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A N T R E A N  A I R  D E F E N C E  - 4 5 0 T H  A N G E L  S Q U A D R O N

It was all over.

The skies that had been orange with flames had finally withered to nothing more than smoke and dust, all lost to the wind of old as the battle settled down and the victors remained high in the sky. It was official the 450 had won their first sortie, there was time for celebration and then there was time for mourning. The Major was MIA after he was taken out, that was just another body for the SAR to find. While a majority of the squad had survived, there were some that failed to stay in the air. Lancer & Carter respectively, they simply could not beat their aces without going down.

Zarkev's plane slammed into Carter's also exploding but it was turned into little bits of rubble after the A-10 strafed it. Buh-bye. The air space was clean except for a few parachutes that were going down. The ones that were near the base or ontop of the base were intercepted by the security forces below therefore ending the reign of terror that the Vlhakians had over the skies of little AFB Vlasko. For now there was silence, but the threat wasn't gone - it wouldn't be gone, this was just a reprieve of a sign of what's to come.

The fire crews on the ground were putting out some of the fires, while alot of people were being processed by the military and civilian medical personnel. The people of Hammond were safe as that bomber over them stopped just short, however killing a few cattle with the wreckage. The town was confused by the attack aswell as some military units from Henderson, they arrived at the town and started helping out with their small plight. The Cowboys were heroes, and the Angels were aswell. Meanwhile the Angel's radios turned on and a familiar old man voice came over it.

    AWACS Gravestone: "Angels, RTB - SAR is on the way for you sorry folks on the ground."

J O H N N Y  L O V E C R A F T
29 | Male | 6'3 | B+ 

General Information

“So, this is fate?”

NAME:
Johnny Lovecraft

ALIASES // TITLES:
'Young Johnny'

SEX:
Male

AGE:
29

APPEARANCE:

Johnny stands at a solid six foot three, he appears to be of a muscular build and has hazel eyes, he has a deep scar on his left cheek. His casual wear usually consists of old scrapteam BDUs and a under shirt, while when he is working he is usually casual business wear usually without a tie and it's usually a pretty comfortable suit - Johnny has one of many. When it comes to combat, Johnny usually selects a light-weight exo-suit and his scrapteam uniform. Somedays you cant put that past behind you.

OCCUPATION:
Scrapteam Crew Lead /=/ Legal Counsel

Psychological Profile

“Wow, talk about remorse.”

 Jokester | Abrasive | Charming | Power-Hungry | Dedicated | Scarred (some positive and some negative)

PERSONAL GOAL:

Johnny's goal is simply to continue to acquire wealth and fame through his actions in the Pirate's campaign, the Pirates are simply an under dog in this election and if they were to win as the under dogs - Johnny would get some of the credit of course. The party looks less than legal, and besides when you need something illegal done always check with the legal guy. Thereof course were other parties that offered him more money to work for their campaigns, but Johnny is a wild card and isn't held down by traditional corporate culture.

CAMPAIGN GOAL:

Johnny will attempt to keep the Pirate party from being thrown out of the race due to some... legal differences. Aswell if the need arises, protect Serena if needed but a federal security detail should be able to cover that. In the end, secure their complete victory in the city.

PERSONAL PHILOSOPHY:

It's a dog eat dog world.

If you want to survive you'll need to have your wits about you and a hard grip on your .45 because the world is going to fight back and fight back with everything it's got. There is someone out there training harder and better than you, ready to kill you when your time comes. You just have to come and hit the world back harder, the belief that you can do anything if you set your mind to it is one Johnny holds. You can take the world by the balls, you just have the guts to try.

POLITICAL PHILOSOPHY:

Anti-Corporate could be a word to describe alot of things.

The corporations are killing the world, but who wants to be apart of that? Someone who is in it for the money of course, but that would be just right for Johnny? No, he's looking for something more - imagine a world where you didn't have to look over your back because of a post you liked. The world was simply better off with less regulaiton, less fear and more freedom. That's a stepping stone the Pirate Party seemed they could achieve, Johnny believed it.

SECRETS:

Dubai, New Korea, Toyko-2. How many jobs has he done, they were all sketchy some more than others. Crimes were committed, and not the haha I stole from a store kind of crimes either. These black ops, if leaked would spell the end of Lovecraft.

FEARS:

Corporate Death Squad 

The chills, the fear, the paranoia it will all come down in the end. A team will kick in the door and corpse old Johnny Lovecraft. The future is catching up.

REPUTATION:

Johnny's reputation is mostly blank, a scrapteam member is better left unidentified during their work than identified lest he want his family kidnapped and his dog sold on the cyber-dog fight show (the worst punishment a dog could face). Johnny is known more so as a break-out legal success and a 'former' mercenary of the Scrapteam. Those who have good memories may remember him as a kid as a short-lived armed robber, his reputation is mostly coming from his involvement with the eccentric Pirate Party.

LIKES:

- Firearms
- Hot Babes
- Money
- Irish Car Bomb (the drink)
- Rationale Discussion
- Side Work
- Books
- Money again

DISLIKES:

- Corporate slimeballs
- Paying bills
- The law
- People without a plan
- The Enforcers
- AUGMENTATIONS!!!

QUIRKS:

- Johnny is paranoid, you'll never know what he has going on in his head.
- Anti-Aug, one of the few pure humans who don't indulge in the augmentation lifestyle.
- Johnny owns a jellyfish named Mr. Wiggles.

Background Information

“Yea, I'm a big deal - I know.”

Imagine being born in such a shit hole you know it from the second you are born? That's Seattle for you it's just a heaping pile of shit just waiting to be chucked into the dumpster where a corporate team will dispose of it with hellfire plasma blasters, yea those exist. The one thing I learned growing up is everyone want to fuck you over for some reason, especially me! When I dropped out of school my dad said I'd be nothing, he was a big prick of a doctor and my mom ran off with the insurance broker from Freekcorp, so who was I suppose to listen to? I listended to the streets and damn that's where I ended up making my fortune, ran with a gang called the Main St. Gutters but they got smoked by the Civilis Ciphers. That's when I went to make it on my own.

Did a few armed robberies, got me thrown in corporate jail and that's when I realized I wanted out from this cyber hell. The guards didn't do much to rehabilaite me, probably agitated me a bit more than they ended up realizing. Yea, when I came out I was a new man not in the sense that I was going to stop but - no one was going to stop me. I joined up with a Scrapteam Cell in Seattle but quickly moved from stateside to the world. Yea travelling the world was cool, all these black ops living job to job was a weird lifestyle. I lost alot of weight but gained it back when I got out.

I dont like augs maybe I should of made that clear from the start, I'm just not one of those people that cucked for the cybernetic culture. It's dangerous and the effects are life changing, I was able to survive this long against augged targets, soldiers whatever with my wits and a team. Of course we had some generous gear but we didn't need to get our heads fried to see it work. Yea, fast forward a few years and when I mean a few years I mean a long ass time. I'm old, getting old I'm also a senior in my profession - but it's time for a career change. A old man can do a young mans job.

I went back to school as a corporate lawyer, in shitty old Seattle. Two things I didn't like, but I could see the money in it all, it was some kind of twisted devils advocate. I'm seeing that things aren't what I use to see them as, the world needs change if I'm going to do it then it might aswell be with some crazy, like the Pirate party.  Maybe I just want to see the world burn, I don't know anymore.

My first client was Serena of the Pirate Party while I was skeptical about helping her out at first I coulden't really say no it was my first big case. I took it and won the case, something about corporate fraud not much I really could care about but after finishing the case she asked me to stay on. She was impressed with my charisma, naturally, she wanted me to stay around for the campaign to help her win the seat on the council. Naturally I stayed, the pay which probably was illegal was good. Who could say no?

Operative Information

“I'm livin' a clean life.”

AUGMENTATIONS:

None!

EQUIPMENT:

FREEKFAST-EXO: An exosuit that increases speed, agility and dexerity. For all purposes, a fast exo-suit for recon and close quarters battle.

114 GACK Blaster: 14 Shot Plasma pistol, semi-automatic. Compact, sleek, deadly.

Screamer 50 Assault Rifle: 7.62x39m - 30RND - 600RPM

FedPDA - A cracked, untraceable PDA.

KillStyle Clothing - A sleek and cool suit, made for badass lawyers.

Inter-Law: All things related to law, in one cyber-textbook.

SKILLS:

Combat Veteran:

Johnny has seen combat before, he's been in multiple fights leaving him at an advantage as a skilled ex-merc - should the situation call for it.

Silver Tongued:

Making him a good lawyer, is Johnny's ability to sway anyone - he is extremely charming and knows his word placement. He could probably talk himself out of being arrested, it comes with the cockiness.

FLAWS:

Paranoid

What!? Who's that, who the fuck is following me... What the? 

Party-goer

The life of the party, literally - there isn't a time where Johnny will say no to a party. Sometimes, partying can be too much, especially the synth-coke.

Act first, think later.

Living by a in-the-moment motto, Johnny often makes critical mistakes in situations where he should just simply think before acting.

NOTES:

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