Hidden 8 yrs ago Post by Squad 404
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Name: Veronica Valentine.
Role: SWAT
D.O.B. 12/19/2009 (Age: 22.)
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 130
Nationality: American.
Appearance: Geared and ungeared

Background: Veronica was born late 2009. She grew up on the streets and took part in a handful of gangs to make a living. She had always dreamed of escaping the gritty world, and the stories she was told of how nice everything used to be filled her head with idealist notions. Veronica wants the world to be a better place, and she knows that it's going to be a hard fight to get there. Veronica found here moment of freedom when she was busted as part of a security raid by the Neo-Bay police department at age fifteen. Taken into custody, she faced several years in prison but won her freedom by taking a deal that she would serve in their SWAT team instead of rotting in a cell. The training she faced was harsh. Harsher than most, since most of the team didn't look fondly on her for taking what they considered an honorable position as a way to squeeze out of a proper punishment.

When her time was up, she turned around and joined the SWAT team almost immediately. She knew Mack for a short time, but they never really spoke much. When the Neo-Bay police department was disbanded, Veronica wandered without a job since SWAT was all she really knew how to do. She didn't want to go back to a life of crime, since that was the one thing she wanted out of more than anything. She had browsed through some of the various security positions, but none of them really spoke to her. When Veronica heard of COPS being formed, she joined almost immediately once she saw Mack on board. A familiar face in a sea of mystery was a welcome relief.

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Name: Varya Dmitrievich Moskvin

Role: The Sharpshooter

D.O.B. 26/11/2002 (28 years old)

Height: 5'7

Weight:138ibs

Nationality:Russian





Theme Song: Might put one in at some point.
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Carter Tronstad

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Street Sweeper

D.O.B.
04/07/1998 (33 years)

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American

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Tronstad was born in mid '98, just in time to see the government collapse. He doesn't remember much of his childhood besides the hardships. Being born into a middle class family doesn't help very much when the scope of the state crumbles a little more everyday. The financial burden grew heavier on Tronstad's family, but his father persevered and pumped his naive son with optimism. Tronstad remembers witnessing a hand full of violent incidents involving anti-government radicals and militarized police in the streets and how increasingly volatile they became. His father was a part of the police force himself before late into the protests he turned turned in his badge and joined his colleagues in a revolution against the state.

When Tronstad was a little older, he found himself living in the streets with his family. This lasted a few years until his father started taking on private contracts with various security firms to finally obtain a permanent residence. It became more and more obvious that conglomerates were gaining power. Despite this, Tronstad did not see his father very often as he had to work long hours in order to keep the family stable.

By 2018, the 20-year old Carter Tronstad was ambitious and wanted to follow in his fathers footsteps. Both his mother and his father caught a very deadly illness and it took his mothers life very quickly. His father, on the other hand, held out for a few more years. Tronstad managed his own life and decided it would be better to mourn elsewhere so he decided to turn his attention eastward and settle out in Neo-bay once the world events seemed less violent. Neo-bay wasn't exactly a picture perfect city, but Tronstad liked it better like that. He was interested in what it had to offer, even if what it was offering was dangerous.

There, he did work for an organized crime family as an associate. He spent a few more years extorting private companies and businesses for money, and expanding the territory that the crime family dealt with. Tronstad was shown the ropes by a few guys who were in the business for a while. He was taught everything: carjacking, lockpicking, drug dealing, extortion, you name it. He enjoyed the sense of freedom that it gave him; he liked not being tied down with the law, though he still had some concerns with rival firms. At the age of 25, Tronstad grew somewhat notorious, being known for his methods of intimidation and his effectiveness when it came to his job. His associates thought he had reached his power threshold and decided to whack him. Tronstad was beaten and had his right arm crushed by a truck. He was left for dead, but in the nick of time he was saved by a private military police force that had investigated the disturbance due to a call someone reported. With the technology available at the time, he was able to get a prosthetic limb for his right arm which he would later enhance to a cybernetic arm. Tronstad was tried in court and given the choice to be thrown in a private jail for life, or work as an informant for the private company. He took the duty of being an informant, and other security firms started to notice Tronstad's value of having criminal knowledge. He started doing contract work for various private military companies and security firms in attempts to retain some degree of order in Neo-Bay.

Carter continued taking the law into his own hands for 8 years working alongside private security companies. In a few instances, he became well acquainted with Mack Yancy, whom he had shared a few contracts with here and there. He knew Yancy as someone, who like Tronstad, wasn't drafted into the security business, but rather enlisted on his own accord. Yancy often called Tronstad in like a pundit when he needed some sort of key information on a local gang, or whether he just needed some extra muscle summoned. It would only be a matter of time before Carter Tronstad received his next call.
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Name:
Rohan "Ro" Angelos
Role:
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D.O.B.
March 7th, 2008 (23 Years old)
Height:
5'10"
Weight:
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Nationality:
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Background:
Rohan was in the foster care system from a young age, never really knowing his parents. That was fine by him though, if they wanted to drop their son off in some strangers care than he didn't exactly care to meet them. His foster parents were nice enough anyways, even if they weren't exactly strict. Ro could leave all night without a word and come back and they wouldn't question a second of it. He appreciated that, even if he did take advantage of it sometimes. He would get mixed up with what some might call the wrong crowd, but he was smart about what he did and how he did things so that no one had anything on him. Besides, it wasn't like he was a bad kid or anything, just a bad place. The border town he grew up in was basically lawless and he had to watch everyday as drugs, violence, and money tore the place apart, tore families apart. He hated seeing it, and he had no doubt it was what tore his parents from him at a young age but he couldn't escape it.

He had worked jobs all across town so that when he was old enough to he got his license and bought a car. Sure, he had drove before that but doing so legally was far more convenient and it meant that he was definitely experienced. Driving just came naturally to him, he had some sort of knack for it and with it he was very useful to the people who called this place their home. He ran drugs, he ran weapons, he just ran. He was smart too, and her learned the landscape and town better than anyone else, knew the ins and outs and knew them well. He was fast and maneuverable, no one could catch him, hell they couldn't even see him coming. It was a good setup and he put some of the money towards his foster parents. They deserved some for housing him and he was sure they turned a blind eye to what he did. The rest of the money went to his car and stuff like a TV for his room, kid stuff. Eventually gang culture broke out and the town turned on itself and the gang rivaling the one Rohan did work for said that if he didn't get out of the game his foster family was done for. He took it to heart and realized he needed away from the place. He told his foster parents he needed a fresh start and after a somewhat tearful mostly understanding goodbye, he was off on the road.

Rohan had heard of Neo Bay, moves being made there and it was tempting, especially since no one knew him there, no one had anything on him. He had no place else to be so he figured he might as well check it out, it was about time for a road trip anyhow. It was a great place, sure and there was plenty of opportunities for someone like him to make money. First off, the street racing scene. This was where he started making moves, making cash. He learned the city over time and as he did he found that no one could match him in a car or any other vehicle really. He weaved and drifted like no one else even dared think about doing, so needless to say he won a lot. Secondly, once his name got out there it turned out corporations were willing to shell out a lot of dough for someone who could 100% get what they needed where they needed. Turns out when there's no law, people aren't above trying to sabotage companies by ramming their deliveries off of the road and trying to sabotage them by stealing the product in transport. Luckily for him, Rohan never got caught. He became pretty popular in both scenes, and that was just fine by him. Not to mention sometimes they persuaded him to jack a rival car, and get it back. He knew a car inside and out, and it put money on the table and that's all he cared about.

One day he finally got caught, a branch of a company that didn't look kindly on him sabotaged the vehicle they were having him drive. They thought he would die in the crash but he lived with a few injuries and crawled from the wreck. He wasn't so much caught as he got out of the game playing around with corporations. He heard of a new organization, a force called C.O.P.S. Rohan figured he had the perfect resume to get in and was willing to do just about anything to get in and get out of the politics game of mega-corporations and maybe make the difference he wished he had seen in his old border town.

Theme Song: GAS GAS GAS
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Name: Rachel 'Claymore' Williams
Role: Demo
D.O.B. 1st April, 2005
Height: 6'1
Weight: 170 lbs
Nationality: Scottish
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Background: If you've ever wanted someone who will turn an entire building to concrete and rebar rubble and walk away whilst smoking a cigarette, Rachel is your woman. Alternatly known as 'Richie,' 'Racket,' 'Claymore' or 'Breakdown' (if you want to piss her off,) Rachel is a born and raised military girl. Both of her parents were Private Security soldiers, her father specialising as a sapper in order to put up buildings, and her mother a demolitionist specialising in tearing down buildings. This unique 'two sides of the coin' childhood meant that when it was her chance to join the forces, she was uniquly placed to tear down everything.

Her training was pretty by the book, at least when it came to her soldier training. Her knowledge of demolitions, and a degree in civil engineering meant that almost everything she knew about explosives came from either her parents or herself, including what would become her most famous gadget, her own take on the claymore. Sending out small sound pulses, the device can be planted on the ground or even drilled into doors and windows, and as soon as the sound is disrupted, they will go off.

Theme Song: Drop It (and by 'it,' she means the entire building.)
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