Name:
Sunni Shorttail

Callsign:
Honeycomb

Age:
25

Species:
Uplift - Rabbit

Appearance:
Sunni was born with a glorious coat of gold, and was given an apt name. Light-filled honey eyes peek out from behind her blonde hair or floppy ears. There are few brown freckles that may be spotted along her hourglass-shaped form, some speckles around her cheeks and backside of her soft paws. Fully matured she stands at 5'8'', and will not disclose her weight!

While she is an active sort of person, she still carries a strong sense of modesty and has a tendency to keep her body covered. In civilian clothes, she prefers feminine fashion such as skirts and leggings topped with a cute sweater. She is familiar with military attire, and it shows with every combat boot step she takes. Sunni also loves hats. Beware wearing one around her while her own head is bare.

Personality:
Her upbringing was good, if rather uneventful, lending toward a very positive and helpful disposition. Being the oldest of many siblings, she is comfortable with aiding in chores and particularly enjoys emotional tasks (like the time Sully didn't mean to make Holly cry!) that can lead to emotional maturity in others. Sunni will laugh at jokes (as long as they aren't at the expense of others), be the first to arrive and last to leave, and always do her best to make others smile.

As a pilot, her demeanor switches from joyful to focused. Due to the nature of her own Dragon, she will be supporting allied Dragons with any technique to disable an enemy. Acute attention to colleagues, some have said, is why she excels in team-oriented maneuvers.

Biography:
Sunni Shorttail is from an Origin planet, like most new pilots, and is the eldest of her dozen siblings. A fairly mundane life of working with her stay-at-home mother, she favored her free time with learning whatever piqued her interest (some engineering here, some languages there). While 24 years old, a recruiter from the Red Line Coalition approached their homestead seeking potential pilots. Her parents respectfully declined without discussion, though Sunni saw an opportunity to do more good. She introduced herself to the rather stoic fellow, and within a few days she had her belongings packed for the long journey ahead.

Little had she known of the extensive tests, DNA re-sequencing, and major invasive surgeries; but she kept her chin up, like her papa always told her to do. There will be many wonderful opportunities to come to helping others... even if her Dragon is a bit scary.

Favors:
Ice cream!
Home-made meals!
Strong loyalty and work ethic!
Cute animals!
A strong partner!
Matching colors and designs!

Disfavors:
Bullies...
Really expensive and gaudy things...
Slime...
Bodily noises...
Scary things for the sake of being scary...

Affinities:
Social interactions, such as parties or even personal relations, may be described as Sunni's forte. She's also familiar with handiwork as long as it isn't too advanced. Coordinating with others and following orders is definitely a strong suit.

Faults:
Anything a professional may do. Having no formal employment, she would be over-curious in anything that others do to the point of annoyance and may miss hints. Loyal to a fault and in the heat of the moment may be overzealous in her actions. Has little capability to being a leader.

Text Color:
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Theme Song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1oHBcTdKL4

Name:
Parasite "Wednesday"

Appearance:
A dragon with two hind-legs with a 'furry' body and a head of a bat. Its wings have ultra-thin filaments that seem to have stealth capabilities, giving them a transparent look.

Personality:
Initially, Parasite had a fairly unnerving attitude, sticking to the shadows and snapping at engineers, pilots, and Dragons alike. No one knows what Sunni said or did outside of their synchronization, but now "Wednesday" is collected and will, at the very least, put in effort to keep Sunni's own positive attitude from diminishing.

Classification:
Joker

Capabilities:
Stealth allows Parasite to quite literally fly under the radar, opening up opportunities for flanking and disabling maneuvers. It has a powerful sonar, giving detailed information of physical locations and even unseen entities, which is forwarded to the squadron.

Primary Attack: Parasite's talons, at the crook of its wings and upon its feet, are clamp mechanisms that can either hold an object/enemy in place or exert tremendous force to rend. This enables attacks of opportunity for allies from any position or even begins siphoning life and power until the target is drained and destroyed. Enemies that manage to break free of Parasite will experience severe atrophy.

Regeneration from life-stealing enemies. If already full health, will temporarily bolster shields.

Due to low offensive strengths, Parasite's disengage and stealth work at high efficiency during all combat hours. Is able to carry a small load of items (such as explosives) under stealth, but nothing too large/heavy, for distraction or routing measures.

Theme Song:
As per the request of Sunni : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtiyZBY8W_E

Name: Meryl Emery

Callsign: Hammer

Age: 24

Species: Human

Appearance: Tall and with developing muscles, Meryl is not the picture of female beauty. She cuts her own brown hair into a short, jagged mess so it stays out of the way of her slate blue eyes. Casually she where’s loose and flowing clothes for maximum comfort.

Personality: Meryl is a person in transition. She used to be pretty shy and reserved so as to keep from interacting with anyone;they only wanted to talk about her disability anyway, but she’s starting to figure out how to actually talk to people and is becoming a lot more open.

Biography: Being born quadriplegic Meryl spent most of her time being cared for in some way by somebody. She hated every second of it. Often retreating into games of strategy so that whoever was taking care of her would have more to think about than every tiny thing that could be wrong with Meryl. It bothered her immensely that she could not move the pieces herself. When the notion of becoming a pilot came around her father warned Meryl off of it. Not knowing the true horror of it more than a small whiff, but still concerned for his only daughter. Meryl ignored this and recruited right away. The process was agonizing, but she never knew it would feel so good to stand on her own two legs.

Favors: Autonomy, personal pleasure, owning her own decisions.

Disfavors: Meat and animal products. Collective mentalities outside of military action.

Affinities: Back when Meryl was wheelchair bound she showed a knack for tactics and strategy if mostly in the games she played, which helped smooth out the overzealous nature of her attempts to become a pilot. Since then however Meryl has been spending a lot of time improving her own physicality and aim.

Faults: Impulsive and lacks self control. Meryl finally has control over their limbs and she’ll be damned if she’s not going to make the most of them. Even if that means she does things that will cause problems down the road.

Text Color: ed1c24

Theme Song: Optional, but it could give us more insight into the character. Up to you.

Name: Storm Exarch

Appearance: A draconic looking stout humanoid with an elongated face, long coiling tail and huge huge wings covered in thick copper colored scales from snout to the sinister looking spike at the end of its tail. Its arms are particularly large as they each carry one of the Storm Exarch's three internal cannons, though they can only be directly seen by way of the openings in the dragon's palms. The third one is mostly contained within Storm's body, but when it opens its jaws the barrel can be seen in the back of what would be its throat.

Personality: Storm Exarch is like a dog. Obedient, lazy, occasionally playful and prone to fits of loneliness.

Classification: Bishop

Capabilities: In the head and withing each arm Storm Exarch carries massive modal energy weapons capable of projecting energy projectiles in a variety of deadly formats. Most variations are good for mid range firefights, but it can also reach out over five miles away or form a sword and shield to fight in melee, which when paired with the spike on the end of its tail lets Storm Exarch hold its own up close. That said it is much more accurate at shooting and would prefer to be away from an enemy if at all possible. When its wings cannot carry itself fast enough into or away from a fight Storm carries a booster system on its back for a few bursts of speed. When being out of the way is not an option, the energy shield that can be projected from Storm Exarch's left arm is its primary defensive measure. It can outright stop weaker blows, but stronger attacks can still break through; if significantly reduced in kinetic energy.