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I meant his views which extended to "treat pows and civs ok"
Again, my bio said those views were only a minority of Academy students...
Edit: Yes, resolved.
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Oh man, this looks cool. And I like your ideas on 'character roles'. I'm cautiously interested in the captain/naval officer role (in command of a huge-ass ship? Yes please), and I'd be willing to Co-GM, but I've never actually done that before. What sort of duties would that entail?
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Oh man, this looks cool. And I like your ideas on 'character roles'. I'm cautiously interested in the captain/naval officer role (in command of a huge-ass ship? Yes please), and I'd be willing to Co-GM, but I've never actually done that before. What sort of duties would that entail?
Co-GMing is along the lines of helping the GM realize their plot, as well as enforcing rules on the RP. Additionally, the Co-GM will head up the RP if the GM is absent. The Co-GM will also work in private with the GM to come up with fun plot ideas for the group. I Co-GM'd for Myke on the last Falling Skies as the ship captain, and it was a great experience.
As for the Captain role, it's a good idea to make up a roster of key ship personnel that will be mainly interacting with your character. Since the Captain doesn't have a MAS, it's not often that he/she will be directly engaging with the rest of the players, so RPing with yourself is a must. I can speak from experience that it is a challenging role, but fun and rewarding in its own way. The role is a great way to test your skill as a writer. If you want ideas and inspiration on the role, here is a link to the previous Falling Skies, which shares the same format as this new one.
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(Disregard the crossbow and the bare thighs, the picture is otherwise perfect).
Name: O’Connor, Chloe
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Callsign: Noob
Kills: 0! For now.
Psychological Analysis: Chloe is peppy, energetic, and always talking. She’s an absolutely zealous worker and at times an insufferable kiss-up to authority figures, both habits born from the days when she had to work odd jobs to keep her family off the streets – to her, perfection is necessary to survive. She possesses a confidence that at times crosses the border completely into arrogance, being well aware that she had to work very hard to get where she is, and she often acts like she understands situations better than she actually does. She resents her position as the ‘FNG’ a bit, but for the most part she takes it as a challenge; she’s determined to prove her worth to her new contemporaries and show them just why she belongs alongside them.
Chloe’s friendly enough to most people who can put up with her, though she has a habit of making snap judgements about people that tend to stick around for a very long time, for good or ill. She loves conversation and comparing tactics, strategies or technical notes with her peers; she’s obsessed with self-improvement and being better at her job, so if she can accept that someone has some knowledge or experience she doesn’t, she’ll do her level best to get it out of them.
Deep down, her perfectionism gives way to a gnawing anxiety about her place in the world and in the 101st Legion, and she tends to deal with outright failure very poorly. She loves her family, and writes home to them frequently, though she’d be lying if she said she had any deep patriotic feelings for the UEE. To her, the Legion is a potentially lucrative career, a place she can perform well and rise far; she hasn’t put much thought into the actual ‘combat’ part of it, the risking of her own life and the taking of others’, but she believes that she’ll manage, when the time comes. The prospect of peace conflicts her – she’s seen enough devastation caused by the war to know it would be a good thing, but at the same time… it would really throw a wrench in her career goals.
Military Record: Military Record: Chloe was born on Earth in the city of Dublin, Ireland, the first of three children. Her parents were refugees from the planet Artal, an agrarian world that had recently fallen after a prolonged invasion by Coalition forces. Dublin was an urban jungle, sprawling and filthy and poverty stricken from a growing refugee crisis. Chloe grew up in a hovel on the river Liffey, which she shared with her parents and her two twin siblings; for most of her life, the family was wretchedly poor, there being little good work for people whose only marketable skills were in off-world farming.
Chloe started working odd jobs from the age of 12 to supplement her parent’s income; she hauled garbage, waited tables in in restaurants in the ‘nice’ part of town – once or twice she got involved in more illegal operations, though she made certain not to get too far into that game. The city was dangerous; everyone carried a gun, and everyone knew how to use one. Despite the difficult circumstances, Chloe’s mother found time to homeschool her children, and Chloe supplemented that education as best as she good. All the while, she was planning her escape; how she would one day provide a better life for her family. There wasn’t money at home, but there was always a need for good soldiers.
On her seventeenth birthday, Chloe marched into a recruitment station in tattered clothes with a face covered in mud and demanded to be considered eligible for training – not just as a grunt soldier, but as an MAS pilot, the best of the best. She was immediately laughed out of the room, though she remained camped outside the building for three days, yelling at the window that she wouldn’t leave until she was given the basic aptitude test. Finally, the recruitment officer relented, expecting her to fail immediately; however, she had been training and studying obsessively for this moment for a year, and both her physical performance and test scores were enough to qualify her for training. She backed a bag full of possessions, kissed her mother goodbye, and was on the next shuttle to basic, promising to send money home.
Chloe excelled in training, though most of her peers considered her absolutely insufferable. She trained and studied obsessively, graduating three years later at the top of her class and immediately being promoted to active duty with a unit of veterans. She has yet to see actual combat, but she’s looking forward to the chance to finally prove that she deserves this chance; and make a little money for her family in the bargain.
Equipment: Simple magnetic pilot’s sidearm in a thigh holster. She also has a picture of her little brother and sister scrunched up in her back pocket.
(Disregard the crossbow and the bare thighs, the picture is otherwise perfect). Name: O’Connor, Chloe
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Callsign: Noob
Kills: 0! For now.
Psychological Analysis: Chloe is peppy, energetic, and always talking. She’s an absolutely zealous worker and at times an insufferable kiss-up to authority figures, both habits born from the days when she had to work odd jobs to keep her family off the streets – to her, perfection is necessary to survive. She possesses a confidence that at times crosses the border completely into arrogance, being well aware that she had to work very hard to get where she is, and she often acts like she understands situations better than she actually does. She resents her position as the ‘FNG’ a bit, but for the most part she takes it as a challenge; she’s determined to prove her worth to her new contemporaries and show them just why she belongs alongside them.
Chloe’s friendly enough to most people who can put up with her, though she has a habit of making snap judgements about people that tend to stick around for a very long time, for good or ill. She loves conversation and comparing tactics, strategies or technical notes with her peers; she’s obsessed with self-improvement and being better at her job, so if she can accept that someone has some knowledge or experience she doesn’t, she’ll do her level best to get it out of them.
Deep down, her perfectionism gives way to a gnawing anxiety about her place in the world and in the 101st Legion, and she tends to deal with outright failure very poorly. She loves her family, and writes home to them frequently, though she’d be lying if she said she had any deep patriotic feelings for the UEE. To her, the Legion is a potentially lucrative career, a place she can perform well and rise far; she hasn’t put much thought into the actual ‘combat’ part of it, the risking of her own life and the taking of others’, but she believes that she’ll manage, when the time comes. The prospect of peace conflicts her – she’s seen enough devastation caused by the war to know it would be a good thing, but at the same time… it would really throw a wrench in her career goals.
Military Record: Military Record: Chloe was born on Earth in the city of Dublin, Ireland, the first of three children. Her parents were refugees from the planet Artal, an agrarian world that had recently fallen after a prolonged invasion by Coalition forces. Dublin was an urban jungle, sprawling and filthy and poverty stricken from a growing refugee crisis. Chloe grew up in a hovel on the river Liffey, which she shared with her parents and her two twin siblings; for most of her life, the family was wretchedly poor, there being little good work for people whose only marketable skills were in off-world farming.
Chloe started working odd jobs from the age of 12 to supplement her parent’s income; she hauled garbage, waited tables in in restaurants in the ‘nice’ part of town – once or twice she got involved in more illegal operations, though she made certain not to get too far into that game. The city was dangerous; everyone carried a gun, and everyone knew how to use one. Despite the difficult circumstances, Chloe’s mother found time to homeschool her children, and Chloe supplemented that education as best as she good. All the while, she was planning her escape; how she would one day provide a better life for her family. There wasn’t money at home, but there was always a need for good soldiers.
On her seventeenth birthday, Chloe marched into a recruitment station in tattered clothes with a face covered in mud and demanded to be considered eligible for training – not just as a grunt soldier, but as an MAS pilot, the best of the best. She was immediately laughed out of the room, though she remained camped outside the building for three days, yelling at the window that she wouldn’t leave until she was given the basic aptitude test. Finally, the recruitment officer relented, expecting her to fail immediately; however, she had been training and studying obsessively for this moment for a year, and both her physical performance and test scores were enough to qualify her for training. She backed a bag full of possessions, kissed her mother goodbye, and was on the next shuttle to basic, promising to send money home.
Chloe excelled in training, though most of her peers considered her absolutely insufferable. She trained and studied obsessively, graduating three years later at the top of her class and immediately being promoted to active duty with a unit of veterans. She has yet to see actual combat, but she’s looking forward to the chance to finally prove that she deserves this chance; and make a little money for her family in the bargain.
Equipment: Simple magnetic pilot’s sidearm in a thigh holster. She also has a picture of her little brother and sister scrunched up in her back pocket.
Throwing in my hat for FNG!
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Name: O’Connor, Chloe
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Callsign: Noob
Kills: 0! For now.
Psychological Analysis: Chloe is peppy, energetic, and always talking. She’s an absolutely zealous worker and at times an insufferable kiss-up to authority figures, both habits born from the days when she had to work odd jobs to keep her family off the streets – to her, perfection is necessary to survive. She possesses a confidence that at times crosses the border completely into arrogance, being well aware that she had to work very hard to get where she is, and she often acts like she understands situations better than she actually does. She resents her position as the ‘FNG’ a bit, but for the most part she takes it as a challenge; she’s determined to prove her worth to her new contemporaries and show them just why she belongs alongside them.
Chloe’s friendly enough to most people who can put up with her, though she has a habit of making snap judgements about people that tend to stick around for a very long time, for good or ill. She loves conversation and comparing tactics, strategies or technical notes with her peers; she’s obsessed with self-improvement and being better at her job, so if she can accept that someone has some knowledge or experience she doesn’t, she’ll do her level best to get it out of them.
Deep down, her perfectionism gives way to a gnawing anxiety about her place in the world and in the 101st Legion, and she tends to deal with outright failure very poorly. She loves her family, and writes home to them frequently, though she’d be lying if she said she had any deep patriotic feelings for the UEE. To her, the Legion is a potentially lucrative career, a place she can perform well and rise far; she hasn’t put much thought into the actual ‘combat’ part of it, the risking of her own life and the taking of others’, but she believes that she’ll manage, when the time comes. The prospect of peace conflicts her – she’s seen enough devastation caused by the war to know it would be a good thing, but at the same time… it would really throw a wrench in her career goals.
Military Record: Military Record: Chloe was born on Earth in the city of Dublin, Ireland, the first of three children. Her parents were refugees from the planet Artal, an agrarian world that had recently fallen after a prolonged invasion by Coalition forces. Dublin was an urban jungle, sprawling and filthy and poverty stricken from a growing refugee crisis. Chloe grew up in a hovel on the river Liffey, which she shared with her parents and her two twin siblings; for most of her life, the family was wretchedly poor, there being little good work for people whose only marketable skills were in off-world farming.
Chloe started working odd jobs from the age of 12 to supplement her parent’s income; she hauled garbage, waited tables in in restaurants in the ‘nice’ part of town – once or twice she got involved in more illegal operations, though she made certain not to get too far into that game. The city was dangerous; everyone carried a gun, and everyone knew how to use one. Despite the difficult circumstances, Chloe’s mother found time to homeschool her children, and Chloe supplemented that education as best as she good. All the while, she was planning her escape; how she would one day provide a better life for her family. There wasn’t money at home, but there was always a need for good soldiers.
On her seventeenth birthday, Chloe marched into a recruitment station in tattered clothes with a face covered in mud and demanded to be considered eligible for training – not just as a grunt soldier, but as an MAS pilot, the best of the best. She was immediately laughed out of the room, though she remained camped outside the building for three days, yelling at the window that she wouldn’t leave until she was given the basic aptitude test. Finally, the recruitment officer relented, expecting her to fail immediately; however, she had been training and studying obsessively for this moment for a year, and both her physical performance and test scores were enough to qualify her for training. She backed a bag full of possessions, kissed her mother goodbye, and was on the next shuttle to basic, promising to send money home.
Chloe excelled in training, though most of her peers considered her absolutely insufferable. She trained and studied obsessively, graduating three years later at the top of her class and immediately being promoted to active duty with a unit of veterans. She has yet to see actual combat, but she’s looking forward to the chance to finally prove that she deserves this chance; and make a little money for her family in the bargain.
Equipment: Simple magnetic pilot’s sidearm in a thigh holster. She also has a picture of her little brother and sister scrunched up in her back pocket.
Throwing in my hat for FNG!
What about your mech :o
Also something sexy is COMING
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What about your mech :o
Also something sexy is COMING
It says in the OP that the GM will pick the mech for the FNG, I think.
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It says in the OP that the GM will pick the mech for the FNG, I think.
Oh I thought you get too :((
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Lol mexican stand off :))) listen boys when I roleplay its nothing but serious and epic.
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Hm. Do I have the time along with everything else to write a starship captain...
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Hello! When I saw this, I knew I had to give it a shot. If nothing else, I challenged myself to make a character I think would be engaging. I guess it's the token evil teammate.
Name: Wright, Adah
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Callsign: Dingo
Kills: 21
Psychological Analysis:
Adah Wright is an opportunist. She intones a casual or even lazy application of her energy outside of combat. When she speaks in social interaction, it is often to empower herself through the deprecation of others, though she remains acutely aware of social hierarchy which is best showcased through her almost populistic approach to friendship and interaction. Whomever is currently perceived by the majority to be ‘best’ will quickly earn her favor, and will find themselves flanked by a seemingly loyal companion. When they find themselves overshadowed, Adah will slowly make herself scarce and distant, until she eventually reappears at the side of her next best friend. She is keen to be second best – why ever one would want that – and will happily pick on those that are ‘beneath’ her, if it would curry favor with her friends.
In battle, Adah is a reliable, occasionally boisterous companion. Left to her own devices, she will happily pick on weaker targets with intensity, and otherwise hangs back in the confusion to find a weak spot to exploit on an already engaged opponent. She will ‘steal’ kills by aggressively backstabbing distracted enemies. While not outright cowardly, Adah is loathe to be the first person into the fray, preferring to hang back (or above) to find a moment to strike.
Military Record:
Initially a refugee from a war-torn system in the Free Enterprise Zone, Adah applied to the UEE armed forces in a recruitment drive promising hurried citizenship for both the applicant and their family. She served on various FEZ postings during her early service, only to be transferred away from both her old life and region when Imperial bureaucracy disseminated her multi-cultural battalion of misfits into various other postings.
Adah has a record of being involved in many minor fights between enlisted personnel, as well as a wealth of other mostly negligible misconduct. She does not show any immediate disloyalty or issue with authority, instead she appears to have followed a few commanding officers by personal request as they were reassigned to new assignments. Involved in many minor conflicts over the galactic warfront, Adah found her way into the 101st where she has earned a name for herself as Dingo, true to her ways of picking on weaker opponents or working in tandem with her comrades to take down enemies. She inherited a custom PTX-071 Sentinel custom model when the previous owner took a heavy caliber round to the cockpit, and has been using what clout she has to tamper with the design further to suit her needs.
Equipment: Cigarettes. Wy’shuthu Talisman. Standard issue hand-gun, knife.
Name: Wright, Adah
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Callsign: Dingo
Kills: 21
Psychological Analysis:
Adah Wright is an opportunist. She intones a casual or even lazy application of her energy outside of combat. When she speaks in social interaction, it is often to empower herself through the deprecation of others, though she remains acutely aware of social hierarchy which is best showcased through her almost populistic approach to friendship and interaction. Whomever is currently perceived by the majority to be ‘best’ will quickly earn her favor, and will find themselves flanked by a seemingly loyal companion. When they find themselves overshadowed, Adah will slowly make herself scarce and distant, until she eventually reappears at the side of her next best friend. She is keen to be second best – why ever one would want that – and will happily pick on those that are ‘beneath’ her, if it would curry favor with her friends.
In battle, Adah is a reliable, occasionally boisterous companion. Left to her own devices, she will happily pick on weaker targets with intensity, and otherwise hangs back in the confusion to find a weak spot to exploit on an already engaged opponent. She will ‘steal’ kills by aggressively backstabbing distracted enemies. While not outright cowardly, Adah is loathe to be the first person into the fray, preferring to hang back (or above) to find a moment to strike.
Military Record:
Initially a refugee from a war-torn system in the Free Enterprise Zone, Adah applied to the UEE armed forces in a recruitment drive promising hurried citizenship for both the applicant and their family. She served on various FEZ postings during her early service, only to be transferred away from both her old life and region when Imperial bureaucracy disseminated her multi-cultural battalion of misfits into various other postings.
Adah has a record of being involved in many minor fights between enlisted personnel, as well as a wealth of other mostly negligible misconduct. She does not show any immediate disloyalty or issue with authority, instead she appears to have followed a few commanding officers by personal request as they were reassigned to new assignments. Involved in many minor conflicts over the galactic warfront, Adah found her way into the 101st where she has earned a name for herself as Dingo, true to her ways of picking on weaker opponents or working in tandem with her comrades to take down enemies. She inherited a custom PTX-071 Sentinel custom model when the previous owner took a heavy caliber round to the cockpit, and has been using what clout she has to tamper with the design further to suit her needs.
Equipment: Cigarettes. Wy’shuthu Talisman. Standard issue hand-gun, knife.
Appearance: The Devil Dog is at its’ base still a 
. The equipment mounted on the chassis has been switched however, most notably the iconic alloy shield. Beyond the battered plates that have seen many replacements and repairs, it has been painted in a rust camouflage pattern.
Designation: PTX-071 Sentinel MkI C (Custom)
Role: CQC & Flanking
Chassis: Medium
Engine: Tri-Core Engine 15 Power
Description:
The Devil Dog custom Sentinel model was a temporary answer to the increasing war of maneuverability. Giving up it’s heavier weaponry and the bigger weapon, the MAS has been outfitted with a plethora of helpful equipment to help it adapt to more situations, as well as fitting it with specialized boosters to radically improve maneuverability on the ground and allow for sustained flight.
The vehicle excels in supporting frontline units, both infantry and bigger MAS, and has varied it’s defensive abilities to be where it needs. The downgraded main gun means it remains an oppressive threat to lighter models, while no longer as strong as a regular Sentinel. Instead it must rely on it’s brute speed and unchanged melee kit to handle bigger targets. The speed, disruption capacity and switchblade loadout primes it for a flanking or complimentary role in a unit. On it’s own the Devil Dog is a bully to anything weaker than itself, but at a disadvantage against a beefier target. In this capacity it is able to serve as a direct counter to lighter frames, or in its’ supporting role.
Systems:
PYL12-MAS Submachine Gun. 3 WT 2 PWR – A mass-produced 20mm one-handed ballistic weapon for combat against Light and Medium frames as well as suppressing, sustained fire. The PYL12-MAS holds 300 rounds, which it dispenses with a harrowing speed.
Claymore Missile System. 3 WT 2 PWR. - A missile launcher system set into the shoulder of the Sentinel. Launching 6 Claymore missiles, these small missiles pack a large punch, capable of downing most Light and Medium class MAS's with 1 or 2 missiles.
Head-Mounted Tyr Industries Flak Emplacement. 1 WT 0 PWR. Replacing the original models .50 caliber machine gun with a specialized anti-air flak weapon, the Devil Dog maintains respectable defense against small missile assault.
Arm-Mounted High Frequency Anti-Infantry Laser. 1 PWR – Relatively poor in application versus actual MAS opponents, the arm-mounted laser is a terrifying weapon for any ground-bound infantry. It fires high frequency beams up to 3 seconds at a time, and will cut a swathe through most terrain if used in sustained assaults.
Energy Saber. 1 WT 3 PWR - The Sentinel model utilizes a high powered energy saber stored in its shoulder. The blade length can be adjusted, and its high energy output allows it to be a deadly close ranged weapon. The saber uses its own power capacitors, and has a limited operational time of about an hour of constant use before needing to be recharged.
Alloy Knife. 1 WT. - Ideal for close quarters when the 'continuum of force' has been reduced to hand to hand combat. For optimum performance, the leading edge, 'pointy end', should be applied to the enemy and thrust into vital regions. This should be repeated as necessary.
Class 2 Shield Generator. 5 WT 5 PWR - The Devil Dog has had it's shield downgraded from the average Sentinel, but still carries adequate shielding.
Light Alloy Plating. 3 WT - a layer of extra armor over the MAS's arms, shoulders, and legs. A plate of light alloy will survive a single glancing blow from a plasma weapon and provides limited protection from other weapons but provides little protection from explosives.
Boosters. 3 WT 4 PWR – The Devil Dog has been equipped with several small, horizontal boosters as well as a larger model on its back. Intended for maneuverability and small course corrections, it can also be used to emergency skid while on the ground.
Countermeasure System – Armed with chaff and flares in addition to other defenses, the Devil Dog is primed to disrupt and disorient enemy fire.
Designation: PTX-071 Sentinel MkI C (Custom)
Role: CQC & Flanking
Chassis: Medium
Engine: Tri-Core Engine 15 Power
Description:
The Devil Dog custom Sentinel model was a temporary answer to the increasing war of maneuverability. Giving up it’s heavier weaponry and the bigger weapon, the MAS has been outfitted with a plethora of helpful equipment to help it adapt to more situations, as well as fitting it with specialized boosters to radically improve maneuverability on the ground and allow for sustained flight.
The vehicle excels in supporting frontline units, both infantry and bigger MAS, and has varied it’s defensive abilities to be where it needs. The downgraded main gun means it remains an oppressive threat to lighter models, while no longer as strong as a regular Sentinel. Instead it must rely on it’s brute speed and unchanged melee kit to handle bigger targets. The speed, disruption capacity and switchblade loadout primes it for a flanking or complimentary role in a unit. On it’s own the Devil Dog is a bully to anything weaker than itself, but at a disadvantage against a beefier target. In this capacity it is able to serve as a direct counter to lighter frames, or in its’ supporting role.
Systems:
PYL12-MAS Submachine Gun. 3 WT 2 PWR – A mass-produced 20mm one-handed ballistic weapon for combat against Light and Medium frames as well as suppressing, sustained fire. The PYL12-MAS holds 300 rounds, which it dispenses with a harrowing speed.
Claymore Missile System. 3 WT 2 PWR. - A missile launcher system set into the shoulder of the Sentinel. Launching 6 Claymore missiles, these small missiles pack a large punch, capable of downing most Light and Medium class MAS's with 1 or 2 missiles.
Head-Mounted Tyr Industries Flak Emplacement. 1 WT 0 PWR. Replacing the original models .50 caliber machine gun with a specialized anti-air flak weapon, the Devil Dog maintains respectable defense against small missile assault.
Arm-Mounted High Frequency Anti-Infantry Laser. 1 PWR – Relatively poor in application versus actual MAS opponents, the arm-mounted laser is a terrifying weapon for any ground-bound infantry. It fires high frequency beams up to 3 seconds at a time, and will cut a swathe through most terrain if used in sustained assaults.
Energy Saber. 1 WT 3 PWR - The Sentinel model utilizes a high powered energy saber stored in its shoulder. The blade length can be adjusted, and its high energy output allows it to be a deadly close ranged weapon. The saber uses its own power capacitors, and has a limited operational time of about an hour of constant use before needing to be recharged.
Alloy Knife. 1 WT. - Ideal for close quarters when the 'continuum of force' has been reduced to hand to hand combat. For optimum performance, the leading edge, 'pointy end', should be applied to the enemy and thrust into vital regions. This should be repeated as necessary.
Class 2 Shield Generator. 5 WT 5 PWR - The Devil Dog has had it's shield downgraded from the average Sentinel, but still carries adequate shielding.
Light Alloy Plating. 3 WT - a layer of extra armor over the MAS's arms, shoulders, and legs. A plate of light alloy will survive a single glancing blow from a plasma weapon and provides limited protection from other weapons but provides little protection from explosives.
Boosters. 3 WT 4 PWR – The Devil Dog has been equipped with several small, horizontal boosters as well as a larger model on its back. Intended for maneuverability and small course corrections, it can also be used to emergency skid while on the ground.
Countermeasure System – Armed with chaff and flares in addition to other defenses, the Devil Dog is primed to disrupt and disorient enemy fire.
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Hm. Do I have the time along with everything else to write a starship captain...
When am i getting ur telecomms sheet ...
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Alrighty. Time for some feedback.
Firstly, to everyone. When you're filling out the character sheets, when you put down an image, you can delete the word 'appearance'. Bothers me a bit. Dunno why, call me crazy. Also keep in mind that any and all criticism is entirely professional. That doesn't mean I'm a professional critic, but rather don't take anything I say as a personal insult, I know people can get pretty attached to their work and some people get pretty defensive, but just know that I'm not criticizing your character sheets because I don't like you.
With that out of the way, let us begin with the feedback. Individual feedback will be hidden in your own little hider.
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@Sisyphus
@Enzayne
Firstly, to everyone. When you're filling out the character sheets, when you put down an image, you can delete the word 'appearance'. Bothers me a bit. Dunno why, call me crazy. Also keep in mind that any and all criticism is entirely professional. That doesn't mean I'm a professional critic, but rather don't take anything I say as a personal insult, I know people can get pretty attached to their work and some people get pretty defensive, but just know that I'm not criticizing your character sheets because I don't like you.
With that out of the way, let us begin with the feedback. Individual feedback will be hidden in your own little hider.
@Letter Bee
Alrighty, first things first. Lets not do the anime. Digital art is a bit of an inbetween area. Its a fictional drawing, but it has detail and shading similar to Irl. I believe its been mentioned before, but Geneva as a callsign doesn't really roll off the tongue. Its not an overly serious name, but its not something people would unironically call him either. 25 kills also seems extremely high for someone who doesn't really seem like an incredibly violent person over a rather short career. For referrence, my character who will probably be in his late 20s, is a couple kills shy of 20, and he flies an interceptor.
The personality is a bit wonky in a spot or two, but I get the picture you're trying to portray.
Okay, in your background, you seem to be of the impression that corruption within the Empire is literally everywhere. Its not nearly as prevalent as he makes it out to be, nor is it anywhere as overt. Corruption unusually high yes, but its generally centered around the extremely powerful and those with more to gain and lose. Lower rungs on the food chain- combat personnel and even some lesser ship captains, or generally free from corruption. It can certainly be found here and there, but its not something that every cadet in the academy seems to possess. Most people are normal, patriotic people. Some people skirt the rules, others are sticklers, but for the most part a person in a military academy wants to be at that military academy and shows some sense of interest in what their doing and their institution.
Also, duels of honor? An absolute no. There is no way that would ever feasibly work. Even if it did work, why would Alex challenge anyone to a duel when he catches doing something inappropriate? He should just report them to authorities. The Empire may be an Empire, but it is a modern nation, not a galaxy of medieval knights. The royal titles (aside from the Emperor and his line) are more for ceremony than anything. There are modern chains of command and power, and those in higher positions of merit tend to be given titles like 'duke' or something by the Emperor.
Also, standing up for the mistreatment of civilians and prisoners isn't an abnormal thing. Sure there are a few people who abuse prisoners and civilians, but its not like we're pillagers. There are plenty of people who advocate for POW rights. Furthermore, enforcing his moral compass on everyone doesn't gain Alexander popularity or animosity with anyone, lower class or peers. If anything it just makes the people who skirt around or bend the rules avoid him or call him snitch.
In Conclusion:
The Personality and Background seem to try to paint Alexander as a good person who does good things, which is perfectly fine. But the way you go about showing how good of a person he is seems to be by showing how shit everyone else is and how not shit he is by comparison. There are plenty of ways to show that Alexander is a compassionate and kind hearted person without making him a person that obsessively enforces rules: He could've joined the military with the purpose of protecting people he felt he was responsible for. He could be someone that regularly requested to be a part of humanitarian missions, he could show kindness and compassion to enemy POWs. Plenty of things to do that show he's a good person that does good things. Not just a black sheep among officers that enlistedmen like because he forces people to follow the rules.
The personality is a bit wonky in a spot or two, but I get the picture you're trying to portray.
Okay, in your background, you seem to be of the impression that corruption within the Empire is literally everywhere. Its not nearly as prevalent as he makes it out to be, nor is it anywhere as overt. Corruption unusually high yes, but its generally centered around the extremely powerful and those with more to gain and lose. Lower rungs on the food chain- combat personnel and even some lesser ship captains, or generally free from corruption. It can certainly be found here and there, but its not something that every cadet in the academy seems to possess. Most people are normal, patriotic people. Some people skirt the rules, others are sticklers, but for the most part a person in a military academy wants to be at that military academy and shows some sense of interest in what their doing and their institution.
Also, duels of honor? An absolute no. There is no way that would ever feasibly work. Even if it did work, why would Alex challenge anyone to a duel when he catches doing something inappropriate? He should just report them to authorities. The Empire may be an Empire, but it is a modern nation, not a galaxy of medieval knights. The royal titles (aside from the Emperor and his line) are more for ceremony than anything. There are modern chains of command and power, and those in higher positions of merit tend to be given titles like 'duke' or something by the Emperor.
Also, standing up for the mistreatment of civilians and prisoners isn't an abnormal thing. Sure there are a few people who abuse prisoners and civilians, but its not like we're pillagers. There are plenty of people who advocate for POW rights. Furthermore, enforcing his moral compass on everyone doesn't gain Alexander popularity or animosity with anyone, lower class or peers. If anything it just makes the people who skirt around or bend the rules avoid him or call him snitch.
In Conclusion:
The Personality and Background seem to try to paint Alexander as a good person who does good things, which is perfectly fine. But the way you go about showing how good of a person he is seems to be by showing how shit everyone else is and how not shit he is by comparison. There are plenty of ways to show that Alexander is a compassionate and kind hearted person without making him a person that obsessively enforces rules: He could've joined the military with the purpose of protecting people he felt he was responsible for. He could be someone that regularly requested to be a part of humanitarian missions, he could show kindness and compassion to enemy POWs. Plenty of things to do that show he's a good person that does good things. Not just a black sheep among officers that enlistedmen like because he forces people to follow the rules.
Okay, so minor nitpick, the Designation is supposed to have a bit of technobabble, not just 'custom'. For instance, this could be the "PTX-090 Cavalier C (Custom), the 'Questing Knight'."
Second minor nitpick: General Purpose, not All-Purpose. A semantic difference really, but I like to keep things regular and organized.
The whole thing about the Questing Knight getting unreliable as time goes on isn't really necessary. You don't need to include that kind of weakness.
Now, for the way you list systems. I'd prefer if you listed each power cost at the beggining of the system, rather than list the remaining stats at the end of the system. For instance: "Tesla Drive 1 WT 6 PWR - By equipping a MAS with a Tesla Drive....."
Shieldbreaker, list caliber (probably 20mm), ammunition (around 300-500?), and rate of fire (for an SMG, 700-1000rpm). Also, nothing about a rapidfire autocannon is painless. Nothing about any giant mech weapon is painless for that matter. Quite the opposite in fact.
Second minor nitpick: General Purpose, not All-Purpose. A semantic difference really, but I like to keep things regular and organized.
The whole thing about the Questing Knight getting unreliable as time goes on isn't really necessary. You don't need to include that kind of weakness.
Now, for the way you list systems. I'd prefer if you listed each power cost at the beggining of the system, rather than list the remaining stats at the end of the system. For instance: "Tesla Drive 1 WT 6 PWR - By equipping a MAS with a Tesla Drive....."
Shieldbreaker, list caliber (probably 20mm), ammunition (around 300-500?), and rate of fire (for an SMG, 700-1000rpm). Also, nothing about a rapidfire autocannon is painless. Nothing about any giant mech weapon is painless for that matter. Quite the opposite in fact.
@Sisyphus
Not a critique but a note, I changed the 'minimum' age to an age range of 20-22, about the age people are when they graduate from college- or in this case military academies.
Peppy, energetic, arrogant. Great traits for the FNG. The secret anxiety are good counterweights to her personality.
Alrighty, so Dublin- most developed places in the world today, are much more developed by the time of this RP. Refugees are less likely to be welcome on Earth as they are say Luna, Ganymede or one of the other Jovian moons, or perhaps Mars. In fact, most of the Jovian moons are going through refugee crises atm. Earth is the center of power for the UEE, and while some refugees make their way there, very few do without notable credentials. Mars is fairly similar, but more welcoming to potential laborers as Mars location of the some of the largest shipyards in the Sol System.
Also, in previous iterations of this RP, the 101st were special forces. In this iteration, they are not. They're just the pilots that fly MAS instead of strike craft. Likewise, the 12 squad is not a unit of entirely veterans- she wouldn't be the only rookie to join the 12th, nor does she half to be top of her class, though she very well can be if you really want. A good question would be how a near starving slummer with multiple jobs found the time to study for an aptitude test to become a MAS pilot, especially as MAS pilots are officers, not enlisted men. Perhaps she did well enough in school to get into the very bottom of the barrel spot of a military academy, and from there did well enough to be selected for MAS training.
In Conclusion:
Fairly good concept. Good personality and character, only real issue is how she got there.
Peppy, energetic, arrogant. Great traits for the FNG. The secret anxiety are good counterweights to her personality.
Alrighty, so Dublin- most developed places in the world today, are much more developed by the time of this RP. Refugees are less likely to be welcome on Earth as they are say Luna, Ganymede or one of the other Jovian moons, or perhaps Mars. In fact, most of the Jovian moons are going through refugee crises atm. Earth is the center of power for the UEE, and while some refugees make their way there, very few do without notable credentials. Mars is fairly similar, but more welcoming to potential laborers as Mars location of the some of the largest shipyards in the Sol System.
Also, in previous iterations of this RP, the 101st were special forces. In this iteration, they are not. They're just the pilots that fly MAS instead of strike craft. Likewise, the 12 squad is not a unit of entirely veterans- she wouldn't be the only rookie to join the 12th, nor does she half to be top of her class, though she very well can be if you really want. A good question would be how a near starving slummer with multiple jobs found the time to study for an aptitude test to become a MAS pilot, especially as MAS pilots are officers, not enlisted men. Perhaps she did well enough in school to get into the very bottom of the barrel spot of a military academy, and from there did well enough to be selected for MAS training.
In Conclusion:
Fairly good concept. Good personality and character, only real issue is how she got there.
@Enzayne
So she's a cold hearted snake and bully? I can dig it. Given her lazy and laid back demeanor, I find the 'boisterous' comment strangely contradictory. I do like the idea of her being rather sadistic to weaker targets, and I bet her 'stealing' kills will regularly have her bump heads with some of the more competitive squad members. Note you don't get any bonus pay for killing, you just get the status and notoriety among your friends and foes.
As far as background, the idea of her being a FEZ refugee is cool. However, there needs to be a different way she gets into the 101st. If she's just part of the general armed forces, she probably isn't going to get anywhere. MAS and Aerospace craft pilots are officers, not enlisted men. There needs to be some way that she springs from the enlisted tree to the Officer tree, whether it be a combat promotion, selection for a program, or recommendation by someone she schmoozed. At that point you should also mention how old she is when she finishes MAS training. As well as how long, bloody, or illustrious her career was that she managed to score 21 kills- even if many of them were stolen.
In Conclusion:
Snarky but in a good way. Background needs fleshing out.
As far as background, the idea of her being a FEZ refugee is cool. However, there needs to be a different way she gets into the 101st. If she's just part of the general armed forces, she probably isn't going to get anywhere. MAS and Aerospace craft pilots are officers, not enlisted men. There needs to be some way that she springs from the enlisted tree to the Officer tree, whether it be a combat promotion, selection for a program, or recommendation by someone she schmoozed. At that point you should also mention how old she is when she finishes MAS training. As well as how long, bloody, or illustrious her career was that she managed to score 21 kills- even if many of them were stolen.
In Conclusion:
Snarky but in a good way. Background needs fleshing out.
Your MAS is currently at 17/15 Power, so something's gotta get scratched or optimized. Also, a weapon that fires flak shells would count as a 'primary' as opposed to a built in weapon, because that is definitely for something bigger than an infantryman. Everything else looks pretty standard.
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Alrighty. Time for some feedback.
Firstly, to everyone. When you're filling out the character sheets, when you put down an image, you can delete the word 'appearance'. Bothers me a bit. Dunno why, call me crazy. Also keep in mind that any and all criticism is entirely professional. That doesn't mean I'm a professional critic, but rather don't take anything I say as a personal insult, I know people can get pretty attached to their work and some people get pretty defensive, but just know that I'm not criticizing your character sheets because I don't like you.
With that out of the way, let us begin with the feedback. Individual feedback will be hidden in your own little hider.
@Letter BeeAlrighty, first things first. Lets not do the anime. Digital art is a bit of an inbetween area. Its a fictional drawing, but it has detail and shading similar to Irl. I believe its been mentioned before, but Geneva as a callsign doesn't really roll off the tongue. Its not an overly serious name, but its not something people would unironically call him either. 25 kills also seems extremely high for someone who doesn't really seem like an incredibly violent person over a rather short career. For referrence, my character who will probably be in his late 20s, is a couple kills shy of 20, and he flies an interceptor.
The personality is a bit wonky in a spot or two, but I get the picture you're trying to portray.
Okay, in your background, you seem to be of the impression that corruption within the Empire is literally everywhere. Its not nearly as prevalent as he makes it out to be, nor is it anywhere as overt. Corruption unusually high yes, but its generally centered around the extremely powerful and those with more to gain and lose. Lower rungs on the food chain- combat personnel and even some lesser ship captains, or generally free from corruption. It can certainly be found here and there, but its not something that every cadet in the academy seems to possess. Most people are normal, patriotic people. Some people skirt the rules, others are sticklers, but for the most part a person in a military academy wants to be at that military academy and shows some sense of interest in what their doing and their institution.
Also, duels of honor? An absolute no. There is no way that would ever feasibly work. Even if it did work, why would Alex challenge anyone to a duel when he catches doing something inappropriate? He should just report them to authorities. The Empire may be an Empire, but it is a modern nation, not a galaxy of medieval knights. The royal titles (aside from the Emperor and his line) are more for ceremony than anything. There are modern chains of command and power, and those in higher positions of merit tend to be given titles like 'duke' or something by the Emperor.
Also, standing up for the mistreatment of civilians and prisoners isn't an abnormal thing. Sure there are a few people who abuse prisoners and civilians, but its not like we're pillagers. There are plenty of people who advocate for POW rights. Furthermore, enforcing his moral compass on everyone doesn't gain Alexander popularity or animosity with anyone, lower class or peers. If anything it just makes the people who skirt around or bend the rules avoid him or call him snitch.
In Conclusion:
The Personality and Background seem to try to paint Alexander as a good person who does good things, which is perfectly fine. But the way you go about showing how good of a person he is seems to be by showing how shit everyone else is and how not shit he is by comparison. There are plenty of ways to show that Alexander is a compassionate and kind hearted person without making him a person that obsessively enforces rules: He could've joined the military with the purpose of protecting people he felt he was responsible for. He could be someone that regularly requested to be a part of humanitarian missions, he could show kindness and compassion to enemy POWs. Plenty of things to do that show he's a good person that does good things. Not just a black sheep among officers that enlistedmen like because he forces people to follow the rules.Okay, so minor nitpick, the Designation is supposed to have a bit of technobabble, not just 'custom'. For instance, this could be the "PTX-090 Cavalier C (Custom), the 'Questing Knight'."
Second minor nitpick: General Purpose, not All-Purpose. A semantic difference really, but I like to keep things regular and organized.
The whole thing about the Questing Knight getting unreliable as time goes on isn't really necessary. You don't need to include that kind of weakness.
Now, for the way you list systems. I'd prefer if you listed each power cost at the beggining of the system, rather than list the remaining stats at the end of the system. For instance: "Tesla Drive 1 WT 6 PWR - By equipping a MAS with a Tesla Drive....."
Shieldbreaker, list caliber (probably 20mm), ammunition (around 300-500?), and rate of fire (for an SMG, 700-1000rpm). Also, nothing about a rapidfire autocannon is painless. Nothing about any giant mech weapon is painless for that matter. Quite the opposite in fact.
Edited.
Alrighty. Time for some feedback.
Firstly, to everyone. When you're filling out the character sheets, when you put down an image, you can delete the word 'appearance'. Bothers me a bit. Dunno why, call me crazy. Also keep in mind that any and all criticism is entirely professional. That doesn't mean I'm a professional critic, but rather don't take anything I say as a personal insult, I know people can get pretty attached to their work and some people get pretty defensive, but just know that I'm not criticizing your character sheets because I don't like you.
With that out of the way, let us begin with the feedback. Individual feedback will be hidden in your own little hider.
@SisyphusNot a critique but a note, I changed the 'minimum' age to an age range of 20-22, about the age people are when they graduate from college- or in this case military academies.
Peppy, energetic, arrogant. Great traits for the FNG. The secret anxiety are good counterweights to her personality.
Alrighty, so Dublin- most developed places in the world today, are much more developed by the time of this RP. Refugees are less likely to be welcome on Earth as they are say Luna, Ganymede or one of the other Jovian moons, or perhaps Mars. In fact, most of the Jovian moons are going through refugee crises atm. Earth is the center of power for the UEE, and while some refugees make their way there, very few do without notable credentials. Mars is fairly similar, but more welcoming to potential laborers as Mars location of the some of the largest shipyards in the Sol System.
Also, in previous iterations of this RP, the 101st were special forces. In this iteration, they are not. They're just the pilots that fly MAS instead of strike craft. Likewise, the 12 squad is not a unit of entirely veterans- she wouldn't be the only rookie to join the 12th, nor does she half to be top of her class, though she very well can be if you really want. A good question would be how a near starving slummer with multiple jobs found the time to study for an aptitude test to become a MAS pilot, especially as MAS pilots are officers, not enlisted men. Perhaps she did well enough in school to get into the very bottom of the barrel spot of a military academy, and from there did well enough to be selected for MAS training.
In Conclusion:
Fairly good concept. Good personality and character, only real issue is how she got there.
That's all understandable - I realized halfway through writing that that I didn't really know how presitgious being a MAS pilot actually was, and I think that shows. I'll type up the edits tomorrow - probably make her grow up on Ganymede and have her military career stem from performing well in a more conventional academy.
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@vietmyke
I got pretty impatient towards the end of working on this so I can only imagine there'll be some spelling/grammar errors I'll need to fix and things I missed, but here's my bid for the veteran slot. I hope I've made it at least a little interesting and given you stuff to work with, with the mid-life crisis and the shady stuff.
MAS profile to follow soon.
Name: Mäkinen, Atalyah.
Age: Forty-four (44).
Gender: ♂ Male.
Callsign: Nix.
Kills: 32 confirmed MAS kills, although rumor would suggest that there's more hidden behind black ink and security clearances.
Psychological Analysis: Atalyah is a jading man, continuously growing more distant and unenthusiastic about his work, with little more than one goal in mind: either step down to an auxiliary role, or if that's not possible, make it to retirement.
To most, Atalyah keeps his business to himself. While not distant or estranged from his team - he's quite active, especially where informal training and soldiering skills are concerned - he never lets the conversation focus on himself. Rumors would suggest all sorts of reasons for why he's like this: some of the more dramatic stories whispered between the youngest staff on the ship tell tales of a man with nothing left to live for, or a man hounded by shadowy echelons of the earth government. The reality is much more simple: he's just very solitary where his personal life goes, wanting to keep his personal life and professional life separate until his last few years in the service are done.
Beneath all of what he presents is a man faced with his mid-life crisis, yet too estranged from it to do anything about it. After his many years in the service, all he wants to do is to retire to a civil sector job and see his children regularly; yet between his current contract with the United Earth Imperial Armed Forces and his divorced wife that keeps his children away from him, that seems impossible for him. He's tired and stressed, yet too stubborn to admit it to anybody, including himself - especially to the younger members of his team. It has yet to make a significant impact on his military career, yet it coming up in the near future isn't farfetched.
Military Record: Atalyah was born and raised on one of the many artificial homes in the galaxy: great structures floating in the depths of space, clad in life as if it were anything to the likeness of a planet. His parents, claiming a proud Finnish heritage yet ethnically a hotpot of races between them, both worked in hospitality. His parents - his father being the manager of a cafe and his mother being a chef - met when they were both in their young early 20's and were married by 25. Atalyah was born as the oldest of three children, with two younger twin sisters that came after him.
Growing up, Atalyah initially had a sheltered life. He started in a public school before his parents eventually opened up their own business and became successful, where he then transferred to private education shortly after starting middle school. His grades were initially above average throughout elementary school, where they then dipped worryingly low throughout middle school as he lost interest. He lacked aspiration: all he wanted was a quiet existence, with a simple job and a nice house away from the bustle of it all. He pictured himself as a laborer, or even working for his parents in hospitality. Yet, as time went on - out of a mix of his own volition and his parents encouraging him to aspire for something greater - he started putting hard work back into his education, ascending to high grades by the end of high school.
The reason Atalyah decided to focus on his education was an aspiration to join the armed forces. He was inspired by stories of officers in the war against the Coalition, inspiring their men and achieving great victories through cunning and tenacity. Yet, then something else caught his eye: mobile armored suits. What else could be more romantic to a teenage boy then valiant heroes in mecha, fighting against the despicable, peace-hating enemy that was the Coalition? It inspired Atalyah to strive for something, gave him a goal, and with his efforts he was eventually rewarded: he graded high enough on his final exams to quality for the United Earth Forces Academy on Mars, where he was accepted to study to become an MAS pilot, after passing the extensive trials and tests required to become a pilot.
Moving to the core worlds was incredibly exciting for Atalyah. The lights and glamour of it all wasn't lost on him, the impressionable young mind that he was. During the week, he studied to become the man he wanted to be, yet during the weekends, he took out to the streets of Mars to experience life in the core worlds. After so many months, the glamour was lost on him, yet it was exciting while it lasted. Throughout his 4 years at the academy, Atalyah fluctuated with his performance until he eventually graduated with slightly above-average grades, which led to his graduation and further training at the Mobile Armor Academy for another 2 years before finally receiving his posting.
Much like post of the graduating MAS pilots, Atalyah was posted to the 101st Mobile Armour Suit Legion, alongside the bulk of the mechanized fighting force for the United Earth Empire. He found the transition difficult: much of what he had been taught barely qualified him to be considered a rookie when compared to what the veterans knew. He found himself second-guessing his decision, yet caught upto speed given time.
It was during his early career as a pilot that Atalyah met his future wife, Ieva Astrauckas. Ieva was a naval crewman that worked in a logistics role on board his ship of posting. The two took a shine to one another over the first few months of their posting, both being relatively new, before they eventually entered a romantic relationship. It was difficult to maintain, the two soon being posted apart from one another, but they made it work.
Throughout his early career as a MAS pilot, Atalyah saw most of his combat in and around the Free-Enterprise zone. The Orion Arm Theater became his home for most of his early career as a pilot, before he eventually found himself posted to the Perseus Arm, taking part in offensive campaigns against the Coalition. It was in the Perseus Arm that Atalyah really cut his teeth with MAS warfare, finding himself surviving where many of his team members were not - some times by narrow, near-death chance, and others by more reliable planning and piloting. After taking command of his flight, and later his squadron temporarily after his squadron commander died in combat, Atalyah was eventually assessed as a special forces candidate. He passed, where he was then sent off to a classified region of UEE space for training. It was during Atalyah's time with Special Forces Command that he married Ieva and had two kids - a son and a daughter. By the time he transferred out of the outfit several years later, they had divorced, having grown apart between the secrecy and restricted communications.
What Atalyah did between being picked up by Mobile Armor Special Forces and returning to the 101st Mobile Armor Legion is uncertain. Much of what he did has been tightly guarded by UEE Special Forces Command, much to the chagrin of senior commanders in the 101st. A mix of independent reports, Coalition propoganda, and leaks, have placed him in several sensitive areas throughout the conflict: ranging from uncooperative neutral planets in the Free-Enterprise Zone to suspicious incidents behind Coalition lines. At some point, for some reason, Atalyah returned to the 101st MAS Legion, local commanders only being told that he served with Special Forces Command and that no further questions were to be asked.
Now, for little over two years, Atalyah has remained with the 101st. For that entire time, he has stayed true to his newfound policy of keeping his professional life and his personal life separate. There have been times where he's simply vanished for weeks at a time, his commanders left an e-mail from Special Forces Command letting them know he'd be missing, before returning as if nothing ever happened.
Equipment: Normally, Atalyah carries a select range of his standard issue equipment. He rarely carries his handgun, only when the alert order would dictate that he must. Among his personal possessions, he notably has a laptop with all sorts of odds and ends on it, as well as a photo of his two kids.
Designation:
PTX-098 SOC 'Aegis'.
Role:
Breakthrough assault.
Chassis:
Heavy [+35 WT]
Engine:
PentaCore™ Engine [+25 PWR]
Description:
The PTX-098 SOC, formally designated as Aegis but often nicknamed Biwing or Biplane after it's two additional limbs, is a shock assault heavy MAS designed by B████ █████ and L███ ██████████ for use by ███ ███████ █████ ███████. It saw a limited production where it was issued to specialist members of the aforementioned unit, where it received mixed responses regarding performance. Many special forces outfits preferred medium and light MAS, rarely seeing the intense combat that required a breakthrough unit such as the Aegis. With the introduction of next-generation MAS alongside the lack of drive in next-generation heavy MAS development, most PTX-098 MAS models found uses elsewhere within the United Earth Government: namely as escort units for high value persons and in conventional MAS units, where it's capabilities were more task relevant.
Systems [WT: 35/35 | PWR: 22/25]
M-09C 'Bastard' Plasma Blade [1 WT | 3 PWR]
A plasma blade stored in the left side of the unit's torso, subject to an ejection mechanism as to be 'drawn' by the pilot. The M-09C 'Bastard' is named after the medieval 'bastard sword': namely that it's effective regardless of if it's held with one or two hands. The blade has a fixed length that measures longer than the average plasma sword.
AC-2 50mm Autocannon [5 WT | 3 PWR]
The primary ranged weapon of the Aegis is it's 50mm autocannon, constructed with a single barrel that fires at almost 1 shot per second. The weapon is designed to be carried in both hands and features slight modifications so it can be better angled around objects, such as the shields in the Aegis' design. It is fitted to a hip harness which pulls the weapon into a position sitting against the back of the unit's hip, which is where it sits where unused; this allows for the unit to rapidly draw it's plasma blade without sacrificing the autocannon.
Aegis-class alloy shield limbs [8 WT | 0 PWR]
On top of the two standard arms featured on the PTX-098 is a pair of additional limbs, each bearing an extensively large alloy shield almost as large as the unit itself. These shield limbs feature systems installed into them and can move independently of the rest of the body, keeping the main two hands free for whatever they may want to hold.
Optimized Alloy Plating [5 WT | 0 PWR]
Unfortunately, the two shield limbs on the PTX-098 aren't enough to defend it from combat: flanking maneuvers and renegade shots bring about other sources of damage, just to name a few. To this end, the PTX-098 has been fitted with optimized alloy plating, providing it with better protection without over-encumbering it.
Aegis-class class 5 shield [10 WT | 15 PWR]
While the two shield limbs provide significant protection as is, it is not enough for the breakthrough assault MAS. It features an integrated class 5 shield system, capable of extending and withdrawing it's protection to the alloy shield limbs on demand should they be overwhelmed or surpassed.
Aegis-class missile matrix [6 WT | 4 PWR]
Across the chassis of the MAS is a series of missile units - a total of 2 pods: one in the shoulders and one in the torso. These missiles put the 'breakthrough' in breakthrough assault, often being fired around the two shield arms while the pilot simultaneously engages with other weapons. Naturally, there are only so many missiles per missile pod, limiting each pod to 2 uses per battle.
I got pretty impatient towards the end of working on this so I can only imagine there'll be some spelling/grammar errors I'll need to fix and things I missed, but here's my bid for the veteran slot. I hope I've made it at least a little interesting and given you stuff to work with, with the mid-life crisis and the shady stuff.
MAS profile to follow soon.
Name: Mäkinen, Atalyah.
Age: Forty-four (44).
Gender: ♂ Male.
Callsign: Nix.
Kills: 32 confirmed MAS kills, although rumor would suggest that there's more hidden behind black ink and security clearances.
Psychological Analysis: Atalyah is a jading man, continuously growing more distant and unenthusiastic about his work, with little more than one goal in mind: either step down to an auxiliary role, or if that's not possible, make it to retirement.
To most, Atalyah keeps his business to himself. While not distant or estranged from his team - he's quite active, especially where informal training and soldiering skills are concerned - he never lets the conversation focus on himself. Rumors would suggest all sorts of reasons for why he's like this: some of the more dramatic stories whispered between the youngest staff on the ship tell tales of a man with nothing left to live for, or a man hounded by shadowy echelons of the earth government. The reality is much more simple: he's just very solitary where his personal life goes, wanting to keep his personal life and professional life separate until his last few years in the service are done.
Beneath all of what he presents is a man faced with his mid-life crisis, yet too estranged from it to do anything about it. After his many years in the service, all he wants to do is to retire to a civil sector job and see his children regularly; yet between his current contract with the United Earth Imperial Armed Forces and his divorced wife that keeps his children away from him, that seems impossible for him. He's tired and stressed, yet too stubborn to admit it to anybody, including himself - especially to the younger members of his team. It has yet to make a significant impact on his military career, yet it coming up in the near future isn't farfetched.
Military Record: Atalyah was born and raised on one of the many artificial homes in the galaxy: great structures floating in the depths of space, clad in life as if it were anything to the likeness of a planet. His parents, claiming a proud Finnish heritage yet ethnically a hotpot of races between them, both worked in hospitality. His parents - his father being the manager of a cafe and his mother being a chef - met when they were both in their young early 20's and were married by 25. Atalyah was born as the oldest of three children, with two younger twin sisters that came after him.
Growing up, Atalyah initially had a sheltered life. He started in a public school before his parents eventually opened up their own business and became successful, where he then transferred to private education shortly after starting middle school. His grades were initially above average throughout elementary school, where they then dipped worryingly low throughout middle school as he lost interest. He lacked aspiration: all he wanted was a quiet existence, with a simple job and a nice house away from the bustle of it all. He pictured himself as a laborer, or even working for his parents in hospitality. Yet, as time went on - out of a mix of his own volition and his parents encouraging him to aspire for something greater - he started putting hard work back into his education, ascending to high grades by the end of high school.
The reason Atalyah decided to focus on his education was an aspiration to join the armed forces. He was inspired by stories of officers in the war against the Coalition, inspiring their men and achieving great victories through cunning and tenacity. Yet, then something else caught his eye: mobile armored suits. What else could be more romantic to a teenage boy then valiant heroes in mecha, fighting against the despicable, peace-hating enemy that was the Coalition? It inspired Atalyah to strive for something, gave him a goal, and with his efforts he was eventually rewarded: he graded high enough on his final exams to quality for the United Earth Forces Academy on Mars, where he was accepted to study to become an MAS pilot, after passing the extensive trials and tests required to become a pilot.
Moving to the core worlds was incredibly exciting for Atalyah. The lights and glamour of it all wasn't lost on him, the impressionable young mind that he was. During the week, he studied to become the man he wanted to be, yet during the weekends, he took out to the streets of Mars to experience life in the core worlds. After so many months, the glamour was lost on him, yet it was exciting while it lasted. Throughout his 4 years at the academy, Atalyah fluctuated with his performance until he eventually graduated with slightly above-average grades, which led to his graduation and further training at the Mobile Armor Academy for another 2 years before finally receiving his posting.
Much like post of the graduating MAS pilots, Atalyah was posted to the 101st Mobile Armour Suit Legion, alongside the bulk of the mechanized fighting force for the United Earth Empire. He found the transition difficult: much of what he had been taught barely qualified him to be considered a rookie when compared to what the veterans knew. He found himself second-guessing his decision, yet caught upto speed given time.
It was during his early career as a pilot that Atalyah met his future wife, Ieva Astrauckas. Ieva was a naval crewman that worked in a logistics role on board his ship of posting. The two took a shine to one another over the first few months of their posting, both being relatively new, before they eventually entered a romantic relationship. It was difficult to maintain, the two soon being posted apart from one another, but they made it work.
Throughout his early career as a MAS pilot, Atalyah saw most of his combat in and around the Free-Enterprise zone. The Orion Arm Theater became his home for most of his early career as a pilot, before he eventually found himself posted to the Perseus Arm, taking part in offensive campaigns against the Coalition. It was in the Perseus Arm that Atalyah really cut his teeth with MAS warfare, finding himself surviving where many of his team members were not - some times by narrow, near-death chance, and others by more reliable planning and piloting. After taking command of his flight, and later his squadron temporarily after his squadron commander died in combat, Atalyah was eventually assessed as a special forces candidate. He passed, where he was then sent off to a classified region of UEE space for training. It was during Atalyah's time with Special Forces Command that he married Ieva and had two kids - a son and a daughter. By the time he transferred out of the outfit several years later, they had divorced, having grown apart between the secrecy and restricted communications.
What Atalyah did between being picked up by Mobile Armor Special Forces and returning to the 101st Mobile Armor Legion is uncertain. Much of what he did has been tightly guarded by UEE Special Forces Command, much to the chagrin of senior commanders in the 101st. A mix of independent reports, Coalition propoganda, and leaks, have placed him in several sensitive areas throughout the conflict: ranging from uncooperative neutral planets in the Free-Enterprise Zone to suspicious incidents behind Coalition lines. At some point, for some reason, Atalyah returned to the 101st MAS Legion, local commanders only being told that he served with Special Forces Command and that no further questions were to be asked.
Now, for little over two years, Atalyah has remained with the 101st. For that entire time, he has stayed true to his newfound policy of keeping his professional life and his personal life separate. There have been times where he's simply vanished for weeks at a time, his commanders left an e-mail from Special Forces Command letting them know he'd be missing, before returning as if nothing ever happened.
Equipment: Normally, Atalyah carries a select range of his standard issue equipment. He rarely carries his handgun, only when the alert order would dictate that he must. Among his personal possessions, he notably has a laptop with all sorts of odds and ends on it, as well as a photo of his two kids.
Designation:
PTX-098 SOC 'Aegis'.
Role:
Breakthrough assault.
Chassis:
Heavy [+35 WT]
Engine:
PentaCore™ Engine [+25 PWR]
Description:
The PTX-098 SOC, formally designated as Aegis but often nicknamed Biwing or Biplane after it's two additional limbs, is a shock assault heavy MAS designed by B████ █████ and L███ ██████████ for use by ███ ███████ █████ ███████. It saw a limited production where it was issued to specialist members of the aforementioned unit, where it received mixed responses regarding performance. Many special forces outfits preferred medium and light MAS, rarely seeing the intense combat that required a breakthrough unit such as the Aegis. With the introduction of next-generation MAS alongside the lack of drive in next-generation heavy MAS development, most PTX-098 MAS models found uses elsewhere within the United Earth Government: namely as escort units for high value persons and in conventional MAS units, where it's capabilities were more task relevant.
Systems [WT: 35/35 | PWR: 22/25]
M-09C 'Bastard' Plasma Blade [1 WT | 3 PWR]
A plasma blade stored in the left side of the unit's torso, subject to an ejection mechanism as to be 'drawn' by the pilot. The M-09C 'Bastard' is named after the medieval 'bastard sword': namely that it's effective regardless of if it's held with one or two hands. The blade has a fixed length that measures longer than the average plasma sword.
AC-2 50mm Autocannon [5 WT | 3 PWR]
The primary ranged weapon of the Aegis is it's 50mm autocannon, constructed with a single barrel that fires at almost 1 shot per second. The weapon is designed to be carried in both hands and features slight modifications so it can be better angled around objects, such as the shields in the Aegis' design. It is fitted to a hip harness which pulls the weapon into a position sitting against the back of the unit's hip, which is where it sits where unused; this allows for the unit to rapidly draw it's plasma blade without sacrificing the autocannon.
Aegis-class alloy shield limbs [8 WT | 0 PWR]
On top of the two standard arms featured on the PTX-098 is a pair of additional limbs, each bearing an extensively large alloy shield almost as large as the unit itself. These shield limbs feature systems installed into them and can move independently of the rest of the body, keeping the main two hands free for whatever they may want to hold.
Optimized Alloy Plating [5 WT | 0 PWR]
Unfortunately, the two shield limbs on the PTX-098 aren't enough to defend it from combat: flanking maneuvers and renegade shots bring about other sources of damage, just to name a few. To this end, the PTX-098 has been fitted with optimized alloy plating, providing it with better protection without over-encumbering it.
Aegis-class class 5 shield [10 WT | 15 PWR]
While the two shield limbs provide significant protection as is, it is not enough for the breakthrough assault MAS. It features an integrated class 5 shield system, capable of extending and withdrawing it's protection to the alloy shield limbs on demand should they be overwhelmed or surpassed.
Aegis-class missile matrix [6 WT | 4 PWR]
Across the chassis of the MAS is a series of missile units - a total of 2 pods: one in the shoulders and one in the torso. These missiles put the 'breakthrough' in breakthrough assault, often being fired around the two shield arms while the pilot simultaneously engages with other weapons. Naturally, there are only so many missiles per missile pod, limiting each pod to 2 uses per battle.
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