Hider [+]

Callsign:
Rain
Gender:
Female
Age:
20
Role:
Doctor

Origin: Coordinator Pod person
Personality: Positive, Resourceful, Intelligent, Quiet, Observant, Passive
Known Features: Amaya has a lot of little knicks and scarring from her various experimentations and research that has backfire, an obvious expectation. In her rebellious stage of life before taking on her responsibility, she has a left shoulder tattoo that held an Anatomical heart with flowers:

"Tattoo:" [+]

Attire: Amaya hates to wear her uniform as it tends to be too restricting for her liking. However, she will wear it but be annoyed with it very often. She prefers a simple white tank top and a pair of pants or, even better, shorts when she can or is allowed. She tends to stay in her undergarments in her quarters since those are her private quarters after all. If she can go out as a civilian, she prefers a shirt under a plain jacket with jeans and shoes.

History: Amaya is a third-generation coordinator, born to two second-generation parents. Her life was pretty ordinary for a child; hospitals and illness were a near everyday thing. Amaya has always dealt with hospitals from the time of her birth till her early teen years. Her interactions with various people were limited, limiting her interactions and understanding of being an average child. However, she had found love and knowledge for the medical profession. At a young age, she had a high intelligence. The only thing she found any interest in was the field of a medical study.

Learning of the human body and ways to enhance it naturally and artificially interested her the most. Helping others in whatever way affected her. Being of some help on and off the battlefield or everyday life interested her. Seeing her interest in a medical study, the head Doctor of her care had helped her become healthier and excel in her interest in cybernetics and medicine. From the ages of 9 to 13, she spent nearly every day in the hospital and by the doctor's side learning and absorbing all he had to teach her till battle called him to the frontlines. However, she was left with a present, A purple simple-speech ball robot pet. Not fully understanding what the creature was, it was her first and only friend for the rest of her years in the research facility.

Around the age of 15 to 20, she made strides amongst the earth medical community assisting in research into Cybernetics and medical instruments. She had a passion for helping others, and this was the only way she knew. On the 20th birthday, she was on her way back to one of the space colonies to assist in the next needed project. Only her ship never made it. It was intercepted and destroyed by a terrorist group. Those who survived made it to cryo pods that left the ship before it was destroyed.

Amaya couldn't tell you how long she was in cryosleep or what happened as the next thing she could remember after falling asleep was a bunch of voices, bright lights, and annoying questions she had no clue to respond. The empire found her in one of their scavaging missions. It took a week, but she could remember nearly everything of her past life for the most part. Current day, she isn't too happy to see all those hard years of work and research were for nothing, but at the same time, She was glad. It is a new opportunity to help better humanity, one way or the other.

Skills: Quick learner, Amaya has the patience of a saint. Very good at observing and telling if there is something off with someone by a simple look. Great at being resourceful with her projects and research. She is great at being a support mobile suit pilot then a front line.
Items:

• A Small artificial intelligence rolling ball of circuits called Tama.
• A small locket containing an old family photo within it on one side and a picture of herself and her twin on the other side.
• A ZAFT pilot suit
• UMF-5 ZnO

Alright, I finally got Beloth's pre-teen dressed up and ready to be showcased. Introducing -drum roll- SAGI PLUTON!!! The Merciless Wolf of Beloth

Sagi Pluton [+]

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_{"I have alot to prove! Realize that when you shoot at me!" ♪}



Callsign:
Wolf
Gender:
Male
Age:
14
Role:
Experimental Mobile Suit Pilot
Origin:
Newtype from Siberia

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Personality: Prideful, Cruel, Curious, Rowdy, Gullible, Self-Absorbed.
Known Features: Pale Hair and Piercing ice blue eyes.
Attire: Black Imperial Uniform, typically shrouded in a cloak of some sort out of comfort.

History: Raised deep within the Siberian wilderness, Sagi was brought up as a partial Independent. His tribe were mostly tactical survivalists who neared on zealotry about their political views. They settled in a old city and were wary of the Beloth Empire just like so many of the Independents around them. The tribe was lucky enough to have a capable leader. They were obedient, smart, and patient; slowly but surely building up a small mobile suit corps of ten to fifteen warriors at any given period. The surrounding regions would come to know them as Wolves; hunters who dealt in supplies, weapons, capable people, and Mobile Weaponry. The foundation of the tribe was placed firmly on a single man's ingenuity and a belief that opposed any singular civilization. A belief that followed the ideology and convictions of an ancient figure once deified as 'The Red Comet'.

To say that Sagi should have been brainwashed would be an understatement. His father was absolute in his duty to the tribe but his mother was broad-minded; a daydreamer and natural teacher. Under the guise of staple survival-exercises, she gave him the opportunity to develop a forward-thinking perspective and some empathy. Over time, herself, his father, and a few other tribes members begun to notice he could predict dangerous situations and pin-point vague specifics therein. When she starts to assume that he's a Newtype; she also starts to inflate his importance, believing him to hold similar gifts to their God. By the age of seven his upbringing became stricter. There was advanced lessons, early excursions out into the field, and even ride-alongs with the tribe's veteran pilots. By the age of eleven he was being taught the universal standard of operating a Mobile Suit.

It was also around this time that he started to resent the tribe. By twelve he had begun devising a plan to escape, all while shouldering the facade of being a grateful messiah. The plan was simple, obvious, and perfect. Being coddled over left very few chances for escape so naturally, the 'when' was far more important than the how. He chose the chiefs celebration, a day when ever his mother would be too busy to keep a constant eye on him. On this day or rather evening; the sliver of time where one's guard would relax before tensing for the night, Sagi sought to hijack one of the tribe's premium suits. Unfortunately, fate had different plans. He would be stuck with a hunk of junk, a shameful silhouette of a GINN. In the end, the foreboding that had plagued him for months would come to a head with the death of his mother. A proper sacrifice he supposed for his freedom.

A few notable events between then and now, was a light skirmish as he crossed international lines. The lost of the GINN during an humiliating defeat against a stalwart group of Independents, his crossing of the New Mediterranean Sea, the capture and torture he endured by some Desert Nomads, and his rescue by patrolling Empire soldiers soon afterwards. Turns out freedom was pointless without the power to protect one's self. So he used his smarts. He was open with the Empire about his possible Newtype abilities and from there he ceased to publicly exist. Tests, experiments, all the things you would expect to happen, occurred, and though no conclusive decision has been made or proven, he's been given the opportunity to prove them in service of the Beloth Empire.

Very few knew of his existence but his lackadaisical attitude towards his missions and disrespect towards authority sparked a curious event. Some General named George Eltz called for him at the underground facility he had been stationed at for a previous mission. At first Sagi was prepping himself to completely disregard the blowhard but upon meeting him; Sagi could feel the importance the man carried himself with. Still, he tried to be undeterred. As this man led him through the facility, to parts he had not been allowed in; they came upon the N Dagger N. George Eltz spoke freely but Sagi wasn't sure if any of what he said was true or not. By the end of it all, Sagi angrily challenged George in defense of his piloting skills. The General smirked coolly and offered Sagi the N Dagger N while he would pilot some hunk of junk.

In the end, Sagi lost miserably. He had landed a single potshot on a shield but the instant his location had been found, the General had decimated him. Not a single shot, slash, or trick hit its mark. One thing about the General was that he carried himself differently in a Mobile Suit. It felt like no movement was wasted but the General just said it came with experience and there was a certain threat radiating from him as he did. That day; though painfully defeated and tearfully enraged, Sagi gained tremendous respect for the Empire through his fear of the General.

Skills: Master Tracker, Latent Newtype Abilities, Animal Instincts, Adaptability, Faint Spatial Awareness, Close Quarters Combatant.
Items:

• Military issued Tactical Pistol
• Black Imperial Uniform
• Military issued Tactical Knife
• N Dagger N

GAT-SO2R N Dagger N [+]

Limited Production Special Operations Stealth Mobile Suit

Sagi Pluton

Unit Appearance

N Dagger N or simply Dagger from here onward looks identical to archived and dated images of the limited-produced machine. To make it more of his own, Sagi had its paint job redone into a deep red and its golden antennas painted black in collusion with its frame. The ice blue stamp of a stylized wolf's head is placed on its left-shoulder. The overhaul was a necessity for Sagi to sortie and its pristine appearance shows that.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot Only (cockpit in torso)
Dimensions: 18.00 meters
Powerplant: Ultracompact Nuclear Fission Reactor

Equipment and Design Features:

•Mirage Colloid Stealth System
The Mirage Colloid Stealth System renders the suit completely invisible to the naked eye and sensors when activated. In collusion with the Nuclear Fission Reactor in this suit, the N Dagger N has unlimited use of this premium feature.

•Neutron Jammer Canceller
The Neutron Jammer Canceller counters the effects of the ubiquitous Neutron Jammers and allows the N Dagger N to be powered by nuclear reactors. This helps the suit to meet the high energy consumption of the Mirage Colloid stealth system and to use it for an unlimited amount of time.

•Multi-Purpose Launcher Port
17 multi-purpose launcher ports are installed across the N Dagger N's body. Typically equipped with rocket anchors they are now equipped what ammunitions the Empire has on hand. Speaking of hands, installed within both are uplinks which allow the machines to copy and store data from other units and systems.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

Handheld Armaments

•DES-G07D+ Anti-Armor Sword
A pair of anti-armor swords. One is longer than the other, reminiscent of a samurai's Daito and Wakizashi.

Fixed Armaments

•Piercer Lock "Hakenfaust"
A rocket-propelled, three-clawed anti-armor weapon mounted on his left forearm. Once fired it can be retrieved via the line installed within.

•DFH-S2026 "Schildgewehr" Offensive Shield System
The Schildgewehr is a shield installed on his right forearm. Its mounted with a 70mm High-Energy Blaster and allows for a swift switch from defense to offense.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Produced as a special operations mobile suit the N Dagger N strengths lie in its ability to create chaos within the enemies rank. Its also a mid-range machine, it is short on long-range answers and must close the gap using its specialized armaments. The N Dagger N's weaknesses rests in its lack of firepower and high-powered long range units due to low-radar capabilities.

Technical History

Produced in high-secrecy the N Dagger Ns were mocked as the Neutron Dagger Ninja-works mech. The operations the limited-models were included in went largely unnoticed. This particular unit was found abandoned in a underground military warehouse on Earth, on the outskirts of Astra by the Beloth Empire. How Sagi came to pilot the machine can only be speculated upon but many believe that only a latent Newtype could utilize the high-spec machine with little-to-no prior piloting experience. A test of sorts.