighter planes during the pirate uprising. Perhaps it saw action during the wars on Earth, perhaps it was simply a plane used for parades during peace times, but whatever this particular plane was, the faded markings on it clearly identified its designation as 'FD Interceptor MKII'.

Recovered during a Martian expedition, it was originally slated to be displayed as a museum piece until a wealthy collector bought it for his private collection. The old collector, however, did not live for very long after that, and his son, with no appreciation of the antique, sold off his collections, the plane being sold to a junker which just so happened to be Samantha's father.

Originally it was meant to be restored albeit without the weapons system as part of a promise to his wife, with the cockpit first modified to use a comfortable floral printed sofa chair, and a nice foam upholstery installed. When Sam's father was taken however, she instead modified it to be a tool for her vengeance, to be the beast of war it once was. A beast of war, to roar once last time, in both it and its maker's swan song.

HopPer, Revolutionary Firebrand

Johanna is a small fry, usually standing a head below those around her yet still easily spotted by her messy green hair and newsboy cap. Appearing deceptively lithe and thin, most of the right side of her body below the neck and both of her legs have been replaced with cybernetic prosthetics, and though she likes to bounce between comfy pop culture t-shirts, overalls, and whatever happens to be clean enough to wear, she's never without her oversized bomber jacket or her seemingly infinite pairs of rimless glasses.

Radical
Scrappy
Inventive
Wily
Temperamental
Weird

Johanna Hölzel doesn't have fond memories of her childhood. The runt of a large family of Lunite farmers, she was the product of an affair between her mother, a Venusian marrying into a Lunite family, and a Venusian corporate officer. As a result, she was pretty much despised from the moment of her birth, not helped by a Venusian deformity that made her unusually frail, prone to injury, and generally useless for farmwork. The only thing she ever got from her family was a name, and even that was lost to time; she only ever remembers being called Runt or Rat. By the time she was six, the poor girl finally snapped and beat half of her siblings with farming implements before running away to hide on an outgoing freighter.

Things weren't substantially better on the freighter, but a few of the laborers did show her some kindness, making her something of a mascot and allowing her to help with basic repairs and securing heavy shipping containers. She grew quite close to the elderly engineer Hölzel, who did his best to educate her on the robotics and sciences he had learned and taught her how to pilot the mobile workers the crew used to move heavy objects and perform some repairs. He tragically passed in his sleep shortly before she turned thirteen, leaving her a kit of tools and his favorite pair of revolvers.

Shortly after Hölzel's passing, the girl lost control of her temper again and got into a scuffle that ended with her being booted off of the freighter. While recovering at a clinic, she learned that she was in fact fully Venusian and possessed the Human Kai genetic markings, explaining her physical disabilities and a wide bevy of health and emotional issues she suffered from thanks to her implants. Scrounging and selling the few things she could call her own, except the gift from the old engineer, she managed to get some secondhand medications that treated the imbalance from the implant interfering with her Venusian genetics, and it was like a fog lifted from her mind from the first time in her life. Finally choosing a name for herself, Johanna, she managed to snag a job at a small repair shop in one of the busier Luna ports, living penny to penny for some time and often going hungry or without a bed for the night. Things finally changed for the better, oddly enough, when a shady individual, one that her boss explicitly told her not to help, offered her a substantial bonus if she could quietly repair the engine on his "trade ship". Eager for the money, she happily did the job and got a nice big pile of money for her troubles on the condition that she tell no one that he arrived on Luna, and when the police came calling and asked if she spotted a notorious space pirate asking around for repairs, Johanna didn't say a word.

Johanna got her first taste of piracy, and it tasted pretty good.

She quickly got a reputation as a reliable fixer who could do fast jobs for people who didn't want to leave paper trails, and she made quick cash repairing ships, mobile suit components, and cybernetic parts for criminals on the run from the law, corporate interests trying to cover up their negligence, and occasionally just wealthy traders who didn't want to wait for a form to clear before they got their dangerous equipment served. For once Johanna had money to burn, and she spent it first on the medicine to keep her head mostly clear and the cybernetic upgrades needed to repair and augment her frail body into something a bit sturdier and tougher, then on giving her only real friend, an AI of her own creation named LAGO, a proper body of his own as well. Working her new mechanical fingers to the bone, so to say, Johanna worked her way up and finally managed to score a battered COOL-te mobile suit and a decently out of the way place to keep it. The suit in question happened to have been built with a messy collection of communications equipment that Johanna tinkered with and tidied up, hoping she could use it as an outlet to vent about her many, many frustrations.

Stuck at the bottom of the pecking order her whole life, she knew firsthand how mistreated people could be under the thumb of the Empire, and her experiences living and working with decent people just trying to get by only to be crushed underfoot by a corrupt empire angered her, not in the mindless fury from her condition, but a righteous anger, one that demanded to be heard. Thus, when she plugged in her new communications system, she spent a good hour ranting and raving against the government and every injustice and mistreatment that she saw committed on a daily basis, not knowing that she accidentally broadcasted it publicly. Said rant was enough to get her in serious trouble with the Zern Empire, but after spending a few days in prison for royal harassment she returned to her day job and found a few people were listening in to her broadcast that she didn't see before.

Johanna was intrigued by this, so in between her usual odd jobs and trading, she started to make weekly broadcasts, toning down her rhetoric somewhat to avoid getting in too much trouble and finding some musical files salvaged from the old Earth to broadcast in between. The show proved influential, especially within the ranks of the Mekon Movement as the girl who came from less then nothing and was barely able to hold conversations with anyone but her robot companion became an influential voice among the resistance. In time, she even became an important member of it as well, meeting with resistance fighters and agreeing to help pass on messages and indicate juicy targets through her programming using carefully coded words hidden in plain sight. Settling into a little bunker on the outskirts of Venus out of which she still broadcasts and takes odd jobs, Johanna can't help but feel there's going to be a sea change coming, especially when HopPer happily reported to her listeners that the Emperor was dying...


Augmented: Johanna has extensive cybernetic modifications to her body to overcome the physical disabilities from her Venusian biology, replacing three of her limbs outright and adding a subsurface mesh to the parts of her body she still has. She may appear rather scrawny, but combined with a bit of experience in rough street brawls, the modifications have made her surprisingly strong and durable, as well as allowing her to push beyond the limits that a genetically enhanced human of similar strength may possess.

Homegrown Wrench-head: Working with engineers and mechanics since she was six years old, Johanna may lack a formal education but she's more then a match for any fancy Martian engineer with an expensive degree, having firsthand experience with everything from communication equipment and personal robotics to ship maintenance and mobile suit construction. She has a great love of tinkering and experimentation and is uniquely gifted in the art of jury-rigging, baffling formal engineers with her slapdash improvisational workarounds.

Second Sighted: Johanna is a Human Kai, and while it's a double-edged sword at times because of the interactions with her implants, it still gives her a mild precognition that gives her an edge in fights, inside or outside of a mobile suit. It also tends to help her with mechanical or intellectual insights, allowing her to spot something or find an answer that others might have missed.


LAGO: LAGO is Johanna's companion and only real friend, an AI in a robotic body resembling a bipedal anthropomorphic rabbit. The robot body is about a foot and a half tall, equipped with a small variety of useful tools and devices, and can fold itself into a smooth morph-ball for fast movement through tight spaces. Unusually advanced for an AI program, thanks to years of Johanna pouring her heart and soul into this one friend of hers, LAGO is mischievous but friendly, fiercely protective of Johanna and communicates through electronic chirps, sound bites, and holographic projections.

Falco Revolvers: Handed down to her by an old man that fancied himself a cowboy, Johanna's twin revolvers are old but reliable, and pack some impressive stopping power for such an outdated weapon. Made by the now defunct Falco Firearms as a weapon for "those with a bit of outlaw in 'em", they are easily distinguished by the falcon crest engraved into the barrels. Johanna cheats on the quick draw by modifying her cybernetics for spring-loaded quick drawing.

Rucksack: A simple satchel which carries everything she needs for a quick and dirty repair job, as well as spare ammunition, her medication, and other essentials. It's also a comfy carrying case for LAGO to ride around it.


Johanna is gifted with an incredible homegrown acumen for the technical and mechanical, knowing her way around spaceships and mobile suits with ease and can find solutions and fixes that no one else can. She may not be a trained fighter but she is a scrappy one, never shying away from fighting dirty or exploiting a weakness to gain the upper hand.

More then anything else though, there's a fire in Johanna that drives her every action. Fueled by the hardship she suffered throughout her life, she truly believes in the purity of the Mekan cause and the utter corruption of the Empire, and whether she's behind a microphone or fighting for her life, she turns that pain into an unstoppable force for justice and righteousness, and there is just no stopping her when that fire is burning bright.

She isn't without her flaws though. A Venusian with Lunite modifications, she's prone to extreme mood swings and health issues as a result of her mutated DNA reacting badly with the chip. Augmenting her body and some experimental medications help to control her more violent outbursts, but they don't entirely eliminate her mental health issues.

Ironically, despite her magnetic charm on her radio show, she's also rather reclusive and socially inept around other people in person, preferring instead the company of robots and machines such as her robo-bunny companion.

BUN-e (Customized COOL-te Mobile Suit)

Unit Appearance

The BUN-e bears a resemblance to the familiar blue COOL-te with some striking differences, including slightly more bulk and its familiar bright blue paint job reduced to a more subdued powder blue. The most notable difference is that the boxy head has been replaced entirely with a custom-made model, more rounded in shape, possessing two eye-like sensors as well as communication antennae that resemble long ears extending from the top.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, enhanced curved-screen cockpit in torso
Dimensions: 15 Meters
Powerplant: Low-output Wilberforce Reactor “overclocked” to Medium-output (Actually a Scutson reactor that she overclocked herself)
Equipment and Design Features:

•COOL-te Base
-BUN-e has much of the same features as a COOL-te base model, though much of it has been heavily modified by Johanna to reduce risks such as overheating.

•Plasteel Reinforced Hull
-While nowhere near a tank, BUN-e has strategicly layered Liten and Plasteel to give greater protection against firearm damage then expected for a model like this.

•LeapFrog Component
-Salvaged from an obscure mobile suit add-on, the Leapfrog is a modification that reinforces the leg joints and allows the thruster to perform a quick booster fire, effectively allowing BUN-e to perform high and long-distance jumps, eliminating any delays to ignition and providing immediate acceleration.

•HopScotch Infiltration System
-Johanna's suit contains a bevvy of communications equipment that allows her to broadcast her radio show via signal relays, and in a fight the communication system can work in tandem with a special system of her own design that uses concentrated Wilberforce particles to deliberately cause technical malfunctions in enemy equipment, throwing off guidance sensors and causing slowdowns in computer systems. Given enough time, she can also attempt to piggyback onto enemy communication signals and spy on them for a hidden edge.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•120 mm TMKF-Rifle
A crude falling block rifle scoped for long-ranged combat. A rare weapon frankensteined together from salvaged marksman rifles and punctuated with a pricey Gyrojet cartridge; it's not at all effective up close but from a distance it can punch holes through all but the strongest armors with ease.



•Punch Dagger
A spring-loaded blade loaded above the wrists on both hands of the MS. Super simple and unimpressive, they're a last resort weapon if anything else, though it can punch through armor in a pinch and the surprise of their appearance is a very subtle edge in a fight.

•Escape Plan
Mounted on the rear of the BUN-e, the Escape Plan is a creation of Johanna's, a crude launcher that can dumb-fire mixed canisters of chemical propellants and chaff that create a thick smog of obscuring smoke. It's not a damaging weapon in the long term, and its best used to distract and throw off enemies long enough to make a quick retreat, or fall back to fighting distance.


Not quite ready to be a frontline fighter, Johanna built her mobile suit to shut down an enemy before they got close enough. BUN-e is a deadly enemy at long-range, able to slow down, outmaneuver, and confuse opponents with its defensive systems and electronic interference devices long enough to land a single lethal shot.

That being said, if any enemy does get close enough to BUN-e, it's about as dangerous and deadly as an actual rabbit, Caerbannog notwithstanding. Its melee defenses are pitiful and the deadly rifle is decidedly less so when its not fired at a distance, and while Johanna definitely made a well-designed mobile suit, she doesn't have much in the way of combat experience just yet.

Technical History

BUN-e started out as a battered COOL-te unit purchased by Johanna as a helpful tool in her repair work. Previously piloted by an explorer, the COOL-te still had a lot of leftover communication equipment, which Johanna retooled with a custom cranial unit and used to help broadcast her show via signal relay, so she couldn't be traced back to her bunker.

Since becoming more fully involved in the Mekan movement, she started to make combat improvements to the MS, including enhancing the communication equipment and throwing together a good long-ranged weapon, as she didn't really want to get into a fistfight and risk damaging her valuable broadcast tech. It has yet to cut its teeth in a real engagement, but the BUN-e is almost certainly combat-capable and ready to prove itself.

A graceful man with an elegant and refined appearance, the product of precise genetic engineering and years of strict training. He stands 183cm tall, exactly as his parents ordered, with a strong and athletic build. His blue-black hair is kept shorter in the back and longer in the front, with the bangs parted asymmetrically with one long strand on the left and more swept on the right. He will never grow facial hair, and his complexion is light but healthy and without imperfections. Pale grey eyes gaze out from behind narrow spectacles ⁠— a fashion statement, as his eyesight is engineered to be 20/10. He is every bit a specimen of the superiority of Martian genetic engineering, and projects a demeanor of absolute assurance and dignity.


Aesthetics of an Elegant Noble
Monster of Calculation
Cool Under Fire
Humor as Dry as a Desert
Familial Loyalty
Cooking Enthusiast


The König family, as their name hints, is a branch off the Royal lineage — and one fairly close to the tree at that. They have always prided themselves on their loyalty and devotion towards the Imperial throne, and have a close relationship with the military as a result. Gilbert Andreas was born in 471 RC, the third son of General Johannes König and Lady Liselotte König née Eisenach, in a luxurious hospital on Martian soil. Growing up there was nothing more that he could have asked for — except for perhaps some free time, as his days were filled with lessons and sports and even his “playtime” was scheduled with the children of allied families (it was through such “playdates” that he first became acquainted with his distant cousins, the royal children). He had an easy temperament and learned quickly, to the delight of his governess, tutors, and parents — not that this last pair cared much, as a third son tends to be more disposable than anything else. Following in the footsteps of his father and older brothers, he attended a military preparatory school for Martian elites and eventually matriculated at the Deimos Military Academy in 486.

To his parents, his performance at the Academy in his first year would be described dispassionately as “meets all expectations” — high praise from and to anybody else, but for Gilbert this was simply the natural consequence of the advantages that he was born into. Lacking enthusiasm for most of the subjects covered in the classes, unable to enjoy even the thrill of intellectually crushing his classmates — but how was that any different from the rest of his life? It was not until the field simulations in second year that he first felt the thrill of excitement — the melody of the battlefield singing in his blood, the edge of putting your (simulated) life on the line. Defying the preferences of his family, he declined the invitation to join the naval command track in favor of “dirtying his hands with wetwork” — intelligence, espionage, and small-team tactics, to name a few. In his later years as a student, when Mobile Suit training was added to the curriculum, he discovered a certain romance to these machines that allowed a human to enter a battlefield that was once reserved for only ships.

With his pedigree, competence, and loyalty to the empire all being unquestionable, and the rising tensions on Venus and Luna plus the ever-boldening pirates creating a need for manpower, the Military Intelligence Bureau had had an eye on him throughout his last two years at the Academy. The day after graduation, he formally joined a special operations group under the MIB’s auspices and entered a grueling three-month training program to prepare him (and the other new recruits) for the true battlefield. While his first few missions involved investigating the nascent Mekon movement on Venus, the attempted assassination of the Imperial family turned the MIB’s attention firmly on the pirates.

For the next several years, Gilbert and his fellow operators were tasked with sniffing out the haunts of pirate scum and either wiping them out or setting them up for a proper battlegroup to exterminate. Infiltration, reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, assassination, sabotage — so long as it furthered the goals of the Zern Empire, there was no task too dirty for these men and women who valued loyalty to nation and people above all else. Their work also provided invaluable assistance for the prevention of surprise pirate attacks on Zern battlegroups, and to the setting up of ambushes and interceptions on pirate fleets and convoys.

As the conflict with the pirates began to decline, Gilbert was given command of his own special forces group and assigned to be part of the “sweep-up” effort to hunt down the last of the pirates — the ones too savvy, or too secretive, to have been wiped out in the major conflict. Given broad leeway to act semi-independently of the military proper, his mission took him across the inner solar system — from Venus, to Luna, to even the dead Earth.

Eventually it was deemed that his talents would be better utilized elsewhere, and his group was placed at the disposal of the Royal family and a number of high-ranking Nobles for whatever tasks and investigations they needed to be carried out. Most recently, his group has been “gifted” to Venus’s planetary governor in order to help him combat the growing Mekon movement. With the upcoming Expo also being held on Venus, Gilbert’s workload has grown to an almost unmanageable amount . . .


Refined Human: Gilbert is one of those top-of-the-line models called “Refined”. His physical and mental capabilities are greater than baseline humans’, and he is more resistant to illness and disease. As a Refined he is capable of entering into a state of heightened physical performances known as "Overclocking". When in this state he is temporarily able to react, move, and process information at a considerably faster rate, enhancing his ability to fight inside and outside the cockpit. The state is difficult and exhausting to maintain. As a sniper, this state augments his already-prodigious ability to calculate movement patterns and trajectories.

Ace Sniper: Gilbert is an Ace with numerous kills to his name and many years of experience hunting down pirates on the battlefield and in their hidey-holes. It can be said that he’ll never miss a shot as long as the target doesn’t dodge in an unpredictable manner. Nor has anyone managed to get the drop on him in recent memory. He considers the hardware of the Mobile Suit to be a hindrance to his sniping abilities, as the responsiveness and feedback are lacking compared to good old flesh and bone.

Special Operations: even without a mobile suit, Gilbert is still a frightfully-effective soldier. Investigation, infiltration, and execution are his unit’s bread and butter, and they go wherever there is a need for their specialized skillset.

Pedigree: chivalry, politics, diplomacy, music, art, literature, poetry, cuisine. These are the skills and attitudes expected of a high Noble, even if he seldom has any desire to use most of them. Yet keeping a finger on the pulse of Martian high society is necessary for anyone with a famous name who wants to stay alive and untarnished, moreso for one with connections to the MIB.

Amateur Chef: who would have thought that he would find enjoyment in the skills employed by the servant class, moreso than any of the typical hobbies of the aristocracy? The palate and dexterity of a Refined Human are nothing to scoff at, and though he lacks experience some of his dishes can match or even exceed what is typically served in Martian restaurants.


8.58mm Semi-Automatic Sniper Rifle: his preferred weapon outside of a Mobile Suit, the round it fires is more than powerful enough to penetrate plate glass and body armor. It accepts a 10-round magazine.

Smart Glasses: a recent trend in wearable technology, similar to a concept once introduced by a monolithic corporation on ancient Earth. These look like normal spectacles, but they can connect to the internet, record, transmit, and play back video and audio, and provide annotations akin to “augmented reality”.


A true member of the Martian elite, he can draw on his connections among the nobility if he feels the need, though he greatly prefers not having to lean on his family name. A veteran of almost ten years, he is skilled at sniffing out and corralling insurgent and outlaw operations and is a feared combatant both inside and outside of the Mobile Suit cockpit. As one of the foremost snipers in the Zern military, he understands their tactics and playbook intimately.

His loyalty to the Empire sometimes blinds him to the very real faults within the system, though he on occasion admits that a certain amount of carefully-considered change can be helpful. He understands on an intellectual level the problems that the Venusians and Lunarians often face, but finds it impossible to truly empathize with their plight. He was raised within a worldview that looks down upon mutated Venusians and implanted Lunarians, and though he personally bears no animosity towards them this bias sometimes slips out in his words or behaviors.


ZIMS-02Sc Tommy Sniper Custom

Unit Appearance

The Tommy Sniper Custom is based on the Tommy Commander Type frame, but discards the big-and-blocky aesthetic for something sleeker and lighter — sacrificing some of the armor in exchange for theoretically-improved acceleration and handling (though, in reality, the mass of extra equipment and downgrade of the overclock booster system means that overall performance is worsened). The head is extensively modified to support extra sensors and cameras. A navy-gray-black muted color scheme keeps the mobile suit unobtrusive against the backdrop of space and debris.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, enhanced six-screen cockpit in upper torso.
Dimensions: 18 meters
Powerplant: Improved medium-output Wilberforce Reactor; essentially, intermediate between a medium-output and high-output reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

•Minor Modifications
The Tommy Sniper Custom has many of the features of the standard Tommy Commander Type, with modifications geared towards reducing unnecessary mass, compensating for compromised mobility, and improving electronic performance and heat dispersal. The hardened Liten armor has been made thinner in strategic locations, decreasing mass at the cost of only a little real protection. Additional verniers have been placed across the shoulders and legs, allowing greater fine control of the mobile suit and improved reverse velocity.

•Limited Booster System
Limited in the Tommy Sniper Custom, with the majority of the power draw being dedicated to its MAG weaponry. Its functionality is essentially limited to one or two emergency boosts to keep one’s distance from an approaching foe, but continuous use is essentially impossible.

•Enhanced Sensor Suite
Mounted on the head of the Tommy Sniper Custom is an array of improved sensors and communications systems capable of longer-range detection and limited electronic noise suppression, replacing the original ‘feather plume’ of the Commander Type with something more closely resembling the face and beak of a hawk. There is also an additional visual sensor that can “slide” over the normal optics, further extending the range at which the pilot can see.

•Capacitor Packs
Optional parts that can be equipped to the Tommy Sniper Custom to improve its sniping performance. Essentially a scaled-up version of the capacitor concept pioneered in the H-VIPER, these packs can be charged from the MS reactor or support craft during ‘downtime’. Each pack, over half the size of a Tommy backpack, can provide power for twelve Greyhound shots at standard power. When dry, they can be jettisoned to reduce weight.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Holdovers
The Tommy Sniper Custom can use any of the weapons and equipment the ZIMS-02 Tommy and ZIMS-02 Tommy Commander Type can.

•H-VIPER Extended-Range Custom
With the extension of the barrel, the addition of a small scope, and a minor improvement in power throughput to match the higher output of the Sniper Custom’s generator, the H-VIPER becomes an adequate mid-range anti-MS weapon.

•“Greyhound” 180mm Anti-Ship Rifle
A testbed scoped bolt-action MAG rifle intended to combine the most desirable traits of the Whiskey, Screwdriver, and H-VIPER arms — firepower, precision, and fire-rate, respectively (the debate on whether it performs as advertised is ongoing). The integrated capacitors function similarly to those on the H-Viper, allowing a greater rate of fire than other MAG rifles for the first volley (though there is not enough power supply to shoot while recharging the capacitors once the initial charges are expended). This generates tremendous heat stress on the barrel, however, and an external cooling system has been installed to compensate. Overall, it’s an extra-heavy rifle with a high energy requirement. As continuous fire will eventually overwhelm even the aggressive cooling system, the barrel must be periodically inspected and replaced in extended engagements. Although the process of opening the cooling jacket, ejecting the barrel, and installing the new barrel has been streamlined as much as possible, this is still a period of time during which the MS is not shooting. Usually uses a twelve-round magazine.

•Braunen-H2 120mm Heavy Machine Gun
A conventional "powder-type" quad-barreled machine gun, usually fed from box magazines, with a hybrid anti-MS and anti-aircraft role. The bullet velocity and penetration are greatly superior to the Heckler, at the cost of greatly increased recoil. It must be fired from a braced position or, ideally, a bipod or tripod mount. As a support weapon, it is typically used in a defensive capacity or to suppress an area.


•Flashbang Launcher
The Tommy Sniper Custom sacrifices one of the Tommy Commander Type’s flashbang launchers to make more room for its enhanced sensor suite.

•Variable-Payload Launcher
Multi-tube launchers that can be loaded with a variety of materiel, from flashbangs to smoke grenades to HE warheads. The Tommy Sniper Custom mounts one two-tube launcher in its left forearm compartment, and up to two three-tube launchers in place of the thigh grenade racks.

•Nanocarbon Knife
A last-resort close combat weapon produced by the Sharp Workshops. The blade is thicker and sturdier than that of the Saber, reflecting its intended use as a thrusting, armor-penetrating weapon. Due to being difficult to parry with and unsuitable for slashing its popularity has suffered; however, its reduced weight makes it an appropriate accessory for the melee-aversive Sniper Custom. The sheath is typically attached to either the shoulder or calf, but can be jettisoned if needed.


The ZIMS-02Sc Tommy Sniper Custom has superior sensors/communications and power generation then the baseline Tommy Commander model, at the cost of reduced mobility and protection. The downgrade of the booster system means that it lacks the close-range performance of the Commander Type, and would struggle in a theoretical where it is forced to engage in a brawl with an MS on par with the Commander Type. However, as a long-range use MS it makes up for this seeming deficiency by being as far away from the targets as possible, taking out targets of opportunity and maintaining distance as the battle progresses.

Technical History

With the success of the ZIMS-02R Tommy Commander Type, some enterprising minds turned towards the problem of designing a dedicated Tommy variant for elite sharpshooters. Using the already-improved Commander Type frame as their base for their line of test models, the engineers stripped away everything that they thought that a unit filling a sniper role would not need — resulting in a high-performance long-range combat mobile suit that they dubbed the “Tommy Commander Sniper Mod”. With the success of the test-type concept, in part due to a stunning exhibition with Gilbert as the test pilot, the ZIMS-02S Tommy Sniper Type was registered and the design was simplified to be cheaper and easier to produce, using the original Tommy as a base instead.

Waste not want not, however, and the pieces left over from the experimental program were cobbled into a mobile suit given to Gilbert for his personal use. After additional adjustments to tool it to his personal style and taste, the Tommy Sniper Custom was born.

Unit Appearance

The Tommy Sniper Type is based on the standard Tommy frame, but discards the big-and-blocky aesthetic for something sleeker and lighter — sacrificing some of the armor in exchange for theoretically-improved acceleration and handling (though, in reality, the extra mass of extra equipment means that performance is essentially the same). The head is modified to support extra sensors and cameras.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, standard three-screen cockpit in upper torso.
Dimensions: 18 meters
Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

• Minor Modifications
The Tommy Sniper Type has many of the features of the standard Tommy, with modifications geared towards reducing unnecessary mass, compensating for compromised mobility, and improving electronic performance and heat dispersal. The hardened Liten armor has been made thinner in strategic locations, decreasing mass at the cost of only a little real protection. Additional verniers have been placed across the shoulders and legs, allowing greater fine control of the mobile suit and improved reverse velocity. The backpack has been made larger to accommodate the ICE.

• Improved Sensor Suite
The Tommy Sniper features moderately improved sensors compared to the Tommy, with longer-range detection and limited electronic noise suppression. There is also an additional visual sensor that can “slide” over the normal optics, further extending the range at which the pilot can see.

• Integrated Capacitating Extender
Part of the modified backpack, and where the bulk of the additional mass on the Sniper Type comes from. Essentially a scaled-up, cheaper version of the capacitor concept pioneered in the H-VIPER, it can be charged from the MS reactor or support craft during ‘downtime’ and allows for improved charge time for up to fifteen Whiskey Neat shots at standard power. Thanks to this system, the Whiskey Neat can slightly exceed the Screwdriver’s fire rate for that first volley.

• M4 Entrenchment Shield
Additional optional defensive equipment to accommodate the Tommy Sniper’s relative lack of mobility while firing. The M4 Entrenchment Shield comprises Liten plates over a plasteel frame and is large enough to protect the Tommy Sniper’s legs and chest while it is kneeled down, and has magnetic spikes on its lower edge to stabilize it in an earthy/rocky surface as well as against ship hulls. The top edge is grooved and padded to provide a brace for a marksman rifle. Overall, the shield provides decent protection against conventional bullets and shrapnel, but MAG shots and direct hits from rockets will cause heavy damage.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

• Holdovers
The Tommy Sniper Type can use any of the weapons and equipment the ZIMS-02 Tommy can. In particular, whether it carries the Whiskey, the Screwdriver, or the Whiskey Neat depends on numerous factors including individual preference and mission objectives.

• “Whiskey Neat” 200mm Anti-Ship Rifle
An unofficial ‘update’ to the Whiskey rifle, made by replacing some of the Whiskey’s electronics to increase the power throughput and charge time, and removing the pile driver. With the Greyhound still in the early testing stages, and the Screwdriver having an ‘anemic’ feel, some marksmen have requested this modification in order to bring the aging Whiskey up to the new standards set by the 2nd generation of Mobile Suits. Thanks to these modifications, the Whiskey Neat’s fire rate is intermediate between the Screwdriver and the original Whiskey, and closer to the former than the latter. When connected to the Sniper Type’s ICE system, the Whiskey Neat can even temporarily exceed the Screwdriver’s fire rate.

• Braunen-H2 120mm Heavy Machine Gun
A conventional "powder-type" quad-barreled machine gun, usually fed from box magazines, with a hybrid anti-MS and anti-aircraft role. The bullet velocity and penetration are greatly superior to the Heckler, at the cost of greatly increased recoil. It must be fired from a braced position or, ideally, a bipod or tripod mount. As a support weapon, it is typically used in a defensive capacity or to suppress an area.


• 30mm Vulcan
The Tommy Sniper Type sacrifices one of the Tommy’s vulcans to make more room for its enhanced sensor suite.

• Mills Bomb x3
Identical to the equipment of the standard Tommy.

• Electric Pike
With reduced need for a dedicated melee weapon, the Sniper Type instead carries a collapsible liten pike clipped to its rear. It has a small nanocarbon point as well as the same electrical discharge system as the Tommy’s truncheon, serving mainly as a last-resort weapon to keep a charging enemy from closing.


The ZIMS-02S Tommy Sniper Type has superior sensors, fine mobility, and MAG-firing capability than the baseline Tommy model, at the cost of reduced acceleration and protection. In a one-on-one shooting match with a Tommy, it would emerge the victor seven out of ten times. However, it suffers at close range and in melee.

Technical History

Following the successful demonstration of the Tommy Sniper Test Type, which proved the viability of a dedicated long-range use variant for the Tommy, the accountants of the Zern Empire demanded that the cost be brought down as low as possible while retaining its long-range functionality. The result was the ZIMS-02S, which uses the cheaper Tommy as a base and forgoes the expensive and “unnecessary” Commander and experimental equipment that was on the Test Type. Featuring increased pilot visibility, more maneuvering verniers, lighter armor, better sensors, and a “backpack battery” that can store up power, all at around double the cost of a Tommy, the Sniper Type met the military’s expectations for a marksman/support Mobile Suit that could be mass-produced.

Unit Appearance

From the outside, the SPEC-T3r greatly resembles the COOL-Te. The inside, however, is radically different, reflecting the unit’s extensive modification for secretive military work.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot only, standard 3-screen torso
Dimensions: 16 meters
Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

• COOL-Te Base
Unless otherwise noted, the SPEC-T3r has the same features as a COOL-Te.

• Extensive Modifications
The SPEC-T3r has multiple improvements oriented towards an infiltration role as well as allowing it to hold its own against pirate Mobile Workers and MS, increasing its chances at escaping if a mission goes south. Full military-grade sensors on the front and back of the head (the latter hidden by a retractable panel) allow a full 360 degrees of vision and targeting. Additional thicker Liten plating gives it some protection against MS-scale weaponry. The single engine thruster and verniers of the COOL-Te are restored to the original specs of the Redcoat, and the joints and servos are strengthened to accommodate combat maneuvers. Retractable spikes in the feet improve its grip and stability. With the overall reduction in mass compared to the Redcoat, the SPEC-T3r comes out faster and more maneuverable than the 1st-generation MS.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

• Holdovers
The SPEC-T3r can use any of the weapons and equipment the COOL-Te can. Notably, it is capable of safely using weapons such as the Screwdriver, or modded tools like the D-IJ Plasma Cutter.

• Splat Gun
A modified Sealant Sprayer. It accepts a container of “splat balls”, rather than a tank of sealing solution, allowing it to deliver the balls’ payload at close-to-mid-range. The young engineer who designed this modification was apparently a paintball enthusiast, and saw the utility in being able to gum up a MS’s joints or sensors, or deliver napalm, at a distance.


• Arm-Mounted Tool Ring
A multi-purpose attachment, similar to the COOL-Te’s, but more suitable for infiltration, demolitions work, and combat. The following six tools are included:
• a drill with a reinforced bit, capable of boring through a ship’s Liten armor.
• a nanocarbon-tipped pile bunker
• a hydraulic cutter with nanocarbon blades
• a red-spectrum VSL with improved output
• a small sub-arm for fine-scale work
• an electric discharge system

• Breach Mines x6 [Optional]
Superficially similar to the demolition charges carried by ordinary Scutsons, these shaped-charged high-explosive weapons are capable of a more-controlled, higher-yield blast.

• Directional Mines x6 [Optional]
Superficially similar to the demolition charges carried by ordinary Scutsons, these shaped-charged high-explosive weapons contain numerous embedded metal balls. When the mine detonates, a spray of force and shrapnel is directed outwards in the indicated direction.


The SPEC-T3r, unlike the COOL-Te, is a Mobile Worker that can be expected to survive a small skirmish. Yet its main purpose is not to actively engage in battle, but to plant explosives, disable ships in harbor, and record data for the MIA. In the hands of a skilled operator it can be surprisingly nimble and dangerous in close combat, but its fragility despite the additional armor means that it’s suited for little more than hit-and-run tactics.

Technical History

The Military Intelligence Agency soon realized that they needed something less obtrusive than a Mobile Suit for certain kinds of work, as the presence of a Tommy or a Redcoat was often a sign to criminals and pirates that the Zern Empire had an interest in the area. A Mobile Worker, on the other hand, was a common-enough sight to rouse less suspicion. Thus they ordered the development of what would eventually become the Special Projects Extraneous Capabilities Type-3 (refit), or SPEC-T3r for short — a heavily-modified COOL-Te taking inspiration (not that the engineers would admit it) from the illegal modifications that pirates undertook to make the COOL-Te combat-worthy.

In the latter years of the pirate conflict, the SPEC-T3r saw extensive use by undercover agents to infiltrate work sites and outposts. Some commanders even used them for forward reconnaissance, taking advantage of their speed and maneuverability to outrun enemy fire. With how few of them have been manufactured to date, and with none lost intact, the idea that the MIA has a specially-designed spy MS is mere unsubstantiated rumour.

Vessel Appearance

Greatly-resembling the standard Scroop-class in external construction, the Lethe improves its evasion detection by breaking up the Scroop’s large, flat panels with a greater number of smaller, angled panels. More communications and sensor equipment are also visible on the surface. The color scheme is also in Gilbert’s favored muted navy-gray-black pattern to make it difficult to discern against the background of space or debris.

Technical Details

Crew Size: Small
Dimensions:

• Height: 50 meters
• Length: 140 meters
• Width: 90 meters

Weight Class: Light
Equipment and Design Features:

• Smaller Hangar
A small internal hanger at the rear of the destroyer carries enough room for 3 to 4 mobile suits depending on the size. It was specifically designed to be a rather minimal hanger as its purpose was only to carry some mobile suits, as opposed to a proper squad or fighting units worth.

• Nanocarbon β Plating
The Destroyer’s hull is made of a very minimally armored Liten hull. By itself this would make the Scroop-class a glorified paper boat. However the additional of nanocarbon plating on the exterior significantly boosted its defense while keeping its weight relatively low.

• Electronic Warfare Array
Furthering its hunter-killer role, Gilbert’s Scroop-class destroyers have been refitted with superior sensors, communicators, and jammers. Extra-hardened against Wilberforce particle interference and capable of shutting down pirate signals at long range.

• Quiet Cruising
Small modifications to the reactor, engines, and radiators minimize the vessel’s heat signature and disrupt its particle emission pattern, making it more difficult to detect outside of visual range.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

• 200mm MAG Cannons x2
The Scroop-class employs two single barrel MAG cannons loaded with solid 200mm shells. Though relatively low in caliber these guns have long range and very high penetration, allowing the destroyer to damage even heavily armored vessels. Their low rate of fire due to charging is made up for by their accuracy.

• 75mm CIWS x6
Multi-barrel rotary chainguns allow the destroyer to shoot down incoming projectiles and ward off enemy mobile suits, mostly due to the sheer rate of fire the guns are capable of.

• MAG Assisted Missile Launchers x4
Internal launcher tubes positioned at the front nose of the ship fire missiles via magnetic charges. Though taking longer to fire than traditional missile systems these ensure the Scroops missiles leave the tubes at high speeds, before their own propulsion systems even ignite.

Technical History

The resounding success of Sharp Workshop’s Scroop-class destroyer led the Military Intelligence Agency to commission a modified version for more discreet, delicate work. Their private contractors replaced the electronics and retooled the exterior — an expensive and time-consuming process, but one that was worth the high price tag. The end result being a vessel that could slip in and out of an area of interest with a low chance of being detected, or could sneak up behind a pirate ship and ambush them without warning.

The missions that this stealth-modified Scroop series have completed remain classified, but it’s fair to say that they have been heavily involved in the tracking and extermination of pirates and rebels. The HMS Lethe was one of the first in the series to be launched, and has served as Gilbert’s command vessel for nigh on three years now. The HMS Kokytos and HMS Acheron, completed in 497 RC, were added to his command as he rose in rank and responsibility. These three destroyers, as well as four Seyton-class frigates, form the core of Gilbert’s battlegroup.

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Still developing, Sheena is the image of youth. Standing at a comfortable 5'8", the first thing one notices are her soft yet striking amber eyes. The second would be the falcon-eyed look contained within them. Third, then, would be her long burnt orange hair- usually arrayed in a pony tail for convenience. In the rare instances in which she isn't wearing her pilot suit(not begrudgingly so), her athletic yet somehow amply ladylike form would become much more apparent. Certainly even in cases where the Princess is found wearing formal or casual wear, she still uses her pilot suits headpieces as a badge of honor. Her body betrays none of the stereotypical Martian 'weakness', outwardly or internally. Even discounting her physicality, there is a certain intense aura about her that is difficult for even enemies to deny.
-Decisive and Bold
-Competitive
-Instinctual
-Valiant
-Outrageous
-Keen

To the Royal Family and public at large Princess Sheena Zern is the family "White Sheep"- and a front runner for Imperial succession. Yet just like anyone else, she has a lengthy past.

First born of the Emperor's second wife, Sheena is the Royal Families fourth child. That very second Empress is the so-called 'Red Rose of Mars', who traces her family lineage back to the flight from Earth. The families ancestor was one of the head scientists who managed the projects involving Genetic Manipulation and Terraforming, a tradition the family pursues even into the modern era. The union that led to Sheela was initially purely political, motivated by a need to placate one of the Imperial Families oldest and most powerful allies. However the Second Empress' enchanting beauty and stunning Rosarium was said to ignite passion within the Emperor, leading to genuine love.

Sheena was conceived shortly after. Leveraging that blooming passion, the Second Empress ensured her first child would receive the best genetic treatment conceivable. Perhaps because of this (or obsessive maternal love), Sheena was always who got the most of her Mothers attentions.

It is a well known fact that the Rose Empress was as protective as she was demanding. Aside from the rare play date, she had little interaction with many others aside from her parents and teachers, sibling or not. Pressure was something that she seemed to enjoy; or better put, excelled in spite of it. Through her time on Mars she indulged in many of the hobbies the Emperor encouraged within his children- often with great zeal.

There was little doubt in the Royal Family or elsewhere that she was and still is 'Daddies Girl'. Sheena was always closest to him, even more so than her Mother. However, that wasn't to say there weren't times when she displeased him. For example, there was an incident where she beat a servant boy to a practical pulp. The Emperor and Second Empress were appalled, and she was thoroughly disciplined by both separately for bullying a fellow Martian. It was surprising that such a well behaved girl would be so violent, but the situation became clearer after interviewing the boy. Apparently, he had been insulting the Rose Empress, and Sheena took extreme exception to that.

Quietly arrangements were made to send he and his family away from the Imperial Palace. It was good that his family had been given ample time to move, because tragedy nearly struck not a week later. Though the details aren't exceptionally clear, it seemed that Sheena had nearly drowned in one of the many scenic lakes surrounding the Royal Palace- likely during her swim practice. The very same servant boy she had beaten to a pulp was tending to a nearby hedge- hearing her shouts, he swam out and saved her life.

For months afterward(and leading up until his departure from the family estate), Sheena was taken with the concept of following the boy around. Sometimes she may order him around, sometimes she followed silently. Though she kept her distance, Sheena held a certain fascination for him.

While grateful for his actions, the overbearing Rose Empress refused to rescind the orders sending him away. She was simply too concerned over her daughters proper development, though his family received just compensation for their sons heroic actions. Not known to others, it was around this point that a growing rift began to form between Sheena and her mother- something that has never been mended at a personal level even today.

Still, the Fourth Princess' life continued just as it had. Starting at an early age she received an extremely thorough education suitable for a Princess. Because of her drive and growingly competitive nature, her parents deemed a military education was also appropriate. Though it was initially merely just instruction on the study of Old-Earth tactics and modern Martian doctrines, it evolved over time. Sheena was part of many military youth programs designed for those of blue blood. To her parents pride she even managed to become attached to Martian JROTC and ROTC programs despite such a young age.

The Princess entered the Deimos Academy roughly around the same time as a certain other Princess operating under a fake name. Unlike 'that' person, her experiences there were actually public. Despite her young age, she uncannily accepted military life like a glove. It was an environment she excelled in as naturally as one breathes. It was almost as though she was designed for it.

By the time of the Grand Ceremony on the Venue, Sheena was brimming with confidence and some measure of pride. Yet all that was shattered when the Butcher of Banzing nearly managed to bribe her way to power over the solar system. Sheena made an attempt at resistance. It led to being beat within an inch of her life- forced to watch as her Father bent the knee and nearly died in turn.

After Cathrida was shot shortly after, Sheena found new vigor. Ignoring her broken body she rallied alongside others, using the hangars Redcoats to fight off the Pirates. With the immediate crisis resolved, she immediately joined the military proper to extract her vengeance.

Though her body and mind had matured at a rapid pace, Sheena was still a child in a war zone. Her competitive nature and some choice missteps had gotten friends or allies killed, leaving a bad taste in her mouth. The trauma dulled her competitiveness with others, but certainly not her own innate desire to succeed and come out on top.

Not all her experiences with warfare were negative. The various skirmishes on and around the Dead Earth had fantastic views, and she particularly enjoyed the sunrise and sunsets.

Vengeance eventually gave way to joy as she developed a legitimate warrior's spirit. Only a fraction of the human population is mentally suited for the traumas and stress of warfare. She just so happened to be well within that bracket. She would participate heavily within the pirate conflict start to finish, building up a name and reputation worthy of her modern popularity. In particular, she was always someone who never asked others to do what she couldn't. This gave her the adoration of the common soldier and officer. However, it also led to a dangerous lifestyle where she frequently returned from battle as nothing more than a red mass.

When the war finally ended in the Zern Empire's total supremacy, she put down her sword. . . Mostly.

Aside from the periodic Pirate hunt and military duties, she turned her attention toward more civilian pursuits. Generally this has been used to create her own economic infrastructure, along with cementing her own popularity and image. The Princess has made forays into politics and the Imperial Parliament as well, becoming the Moderate factions 'face', as it were.

Her reasons for involving herself in business are simple. While its true that the Royal Family has a great deal of economic resources(and much more valuable clout) available to them, Sheena wanted a independent money stream. Moreover, it was something to apply herself too.

Her work includes selective sponsorship for products, investment and acquisition of businesses and a vigorous real estate empire built around the Asteroid Belt. At least part of her reason for coming to Venus has to do with expanding her acquisitions, certainly.

It can't go unsaid that nearly a year ago Sheena was rescued by a Terran boy during an attack on a Dead Earth pirate base. She claims that her position was overran by enemy reinforcements, leading to him heroicly defeating all pirates on his own.

So she claims, anyway.

The Princess' recent departure for Venus had many motivations- some personal, most official. In the post war period shes seen the military and society of Mars atrophy somewhat. She seems to have a desire to 'fix' 'things', as it were, and her natural conclusion to accomplishing that has been "Just become Empress". As it stands, her position on Mars is more than secured. Going beyond her own popularity and pull, the Rose Empress and various allies are championing her cause with great vigor.(And it needn't be said Sheena prefers to keep her distance from Mom).

Venus has the current attention of the military, along with all the very important infrastructure that follows. Given the instability and Royal Families tunnel vision of Mars, she basically has no competition for the moment. Coming to Venus was a power play with plenty of outward purity. After all, Princess Asallia needs someone there to ensure no one takes advantage of her very special kindness.

At a deeper level, there are swirling rumors of supposed 'Pickwick Papers' Sheena is compiling with express backing from the Emperor. Whatever they may be, certain elements of the Military have started to get a tad nervous. . .

Accompanying her to Venus is the Sovereign Military Order of the Olympian Snow Beetles, sent along by the Imperial Parliament for protection. A well known Elite Unit, they are made up of only the finest blue bloods within Martian Society. Each one could at the very least give an Ace a run for their money. They are spearheaded by the Three Acts Curtain, the groups most Elite squad. Each one is a bonifide Hero in their own right, and will be reporting to the Venusian Governor himself for the duration of their stay.

Certainly none of this is propaganda.

Refined Human: Like most of her royal siblings, the quality of her bloodline is great. Her base attributes have all been enhanced, and she is highly resistant to disease and illness. In high stress situations it becomes possible to enter into a state of 'Overclocking', a staple of high quality blood. However, even among her family she can be considered an 'optimized human' whose genetic therapy was beyond excessive. Sheena's capacity to function as a Refined is fundamentally higher than her peers. Her physical development was rapid from an early age, but has since plateaued with incremental improvements after each therapy treatment. A gift from Mom.

Magnetism: Force of will. A form of 'Charisma', but not to inspire the masses or open up dialogues. Instead, this is the force of ones 'Gravity' and Will on the world around them. It also includes the natural instinct and capacity to choose the optimal course, but as a leader Sheena is still inexperienced. A gift from Dad.

Military Talent: Sheena has a long history with the military stretching back well into her childhood. She has extensive training backed by years of combat experience and her own special touch for warfare. During the pirate conflict she came close to surmounting the barrier that prevents one from going beyond even an Ace. She is often compared to the dark oddity of the Royal Family, the Wyvern- if he is a 'Black Hole', then she is a 'Shooting Star'.

Nanocarbon Sabre: An almost ceremonial looking sword sometimes given to high ranking military officers. It is constructed of nanocarbon beta and is properly balanced for real combat, which Sheena actually uses it for. She prefers to use melee weapons in combat rather than heavier ordinance to reduce the chances of collateral damage- so it was a natural choice. A scabbard isn't usually included(its meant to be hung up on a wall), so she provided her own.

Nanocarbon Shield: An unfolding buckler given to her as a gift from a certain someone. Thin and lightweight, it is practically impervious to most small arms fire and melee attacks. The maker was even thoughtful enough to include kinetic dampeners. When not deployed it takes the form of a small watch like device on her off hand. Apparently she wants to find the designer and ask them to make some modifications so she can "Throw it at people and then call it back".

Basic sidearm: Modified and updated antique Lancaster pistol with a pepperbox design. It uses standard .38 revolver rounds and has four shots before it has to be reloaded. Even with her training, she can only ever hit targets at medium range. A gift from her Father for completing military training, but aside from being functional there is nothing special about it. Sheena rarely if ever uses it.

Pilot Suit: A sleek and modern looking suit for piloting a MS. It is reinforced with padding to reduce kinetic damage, along with some nanocarbon plating that protects the Princess from small arms fire. Sheena is almost always wearing one to show off her accomplishments. She enjoys legitimate praise.

Sheena is a woman guided by instinct who naturally excels at decision making. Her greatest strength comes from 'sensing the flow of things' and making adjustments accordingly. It is a natural instinct refined by experience, though she is still maturing. Especially when it comes to over committing and sunk cost, she is still having issues. She is overly competitive and desires praise, though the former has dulled somewhat after certain incidents during the War. Her inconsistent bossiness could be viewed as a flaw, or perhaps the starting point for a genuine leader. Regardless, it is fundamentally part of her nature to impose herself on 'Her World', which can lead to conflict with others. She had a very isolated and solipsistic childhood.

Despite being a Refined human there are countless barriers she cannot surpass. Some people are just naturally better at a particular thing- a product of their base ability, mentality, past, training, and so on. All the effort in the world can mean nothing without the right conditions for it to blossom. Instead, she has adopted the ideology of using someone who has talent in an area she lacks it.

Especially in regards to her combat ability, she is still a bit rusty like many others. The fact of the matter is, there have been years of peace and some of her edge has atrophied. It's a problem she sees within the Zern Military, and perhaps even the Empire itself. That being said, she is still a competitor for 'Ace of Aces' alongside certain others within the Empire. While she has good potential as a commander or officer, she is far too reckless. While 'leading' a squad, she is usually reliant on a good second in command to actually manage it.

Unknown to all except a handful, she has taken to having 'fits' ever since the Pirate War's start. The cause seems unknown, but it could possibly be a result of the beating aboard the Venue, or one of her many war injuries.

She is exceptionally popular to both normal Martians and the Military as a whole. Her actions against the Pirates situated in the Asteroid Belt during the Wars later stages earned her many titles from both the Emperor and Imperial Parliament. It also gave her an image as perhaps the planets foremost protector- to say nothing of the lineage on her Mothers side.

However that popularity swiftly ends when not accounting for 'actual' Martian citizens(Lunite and Venusian auxiliaries aside). Being one of the symbolic top dogs of Mars naturally makes her an enemy of those who oppose the Empire as a whole. While the hostility is far from bloody or open, she is directly opposed to certain. . . elements within the military, as well.

In general her record is as good as it can get, and is squeaky clean. Whatever you may say about her tendencies or overbearing nature, she's a legitimately pure person. Having a autocratic and insanely powerful Mother has its own merits and demerits, but regardless she likes to keep her distance.

ZIMS-01 Redcoat Custom - "Companion"

Unit Appearance

With the reduction of its L-Type Titanium armor, the Companion as a whole has taken on a much more streamlined look. Even so it has a legitimately Knightly look to it- the Companions paintjob is an extremely light blue with pure white accents. It also uses a Frog-Mouth helm to protect the Redcoats very vulnerable head from the stresses of her style of combat. Occasionally a sensor will flash through the visor, giving it a menacing look that contrasts the Companions 'Shinning Knight' image. Its Nanocarbon shield is the same light blue with a pure white rose at its center, Sheena's personal household emblem.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot Only, standard three-screen cockpit in torso
Dimensions: 18 Meters High
Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor
Equipment and Design Features:

•Modular Construction
While still a 'custom' design, the Companion is still fundamentally almost entirely made up of the same hardware found in mass production models. It still uses the simple and reliable Redcoat chassis at its core. Repairs are cheap and easy, simply drawing from the same parts used in common Mobile Suits. Additionally, it has been generally retrofitted to be more in line with modern advances, including its reactor. As one would expect it is also capable of making use of any equipment found on its normal counterparts.

•Limited Liten Armor
The Companion makes use of the same basic L-Type Titanium plating as the original Redcoat. Its presence on the Companion is more limited, operating off the premise its Nanocarbon shield is sufficient protection from a great deal of frontal assaults. As such, most of the Liten armor is focused around areas the shield can't as easily protect.

•Manual Override System
Nothing more than a basic software modification, this removes the limiters placed on a Mobile Suit. The increase in both speed and maneuverability is significant. It is also generally insane, as such limitations are installed for the pilots safety. Not even the hardy Venusian's use this modification, given how suicidal it is. Yet, the Princess' enhanced body can take it. Mostly. While not trivially engaged, Manual Override is something she frequently uses. Combined with her reckless tactics, she frequently returned from battle a bloody mess over the wars course. It also earned her a terrifying reputation when used alongside her modified WIG system.

•Triple Engine Boost System
The Companion has been fitted with a variant of the "Tommy Commander Type" backpack booster system. Modified to accommodate the Princess' wishes, the modified boost system focuses on sustainability. With a near constant increase in thruster power it even has the ability to sustain unassisted(albeit limited) flight within atmosphere. However the raw power found within the former 'Emergency Boost System' has been diminished to avoid overheating.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

•Collapsing Pike-Lance(W/Heckler 90mm Rifle)
A collapsing pike-lance fitted with a nanocarbon blade and a telescopic shaft made of plasteel. In its extended form its long reach makes it ideal for charges, thrusts, and various spear techniques. In its collapsed form it could be used like a hatchet or a tomahawk to slash and hack. It features a shortened Heckler 90mm Bullpup Rifle on its underside (with a thirty round magazine). Usually it is loaded with armor piercing rounds to shred enemies at close range- however this can lead to over penetration.

•Nanocarbon β Shield
Physically carried in hand by the Companion is a lightweight but fairly large Heater shield. Made of Nanocarbon Beta, it is impervious to all but the highest caliber Powder weapons. With the addition of kinetic dampeners and heat resistant coating, it can give a good account of itself against virtually any kind of attack. Though a shield, it is just a valid weapon as anything else within Sheena's arsenal and she uses it as such. It can be fixed onto her arm more sturdily with a magnet, but this limits its offensive uses.

•WIG Tri-Missile Pod x2
The WIG is a self-contained wire guided missile launcher pod containing three missiles each. Two can be fitted to the flat tops of the Redcoat's shoulders. WIG missiles use a manual guidance system where the pilot can direct and correct their course while in flight, staying connected to the mobile suit via wires that uncoil from their launchers while in flight.

In Sheena's case, she does not use them offensively. Rather, she uses its HE munitions to propel her own Mobile Suit in various directions mid-combat. It is her iconic style that allows for unheard of burst maneuverability that even 'Emergency Boost' can't hope to match. It, however, is an insane maneuver even most Ace Pilots can't think to pull off, let alone survive.

•30mm Vulcan/Flashbang Launcher:
Built into one side of the Companion's head(opposite of its Lance hand) is a multi-barreled vulcan gun, capable of firing 30mm rounds in deafening sprays. Though not effective against mobile suit armor it can be used to shoot down incoming projectiles or for shredding smaller more lightly armored targets. On the other side of the Companion's head is a low-caliber automatic grenade launcher that fires flashbangs. This blinds the visual sensors of enemy mobile suits, useful for escape or combat itself.
Put simply, the Companion brings out the true potential and strengths of the Redcoat. Speed, agility, melee power, simple but hardy design, and ease of maintenance.

Unfortunately, its weakness' have been emphasized just the same. It is fundamentally not a well rounded unit, and moreover is simply too old- updates or not. In an era when so called 'Gundams' are threatening to put even the Tommy Commander into the dustbin, the Redcoat is counting hours, not days.

Sheena uses the Companion aggressively and without much regard to the damage she may take, let alone the unit. Practically anything on it can be replaced or repaired rather easily(An exception found within the shield, but not excessively so). There were failed attempts at installing an ejection system, but she ended up finding ways to weaponize it.

It also lacks heavy ordinance of any kind, and seriously lacks any sort of firepower beyond medium range. Even in the case of medium ranged combat, it's still a unit fundamentally designed for melee. This aligns with her thoughts on limiting collateral damage, but can leave her with some serious vulnerabilities. Of course, this is a moot point if she closes distance, which the Companion is designed to do.

Technical History

The Companion as a concept is purely just a modified Redcoat, updated through the years for Sheena's personal use. It cannot be limited to a specific line, model, or even individual Mobile Suit. It's closer to the concept of being 'the Redcoat she is using at the given time'. She has a few spares, and certainly has a salvage and repair crew on hand to recover whichever one shes using after a given combat. They tend to break, or get broken, depending on how you look at it.

Standing at an impressive six feet, Bernard carries with him an aura of supreme confidence, bolstered by his skills in showmanship. Every action is emphasized and overblown, each movement acting in concert to punctuate his speech. Black hair runs across his face, framing a single violet eye staring out from a plane of pale skin, unmarred by any facial hair or scars.

• Boisterous
• Ostentatious
• Theatrical
• Self-Assured

Child to both Adam Brache and Charlotte Brache (nee. Zobrist), he was brought up within the Imperial Palace as a servant. His time growing up serving the imperial family was bereft of any major incident save for one, which, if he is to be believed, is the cause for his wearing of an eyepatch and the subsequent departure of the Brache family from the estate within the following months.

Regardless, he looks back at the time he spent as a lowly servant boy with complicated feelings.

As time passed, he became enamored with military matters, and actively pursued a career within the Imperial Navy. While they were not lacking in finances, Bernard took to the independence granted to him in becoming an adult.

Enrolling in Deimos down the Naval Officer track, he excelled in the tasks assigned to him. Uncomfortable with depending on his family for financial assistance, he soon went out to acquire his own funds to further increase his own autonomy.

Thus, he set out to find his fortune within the cards.

Quickly becoming a menace to less than legal gambling houses along with overconfident nobles, Bernard was near-unanimously banned, suspected of using less than fair means to win in games of chance, and out of frustration from his own tactical acumen in games without. Of course, they were never able to provide any evidence of his wrongdoing, but many tables were often cleaned out if they were foolish enough to accept him at there tables. Nevertheless, over time he amassed riches, far more then what he required to pay for his continued tuition upon Deimos.

Even with the occasional ostentatious show of wealth, Bernard had with him enough funds to comfortably live a life of leisure. But still, he stuck to his path and graduated from Deimos as a naval officer of the Vern Empire, a rising star among the great military might of the empire.

• Refined Human: While not enhanced to the level of nobility, Bernard carries with him standard genetic modifications of the Vern Empire. Simple treatments meant to help stave off the various malaise of the world and to provide a small boost in physical parameters.
• Genius Intellect: A genius of great magnitude. While not a true renaissance man, as long as he pours his talents and focuses on a subject, he would be able to show a degree of proficiency within it. His considerable intellect, however, is mainly aimed at military matters and that of theatrical works.
• Showmanship: Dazzling clothes and bombastic words to charm, entertain, or punctuate whatever subject Bernard chooses to focus on. A combination of multiple disciplines, from sleight of hand to oration all masterfully blended together to bolster his own natural charisma and to skillfully draw attention away from things he may want hidden.

• Black and Silver Eyepatch: An embroidered eyepatch decorated with a single dark purple ornament. He could hardly be seen without it.
• Standard Officer Armaments: Bernard’s past has instilled within him a sense of propriety, and can rarely be seen without his sidearm or saber. If he could, he would wear his ceremonial garb everywhere regardless of practicality.

Despite his ability to adapt, Bernard is somewhat rigid in his methodologies. His love of showmanship is mirrored in his tactics and strategies, utilizing large showy forces to cover for more mission-critical forces he hides in his plans. A schemer at heart, he excels in utilizing small specialized forces to accomplish mission parameters, but as a result, has atrophied in utilizing larger forces to the best of their abilities.

That is not to say he could not effectively command such a force, but his biggest disadvantage is the time required to fully dedicate himself to switching over to such a role.

Besides his own specialties, Bernard is also foremost a commander, not a combatant. His strengths lie in planning and leading from the back. As such, his own skills in piloting, while respectable, are rather meager in comparison.

• ZIMS-02R “Tommy Commander Type” - Modified to wear a cape made of an ablative fabric. Both to satiate his own desire for flashiness and also for some degree of extra protection.

A tall gentleman, standing roughly six feet, whose once-youthful features have steadily become touched by the withering hand of time, despite the attentions of Martian geneticists. With sharp features, aquiline nose, and deep warm brown eyes, the aging officer had fancied himself quite the looker in his youth, though now his dark hair has begun to fade with age and the stress of his position. His typical dress is the uniform of his office, with all the finery and dignity one might expect of so high ranking a Martian officer.

-Loyal
-Stoic
-Fair
-Harsh
-Dour

From my father, I learned patience, and of strength to bear the heavy burdens of life as they fall by the grace of God. To persevere and work with skill and cunning, a lesson taken from my Grandfather. My mother taught me of compassion, and to wield forgiveness hand in hand with the rod. It was my Grandmother who gave me the wisdom to use both in their proper measure. Through the years of my life I have had many teachers, as all men do, and I am thankful that I was so blessed to have ones who knew well what it means to be virtuous. When first I went to work with my father in the mines, I learned fast that mine would not be so easy, or even fair, as the ones lead by those I now call my peers. Yet even still, here I sit within my quarters, orbiting the adoptive world of mankind by will of the Emperor himself. The lessons I learned in my youth upon Venus helped me to reach so glorious heights, as well as the many which came in time from many fine men, and some who were less so. Even now I remember the words of my superior officers, who broke and beat me as though I were a wild stallion from ancient Earth, molding my body in the crucible of combat and discipline. A boy of sixteen years left his home, dissatisfied with what fortune had seen fit to give him upon sweet Venus, and was made a man by the hands of Father Mars.
Through years of toil, duty, and war I earned the privilege of rank and all that came with it, and in time Father Mars came to see me as one of his own children. Pirates, dissenters, upstart nobles, all foes of the Empire I have gladly faced in my decades of service to my fellow man and the Emperor. Bloody work as it was, it has taught me much of the nature of my fellow men, their anxieties and fears, and the cruelties we might visit upon one another. The subtler arts of intrigue and politic became known to me in time, and I bless the memory of dear Captain Holtzman for his lessons in so frustrating fields of war. Without his guidance, I surely would have died broken upon the rocky shores of ambition and intrigue, rather than leave a score of my foes there to rot in ignoble positions. Such was his fate, God rest his soul, to die piloting the Oliver when he should have lived to succeed me. But such is the risk we take in our profession, one which becomes ever greater with the implementation of these mobile suits. I am reminded of when the snarling, hound-faced fiend attacked our ship and sent many a man to cold death in the ether. But such things I will not dwell on here, and instead pray for those men and the families they left behind. Now I have been again blessed with the chance to serve my own kinsmen, as well as my Empire in the capacity of Military Governor of Venus. The civillian governor's ignorance or worse yet, incompetence, has lead to great divisions within my home, which I hope to mend with my tenure. May God grant me the strength and wisdom to undertake this task, and guard the Empire from enemies within and without.
-Excerpt from the collected writings and ruminations of Governor Marcus Engan.

Oration: Decades of crawling his way through the political quagmire of Mars and her colonies has given Governor Engan a rapier wit and skilled tongue, with which he has curried many favors and gained allies within the upper echelons of Martian society. In his position as Military Governor, it shall be an invaluable skill when addressing the people of his homeworld and in talks to ease the tension within the Empire.

Naval Strategy: From a simple ship's mate to commanding his own fleet, Marcus Engan knows well the ins and outs of naval combat within the void of space. Slow, calculated, and graceful, one cannot afford to make mistakes in position or timing. Ships, mobile suits, and marines all have their place in void warfare, and Marcus Engan is familiar with them all.

Veteran Combatant: Unlike many of his current peers and subordinates, Governor Engan has been veteran of dozens of conflicts across the Empire. Since he was a youth working aboard military vessels he has time and again needed to do or die in the midst of combat, in quite the literal sense. Though never trained to pilot mobile suits, the more traditional role of a marine and ship-to-ship combat is one with which he has been very familiar.

Administrator: The duty of commanding fleets, let alone planets, has given the Governor great experience in the day to day operations, logistics, and needs of running such a well oiled (if cumbersome) machine.

Miniature Enthusiast: Now that Governor Engan has begun to slip into his later years, he tries to find time for hobbies. Chief of which are models and displays of all sorts. Ships, mobile suits, even entire armies deployed upon hand-crafted battlefields, it is a time consuming yet fulfilling distraction which Marcus believes keeps him sharp.

Officer's Sidearm- A beautifully crafted and well kept, if simple, .357 revolver that has served Marcus well through many years of service.

Long-knife- Given to Marcus as part of his first dress uniform in the navy, this blade has seen much in the years he has carried it. Though largely ceremonial, one cannot deny the effectiveness of such a tool in the enclosed spaces of a ship in the midst of combat. In his day, no marine or sailor worth their salt would step foot into port on shore-leave without their trusty blade close at hand.

Miniature Elemental Printer- A small gift from the Emperor himself (or signed by him at least) upon Egan's appointment to Military Governor. This lovely device allows Marcus to indulge in his hobby of miniatures and painting, producing all manner of quaint objects for his amusement.

Decades of service have made Marcus Engan one of the most seasoned and veteran officers in the Emperor's service, a student of war and strategy who has schooled scores of students in these same arts. However, even with the vitality and youth provided to a man his age through Martian genecrafting, time and the rigors of combat have certainly taken their toll on his body. Equally competent leading from the bridge of a ship or within a command tent as he is in the heat of combat with fellow defenders of Mars. Though recognizing their importance in a ever changing battlefield, the piloting of mobile suits is a skill which the old war dog has declined to learn.

Guildenstern Heavy Cruiser Mons

Din is a 5 foot 10 man with faintly muscular features, more akin to a distance runner or actor than a strongman. His sharp orange eyes and strong facial features are framed by a rather lush mane of shoulder length orange hair. He holds himself with a dignified and somewhat demanding way.

Din has a rather varied wardrobe, including his red and white officer uniform, some professional black and white suits, his pilot suit, and white button-up shirts for more comfortable clothes


Proud
Dignified
Demanding
Hungry for power
Respects underlings and partners that do good work
Inferiority complex
Hints of sociopathy
Controlling



I was born in 470 R.C. to the rather illustrious Sharp family. My parents were both overjoyed and took great care to raise me and gene modify me to be a proper heir to the Sharp company. Mother had been having trouble conceiving, and it was considered a miracle that I was born at all.

However, less than two years later my mother gave birth again, this time to my beloved younger brother Arthur Sharp. Strange how fate works is it not?

My younger brother and I were both raised similarly and gene-modified to be intelligent individuals. There was something of a competitive streak between us. Though we loved each other deeply, I admit beating one another at various sports and competitions was one of the main joys we had.

As we grew older father took more time to teach us the ways of the company and business. And as intelligent as we both were, my brother had a talent for business that I never had. I’m afraid that around that time my competitiveness grew fiercer and fiercer. I took up many sports, namely fencing and running, to have something I could still claim to be beat at.

It gradually became apparent that I had a different path than what my father intended. It became clear that I was not suited for business. I was more suited to being an athlete, but another job requiring physical and mental strength and dexterity was calling me. The life of a soldier.

I joined the officer academy when I was 17 and spent a few years there training and giving my combat and leadership skills. It took time and effort, but I graduated near the top of my class. Serving the Zern Empire instilled me with purpose and pride and soon after my graduation rebirth of Piracy began.

My history in the military was fairly unremarkable but consistent. My squad was rated as one of the safest for soldiers to be a part of, and my failures and retreats can be counted on one hand. Perhaps I wasn't the most flashy or successful generals, but I was consistently performing well. Over time I began to accumulate renown and received several promotions. Eventually reaching the rank of Legate.

Not all was good, however. The pirates were vicious and caused much damage to Zern property and goods. And a few years into the war I received the news that my father was dead, and my little brother was taking his place. I couldn’t take time away from fighting pirates to attend the funeral. I grieved in private and kept fighting.

When the war was over I returned to Mars and continued to serve the royal family and rise in the ranks. It was around this time that I received my noble titles of Baron. With my newfound free time on Mars, I revitalized my interest in sports, including my new favorite, Falconry.

The Venue is set to leave for Venus quite soon, and I will be on board as one of the senior officers. Nothing honors me more than being trusted with such an important task.

-excerpt from an interview with Din


Refined human: as the first born of the Sharp family Din was rather extensively refined. While by no means super human, Din owes a great deal of his physical and mental strength and agility to his genetic refinement

Athleticism: Din participated in a large number of sports when he was younger, as a result he’s very athletic. He’s physically strong, quick on his feet and very dexterous.

Swordsmanship: Din is an accomplished fencer, but it was never his best sport. He has a history of making it halfway to the finals before losing a match and dropping out. He did make it to the semi finals once however, so don’t discount his sword play.

Falconry: Din’s favorite sport and the one he shows the most promise in. He and his falcon Soren have snatched victory in every falconry competition they have participated in these last two years.

Officer training: Din received officer training during his early days in the military, including lessons in marksmanship, tactics, leadership, and more.

Tactics: it’s not quite fair to call Din a master tactician. He’s just a very good one and all for one reason. Consistency and efficiency. Throughout the rebirth of piracy Din’s squads consistently took less damage than comparable squads, and downed more pirates per battle than average. He rarely scored a crushing win that instantly defeated a ship of pirates, but he also rarely lost a mobile suit of his own.


Officer’s Sabre: A curved plasteel Sabre with an elaborately designed metal sheath that Din keeps on his belt. It is a sign of his authority and a close-range self-defense weapon. It has never drawn in self-defense before.

Self-defense pistol: a high caliber semiautomatic pistol with an unusually high penetration for a self-defense weapon. It holds 12 shots and has simple iron sights.

Soren the Peregrine Falcon: a well trained, well behaved, and all-around gorgeous peregrine falcon who has been Din’s partner for about 3 years. She’s notable for being very affectionate around humans, liking to climb on their arms and rouse to show off her plumage. It’s advised not to let her climb on you without appropriate protective gear.


Din is an extremely skilled and intelligent person with good marksmanship, swordplay, piloting, and tactical skills. All of this combines to produce a man who, at the top of his game is extremely dangerous to his foes, and extremely helpful to his allies. That’s not to say he is without faults though

Din thrives on success and being the top dog. When on the back foot or disadvantaged he takes extreme steps to correct that, sometimes to the detriment of himself and others. He can come off as arrogant and demanding and has a cruel streak to people that cross him. For all his skill, he’s still one man whose expertise lies in on foot swordplay and leadership. There are many aces with more skill and prowess than him


Tommy Commander Type

Emilia is five foot eight with an elegant but well endowed figure backed up by an undertone of muscle. She had long straight platinum blond hair that reaches down her back and bright blue eyes. When given the time to pretty herself up she braids one side of her hair.

When it comes to dressing herself Emilia only has two kinds of outfits. Her military outfit consists of her pilot suit or uniform worn under a camouflage military jacket that used to be owned by her father. When she needs to dress up she takes a few pages from her mother’s teachings. Old fashioned but elegant red or blue dresses, sometimes including corsets to accentuate her figure,


Emotionally unstable
Craves friendship
Craves love
Overly affectionate to the people who call her friend
Superstitious
Socially inept
Downtrodden
Has no filter
Believes her life isn’t worth much


Sir, I would like to request that Emilia Gallows be removed from our squad on the grounds of psychological issues. I understand that she passed the official psych exam, but her personal history makes me think she might be a ticking time bomb.

Her mother was a Martian noble who was supposed to get married into another noble family, consolidating both of them into a single powerful family. Instead, she ran off with some unclean Venusian and got disowned.

The Venusian was a soldier and the mother raised Emilia. Apparently she wanted Emilia to succeed where she failed, marrying someone good. Nobody wanted to take her. She was a social pariah and a freak. No idea what the bitch expected considering her bloodline.

On top of all that she was just plain strange. Apparently she would talk about people like she could feel their presence or spirit or some shit. That doesn’t sound sane

To make matters worse, her father died in the tail end of the age of piracy to a mobile suit with a dog insignia. Apparently she entered the military not too long after. She says it makes her “feel closer to her father.” What the hell does that mean? Why does she want to feel closer to a mutated corpse in space?

To top it all off the guys don’t like her. Sometimes she’ll be solemn and serious, and sometimes she’s hanging off our shoulders like we are all buddy-buddy. It’s like she doesn’t know how to act or has mood swings or something.

I’m telling you. She has to be out for revenge. Or she thinks she can find her dad’s charred corpse and drift with him forever. Either way, she’s crazy
-A Zern squad leader

Emilia passed the psych exam so she is mentally well enough to be a soldier. However, due to friction between your squadron and Emilia, we have decided to transfer her to another squad. Another soldier will be assigned to your squad to take her place.
-The response


Human Kai (fractured): Due to her father being a Human Kai, Emilia inherited the mutation. however, the gene modification from her mother’s side caused her to mutate further. Emilia’s human Kai potential is strong but in many ways fractured and detrimental to her. Instead of receiving a split-second warning before an attack, she is forced to view ghostly visions of people dying around her, or her own death if it comes to it. Perhaps there is something that could draw out more potential ... for a price

Soldier training. Emilia received basic soldier training and has at least basic proficiency with all of the weapons in Zern’s arsenal including mobile suits and handheld weaponry

Marksmanship: Emilia is noted as having a rather good record at the shooting range. With some additional experience and training, she could make a good sniper.


Dad’s Jacket: An old camouflage military jacket originally worn by Emilia’s father. She takes good care of it, and wears it “to feel closer to her father”

Emilia is emotionally unstable and in desperate need of therapy. Naturally, that can be hard to find while on duty a month away from home in a dangerous situation. Right now her psyche is mostly intact, but this could easily shift from outside forces and stress. The mere use of her Human Kai powers results in splitting migraines and deep emotional scars that can only get worse and worse...

Despite that, she is a good soldier, almost unreasonably so for her time in the military. Her Human Kai lets her predict incoming attacks and her marksmanship is top of the line. She would make a good sniper for sure. Finally... if Emilia had people to love and support her, it would ease the strain on her mind, making her a more stable and effective pilot.

Tommy

Unit Appearance

It has a smoother, more rounded appearance, designed to mimic older armor, as well as a more ornate feeling to the entire armor casing. On the back lies halves of a shield mounted on armored armatures. The blue tinted glass in the visor has been replaced with a red sensor bar, plus an additional one on top. Two spikes and a fin on top of the head holds the communications array.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Single seater cockpit, just enough room for one plus space behind holding a bug out bag for survival situations. Even more cramped than the usual Tommy due to the screens being taken out in favour of a visor, or a plug linking to compatible helmets

Dimensions: 18m

Powerplant: Medium-output Wilberforce Reactor

Equipment and Design Features:
As a simple pattern or variant of the Tommy, it naturally shares many of the Tommy and the Tommy Commander features. However, it also strips a few unneeded systems from them like the hardpoints and compatibility with the Albatross system, as well the screens from inside the cockpit.

Compound Plasteel/Liten Armor
The highlight of the design, a thin layer of plasteel and verogel over liten plate, thicker plasteel, then liten plate again. An expensive method to make armor, but the durability was such that it could withstand a staggering amount of abuse as well as literally make athmospheric reentry possible if needed, though not practical. Using more lightweight metals also meant the mobile suit was lighter overall.

Modified Thrusters
While it remained the same as the Tommy Commander's thrusters, it has been modified to fit two halves of a shield, both having additional thrusters in the inside, allowing for a higher top speeds than the base model. However, the shield's thrusters can only be fired in bursts, and only while the shield was undocked and on the ms's hands.

Reinforced frame
Utilizing the same frame as the Tommy commander, it has been upgraded to feature more power in the joints, to facilitate movement and dexterity in it's limbs.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

Any weapon the Tommy can use, it can also use, though there are weapons that are requisitioned by the family itself.

Maxwell's Maschinenpistole "Custom"
Fire 200mm gyrojets loaded from a 50 bullet box magazine. Only barrel assembly is plasteel. The short barreled machinepistol was otherwise lightweight compound materials. Designed by a crazy uncle who decided gyrojets should both be explosive and fired rapidly. Considering gyrojets were bullets with propellant inside, these were prone to explode now that theres actual explosives in front of it, and the electric feeding system may jam with another bullet still in the chamber. However, the entire weapon is very very lightweight, with the bullets making up the bulk of the weight.

While it works however, its a terrifying weapon, blasting any unarmored targets apart, with even heavier armor suffering from the weight of the bullet and the subsequent explosion, which if it doesn't get through the armor, fouls up joints, exposed parts etc.

Freya's particular model had a small chain at the grip holding a small metal bear, hence the custom part of the name.

Needler Maschinenpistole 1
One of the first few models designed for the Archduke of New Berlin's orders and another option for the MS to carry. There were a few other models designed, but this one was named number 1 at the Archduke's request. Rapid fires 50mm bullets with high powder loads leading to a larger casing overall. Small pistol design, with low recoil, higher penetration and low accuracy at range as well as lesser power overall at very long range. A single bullet penetration probably won't stop an ms, unless it hits a vital part like the pilot, but sheer volume of fire will shred targets apart.


The deployable truncheon as well as the system for it and the grenade system has both been removed.

•30mm Vulcan x2:
Built into the head of the ms are a pair of multi-barreled vulcan guns, capable of firing 30mm rounds in deafening sprays. Though not effective against mobile suit armor they can be used to shoot down incoming projectiles or for shredding smaller more lightly armored targets.

•Plasteel Shield.
Two halves of a plasteel shield rests on the back, protecting the back until deployed into a proper shield. Has verniers on the back to accomodate a charge. Front is painted with their house colors, the red cross on black field.

Battlaxe x 2
Liten hand axe that will crush armor just as well as it will cut it. Stored on the hips.


This is not a mobile suit for an average or normal pilot. While the visor or helmet feed system gives more spatial awareness, the downside was that the pilot then has to operate their controls effectively blind. Utilizing the onboard OS or accessing the diagnostics becomes problematic considering one has to look out of the visor to do so. One has to be intimately familiar with their controls, and what every button does and where every control was located to even begin piloting it. A few systems was removed as well to streamline the armor manufacturing process, such as the albatross system, the cockpit being made smaller, and the inbuilt truncheon weapon.

Once one gets past those, one finds it an improved version of the Tommy Commander, with better armor due to replacing heavy materials with lighter ones as well as reducing weight by removing a few parts, though one could also say it lacked features the original had as well as their versatility. With a better top speed during the bursts of the thrusters, it was still prone to overheating when abused, as well as still having most of the drawbacks from the base Tommy. All in all, it was not a significantly huge upgrade from the base Commander model, but performs quite well in what it was designed to do.

Technical History

When the pirates first attacked, the first of Freya's bloodline piloted the first mobile suits. Unsatisfied with the armor, her father took to jerry rigging their MSes with armored plates. The second generation MSes were still little better in her father's opinion, and many a family reunion had him grumbling about the paper thin armor, and inadequate weapons. Her mother was not amused, and after an extended time of this threw her hat at him and told him to just "make one your damned self".

Like a bolt of lightning, or hat, the idea struck him finally, and he went out to requisition a request, and with her uncle Maxwell, designed a suitable replacement, or pattern to the commander type Tommy. And with that the "Schwartzschild Pattern" was born, though many would just call it the axe Tommy or Tommy wings or whatever variant they had on the two most distinctive features it has.

Her uncle however, had the dubious idea of making guns that fires exploding bullets but faster and better than the rocket launchers or recoilless rifles. The result was the machine pistol firing explosive gyrojets, which was prone to errors and exploding itself, had enough merits for her father to try and adopt it.

Both combined, formed their now iconic look as the Schwartzschild family's mobile suits, with their distinct outline and performance at close quarter battles.

Scion of the Archduke of New Berlin

28║Empire║Martian║Female

Physical Appearance

Tall at around 182cm or around 6', with a statuesque form and built, she was never seen without the traditional military garb her family have adopted outside of her home or really casual settings. With the peaked hat, military saber, and a standard pistol by her side, her golden hair and form is unmistakable for those who knew her. She carried an air of dignity when she walks, backs straight and striding with a purpose.

Personality Traits:

Merciless
Unwavering
Traditionalist
Favours rules
Straightlaced
Romantic
Sadist
Warlike
Logical

Biography:

Her family was security during the mass exodus, and they had been security for long after that, sallying in conflicts that would threathen the empire. Her grandfather and father was among those who commanded the fleets to combat the pirates, and they had flew against them even with the odds stacked against them with their bulky and slow ships, buying time for the researchers to make a mobile suit to combat the pirates. They considered themselves true Martians, loyal to the Empire, and fought against those that would destabilize it.

Her first debut in public eye, after being homeschooled in private, was in a military school, giving a speech during an election for the school president.

"All Humans are pigs! Base animals, looking only to sate their desires! Born evil at their core!"

She had held her hand up in a sweeping gesture. Man made rules to keep their desires in check, therefore she will make rules to keep the people in the school in check, and in turn uplift them from being lawless animals. It was a simple concept for her that she tried to convey in her speech, but not one most of these easy going noble sons and daughters appreciated. A more timid looking girl was voted as president instead, with Freya receiving few votes. It was clear the timid girl didn't have it in her to keep the rules, and so the higher ups discretely pushed her to get Freya as the vice president, who took to enforcing them immediately.

It was a valuable lesson for Freya. People didn't like rules, yet lamented when the rules were abandoned. The lawkeepers were often hated, resented without reason, thus then must they steel their resolve, and keep the law regardless of public opinion. Justice will be upheld, and those who break the laws were lower than low.

Her path turned, inevitably, towards her family's roots, security for the Empire. Her family had long been the ones to keep the laws of the Empire, making sure no one, nobles, commoners, or outlaws, are beyond the reach of law. In theory that was, at least for those of noble blood. Her father had lamented all the politicking and subtle maneuvers in the background that was going on, though their position ensured most did not escape. Freya however, turned towards simpler problems that seemed as numerous as ever; pirates, criminals who fashion themselves freedom fighters, radical people who put poison in the populace's mind. Like a few members of her family did, she gathered a few men under her, acquired a light cruiser, and rushed out to fight pirates before her family even noticed she had everything painted in the red on black of their family.

She dealt with any lawlessness she found, not just piracy, but any rule breakers in her path. While that was rare considering she travelled most of the time relieving citizens from outlaws preying on their ships, it was not unheard of for her to capture petty thiefs and break their arms, or try to solve any other sort of crimes she find while walking around.

When Freya got word the royal family was moving towards Venus, she was naturally inclined to go there as well. It was certainly not influenced a little by a recent message from her father saying she needed to be there or she won't get her usual shipment of snacks, enforced on all stations. No, it was definitely all her sense of duty, and moral obligations to defend the Royal Family, even if her father was already there stationed in his battleship.

Skills and Abilities

Refined Human:
A matter of course. She was amongst the bluest of blood, thus it was not unthinkable for her to manifest such abilities. Heightened mental and physical abilites when it activates.

Military Training:
She was trained in all the usual military skills, tactics, maneuvers as well as more classical military training like CQC, CQB, handling swords and guns etc by the hands of her own grandfather. She was a good all around soldier, but it was not her main strength.

Eye for Command:
Men under her, men who follow her command, tends to perform better under her. The Whirlwind Knights under her command was proof of this, though they were veterans of many battles so it was in parts some of their own skills as well. She has no eye for grand strategy however; a small platoon is the best she can command.

Personal Items and Equipment

Schwartzschild Uniform
A comissioned military uniform, including peak hat and gloves, bearing the red on black colors of their family. The highlight of this uniform was the golden braid and the golden lionhead epaulette. Aramid thread interwoven with plasteel threads to improve durability and to lessen the need to iron it out every day. Helps that it provides a degree of protection against harm.

Carried arms:
A simple steel sword, and a pistol. The steel sword was unusual due to the novel material, but otherwise both were unremarkable.

ES Bodysuit:
The Emergency Space Bodysuit, woven from aramids and plasteel threads to keep it light and sturdy for space, layered with verogel inside the lining. Features an automatic collapsible verogel coated plasteel helmet resting on the back and shoulders when not in use, and two small 9' long canisters on her belt, to provide air for up to 4 hours, as well as allowing her to move in zero gravity. Has an emergency beacon and transmitter in the helm.

The entire ensemble was wearable underneath her clothings and comfortable enough to be worn for long periods, and was comissioned by her due to her realizing pirate attacks do not care if you were ready with your pilot suit or not. While it has a design flaw that the oxygen tanks were both used for breathing and powering the small thrusters built into the tank containment system, it was also meant for emergencies only, thus it was written off as an acceptable flaw, though they did install points for larger tanks should there be any reason to attach larger oxygen tanks to it.

Strengths and Weaknesses

A strong individual, she has trouble connecting with other people. Her attitude, upbringing, and behaviour all tends to shove people away from her exerbating her problem even more. She can command them, kill them in various ways, but she cannot understand them, not when she's unable to close the distance between her and them. Logical to a degree, she has no qualms in sacrificing a few men if it meant winning the war for the good of all.

As a pilot, her abilities are all good. While not lacking in many departments, she also wasn't exceptional in any field, with many pilots considered as more skilled than her. A normal pilot who excelled in one particular field would be able to beat her in that field consistently. Thus, her most exceptional trait when it came to battle was her eye for details, her calculating logical mind, and adaptation.

As a commander of a small squad, however, she was likely to rip apart opposition that didn't outgun, outnumber, or outmatch them significantly in any way.

Chosen Mobile Weapon

ZIMS-02R Tommy Commander "Schwartzschild Pattern"

She has only a few inches of yellow blonde hair she'll occasionally shave completely bald when it starts irritating her.

Her remaining eye is startlingly blue and bright and stands out against a caucasian complexion covered in gnarled scars. The scars are mostly clustered on her right side and continue down to a pair of nubs where her legs used to be.

Her arms and upper body are strong. Just because she's missing her legs that's no excuse to not be fit. It also provides her main source of locomotion with her manual, folding wheelchair she's never seen without if she's not piloting. Her hands are calloused from work and her knuckles scarred from more fights than one would ever expect a double amputee to get into.

She usually wears tank tops and shorts purely for the ease of putting them on and all of her clothes are covered in grease stains of varying color and age as well as tears and most are faded from being improperly washed. She often smells of machine grease, sweat, and tobacco and has the looks to match. There's often a lit cigarette perched between her lips.

Opinionated
Eager
Dauntless
Rowdy
Devil-May-Care
Combative
Short Tempered
Ruthless

Dannie was born the oldest of three to a dirt poor Venusian family who struggled every day to make ends meet under the thumb of Martian deuterium barons. At the tender age of 12, she got a job as an assistant wrench jockey to a maintenance worker to help support her two younger brothers. She routinely worked 60 hour weeks of hard manual labor and made just enough money to pay for her own food. Still, this was a great boon and her parents were immensely grateful for the extra money. With Dannie's income added to the meager pile, the family had enough to save money for the first time in years. Everything went well for a few years until the accident.

One of her fellow workers had complained about weird spikes in his mobile worker's reactor readings but there were quotas to make and deadlines to meet so he had to just keep going. What other choice was there? The result was a critical and sudden meltdown that caused his cobbled together suit to detonate and kill everyone in the immediate vicinity save Dannie. Though outside of the liquifying blast of heat from the overloaded reactor, she was still well within range of the shrapnel. A storm of metal shards would rend her flesh and pulverize her legs. A chunk of plastisteel about the size of a house cat embedded itself in her side, going straight through her colon. Somehow, she was alive when paramedics arrived on the scene, but she wasn't out of the woods yet. She spent the next 2 weeks battling septic shock strong enough to kill a horse while doctors worked to put her intestines back together. She didn't know it yet, but she would never again experience a waking moment without pain.

It took months of recovery before she was as healed as she'd ever be. She didn't even need her colonoscopy bag anymore. That being said, times were harder than ever and not just because she couldn't walk. Her family was in very dire straits between Dannie's medical bills and the sudden lack of her income had put them deep in a nigh inescapable pit of debt. One day, her former supervisor came to her with an offer from an old friend of his. The job involved signing up with pirates, but it was no surprise when she pounced on the offer anyway. Her parents objected and she got in a screaming match with her father. He told her she must've lost her brain along with her legs if she thought it was a good idea to sign up with pirates. She called him a coward and told him she was more a man than him because she was willing to do whatever it takes. He told her if she rolled out that to never come back. That was 10 years ago and she's never spoken to him or her mother since.

Captain Everest, leader of the Void Dogs, offered to train Dannie in his craft and pay her better than any job she could've gotten back home even with both legs. In exchange, she would work for him for no less than 10 years. She agreed without hesitation, but soon found out that "training" apparently meant brutality and constant exertion. Everest was one of the first pirates to realize the potential of weaponizing mobile workers and Dannie became one of the first mobile suit pilots in history.

The next ten years were a hurricane of blood, fury, glory, and debauchery. Dannie learned quickly from her and her crewmates' exploits against Martian cargo ships. She saw what worked and what didn't and incorporated this into her technique and hardware. There was some informal education, but she taught herself most everything she knows about repairing and using mobile suits. Unfortunately, the power of mobile suits became intoxicating to her.

When she was hooked up to her metal titan, she could lift thousands of pounds with ease and use weapons too large even for a Refined Martian to wield. She could even walk again.

Dannie soon became addicted to the power and the violence that came with it. She relished the chance to exact revenge on Mars on her people. Everything that had gone wrong in her life could be traced back to the monarchy. She'd lost friends and her legs to an accident caused by their greed. If it weren't for them, she might even still have her family. She experiences excruciating pain every day because of the Martians. It was only fair, then, for her to collect what was owed in blood and cold, hard cash. She never shied away from brutality and often took pleasure in killing anyone who stood between her and a good haul.

She experienced prosperity as a pirate. Her pain would never truly go away, but drugs, booze, and sharing her bed would give her the occasional break. For the first time she had money to spend frivolously and she rarely experienced boredom for more than a few days at a time. All of that came to a screeching halt when she stopped to look around.

The Zern Empire had finally developed a counter to the pirate's mobile suits and they began slaughtering pirates left and right. Dannie saw what was happening and was relieved when he contract finally ran out. She felt she deserved to take her mobile suit with her considering she'd maintained it and made all the modifications to it over the years. Everest disagreed and so she challenged him to a pistol duel for the right to her mobile suit. He agreed, thinking he'd win easily over a cripple who rarely even used gun not attached to a robot suit. He didn't account for her will to live and that proved to be a lethal mistake. They drew in a shipyard on an unregistered asteroid and he put 2 shots in her chest while she put 4 in his gut. He collapsed and bleed out on the spot while she lived to wheel herself away and pay a barely qualified doctor to fix her up with her former captain's credit chip.

A brush with death closer than usual combined with her life being upended once more had a drastic effect on the pirate. She had an epiphany laying on the ratty bed staring up at a crooked ceiling fan. Her whole life she'd been selfish. She'd only cared about herself and her own debts but Mars owed millions of people just as much as her, some even more. How could she have been so blind to let them get away with that? She left that "hospital" the next morning, gathered up everything she owned (all 3 shirts, some underwear, a pair of pants, her tools, a powder pistol, and that all important chip on her shoulder) and set off to find out how to join up with those Mekon Movement folks.


Bellator In Machina
Though not even 30, she's been piloting mobile suits since before most people would normally experience awkward after prom sex everyone involved pretends they enjoyed. She came by every lesson in piloting honestly and paid for them in blood, sweat, and tears. Dannie doesn't just pilot her mobile suit, she becomes the suit.

Didn't Even Feel It
Considering she experiences excruciating pain every waking minute, a little bit more isn't that bad by comparison. Her pain tolerance is exceptionally, worryingly high.

Murder Mechanic
Dannie knows her mobile suit on a level most people don't even know there own bodies. She might know what to do about a cargo ship's failing engine, but she knows exactly how to repair any mishap with a mobile suit be it a simple dent or an attempted smiting by the Almighty.

Working Songbird
Spend a few years around Venusian working class men and you'll learn how to sing the blues whether you want to or not. She only got better as she brought what songs she knew to other Venusian crew members and they swapped lyrics. After nearly a decade, she picked up some guitar skills but her voice and knowledge of old Venusian work songs is where she really shines. She knows dozens of work songs and space shanties by heart.

Low Life
Her experience working for and with pirates, smugglers, murderers, thieves, and the like means she knows how to talk to that crowd. She can find out things the average Joe would never get that huddled group of shady characters in the corner of the bar to open up about.


Only things of note are her multitool, her lucky six shooter, her miniature butane lighter, and a guitar

Strengths
Experienced
Focused
Tenacious
Unyielding
Team Player

Weakness
Lacks Tact
Prone to Outbursts
Easily Provoked


ZIMS-01 "Recompense"