[CHAR] Abberant Dawn - A BeeNCQuest Mecha RP

[Letter Bee]

Name: Andrew Avalon - Field Captain

Appearance:


Age: 26, but looks 20.

Personality: Andrew is a man dedicated to a goal that is hidden from other people, including his team. A kind person who generally wants to seem optimistic due to a need to keep up a positive apperance, Andrew wishes to be loyal to his team while expecting them to be loyal to him. Though he wants to be fair, Andrew admits that despite his age, he has many inadequacies and flaws, including vanity in his good looks. Surprisingly, despite his usage of advanced science to maintain said looks and longlivety, Andrew opposes transhumanism beyond a certain point; he will not accept the alteration of fundamental human drives using scientific means.

Backstory: Andrew Avalon was born in Australia, in an Independent settlement that used to pay tribute to Red-Star before Haven emerged from its hidden Burrow and threw out the tribute collectors and their collaborators and brought relative peace to the surface. The next years were spent in education, as the Democratic Union Party of Haven organized mass literacy programs among towns and villages. Andrew found that life was happier there than it was in his early childhood, and committed himself to Haven as soon as he was old enough to be tested as an NC Pilot.

Finding himself with a fair Sync Ratio of 85%, Andrew Avalon was soon recruited into Haven's NC forces, piloting a Mech as part of the Havenite People's Protection Units in various actions against Red-Star's raiding forces. And after a string of successes and even counter-raids against the Asian MegaCorp, Andrew was 'scouted out' by a company of Mercenaries who were looking for new talent among the Independents of the world. Theodore Narra, General Commander of Haven, allowed said Mercenaries, the Electrum Company, to hire him as one of their members; the commander's rationale was that he wanted a liason in the 'mercenary scene', someone who would increase relations between Haven and various 'Merc Guilds'.

And with that, Andrew now had the perfect way to increase his experience...

Tactical Preferences and Skills: Andrew is a jack of all trades, but has mastered only few. Swords, guns, bare fists, Andrew has dabbled in many styles of fighting but is most comfortable with ranged weapons. When fighting with NCs, Andrew prefers to help his team as much as possible, shooting from mid-range, boosting Utility and Support Mech's systems, and occassionally going into melee range should circumstances be dire or he be provoked into an assault. As for non-combat skills, Andrew is a cook, a singer, and knows how to maintain his own guns and his NC.

Notes: Andrew is Bisexual.

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NC Character Sheet:

Code-name: Angel of Kobane.

Appearance:


Body Type: Bipedal/Hover

Type of NC: General-Purpose

Equipment & Armaments: Gauss Blaster that shoots both regular bullets and explosive gel, a meta-material blade that can encase itself in an energy field, and a dagger and chest-mounted set of machine guns for close combat. But the trump card of Kobane are two things: A 'Quantum Signal Booster' that increases the speed and encryption of Inter-NC communication, and a 'Wireless Energy Transmitter' that allows it to provide extra power from its fusion reactor to other NCs on its team. Said fusion reactor is also extra-efficient compared to other NCs...

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Adam Philips

Name: Adam Philips

Appearance:

Hider

Age: Roughly 33 years old.

Personality: Adam is hard to read, and harder to get close to because of his coldly professional attitude. He is suspicious of outsiders he perceives to be "snooping", often including anyone purposefully seeking him out without an easily discernible reason. He has been observed warming up to comrades outside of battle, but remains wary until a friendship solidifies. He shows approval for anyone who actively seeks self-improvement, and will provide indirect support if the opportunity arises. He seeks to remain busy or linked to his NC, otherwise he remains quiet and reflects.

Backstory:Born into the Smoke Bears bandit-clan of Denver-Vegas controlled Appalachia, Adam's life was nomadic and fraught with danger from it's very beginning. As a child he often heard the tale of his people from the Elder, that their home had been beneath the mountains since before the destruction of the world, their rise to power in early years of the nuclear winter due to the gifts handed down from their ancestors, and their tradition of martial prowess and practice before the return of the Corporations. He learned their land, and their peace, had been stolen by Denver-Vegas in their unending greed. Hunted, Adam's people became bandits and raiders, using their ancestral knowledge of the mountains to ambush DV's convoys, their preference for vehicles a hindrance in the rugged terrain where NCs reigned supreme. He grew up to admire the Elder, who guided the Smoke Bears' crown jewel, All Nerves as it's Companion.

As Denver-Vegas' hold on the land strengthened, the Smoke Bears began to decline. Their supplies dwindled as their enemies changed paths, sent greater numbers of NCs and began hunting for their camps. With the future looking bleak, the bandits lost their leader, their idol dormant without it's companion. The Bandits divided, those who sought to stay would hide their identities, burn their flags and become just another settlement. Those who would keep the mantle of the Smoke Bears would seek out among their number the Elder's replacement through the Trials, and would flee their home in the hopes that their brothers and sisters might survive, even if they were run down. All the clan's young tested themselves in the Heart of the Mountain, and three candidates rose to be tested against All Nerves itself. Only Adam could withstand the link, the others rejected, immutable. They would serve the Smoke Bears as pilots of captured NCs, but they would not come near All Nerves of their own volition again. The Trials complete, they chose to bide their time in order to give those fleeing a chance to slip into safety unnoticed.

The time had come, and the Smoke Bears sped away from their home under cover of night, beating a hasty retreat east, the knowledge that their mission would protect their people was wind at their backs. Their destination was a port on the Atlantic, where they would steal ships from the unsuspecting Corporation and flee their homeland. In the fighting, many of the Smoke Bears fell defending their brothers and sisters, yet still more made away into the night on their pilfered crafts to a land they had only heard of, to "Haven". Things were not so simple, and the Smoke Bears had difficulty adapting to their new life, stifled by promises of freedom turned lies. Haven was no home to them, demanding tribute just as the corporations did to simply live on the land. Money was needed to see his people free, and so Adam found himself a Mercenary. Once more, All Nerves and it's companion would protect their people.

Tactical Preferences and Skills: Adam's experience makes him suited to Guerilla Warfare and Offense-oriented strategy. During combat, Adam remains mobile at all times, and has learned to maintain accuracy on the move in order to compensate for his NC's lack of melee and to utilize it's much greater speed.

Outside of combat, Adam is a skilled hunter, tracker and trapper. He also is also a capable butcher thanks to her early service to his clan. Adam greatly enjoys poker, stakes or no, and is notoriously difficult to beat among pilots and mechanic crews.

Notes: Adam is intensely protective of his "family" and his NC, protecting them above all else.

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All Nerves

Code-name: "All Nerves"

Appearance:

Hider

Body Type: Bipedal Reverse-Joint, Non-Humanoid

Type of NC: Configurable between Light Artillery and Support roles depending on pod selection and munitions loaded.

Equipment & Armaments:

-[Modular] Pod-mounted Rotary autocannon sporting variable ammunition for use against most targets depending on needs. Variable-Fuze HE rounds are the go-to, and can be toggled en masse to be used against most "softer" targets to great effect.

-[Modular] Pod-mounted M.A.C. (Magnetic Accelerator Cannon) for use against Heavily-armored targets. Can be charged to increase projectile velocity and impact strength.

-[Modular] Back-mounted tactical missile pod.

-[Integrated] Back-mounted Radar/LASER designator sensor equipment

-[Integrated] Co-axial chaingun

-[Integrated] Torso Chaff/Decoy/Smoke launch tubes

-[Integrated/MODIFICATION] Modified reactor vents on torso, able to vent reactor plasma in short, weaponized bursts.

-[Integrated] manipulator arms attached to forward torso underneath sensor-cluster.

Notes: The Operational crew surrounding and working on All Nerves is exclusively Smoke-Bear personnel, and most are outwardly hostile to people trespassing.

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[Nerdy Reference]

The Lady Blackmoore & the Stolen Skirmisher

Name: Olivia Blackmoore



Age: 28

Personality: Due to a genetic defect, she has no capacity to feel emotion, though she does understand the concept. She's professional in her manner and speech, but occasionally she comes across as condescending due to living most of her life as one PI&N's uppercrust. This side of her comes out most often with people she's decided are undesirable, such as vagrants, morons, and the corrupt.

Backstory:
Even at the peak of her career, the youngest daughter of the illustrious Blackmoore family was unknown to the majority of Paragon Industries & Nuclear. This was, of course, by design. For a corp that prides itself on its superiority, publicly admitting that their much-vaunted Angel-Knights had defective members among its ranks would be unthinkable. Though, to their considerable frustration, her skills, 85% Sync Ratio, and constant successes made her difficult to justify removing.
Olivia Blackmoore's defect isn't really relevant to her combat abilities, nor is it immediately apparent. Put simply, she's emotionally blank. This is the result of damage to her Limbic System that was unaccounted for during her development. The geneticist working on her and her siblings was fired for his error, but, by the the time it was noticed, she'd already distinguished herself in combat. So, she was quietly swept under the rug.
For ten years she acted as the commander and point-woman for a squad of Agents that enjoyed unprecedented success in increasingly-suicidal missions. Her successes were an endless source of frustration for her superiors. As it turned out, she was, in fact, being sent on suicide missions. If she died in the course of a mission, the higher-ups had thought, then they could happily pat themselves on the back and use her death as further proof that superiority can only be achieved through perfection. Eventually, they grew tired of waiting.
Corp loyalty is beaten into every employee's head. Even low-borns, especially low-borns have it driven into them that the corp is their best chance at a happy life and continued survival. It was that loyalty that resulted in her own squad being sent after her for some fictional crime against the CEO. With few viable options at her disposal, Olivia commenced a tactical withdrawl. She scuttled her old corp mech and escaped into the wider world, eventually managed to make it to North America. There, she successfully stole an old Denver-Vegas mech that, while far clunkier than the sleek, nearly-alien mechs of her homecorp, was far more rugged and easily maintained.
With her stolen mech, which she named 'Outcast', she's made her way to Electrum Company. This is partly for her own protection, but she considers it a temporary solution at best to her real predicament.

Tactical Preferences and Skills: Olivia's history as a covert agent has colored her tactics. She prefers not to strike without some sort of advantage whether it's numbers, gear, or information. By the time she reveals herself, the enemy is lost, scared, and out of ammo.

Notes: "Yes, this is real gold trim. Stop asking."

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NC Character Sheet:

Code-name: "Outcast"



Body Type: Bipedal

Type of NC: Assault

Equipment & Armaments: Outcast utilizes a rather standard set of High-Threat Riot Gear: A twin-linked NC-Grade assault rifle with both standard and explosive rounds, a collapsable riot shield, and a combat knife. Its armor is rather unimpressive by Denver-Vegas standards, but, for someone who advocates caution in her approach, this is a relative non-issue.