[quote=@MK2] [hider= Chris Bell] [img] https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/344207892817117185/642981285429641218/image0.jpg[/img] [color=2E8B57][i]” ’Ours is not to reason why Ours is but to do and die’ … I read that shit in a book once. ”[/i][/color] [hr] [color=2E8B57][b]Name[/b][/color] [color=silver]Christian Alexander Bell[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Nationality[/b][/color] [color=silver]American[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Age[/b][/color] [color=silver]34[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Sexuality[/b][/color] [color=silver]HeteroSexual[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Birth[/b][/color] [color=silver]March 14, 1997; Pensacola, Florida[/color] [hr] [color=2E8B57][b]Appearance[/b][/color] [color=silver]Christian stands tall at 6’3. Well built muscles, and a strict grooming regime are his attempts at standing out in a world he’s categorically alienated from.Despite a long career of warfighting, Christian has been lucky enough to keep himself safe from injury that would require need of cybernetic prosthetics, as such he’s kept away from cybernetic enhancements of any kind, preferring a well toned physique to well toned clockwork machinery as part of his physical aesthetic. While on duty he wears a clean set of the NSF uniform, no deviations from the regulations,his military background making it almost second nature to maintain a uniform. His armor on the other hand is the closest thing to cybernetic enhancement as he’ll allow himself. Heavily modified to fit his needs on the battlefield, he’ll routinely have the tech specialists work with him to keep the hardware battle ready and pristine. Outside of his duties as an NSF operative, he wears casual clothes, jeans and a hoodie to keep from being easily identified in a crowd. [/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Height[/b][/color] [color=silver]6’3”[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Weight[/b][/color] [color=silver]195[/color] [hr] [color=2E8B57][b]Personality[/b][/color] [color=silver] Christian is a flippant individual by nature. He’s as quick with a joke as he is with an insult in most situations, although that's not to say he can’t take things seriously. He just prefers to approach problems with a lighthearted attitude, as opposed to a bitter one. It’s what he feels has kept him sane throughout his career. He has found himself as the focus of ire in his employers. His long career has molded him into a mercenary, he doesn’t care for causes, or doing the ‘right’ thing. in his experience all they’ve ever been were lies told by men and women in suits to get men like Christian to fight their battles and bleed for them. There is no right thing in a war, and looking to be a do gooder on a battlefield will only end up killing you. He feels that the only causes worth fighting for is the people in your unit, and the money you receive after the job is done. [/color] [hr] [color=2E8B57][b]Role[/b][/color] [color=silver]Rifleman[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Equipment[/b][/color] [hider=Chris’s Armor] [Img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/51/88/dc/5188dcb2caa21277cf7b2017cce33aab.jpg[/img] Standard Issue Armor for most NSF riflemen, Chris has modified it heavily to suit his needs on the field, it fields things such as a PHUD, a Compad, Pneumatic strength Assist, Weight dispersion pneumatics, Movement Assistance Systems, [/hider] [hider=Chris’s Rifle] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/603838418702827530/643646860225019944/vojtech-lacina-vojtechlacina-weapon-01.png[/img] [/hider] [hider= Chris’s Pistol] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/603838418702827530/643647031801282561/e1a8203023b0a613e210de31164c0fd5.png[/img] [/hider] [hider=Chris’s Knife] [img]https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/009/454/479/large/alex-williams-combat-knife-render.jpg?1519088639[/img] [/hider] [hider=Chris’s Wrist mounted concealed Knife] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/603838418702827530/643653908031340564/latest.png[/img] [/hider] [color=2E8B57][b]Previous Careers[/b][/color] [color=silver] United States Marine(10Y)[/color] [color=silver] Blackwatch Mercenary(5Y)[/color] [hr] [color=2E8B57][b]Biography[/b][/color] [color=silver] Christian Alexander Bell was born in Pensacola Florida to parents who were entirely too young, and too dumb to raise a son. His father knew that early, because not long after his birth, he abandoned his family. Not long after his father's abandonment, whether it be because of the hardships of life or addiction; Chris never cared to find out which, His mother left him at the steps of a fire station. A safe haven baby, and a ward of the state. The beginnings of Chris’s life were hard, being a ward of the state he bounced from foster home to foster home, school to school. As a result of this Chris found it hard to make friends, and his peers found it easy to pick on him as a result. Chris found comfort in making his bullies laugh, he found that with time their ridicule and exclusive nature turned to one of acceptance for the silly child Chris learned to be. Being the clown of every social circle would be his identity for the majority of his high school career, his flippant and nonchalant attitude made him popular with his peers, but he also found it was easy to annoy those who were supposed to be in charge of him. After highschool his friend group evaporated all but his highschool girlfriend, Claire Belmont. His grades were abysmal because he did not care for school, so getting into a good university with a good scholarship became a pipe dream. Faced with few prospects and not wanting to waste his life away, Chris enlisted in the United States Marines right out of highschool. He again was a favorite of his squadmates within the marines, but he drew the Ire of those who were above him in the rankings, from Drill instructors during basic training, to his lieutenants in Afghanistan and Syria when he served overseas. When Christian first enlisted he learned to believe in the cause of the military he served, bringing stability to the region he was in, fighting the terror there. Over time however, as he watched more and more of his friend die with every combat, and watching the officers struggle with bureaucracy, the causes stopped meaning anything to him. He stopped caring about them, they all seemed like lies to him. The only thing that mattered was the money he made. He eventually made the rank of Sergeant, and he led men under this ideal, hearts and minds came second to coming home and getting paid for Christian, and he enforced these rules with his squad. This led to questionable acts in Syria, acts that would have his third reenlistment quietly discouraged by his captain. So he did not reenlist, instead; Christian went home, but there was no home for him back in the states anymore. Ten years of being a Marine had made his relationship with his now wife Claire hard. He was away for long periods of time, and when he was home he was either drunk, or arguing with her. It did not take long for them to divorce, Claire taking their son Chris Jr. with her to Texas. With no family, and no other prospects after a lifetime of soldiering. Chris found his new home to be the bottom of a bottle for a time, until a recruiter for a Mercenary company by the name of Blackwatch found him. Someone in Chris’s old unit had recommended him, a member of the outfit himself apparently. Child support now being a looming obstacle in Chris’s life; he quickly accepted. And he found that the work suited him well, it wasn’t about causes anymore, it was about the money they made. He fought in jungles, deserts, destroyed cities. He event spent time guarding delegates. However, his time with the Blackwatch Mercenaries was cut short after another questionable decision when it came to rules of engagement on Chris’s part. Faced with governmental backlash, Blackwatch was forced to fire Chris, although he kept some contacts within the company, men who owed him favors after five long years of service. He would then travel to the destroyed city of Tokyo in Japan, figuring the fighting there would be a suitable place to find work, and it just so happened he would. Among the NSF. [/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Affiliations[/b][/color] [color=silver]BlackWatch Mercenary Company[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Relationships [Optional][/b][/color] [color=silver]Claire Belmont- Ex wife[/color] [color=silver] Christian Bell Jr.- Son[/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Extra[/b][/color] [color=silver]A brief description of the Armor modifications. Pneumatic Strength Assist: A series of subdermal pistons and metal plates fixed about the skeleton of the armor allow a user to make use of greatly enhanced strength in the arm, the metal plates providing the durability to support hits Weight Dispersion Pneumatics: A series of pneumatic presses in the legs allow the user to disperse weight as kinetic energy through the armor's frame instead of in one concentrated burst, allowing the user to fall great distances without damage Movement Assistance Systems: The user's armor is fitted with a thin kinetic gel layer to absorb impacts from running and to provide additional assistance to the user's motion, increasing their speed tremendously PHUD: A personal heads up display of a jumble of icons and information, sorted into a screen by an onboard computer to provide combat and tactical assistance for the HID COMPAD: Wrist mounted Comlink. Also his Son is 10 [/color] [color=2E8B57][b]Theme Song[/b][/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IU2wBKoDOzg] Chris Theme [/url] [/hider] [/quote] Acceeeeepted boyo!