Name: Jan van Gent
Appearance:Jan stands at 1.65 meters tall. He has fair skin, dark-blonde hair styled shortly and combed to the side. He has little standards concerning the clothes he wears, usually wearing whatever he managed to get on the cheap from a clothes vendor. The only criterium to him is that something needs to be functional. It doesn't need to be pretty or graceful, it just needs to work.
Age: 27
Role: scouting/ assault
Personality :A rash and boorish man by nature. Jan is a spirited individual with a somewhat cruel streak to his actions. He doesn't particularly mind if other people are served by his actions, but is ultimately mostly in it for himself. Despite this though, he places great value on loyalty and mutual respect, even if it is for the slightly pragmatic reason that a long-time partner is the best partner.
Backstory: A storied and grizzled independent. Jan van Gent was never part of the big five, instead operating with all sorts of factions all over the world as a mercenary contractor. He has probably fought with and against every major player on the current global stage, switching allegiances in quieter periods when hsi current employer's funds dried up, though always taking care not to antagonize anyone enough to draw the wrong sort of attention.
A recent stint as a volkov subcontractor saw Jan assigned to New Anchorage. Political machinations above his control then saw volkvov retract their support, with jan's contract being terminated in the fallout. Jan simply shrugged and renegotiated a direct contract with New Anchorage's commander. Just another day on the job.
Tactical Preference & Skills: Jan has great proficiency and experience at spotting and exploiting oppurtunities in a tactical situation. He has very good aim with all equipped weapons even at high speeds. He can concentrate on whatever his current target is without anything feasibly breaking his stride, though he is suspectible to a sort of tactical tunnel vision as well.
Notes: Jan returns from the previous thread.
Text Color: None due to player bias/laziness
NC
Codename: Goldenspur
Appearance: The goldenspur is a grizzled mercenary machine, much like its pilot. Its frame is painted a muted black with gold details. While standing upright, its silhoutte is very visible due to its signature custom-built shoulder plates, somewhat resembling the skeletal wings of the winged hussar cavalry of old. These shoulder plates are folded over the NC's backside when in standby, but stretch to their full impressive length when shoulder weapons are deployed.
Body & Type: A medium-class tank body. Original manufacturer is difficult to determine due to the amount of disparate custom parts mixed and matched to create the NC. Armor plating has been stripped and replaced with ligther variants on all sides save for the front to allow for greater manouverability. The NC has the unusual ability to fold downwards into a threaded tank-vehicle designed for speed and getaways.
Equipment & Armaments: Goldenspur's main armament is a high-power plasma lance designed to punch through heavy armor and inflict catastrphic damage on internal systems. It requires a long pre-charge time and consumes most of the reactor's energy output when fired, also requiring a cooldown period afterwards.
The goldenspur has two standard grade gimballed autoguns mounted on its shoulders. Energy consumption on them is low, and the caliber is sufficient to deal with most non-NC targets as well as posing a threat to NCs with lighter armor.
In terms of defensive measures, the goldenspur has a standardized ECM array to deal with fire and forget missiles, a radar dampening coating on its armor, and a set of smoke launchers to disrupt visual contact. The smoke has a peculiar chemical composition that disperses lasers fired through it.
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