"Shootings will continue until moral improves."


Age:
27
Height:
5'6
Weight:
110
Pilot Class:
Rabbit
Nationality:
Austrian
Bio:

"The weak turn to the opiate of the masses known as "God" praying that some psychotic being of immense power might grant them mercy. I seek no such solace, as I am seemingly always at war with fate."
-Hanna von Falkenheim, during the war on Karlsland.

Austria, a beautiful land of mountains, skiing, and architecture, found itself at the front lines when the WEC declared all out war on the military state of Karlsland. At the time, Hanna was a young patriot, who saw it as a war to civilize Europe. On a very deep, personal level, it meant to squeeze out the weak minded, perhaps finally end a turbulent time, and move on to higher thinking. This was her motivation, her drive as she volunteered for the ranks. She was going to help her homeland and this attempt at recreating the civilized world of before, or die trying.

Attending officer school at a young age, she was quickly promoted and was given command of a flight of hunter aircraft. This was to be her first combat experience, leading a bombing raid on an unsuspecting factory complex. It was a total strategic success and she found great joy in watching those factories burn. It was a taste of weakness. Not on her part, mind you, but on others. It made her realize how simple this "game" was, and made her worry.

For this, she was promoted to being an instructor for Austria's contribution to the WEC forces, and was given a heavy fighter to replace her hunter. Another sign of this tell-tale "weakness". If it were this easy to move up, who was running this war? Regardless, she still took this promotion and instructing job seriously and began her work to forge battle ready pilots. As it turned out, she was.... to good at her job. On one hand, she raised some of the finest, more efficient pilots her country had seen, but on the other, well, she did so through incredibly brutal methods. Beatings, executions, and downright mental abuse of her students gave her a dark reputation that many feared. However, there was a war going on, and thus nobody complained when Hanna got results.

During this time, Hanna learned of the more fundamental weaknesses of mankind. So many flaws in their emotions, their inability to accept sacrifice in the selfish desire of their own utterly worthless lives. This war would not be the end, no, she had to do more. She had to do everything in her power to climb the ranks, so that she could take power and fix this weakness in mankind, or else they were doomed to repeat it all. It was her new resolve, her new higher calling to take back this world from the manipulative hands of fate, of even God. Immediately, Hanna began to focus on ranking up, of climbing the ladder. For in the chaos of war, it was her opportunity to do so. But then, just like that, the war was over. WEC no longer needed such soldiers like Hanna.

No less than a few months later, Hanna was suddenly forced to be "honorably" discharged.

This act of betrayal, from the country she had worked so hard for... it sent her over the edge. It was all over, this country, these leaders were just going to repeat the mistakes of the past! Did they not understand that order, through any means necessary, is preferable to the horrible alternative of constant war?? Why, why would they be so blind to their own hubris? Rumors have it that she killed the very messenger who delivered it, and that "accidental" discharge of cannon was anything but when it blew up her old commander's transport. Regardless, what is known is that she took her plane and left, becoming a fearsome mercenary for anyone other than the WEC. It is said that if at any point she comes across a WEC force while on the job, she'll happily execute every last one of them.

Only a little later, when the weak governors of the old American city New York reached out for help, did she see her chance and decided to take up the offer. Hanna would whip this rotten city into shape.... Perhaps it was yet another chance... another ladder. And she will will climb that ladder.

By Any Means Necessary

Theme Song:

Name:
The Focke-Wulf 148 "RedTail"
Description:

A duel turboprop engine, heavy fighter used by both WEC and the former Karlslandic forces. This was a monster of an aircraft, boasting of heavy firepower and speed. Despite its larger wingspan and heavier weight, the 148 is a agile craft, making it an excellent heavy fighter. Due to the complex nature of its two turboprop engines, driving twin propellers, this aircraft was expensive and hard to produce. Regardless, it was seen as one of the more higher end aircraft to come out of the war. The aircraft performs at its best when engaged with single enemy's or hunter type aircraft thanks to its heavy armament. However, when faced against multiple fighter type aircraft, this plane is at a disadvantage due to its lower battlefield situational awareness. This aircraft will depend heavily on Scanner aircraft in the area to perform in heavy combat.
Plane Type:
Heavy Fighter
Weapons Descriptions:
2 high velocity 30mm rotatory cannons.
2 high velocity 20mm rotatory cannons.
4 HV Interceptor missiles
2 AA cluster missiles
4 medium sized slots for ground attacks if need be
Extra armoring
Booster Fuel

Weaknesses:
Despite its agility, the Focke-Wulf 148 is an abnormally large aircraft, so it can be easier to hit. With it's original intentions to be a "raider" type aircraft, the fighter modifications can only do so much. In a dogfight, lighter, smaller aircraft will always have the advantage in maneuverability. Also, if the booster fuel is used, the plane will burn out quickly soon after and will be forced to land for refueling, thus its usually used as a last ditch escape plane.

Age:
22
Height:
6'1
Weight:
195
Pilot Class:
Bomber
Nationality:
Californian...the North kind, originally. Not that he was ever raised there.
Bio:
Like the aforementioned information said, Eldon was born in the sweet toasty city of Redding, right up on Northern California. As the son of a lovebird couple in a traveling jazz band, Eldon was said to have blue blood...or was it the blues in his blood?

Regardless, Eldon did not stay long enough to experience the kindly nature that Redding had to offer. Around the continent he flew in one of the few 747's capable of flight, completely vulnerable to any and all attacks.

But those attacks never happened; the band always had something new to offer, like their music or their tall tales or the recipes some cooks carried in their minds. So they were kings and queens in the air, save for the occasional chat with an airway-man (the highway-man equivalent).

Regardless, Eldon needed a good raising, so the band dropped off their two star-crossed lovers back home in the Bronx, and that was a different world altogether...

...there's plenty of details that happened in between, but what's most important is that when conflict spilled over to the East Coast, a certain young man had his gang piece together an old B-17 from the museum. Not many others had the opportunity to fly, especially with so many things to do on the ground. Under the call-sign "Old-Timer", Eldon began to take jobs from a number of high-profile individuals. His clients decided to dislike the name he had when they started to see his musical talent, and so birthed the rumor of the Bronx Bomber, a man who would fill the blue sky with the bullets on a cut-common time.

Theme Song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmDDOFXSgAs

Name:
"The Old Timer"
Description:
Plane Type:
B-17 Flying Fortress (subject to change)
Weapons Descriptions:
Weaknesses: