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"As the last nuke is deployed, all other civilizations struggle to find an escape. "Fzz..f..fzz..This is Mech...fzz..fighter Alpha...fzzhhhzzhz... does anyone read me? Over! ..Fzhzhzzzzz..." There was a long silence after the intercom's static, as only the last of the Battlemech pilots was left standing. The wasteland that stood before him was dry, baron-- cold, riddled with bodies and oceans of blood. His mission; to revive the lost wasteland, and to prepare for the third coming of the cosmos.." - "The Dark Shadows"
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Life out on the battlefield was terrible. Any pilot could tell you that much. But for him, it was a job, and a duty. The devotion and loyalty he shared to his nation was unmatched, on or off the battlegrounds.
2nd lieutenant of the Alpha Force BattleMech brigade, Daeski Hurste. Characterized by slight hesitation and upright honesty, he scored his way up the rank of his division. And as of right now, at the young age of twenty two, he rests as the S-I-C Commander of Alpha's armed forces.
However, despite his recognition among the many of his division, his job was fierce, and downright hellish. Stationed on the outskirts of Tarakia, American-inherited country, he served as homeland security to the growing forces of Sal Kar and Morskoj. His weapon? Customized Battlemech 747 Phoenix; Agile and very nimble in the heat of battle, but also capable of delivering a means of attack via two pairs of howitzer cannons and several arrays of lightly packed assault rifles-- shooting thirteen millimeter rounds with each firing order. Hell, as they called it. It was a frightening ordeal, truly.
Outside of combat and war, however, he lived as any other normal person would; part-time job, apartment, and monthly visits to friends and family. Privileges to do so was rare, though. War was always upon them, while the fear of nuclear combat and terrorism gripped the peoples' heart.
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Aside from his combat occupation and spec., he made for a wonderful teacher and friend when off-duty. But for the most part, he spent most of his time in resorts, or any other locations that provided rest and relaxation. He never went unprepared, however. Always by his side was an Army Issued Pistol, as protection was never out of mind.
Daeski Hurste -- Outline
Name .:. Daeski Hurste
Occupation .:. S-I-C Commander of Alpha Battle Brigade.
Age .:. Twenty Two
Height .:. 6'
Blood type .:. AB
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{OOC NOTES}
I roleplay as a Battlemech Operator, someone who operates heavy machinery on the battlefield in hopes to disengage the enemy of their onslaught, and ultimately to preserve peace on their end of the battlefield. He was a battle-hardened officer of War and take pride in his work. He does share remorse, feelings, and all the other emotional jumbo, don't get me wrong. But he is a character I created, inspired by the Xbox game Chromehounds, who represents any given Mech pilot on the field.
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Daeski's Journal
A tattered journal, hooped inbetween Daeski's arms, residing in an armish backpack.
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