Name: Cadence “Echo” Summers
Age: 35
Weight: 145 Ibs
Height: 5’6
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Class: Assault (S.E.U Squad Leader)

Appearance:


Personality:
Echo has a very tough, stubborn and sarcastic way about her. A bit harsh with those she comes in contact with but is loyal when she has to be. She isn’t afraid to slap someone who disrespects her and most of the times point out the obvious truths in order to hurt someone’s feelings. To her if you are hurt by the truth then you are the reason why people cannot accept truth.

Biography:
Cadence “Echo” Summers was a former commander of the U.S. Military and branded a criminal. Ten years before humanity found the Morelian galaxy, she was in charge of leading a group of soldiers who infiltrated Al Jihad’s hidden nuclear base in Pakistan. She was framed by a group of terrorists who sent a video to the U.S. Government of a duplicate of her killing several armed U.S. soldiers. After the mission ended she was arrested on sight at a U.S. military base and brought in for questioning. After a year of trying to prove her innocence, she was imprisoned for killing fellow soldiers while performing a mission; locked up in a foreign country inside a secret U.S. prison for high-profile terrorists.

She has three children and a husband back home in New Jersey back in the United States but later her children got married and her husband, who hasn’t heard from her in years, decided to move on with his life and married someone else. In prison, she was forbidden to contact neither her husband nor her children. Prison made her tougher but sloppy. She no longer knew what it felt like to be on the battlefield or how to issue commands properly, or even how to fire a weapon with good accuracy. She was in solitude by herself for ten years until one day, ten years later; a representative of the new United Nations Organization of Space Travel visited her and made her an offer.

Unknown:
“Cadence Summers otherwise known as Echo, my name is not important but I am here to make you an offer. We need someone like you to reach beyond our galaxy to find a new home for humanity. This expedition will be dangerous…therefore; we need someone of your talents to help in this matter. If not, then we are afraid that your children will suffer the consequences if you were to refuse. “

*Echo looks at the mysterious man in anger*

Echo:
“If you dare touch my children-“

Unknown:
“There will be nothing you can do. Now I am here to offer you a way out of this place. You will be free but you will still be watched and with a simple push of a button…you will be shot to death on sight if you get out of line.”

Echo:
“For one I am innocent and two I am not who I use to be…You want a commanding officer well you have plenty of them at your disposal. What would you want with a convict, hm?”

Unknown:
“Don’t be silly Echo, you are the best in the world and you know it…The only one who can turn this mission into a success.”

Echo:
“…Well I guess I don’t have a choice then do I?” She said with a raspy voice.

Unknown:
“Glad to have you back……Cadence…And I know your innocent but they don’t know that I’m just doing my job. But allow me to say…you are a damn good soldier. Farewell.”

After ten harsh years, Cadence “Echo” Summers was back. Though she was very rusty both physically and mentally…she set off on this expedition to find a new home for humanity. After joining the expedition, she vowed to somehow bring her children and her husband to this home they were expected to find.

Weapons:
- M-16 Assault Rifle with Burst Fire/Single shot adjustment. It is equipped with a red dot scope and grenade launcher under the barrel.
- Four frag grenades, two flash bang grenades.
- Desert Eagle handgun.
- And a U.S. Military approved knife tucked on the side of her left boot.

(Played by FinDragon)

Name: Maxwel "Gear" Saturn

Age: 22

Weight: 242Lbs/110Kg

Height: 5.9 feet/180Cm

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Class: Pilot, Aerial Transport Focus

Appearance: Navy blue hair, green eyes, athletic, tanned body that has femine look on it and it comes packed with perfectly white and straight teeth, Maxwel looks like he's right out of a book or a cartoon show. He wears his uniform proudly, even though it seems to be slightly tight on him. His helmet has multiple gogs and gears painted on it hence his nickname. Surprisingly enough he's still using the goggles provided with the helmet.

While off dute he's usually wearing white tanktop and saggy jeans along with black combat boots provided by the military, he carries his dogtags along and usually has large headphones around his neck, only further enforcing the image that he doesn't belong to this world.

Maxwell has multiple tattoos around his body, Triforce on his left cheek, Gogwheel above his heart, piece of ham(??) on his right side and text "Weapon" along his right arm. He often refuses to talk about them.

Personality: Reckless yet lazy. Hotheaded but chill. His personality seems to go from one extreme to another in a blink of an eye, which makes it difficult to interract with him in a casual manner

Yet even if he seems out of control at the times, as soon as someone with proper authority or real matter at hand addresses him, he regains all focus and nearly seems like a normal person for a brief moment.

He also has a love for machinery, if he's not taking care of the craft entrusted upon him, he's most likely snooping around other vehicles or, if given chance, sneaking his way into R&D vehicular department. More than once he's been escorted out, yet no one seems to be able to pinpoint his entrance point, and they won't get it out of him.

Biography: The Saturn family is a soldier family, just a normal one. They are not known for being notoriously bad nor being extraordinarily skilled. They are just your everyday soldiers. Maxwel's father and his father before him, as well as his two brothers are pilots. His mother is a part of the R&D Spacecraft department and his sister is currently studying to become a field medic. They are just soldiers among other soldiers. Maybe that is why Maxwel clearly seeks to stand out from the others.

Weapons: Heavy duty revolver, customized in decorative manner, standard issue submachine gun.

Name: Yamesh Dyar
Age: 34
Weight: 64kg
Height: 1.54m
Race: Santerian
Gender: Male
Class: Gunnery Chief - Tinkerer

Appearance:
Yamesh doesn't look very different from other Santerians. Difference is after all, frowned upon in their society. Though on his left cheek he bears a scar. It doesn't seem this scar was made by conventional weapons.
Since his departure of Noshkosh, he has started wearing different clothes. Maybe being away from a boring place as Noshkosh is changing his personality?

Personality:
As all Santerians, Yamesh has been properly educated and would seem 'brainwashed' to outsiders. Though since the revolution, he has been acting more of an independent thinker.
Most of his training was spent on computers, and thus he has but a small experience in weapon handling. Luckily his drone, K-1LL, does most of the work for him.
Now being free of the eyes of his own species, he can maybe slowly develop himself as a person.

Biography:
Yamesh was just like many other Santerians. Bred to be smart and any form of dissidence would be 'burned' away. He spent most of his life in a spec-ops team where he was the tech-guy. Needed to get some data? Call Yamesh.
So how did Yamesh join the S.E.U. exactly? Well, Yamesh had a younger brother who was killed in the first year because his IQ was not up to par. This had always troubled Yamesh, and when the females began a revolution, something broke in him, urging him to fight against this treatment of their own people. Unfortunately, no changes were made. He decided to travel to the Ostara Republic along with others. After some scurrying around on Ostara, he was quickly contacted by an unknown figure and was invited to join the S.E.U. as their tech expert.

Weapons & gadgets:
- K-1LL - Combat drone equipped with machine rifle .
- Standard issue assault rifle - not modified, not customized. Just a plain old rifle.
- OPSAT - A handy tool for hacking, giving orders to K-1LL and showing a 3d map of the area.
- EMP-Grenades - Useful little devices that render any electronic device out of order for a period of time.

Name: Cayne Zarubin

Age: 29

Weight: 173.3lbs

Height: 6’ 2”

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Class: Sniper

Appearance:

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Personality: Usually witty and discerning at times when he gets the chance though much more focused on actual operations. Can be very sarcastic and painfully conceited too. Tends to have conversations with his recon drone.

Biography: Born to near low class family, Cayne lived a somewhat normal childhood; had good home, plenty of friends, and decent grades. One day his father, whom was a scout at one time, taught Cayne how to camp, hunt, and live off the wilderness. The occasional camping and hunting trips every so often had peaked Cayne’s further interest and eventually like father, like son, Cayne quickly got the hang of living outdoors and practically excelled at it.

Many years later, Cayne would graduate college with an A.A.S. degree and join up with the military soon afterwards, leading him into a new found career as a sniper thanks in part to his survivalist taught demeanor. While only seeing a few tours, Cayne had further honed his skills, taking charge of communications and working with a reconnaissance drone while fighting in numerous combat zones, marking enemy targets and positions for elimination.

Weapons: High-powered sniper rifle, shotgun (optional and situational), utility reconnaissance drone, suppressed pistol, and combat knife

Name: Stellan Johansen
Age: 30
Weight: 260 lbs
Height: 6'5
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Class: Tank

Appearance:

Even if you didn't know his name it would be easy to identify Stellan's Norwegian heritage in his appearance. He has the typical slavic facial features with a prominent forehead, deep set piercing blue eyes and chiseled features. His hair is a dirty blonde and reaches past his shoulders. He commonly wears this in a single braid. He has a light beard also blonde which is kept short and neat except for a longer section of hair in the middle worn in a short braid.

Stellan can only be described as big, he stands head and shoulders above most people and is pure muscle, he has a broad chest, thick arms and legs and plently of muscle. But he is not over muscled (like a body builder) as he has built his muscles over time from carrying heavy loads etc and is perfectly proportioned. When off duty he usually wears faded jeans and plaid shirts. He has several tattoos,a large one of yggdrasil (Norse world tree) on his back and a series of rings made up of Norwegian words around his left wrist (together they say: Be strong when you are weak, Be brave when you are scared, be humble when you are victorious)

Personality:

Stellan is one of the most easy going and laid back people you could ever meet, his apparent infinite patience and good nature make him very easy to like. He is often smiling or laughing (he has deep and booming laugh) and seems to genuinely like most people that he meets. He accepts people as they are flaws and all and because of this he is well liked, most people gravitate toward him liking his easy going and happy nature.

People often assume because he is so often like this that he does not get angry or upset, this is of course untrue, and are then shocked when he loses his temper or becomes emotional. It takes a lot to make him snap but when he goes, best to run for the hills as it has been pent up for a long time. He has been soldiering most of his life and so is a professional but his CO's know to expect him to crack jokes regularly and they usually don't mind as nit keeps morale up.

Biography:
Stellan lost both his parents at an early age and was raised by the state, he went through several foster homes and orphanages before being permanently adopted by an ex soldier and his wife. His adoptive father raised him, along with his own sons, with the discipline and regimented life he had learned in the military and Stellan became used to such discipline. The man was strict but fair and ensured all his boys knew how to look after themselves and that they were 'raised right'
Stellan decided early that he wanted to follow in his fathers footsteps and do his part to protect those he cared about. He joined the military and served with distinction as a heavy infantryman (with his build he couldn't really be anything else) until he was deployed to his new posting in the S.E.U

Weapons:
-Heavy Machine gun with grenade launcher
-Rocket launcher
-Multiple frag and incendiary grenades
-M1911A1 Sidearm
-Combat knife in right boot

Age: 22
Weight: 160 lbs.
Height: 5'6"
Race: Seer
Gender: Female
Class: Sniper/Scout


Not one to shy away from voicing her thoughts, Mirrah is brutally honest when talking to someone. Though she means not to insult, she will only explain her reasoning if she is asked to do so. She tends to keep a neutral point in the arguments of others. Mirrah has little knowledge on the culture and lifestyles of other races, and though she is not very enthusiastic on learning about them, she is intrigued and curious. Often, if one does something she finds odd, she will point it out, and question it's purpose to sate her curiosity.

She, like all Seers, wishes to end the conflicts that plague the worlds, and bring a time of peace. When she is sent on a mission, she will take it seriously for its entirety, though she will speak when she deems it necessary. She prays to Seral to guide her, to keep her and her comrades safe, and to allow them to fulfill their mission.



Though she grew up in a world where conflict was seldom, Mirrah loved to dance. Hers were some of the swiftest movements among her people when it came to the art, and she thanked Seral for gifting her with such skill. That is not to say that was the only thing she did. When she was younger, she had a habit of playing pranks that involved her being unseen. She had a knack for hiding, that's for sure.

Of course, when the time came for her people to make an important decision, Mirrah had made hers. She joined the S.E.U. with the intent of helping others into a time of peace, where no blood would be shed.

Being unfamiliar with the concept of battle, she was given training, and although it was difficult at first, she found a small similarity between dancing and fighting. She learned quickly, and was given her two blades to match her fighting style. Of course, she was given training for firearms as well, but her specialty would always be her dance of blades.

Weapons:

• One Scimitar-like Blade
• One Dagger-like Blade
• 1911 Operator (suppressed)
• M6G Magnum
• Occasionally (albeit seldomly) uses an SRS99D-S2 AM Sniper. Rifle customized to have a removable scope (never on her person, only used when needing to snipe longer distances)
• 2 flashbangs

Name: Janos 'Tsar' Kalpa
Age: 34
Weight: 220 lb's (100 Kg)
Height: 6'8 (210 cm)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Class: Gunnery Chief, Explosives expert specialization

Appearance: Janos' short brown hair seems rather unkempt even in the best of conditions. Some slight balding can be noticed on the temples and he has a very prominent widow's peak. His eyes are bright green in color and there is a small scar just under his left eye. He has quite high cheekbones and a slightly jutting jaw with noticeable underbite.

His left arm has some still visible burns here and there - most likely from one of his very rare botches with explosives.

While off duty Janos always seems to wear the exact same white t-shirt and the same black jeans - though sometimes he does add an old fashioned pilot jacket to the mix.

Personality: Quite a joker and a charmer. Janos likes to act like a sort of a mad bomber - mostly to throw people off balance. When he really puts his mind on something he'll always do his best to accomplish the task at than - be it explosives related or not.

Biography: Janos spent his early years in relative peace gaining a quite an assortment of skills - mostly chemistry and other such. He joined the military at the age of 18 and was soon noted to be quite gifted in 'enhancing' explosives - or jury rigging them from all sorts of components he happened to have on hand at the moment. His unorthodox and at most times rather dangerous - though admittedly always working and at least in his own hands safe - little projects soon got both the ire and admiration of his superiors. The ire came in the form of Janos being relieved of military duty, however the admiration on the other hand meant that he was transferred to S.E.U where his work could serve a greater purpose and hopefully put less people in danger.

Weapons:
Colt 1911 with a blackened finish and stylized lion emblems on the handle plates, it has an extended magazine and slightly shortened barrel.

Modified M32 Multiple Grenade Launcher - the weapon has been modified to hold 9 grenades at a time, it has an added range calculating sight and has been stripped of excess components to make it as light as possible.

Incendiary grendades
Frag grenades
Armor piercing grenades for the MGL (Self improved ammo)

D6 - A rather unnervingly efficient derivative from the common C4 plastic explosive that Janos has in his usual manner improved. He has not given away the full list of ingredients, but those who have seen a pound of D6 go off - and know their explosives - can at least attest that it has some added phosphorus and magnesium in it. Due to the fact that lobbing the stuff around can be at times rather dangerous - the chemical mix can have a nasty side effect in certain conditions - Janos only prepares and carries the stuff with him if there is enough intel to warrant seriously blowing something up.

Janos is also able to use the D6 - admittedly with some minor modification to the formula - as the explosive agent of the grenades he launches from his MGL. Admittedly he dislikes using the modified compound due to it becoming unstable and rather dangerous - for instance even dropping a grenade with the modified D6 can cause an explosion.