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Staff Sergeant William Jacobson
NO-36 Emergency Reinforcement Team
Detached from Combat Engineering Corp



Height: 5'9"

Weight: 161lbs

Age: 39

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EHCS:

Mk. VII Ares Field Survival EHCS

Personality: Staff Sergeant Jacobson comes from a long, long family history of soldiers and combat support personnel and it often shows in his demeanor and actions. He has a rock solid certainty in his actions and reactions to problems that can be infectious, providing a sometimes desperately needed air of calm and control over chaotic battlefield situations. This tends to be a double edged blade, though, as he often clashes more harshly with rookies and inexperienced allies due to his lack of tolerance for mistake and bumbling about in situations that demand nothing but perfect focus which, in his opinion, is any combat situation. He has no problem voicing his opinion, perhaps a reason he has not advanced as far as most of his family usually does, and he makes sure that anyone he is dealing with is under no disillusion as to what he thinks about them. Off the field he is approachable enough and even willing to teach others a few tricks, but he is often unnervingly silent, staring off with an often all too familiar thousand yard stare towards enemy positions, waiting for the next time combat called upon him.

Bio: Born in the capitol city of Interum, like the rest of his family, William Jacobson was raised as a soldier might be trained in the barracks. As in, very roughly and with very high expectations. While his father was deployed, his uncle would raise him much like a drill sergeant would, and the boy would spend much of his childhood learning to fight and work a battlefield to his advantage than he did playing games. His uncle, being a retiree of the Engineering Corp, naturally pushed the young boy in that direction, pleased with his natural aptitude in the technical challenges the older man would routinely put in front of him. From bypassing increasingly impossible positions to making open targets less so, and everything in between, William proved that he would make a fine engineer should the time come. Of course, like most members of the Jacobson family, he would volunteer with the Inertian Army as soon as he was old enough to do so, continuing the legacy of Jacobsons within the Army.

Coupled with aptitude scores and some quiet words from his Uncle, William was admitted into advanced training as an Engineer after basic training was accomplished, where he would excel at operating in the field and providing on the spot workarounds and emergency repairs instead of being a reserve element preparing longer term positions. So he would find himself initially deployed against the Isari Empire and their guerrilla combat tactics where holding long term positions would only be wasted time against such fluid opposing forces. His short term craftsmanship in preparing sudden positions against attacks with little warning would create several decisive victories that helped solidify faltering portions of the front against the Isarian Army, although he would never receive any sort of credit or recognition for his activities. Instead he would find himself, over the next twenty or so years, rotating from front to front with little rest in between them, creating an increasingly scarred, hardened soldier that could afford himself less and less rest in fear of breaking otherwise.

Jacobson was finally slated for a break of sorts, being assigned to the same advanced school for training future Engineering Corp selectees when the sudden invasion by the Tellosian Army occured. Instead of a well deserved, and vitally needed rest, Staff Sergeant Jacobson was hand picked as a second in command of the emergency response forces moving to push off the Tellosian forces. While en route, word of the massive force moving in on the otherwise useless NO-36 post was discovered and the team he was part of was rerouted to reinforce and prepare the place, likely full of green lads and fuck up veterans that had nowhere else the Army could throw them off to wait out the rest of their term with the Army. It was about that point, almost within visual range of NO-36 that his transport was shot out from underneath him and killed everyone on board. Except for Staff Sergeant Jacobson, who would be forced to grab as much as he could carry outside his own supplies and march the rest of the way to NO-36, and towards what was likely his last stand.

Other: William's father, a Captain in the logistics corp, has been puppeteering his son's constant deployments against hostile forces without rest, with the intent of either forging a war hero or breaking the man. Whichever came first.
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Lieutenant Mika Delouse

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Height: 5'9

Weight: 164 lb.

Age: 24

Gear:

Primary- M3 Abrams Carbine

Secondary


Knife- Serpent MK3

EHCS

(Combat officer model)

Personality: Mika Delouse is a nervous man, always has been. He had a speech impediment during his youth, most likely as a result of his early trauma. His grandfather worked with th boy to get past it and now he has virtually no stutter except in times of extreme stress or confusion. His anxiety issues are handled through medication, so unless he runs out of pills he is generally calm and concise, if a bit antsy. He has a certain pride to him, having to overcome his anxiety issues and nerves to become a proper officer and points to his proud family lineage as evidence to his skill as a leader. In truth he is an average, and sometimes below average officer, who is nervous about his men, his asignment and unsure of his abilities in real combat. The fact he is a greenhorn does not help this.

Bio: Born to civilian parents, the first few years of Mika's life was largely ordinary until right before his 5th birthday. A few days before the family was eating out at a fancier restuarant as a treat, and the quiet young boy was able to be taken to such places. It was their, that a terrorist attack took place. Isari terrorists bombed the restuarant along with quite a few other civilian and goverment institutions, killing thousands of people in the process. In the aftermath, Mika was found amongst the wreckage and bodies still leaving. He appeared to be shell shocked, desperately trying to get his father to get up... to respond to him. After a short time in the hospital for head injuries sustained from both shrapnel and the bombs shockwave, custody was given to his grandfather on his mothers side, a retired veteran of the Interum military, decorated for bravery in the face of certain death.

It wasn't long before the hard line military man learned two things about his grand son. First, he was intelligent, extremely so, and a quick thinker. He also discovered he was incredibly anxious, paranoid and had a serious speech impediment. He determined the boy could be an officer like he was, and wanted to get him to where he needed to be. He wroked hard with his Grandson Mika, drilling him, tutoring him and working night and day. Eventually he overcame his speech impediment, and became less anxious through therapy and medication. When he was old enough, he applied to officers school and was accepted.

He scored relatively high on most of his tests, but only just barely made certain requirements. For instance, he cleared the leadership under duress tests in just barely enough time to make it, and he worried quite a few of his superiors. A small group of them expressed their worry to their higher ups, and the officer core seriously considered failing him. His grandfathers impassioned pleas against such, him being a highly decorated officer and respected veteran, managed to keep his grandson in the core until graduation. As a sort of trade off, he was made the commanding officer of a small BGO guarding and important pass at the Tellosian border. This ensured he would remain an officer, but would not cause deaths in the field if he broke down under duress or was deprived of his medication.

Though now it looks like he is going to be battle tested, and his men are soon going to be depending on him to stay alive... a prospect causing him no small amount of anxiety.

Other: He has not revealed his condition with any of his men aside from required medical perssonnel. So, he attempts to remain on at least friendly terms with any and all medics who come through the post
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Name:Callum "Cal" Webley

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Height:5’ 11”

Weight:160 lbs

Age: 22

Gear:
  • Rifle: M3 Abrams
  • Sidearm: PDP Mark 2
  • Knife: Serpent
  • Ubergrenade x2


EHCS: The Archimedes Mark VII “Hound”


Personality:Callum is the very picture of a fresh-faced recruit. He’s unskilled and a bit of a coward. Some may call him an optimist. Most would call him naive. He expects the best of every situation and can be easily devastated when things go wrong. He trusts easily and forms bonds quickly.

Bio: Callum was born to soldier parents in a BGO on the border with Ganaria. EO-26 was a well equipped outpost, one that even had other children. When Ganaria attacked, his father was put in charge of evacuating the non-combatants. The attack was repelled, but Callum’s mother was killed. Callum’s father secured a transfer to the frontlines, where he became a decorated officer. When his father told him that he wanted Callum to join the army, he knew there would be no arguing. Due to a huge influx of recruits, Callum was kept in reserves for several years, seeing no action. He was transferred to NO-36 a year ago, where’s he served as a completely decent soldier.

Other: Callum has a sweet-tooth and is known for trying to bribe the quartermasters that deliver their monthly supplies to bring him soda.
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Corporal Columbine "Collie" Craster



Height: 5'6"
Weight: 127 lbs.
Age: 22 Years

Gear:
Primary: Short-range rifle with semi-auto, burst, and full auto modes.

Secondary: Standard Issue Archimedes PDP Mark II
Knife: Standard Issue Archimedes “Serpent” Combat Knife Mark III


EHCS:


Personality: Collie is best summed by saying she has a rough exterior but on the inside, she is soft and vulnerable. Circumstance and her present situation has demanded she grew tough and every since joining the military she has steeled herself to a lot of things. First impressions will feel like she is cold and maybe a bit harsh, preferring to maintain a professional doctor-patient relationship, but she is pretty quick to open up if she feels comfortable with someone as she yearns for real relationships with people. Secretly, she often gets lost in old romance novels.

For the most part, she can be counted upon to stitch someone up in an open fire fight and will not hesitate in tense situations, though her temperament under distress will cause her to be quite short and pushy with others. It is usually after battle, especially after losing a comrade under her watch, that she bears her burden but only behind closed doors. She is afraid of being 'discounted' or an outsider due to her being a female and will do her very best to appear tough and 'one of the guys'.

Bio: Collie's father was a military man, but her mother was just a house wife. Together, they bore four children: three boys and the youngest, one girl. As the boys grew up, they all aspired and took after their father while the girl, Collie ended up taking after her mother, despite the abundance of men in the house. Collie's father was a "desk" officer at this point and they ended up transferring from base to base with even a few occasions of leaving one base while under fire, but such is the life in Interum. So for the most part, the Craster's were pretty normal all things considered...

As the boys grew older, they all eagerly shipped off for the military at eighteen. Tragically, the two oldest brothers ended up dying while during separate tours of battle. Collie's slightly older brother, Mark, is still living and surprisingly, still serving in the military as a gunnery chief for an armored battalion. When Collie turned eighteen, she did not eagerly ship off for the military and instead pursued academics, heading off to college to study medicine. Her ambition was to be a family physician but right as she just getting started in her studies, she got drafted in the Interum military, but such is the life in Interum...

The only courtesy Collie got was the military at least recognize her desire for medicine and since they needed combat medics, they plugged her into the basic for that discipline. She came out of basic and was immediately thrown into combat. The first year was hell and the softer Collie, who took after her mother, could barely stomach it all. She managed, though, probably thanks to something on her father's side.

Fast forward about a year and half and Collie is pretty comfortable right now. She might hate it, sure, but she knows what to expect. Well, it was around this time that she was transferred to a unit that had a CO, who Collie could describe as "The Biggest Dickhead the nation of Interum had ever seen". Under this CO, Collie felt mistrusted, abused, threatened, and so on. Whatever went wrong was on her, it seemed. She hated that man and begged to be transferred out, but was always denied. Well, during a tour under this CO, said CO ended up wounded with what a few eyewitnesses claimed as a pretty light non-fatal type of hit. Collie ran over to treat the man and she claimed, that he continued his spiteful talk, even smacked her for an accidental poke. Eyewitnesses claim not to have seen it, but it happened and Collie claimed it added a lot of unnecessary stress. The CO ended up dying from that seemingly light wound and Collie was left with her hands red.

There was a whole process of court-martials and hearings and so on. Did Collie mean to kill the CO, who surprisingly was on everyone else's good side, or did she just end up messing up under duress? The court never ended up deciding but they still had to do something so they shipped Collie off to the Interum-Tellosia border to shove the problem 'under the rug' so to speak.

Other: If Collie likes you, she'll let you in on her 'medical reserves' stash. She has chewing tobacco, candy, and even alcohol that she would kindly 'lose' for you.
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Private First Class (Demolitions/Heavy Weapons Expert) Esther Rose



Height:

5’8 3/4th"

Weight:

125 Pounds

Age:

23

Gear:







EHCS:




Personality:

The loner disposition suits Private First Class Esther Rose fashionably well. She loves the shadows and seems to mimic their silence quite justifiably (perhaps a survival instinct). Her voice is small and her opinions in social situations find her riding the fence more than often as she has the ability to see the dying grass on both sides. She is an innocent cynic with a twisted sense of humor, but in her line of work, it’s difficult not to be friends with the darkness. Such are the reasons she prefers to keep a wall between her teammates and her. However, having a collectivist heart, she is willing to self-sacrifice anything for her teammates, including death, and on the field, her duties clearly and always come before her disposition.

Biography:

Esther Rose was born in a prosperous city of the peaceful Evoria. Her father was a beneficial and influential priest to the unfortunately dying parish, Saint George Orthodox Church. Her mother was a traditional woman who spent majority of her time taking care of Esther and the household. Due to complications at birth, Esther’s mother was unable to bear any further children. Esther was craftily homeschooled through childhood—as her father abhorred the public systems of teaching and anything considered private was much too pricey for the family. Considering the conditions of the parish, Esther’s family was not monetarily wealthy. Of course, due to theological ideology and philosophical studies, the Rose family never thought of themselves as poor (especially, having the luxury of dwelling in such a well-to-do city). In fact, Esther used the most unique objects to build masterpieces and fulfill her desire to have things and such. There was always quick fix for anything they were lacking, given the right creativity, except of course, for food. As much as her father wanted a son (especially, to have serve behind the altar with him), he was thankful to the Godhead that his daughter did not need to consume as much food as a son would have. In return for his thankfulness, his family was thankful he would never be drafted into the war due to his title as a priest.

It was because of her father being a priest that Esther was raised so strictly in the Church. She was taught not to want and that she lacked nothing. She was taught to be content with what she had and to make the most of it. This was a fairly easy concept for her to grasp due to her family’s position in society. For the most part, Esther was content except for one thing. She was rather envious of the boys and men who could go behind the altar during Church services. There was always something ominous about the male gender she could not shake from her mind. This mindset became more than just a toying emotion but eventually an obsession. In more than one way, she resented the traditional female role and looked for an escape from becoming her mother; and being the bright and innovative girl, her mother and father raised her to be, she looked beyond the borders of her country and into the country of Interum.

At the age of eighteen, Esther left her family without word and moved to Interum. With her hands finally free to do as she pleased, she enlisted in the Interum Military. Not being a native to Interum, Esther worked her hardest to prove she could be part of their military. For her, there was no going home. Showing that she had quick hands and a highly resourceful mind in learning new technology, she was quickly shoved into the Demolitions/Heavy Weapons Division, and because of her introverted demeanor and rookie-skills, she was a perfect candidate for the BGO NO-36. She gratefully took the position, determined to prove her worth.

Other:

Esther keeps a black, wool prayer rope on her at all times.


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2nd Lieutenant Yvette Slade






"I don't do this for the gore, the gain, or the glory. I do this because there are prices to pay for people I love. And those I love are arms and shoulders right besides me in the gripping heat of battle. I do this for my brothers and sisters. We march together. We fall together."






Name
Yvette Slade


Gender
Female


Age
21

For a 2nd Lieutenant, she's pretty young in physical years, yet with the type of state of mind she has, bringing the type of maturity and discipline she needs. Time is all but a number to her, because what matters to Yvette is skill, experience, and passion. Being doubted because of age is one way to get under Yvette's skin. But she's proud of the progress she has made, humble to be an inspiration to young recruits.


Gender
Female


Height
5'2

Yvette is considered below average height for her age, thus making her quite short. Yet, she strives to diminish the importance of height within the battlefield. Does being short bring along insecurity? Not even a little bit. In fact, Yvette uses what other may consider a disadvantage in her favor by her will to better dodge in close combat, proving those who doubted her wrong.


Weight
115 lbs.

Yvette is considered thin by her stature, and though she is comprised of a health amount of muscle, she is still very skinny. However with this too, she intends to make the odds in her favor by understanding the heavy weight of an EFCS. But that is when she is equipped with armor, which is more times than without it. However, in such circumstances where she is out of her EFCS, she must rely on speed rather than the strength she has little of compared to enemies much heavier than her.


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EHCS



Personality

If there's one thing to know about Yvette so far, she breaks standards. Age, height, weight, let those physical things be below average because it deems itself irrelevant when it comes to the individual she's grown to be. Yvette did not become 2nd Lieutenant for gain, glory, or even family traditions. She's a soldier because it is her addiction. But its the addiction that births talent, and through talent comes the type of passion Yvette needs to act as her fuel to sustain her journey and bring her to the destiny she was met to uphold. So, yes, she takes the job very serious, with formalities being very necessary, for most of the time. Because it is the title of 2nd Lieutenant that defines her very next days as she stands responsibility for each life she commands under her superior.

Yvette does not love the military because she loves death, war, or the rush of blood thirsty temptations to seek vengeance beyond justice. She treasures the camaraderie, the sake she can have a family she is willing to die for. And though she is blunt, harsh, and sometimes the perfect drill sergeant, Yvette does not hide a single feeling, neither will she ever be described with the word cold. Her emotions are infectious, and usually guiding the atmosphere of those surrounding her. At the end of the day, Yvette may say cruel words, but its out of protection or to snap a soldier back in his or hers right mind, especially if they cower or lose themselves in anxiety. Though, Yvette does enjoy blowing steam off and partying within reason, she's a lively woman, everyone knows it. And it is because of her emotions and the words that come with them, that she owes her success to. If you have something to get off of your chest, Yvette's the one to see, unless you're a deserter. Yvette hates deserters.

As to where she is for her morality. Well, Yvette is the one to make hard decisions, and her judgment is based on what is best for the group, however even more than that, what is best for the military. Yet, she remembers she is the second-in-command, the leader has the first say so. Well, she ever back down on her superior, only in extreme cases and not in the way of a traitor.


Bio:
Before the military, Yvette was a criminal. It was in her juvenile years, a rebellious teen confused and deluded enough to find comfort in the injustice and selfish among things. But she did not have anyone in her life to be inspired by. It was herself making wrong decisions at the time. Her father was imprisoned for desertion and her mother was married to a prisoner, just because of that being true, she suffocated Yvette in strict regulations and rules so her daughter would never end up there. This eventually caused Yvette to runaway and accompany kids her age that posed as vandals. Yvette and the group recklessly spattered graffiti here and there, sabotaging the property of police officers and authorities, believing they could be some kind of anarchists group by defeating the oppressive superiors, as if anarchy could be freedom. The more they vandalized, the more destructive they became, like their appetite grew stronger with each act. They were finally arrested after the teens turned to pyromania. After so, Yvette served time in juvenile detention, but soon a rising program to take delinquent juveniles and raise them up to be disciplined soldiers became an option for Yvette.

She took it, figured there is more to life than sitting in room and thinking hard and long about the wrong choices she made. And she also wanted to make her mother proud, finally understanding though the woman was unbearable at times, she was trying to protect her daughter from a path she would regret. But she was hesitant, her father was a coward, he ran, the military reminded Yvette of that. Yet, she had chance to prove herself different.Once enlisted into the program, Yvette felt as if she finally discovered her purpose in life, and she was not going to let anything get in her way from pursuing it. Though Yvette had an earlier stab at climbing up the ranks, her passion far exceeded any head start.

Yvette was promoted to 2nd Lieutenant when rogue forces ambushed Yvette's unit, taking them prisoner. It was unknown who they were, but there was one thing of no mysterious, they hated her people. Taken captive, they lined the troops up on their knees and the squad leader was presented in the front of them with a gun to his head. But the terrorists were not going to shoot him, one of them had to. And if they didn't, all of them die.

But it was her who could not see the squad die for one person, surely even their leader could agree on such decision. She gripped the weapon given, yet shooting her superior was not on agenda. Yvette grappled the leading terrorist in a choke hold with the gun to his head, swiftly tossing a knife she snapped off of the enemy to her leader so he cut the ties from his hands. Yvette use the man as a shield as she precisely pounded bullets to create death blows. By the end of it, there were a few survivors, but who knows where they could be if she complied with the enemy.

It was a risky move, she could of gotten all of them slaughter easily. But without that movement, they very well could have been anyways. She became known as a hero. After the promotion, she was transferred to NO-36, where she now starts a new chapter in her life.




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PFC Kane O'Connor



5' 10"

167 lbs

24 years old

Gear
Primary

- The Hyperion model Gauss rifle is a magnetically powered rail gun, capable of launching its rounds through light or medium armour from as far as a mile away. Single shot, semi-automatic. Scope has integrated vision modes, capable of switching between normal, night vision and infra red.

Secondary

- The M23 machine pistol is a simple, compact machine pistol. Twenty round magazine, integrated silencer.

Melee

- Seated within the right bracer of his EHCS is a single blade, nanoweave. Able to cut through most light armour and flesh.

EHCS: Nemesis Class Scout Armour
The Nemesis is a take on a lighter form of the original EHCS frame. Intended for recon and scout units, the frame comes with lightweight armour, flexible and durable. The frame's helmet contains a varied amount of vision modes including infra-red, magnetic, low light and magnifications of up to 4x. Each individual lens is keyed into a central HUD system that displays information directly into the user's pupils.


Personality: Chipper and headstrong, O'Connor is more or less the smartass of the squad. If he isn't providing tactical coverage with his rifle, he's busy chatting up a storm and annoying everyone's ears off. He likes to make himself known, and isn't above noisy, loud partying or making really really bad jokes to try and lighten a serious situation.

Bio: Being the second youngest in the squad isn't lost on O'Connor. His experience in the Interum army was, safe to say, merciless, and being one of the top graduates from scout school has given him a little chip on his shoulder.

Before he enlisted, he was a runner. An athlete. Training hard for his high school's track team to maybe, just maybe, run a gold medal to bring up his ailing study scores. His stamina was amongst the best the school had to offer, though his speed was sadly lacking. He made up for it by training every day, keeping himself cheerful by listening to music or cracking jokes to his fellow athletes.

Then when his two best friends decided to enlist upon graduating, where else could he go? O'Connor followed right in their footsteps, and proved himself physically to be a pretty good navigator and marksman. After his basic training was through, he was selected to undergo specialist training as a scout and reconnaissance trooper. Obviously he did well in the physical department, but the mental stress slowly made him crack. The task of having to not only plan out a route but navigate it back and forth for one lone patrol, then sit there for roughly ten hours on watch while a friendly squad moved through wasn't something he could handle. Eventually he went AWOL, and was only found a week later, drunk off of cheap booze and spouting nasties to whoever got within range.

That was how he ended up at RO-36. A scout nobody wanted, with training that was woefully inadequate for the region. His verdict? Hopefully he'd annoy everyone here so much that he'd end up being sent home. The military life wasn't what he'd expected it to be.

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