Name: Lorei Corben
Age: 43
Sex: Female
Species: Synth

Appearance:
Lorei is a synth 6'5" in height and of a curvy build.
Her skin is a rich, orange in colour with an off-white counter-shade with some red and black trim and touches; such as her toes, fingers and tip of her tail. The various status lights across her body are green and glow gently. The eyes and icons in her smoky-black visor are light blue, though can turn red and other colours as needed, as well as other icons and such showing at times. Her inner soft tissues - such as her tongue and the inside of her mouth - are a pale yellow.
She has additional 'fins' at the rear of her head and neck that both act as cooling and also as solar cells. They move in concert with the changing icons and graphics on her visor and her body language to communicate her mood and expressions.


(Art by Daf on FurAffinity)

(She looks somewhat similar to this, though with the above mentioned colours, and the edges of the plates on her tail are straight. She also has no 'fins' on her tail. Her face has a larger visor with a bar across the bottom, splitting it into two, and the 'ears' or 'horns' at the top and sides of her head are longer and incorporate vents and lights. I'll be replacing it with my own art at some point)

Personality:
Lorei is confident, smart, and witty. she loves to make friends and socialise, and to learn new things.
She has a somewhat cocky and reckless attitude which serves her well as a transformable mecha pilot, but equally; often gets her into trouble and over her head, especially when combined with her strong sense of morality and a big mouth. Standing up for herself or others and always doing what's right, even if it's against the rules or her orders has got her in more than a bit of trouble, and injured more than a couple of times - and injured others, too.
She knows she has something of a short fuse when it comes to those kinds of situations, and it's something that can be exploited and abused, but she can't just turn a blind eye when those sorts of situations come up.
Like anyone, she has her vices and her flaws as much as her good qualities, and her particular vices are her love for a good time and for a new experience. Trying and learning new things, and often to excess and indulgence can leave her in a bad situation, or to embarrass herself and put herself in compromising positions.
She equally has a vengeful side, and will be merciless and uncompromising in delivering what she sees as justice to anyone who exploits the weak, vulnerable, innocent or otherwise abuses their power and influence over others.

Lorei's generally outgoing and somewhat cheerful demeanour hides the damaged soul beneath. Her memory suffered at the hands of the Shodane. Memories that she had cultivated and had been formative experiences were jumbled, altered or even outright gone, others; crudely constructed and a mess of sensations and concepts, were shoved into her mind like books jammed into a shelf with no space, or shoving a DVD or video cassette into a bookshelf. The loss or alteration of those experiences has left her with insecurities about how much of her own memory and personality are really her own, and how much is constructed, how much she can really trust her own memories and what else she is missing or lacking.
While she is perfectly functional in society and professionally, on a personal level and emotionally, this is something of a vulnerability and something that can blunt her effectiveness and affect her in other ways.

History:
Lorei was raised in a multi-species colony on the planet Althena. As such, she grew up surrounded by different cultures, customs and people. She grew to love the variety and vibrancy of such a multi-cultural society, and wanted to learn and experience more about it, and to travel and work alongside all sorts of species and races, and visit as many worlds as she could. Enlisting in the Confederation Navy was a logical choice as a result; it provided a route out into the stars and beyond.
Lorei found she enjoyed the camaraderie and sense of belonging that came with military life, as well as the challenges it provided her with, physically and mentally. Her reflexes, mental acuity and quick wits made her a good fit for a role as a mecha pilot, and she enjoyed being part of the Confederation navies' mecha corps.

During one of these tours of duty, she was on leave from the ship assigned to patrol the system. It was there she met HB-202RC, or simply 'HB'. She hit it off with the Mon'nnari surprisingly well, and the pair were drawn to one another by fascination in the beginning and a growing attraction. The differences in their personalities and histories leant strength to one another, and each elevated one another to be more and better than they had been, opening them to new experiences, new ideas, and new perspectives on the world and life.
Before the true depths of this mutual affection, attraction and loyalty could be fully embraced, reality reared its' head, and Lorei's duty in the Confederation Navy pulled her away.

The war with the Shodane had begun. Lorei was involved in the fighting. She fought on the front lines in several battles, falling back numerous times and fighting through the losses of many friends and allies. She was pulled off of a world just before it fell, narrowly avoiding being consumed in the bombardment.

Unfortunately, this wasn't as close as she'd get to the Shodane.
In an operation fighting to delay a Shodane advance to evacuate civilians and other personnel, Lorei's mecha was heavily damaged, and she was captured.
The AI was keen to experiment on Synths, and Lorei was one of the unlucky subjects.
The AI was curious about how the mental workings of the synthetic people differed from its' own, how their minds worked and what formed their personalities. Attempting to interface with and... catalogue, or reprogram Synth minds lead to many Synth people with a variety of mental trauma after the fact, for those were rescued and saved.
Lorei was among those affected. Her damage was - luckily for her - less severe than many, and her physical damage not lasting. But she was still left with issues that had an effect. Some of her memories were incomplete or altered. Others were falsely implanted or rearranged.
Not to the point that it affects her everyday life, or that she can't function; more that, on occasion, she remembers events incorrectly and parts of her own life are missing that she can't recall... and that sometimes, she has memories that aren't hers, crudely shaped and implanted things that she remembers first-person, and that give her false feelings of guilt and shame at what 'she' has 'done' to others.
Part of this was that the memories of her relationship with HB, the feelings and emotions associated with it were altered, rearranged and jumbled. She remembered the Mon'nnari; scattered things; but no emotional associations and no conception of how those things are important and why they should have made a difference...
...but the understanding that they should, that HB had been important to her, and the knowledge that there had been something there, and that the beautiful Mon'nnari cared for her and had a deep, warm affection and care for her.
Unable to deal with this, panicked and frustrated by her inability to resolve her emotions and her memories, Lorei ran away and threw herself into her duties and career and embarking on numerous tours of duty around the Confederation.

Cleared for service with the caveat of keeping up with therapy and counselling, and went on to become a transformable mecha pilot. Her instructor helped her through the process of her trauma and to adjust to her experiences with quiet patience and understanding, and she took onboard a lot of his lessons and teachings, and became an excellent pilot.
Through his tuition, she fell in love with the VF-0 Phoenix, the initial model of Variable Fighter, the name given to human Transformable Mecha that turned into aerospace fighters. She also learned a lot about human history and traditions, including the history of some of their armed forces units, including the history and legacy behind the paint scheme of her mentor's VF-0S.
They had a strong friendship, and he moved into a combat unit along with her. Lorei and Roy, her instructor and mentor, flew many missions together and even saw combat in several border skirmishes and incidents against pirates and renegades.
However, a charmed life doesn't last forever. Perhaps worst of all for Roy, his death didn't come in the cockpit, but as a result of illness and disease.
He was determined that Lorei should inherit his VF-O, and she did, flying and piloting the VF-0S even after the rest of the fleet was retired in favour of more advanced models. She begged, borrowed, stole and traded whatever she could and bent and twisted rules and regulations to keep the machine in the air and up to as current performance specs as she could, and it still remains 'her' plane.

Key facts:
Likes:

• Flying
• Variable Fighters - and especially the VF-0
• Learning new things
• Hats - she has a strange obsession with them
• Drinking
• Trying other species' food
• Classic Earth music
• Dating

Dislikes:

• Bigots
• Xenophobes and Racists
• Cruelty
• Arrogance
• Disloyalty
• Coffee
• The Shodane

Personal Trivia:

• Lorei loves to try on hats, especially ones not designed for synths.
• She is quite comfortably and openly bisexual, and has had a few interspecies relationships
• She got her love of Earth music from her Transforming Mecha flight instructor.
• Lorei also collects memorabilia of 20th & 21st century Earth cartoon characters
• Her tail module is a fully prehensile version

Personal Gear:

• Markhor Industry Quicksilver Machinepistol
• Aquila Beam Rifle
• Two HF/Shock combat Knives
• Pebble
• Add-on modules to armour her body to battle-armour standard and give her life-support in space/underwater.
• A tail-carried pack with med kits (for synths and organics), a small amount of water, some synth-food, gun cleaning and maintenance kit and a deployable solar power charger
• Her battle armour add-ons have the same load-carrying pouches etc as regular battle armour

Speciality: Aerospace Superiority

Mecha Name: VF-0S Phoenix
Type: Transforming Mecha
Crew: Pilot only
Appearance:





Stats:
Dimensions:
Battroid Mode - Height: 16.2m
Fighter Mode - Height: 3.9m/Wingspan: 8.5-14.9m/Length: 18.69m
GERWALK Mode - Height: 9.1m/Wingspan: 8.5-14.9m/Length: 12.4m
Mass: empty: 16.2 tons/operational: 22 tons (with normal fuel + weapon loadout)
Performance:
Fighter Mode: Mach 2.74 at 11,000m
GERWALK Mode: Flight - 400kph
Battroid Mode: Flight - 160kph/Running - 120kph

Weapons:

• 2 x Laser cannon (mounted on head in Battroid mode, on underside in fighter/GERWALK mode)
• 1 x GPU-9 35mm Gatling gun pod (hand-carried in Battroid/GERWALK mode, mounted on underside in fighter mode)
• 1 x AK/VF-M9 Assault Knife (mounted in left leg augmentation pod)
• 6 x underwing hardpoints for missiles, bombs, or other ordnance and equipment

Equipment:

• Optional additional armour/fuel/storage pods for right/left lower leg
• Radar, LIDAR, infra-red and High-definition optical cameras
• Active Stealth System; reduces radar signature through use of electromagnetic masking via active counter-transmissions
• Shoulder-mounted spotlights
• Additional magazine for Gunpod carried in right leg armour pack
• Chaff/Flare/Smoke countermeasures
• Laser/Radar Warning Receiver
• Helmet-mounted targeting system with full head tracking for pilot
• Variable Sweep wing (swing-wing)
• Survival kit in cockpit
• Storage bins in cockpit for pilots' personal weapons and gear
• Deployable armoured shield for cockpit canopy during atmospheric re-entry, covers canopy in Battroid mode

Other info:



VF-0 in action (from Macross Zero; not original audio)

Name: Sarhryn Skrine (Sarah)
Age: 28
Sex: Female
Species:

Appearance:

Personality: Sarah Skrine is a whirlwind of energy and precision, embodying the spirit of a true combat pilot. In her late twenties, she’s known for her fearless attitude and relentless drive, both of which fuel her fast and hard-hitting approach to mech warfare. Sarah approaches each mission like a high-stakes game, relying on her instincts and quick reflexes to outmaneuver opponents and strike with lethal efficiency.
Her confidence is palpable; she exudes an electric charisma that inspires those around her. Sarah thrives on adrenaline and the thrill of combat, often using her sharp tactical mind to anticipate enemy movements and exploit weaknesses. Her combat style is characterized by aggressive maneuvers and rapid-fire strategies, making her a formidable opponent in any battlefield.
While she’s known for her swift strikes, Sarah is also fiercely competitive, always pushing herself and her mech to the limits. She views challenges as opportunities to prove her skills and improve her techniques. This relentless pursuit of excellence often leads her to take risks that others might shy away from, earning her a reputation as a daring pilot who’s not afraid to go all-in.
History: From a young age, Sarah Skrine was captivated by the tales of her father, a legendary star fighter pilot for the Confederation. His thrilling stories of dogfights in the vast expanse of space and his unwavering commitment to defending the innocent left an indelible mark on her spirit. Growing up, Sarah dreamed of following in his footsteps, envisioning herself as a pilot who could make a difference in the galaxy.
As she reached her teenage years, Sarah’s fascination with flight transformed into a fierce determination to become a pilot herself. She immersed herself in training, mastering every skill she could, and pushing herself to excel. Her father, proud yet wary, encouraged her but reminded her of the gravity of such a path. Despite the challenges, Sarah's resolve only grew stronger.
During her training, she discovered her aptitude for piloting mechs—machines that combined brute force with precision. Her instructors quickly recognized her talent, selecting her for advanced training as a mech pilot. Sarah excelled, using her instincts and quick reflexes to dominate in simulated combat.
Sarah applied to serve on the CNS Spirit of Adventure, a renowned ship known for its daring missions and commitment to exploration. After an intense selection process, she had been accepted.
Key facts: Sarah gets along well with other star fighter pilots, especially those whom she knows from her class. She will often start up or join card games to pass the time. Sarah also has a dislike for tofu and other soy based foods.

Personal Gear:
- Assault Hardsuit
- Standard Issue AR with 4 spare magazines
- Combat/Survival Knife
- Hidden Push Dagger
- Wilderness Survival Pack
- Sylph Undersuit
- Patch (slang for first aid kit)

Speciality: Close Combat

Anything Else:
- She is left handed.
- Sarah is a Spacer, born on "Muse Station" where her parents live. She is more comfortable in zero-g and artificial gravity environments.

Mecha Name: Flatline (Doubles as her callsign)
Type: Striker/Scout
Crew: Single pilot
Appearance:

Stats:
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### Technical Layout: ISP-N "Nelson" Frame

#### General Specifications:
- Name: Flatline
- Height: 5.6 meters
- Weight: 8,500 kg (approximate)
- Power Source: Cold Fusion Reactor
- Top Speed: 3704.4 kph (approximately 1,028 m/s)
- Base Speed: 343 m/s
- Acceleration: Instantaneous (capable of stopping and changing direction rapidly)

#### Mobility Systems:
- Locomotion:
- Leg Configuration: Bipedal with advanced hydraulic actuators for enhanced agility.
- Joint Articulation: 360-degree movement capability at knees, hips, and ankles to facilitate rapid directional changes.
- Stabilization System:
- Gyroscopic Stabilizers: Maintain balance during high-speed maneuvers.
- Dynamic Movement Algorithms: AI-assisted adjustments based on pilot movements and environmental feedback.

#### Power and Propulsion:
- Cold Fusion Reactor:
- Output: 10 MW continuous power.
- Efficiency: 98% energy conversion.
- Propulsion System:
- High-Performance Turbofans: Integrated into the legs for additional thrust during rapid acceleration and vertical take-off.
- Electromagnetic Assist: For rapid speed changes and hovering capabilities.

#### Control Systems:
- Neural Interface:
- Direct Neural Link (DNL): Connects pilot's neural signals to the mech's control systems for real-time reaction time (milliseconds).
- Feedback Loop: Provides sensory data (tactile, visual, auditory) back to the pilot to enhance situational awareness.

- AI Predictive Module:
- Functionality: Analyzes pilot movements and predicts next commands to assist with maneuvering.
- Learning Algorithm: Continuously adapts to the pilot's style, enhancing responsiveness and decision-making.

#### Defensive and Offensive Systems:
- Armor:
- Material: Composite plating with a titanium-aluminum alloy and reactive armor technology.
- Energy Absorption: Capable of dissipating incoming energy attacks.

#### Communication and Navigation:
- Onboard AI Assistant:
- Combat Coordination: Assists in strategy formulation based on real-time battlefield data.
- External Communication: Secure channels for unit coordination and command relay.

- Navigation Systems:
- Advanced GPS and Terrain Mapping: Utilizes satellite and terrestrial data for navigation in varied environments.
- Obstacle Detection: LIDAR and sonar systems for real-time mapping of surroundings.

#### Safety Systems:
- Ejection Mechanism: Quick-release cockpit system for pilot safety in emergencies.
- Autonomous Systems Check: Continuous diagnostics of mech systems to ensure operational readiness.

Weapons:
- Tempest Charge Blade w/ Thermal Charges (Mounted on the right hip of the bipedal mech, a devastating energy coated blade drawn with explosive force.)
- Deck Sweeper Automatic Shotgun w/ Power Knuckles (Mounted on the right arm this weapon combo is designed for quick CQC situations and closing the distance before the use of the main armaments)
Equipment:
- Ramjet Booster System
- Auto Locking Armor Plating
- Redundant Systems Upgrade
- Heat Sink Ejection System
- Perpetual Motion Drive
- K-crash Shock Absorption Seat
Other info:
- "12" painted on the shoulder, layover from her old squadron number.
- Just incase it is not obvious what inspired the color scheme and blade on Flatline https://youtu.be/3H6WlmoAFPA?si=QS-LYEh0cb63fIHj

Name: Anka Kraek
Age: Around 200
Sex: A Man
Species: Zarrah-Kul

The true, original history of the Zarrah-Kul is an enigma of the galaxy. Their origins are all but unknown, as they are certain that they have existed for so long that they have forgotten even their own mythologies. What is known for certain, however, is that they first reached the stars more than a few thousand years ago and ostensibly come from the temperate forest planet of Kaz-Nagrod. History before their rise to the stars is seemingly nonexistent due to censorship from their leadership. What remains are tall tales and bedtime stories passed down from generation to generation, with each retelling growing increasingly corrupted from the truth. There are thousands of contradictory stories at this point; some say an ancient precursor race blessed them, or they’re the tattered remnants of one themselves. Others speak of their species undergoing several apocalypses before finally ascending to interstellar status, and a few even propose that they come from the Triangulum or one of the Magellanic Clouds.

The truth is, the Zarrah-Kul are a far older race than they are given credit for. They had to rebuild their civilization at least twice, first due to an asteroid strike and the second apocalypse being caused by an alien invasion that they barely fought off. Once they reached advanced spaceflight, they would be further set back. An orbit filled with debris due to a gigantic war between their colonized moon, Sakeet, and the homeworld of Kaz-Nagrod, as well as the complete annihilation of the settlements on that moon, prevented them from becoming a true spacefaring race for a very long time. Only when they developed sufficiently advanced armor and point defense systems were they able to bypass the Kessler Syndrome in their orbit and reach into the stars. It was also around this time that their squabbling factions were finally united somewhat after a great war between a grand alliance of smaller nations and their planet's superpower. They would first meet the Confederation a few decades after reaching interstellar status and join it soon after.

The Zarrah-Kul Ascendancy is the unified local government of most of their species as part of the Confederation, though there are several primitive planets within their sphere of influence, which they guard zealously against bandits and raiders. The Ascendancy is, by principle, vehemently against uplifting less advanced races, instead preferring to watch them from afar until they're judged sufficiently advanced to contact as near equals.

As a race, the Zarrah-Kul are crow-like avians with black feathers, though their heads have hair and their beaks have sharp, serrated teeth. They stand between 5’1” and 5’8” on average, with no significant difference between the sexes. Their most well-known trait is their absurdly strong memory; they can often still remember the smallest details of an event after many years have passed. Conversely, Zarrah-Kul are sometimes known to carry grudges for literal centuries, and at times such grudges evolve into one-sided multi-generational feuds as they take out their frustrations on the descendants of those that wronged them. They typically live for a millenium, though a small number have turned themselves into cyborgs, prolonging their lifespans even more. It is known that some mechanize themselves purely to spite their perceived enemies, seeking to outlive them and urinate on their graves.

Zarrah-Kul reproduction rates are rather slow, as befitting their long lifespans. Their perception of time is somewhat warped, feeling as though years are merely a blink of an eye.

Conversely, Zarrah-Kul culture places great importance on loyalty and friendship (with one another at least, because other long-lived species aren’t very common) because of, again, their strong memory. Because of their species’ old habit of huddling during cold winters, they have always been comfortable with close contact, and have been described as “very enthusiastic at hugging.” They also purr like cats when they're pleased or exceedingly comfortable. They often have a distinct lack of urgency in many things and can be sometimes seen as lazy or naive as they take everything that happens around them in a stride.

Appearance:

Anka is around 5'8" tall.

Personality: Anka has stoic mannerisms, often to the point that he has been accused of being heartless. In truth, when you’re part of a species that lives so long and spends much of that time in petty rivalry and grudges, you tend to take things, even tragedies, in a stride. Unlike the usual preconception of the Zarrah-Kul, though, Anka doesn’t carry century-long grudges, instead usually shrugging and saying, “Alright, that’s fine.”

Anka’s stoicism, however, stands in stark contrast to what can only be a penchant for petty pranks and practical jokes that he practices without so much as a whiff of laughter from his end. And, though he’s not very overt with what he feels, people who have known him will say that he cares, treating others around him without much thought about the fact that they’ll probably die long before he does. He seeks to know them better before they pass; after all, he will always remember, and so the dead will still live on, in a way, in his mind.

While usually stoic and amicable, when slavers are mentioned, Anka becomes cold and distant, filled with a desire to see those criminals exterminated with extreme prejudice.

History:
Anka was hatched on the Zarrah-Kul homeworld of Kaz-Nagrod, and from a young age, was destined for the stars. He was not like most of his race; the majority would rather leave matters of conflict to machines and artificial intelligence, allowing them to constantly pursue their usual artistic passions. By Zarrah-Kul standards, Anka was a maverick. He wished to know more about the universe and the myriad creatures that inhabited it, a desire that would end up placing him with the Zarrah-Kul Expeditionary Forces and eventually, the Confederation Navy. During his century-and-a-half-long career, he would meet many people and species that he would label as “interesting.” As another oddity of the Zarrah-Kul race, Anka actually formed friendships with some, before they eventually passed and left him behind.

Though it might be believed that his long tenure in the Navy means that he would have a great amount of combat experience, this is not necessarily the case. He spent the majority of his time as a backline military scientist, and it had “only” been thirty years ago that he decided to be part of frontline operations by enrolling to be a mech pilot. Still, thirty years is a long time (for others, at least), and so he was chosen to be one of the elite Ranger Corps. Anka is quite excited. How much knowledge can he gain in that elite formation, he wonders?

Key facts:

Likes:

Boops

• Cats
• Dogs
• Friendship
• Hugs
• Exotic cuisine
• Science
• Being petted on the head
• Learning others’ life stories
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Slavers (kill on sight)
• Most of the other Zarrah-Kul (they think he’s weird)
• Drugs (he can never understand why anyone bothers with them)

Personal Gear:

A cane (someone once jokingly called him “Old Man.” He has embraced the joke to this day.) with a hidden taser function in it.

• A pistol that’s hidden at all times.
• A quill made from one of his own feathers.
• Boots with blades hidden in them.
• A helmet that relays sensor information on its HUD.
• A hammer. Where he got it or what it’s for is a mystery.

Specialty: Advanced Battlefield Detection (sensors and tracking)

Anything Else: Has a hidden stash of wine in his mech's cockpit.

Mecha Name: Truth and Reconciliation
Type: Area Control
Crew: Single Pilot
Appearance:

Stats:

Dimensions:20 feet tall, 40 feet wide (legs included)

Mass: 7.1 tons (armament included)

Performance:Walking: 60 km/h (offroad); 80 km/h (road)

Weapons:
Primary:
3x “Coronal Ejection” Beam Cannons: The primary offensive armament of the Truth and Reconciliation is a trio of directed energy weapons that excel at long-ranged combat. Because they’re energy weapons, ammunition storage is not a concern for them.

2x “Sunspot” Missile Launchers: Missile launchers are placed in the Truth and Reconciliation’s rear, with which the mech can engage targets that it does not have a direct line of sight of. These missiles are highly accurate, especially when targets are painted with marker lights.

2x Drones: A pair of drones coated with stealth composites can be deployed. They lack their own armament, instead acting as target painters with their marker lights. They also act as signal boosters, allowing the Truth and Reconciliation to communicate with allied mechs at distances greater than normal.

Optional/Exchangeable Weapons:

Primary (each one can replace the "Coronal Ejection" laser cannons):
3x "Omega" Railguns (for even longer ranged combat)
3x "Katyusha Mk. 100" Rocket Launchers (ultimate saturation bombardment weapon)
3x "Obliterator" Precision Missile Launchers
3x "Iron Beam" Anti-Aircraft/Interception System
3x "Dragonbreath" Plasma Blasters

Secondary/Support (replaces missile launchers and drones):
4x Attack Drones (drones armed with beam weapons)
4x Shield Drones (project additional shields)
4x Nuclear Tipped Missile Launchers (war crime weapon)

Equipment:
Shield Generators: The Truth and Reconciliation possesses multiple advanced shield generators.
These shields can act as emergency ablative armor to protect against attacks that could otherwise seriously damage the mech's hull. These can be activated nearly instantaneously, and so they're synchronized with the Truth and Reconciliation's advanced sensors, allowing it to activate specific areas of its shields to block incoming energy weapons.

Advanced Sensor Array: The Truth and Reconciliation possesses an advanced array. the Truth and Reconciliation can accurately calculate the trajectories of incoming attacks, allowing it to either dodge or block them with its shields.

Electronic Warfare Suite: The Truth and Reconciliation is able to conduct electronic warfare with the aim of disrupting enemy communications.

Other info: The Truth and Reconciliation has a passage inscribed on its side, which thus says, “Without guidance, a nation falls, but there is strength in an abundance of counselors.” The mech’s paint job is primarily black with gold highlights, like anything that the Zarrah-Kul build.

Name: Michazaru "Mii" Tzukazui
Age: 44
Species: Lepizari



Appearance: Mii's appearance is an adult Lepizari with a height of 6'4", She has a lean and thin build compared to her other fellow Lepizari with her fur being a cream color with black patches on left forearm, head and right ear. Mii's standard outfit is an oil-stained white shirt with blue overalls with a black tool belt, She doesn't wear shoes outside of her combat attire whenever piloting Aerial, Brown heavy duty gloves, a pair of goggles over her head and a silver-white mechanical right arm. She has reddish-brown eyes and long ears.
Personality: Michazaru is known by her positive and snarky demanor, which makes her quite a approachable person to be around because of her friendliness. She's a person who is somewhat of a smart mouthed and likes to blab all day about anything technology, but she knows when she pushes too far and often stops herself when seeing the signs of annoyance from someone. She has a painful habit of teasing others and poking a bit of fun about them. By extremity, Mii is a stubborn one, often doing whatever that she puts to mind and doesn't listen to others all quite well at times, But she's obedient and helpful when needed too and will provide assistance.

Inside of combat, Mii is a bit of a competitive lad, Full of energy... Effin' chaotic and literally has a a spam fun.
History: Born on the Planet of Geodea, Mii is only one of the marveled kids within the Tzukazui family, But she had her childhood.... quite as a troublemaker and Mii was that. Causing pranks towards the elderly and often liking to do things her own way caused quite a ruckus back in her hometown of Lysion. But that aptitude changed by the time she was in her late teens having been gifted with skills of automechanics and keen skills of taking things apart and repairing them, Mii was brought into a training school to become an engineer for Mechas but... Michazaru had different ideas, She wanted to become a pilot and went with studying as much as she could and including kinda getting herself into trouble at times for some illegal piloting.... Hey but what the heck? Mii wanted to learn anyway.

By the time she was in her early thirties, She was enlisted into the confederation not that Mii minded but hey, guess some skills did help, since Mii was enlisted into a platoon ranks for technology and repairs for mechs during some few years of Shodane incident. Mii was stationed on a planet during that time and what happened was pretty much not wanting with Mii to talk about it due to her losing some friends and costing her an arm. Gotten herself into the hospital and therapy for some time with this being an excuse to leave her service, due to watching her friend's death and her narrowly escaping her own.

Turns out her Engineering expertise and piloting got some attention from the Ranger Corps after a Few years out of service, But still repairing various mechs, including rebuilding her gundam Aerial Rebuild she received prior to her leaving her service, She was accepted in... after a few setbacks and a bunch of her files being missing in the process but she got in.
Key facts:
- She has a notebook dedicated for Mechas
- Has a Peanut allergy
- Effing mechanical arm also is detectable, Don't arm wrestle her unless you want her to prank you.

Personal Gear:
- Tool Set
- Notebook
- Baseball Bat (Don't ask)

Speciality: Engineer & Mechanic
Anything Else:
- Here's her theme Song https://youtu.be/7qSP0NE6JJA?si=2sYRXkEub-Mel3lM

You may adapt a mecha from another franchise - e.g. a BattleTech Mech, Macross Variable Fighter, Gundam Mobile Suit, or so on. However, it's technology, weapons, etc. must be adapted to fit the setting. For example, Gundam mobile suits would not have beam sabers, Battletech mechs don't have to worry about heat management and would have controls and such equivalent to the other mecha of the setting, and so on and so forth.

Mecha Name: Gundam Aerial Rebuild
Type: Melee & Ranged Fighter
Crew: Single Pilot
Appearance: Look Up (Sorry for it being Smol)
Stats:
Flight Speed: Flight speed of only up to 200 KM
Land Speed: Land Speed is 100 KM
Power Core: Hydrogen Fusion Reactor
Height: 18.2 Meters
Weight: 53.2 Metric Tons.

Weapons:
Standard Armnaments:
1x Sonic Beam Rifle: Standard Rifle that the Aerial Wields and uses in combat and for some shots.
2x Shotgun: Sub Weapons and more so runs in actual ammunition, firing large 30mm shell rounds at it's target, and are generally used whenever the Sonic Beam Rifle is out of Commission.
High vibration Katana: A Katana that the Rebuild wields and complementarity wields on occasions.

Optional Armnaments:
2x Wrist Mounted Motars: The Motars with a 100mm shell rounds within the Aerial, and pretty much has a high recoil for this and does some moderate damage, Doesn't use this generally unless it calls for some serious fights.
1x 150 MM Sniper Rifle: Another big gun, deals a bit more than Moderate Damage and only is used against heavily armed foes and when the emergency calls for it.
Equipment:
Eschution: Drones the Aerial have attached to its frame, They're electromagnetically attached and when detached they cane form together to create a shield for the Aerial or emit weak beams towards the target with either the intent to distract or to disable their target's limbs when focusing all of them together.
High Grade Sensor System: A Radar system used in detecting any anomalies within a 20 Kilometer radius from the Aerial.
Assistive AI: The AI that assists in maintaining the Eschution and as well of plotting out the Targeting sequences in combat... think of this as an auto lock.
Recon Drones: The Aerial has backup drones that are not really used for combat, and used more for Recon and Search and Rescue.... Since They're better used more often than Eschution and they're smaller too.

Other info: N/A

Name: Peter (Charlie 18)
Age: 63
Sex: Male
Species: Human (Tarman-Herring Model 7-C “Helpful Charlie” Cybernetic)
Appearance:Personality:History:Key Facts:Personal Gear:Speciality: Support
Anything Else: Hell Broke Luce / Guren no Yumiya on Eight Floppy Drives

Mecha Name: Zuk (Beetle)
Type: Light Transport / Hunter-Killer
Crew: 1 Pilot, 4 Passengers
Stats: Tarman Manufacturing Model 23/9 Light Space SurveyorWeapons:Equipment:Other info:

Name: Mercil'lian Altra Alinx
Age: 39
Sex: M
Species: Kriyuuan.

Species Details & History [+]

Lithe and hairless with human-like height. They are omnivorous, tetradactyly and digitigrade with dense musculature and bones. They have powerful lengths of tendons and a thin cartilage-rich tail, the tip of which suggests it was an appendage used for hunting small fish in primordial days. These features allow them to have a powerful total-body contraction. Utilizing their substantial ligaments and facia to brace their organs and restrict blood flow enables them to withstand much higher G-forces than most races. Kriyuuans have black pearly eyes with shimmering striations that surround the pupil. There is noticeable eye-shine even during the day which some find off-putting. Females can have a variety of cartilage crests about their heads and spine which can stiffen with emotional stimuli, it too evolved from a method of protection; males having no crest but thicker trunk and neck. Their skin color is between a sand to grey and grey-teal. Kriyuuans are in distant relation to an amphibious mammal and have a deep relationship with waterside life. They can hold their breathe for many minutes and handle hundred-meter depths in pressure. They have an affinity for tool use, and while a very agile species, don't yet have much potential in hand-to-hand fighting.

Kriyuu is the 5th planet in the Gaol system at the edge of frontier space on Confederate starmaps. Characterized by high humidity, Hot days, and frigid nights. The seasonal changes of which are less noticeable than earth. The planet is about 1.2x the earths mass, 27% ribbons of land, 31% saltwater, 42% freshwater which is one of its greatest galactic commodities besides amphibious agriculture equipment, unique produce, mineral compounds, and mecha tech.

Despite the Kriyuuan's meek appearance, they are historically a war-mongering race who otherwise have strong agricultural systems and aqua-farms. The flux number of oligarchy's that constituted their species were locked in ritualistic wars. Land or resource competition became scarce as civilization grew. They fought for ascendancy in status, skill, and spirit. This ceremony of small-scale battle was the catalyst for innovation though it digressed progress to near double that of human's path to the stars. Their early years of interstellar travel saw the expansion of their ritual wars with the lack of collateral concern. They are one of several pioneers of mecha technology, accomplishing a uniquely quality practical craftmanship and fighting independent of alien influence. Although, their frames were not like mecha today as what defined their wars were different. By modern times they would incorporate alien designs to address the many varying threats of the galaxy and their own outlawed conventions.

During the second Interstellar war between the Solar Hegemony and Galactic Confederacy, the Illyxn Armada —the dominant party on Kriyuu, governing off-world matters and a significant portion of the planet —sided against the GC, which at the time had more restrictive unifying policies, albeit necessary for their objectives. They blockaded key routes around their recognized zones to SH targets, disallowing the GC advantageous strategies which resulted in costly decisions. One standoff between an Illyx patrol and distressed Confederate Commander provoked an attack from the Kriyuuans which sparked another war front. Officially the Kriyuuans were in league with the SH despite near limited solidarity. During the war no direct aid was provided between the two factions except that the SH took advantage of this distribution in forces to make their own moves.

The Kriyuuans take great pride in their militant class and constructs, used only for specialized conflicts and their ritualized battles. Because of this they lacked the infrastructure and numbers to withstand a force as large as the GC. The sheer scale and versatility of the GC strategems overwhelmed the Kriyuuans void-space and combat prowess within a year. Their military was leashed to Kriyuu, space-lanes were stripped, and heavy sanctions imposed.

Many years later, with a crippled galactic presence, a Kriyuu patrol and exploration fleet made contact with the Qu'ren. The infestation of known confederate space leaked into the two secondary Kriyuuan occupied systems, resulting in the loss of nearly all life and both systems. At this point their Armada had been reactivated against the GC charter. When a scouting swarm breached the Gaol system, the kriyuuans made a desperate attempt to destroy them. The loss of Thyr'yu, a habitable moon marked the end of all offworld progress. They accomplished containing the Qu'ren on Thyr'yu with a heavy toll before they could manage engaging with the greater hive. The Alpha Kriyuu technocracy pleaded with the thinly spread Confederacy for support, quickly negotiating a treaty that would indoctrinate them into the GC. For recieving a force to purge the swarm around Thyr'yu, they offered in total their remaining fighting forces to quell the rest of the enemy around Confederate space. This marked a new era of interspecies connection and politics for Kriyuuans.

The peoples of the Confederate Technocracy of Kriyuu (CTK) number 1.6 Billion in the galaxy, with 95% remaining in their home system. Accordingly, they account for a considerably small percent of representation in the Confederate council. They are generally stoic and conceited by nature. Specialization in different professions grants near equal measure of respect, and great competition. They are instinctually driven to grow along their family unit and compete with the greater society. Their primal motivations for freedom or power are less than that of humans, which loans one of their notable traits; their reliability. A caveat is their skepticism and criticism of other species in the Confederacy.

In their home star-system they still conduct ritual conflicts, though they have been forbidden from expanding by the GC charter post war. Many of their people still refer to the mechanica military as the Illyxn Armada with pride despite it being officially the CTK Wing which commits auxiliary forces to the Confederacy.

Appearance: Mercil is an average height greyish variety Kriyuu. He has some notable pock marks along the left side of his face, shoulders, and arms from shrapnel wounds and a distinct pair of long deep wrinkles under the eyes beside his nose. His skin is slightly course and dry from prolonged life in sterile space. Apart from being more muscular than average for his species, the only difference is his tail seems to have been severed by several inches.

Personality: Mercil embodies a cool-headed demeanor, navigating the chaos of interstellar diplomacy and combat with a calm precision that puts others at ease. With a sardonic wit that often catches the wrong side of colleagues, Mercil delivers it in most tense situations, using humor to defuse tension with a playful yet insightful and validating perspective. He's one to appreciate criticism, and more than welcome in returning it. Known for his reliability, Mercil has consistently come through in high-stakes scenarios, earning the respect and trust of his peers. Still, in equal measure behind this curtain is cynicism, that there's some truth in all his sarcasm and a deep-rooted sense of disdain for connecting with many Confederate "types". While others may flinch at the unpredictability of the cosmos, Mercil approaches missions with stubborn resolve, blending a keen strategic mind with a dose of levity that reminds everyone that even in the depths of space, a deep breath and steady hand can make all the difference.

History: Mercil was born on a northern peninsula of Kriyuu to parents who were eel farmers, a profession requires wrangling freshwater leviathans with special equipment. A labor he and his kin would toil with until they finished primary education. Afterwards, at 16 he became one of the draftees for military service, an honor in their culture, and necessity to address the looming Shodane threat. He was sufficiently trained in time to be deployed as a ground scout for a mecha squadron. He had one deployment, and thats all he needed to experience the brutallity of machine warfare and the marvel of Mecha combat.

Having survived the war, at 23 he had Confederate standard secondary education, lanced an eel unaided, succeeded the trial of Pirinl pass, and laboriously studied and maintained Chimenti mecha. He was then chosen to squire for one of the Altra-Cavalier, a pilot of which this name bestowed. At 25 he received the approval of his mentor to enter the pilot program, having the acceptable knowledge, skills and discipline to begin.

At 27 he was outfitted in his first mech, a BF-33v, and took the title Altra-Errant, being assigned to one of the battle campaigns along the equator. After three years of exceptional service he competed for a position in an advanced program to pilot the newer DMVF-44, but didn't make the initial cut by a hair. Sometime later he would be notified of his admission after one position opened.

At 31 he was assigned to the CTK Wing and began his Interstellar journey. He served in numerous roles patrolling hazardous space in the name of the Confederation, representing his people, and earning some few measures of honor. He returned once to his home at 35 to participate in an interplanetary campaign where he faced opposing tribe mechs in space. He continues to pilot the QØS and has now been recommended to the Ranger Corps (CRC) for a new assignment

Key facts:

• His CTK rank is Altra-Cavalier
• He goes by first name Mercil
• His Mech adopted the moniker "Quality Of Service", representing its ID QØS, and the attentive approach of its pilot to the mission.
• Owns a banjo procured from wreckage he investigated during a patrol.
• There is a conspiracy that Kriyuuans have genetic relation to either Heg'ali or Gennajuree, due to similarities, and are a seed species which will turn on the GC when the Hegemony makes special contact. This is despite the common fact they are mammals, which somehow sprouted more conspiracy.
• Likes naps, speaking in CSL(Confederate Standard Language), the solitary confines of his mecha, bodies of water, rude company, and hard liquor.
• Dislikes GC bureaucracy, sweets, outward emotional connectedness, clumsiness, parties.

Personal Gear:

• Illyxn flight suit
• MI Quicksilver Machine pistol
• CRC light armor kit.
• Carbon-fiber hatchet
• CRC survival kit

Speciality: Assault and Denial

Anything Else:
He's really just a hillbilly with that good old sound https://youtu.be/2C7F_JTzYk0?si=8wxXlySWxP6GrYfI
And I guess his drama tune https://youtu.be/Bg1NUBLK1tk?si=0zEELCUJERchJmWD

Mecha Name: VF-44d Chimenti, QØS, "Quality Of Service"
Type: Multi-role, Dual-Mode Variable Fighter
Crew: Pilot
Appearance: This VF-44d is painted completely grey with a radar absorbent material to help reduce its stealth profile. The mech ID characters Q Ø S are emblazoned in black over the "heart" of the mech. The pilot's signature tribal marking, three rectangular slate-blue slashes adorn the right shoulder plate.



Stats:

Battroid Dimensions: 15.1m x 8.6m x 7m
Fighter Dimensions: 14.6m x 9.1m x 7m
GERWALK Dimensions: N/A
Mass: 20.1 mt (Empty), 38.8 mt (Full Combat Loadout)
Performance Highlights
Battroid Mode: Capable of pilot-lethal extreme-G maneuvers (10-145 G's)
Fighter Mode: Mach 2.5 @ 10,000m. Self-Orbit capable on 1.1G planet w/o payload
GERWALK Mode: Invalid configuration

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Weapons:

(RM option 1) 1 x Shyrahi'yung-AD8 Plasma Accelerator Type-D.
--(Fighter: Stowed R dorsal, Battroid: Right manipulator)
--(60 rpm single fire)
--(Illyx squadron standard. Discharges statically charged bolts of plasma, impact radius briefly scrambles wave measuring systems like radar)

(RM option 2) 1 x Howard GU-17A 5-barrel 58mm Gatling Gun.
--(Fighter: R dorsal fuselage, Battroid: R manipulator)
--(800 rpm, single, burst, auto fire)
--(Confederate standard for effective sustained machine battle)

1 x BorunduDyna AP-PB-12 Pile Lance.
--(Fighter: Stowed in ventral fuselage over generator, Batteroid: L forebrace)
--(x3 Reloadable Armor Piercing Goring Charges. Steel lancets with deliverable payload.)
--(Can be used for intercepting CQB strikes, impaling thrusts, or delivering charge)

2 x Remington ES-28A 20mm HRF Machine Guns
--(Fighter: Internal outboard L/R intakes, Battroid: Internal L/R hip or L/R )
--(1000/2500 rpm, auto 1, auto 2 fire)
--(Option for light targets, fast targets, grazing fire)

2 x KMAero VCM-11 4x2 Smart-couplet vertical launch missiles racks. (x16 missiles total)
--(Fighter: L/R Inboard Wing mounts, Battroid: L/R shoulder batteries)
--(2 modalities: delayed tracking, split-in-2 on approach)
--(Smart munition with increased hit probability, flank-targeting compatible)

2 x Pjulizzi SC-T3 500kg or 1000kg Stealth Cascade Torpedoes.
--(Fighter: Side-by-side ventral fuselage, Battroid: Rear deltoid pylons)
--(Space ONLY: Proxy-tracking heavy stealth munition. Detonation emits EMP reverberation)
--(Atmosphere ONLY: Fighter-launched Proxy-Guided Direct Attack Munition. EMP Reverb. No Battroid launch capability.)

Equipment:

Vyl'ryllia Beta-particle buckler shield
--(Fighter: Centerline dorsal cockpit module, Battroid: Centerline Dorsal)
--(Emits radioactive energy field, rapidly erodes incoming and outgoing signal wavelengths and munitions passing through the field)
--(Illyx Armada tech. Significant collateral danger. Use only authorized in space.)

Vyl'ryllia Coop Avionics Suite
--(Fighter: Nose and L/R ventral and dorsal fuselage, Battroid: Head-mount and L/R Dorsal and ventral chassis)
--(Frigate-class sensors. Range & accuracy of reconnaissance sensors, speed and versatility of combat sensors.)
--(Robust blend of Illyx Armada and Confederate tech with high performance when isolated from ISR network.)

Head-mounted Display interface
--(Helmet integrated with HUD and sensor info. Allows pilot to have 360* HUD and targeting)

Over-drag Thrust-vectoring
--(High-signature, explosive (de)acceleration but bleeds out speed.)

Outboard sustainment hardpoints
--(Leg and dorsal hardpoints for securing various support equipment or additional plasma ampule.

Atmospheric Entry Rigging
--(Ejectable Shield chassis with burst-reverse thruster and parachute rigging.
)

Other info:

DMVF-44 Chimenti History & Q0S Service History [+]

The VF-44d Chimenti is based on the core unit of the Illyx Armada the Chimenti-22v, redesigned and dubbed the BF-33v for better synergy with Confederate forces after their transition into the CTK. Its last overhaul came with the technology for variable fighters which saw the advantages of fast airborne craft finally round out the atmospheric capabilities of mechs. The technology for a stable GERWALK Mode has not been implemented, favoring other capabilities. Complications in the transition resulted in them being fielded a decade later than most of the confederate variable fighters, but also the improvements answered many flaws in the original design. Still, they face pressure from the GC to mitigate the expense of their pilots; there is no ejection module or lethal-G countermeasures. It also currently has limited modularity options.

The QØS has a service history of 8 years, of which it was flown by two pilots. The first perished during his second round of combat with a rival faction on Kriyuu due to injuries sustained during their remarkably turbulent battles. The second is Mercil, who pilots with 3 confederate combat banners. During his service with the Confederate Navy the QØS has been deployed as an anchoring point for friendly and civilian vessels in several hostile territories. On two occasions fending off attacks from a pirate squadrons near Rencillus B. The second banner is for a deployment in support of routing a coup on a weaker Confederate planet in civil war, threatened to collapse and fall from the alliance. The third banner is representative of the confederacy honoring the Kriyuuan ceremonial skirmishes, which are true battles on all accounts and could influence their standing in the GC. He has claimed victory in 2 skirmishes, defeating 5 mecha and dozens of armored platforms of rival factions.

For the purposes of the mission this unit has been coated in radar absorbent grey paint, unique from most of the Chimenti models which have distinctive patterns and colors. Its missile batteries and secondary guns were also designed with internal bays in order to help reduce its radar signature.

END

Name: John "Blackjack" Tyrell
Age: 33
Sex: Male
Species: Human-Valkyrii hybrid


Appearance:

Personality:Friendly and dependable, rarely forgetting a line on set or smiling for the cameras off of it, it's offset by his obsession with his appearance and seemingly carefree attitude that's frustrated a few of his former commanders.
History:

Former child actor, son of Mounoga, the Valkyrii and James Tyrell. Graduate of the Campbell Military Academy. His sister Mary got him stranded after a location shoot on Ecarro, he spent three months hiking back to civilization, then hired on as an Ordinary Spaceman aboard the merchant ship Musk in order to work his passage back to Earth. On his arrival two years later, a friend of Mary's arranged for Able Spaceman John to be drafted and picked up as soon as he disembarked from the shuttle.

The Navy, concerned about their image, decided to assign the young ensign to the Shore Patrol to keep him away from the fighting - and little chance of advancement. He switched service after his first term to the Army, rising to the rank of Captain with the 27th Special Mecha Unit.

Key facts:

• His eyes shine in the dark like an animal's when they reflect light.
• Non-Valkyrii telepaths act like he's a hole in the air as they can't sense him mentally; or complain he gives them nasty headaches if they try to force their way into his mind.
• He always carries a deck of cards.
• Scars on his back from where his vestigial wings were removed. There's still a fine down along his shoulders.
• Age 8, overheard his father demanding to know who John's real father was. Ran away from home for two months.
• His younger sister Mary hates him intensely for no reason he can think of.
• When his unit heard he'd been a Navy Shore Patrolman, they nicknamed him Blackjack, the traditional weapon carried by the SP.
• Has his mother's casual interest in alien archeology.
• Fluent in Trade, the obscure interstellar language that is still standard for the Valkyrii.
• In his unguarded moments, may be found reciting a curious nursery-rhyme his mother translated for him while he was still in the womb.

Personal Gear:

• Ocular Implants, Interstellar Traveller model 5
• Bone Conductor Implants, Interstellar Traveller Model 5
• Mk 9 Throat Mic
• M10 Pattern Ballistic Helmet
• M3 Pattern Personal Armor
• Mk2 Combat webbing
• M4 Programmable Bioplas Ulster
• M6 Infra-Red masking Camouflage Poncho with liner
• X98 Bullpup rifle
• M4A4 Tactical pistol
• Khukri knife
• M70 Utility Sling pack
• Omni, Interstellar Traveller model 6a [+]

  
• Big Casino Hacking Device
• M2156 Osmosis Canteen
• Ration tubes, 12 pack, Tapioca Flavor
• M6 Individual First Aid Kit
• Entrenching tool
• Mk 3 Multi-tool
• Grease stick
• Flight box Professional Makeup Case, Medium

Speciality: Stealth/Infiltrator and Public Relations.

Anything Else:

Mecha Name: Ziggy
Type: Light Scout Modular Mecha
Crew: Single pilot
Appearance:
Stats:
Height: Ulster 12m/ wings folded 15m
DeathAngel wingspan: 9.2m
Mass: Ulster 5.9 tons/ operational load: 10.2 tons
Performance:
Flight: Mach 2.23 at 11,000m
Running: 90kph

Weapons:
IXIS A19 Prototype Sonic Blast (Headgear)
Orion Arms 11-Aught T-2 Laser (handheld, thigh maglock)
IXIS PVP Combat Claw (right arm mount)
Orion Arms Plasma Cannon (left arm mount)

Equipment:
Radar (Ulster)
LiDAR (Headgear)
IR Tracking System (Headgear)
Eagle Eye LR camera (headgear)
Flight camera (headgear)
HUD Targeting (pilot helmet)
Chaff/flares (Deathangel backgear)
Sandcasters/Smoke (Frontgear)
Floodlight (center of chest frontgear)
Radar/Laser passive warning system
Passive Stealth, outfitted with deployable radar reflector panels.
DeathAngel variable wing backgear with canard rear wing - removable.
Leg thrusters for VTOL
Cockpit Bullpup gun mount, two magazine pouches w/belt
Cockpit storage bins for personal gear
Inflatable one-person life raft with survival kit

Other info:
Vantablack with dark olive drab highlights
Reflect underlayer for laser protection

Name: Raven Rivers
Age: 42
Sex: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:


Personality: Raven wants to safeguard what remains of his family, then reunite it by rescuing his wife and son, then take the fight to the Hegemony, in that order. Even then, that last goal can be sacrificed if there is another way to rescue his wife and son. Despite the circumstances of his' joining the Ranger Corps, Raven remains an optimistic and honorable man who is quick to lend a hand, an affecitionately joking word, and a listening ear to his comrades. He is also faithful to his wife and would reject romantic overtures from both women and men (he is bisexual) as long as he is certain she is alive.

History: Raven was born on the agricultural colony world of Plenty, where yes, his family had a farm. They had all the latest crops and agricultural techniques, as well as technology that made their lives more efficient, thus meaning that while there was still plenty of backbreaking labor, it was as distant from the 21st Century idea of a farm as that idea was to the Medieval one. As Raven grew up, he learned how to drive vehicles, handle herds of unmanned drones, and measure the smallest miutinae of moisture and weather in order to ensure the smooth workings of his family's land. He also had dalliances with both girls and boys, but eventually chose to marry early to his childhood sweetheart, a girl named Katrina.

Raven and Katrina chose to seek out land of their own to start their own farm; they planned to have a medium-sized family one day. But just as they were settling in, recruiters from the United Earth Government seeking soldiers for the last years of the Shodane War came into their farming town, offering generous benefits for joining the military. What drew Raven was the chance to earn his family unprecedented benefits, including free University or Vocational education for any children he had with Katrina once they reached the right age. So after talking with his wife about it, he signed the recruitment papers and was promptly shipped off to training.

He discovered his second love (other than men; he was going to stay faithful to his wife so he's not touching them anymore) when being tested for his aptitude: Mechs. He loved humanoid mechs; not the clunky, heavy ones that reminded him too much of farm equipment, but rather, smaller, more specialized units that nevertheless had huge amounts of firepower. And eventually, he got the chance to pilot them in the last battles of the Shodane War, where he won a few medals for trouncing some of the most challenging units of the AI foe. After that, he can be honorably discharged and enjoy the fruits of victory.

His first son, Andrew, was born within a few years of the UEG joining the Confederation. Andrew was a very intelligent child, precocious and daring and a little overconfident; Raven loved him dearly. He also had two other children in the next few years; Laura and Elise, who also proved to be very accomplished girls who were as good at repairing and jury-rigging drones and formulating organic non-carcinogenic pesticide as they were at 'traditional' skills of embroidery and weaving.

Then suddenly, the Hegemony decided that they can get away with snatching Plenty from the Confederation's nose and sent a fleet to take the world by surprise, blowing through the unprepared picket fleet and landing forces on the ground just before the local defense forces were able to send a signal back to the United Earth Government.

Raven's farm was overrun, and Katrina and Andrew were captured while he managed to escape to the countryside with Laura and Elise. He and his girls survived for a few months before help finally arrived in the form of a UEG Fleet, but it was too late for his wife and son - both had been whisked off to Hegemony territory to serve as slaves.

So Raven re-enlisted into the military, joining the Ranger Corps, to find a way to rescue them and reunite his family!

Key facts:

- Raven is a High Church Anglican.
- Raven likes J-Pop.
- Raven is a passable dancer but hates dancing.
- Raven is a social drinker, but hates the feeling of intoxication.
- Raven can cook.

Personal Gear: Any specific personal weapons, armour, or other useful equipment and items. List format is preferred.

- Personal Battle Armor.
- Anti-Material Gauss Rifle.
- Plasma Carbine.
- EMP Grenades.
- Combat Knife.
- Medkit.
- Omni-Tool.
- Burner Comms Device.
- Carbon-Fibre floss wire for use as regular floss or an emergency tool of strangulation.

Speciality: Sniper/Demolitions/Assault Infantry.

Anything Else:
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Mecha Name: Lumen Humanitas
Type: Scout/Sniper/Infilitrator
Crew: 1 - 2
Appearance:

Stats:

Height: 5 meters
Weight: 8.00 metric tonnes
Speed: Flight - 160kph/Running - 170kph

Weapons:

1x Super Gauss Gun with Tungsten/Graphene heavy rounds.
1x Plasma Carbine.
1x Graphene Sword with a localized shield generator on the hilt.
1x Power Fist.
2x Lasers on Head for Anti-Missile, Anti-Aircraft Purposes.
2x Graphene Knives with micro-diamond edges.

Equipment:

1x Prototype Sensor Suite
1x 'Stealth Cloak' that provides optical camoflauge and also dampens heat and electronic readings; this is incompatible with every other system the unit has and can only be used while stationary.
2x Jump Jets capable of providing limited flight capability in the atmosphere and almost unrestricted flight in space.
1x Energy Shield.
1x Active Stealth System
1x Prototype Helium-3 'Microfusion' Reactor.

Other info: A Mech designed to get in, stand still, then inflict lots of damage when called.

Name: Lay’arra Ru’trra
Age: 28
Sex: Female
Species: Anhur
Appearance: Lay’arra stands at the shorter end of Anhur heights, at about 6’, and enjoys a thick, soft coat of vibrantly reddish-orange fur with black at the tips of her ears and tail. There’s a large tuft of white in the center of her chest and under her chin, a white stripe in the center of either ear, and down the center of her back. Her eyes are a deep sapphire.
Personality: Lay’arra is an energetic, enthusiastic woman who’s outspoken and generally cheerful, but she's got a bit of a temper to her. She’s stubborn and assertive, perhaps a little aggressive, but ultimately kind-hearted. She cares a lot about those close to her, as most Anhur do, but is a little more aloof, perhaps. She prefers smaller groups, but is still sociable.
History:Lay’arra grew up in a sand port on Grael II, watching the sand ships come and go, bringing salvage or trade from the southern settlement. She’d always admired the great cannons, imagining the great force they could unleash at a moment’s notice, not considering the resulting destruction. She was even more excited when she saw her first mech, a damaged machine being unloaded for major repairs that the ship itself couldn’t manage. She felt bad for the damaged mech, and knew she wanted to pilot one. With the confidence of a child, she felt she could keep her machine safe.

When she came of working age, she’d joined a salvage crew and worked her way up through the ranks. She started as deck hands, like anybody else, but moved to gunnery before finally making pilot to pilot, when she was assigned to a utility mech, working the salvage operation, doing the digging and hauling. After her first three years of gaining a handle on operating a nimble utility mech and a particularly daring incident, she was given the Violet Dragoon to pilot. She’d been a key pilot for the salvage operations defense unit, exhibiting quick reflexes and gunnery in close quarters.
Key facts: Lay’arra loves steak and seafood, berries, and bitter drinks. Sweet is ok, but she doesn’t like sour. She’s a sucker for ear rubs. She hates cheapskates, hot weather, and the way clothes feel over her fur.

Personal Gear:
– Leandros VI 9mil Sidearm Repeater
– Sentinel Personnel Body Armor
– Combat Knife

Speciality: Light Mech maneuvers and close combat

Anything Else: Bad Dog No Buiscuts

Mecha Name: Mist Engines LX-DrGN
Type: Skirmisher Scout
Crew: One pilot, one co-pilot
Appearance:
Stats:
General
Weight: 25 tons
Output: C-grade fuel cell reactors, 3x 120 GW
Bipedal -
Land Speed: 150 Km/h
Height: 7 meters
Weight: 25 tons
Thruster Output: Medium, Burst
Jump Height: 50 meters, single burst
30 meters, safe landing


Weapons: Mid-range Plasma Cannon, Right Shoulder, Range: 500 M
2x Medium Lasers, Right Arm, Range: 350 M
2x Mid-Range Missile Launcher, Left Arm, 300 M
Equipment: Anti-Missile Laser System, Left Shoulder - Glitchy, Range: 250 M
Active Probe, Head
Other info: The Violet Dragoon has been in service to the salvage teams of Grael II, a desert world thriving off of salvage, left behind by old conflicts resolved in orbit. A largely intact hangar bay found in the deep sands yielded a number of good mechs, including her Violet Dragoon, but that was decades ago. The Dragoon has been an important part of salvage team operations, and much care has gone in to keeping her operational, even when the exact parts required haven't been available. This has resulted in an overall drop in performance potential, though the operation of the mech in Bipedal form has been largely preserved. The mecha has seen much combat against bandits and inferior forces, but rarely has she fought another mech.

Name: "Ithiel" Ithi'elna'dan-sourakoru
Age: 67
Species: Inadri
Appearance:

Personality: Ithiel is somewhat shy and reserved, preferring to observe rather than speak up, to watch and wait rather than leap into action. She's endlessly patient and loves nature, spending her vacation time hiking in the wilderness far from civilisation.
History: Ithiel hails from the Inadri colony planet of Kar'siyaervi, a wild and beautiful frontier world with fewer than one inhabitant per square kilometer. Despite its small population, Kar'siyaervi is hugely overrepresented in the Confederation's Ranger Corps, as its people come largely pre-trained for the types of tasks that Rangers are called on to perform - and tend to have the perfect mentality for the job as well. Indeed her parents were Rangers who met in the course of their duties, and it was almost a matter of course that Ithiel would enlist in the "family firm".
Key facts: Like most Inadri, Ithiel is a telepath; in her case, a fairly strong one. She's also trained in the use of the ESPER lens, a device mounted in Inadri-designed mecha that amplifies the pilot's powers to the mecha scale. In the case of telepathy it extends her range tremendously, and also allows the use of thought-controlled drones called Fangs.

Personal Gear: Spike rifle - An unusual longarm that fires projectiles shaved off a block of metallised polymer accelerated to very high velocity by a rail mechanism. Accurate and highly lethal against personnel, it's a long and finicky weapon, which limits its deployment in the field. Usually the mark of a hunter or sniper: Ithiel is very good at both.
Puuk'ko - The everyday carry knife of many Inadri, it's halfway to being a small sword. Distinguished by its single cutting edge on the inside of its dramatic curve, and the deep belly that gives it tremendous cutting power, it's oddly reminiscent of the Terran kukri. A versatile and useful tool, it can be used for cutting, slicing, chopping, hammering, and occasionally even throwing.

Speciality: Long range reconnaissance and direct action. Tracking, stalking, sniping.

Anything Else: In idle moments, Ithiel whittles little knickknacks to keep her hands busy.

Mecha Name: Inle-Rah
Type: Transformable low-observable recon/attack mecha
Crew: Single pilot only
Appearance:



Stats:
Height - 18 m
Empty weight - 34.7 tons
Loaded weight - 55.3 tons
Weapons: Long beam rifle - Part of the Inle-Rah's Composite Shield Weapons System, this is a powerful and long-ranged particle beam weapon.
Plasma claw - The second function of the Composite Shield Weapons System features a pair of short-range plasma emitters mounted within the shield that deploy like the claws of a lobster, snapping out rapidly and then returning to battery. This reduces the massive power requirement of the plasma emitters.
Head vulcans - The only internally mounted weaponry on the Inle-Rah, these are simple 30mm vulcan guns that fire a mix of AP and HEDP rounds. They're essentially popguns, useful mainly for antimissile work and distracting the opponent.
Equipment: ESPER lens - Fragile, expensive, finicky, and incredibly complex, the ESPER lens is the apotheosis of Inadri technology. It boosts the natural telepathic powers of its user by orders of magnitude, increasing not only range and power but often also enabling the development and use of new abilities altogether.
Fangs - The Inle-Rah mounts eight Fang thought-control drones, directed by its pilot's will as amplified by the ESPER lens. Each is equipped with a small shield generator and a variable laser that can fire in both pulse and continuous modes.
Stealth system - Reduces the sensor signature of the Inle-Rah to that of a small mammal. Particularly effective in Humanoid mode.
EW pod - Another marvel of Inadri science, this allows the Inle-Rah to operate effectively as a Wild Weasel-type electronics warfare craft. In active mode its emissions render the stealth system useless, but it becomes a potent jammer and spoofer. In passive mode it can detect and analyse enemy emissions semi-independently through the Inle-Rah's expert systems.
Other info: While the images provided show the display livery of the Inle-Rah, Ithiel's personal unit is painted in black, gray, and blue.

Name: HB-202RC ('Horned Bastard, 202nd Zealot of the Ravenous Cohort')
Age: 322
Sex: Biologically female
Species: Mon'nnari
Appearance: HB stands taller than the average human male at six feet, not counting their horns, and carries themselves with a warrior's grace. They tend to dress simply and practically, leaning towards cheap and replaceable clothes when at rest and sturdy combat gear when in the field. However, HB does indulge in jewelry. They've decorated their face and horns with several bangles and studs, the flashy adornments a holdover from their criminal career.

If one happened upon HB in a state of undress they'd noticed a number of old surgical scars and sealed ports, relics from their days as a soldier for the Hegemony. Their original cybernetic augments were bulky and obtrusive but as the years went on they've been replaced with more advanced and discrete ones. That said, they are very clearly augmented. While not a full-conversion borg HB is cybered to a very high degree, with seams on their limbs and torso denoting implanted weapons and subdermal armor.

As a side note, instead of the usual red HB bleeds a pale, milky blue. Their blood was replaced with an artificial variant that better regulates temperature and insulates their various augmentations from electromagnetism.


Personality: HB is, at first glance, spacey and out of touch. They never quite learned how to interface normally with society, often coming across as distant or perhaps not entirely there. They have a tendency to look through people rather than at them during a conversation, sizing up someone with all the cold clinicality of a machine crunching numbers. This ruthless calculation is at odds with their sleepy-eyed and dazed expression, a side effect of the drugs running through their system.

Part of HB's faith involves the use of psychoactive substances to achieve the Ideal Conscious, a state of loose calm characterized by meditative introspection and mild hallucination. Words are distorted and images are altered, giving them the sensation of being in a permanent dream. This makes holding a conversation with them an amusing or annoying experience, depending on one's preference. But by using a neural implant hooked into their serotonin receptors they can flush their system of the narcotics, forcing themselves sober. This is an unpleasant experience and makes HB rather taciturn, but they only use it when combat is imminent.

History: The child that would eventually be known as HB-202 was born generations after the Mon'nnari were annexed by the Hegemony, and there was no question about its fate. They were born a Zealot, a religious order of elite warriors and assassins who saw warfare and sabotage as devotional actions. The Zealots believed that they were not free spirits but pieces in a puzzle or cogs in a machine, individual parts that had to work for the good of the whole. As such, it would be inaccurate to say that the child had a family. They knew who their relatives were, but their parents had been assigned to each other by their superiors for the sake of producing future fighters, and their siblings were kept faceless, the same as all the other children in their sept. They ate in the same dining hall and slept in the same barracks but were taught to bond with each other as comrades and nothing more.

The child trained dutifully and was made a full Zealot upon reaching adulthood, replacing a fallen soldier. They were not given a numerical designation but inherited one, becoming the new 202nd of the Ravenous Cohort and then swiftly deployed against the Hegemony's enemies. Zealots were prized for their use as raiders and ambushers, slinking into enemy territory to disrupt supply lines and force troops away from the front lines. At first 202 took action against pirates and dissidents on the fringes of Hegemony territory but with the arrival of the Confederation they were given a proper war to fight.

They served admirably, working with a small ship-based team to harry the intruding forces. Despite the facelessness of the Zealots they were given notable autonomy in the field, often directed towards a region of space and told to make trouble however they saw fit. 202 destroyed ammo depots, contaminated medical supplies, assassinated political and military leaders, and sabotaged refueling stations so that they would explode when docked with anything to hurt the Confederation and force them to stretch themselves thin. They took pride in their work, as by the tenets of their faith every legitimate target destroyed was a positive step on their journey to martial enlightenment. This had been the way of the Zealots before they had served the Hegemony, and their beliefs were tolerated as they produced skilled and devoted agents who did a tremendous amount of damage for their small numbers. But the Hegemony did not allow for deviation from their vision, and the new realities of war brought mandated change.

The Zealots were retrained as mech pilots and the parameters of their missions altered. Now they were less scalpels and more knives, leaving long slashing wounds in the enemy's territory. During the Second Confederation War the Zealots were directed towards vulnerable civilian targets as well as military ones, displacing populations and destroying food supplies to force the Confederation to deal with defenseless people. 202 did as instructed, taking the initiative and earning a reputation for damaging power plants and water storage units, but they were disquieted by this new method of warfare.

By the third war the mandate had changed yet again, and the Ravenous Cohort lived up to its name. 202 and their comrades now served a purely destructive role, practicing a sort of proactive scorched earth where they simply rampaged across a region to do as much damage as possible and stymie attempts to rebuild. 202 shelled cities and herded civilians out of their homes and into the wilderness as commanded, but they did it without enthusiasm. The Hegemony had morphed the Zealots into something far removed from their original purpose, and 202, feeling abandoned, abandoned it in turn. The end of the war saw them stuck far behind Confederate lines and they didn't bother escaping back to friendly territory.

Now in the boundary between the Halo and the Frontier of Confederation space 202 found themselves in the Antarus System, a cluster of small moons and planets known for two things: mining operations, and vice of all sorts. While their medical training and knowledge on augmentation could have gotten them steady work as a doctor 202 still craved the comradery and sense of unity that came with fighting for a larger group, and their military-grade cybernetics and martial skill made them valuable for anyone looking for a fight. They fell in with the Rock Rats, a collection of toughs dealing in black market ore and stolen goods. 202 quickly earned a reputation for brawling, taking part in turf wars with their gangster brethren. Being one of the few, if not only Mon'nnari in the system they were dubbed the Horned Bastard, a moniker they adopted to replace their now abandoned Hegemony name.

After a few years of tangling with street thugs and pirates HB attracted the attention of bigger players. The Rock Rats were subordinate to the Spacers Syndicate, a truly intergalactic network spanning the Confederation and the ISA. Always on the hunt for talent, HB-202's loyalty and ruthlessness was smiled upon, and they were granted a spot in the Spacers' ranks. They were again enjoying themselves as the people they fought were rivals or debtors, folks who should have known better than to have involved themselves. But as they moved up the ranks, they became responsible for more rackets, and the wider their reach, the less they could narrow their sights. Once again HB found themselves picking on civilians, bullying dockyard workers and bureaucrats into silence. Their conscious picked at them, and HB began wondering if they should make another career change.

Roughly three decades into their tenure with the Syndicate HB met a young Synth on shore leave from the Confederation ship she was stationed on. Lorei was intriguing in many ways to the assassin-turned-mobster; her existence as an artificial being with free will was a fascinating prospect to someone who had spent their whole life seconding their autonomy to a greater whole. In fact, Lorei in general intrigued HB. As they spent time together 202 grew to appreciate her openness, her willingness to indulge in order to learn, her ability to be cocky without being offputting. For the first time in HB's life, they felt not a vague loyalty to fellow cogs in some larger machine but mutual affection on an individual level.

A romance blossomed and promised to grow into something wonderful, but reality had a way of intruding. The Shodane War saw HB's Beloved Synth pulled away to fight and then subjected to torture that could only be suffered by an artificial mind. When the pair reunited it was a one-sided affair. Lorei could bring up snippets of conversations they had or remember HB's favorite drink, but their entire relationship was twisted and warped so as to be almost completely nonexistent. HB was no stranger to altering their consciousness and emptying their mind, but such a brutal scrubbing of their Beloved Synth horrified them. They desperately tried to patch things up in any way they could, but Lorei, ashamed by her inability to connect her fragmented memories to emotions she knew she was supposed to feel, ran away.

HB had been planning on leaving their criminal life but now had no reason to do so, languidly going through the motions of underworld politics for another twenty years. Without Lorei around they saw no purpose in change, but chance would eventually give them a reason to better themselves. Sticking with the Spacers also let them call upon a vast network of tipsters and informants, people they could rely on to get information. Eventually, their search paid off, locating Lorei in the Rangers.

Now all HB needed was a way in, and they found it when they were caught up in a raid. The local government knew of their activities but could only pin minor offenses on them. Some basic possession raps would not keep them behind bars for very long, but speaking with the authorities allowed HB to forge yet another path. They offered to make amends by serving the Confederation, and it was determined their skillset would make them an asset to the Rangers.

Key facts:

• HB-202RC is a combination of their old gang nickname and their Crusader designation. In its long form it means 'Horned Bastard, 202nd Zealot of the Ravenous Cohort' (although this is not a perfect translation). Their birth name is currently unknown to Confederate authorities.
• HB refers to themselves with gender-neutral language, as a central tenet of their faith is being interchangeable with their peers.
• While they're not a mechanic and can't do extensive vehicle repairs, HB's medical expertise extends to a wide range of cybernetics.
• They view their faith as a tool as much as a belief system. The philosophy they follow gives them goals to strive for while staying grounded. They're interested in other religious and spiritual beliefs and often adopt facets that resonate with them.
• Similialy, the martial art Mon'rletv, taught to all Zealots, is a tenet of their faith that's practiced syncretically, adapted to use different techniques from different systems.

Personal Gear:

• Rigut Arms Battle Rifle: A high-caliber chemical based firearm, originally designed for use with powered armor. HB's augmented strength allows them to make use of it.
• Mineba 155 Submachine Gun: The Humans have only been in contact with the wider world a short time, but they've managed to make an impact on the arms market. The 155 in particular is popular with criminals who been a large amount of firepower in a concealable package. HB uses it the Battle Rifle risks overpenetrating.
• Zealot's High-Frequency Shock Blade with matching swordbreaker dagger: The traditional weapons of the Zealots, useful for boarding actions and stealth operations.
• Light Battle Armor: A polymer padded vest with inserted plates, connected to a flexible armored undersuit with arm and leg guards. The result is less durable in an extended fight than standard battle armor but is much lighter and more flexible, allowing her to take advantage of her quick movement and sharp reflexes while still using her arm-based cybernetic weapons due to the emitters built into the sleeves.
• Life support systems for use in space or toxic enviroments.
• Medical Equipment: A range of diagnostic and procedural tools and a wide range of medications and nanoinjections covering all manner of injuries and maladies. HB can do everything from set broken bones to full-on surgery, provided they have the space to work in.
• Seraphim Jump Pack: The signature tool of the Zealots. HB uses it to augment their high degree of mobility.

Specialty: Medical Officer/Fire Support

Anything Else:Training and exercise are forms of meditation for HB. An easy way to achieve the Ideal Conscious is to work out until exhaustion and then bask in the sensation of screaming muscles and burning lungs.

Mecha Name: G/OFS-2, "Gehenna"
Type: Fire Support Platform
Crew: One pilot and 3 passengers.
Appearance: Gehenna
Overview: The Gehenna is big and slow and imposing, abnormally large for a mech and much heavier to boot. It naturally draws the eye, towering over the opposition and much of the battlefield itself. It can be considered an 'assasin' of sorts, quickly demolishing high-value targets before they can make problems. To accomplish this task it has been given both extremely powerful weapons and overly thick armor, making it capable of dealing out and taking high amounts of punishment. In an one on one shooting or slugging match there are few that can match it, but it's huge size and sluggish movement make it relatively easy to overwhelm if not adequately supported.
Dimensions:
Height: 20.2 meters
Mass: 40 tons when carrying standard load
Performance: Top speed of 110 kmh

Weapons:

• "Seventh Seal" 300mm Cannon: A howitzer capable of both direct and indirect fire support, on a traveling mount that moves it from the Gehenna's back to its shoulder. It fires various shells ranging from standard high-explosive payloads to shock, incendiary/thermobaric, plasma, and various gases. It's slow to reload, but very long-range and supremely powerful, the largest gun that can be mounted on a mech and still feasibly move.
• x4 Nebula-class CIWS: Rotating-barrel laser weapons, two built into the head and the others built into the palms. The Nebulas are multiple purposes, able to automatically track and destroy incoming missiles or being aimed manually for use against infantry and thin-skinned vehicles.
• Arash Rail Rifle: A long range railgun used for medium targets. If it's too tough for the Nebulas but doesn't warrant the Seventh Seal, it's shot by this.
• Moloch-class Melee Upgrades: While the Gehenna travels slowly it's limbs are specifically designed to move quickly, allowing it to brawl with the speed of a much smaller mech. In addition, it can generate a high-strength plasma field around its first to clamber the enemy into submission.

Equipment:
The Gehenna is a tempting target due to its size, relatively slow traversal, and sheer firepower. While it's well-armored and of solid construction it's not a brawler and will not last if pitted against coordinated enemies. It survives by staying behind friendly forces, serving as fire support before moving to rip apart any isolated foes. Most of its defenses are active, misleading, or destroying enemy missiles while deploying shields and smokescreens to deter projectile or energy weapons.

• Phalanx Integrated Shielding: The Gehenna's thick armor is fortified by an energy field, strengthening it against attack and preventing hull breaches. It can also generate a distinct energy field projected from the Gehenna's arm, but doing this drains the mech's energy.
• Decoy Dones: Simple drones that produce a disproportionately large amount of sensory information, leading enemy attacks away from the MECH when used in conjunction with other systems.
• Repair Drones: Drones equipped with manipulator arms and rudimentary AI, capable of doing basic field repairs.
• Avoidance Systems: Flares, brilliant sand, and hot smoke canisters allow the Gehenna to throw up a defensive screen when under attack. Additionally, it can use its Stealth System to lower its profile on enemy sensors.
• Radar, LiDAR, and Visual Detection Package: A standard sensor set, capable but not outstanding.

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