[hider=Sigma, biotic disaster] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [right] [img]https://i.imgur.com/zVkm1vm.jpg[/img] [/right] [/cell] [cell] [sub][h2]John Bauer[/h2][/sub] [sup][sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup][/sup] [b]Nickname:[/b] Sig [b]Callsign:[/b] Sigma [b]Height:[/b] 6’0 ft [b]Weight:[/b] 190 lbs [b]Age:[/b] 37 [b]Birthplace:[/b] Berlin, Earth [b]Birth date:[/b] February 27th, 2150 CE [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Class:[/b] Vanguard [/cell][/row][/table] [sub][h2][b]P[/b]rofile[/h2][/sub] [sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup] [indent] [b] APPEARANCE[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]Tall, sturdy, and cybernetically-enhanced, Sig is built to take as much of a beating as he can deliver. His face has been smashed apart and reconstructed half a dozen times, and even the best docs would struggle to work with the surviving material. Off-color skin grafts sit alongside scars aplenty. A crooked nose saddles between two glowing cybernetic eyes. His hair's going grey before he's even turned forty, and his hairline's already begun to recede. Just below the neck is a canvas of prosthetics, old wounds and bad ink. In short: he's an ugly motherfucker. He dresses as poorly as he looks, too, preferring ratty military surplus with all function and no form. The only decent piece in his collection is his armor, and keeping it nice and shiny is regulation. [/indent] [b] MOTIVATIONS AND OUTLOOK[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]The war gave Bauer something he'd never had: perspective. For his whole life he'd only ever looked out for himself. Afterall, nobody else was going to. He'd only ever been a tool to be used and discarded or a rival to be put in the dirt; why would he treat anyone else any different? People were selfish. They were cruel. Then came the war, and he saw some of the worst scum in the galaxy pulling families from collapsed building, patching up injured old men and comforting frightened children. Fragile as people turned out to be, wicked as they could be, they were capable of tremendous good, too. The road to atonement was long and steep, but it was climb he was willing to undertake. [/indent] [b] BACKGROUND[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]John Siegfried Bauer was the second child of John and Ariel Bauer, a pair of starship maintenance technicians. An engine leak at the space port had exposed Ariel and her unborn child to Element Zero, resulting in two things: John Jr developing biotic abilities as a pre-teen, and Ariel contracting terminal cancer. Her death broke her husband, leaving him all-too vulnerable when agents of Conatix Industries showed up at his door 'requesting' to take his son away for his own safety. Dad had no fight left in him and let the boy go. They carted him off to Gagarin Station, an isolated outpost at the edge of the Sol system, to participate in the 'BAaT' program: Biotic Acclimation and Temperance Training. Or, as the kids liked to call it, Brain Camp. It was a cruel, grueling environment where children were treated as weapons to be honed rather than people. It broke many of them, even killed a few. Those that survived the ordeal would have to live with the unstable, pain-inducing implants the program had forced on them. Sig was only nineteen when BAaT shutdown. With no home worth going back to, he hitched a ride on the first boat out of system. Fate found him wandering the stars not long after. A cargo freighter he was working on came under attack by Eclipse mercenaries. They boarded the vessel and made quick work of its few marines, rounding up its occupants in the lower holds until they identified their target. Sig made the stupid decision to attack them instead of going quietly, lashing out with biotic power and nearly blowing a hole in the side of the ship. That display of violence impressed the boarding party's leader, Captain Baines, enough to keep her from executing him- instead offering him a place on her crew. He accepted. Sigma fought under Eclipse for the next eighteen years. He took part in the Skyllian Blitz in 2176, receiving grievous injuries that required extensive cybernetic augmentation to fix. He was a hitman on Omega, smuggled Prothean artifacts out of the Attican Traverse, kidnapped dignitaries on the Citadel; he stole starships, sabotaged planetary defenses, dueled krogan bounty hunters on distant moons. Sigma was the gun and Eclipse was his wielder, and for the longest time he didn't give two shits about what he was asked to do. He owed this company his life for giving him a chance all those years ago- he'd do anything they asked of him. The Reapers changed all that. They descended on the Milky Way in a fury, butchering whole worlds. Countless people were lost in indiscriminate culling: not a single soul was spared. It was madness. He never understood the true depths of evil until he witnessed the desolation of the batarian colonies. Numerous mercenary companies were hired by what was left of the Hedgemony to fill in for its decimated military: they performed everything from search and rescue to escort duty for refugees to emergency triage. They fought running battles against the advancing Reaper fleets, hoping to buy enough time for the colonies to evacuate as many people as they could. Sig could never put to words how those days changed him. He began to reflect. Batarian civilization was shattered in less than a week. Eclipse retreated from their cluster, scattering to lick their wounds and decide what to do next. One truth became readily apparent: no one could sit out this fight; not Eclipse, and not Sig. His crew joined in on the massive, multi-species coalition set to fight the Reapers. He found himself shipped across the galaxy, fighting shoulder to shoulder with many of his worst enemies from his previous life. The war effort brought him back home. Besieged earth, having suffered long under Reaper occupation, would be the site of the final battle for the Milky Way. Victory came at a high cost. Earth was in ruins, the survivors were divided and scattered, and loss of the relay had left the system totally isolated from outside help. Sig has spent the last month just trying to survive the harsh conditions, offering a helping hand wherever he could. The hope is to reconnect with the rest of the Eclipse on Earth and find out what their plan is, but thus far he's been unsuccessful. It seems he's on his own again. [/indent] [/indent] [sub][h2][b]C[/b]apabilities[/h2][/sub] [sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup] [indent] [b] FLAWS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]An overwhelming guilt complex Suffers from biotic-induced night terrors and acute migraines tech illiterate poor people skills[/indent] [b] POWERS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]Biotic Charge Shockwave Barrier Warp [/indent] [b] ACCOMPLISHMENTS AND CRIMES[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]John Siegfried Bauer has been charged with numerous accounts of: piracy, smuggling, kidnapping, murder and operating a shuttle without a license. He is wanted across several jurisdictions. Sigma has a reputation in the underworld for shooting first and forgetting to ask questions; yet paradoxical to his brutality he's been known to reject contracts on 'moral grounds,' refusing to go after underage, unarmed or otherwise 'innocent' targets. Those that've mocked him for his supposed weakness have been met with a headbutt to the nose or worse.[/indent] [b] RELATIONS AND AFFILIATIONS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]Longtime member of Eclipse, a 'private security organization' Subordinate to Captain Baines Former BAaT student Estranged son of John Bauer Sr[/indent] [b] OPINIONS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] [indent]ur all stinky poopy haha[/indent] [/indent] [sub][h2][b]I[/b]nventory[/h2][/sub] [sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup] [indent][table=bordered][row][/row][row][cell] [b]CREDITS & VALUABLES[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 700 credits [/cell][cell] [b]OUTFIT[color=red]◢[/color][/b] Ariake's Medium 'Mercenary' Armor (Eclipse Variant) A heavy cloak [/cell] [/row][row] [cell] [b]WEAPON & TOOLS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] M-27 Scimitar M-6 Carnifex L2 Biotic Implants [/cell][cell] [b]CONSUMABLE[color=red]◢[/color][/b] A week's worth of food and water Enough thermal clips for a small army [/cell] [/row][row] [cell] [b]ID & DOCUMENTS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] Forged ID for an 'Alistair Black' [/cell] [cell] [b]BAGS & CONTAINERS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] A hefty kit bag for lugging around supplies [/cell] [/row][/table][/indent] [/hider]