Name | Tristan Bradford
Gender | Male
Age | 27
Nationality | American
Service | United States Army
Rank | 2nd Lieutenant
Experience | Veteran
• Height | 5"11
• Weight | 145 lbs.
• Build | Average, a little bit above military standards.
• Hair Colour | Brown
• Eye Colour | Blue
• Tristan often enjoys burning off stress at the local pub or bar.
• Pizza is his favorite food.
• Enjoys stargazing with a telescope.
• Friendly • Troublesome
• Responsible • Shortsighted
• Hardworking • Suspicious
Tristan is a easy to get along with and understanding pilot. He will keep an open ear for his comrades who sometimes need to vent frustrations; and get the heavy thoughts of their mind. Regardless of the different Nations they serve in this war. Pilots are all teammates to one another through their trouble travels. Of course he does have his own doubts sometimes regarding the politics behind the scenes. Sometimes even voicing his grudges as, these selfish choices of the pencil pushers can and do get soldiers killed for no reason at times. Putting his complaints aside though, his first and foremost duty is to the Flight of pilots he will be working with.
Tristan was born in the town of Urbana, in the state of Illinois. On the date of March 7, 1978. Born an only child, Tristan's parents both had careers in the National Guard. Which they were stationed, not far from the nearby town of Urbana.
Having been an only child, born into a military family. Tristan didn't have any hardships to speak of growing up. With the occasional spats between other children in school over the normal immature reasons. He had his normal groups of friends and lives relatively peaceful in the center of the US. School was more like a chore to him, than an actual activity he enjoyed. Sometimes finding himself skipping homework, or avoiding classes by hanging outside in the recess yard. He earned a bad reputation as a slacker among the staff at school.
As the time at middle school passed and high school approached rapidly. Tristan saw a shift in his focus after his father had a heart to heart conversation with his son. The young boy didn't have plans for the future, he simply wanted to live a peaceful life in America, not bothered by anyone. Left alone to his future job, activities, and maybe family later on. His father, hoping for something more out of his blood, started to pry him with ideas of future careers. Pushing his hopes of Tristan becoming more than what he was able to in his own growing up.
Tristan's father was regulated to the National Guard some years after service in the United States Army. With the war against the Beta in full swing, along with Tactical Surface Fighters being a mainstay weapon. The father had tried to apply himself to become a pilot in his later years. He explained to his son that he wasn't able to make the cut for a TSF pilot. Due to his age and relatively low scores that followed him from his lenient years in high school and college. Not wishing to see the same happen to his son. The father made arrangements for his son to see a TSF in person.
Visiting the Whiteman Air Force Base in Missouri. Tristan was introduced to the F-4 Phantom, a first generation Tactical Surface Fighter built by the United States. At fourteen years old, the young man became enthralled with the machine. The impression the chassis gave, the power it instilled, and the freedom of flight he witnessed at it took off from the base. It was like a missing piece of the puzzle fell into place.
A dramatic change took place over the next four years that Tristan entered high school. The unfocused, lazy, and somewhat trouble making child began to push harder for better grades. No, he didn't settle for just above average he did he upmost to be the best in the class. While he didn't make it to the top honors in his schooling, he didn't at least make it enough to earn some scholarships to trade schools.
After graduating from high school, Tristan pursued his career in the military. Joining up with the United States Army and filling to join the Tactical Surface Pilot program. It was a hard road, that introduced the young man to a variety of new elements. He had to learn how to work as a element, a team, put service before self, and war.
While his main goal was to learn about TSFs and pilot them. Ultimately it become about how Tristan could help others during the war. Piloting the TSFs gave him great pleasure, it was why he signed up. But now he had a reason to pilot them beyond that. Helping people in the war, engaging the BETA whenever he was assigned a mission.
After finishing his training, Tristan was assigned to a garrison base in Japan for his first assignment. Where he took part in the defense against the BETA invasion of 1998. Then was later assigned to the European Front. Where he was hardened in light of the atrocities he witnessed when fighting against the BETA.
In light of it though, he stills fights for the betterment of America and it's allies. Being assigned to the 212th Tactical Armored Battalion, as of 2004.