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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 6:21 am
Name: Weiss (Pronun: Vice) Age: 23 Race: Caldinator. (info below) Position/Rank: Mercenery Pilot Weapons: Katana which he keeps for sentimental value and a small assasains Pistol hidden in his robotic arm Skills: Increbible Reflexes and reaction speeds. Unique Fighting style. Bio: Joined The Army Purely because of the money and The combat oppertunitys. Personality: Sly, Violent if provoked. holds no respect for authority. But enjoys the finer things in life like Gambling, Drinking and fighting. Appearance: (6'0) Prostesis: Robotic right arm and Left eye. His robotic eye has a built in laser sight which he can activate and deactivate by tensing eyebrow muscles. Caldinators: Caldinators are a race of Enhanced Humans but were almost completly annialated when they were considered to much of a threat. Caldinators brains prosses information faster then normal humans allowing for much faster Reflexes. Caldinators are also much stronger and faster than humans. You can allways tell a caldinator from a human by the infection patterns all over the body and the Odd colour to thier eyes. My Personal hanger http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=8412727
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:22 pm
Name: Chirico Hunter Age: 25 Race: Half-Human Half-Zentradi Position/Rank: Mobile Pilot Weapons: Customized energy pistol(eight shots), collapsible halberd into sword Skills: specialized in long range attacks, but is also proficient in melee. Can perform rudimentary repairs on the fly. Bio: A man from a border world known only as Gorando, he is a child of a zentron and a human female. He joined the Mobile Suit Defense Force at 15. He showed an aptitude for mecha warfare, specializing in long distance weaponry, from sniper rifles to artillery. He is also able to hold his own in close combat but prefers distance instead of face to face. He left the MSDF to seek adventure as a mercenary one year ago and has joined the Merc Mecha Army only a couple of weeks ago. He pilots a Mobile suit known as a Ric Dom that can be suited with different types of long distance weaponry. Personality: Easy going most of the time, but is very serious once combat has started or help is needed. Appearance:  5'8", wears the clothing shown most of the time. Prostesis: one cybernetic eye
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 2:35 am
Name: Falen Age: 34 Race: Altered Human Position/Rank: rookie Weapons: Great Sword Skills: Heavy Weapons specialist (in melee and guns) Bio: Falen is an altered human, her skin turned black from several experiments. It allows her to hide in the dark more effectively. Her eyes were also tampered with and are very sensitive to movement and light. She always played with the boys when she was younger, and at an early age began training in combat. She loved feeling power in her arms, and chose to wield heavy weapons. She had a bit of dislike for guns, feeling that they were unfair and weapons that didn't need skill to use. She loved swords, and stuck by them with a strong faith, and for many years they served her well. She trained for many long years in rural and urban fights, using her mutation as a method of stealth, and with her great physical strength she broke the defenses of her enemies. Eventually she did meet a warrior who bested her, despite her years of anti-gun training. However they recognized each other's strengths and when the battles ended they met up again. He was a master of guns, and she was a master of swords. They became close friends and began training each other in their own arts. A few years later, their old teams turned on them, joining forces. Falen's friend was killed, and Falen nearly died. Her new skills in the ways of gun fighting served her well, as did her newly enhanced swordplay. From that point she ran away from everything she had known. She found the MMA and, needing money, decided to join, but is slowly finding companionship more than money. Personality: Falen is a bit aggressive, but down to heart she is very sweet and strongly tries to protect people, since she failed to do so already. She loves combat of any kind, and is becoming more accepting to guns, especially since mechs use them as their primary weapons. However she still excells at melee combat and finds great thrill in tearing apart an enemy at close range. Her more wild and rambuncious side comes out when she ppilots a mech, but she still tries to be coordinated. She has incredible strength and is not afraid to use it to protect those in need. Appearance: Falen stands 6'3", a very tall woman. Her skin is a very dark grey, almost black, and her body is quite bulky, her muscles built up from years of training. Her muscles prove to be bigger than most men even. She has purple hair, cut shoulder length. Prostesis: Black skin for shadow hiding, and sensitive eyes for low light vision. She can also potentially see cloaked enemies, but she has to be specifically looking for on to see it. Her eyes do become overloaded in moderately high lighting, so she prefers darker rooms.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:40 am
Name: Auron (last name unknown) Nickname: Auron the Wicked Age: 32 Race: Human Position/Rank: Mech Pilot/Mechanic, Rank: Buck Private Weapons: twin rapid-fire laser pistols Skills: other than being a fierce mech pilot, he is a very skilled mechanic, and he is very good with computers, his mech specialty is standard assault tactics, as well as long range and anti-mech warfare Bio: A regular human who was a mechanic on a starship before it crashed on a moon near this planet, sadly, he was the only one to survive, and when the mech pilots found him, he decided to join the army Personality: calm, collected, never gets angry unless hes in his mech, in which case, all his emotions are set free by a special implant in the back of his skull Appearance:  ((finally found a picture of him)) Prostesis: (i dont know if this qualifies in this catagory, but ill put it here anyway) a specially designed microchip implanted in the back of his skull, only deactivates when he is in his mech, the chip controls his emotions, and, when inactive, lets them run free, turning him into a very emotional and deadly pilot (hence his nickname Auron the Wicked)
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 12:59 pm
Name: William Silent Age: early twenties Race: Human Position/Rank: rookie Weapons: Charged shock-gloves and a dagger Skills: Hand-to-hand combat and tactical evaluations Bio: William was obsessed with machines and war since he was a small child, and trained in the military as a marine. He learned about the mechs and instantly started training to pilot one. Personality: William is calm and hard to suprise, but his sarcasim sometimes get the better of him. He is slightly insain. Appearance (7ft tall): Prostesis: Electric ports down his back for direct control of the mech he is currently piloting. A large brain support collar on his neck that is connected to his spinal cord. It keeps his brain stable while he takes control of a mech through the ports on his back.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:30 pm
Name: Zack Fair ((No relation to the guy from FFVII)) Age: 23 Race: Human Position/Rank: 2nd Private Weapons: Desert Eagle handgun Skills: Kung Fu, Military Basic Training, Mech Suit training. Bio: Zack has escaped from a biogenetic engineering laboratory that he was placed in after being almost killed defending a city a few years earlier. He gets along with almost everybody and sticks up for the weak. He has a fighting heart that has never failed him before. He is on the run from agents from the secret orginazation known as the GUILE. The Genetic Underground International Laboratory of Experimentation. ((Sorry i couldnt think of anything else.)) Personality: Brave, righteous, angers kind of easily. Appearance (with height): Its in my signature. 6' 2" Prostesis: Genetic experimentation subject.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 3:17 am
Name: Tyrin Molchan Age: 25 Race: Cyber Auged Human Position/Rank: Private Weapons: Arm mounted shotgun and smoke launcher. Skills: Mech suit prototype testing, Cybernetic enhancements and programmed discipline Bio: The product of a private military research program, Tyrin is considered a failure since he refused to do combat unless he was facing other augmented troopers. He left the corporation who made him and became a mech pilot to take advantadge of his neural jack port and holo control training. There have been no great loves and only one friend in hsi life. Personality:Cool, calm, almost to the point of emotional deadness. Appearance:short white spiky hair, he has deep black skin covered in mechanical veins that glow differing colours depending on his orders to the machine in use. He wears a black leather jacket, combat boots and trousers and shades. Prostesis: Mechanical veins, arm replaced with combat shotgun and smoke launchers suite, all over link up ports, neural jack and holo sensory capablities in the neural sector of his brain.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 12:13 am
NAME: Kiryu
AGE: six (body appears to be in late adolescence, fails to age)
RACE: Cyborg
POSITION: None, at the moment.
WEAPONS: Self. Unbelievably agile and inhumanly strong. Durable form due to metal skeleton and mechanized organs. Master of hand to hand combat.
SKILLS: Syncs amazingly well with any machine (slow to learn, but quick to master, as though once the program to operate the machine has been downloaded it upgrades rapidly), fast learner, enhanced perceptual capacity, only one capable of syncing with her mecha. BIO: Born in a lab as a prototype for a planned small combat unit of Mech users, the emotional instability that accompanied her other traits was unexplainable, and put the project on hiatus. In a fit of emotional outbursts she synced with her Mecha without entering it, and used it to rampage through the labs, destroying the research that had enabled her creation and preventing any more like her from being made. She escaped and, through a complicated series of events, found herself invited to the complex by a seasoned mercenary who had viewed her lethal and unorthadox melee combat style, both in and out of her Mecha. She also possesses the ability to camoflauge, and can use burnable resources as secondary fuel.
PERSONALITY: Apathetic in most circumstances, it is her emotional outbursts that make Kiryu dangerous, as they add a chaotic shift to her actions that make her moves unpredictable. She derives little pleasure from life, except from battle and the exploration of her emotions, she possesses great curiosity about the thing humans call love, and wonders what it is like to share it with an entity beyond herself.
APPEARANCE: Short (5'4) with silver hair in a mess that reaches down to her ears. she is adorned in an all black outfit that covers all but her upper arms, waist, and above her breasts. Her skin is pale and eyes are pure red where the white should be, with vertical black slits for pupils.
PROSTESIS: Kiryu is formed from lab-grown flesh, mechanical parts, and an insulating mesh that prevents electrical mesh from ruining her circuitry. Though she has an authentically feminine form, complete with sex organs and anatomically correct musculature, next to nothing about Kiryu's body is truly human.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 4:58 am
Name: Drake Steele Age: 23 Race: Humanoid Position/Rank: Raw Recruit, Private Weapons: None Skills: Works incredibly well with computers and other machines, he can even get them to do things that others might not be able to (i.e., move extremely fast). Bio: Drake was born into a world controlled by a corrupt military. Hidden away by his parents, his only friend was technology. Because of this, his technological skills far outweigh his physical ones. When Drake turned 18 he left the planet in secret and drifted from military to military until he recieved his invitation. Personality: Drake is a laid-back and a self proclaimed loner. His social skills aren't the best, but he can associate with many people. Appearance: Drake stands a mere 5'10", and he weighs about 160lbs. He has medium length black hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. Prostesis: None
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 7:00 am
Name: Altair La-ahad Age: 29 Race: Human Position/Rank: Rookie Weapons: usally some sort of pistol or submachine gun, hiden blade. Skills: Stealth, Demolitions, Long range combat, short range combat Bio:Altair grew up as the son of a Officer in the military, Altair's father would constantly tell altair to join the service, But Altair didn't because he knew his father would boost him throught the ranks until he was in a position to not even be on the battlefield. So at the age of 19 Altair joined a group of Hitmen as an apprentince, He learnt, all of his skills from them, he also learnt how to maintain his mech and guns. Altair made a close friend of another Hitman apprentiance named William. Him and William had been ordered to do a small time Hit on a man in serious dept, but this man was smart he had gotten mercanaries to protect him. Altair lost part of his left arm and his left eye, William wasn't so lucky. Personality:Being raised by a military officer, Altair is well disiplined. But this dosn't mean he all business, he's fairly laid back and relaxed when not on duty Appearance sad height 6'6) Altair has short dirty blond hair, his good eye is a deep blue, his skin is slightly tanned, he normally wears a black t-shirt and urban fatuige pants when off duty. Prostesis:Left eye is a robotic eye, it looks similar to an eye patch . From his elbow down on his left arm is robotic, but he keeps this hidden with a speacil paint. His ring finger on his left hand is missing on purpose, there is a small slit where a hidden blade well come out whenever Altair simply thinks it.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 8:50 pm
Name: Day "The Lion" Noval Age: 24 Race: Human Position/Rank: Rookie Weapons: My personal favorite the Friensi 12 Shotgun Skills: Fine tuned reflexes. Demoltion Expert. Hand to hand combat. Very fast but not the fastest. Very strong but not the strongest Bio: Day was your averge guy nothing special. He just loves to play video games. He played the mech games and thought awesome I could do this and decided to join the Mech Army, but chewed off more then he can chew and doesn't know much about mechs besides videogames. He got the name "The Lion" from wrestling after winning his country's tournament Personality: Day is very disrespectful but respects the people that stand up to him. He will be your greatest Allie but he can be your worst enemie but he loves to joke around. Appearance: He is around 6'5. Blonde hair and muscular but kinda chubby looking. Always wearing jeans and usaully wearing a sweater. Handsome. whee Prostesis: None
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 8:40 am
Name: Avarna Age: 18 Race: Augmented Human Position/Rank: Private / raw recruit Weapons: Tofu, handgun Skills: karate, long range combat, communications, repair
Bio: Avarna was never recruited into the army, but has simply been in it all her life. She was born on the station, to two of the other mercenaries. her parents were able to afford some augmentation treatments for her at an early age, and not the experimental stuff either.
Personality: Avarna is friendly, if a little naive do to her leak of experience out of a controlled environment like the station. She makes friends easily, and knows everyone on the station, even if she doesn't have any lasting friendships. But she can be overly defensive at times.
Appearance She's a short 5' 3", with short purple hair (dyed), and can usually be found wearing a tight fitting pilot suit.
Prostesis: Has been genetically altered, to possess superior reflexes, speed and strength. She also has a neural jack implanted in the back of her neck.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 5:31 am
Name: David Lee Motoishiwa Age: 21 Race: Human Position/Rank: Private / raw recruit Weapons: 9mm desert eagle pistol Skills: Basic stuff Bio: Unknown Personality: A littile friendly, but also has a semi short temper and is very protective over his friends. Appearance: Prostesis: just one metal right arm. had a disagreement with a grenade
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 7:42 am
Name: Rokuo Cyto Age: 20 Race: Modified Human Position/Rank: Private / Raw Recruit Weapons: He carries a custom made sword that is both sword and gun. The handle of the sword carries a total of seven shotgun shells. The blade is semi-thick at the hilt but it things out towads the tip, which is where the shell is shot out of. How he fires it is by the ring at the bottom of the hilt, which is also where he can put more round inside. As for the blade, it is next to being bullet proof but isn't completely bullet proof. ((image of the handle in appearance picture)) Skills: Rokuo is pretty skilled when it comes to hacking into computers, but he hasn't bothered starting to find a way to hack into other mechs though. He is also skilled when it comes to fighting out of the mechs, mainly because he is pretty good with a fighting style called Capoeira. Bio: As a young child Rokuo didn't have the brightest of childhoods mainly because of how his family had treated him. Though he had made it through rough times with the abuse of his family. He would have commited suicide if he had never meet his best friend and future partner Trace. Later as he had grown up with Trace he looked into the job of a mercenary simply because it was a job packed with deadly missions and deathly amounts of cash. When he told Trace about it, who agreed in an instant, he then became a mercenary. After a long period of time he had finally recieved his first mech to use. Though, it is unknown as to how Rokuo had gotten his large mech, which, he later named it Apocalypse because of it's extreme size. With their two large mech's Apocalypse and Chronicler they had made a group called the Aeons. Over time they had received a few missions assigned to them and they got the job done. Rokuo had a pretty good life ahead of him having a job with big pay. Sadly things turned for the worst when a mission had gone wrong for the Aeons. To keep it brief both of their large mechs had been immobilized from their legs and arms getting blown up from a massive explosion. The two of them had been taken into a large war-ship and put in custody. As a year had passed by they had left Rokuo for dead in a deserted area. Luckily for him he found a military base and they assisted him to survive. When he had turned 20 he had a new mech to use and was now inlisted in the military. Personality: Rokuo is a very monotone type of person. Usually he is monotone only when he is speaking, but at times he does to repeatative things. If you do ever get on his good side and gain respect from him he can be a very helpful person. He is mainly helpful because he is never selfish or greedy even when it comes down to money. Appearance: Rokuo Cyto stands at a hieght of 5'9'' and weighs oddly about 145lbs. Note: This is regarding his eye patch that covers his left eye. There are holes through it so he is able to see through it. (( He isn't blind in his left eye. He simply wears it because it gives him a cool image in public. )) Other people can't see through it from the outside because a black fabric covers it and lets Rokuo see through it on his side of the patch. The only time he removes it from his eye is when he is a very difficult situation or is going against a tough opponent. Prosthesis: --Rokuo had surgery on his 18th birthday. What was the surgery for? He had a mechanical tail that had been connected two inches above where the Coccyx Vertebrae is. The tail extends to be a length of 3 feet. The tip of the tail is very sharp and because of it he rips things on accident every so often. --Another thing that he has gotten edited of his body was his brain, which over all affect his body. He had a chip put in and its effect was to amplify his five senses: Vision, hearing, touch, taste, and smell. Since his nervous system had been tampered with a bit he is able to feel what his tail touches.
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