Name: Evangeline Starr
Military codename: (You don’t get to pick this, you’ll pick it up along the way)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: 
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Personality: Overall, pretty friendly. Inquisitive, especially when it comes to tech, but friendly. Well known in her social circles as generally being ‘one of the guys’, as happy to hang out as she is to tinker with machinery. If anyone’s going to know a machine inside and out, it’d be Evangeline. Her name, though, had thrown more than a few people for a loop; Evangeline being too much of a mouthful, and ‘Angie’ grating on her nerves, most people call her Evan. And given her preference for pilot suits and practical clothes, this has gotten a bit confusing for people who haven’t met her personally.
Biography: If someone asked you to name the profession where you’d work with the most MECHs, you’d tell them the KAD. You’d also be dead wrong. Anyone who’s ever lived in an agricultural town can tell you that you’ll find more MECHs than you could ever imagine in the local mechanic’s shop. Which is exactly where Evangeline grew up. Daughter of a MECH mechanic, she was surrounded by the machines the moment she came home. And when one small shop needs to service the largest agricultural hub in the area, life tends to exist in a constant state of “all hands on deck”. And that includes the smallest pair in the household. Her dad started her out with sorting pieces so he could find them easier, but as time went on, she started to be more and more involved. From sorting, to cataloguing, to ordering, to small patch jobs, and eventually to performing the same jobs her old man did. Between the two of them, folks used to say they could turn a scrapheap top of the line in a few days. 

Evengeline was well into her teenage years, then, and didn’t really bother paying attention to much outside her work. Frankly she assumed that she would take over the shop when her father retired, like he did for his father, and him for his father. She went to school as much as she had to, did well in her classes, but it was never her focus. As far as she was concerned she learned all the skills she needed on the job. Well, except for one thing. Being a mechanic didn’t teach you much about magic, and for that reason, she couldn’t figure out the one mystery that always seemed beyond her reach. For as long as she could remember, she knew her house was haunted. Her father didn’t really believe her. Kids believe the strangest things, you know? House sure as hell wasn’t haunted before she was born, sure as hell wasn’t after. But nothing he said ever convinced his daughter. She knew that when she was sorting parts, sometimes she’d leave and find them in different piles. Or walk away from a job to help a customer, and find when she came back that the right tools for the job were on her table. Little things like that, but as she got older, they kept happening more and more frequently.

When she was little, it terrified her. That something was moving around unseen, changing her environment, but she never saw it. As she got older she started to notice that almost everything it did was helpful, and even though her dad didn’t believe her, she started calling it her “Friendly Neighborhood Assistant”. Once or twice, when she was sixteen, she could have sworn she saw it. A brief glimpse at something faint out of the corner of her eye. Mostly at night, however, were she really just attributed it to a dream or an optical illusion. It was never a  big part of her life, mostly a curiosity. Like everything else, that changed three years ago.

Evangeline’s home was in rural Erenduil, it had to be for its purposes, and cut off from the rest of the kingdom’s support. A prime target for demon attacks. Naturally, they didn’t pass up the opportunity. Local armed forces pushed them back as best they could, but they simply didn’t have the manpower or the equipment. With each charge the demons pushed further and further into town. Three days into the attacks, they overran the town’s defenses and started banging down the door of her garage. Literally. Her house had been breached in minutes, but the garage was sturdier. Her family huddled inside, she desperately searched for something to reinforce the door, or hold off what was outside. And when she rounded a corner, she saw it for the first time. A pale blue shape, one of the only points of light in the dim quarters of the workshop. Completely still when she first saw it, but there was no mistake what it was. Or that, when it moved slowly over towards one of the pending repairs, the quiet whispers in her ears were beckoning. When it disappeared into the MECH, with the demons nearly through the door, she decided to take a chance. 

The MECH started without too much difficulty, but it wasn’t finished. It had been a pet project, trying to piece together parts salvaged from other machines into something new, but it wasn’t entirely connected yet. So when the soft blue glow started tracing the skeletal structure, and the status lights started turning green one by one, Evangeline thought her eyes must have been deceiving her. They weren’t, which was fortunate, because the door came down a few seconds later. 

And that was how the longest night of her life progressed. Doing battle with the demons at her door, falling back to fix her makeshift machine, and repeating the process. The ghost didn’t say anything more, but when she finally stopped the MECH at dawn the next day, she knew it was there. A look at her machine didn’t explain why it was working, though. When she looked again the next day, it was just as inoperable as before. She finished the assembly process, making sure it was ready when the demons came again, but it was a few days before she saw her ‘ghost’ again. She knew what it was, now. She just didn’t know where the Spirit came from, or why it seemed like it only ever appeared for her. But she could understand the whispers, now. They were clearer. It didn’t say much, she wasn’t sure she could really call it ‘speaking’ at all, but it helped her understand the basics of how it functioned. And just as importantly, its name.

Once the KAD was formed, and her home was safe, she started looking outside the shop for the first time. And soon enough she was packing up her MECH and heading towards Mecha Carta.  
Military Job: Pilot
Spirit Name: United We Stand
Spirit Appearance: When visible, which isn’t all that often, United manifests as a largely amorphous cluster of ethereal substance. Sometimes it seems to take a shape, but never long enough to determine what it might be. It only ever seems to appear around Evangeline, but no one else ever seems to hear it.
Spirit Power: United We Stand merges MECH compatible technology into something greater than the sum of its parts.The Spirit provides the energy and effect, but it falls to Evangelin to bear the strain of keeping the combined whole together. Little things, like integrating an add-on equipment package, are easy. Something larger and more complex is significantly more difficult. United has hinted that it is possible to share the burden, but hasn’t offered much guidance on how or what conditions would have to be met. Due to the enigmatic nature of the ability, and Evangeline’s caution in testing it, she doesn’t yet know the extent of its abilities. She has, however, determined that it is affected by her mental and emotional state. The form that these additions take seems to vary from combination, meaning that while a specific set of additions will always take a certain form, changing even one piece might make something completely different.
Spirit Origin: Evangeline doesn’t know. She knows that it has been around since she was a little girl, unseen by everyone (including her), but no one ever encountered it before she was born. None of her family, who lived in that home for generations, ever noticed anything like it. Local history makes passing reference to a few Spirits, but none seem to match closely. United itself isn’t being too helpful, either. It gives vague ‘answers’, most of which amount to “it was time”. All Evan knows, and all she feels, is that it seems much older than she is. 
Mech: Titan
Extra: 

Name: [i]Titan[/i]
Classification: Sword
Appearance: About thirty five feet tall, putting it roughly in the midrange for MECH heights, the Titan is a machine made up of hard, geometric edges. It eschews the more knight-like, curved appearance of the KAD’s more standard machines, instead opting for a MECH that resembles a cross between that knight of old and its mechanical nature. Its head is adorned by a leonine helm, with a green faux crystal covering sensors set into its forehead. A golden lion is painted on its shoulder, and its primary colors are blue and gray. The changes to it depends on the composite parts of United We Stand.
Weapons:
-Heat-Edged Longsword
-Chobham Armor Shield
-Carbine
-Shoulder-Mounted Long Range Cannon
Upgrades
History: The Titan began life as a cobbled together scrap parts machine made in Evan’s shop. After its use in combat, and being brought to the MCI, it has been continuously refined and upgraded from its base form.