Oh would you look at that, only took 3-4 weeks to get this done.



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[COLOR=SLATEGRAY][CENTER][sup][h1][center][img]https://i.redd.it/gv1o298v6s591.jpg[/img][/center][b][center][color=black] Master Sergent Edward Lance[/color]
[color=0054a6]Master Sergent Edward Lance[/color][/center]
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[color=0054a6][sup][i]"No, why would it be easy. When is anything ever easy?"[/i][/sup][/color][/CENTER][table][row][/row][row][cell][center][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T[/color]
[color=0054a6]C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T[/color] [/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup][img]https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/f6/Andrew_Lincoln_%2842749683025%29_%28cropped%29.jpg/250px-Andrew_Lincoln_%2842749683025%29_%28cropped%29.jpg[/img]
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[color=0054a6]C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
[sub][COLOR=darkgray]Master Sergent Edward Lance[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]58[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Male[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]CMA, UNSC Marines, UNSC ODST Corps[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Harvest[/COLOR][/sub][/center]
[indent][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] W E A P O N S  &  E Q U I P M E N T[/color]
[color=0054a6]W E A P O N S  &   E Q U I P M E N T[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
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[indent][sub][b][color=0054a6] W E A P O N S  &  E Q U I P M E N T[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ M7 Caseless submachine Gun[/b][/color] [/color][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Combat Knife[/b][/color] [/color][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ C-7 Foaming Explosive gear[/b][/color] [/color][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Data pad[/b][/color] [/color][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Electrical tools[/b][/color] [/color][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Non Military issued rations[/b][/color] [/color][/sup][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent]

[indent][sub][b][color=0054a6]   S K I L L S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Combat engineer[/b][/color]

[color=0054a6][b]◼ Standard Infantry combat[/b][/color]

[color=0054a6][b]◼ Demolitions[/b][/color]
 
[color=0054a6][b]◼ Motorpool[/b][/color]

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[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][indent][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=0054a6]O T H E R  I N F O R M A T I O N[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
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[indent][sub][b][color=0054a6]   M I S C  I N F O[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Rank: Master Sergent[/b][/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Homeworld: Harvest[/b][/color][/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ Edward Lance has spent much of his career trying to prevent his own guys from killing people who are supposed to be their allies. Sometimes they are humans, sometimes they are aliens.[/b][/color][/color]

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[indent][sub][b][color=0054a6]   T H E M E  S O N G[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=0054a6][b]◼ [/b][/color] [url=https://youtu.be/K3SUPPeuRdU?si=LDz1eBMZIzX1D--x]Wonderlust King[/url]
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[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][/cell][cell][INDENT][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] S E R V I C E  R E C O R D...[/color]
[color=0054a6]S E R V I C E  R E C O R D...[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT]

	Edward Lance's service history began as an unskilled laborer in the motor pool within the CMA. Driving everything from warthogs, to forklifts, and on a couple occasions a Pelican. He would later claim that piloting aircraft was the worst job he ever had to work, and was thankful to never have to do it outside of moving old craft from one maintenance point to another. Edward was never a die hard loyalist though. Not to the UNSC, to Earth, the CMA, or even Harvest. To Edward Lance, his job was just that, a job to do to pay the bills, earn a pension, and retire comfortably when he got old in the frontiers of space. While serving in a storage complex just off Paris IV, Edward had gotten the news of the invasion of the Covenant on Harvest, and had heard the devastating figures coming in. Due to how spotty communication was, himself and others within his unit didn't know for sure what had happened until nearly a dozen other colonies had also fallen. Even then, many assumed the UNSC had gotten fed up and began to isolate and lay siege problem planets. Cutting them off from the rest of the galaxy. Though Edward Lance didn't believe that, he believed the rumors of aliens wiping out whole colonies while the UNSC got their collective assess handed to them. But as fewer and fewer ships returned to port, fewer and fewer enlisted men returned from deployment, it was clear that even if it wasn't aliens, it was bad.

	The absorption of the CMA into the UNSC navy was a slow one. Edward Lance had to reenlist into the Marines to keep his job and hopefully his pension. Years later, he would learn that would be lost too as well as his homeworld. It took years to get confirmation on what had happened to his friends and loved ones, and every time he learned more, he was more and more disappointed to read who was missing and confirmed dead. Lance spent several years just focused on his work. "Soon this war will be over and you'll be done. Soon you can make a new home, a new life, and this nightmare will end." Soon became nearly 25 years. His unit, originally motor pool, was converted into an improvised combat engineer unit to fill the gaps of experienced combat engineers lost during the war. Edward Lance had been one of the lucky ones, having not been in too many engagements himself. The ones he had been in were devastating to his unit. Losing so many men that by the time Reach fell, he was the last member left of the original CMA unit that had been folded over into the marines. Some were killed, others wounded so badly they could never function. Edward Lance? Never anything more than scratches, light burns, and on two cases, a mild concussion. Some men went missing, presumed dead. Others went awol trying to escape the fighting, or joining up with insurrection remnants hidden within human space. Lance was thankful his unit was rarely deployed against rebels, and never in combat roles. He wasn't sure if that was done intentionally due to the original unit's ties to the CMA, or if it was pure luck, but he was thankful none the less. He'd rather face endless hordes of the Covenant rather than bear arms against his former neighbors. 

	When Earth was attacked, Edward Lance had been redeployed into the streets of New Mombasa with orders of Scorched Earth. Destroy every bridge the Covenant press. Level every building they hold up in. Mine every street they tried to cross. Make the bastards bleed for every inch. He'd later be quoted saying that when the shooting finally stopped, his hands felt like they weren't working right because they couldn't readjust to not shooting anymore. Edward Lance however did not escape this battle unscathed. A piece of debris from a bridge had crushed part of his leg pretty early in the fighting. With front lines being as muddy and messy as a swamp, Lance was patched up and sent back out. Two Plasma bolts would melt his armor trough, causing severe burns on his chest and chin. When that was patched up he was sent back out to have a needle  shard pass clean through the same leg that had been crushed only weeks before. When the medical station in Cuba he had been laid up in was about to be overrun, Edward Lance had participated in their last stand in a desperate attempt to stop the brutes from overrunning their position. Himself and other combat engineers from his unit would orchestrate a mix of improvised explosives using scuttle charges from a downed warship, mining charges packed in containers filled with shell casings from their rifles, and improvised fire bombs made from medical compounds used only the week before to treat their wounds. Edward Lance and his men, combined with other wounded, and the medical staff would hold their position until the war finally ended. When the relief and rescue teams came they came across gaunt starving men surrounded by improvised barricades made of storage crates and the bodies of fallen aliens, armed with guns with less than a dozen bullets each, and bandaged up with whatever rags could pass as clean enough. Most had trouble believing it was finally over. Edward Lance however simply smiled when he heard the news, and could be quoted stating "About fucking time." With a limp that would never properly heal, old age finally making life harder, and the deadliest war in human history coming to an end, Edward Lance decided he was finally ready to retire. 

	Retirement was far from what Edward Lance had hoped for. Between paperwork being a mess due to a near genocidal war, a massive refugee crisis, and few colony worlds remaining to live out a comfortable retirement, Edward attempted to retired as a mechanic on Earth with what limited pension he could muster up. After years of this, Edward Lance made the decision that retirement was not for him. Not yet anyways. Humanity was not in a position to allow for men like him to rest easy. Reenlisting Edward Lance would rejoin the Marine Corps as an ODST Master Sergent. Much the same work he was doing during the war, just with far, far less shooting. Something that Master Sergent Lance was more than happy with. Sure, he got the occasional combat drop. And sure, then there would be shooting. But it was rarely the kind of shooting that led to whole companies being wiped out in a weekend. A much better improvement to the old war vet. After all, how many galactic ending events can take place in one man's life? Sure, Earth would get nearly wiped out a few times since he reenlisted, AI overthrew the human race, and a covenant splinter group had jumped started a new major conflict, then another one when the first one was subdued. And smaller ones would still pop up from time to time. And now he worked side by side with the same species that tried to wipe his kind off the face of the galaxy! All in all, still an improvement to the old combat engineer. 







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