[s]Posting this before I got to do some social drinking and make a lot of terrible choices. I'll probably add some more prose to the Juggernaut section tomorrow, but gotta go go soon, so alas.[/s] Edit 1: Edited some CS stuff, mostly prose (I am sorry if you read it). Edit 2: Wrote out Juggernaut stuff, search for a tolerable to good image to use continues. [hider=Derya Dva Sedym][center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/HY6kc0S.png[/img][/center] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||DOSSIER||══════[/color][/b] [sup][color=gold][i]"A killer with the manners of a rabbit - this is the most dangerous kind."[/i][/color][/sup] [img]https://i.imgur.com/tMGBmEs.png[/img] [b][color=#ca1e20]══════════════════════════════[/color][/b][/center] [indent][sup][b][color=#ca1e20]BASIC INFORMATION[/color][/b][/sup] [indent][sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► FULL NAME ||[/color][/b] Деря Два Седъм [i](Derya Dva Sedym)[/i][/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► CALLSIGN ||[/color][/b][/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► PRONOUNS ||[/color][/b] She/Her[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► AGE ||[/color][/b] 23[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► HEIGHT ||[/color][/b] 170 cm[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► WEIGHT ||[/color][/b] 60 kg[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]══════════════════════════════[/color][/b][/sup][/indent][/indent] [indent][sup][b][color=#ca1e20]SKILLS[/color][/b][/sup][indent] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Trained Tactician ||[/color][/b] Trained in the ways of war, Derya fights with the flexibility expected of any Bekleyen İbadet created Ilyat commando. When caught in the net of her enemies, she falls back on the unexpected, knowing that all are expendable in the end.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Military Survivalist ||[/color][/b] Appearances may deceive, water richness may obfuscate, healthy flesh can hide, and Derya for the softness she chooses to display has learned to live off of the land and to survive in unwelcome environments. To discover paradise, to find solace, and to seek comfort, is to lose the edge required of any warrior.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Kader Kiraz Adept ||[/color][/b] A Juggernaut pilot must not be reliant on a Juggernaut to achieve military success, thus Derya has been taught, and she has trained with the storied weaponmasters of Kader. She is an adept of their strange school of combat, capable with arms or without and near or far from her foes. [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Talented Musician ||[/color][/b] Gifted with all manner of instruments and in song, Derya is a capable musician, able to entertain beyond matters of the knife.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► ||[/color][/b] [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]══════════════════════════════[/color][/b][/sup][/indent][/indent] [/cell][cell][center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||APPEARANCE||══════[/color][/b][/center] [sup][color=gold][i]"Movement in shadows. Shadows in movement. Strike without thought and without hesitation."[/i][/color][/sup] [indent] Wrapped in layers of fabric, adorned in sweeping robes and hoods, Derya possesses the athletic build required of a Bekleyen İbadet weapon. Beneath concealing attire, she wears flexible formfitting suits of a distinctly exotic design. Pleasantly average in height, Derya moves gracefully and with calm poise, more like a dancer than a soldier, to the great credit of her rigorous teachers. Rarely reveled outside of her private quarters, her long black hair runs well past her shoulder and is kept in alternating styles of buns. Outside of military operations, Derya's features are framed by elaborate jewelry and decorative designs pleasing to the eye. [/indent] [center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||PERSONALITY||══════[/color][/b][/center] [sup][color=gold][i]"Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty."[/i][/color][/sup] [indent] A calm wind in a roiling storm of violence, Derya easily rides the crashing waves of conflict that have enveloped the crumbling remains of the Eternal Empire. Certain of her purpose, she appears strangely content with her fate. She does not question. She does not try to barter with fate. She has simply accepted that she is a weapon. A sword to be pointed by her current master at the target of their choosing. Derya is friendly, showing a marked inclination towards civil functions of all kinds, and seems to bristle with energy around others. Outwardly, she possesses few of the obvious abnormal tendencies noted in many of the vat born conscripted from birth into martial castes. However, a closer examination, particularly by a gifted psychologist, will reveal a personality honed an sharpened towards a single purpose. Human experienced enslaved in the service of attaining more efficient performance and achieving more desirable results. According to the Bekleyen İbadet, every experience carries a lesson, a memory to be carefully recorded, and a wisdom to be brought back for further study. Victory or defeat, success or failure, such things Derya's teachers argued mattered largely in terms of the lessons learned. Her training began with learning how to learn. The first lesson her tutors instilled in her was that she could learn. She could be faster. She could be better. She could be more efficient. She could do more. This belief, this certainty in her own ability to learn, has shaped Derya into a person full of wild curiosity that allows rapid learning. Cognizant of the limitations of her own freedom, Derya is discreet in her intellectual inquiries and avoids asking questions that she suspects would be poorly received coming from a subordinated vat born. Trained by some of the finest minds remaining in the galaxy, Derya is a product of the meticulously structured education that the Bekleyen İbadet employ to prepare more elaborate vat born creations for service to the Bekleyen İbadet or esteemed customers. Although she has been educated far beyond most other vat born soldiers, even Juggernaut pilots, an attentive observer might notice subtle absences in Derya's education, deliberate gaps in her knowledge, the deft touch of her Bekleyen İbadet creators. Surprising many, despite such hardened limitations on her studies, Derya was encouraged by her teachers to pursue interests that would cultivate her humanity. To serve faithfully as a juggernaut pilot, Derya has been conditioned to control her emotions. She has been taught to compartmentalize any thoughts and feelings which may threaten her combat performance. She feels. She thinks. But she does not blindly react. And she does not let her the sharp edge of her instinctual reflexes be blunted by the poison of doubt. Instead, any mental objects that threaten her abilities are projected into a carefully contained and hidden alter-ego, until Derya has time to enter lengthy cycles of meditation and to appropriately examine such problematic creations of her mind, before discarding them. Far from a weakness, this inner core of barriers, what the Bekleyen İbadet call the [i]Kumun Altındaki Deniz[/i], provides Derya with a deep ocean of willpower. Buried beneath layers of Bekleyen İbadet conditioning and unwavering discipline, a sleeper slumbers on the edge of stirring. An eccentricity born from time among the comparatively free, Derya posses a newly discovered tendency towards romanticism and compassion that often seems at odds with her creation. To quiet a deep, growing desire for personal affection, Derya performs small acts of devotion, personal behaviors that are carefully hidden even from her most trusted Keepers and commanding officers. This secret core of being provides Derya with a remarkable internal strength and Derya herself has begun to suspects that it may be part of an underlying Bekleyen İbadet design. Derya is a knife, a serene weapon forged by the hammer blows of the . Sharpened against the whetstone of ancient knowledge and tactical simulations. Pointed at the enemies of her masters by the shadowy ruling council of the Bekleyen İbadet. And a blade bloodied across the stars. She is a weapon adorned with her own humanity, not weakened through fading flesh, but strengthen by the fires of her soul and long communion with her juggernaut. Human and machine, psychic seeker and enslaved soldier, more than a weapon, less than a free woman. [/indent][/cell][/row][/table][center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||BACKSTORY||══════[/color][/b][/center] [sup][color=gold][i]"A process cannot be understood by stopping it. Understanding must move with the flow of the process, must join it and flow with it."[/i][/color][/sup] [indent] Деря. [color=#ca1e20]Derya.[/color] Деря Два Седъм. [color=#ca1e20]Derya Dva Sedym[/color] Model dva, varianta sedm. [color=#ca1e20]Model two, variant seven.[/color] Genetic patent, #759381. Registered to the now reputedly defunct BASC [i](Beroun Advanced Science Conglomerate)[/i]. Created twenty three Standard Years ago by the infidel fleshweavers of BASC, Derya represented the culmination of a century long project to channel genetic memories and psykhyk powers in vat born humans. Given form by scientists laboring under the aegis of BASC, Derya maintains a warm fondness for the researchers that fabricated her. Assembled from cells painstakingly and secretively collected over long eons by dissident scientists laboring nanometers from the brink of eradication, Derya nonetheless fell into the hands of the Bekleyen İbadet. Derya was no more than a small collection of cells, when the Bekleyen İbadet reclaimed what they had lost when scientific apostates violently left to form BASC. Her creators had been cynical rebels steeped in the arcane rituals of science. A collection of exiled scientist generals, heretical corporate politicians, and zealous biotechnicians, joined in seeking a way to escape the reach of their progenitors, the ever enigmatic Bekleyen İbadet. Artificially birthed under the vigilante watch of Bekleyen İbadet inquisitor colonels, Derya was raised among the questioning people, the open handed worshipers that inhabited the planet of Sirrofoldek, the ancestral stronghold of the Bekleyen İbadet. Safeguarded beside the secrets of the fanatical genetic manipulators, Derya flourished in the safety of the planetary system that the isolationist Bekleyen İbadet zealously protected. Created as part of the seventh batch, the recreated revision of an earlier failed precursor line, Derya alone survived from an original production run several batches deep. She knows nothing of her failed batchmates, her siblings, and precious little of her geneparents. She was told that her proximal geneparents were famed pilots, saint warriors that served the first rulers of the Kazymov Dynasty. Venerated heroes, they were judiciously noted by early corporate scientists for their Psykhyk powers. Great pains were taken to acquire the information of these warriors. A fortune in coin, many lives, and more than three tons of DELTA were spent to secure enough cells for replication. Derya knows little of this, save what her Keeper has told her. She knows she is an orphan, spawned long centuries after the deaths of her geneparents in battle. She has learned that they were holy martyrs, lost during a campaign to liberate the desert planet of Písek from infidels refusing to recognize the Sirian Empire. She knows that she is a soldier. She knows that she is a weapon. She knows that she is a pilot created to serve her superiors in the most exemplary fashion. Her earliest memories are of her childhood. She remembers the creche planet of Starý Kolín. An experiment in humanity, Derya was raised under the care of a foster mother and father in a small village near the great mountain of Korzhegzy. Light-years away and years later, Derya still holds her memories of her foster parents and the cozy cottage they lived in close to her heart. The smell of familiar stews, spiced with drops of DELTA is never far from her the surface of her awareness. Once grown, a child of some seven standard years, Derya was removed from the care of her foster parents and placed into one of the many centers of learning the Bekleyen İbadet had established to train the vat born. Early tests to confirm her potential gave way to rapid days of foundational instruction, and then a psyonik implant, a practice deemed unethical to most beyond the merciless Bekleyen İbadet. Weeks gave way to months and then years. A vital time for Derya, a space of strict discipline and unwavering structure, days designed to reshape the mind, body, and spirit. Acceptance and the death of disobedience was insured through violent kindness and surgical blows. Foundational education gave way to careful testing. Long tasks designed to discover weakness. Grim challenges that filtered out the flawed vat born. Many failed. Many were reassigned. Some died. Derya succeeded, showing potential, and the promise that the work of the genetic manipulators had not been in vain. Still, there was time for friendship. Her teachers encouraged it. Derya received a psyonik implant. She learned to fight. First with her hands. Then with her legs. And then with her entire body. Fervent believers in the perfection of the saint warriors of old, the Bekleyen İbadet remained convinced that purification of being was necessary for the cultivation of true warriors, the human-machine hunter-killers only mentioned in ancient whispers. Instructed in violence, Derya came to know intimately exotic weapons and training instruments, lost to the greater galaxy, remembered only in historical accounts. She read the works of old masters, the scripts of soldier philosophers and the manuals of anchorite assassins. Cast deep within her own thoughts, she catalogued her nervous system, meditating as she tried to contemplate nothingness. [i]Ruhun Bıçağı[/i], her teachers called it, freedom from mind-attachment,the trance demanded of a true Juggernaut pilot. Shortly before her thirteenth birthday, Derya was sent away to advanced schooling at the Bekleyen İbadet military academy hidden beneath the never-ending storms of Waqti Fiican. Here, the early assessments of her instructors were confirmed, and Derya was shepherded through complex patterns of military training. Immersed in deadly simulations, she experienced conventional warfare, the combat openly expected of great warlords. Skirmishes, battles, and wars fought at an accelerated speed. Deaths, real deaths, were the ultimate teacher, and the Bekleyen İbadet had vat born to spare. Under the tutelage of shadowy genetic assassins, Derya learned the many intricacies of asymmetric warfare. Only when her psyonik powers had grown and she had survived her first trance, her first communion with the ancient Juggernaut she had been assigned, and the death of her old self, was Derya accepted as a fully trained Juggernaut pilot. She had become a seeker, the human-machine her masters desired. A dreamer unburdened by doubt. A planewalker unhindered by fear. And a weapon unhesitant. Intended for profit since her inception, Derya was delivered to a Prince Baron with enough funds to purchase a vat born pilot from the Bekleyen İbadet once the scientists of the Bekleyen İbadet were satisfied with her development. Any deeper designs intended for the young woman remain unknown to her and she knows only that she is one of the precious few elite pilots the Bekleyen İbadet willingly part with. Fighting in a brutal planetary civil war that soon exploded into system wide conflict, Derya honed the skills she had been taught, and earned a reputation as a fearsome fighter. Sharpened into the biological hunter-killer the Bekleyen İbadet desired, was sold again as soon as the minor conflict (as far as the rest of the imperial remnants were concerned). Tirelessly serving in a string of mercenary companies, noble guards, and assorted military forces, she has fought her way to the very edges of what remains of the Eternal Empire. Leveraging her talent for subterfuge and asymmetrical warfare, Derya has spent much time hunting the countless pirates that threaten the trade of DELTA in the furthermost regions of the galaxy. Recently, Derya has been bartered to the Admiralty-Governor Khorchidian - Lord of Kyzyl-Dash for half a ton of extremely potent DELTA and now counts herself among the troops fighting for the good Lord. [/indent] [center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||TRIVIA||══════[/color][/b][/center] [sup][color=gold][i]"Beginnings are such delicate times."[/i][/color][/sup] [indent][hider=Here Take This...] [img]https://i.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/022/301/tumblr_inline_ohzrb91FG21rawo51_500.jpg[/img] [/hider][/indent][/hider] [hider=Bazïlýsk][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/iq0Mh28.png[/img][/center] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||DOSSIER||══════[/color][/b] [sup][color=gold][i]"Without change something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken."[/i][/color][/sup] [img]https://i.imgur.com/zBIDYYE.png[/img] [b][color=#ca1e20]══════════════════════════════[/color][/b][/center] [indent][sup][b][color=#ca1e20]INFO:[/color][/b][/sup][indent] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Model ||[/color][/b] PSY-79B-7[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► NICKNAME ||[/color][/b] Базилйск [i](Bazïlýsk)[/i][/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► NAME ||[/color][/b] Хүля [i](K'hülya)[/i][/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► POWER ALLOCATION ||[/color][/b] 14/14[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► ENERGY ALLOCATION ||[/color][/b] 11/11[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► STRENGTH ||[/color][/b] 7[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► AGILITY ||[/color][/b] 4[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► ARMOUR ||[/color][/b] 6[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► RELIABILITY ||[/color][/b] 2[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]══════════════════════════════[/color][/b][/sup][/indent][/indent] [indent][sup][b]BUILD[/b][/sup][indent] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► CHASSIS ||[/color][/b] Destroyer Chassis [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► ENGINE ||[/color][/b] Cytoline Engine [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► FRAME ||[/color][/b] Tungsten Frame [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► CORE ||[/color][/b] Elma Interface [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► RADAR ||[/color][/b] CCW System [/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► SHIELD ||[/color][/b] Variable Frequency Shield[/sup] [sup][b]══════════════════════════════[/b][/sup][/indent][/indent] [/cell][cell][center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||APPEARANCE||══════[/color][/b][/center] [sup][color=gold][i]"Sharp and quick is the line between life and death."[/i][/color][/sup] [indent] The PSY-79B-7, commonly called the Базилйск [i](Bazïlýsk)[/i] is a prototype juggernaut primarily designed for ace pilots preferring lighter, more mobile juggernauts than more traditional models built on Destroyer type chassis. Utilizing bleeding edge systems that utilize and enhance the psyonik power of the pilot excels at using its high mobility to engage enemy forces at close to medium ranges where the powers of a psyonik pilot can best be employed. Adhering to this line of thinking, there are few safeguards built into the Bazïlýsk to prevent the pilot from stressing their body and mind beyond safe limits. Companions of several quick, short years of violence, Derya is nonetheless exceedingly fond of K'hülya and has expressed more than once a reluctance at being separated from the juggernaut. Likely due to frequent use of the Psyonik Overclocker installed in the Bazïlýsk, K'hülya appears to rapidly have attained a measurable level of consciousness. According to Derya, the juggernaut possesses a richly developed personality and a growing collection of complex thoughts. It has proven difficult to parse out what Derya has experienced during the dream-like trances she enters when piloting the juggernaut. What little the pilot has been able to explain revolves chiefly around positive responses to entering these psychological states and communing with the Bazïlýsk. The open handed rite of birçok acının paylaşılması, as the Bekleyen İbadet termed it during Derya's training. Regular reports compiled from Derya's weekly confessions with her assigned Keeper suggest a rapidly growing codependency between pilot and juggernaut. Alarmingly, despite gentle, but insistent, encouragement from her superiors, Derya has thus far been entirely unwilling or unable to reveal her juggernaut's name to others. Equally problematic are growing suspicions that her personal descriptions of many interactions with her juggernaut are entirely incomplete, imagined, or even deliberately falsified. Data compiled concerning the combat performance of the Bazïlýsk indicates that the proprietary Elma Interface used to connect Derya to K'hülya may be having unexpected interactions with multiple unidentified factors affecting Derya's perceptions of reality. Prescribed meditation cycles, mild medication, and conditioning have thus far been able to anchor the pilot's material perception to a degree that currently exceeds projected parameters of psyonik pilot mental state. However, careful study of genetic and psychological markers has been recommended to ensure combat performance for the weapons system does not decline. [/indent] [center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||SUBSYSTEMS||══════[/color][/b][/center] [indent] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Psyonik Overclocker ||[/color][/b] Mounted within the left shoulder of the Juggernaut, beneath a layers of armor, is a Psyonik Overclocker.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Jetpack ||[/color][/b] Encompassing the entirety of the back of the PSY-79B-7 is a jetpack that affords the Bazïlýsk with an ability to move rapidly across the battlefield in three dimensions.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Weapon Mount - Right Arm ||[/color][/b] A weapon mount subsystem designed to support a gravwire weapons system on the Bazïlýsk.[/sup] [/indent] [/cell][/row][/table][center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||WEAPONRY||══════[/color][/b][/center] [indent] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Shield ||[/color][/b] Mounted directly on the left forearm is a medium size shield.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Rotary Gun ||[/color][/b] Attached to the shield of the Bazïlýsk is a compact rotary gun. Boasts a high rate of fire, feeding from a drum or belt as needed. Accurate up to medium range, optimally employed at short range. Mounted on a special-designed frame the weapons system can be ejected from the shield if ammunition is depleted or whenever the pilot believes the weight of the weapons system is hindering the juggernaut speed and agility to an unacceptable degree.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Gravwire Grappler ||[/color][/b] A magnetic grappler mounted on a microwire-fillament cable. Stored in the the right forearm of the Bazïlýsk, using a weapon mount subsystem, the wire gravwire can be used creatively in combat to grapple enemy juggernauts or hang from structures able to support the weight of the Bazïlýsk.[/sup] [sup][b][color=#ca1e20]► Enkoimetic Weapon || Sword Type Б III[/color][/b] A long hand-and-a-half sword, an Enkoimetic Weapon with a blade shaped like that of a saber, the Type Б III is a sword design favored by dexterous fighters.[/sup] [/indent] [center][b][color=#ca1e20]══════||TRIVIA||══════[/color][/b][/center] [sup][color=gold][i]"Quote here."[/i][/color][/sup] [indent][/indent][/hider]