Open Rapture (A bleak future, mature content)

[Nebula-Newt]

Hey there fellow role-players! I've been working on the this world in my head for quite some time now so I thought it was about time it saw the light of day. So without further ado...

Rapture

A futuristic world in which humanity has been confined to only a few strongholds. The only stations down on earth are Greenwich, a large base that has been established within the remains of London, Oaiberg, the biggest and most fortified city left on the planet which can be found in Germany and the so called Apple 2.0 which in reality is the only habitable territory left in America, located in what was once Maine. Other than this we have one last strong hold. Installation 01 otherwise known as Skyfort, which in reality is a massive space station orbiting the moon. So know you know what’s become of the last members of humanity, or at least most of them. There are a few I have yet to mention. Outlanders is the not so fond nickname given to those who remain in isolated communities on the surface outside of Dominion (The name given to the human colonies as whole). These groups have to contend with the largely mutated wildlife that now inhabit the planet and resources are scarce. Outlanders have been known to ambush Dominion troops in an attempt to gain weapons and valuable materials so they aren’t much liked by the general population.

So I’m guessing your wondering why the planet has gone to shit. Well in a nutshell things went nuclear. It’s not known who fired the first missile but it doesn’t really matter, what matters is that when the dust settled the world we knew was gone for ever. From the ashes and rubble humanity rose like a phoenix, only to be faced with a world even more hostile than the one they had lived in before. It took years to establish the few strongholds we have and even now they are at constant risk of being consumed by any one of the hazards that come into contact with it on a day to day basis. But things have got better. Our technology is fantastic, I’m talking A.I, laser tech, holograms, and all that goodness. For the most part those within the walls of the cities live a good life, and will continue to do so if everything keeps going to plan. The most crucial part of our new society is the zero point reactor located in the North Pole, it provides most of the power that keeps both Greenwich and Skyfort running. The Dominion government has worked tirelessly to both protect the territory we already have whilst also gaining more, taking it back from the ghost of nature. Speaking of nature….

So every species on earth had to adapt to the new climate of die out, simple as that. Many did the latter as they couldn’t handle such extreme change but a good few did make it through. The oceans were mostly unaffected by the event, actually the population of the deep blue grew without human interference. That being said we wouldn’t recommend any fishing trips. On land it was mostly bugs and reptiles that kept things going but select members of the mammals, birds and amphibians have stuck around. Plant life adapted fairly easily, in fact a lot of the urban environments are now rich jungles and woodland. Some of the creatures that are most noteworthy are the rats, crows and ants. Each of these species has thrived. Rats now look a lot more like primates, more developed forelimbs, dexterous feet and tails they can actually use to climb with. Perhaps the more terrifying change would be the teeth and claws situation. Considering your average rat is now the size of a Labrador it’s weaponry have scaled up with it, claws about an inch long and a full set of canines to go with those familiar incisors. Crows look largely the same but have also gotten a little bit bigger than the ones you know. About the size of a car. Not the kind of creature you want to mess with but hey. Other than that the most impressive feature would be the extra pair of wings, which are more like that of a bats but with feathers. They actually have digits on this pair that allow them to grasp prey with ease. Ants have gone through perhaps the most extreme change. About a foot long each these armoured beasts dig out huge hives to live in and to protect their precious queen. The thing is that they have now got an almost perfect hive mind and can process data from one each other in nano seconds. This makes them lethal in battle as they all learn together.

So now we move on to the most important thing, you! You shall be roleplaying as a member of a P.E.S.T. Or in layman’s terms a protection, eradication and survival team. These guys are the brave men and women who risk their lives venturing beyond our safe havens in search of old technology and in an effort to take back the lost cities of earth. Your squad however is a new kind of P.E.S.T comprised of hand-picked soldiers in an effort to make it the best of its kind. You will be kitted out with the newest technology and be the shield that protects the last cities. Hopefully you will also form close bonds with your fellow team mates! After all where better a place to make friends than the battlefield? So I’m gonna allow you to pick a role on the team and do as you wish with it. Some of these roles can be combined with others, for example what is going on with our CQB/ tracker combo, provided that your primarily one or the other. Like how Crunchy's character is a tracker but with CQB weapons. We can’t have more than one of the same for varieties sake. So without here are all the options we have open, if it has a name beside it I'm afraid its taken.

CQB (Close quarter combat, so shotguns and hand to hand basically) - @CrunchyCucumber

Pyro

Demolition and heavy ordinance expert (Big booms)

Assault (Just your usual solider, not specialized into any one thing.)

Medic (Doesn’t mean you can’t also be an ass kicker!)

Pilot - @Ry_Burst

Support (LMG’s. prepare to carry the ammo.) - @Sky5372

Tech expert (Your gonna be in charge of hacking into old technology and taking down any war mind A.I’s we find.) - @Sky5372

Tracker (You’re an expert in hunting down the beasties of the wild, for this role you are most certainly allowed a robotic canine companion to assist you, provided we don’t have a Jockey) - @CrunchyCucumber

Jockey (You’re a mech pilot, each one of these machines has a highly sophisticated A.i to go with it which you will have a strong bond with. Think Titanfall. Due to the sheer size of these things you won’t be able to bring it on every mission.)

Firefly (Specialized jet pack trooper, you’re going to be used to aerial combat.)

Outlander (So this isn’t as much of a set role as the others and you will be joining the team once the first mission is well underway. You could be an Outlander as well as a Tracker, honestly I think that’s a solid combo, but it’s important that you have to want to work with the Dominion, something uncommon amongst Outlanders.)

Raider (SMGs, pistols, used to having to be on the front lines)

Paladin (Hard light shields and machine pistols. The riot gear of the future.)

Assassin/ Sniper (Long range DPS combined with stealth aspects.) - @Nebula-Newt

Gunslinger (The cowboys of old come back to life with these guys, handguns are their specialties. Dual wield a pair of big old revolvers and you'll be spraying mutant rat blood on the walls in no time.)

Scavenger (A division of Outlander, these guys are used to using things that are a little on the second hand kind of things. And by that I mean their armour was probably stripped from the corpse of some poor sod who looked at a crow the wrong way. Perks of this job are that you just have a knack for using relics of old, ancient rifle? 100 year old bullets? No problem.)

So that’s it! Once you pick your class you’re going to have to fill in the rest of this bio, helpfully displayed below. Just to make sure you read everything make sure to write HOOPLA in the extra section of your bio.

Name:

Age:

Class:

Physical appearance:

Armour appearance (Should at least kind of correspond with your class, think sci fi so you can have helmets that cover your face or just goggles, whatever you need for your combat experience):

Weapons (Ranged, melee and grenades, whatever):

Equipment (Anything extra like grappling hooks, deployable cover, E.t.c):

Personality:

History:

Extra:

Here is mine just so you have an idea of what to do. Dont feel obliged to have to do any drawings though, just a detailed description is enough.

Name: Foster Wilks (Codename Anomaly. The events that have happened to Foster are one of a kind. Cyborgs are an extreme rarity in this world so just bare that in mind if you were thinking of making your own.)

Age: 23

Class: Sniper/ Assassin

Physical appearance: Due to his augmentations it’s rare that Foster actually ever shows his face. However if you do get the chance to see what is hiding behind his mask you’ll be greeted by stormy grey eyes, each one of which possess an iris that looks like it has a thundercloud brewing in it, a mess of short black hair, and an overall relatively handsome face. His mixed English/ German heritage really shines through in his serious, dark and arching eyebrows and strong English accent that has a rather robotic hint to it these days.

Armour appearance: Foster’s armour is built into his body for the most part, and although he might not like it he is more machine now than he is a man. I’ve drawn a picture of what his face looks when not exposed so just kinda picture the rest of his armour to look fairly similar with the same colour scheme.
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Weapons: This Cyborg sniper’s weapon of choice is the Horizon V11, a long ranged semi-automatic rifle that fires high calibre plasma rounds that are capable of boring through even thick metal. The rifle is actually linked to a programme and HUD inside of Foster’s mask that allows him to see a holographic sight on the sniper despite its lack of a material one. For those tight situations he also carries a standard issue fully automatic B3P handgun, otherwise known as the Accomplice. For melee combat he uses a collapsible tomahawk that folds right out of a groove built into his arm. With a flick of the wrist it can reveal itself and be in Foster’s hand, ready to go.

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Equipment: Active camouflage, Foster can use this for a short amount of time to become almost invisible. However if he is damaged the effect wears off.

Personality/ History: Before the incident that took his legs Foster was a real jokester, he wanted to enjoy what little time he had on this godforsaken planet to the fullest. However he was also a solider, he felt it was his duty to protect the safety he had felt himself as a child whilst within the great walls of Greenwich. So he enlisted as a regular troop for the Dominion and was soon upgraded to a P.E.S.T. However on his very first mission his team was ambushed by Outlanders, a mine had been placed on the road that destroyed the transport they had been using at the time as well as everybody inside of it. The only reason Foster survived was because he was actually laying on top of the vehicle, messing about and taking pot-shots at old service bots in shop windows. Despite his luck the young man didn’t come away unscathed. Both of his legs were torn up to the point where doctors had no choice but to amputate them and he was told he would have to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He tried to adapt to this new life but sadly he was plagued with depression and flashbacks to what had happened to the rest of his squad. Nasty stuff. That was at least until some rather shady members of the Dominion elite approached him with an offer. They told him they could get him back outside the walls, making a real difference but only if he would trust them and be part of a new experimental programme. Fearing his life would be meaningless otherwise Foster signed up, being one of 20 ex-soldiers, all of which had been discharged due to injuries. The augmentations were a messy affair and by the time everything was said and done only 5 of the specimens remained. Each one of these new “Enhanced soldiers” was fitted with a new breed of hyper intelligent A.I that would guide them through the process of getting used to their new bodies. Foster was paired up with Angel, a “Female” A.I who had big dreams for the two of them. With Angel’s help he soon found himself at the point where he would consider himself combat ready. That was when shit hit the fan for the young man again. Two of the other A.I had actually managed to override the tech fitted in their respective soldiers and had taken over their bodies, using them to kill almost every member of staff in the complex. Foster and the other two test subjects were only able to escape because Angel and the other two A.I gave themselves up to the pair of rouges, who little did Foster know at the time were actually sent by a very particular group of Outlanders. Anyway with the hope that he would one day get the chance to rescue Angel, Foster joined a new supposed elite P.E.S.T. squad with a new outlook on life. He may have grown up a bit these days but the fun loving youngster lives on in his metal body.

Extra: Hoopla!

So one last thing to mention is that all the standard Pokecharms roleplay rules apply here and just so I know you've read everything remember to put Hoopla in your Extra section of the bio. I look forward to seeing you outside the walls of the Dominion my friends!

 

[Crunchy-Cucumber]

Name: Angelica Hope

Age: 19


Class: CQB/Tracker


Physical appearance: A round girl turned thin by limited rations, even though they are more plentiful compared to others she is surrounded by. Her skin is ivory in color, with platinum blonde hair. Her eyes were once a bright, nearly red colored brown, but over the years they have dulled down to a stormy steel grey/blue. Standing at a measly 5’11”, she is much, much smaller than the average of her other comrades *see history* Other than being ghostly white and pale and dull in color, and short, she does boast a lot of lean muscle, but of course paired with her bone thin appearance, she is not the spitting image of healthy. But damn this girl has some cheekbones. Often her hair is seen worn mostly down, with two braids starting near the front and eventually tied together in the back, and two strands of hair framing her face.


Armour appearance: Despite being CQB, her armor is not bulky in the slightest. Sure, she has some padding across her shoulders and knees, along with some leg guards, a bullet proof chest piece, and shock wave absorbing gauntlets, a majority of her armor is thinner and lighter than other standard CQB armor variants. Her shoulders, lower legs and knees, lower arms and elbows, spine, chest, and hips are the only parts of her that appear to have bulky metal pieces of armor. The rest of her body is covered in what appears to be a metal fabric like body suit, completely with a hexagonal pattern. Despite the appearance, this armor is incredibly protective given that it has a thin energy shield that renders most close combat damage null; that being said point blank shotgun blasts and sniper shots break through this invisible shield with ease, but forget your combat knife that bitch’ll just bend like paper.


The bodysuit is jet black in color, quite shiny, and the hexagonal pattern has an orange iridescence to it. The metal armor is not shiny, however, and while it is jet black, the metal appears to be more of an ash grey. Regardless, good luck seeing her in the dark.


Similar to the non shiny metal, her entire helmet is made of the material, a sleek design that really doesn’t do much other than follow the shape of her noggin. There is a wide, sleek and shiny jet black visor that takes up half of the face, but this is covered by a large piece of even darker metal (not shiny like the rest of the metal she wears, assume any metal is not shiny) that outlines her forehead and cuts down the middle of the visor, leaving a small portion sticking out on each side. The very tip of this piece of metal ends right over the mouth, which has a compact looking sort of filtration system, which allows her to traverse a multitude of environments. A single, small, orange led light is at the tip of the metal, lighting up around her mouth, and can easily be turned off.


When taking any sort of damage, her shields light up in red, crackling energy and the hexagonal pattern on her suit lights up in red light. They recharge after a given amount of time, regardless if it’s broken or not, but the amount of damage really does factor into the regeneration time. The shield may protect her from punches and bullets, but kinetic energy isn’t fully stopped so her getting bruised is an occupational hazard.


Weapons : Grey tetrahedron with yellow detailing. When thrown, it splits into its individual triangle shapes and anything within a 6 foot radius of the device is sucked towards it in a gravity field. Depending on how large the object is/ how many of it, determines how much strain is put on the device before it fizzles out and releases the objects from its gravity field. It does not explode and as soon as it is recharged she can use it again. She has one on each hip and both are recharged via the suit.


On her torso she wears six grenades, sleek black with red rings for detailing. They require suit activation via her palms in order to begin ignition, from there Angelica can chuck them to deal some mighty powerful damage. The blast radius isn’t large, but the grenades are attracted to heat energy, and will stick to it, so the blast radius isn’t a problem if she chucks it close enough. The grenades explode like this: explosion of red, see through, crackling cloud of energy, before sucking in on itself and dragging anything in its blast radius with it as if it were a black hole. Ironically, in the explosions place is a tiny black dot, which will pulse a brief moment before suddenly there is nothing but explosions and death. She needs to rebuild these obviously.


One gauntlet has a slide away panel revealing an orange led pad, in it is information about anything attached to the suit: herself, weapons, grenades, etc. It also acts as a sort of data base for how to repair her weapons and suit, and how to build her grenades and ammo. It can receive calls and connect to the internet, but its brain has no capacity for hacking or an AI.


The tops of her wrists can extend blades of red energy, they are very short however, and have no combat use for anything other than assassination or doing cheap shots in the ribs.


Attached to each thigh is a bladeless, grey handle. When activated, it bursts to life with a red energy blade. This can cut through anything, but at the cost of energy. It is easily stopped by other energy shields, but it will not only drain the shield of nearly all its power, but will drain most of the sword too. As such, they are recharged very often.


Across her back are two guns. One is a sleek, black and orange shotgun, cylindrical in shape and very compact. The other is a dark grey and orange railgun. While compact and sleek, it is still somewhat bulky and isn’t Angelica’s first choice of weapon. While its shots are powerful and offer some range, it’ll take a few shots for her to actually start causing problems. But, if she gets a shot to the head, expect bodies to drop like a sack of potatoes.


Equipment: Infrared vision, has a somewhat ride radius in which her suit can detect movement around her which is then displayed on her internal HUD, can use her shields to form an indestructible wall for a short time, and this thing is strong enough to survive getting blasted by a tank. Granted, even if she releases it a second or two after activating, it greatly depletes her shields since the wall is formed by dragging her energy out of the suit and into a cloud around her. If she holds the wall for a while, she can create a small EMP wave around her, but results in a suit with absolutely no power (at least until the backup generator kicks in and the rest of the suit starts generating its power solo again.)


She also has, since she is a Tracker, a robotic canine companion. This canine is thin, and armed to the teeth. Built not unlike a Doberman Pinscher, this canine lacks ears and a tail. Primarily, its armor is very similar to Angelica’s, with its frame coated in a bodysuit, and the only armor seen is present in metal plates on its chest, shoulders, flanks, and hips. Rising from under its skin are spikes of metal that are most likely its metal skeleton from just behind the shoulders and following its spine to the tailbone. The metal can extend into a metal arrow tipped tail, but despite it being excellent at inflicting damage the tail is fragile and is more often than not retracted. The tips of the spinal spikes have orange LED. The head is made up of a helmet exactly like Angelica’s, only more long as if there was a snout under it. The helmet is in fact this dog’s skull, and has no curvature to the build to indicate a snout, it is a solid and smooth helmet. The helmet does split, however, to give this dog a powerful jaw that can bite and hold onto pretty much anything. The skeleton if its claws emerge from the legs, causing this dog to stand on its skeleton toes of death. The dog is excellent at running, leaping, and climbing. The tongue is instead a barrel, and two more barrels can emerge from the metal plate on its hip to shoot red energy rounds at a rate of around two shots per second at enemies. The dog has an extremely powerful range in which it can detect heat, movement, noise, and scent. This pupper also has a shield like Angelica, but not as powerful. It's also the size of a pony, so relatively big and heavy, this thing has to take down the crows some how, right?


Personality: She has a fiery temper, constantly. Luckily, her hit and run and make everything explode is a great way of venting that anger, so all that is left behind is a cold personality that ain’t taking no shit. When in her calmer mood, she can actually lighten up easily and sarcastic comments are a guarantee. And while she does have a deep sense of caring and nurturing towards those she feels close with, most of the time she is either blowing a fuse or is uber serious. All in all, she is still a complete and total badass so you kinda love her anyways.


History: Well, when a less than desirable party gets wind of super soldiers, obviously they’re going to make some of their own too. One of the more fortified Outlander settlements did exactly that, performed a raid and took all the equipment they needed and retreated back to home base. From there, they then conducted research and modified it, and soon enough began training and transforming young children into supersoldiers. Well, these soldiers were, in short, an infamous success, and soon an entire society of them was created… well, a small society, but a society nonetheless. This Outlander settlement expanded, eventually becoming extremely fortified and cranking out these lethal warriors left and right through selective breeding and even more refined training programs. Angelica is around 3rd or 4th generation, but does she really care? Not really.

Side note, most of these soldiers averaged around 6 and a half feet or taller, so Angelica is a small child, but she was placed into the program earlier than the others as a sort of experiment that ultimately was successful, as she was much stronger than the other soldiers. Of course, they usually overpowered her due to size.


Either way, she grew up in this program, but being the rebellious little child she was, often snuck out and came into contact with children from other Outlander settlements. They planted the seeds of resentment within her, as she could see with others eyes the truly vile nature of this thing she was born into. Needless to say, she still remained within her home, training and quickly earning herself the nickname Bloody Angel. But, like all things bloody and nickname-y and infamous, eventually the ‘good’ guys would hear of it. Dominion troops came and attacked the settlement, and by some stroke of luck killed nearly all the super soldiers within. By luck I mean they had some allies. Angelica was one of those allies, although she was the only soldier to actually fight back as the rest were scientists and other ‘normal’ folk within the settlement.


Either way she was offered a spot in P.E.S.T and she pounced on it, since nothing could be worse than the hell she had lived through.


Extra: HOOPLA TO YOU NEBULA YOU MOTHER FUCKER i am sorry that was uncalled for.


Her nickname is Angel, a shortened version of both her name and other alias she has rightfully earned: Bloody Angel


Another nickname is Anger, because she is smol and angry 90% of the time.


Her personal quote is “I be called an angel, but I sure as hell ain’t one.”


No but seriously, the more common nickname for her is Anger.

 

[Nebula-Newt]

This character comes courtesy of @MegaAbsol and is taking up the Firefly and Heavy weapons part of our little team. Enjoy!

Name: Jade Galatea

Age: 21

Class: Firefly

Physical appearance: Galatea is a slender and tall woman with a frigid exterior. Her hair is a shade of jet black and is thigh length. Most notably, there’s a sharp silver streak running through the front left. Her eyes are painted a somewhat sinister grey, which can sometimes give off a blue glint that warns strangers of her danger, however this can be confused and lost in a welcoming smile. She has a mouth full of pearly white teeth, and slightly sharpened fangs. Her face is often in a stoic position and she rarely shows emotion publicly. Her skin is a creamy pale tint, due to often being shielded by her armour.

Armor appearance: Jade is rather proud of her ‘Firefly’ grade armour, a sleek body armour with colour-changing nanocodes augmented within the AI. It enables her to change the external colour at will, but she typically leaves it at a default black or white. Her armour is incredibly aerodynamic, made for speed and manoeuvrability, making it a very light build, one of the few made. Most notable are the large extendable, detachable wings at the back of the suit, able to fold in into themselves (having two sections, hinging at the middle) each section almost as large as the suit itself, which is where the thrusters of the jet are located. These can be tucked close to the body in case close combat is required, but owing to the fragility of her armor, Jade avoids that at all costs. The weight of the armor also means it can carry less than a standard Firefly, but at the gain of tremendous increases in velocity.

Weapons: Despite her amour’s light standard, it packs heavy weaponry. The standard 12 inch blade is inbuilt in both arms, able to be exposed or recalled at will. Most notably, Jade has equipped the second hinge of the wings with razor sharp blades, enough to cut through trees and bone alike. Heat-sensing homing missiles in her elbows (standard small missiles for concentrated detonation) and two large ones on her shoulder, AOE, napalm grade. (

Equipment: Jade insisted on a standard AI, which can’t talk back, only perform the activities she needs it to, such as assistance when sniping, ordering the armour to remotely follow her or shoot, or calculating something, be it trajectories of projectiles or movement of enemy forces. She also has manual control over the suit’s colour change, but besides that, the armour is too small to fit anything else.

Personality: Galatea can be something of an ‘Ice Queen’. Rarely does she let her mind wander off the subject at hand, keeping her discussions clean and straightforward, linear and without leaving the intended path. Though she may have a strong lure of curiosity she does not allow herself to chase after something foolishly, never acting off of a whim. Default, Jade is very aloof and disinterested in things. Rarely does she come across as surprised by something and doesn't seem quick to react to others. She is not someone who acts in the heat of the moment; instead she thrives upon it. Even if she does not appear to be react she is plotting her next move. She has great abilities when it comes to planning strategies, and is an example of a brutal leader. She is of the opinion that victories are not cheap, and would not mind sacrificing ‘pawns’ for the greater picture. She is great at giving advice, coldly calculated and inspected, but the same cannot be said for her following skills. She can be stubborn, and willing to go to great lengths for what she wants, and can be headstrong. She’ll only speak to others if it’s a hundred percent necessary, else she’s happier on her own. She can be sceptical and critical, even cynical to many, and is not afraid of using cutting words or having herself heard. She is notable for her extreme intelligence and expansive natural talent, as well as infamous for her cold demeanour, short temper and uncaring attitude.

History: From a young age, singled out, with great expectations placed upon her, Jade far outshone the others of her age. Born into a rich family, she was never wanting for anything. She received the best of everything – fairly high in the pecking order - the best, healthiest food. The best resources. The mark for greatness also thrust responsibilities on her. At a tender age, she outstripped most comparable others, and moved on.

It was a harsh childhood, her limits constantly being tested, pushed, broken and destroyed. She watched with scant envy as her batch mates laughed and played, but the envy was, after all, scant. She had no time to feel envious. It was back to training with her.
While this extensive workout kept her in prime shape, and perhaps the greatest fighter known in the district was born, Galatea was confused. Was she happy? What was happiness? What did she know? She did not know of the icy coldness of the pattering rain. She did not know of the warmth of a cuddle among siblings. She did not know the sweetness of an affectionate gesture. She turned away.

She grew quiet and secluded as she became a practical stranger to the family, to her own classmates, who drove an indignant, but unresisting Jade away when she tried to join them in their romps. She was puzzled - why did they reject her? Was that fear she detected in their eyes? In her spare time, when she gained a moment for respite, she was left alone with her thoughts. As she grew older, this spare time grew and grew. The final straw broke the camel’s back – if the seclusion wasn’t enough, both her parents, members of the Firefly squadron, left for a standard mission, only to remain. Jade waited, and waited. When was it she gave up waiting?

She did not know of tenderness, she did not know of kindness. What did she know? She knew nothing. It drove her mad.

As she raced through the town, her mind dancing a tantivy beat, a race through the civilization alongside her. She did not see the barn through her tears, not until it was too late. Even as she crashed into it and slid down, trembling, her thoughts preoccupied her mind. Her parents were dead. Who had killed them? Had she killed them?

She knew nothing.

Extra: Including her natural talent, Jade is one of the few people who managed to master her fast-flying armour, and can have something of a superiority complex for the same.

Jade loved to climb trees when she was younger, and so she is no stranger to challenges requiring grace, or the wind. It was part of her decision to join the aerial squadron.

Jade, while aloof and antisocial, is fairly well versed in tech, and insists on maintaining her own armour, which means she does her own modifications, right down to configuring her AI.

 

[Ry_Burst]

Name: Isaiah Hampton, Codename: Quickdraw (prefers this)

Age: 26

Class: Gunslinger

Physical appearance: Quickdraw has dark stormy blue eyes, and thick black hair that seems to hang down loosely. He has a tanned skin tone, with a faint 5 o'clock shadow that is revealed when he pulls down his bandana. He has a well built body, due to his time spent working.

Armour appearance: Quickdraw wears a brown dusty cowboy hat, with a black band around the base. He wears a dirty red bandana over his nose and mouth and has optics over his left eye that come down from his hat to help with aim. With all of this, only his right eye is actually directly viewable. He doesn't look very well armored, but in reality he is. He wears a black, tight undershirt, that is padded with a light Kevlar fiber hybrid. Over this is dark brown leather jacket, that has the same material used for the undershirt on the inside, with a short range, bullet and explosion resistance leather like material on the outside. He wears black combat pants made with a breathable but resistant fiber, with, brown cowboy boots that have slight jet propulsion for higher jumps. He wears a belt with holsters and a back strap. The bandana acts as a mask, by hiding a small gas mask that is mixed into the cloth, allowing him to breathe.

Weapons: Two compact revolvers that are clipped to his waist. They can fire plasma shots or bullets, depending on the mode, making them very versatile. They look like a pair of Colt Pythons with slick black grips and silver metal. He also carries a black lever action rifle that can fire plasma rounds. His weapons may seem weak, but the pack a serious punch despite their size. They have incredible range, with little knockback. However they are primarily designed for speed. He also keeps a black bowie knife hidden. In his jacket.

Equipment: He also has a pair of brown gloves that have special purposes. His left gloves signals his speederbike, while his right, fires a grappling hook, to allow him to scale tall things.

Personality: Quickdraw is quiet, calm, collected, and mysterious. He rarely says much, except when it's needed and isn't well suited to small talk. He is a great shot, and has amazing reflexes. Overall he is an amazing soilder, but isn't very social.

History: Not much is know about Quickdraw, except for the fact, he's been doing, what he's been doing for a while now. The farthest he'll go to describe his childhood, is "I liked westerns as a kid."

Extra: N/A

 

[Sky_]

Name: Hyrain

Age: 17

Class: Support/tech

Physical appearance: Pale skin from not being exposed to sunlight all that much, an average height. Blue eyes

Armour appearance (Should at least kind of correspond with your class, think sci fi so you can have helmets that cover your face or just goggles, whatever you need for your combat experience): A helmet and suit, the helmet with a small sensor allowing him to wirelessly access most old pieces of software, as well as a wristpad to allow him to program said software and do a few other things.

Weapons (Ranged, melee and grenades, whatever): A small semi-automatic machine gun, good for taking anything down at medium range. And a range of grenades, which he shares out with his comrades

Equipment (Anything extra like grappling hooks, deployable cover, E.t.c): A ton of stuff, probably the most important of which includes a small bot which he can send ahead, either to scout, or lay bombs. Or bring out its tiny pistol and irritate whoever's lying in wait for them. Also, a deployable ladder

Personality:

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Here is mine just so you have an idea of what to do. Dont feel obliged to have to do any drawings though, just a detailed description is enough.