Name: Steven Sans

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance:
Steven is young, not quite handsome but a female would describe him as "kinda cute". He has a boyish face and a hot-shot look about him. He is constantly seen in sunglasses. He is 5'10 180 pounds and is quite muscular.

Position: Naval Crew, Lead Pilot

Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer

Personality: Steven is a young hot shot. He cracks jokes, flirts with every pretty lady, and occasionally can be somewhat arrogant. But make no mistake about it, Steven is committed to his craft. If he makes a mistake, he works on it until he's sure that that mistake will not happen again. He is not a drone, he will question orders and if he extremely disagrees with them he will out right refuse to follow them. He is a caring individual under all of his outward personality. He takes many risks, but they always pay off. Whether this is because of luck or skill is yet to be seen. He definitely thinks it's skill.

Notable Skills, Combat or otherwise: Ace Pilot. Top graduate of TOPGUN.
History: Steven Sans grew up in rural Idaho, the youngest of 5 brothers. His dad was an ex-crop duster pilot (before those became automated) and still had a crop duster around and flew Steven around in it. Steven grew an interest in flying ever since then. He learned how to fly in his father's lap.

After graduating high school, he followed in his family's footsteps (his brothers had also joined) by joining the military. He joined the Navy, like his brothers. Immediately after boot camp, he enrolled in the United Earth Naval Academy and finished at the top of his class (he may of cheated some when it came to science and math, but he was never caught).

He was one of the very very few invited to be a Naval Aviator straight out of the Academy. After a few patrol missions aboard a Carrier, he was invited to Topgun. He excelled at the school, earning top marks. In fact, he was universally praised as the top student to graduate in 100 years.

This time, he was assigned to pilot a fighter aboard a front lines carrier named the UESAS Reliance along with his brothers. Rebels had obtained a Destroyer and were reeking havoc on colonies. The Reliance was the first ship there. The Reliance was absolutely decimated by the initial bombardment. Steven was the only one to make it out, and he just barely did in his fighter. His brothers dead, Sans vowed to avenge them. Then, he did something amazing. Steven Sans single-handedly destroyed a destroyer, with a single fighter.

From there he was promoted to the lead pilot of the UESAS Starwarmer. After a few years of daring missions and absolutely stellar flying, the Starwarmer was retired. So now, he is assigned to pilot the brand new Convergence of Destiny.

Age: 64

Gender: Male

Appearance:

• 5'9; dad-bod frame.
• Thinning white hair; balding.
• Often dressed in generic-patterned button-ups and khakis.
• Long white doctor's lab coat.
• Deep, husky voice; chain-smoker's rasp.

Position: Chief Medical Officer, Naval Lieutenant

Personality:

• Diagnosed with mild-to-moderate OCD.
• Perfectionist; extremely stubborn about his own work.
• Constantly requiring his personal environments be kempt (home, office, etc).
• Overly-conscious of own external appearance.
• Extremely intelligent; exceptional deductive reasoning.
• Always studying; conventional fear of becoming obsolete.
• Obsessive in own research, endeavors, and success.
• Sociable, yet very pretentious when it comes to fields of expertise.

Notable Skills, Combat or Otherwise:

• Doctor of Medicine
• Basic marksman training.
• Master's Degree in Philosophy
• B.A. in Applied Psychology
• Expressed interest in Mathematics and Computer Science.

History:

Name: Snake J. O'Henessey
Age: 42
Gender: Male
Position: Marine Corps, Warrant Officer

Appearance:





Personality:

- Unstable
- Bloodthirsty
- Cynical
- Cruel
- Unusual
- Perverted
- Quote, "Life of the Party!"

Notable Skills:

- Skilled Wildlife Exterminator
- Skilled Life Exterminator
- Veteran Marine
- Adept Flamethrower Operator/Aficionado
- Basic Firearms Training

History: Snake J. O'Hennessey was born on Phobos, the largest of Mars' satellites. Phobos was a little too crampt and overpopulated, leading to many of it's districts to house the poorest percent in the solar system. Fathered by a military man with no mother, Snake found himself finding friends in dark places. Throughout most of his young life Snake was active in gang activity, usually involving robbing small convenience stores or picking fights.

At the age of eighteen, Snake was arrested for nearly beating a store clerk to death. Snake's father disowned him as soon as he got word from the police, ashamed of his son. Snake would spend three years in the Phobos jail system, facing harsh conditions and eventually joining a prison gang for protection. At the age of twenty-one, Snake was enlisted into the Marines as a wildlife exterminator. This section of the Corps was infamous for usually consisting of suicide missions and convict soldiers. Despite the odds, Snake lived through every mission with a kill count almost unseen until his enlistment.

Years later, far after his sentence was served and his debts to society paid, Snake still fights in the Outer Rim slaughtering wildlife and fellow humans alike. Maybe he is broken from his years in jail and on the front...or maybe he loves the violence too much.

Chloe is 6'5" tall.

Name: Gabriel Devin Frost
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Position: Marine; Private First Class
Personality: Gabriel is generally a carefree individual, he enjoys reading and going to the bar when on shore leave. He has a slightly rebellious atitude, often challenging, or outright disobeying, orders that he finds are either agaisnt his personal morals or could be resolved in a better maner, but knows when not to disobey orders. Despite the previous trait, Devin is generally a quiet man and finds it difficult to strike conversations, unless it's a topic he finds interesting, but tries to be helpful to other people.
Notable Skills, Combat or otherwise: Urban and guerrilla warfare, minimal technical skills (just enough to do a quick repair on the field, but otherwise doesn't knows much)
History: Gabriel was raised in the United States, in a small city which name he never bothered to commit to long-term memory and quickly faded from it altogether as he moved away. His father was an entrepeneur and possesed a starship, using it to bring goods back and forth from the various human colonies to the earth and then viceversa. He was always expected to continue his father's legacy and so he was tutored in economics ando other such matters by private teachers, Devin failed miserably in this endeavor. HE couldn't listen to the teacher's lecture without falling asleep or quickly getting distracted and reading a book from different topics. By the time he was 18, he ran away from home never to look back; he took various jobs over a period of 3 years -drifting from city to city, continent to continent- until he joined a small group of smugglers. During that time he got into a few fights due to deals gone wrong or by getting caught into a few small conflcits with the rest of his group, gaining knowledge of urban and guerrilla warfare along with a few bits of knowledge on how to do shoddy repairs on the field.

He stayed for the next 9 years with his group of smugglers, unfortunately they were shot down as tensions escalated and Devin -with no other thing to do and wanting some payback- enlisted in the military.

Note: One clarification that I didn't know hwo to fit into the bio proper, Gabriel left his group jsut a few months prior to the conflict in the RP and enlsited a few weeks afer the death of his smuggler friends.

N.A.M.E: Anan Ihejirika

A.G.E: 32

G.E.N.D.E.R: Male

A.P.P.E.A.R.A.N.C.E:



A.R.M.OU.R: Standard marine combat armour, with a modified back plate to allow for weapon holding.

P.O.S.I.T.I.O.N: Marine Sergeant

P.E.R.S.O.N.A.L.I.T.Y:



S.K.I.L.L.S:



B.A.C.K.G.R.O.U.N.D: Too stupid for the flight deck, and too big to be wasted on a civilian trade... this is Anan's story in short.

The long version is best described as a troubled childhood, living in the slums of a rising Somalia, where wealth disproportion left the many masses hungry and the few elite very wealthy. He has six brothers, three sisters, and about a dozen half-siblings-- his father was a serial adulterer who flew from the nest the moment he'd sired his children.

Therefore, Anan's early life was dominated by desperate women, fighting the daily struggle to get by. He learnt from them to be tough, and though he suffered mercilessly at the hands of neighbourhood thugs, who took out their frustrations on him for debts his father had not paid, he grew strong.

Every day Anan put himself through a gruelling physical regime, training hard to become stronger than those who beat him. Eventually, his swollen body became hardened as iron, and one by one he took vengeance on those who had crippled his childhood. However, though he was successful in the martial world of street thuggery, he was a failiure in the academic one, and fell out of school with no qualification to his name.

It was after some years of being a kitchen porter, working at a posh hotel frequented by wealthy tourists, that Anan stumbled upon a Nigerian born colonel, who served with the fleet. The colonel saw something in Anan though he wasn't sure what, but it didn't matter much-- the young man was enthralled by the colonel's tales of space adventure and the financial benefits of serving in the military.

Anan signed himself up the next day, and has been a serving marine ever since. His brash and thuggish attitude was quickly beaten out of him, and now he carries around a much more relaxed - almost sedated- demeanour. He's popular with most people, and is always present at the marines' poker table.

As his mother was a devout Catholic, he has never been far from his indoctrinated belief in God. Sometimes his dogmatic view of things can get on peoples' nerves, but other times his actions and words can be a source of inspiration to those who need it most.