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Name:
Cassandra Voll
Age:
15
Gender:
Female
Apperance

the only difference between her and the picture is bother her eyes are blue.

Nationality:
American

Favourite Gundam Series:
She doesn't really have one. Cassandra has little interest in the Anime or related Manga, but likes the mecha almost exclusively. That said, She is prone to spending hours online just looking up different Mobile Suits and just reading about them. So while she couldn't tell you who piloted what, because, she doesn't care, she could rattle off what is a equiped with what, what the alturnate equipment is, and it's varyiants with out much thought.
How ever if asked about what MS she likes, she'd answer with. "The ones with personality in their design on the whole."

Personality:
Cassandra is very much her mothers daughter, carrying much of her mothers temperment, and mannerisms. She does tend to be a less out spoken and 'proud' then Alexis, but she also has done anything she'd be 'proud of'.

History:
Cassandra is the duaghter of the now retired Gunpla Champion, Alexis Voll. Cassandra grew up in the same town as Alexis, who, by that time had bought a local hobby shop and was running it to keep busy and thanks to her fame and earnings, also had a small battle system she used to teach those interested in building and battling.
Cassandra doesn't really take part in these classes, cause she doesn't really need to due to the teacher being her mom. As a result she's a pretty good build and slightly above average fighter. She could be better if she applied her self, as her mom likes to tell her, but she never felt a need to, not due to arrogance, but due to not feeling like she needed to prove anything to anyone.
Alexis, was pretty much content to let her do as she pleased, after all. No one forced her to fight in touraments. She did it because she wanted to and she enjoyed it. Where as Cassandra just liked building and battling mostly due to it being something she and her mother did together.
Untill she met her father. Alexis and Simon, Cassandra's biological father, haven't been on freindly terms since he dumped her after she told him she was pregnant, and since then she has been given no reason to change her mind about him. Cassandra met her father two years, and while till then she'd been taking her mothers opinion of him with a grain of salt, actually meeting him, made her despise him. Not to the degree Alexis does, but between bad mouthing Alexis and her success in the Gunpla battle scene, the hobby shop she now runs, and Cassandra for even taking an interest in Gunpla, calling it several times, 'a complete waste of life fit for people with no future.' Alexis knocked out a couple of his teeth when he turned on Cassandra.
Cassandra, on the other hand foused her rage into her building at battling skills, though, much like her mother, Cassandra has issues with 'imagination' in her builds, and just like Alexis, Cassandra has decided to try and get into the Nielson Labs to learn from the best.

Gunpla Info
Crossbone X-1 Full Cloth


Weapons:

Fixed;
2 x Beam Saber
2 x Beam Shield/Brand Marker
2 x Heat Dagger
2 x Mega Machine Cannon
2 x Scissor Anchor
2 x Skull Head Unit
2 x Vulcan Gun
-2 x I-field Generator

Handheld;
Murasame Blaster
Peacock Smasher

Optional Armaments;
Handheld
Beam Zanber
Buster Gun
-Zanbuster
With the ships pressurized, Sarah opened the hatch and hopped out and ... floated, flailing, a bit into a wall. "I hate space already ..." she grumbled as she worked her way to the catwalk, then just clinging to the railing for a second while she tried getting her feet under her and not fly off again. "No I haven't heard of OZ, or Gjallahorn, or Peacecraft." she said once she 'had her legs under her'.

"Anyway, gravity? can we go some where with gravity? I'd like some gravity" She added, sounding kinda miserable being in low G.
"I see your having the same great day I am..." Sarah replied, floating in toward the ship, and this new, strange, and from the look of things, rather heavily armed. "Sarah Bradford". She floated there a moment, the thought this could be some kinda trap settling at the front of her thoughts, but at the same time, she didn't have any other options.

She maneuvered her Gundam around to the hanger, found a bay she liked and parked her Gundam there, then waited. She didn't have a space suit on, just the Fight Suit, since until about 10 or so minutes ago, so far as she knew anyway, she was planet side.
Sarah cursed under her breath as more of these strange MS kept coming, forcing her to go from fighting in Normal Mode, and finishing each with a few well placed strikes, throws, or use of an improvised weapon, to using Super Mode, and punching a hole in the shield and generally finishing each on off in one or two hits.

But she was no pro fighter, she lacked the training to even be considered that, and they just kept coming no matter how many she took out. This was a fight she could not win, or so it seemed. Then He showed up, in all his glory. Domon, in the Burning Gundam arrived, and wiped out a small group of the enemy MS with a single kick, announcing his presence and starting to go to work on these weird, but relentless Mobile Suits, Doing with Burning Gundams Normal Mode what she could barely do with Shining's Super Mode.

Seeing The King of Hearts in action, and in person was awe inspiring, and gave Sarah a second wind to make, what she hoped would be a final push to eliminate them. After a minute or two of Sarah and Domon tearing through the enemy, they started acting strangely, the large, square camera that made up almost all of the head started blinking on a few at first, then more, until all of them where blinking, stopping their attack once they 'had surrounded' the two of them, forcing them back to back. The situation took all of Sarah will to keep from 'fangirling out' at the fact she was fighting side by side with Domon (Fucking) Kasshu (Son).

A few started to glow, and Walk toward them, closing the circle. Domon made ready to renew his attack, but Sarah's 'gut' told her otherwise. What ever was going on with them, she couldn't let Domon get caught in it. So as the enemy MS started to glow a bit brighter, centering on the chest, she Grabbed Burning Gundam, and threw it out of the immediate circle, The Gundam barely clearing the first few before the group of the MS burst with a strange green light, the initial force of which pushed Domon further away.

Domon could only watch as the light took the shape of a dome, then vanished completely, only leaving behind the fried remains of the Strange Mobiles that cause the light, and the wreckage of the ones he and Sarah had totaled.

Sarah awoke to a dark cockpit, apparently what ever happened had knocked her out. But as she came around, so to did the Gundam. A quick system check showed everything was still in the green, what ever damage there was from the fight had been minimal. She thought it odd she was still in the Gundam though, surely if the Gundam was in this good of shape Domon would have ...

Her train of though was cut off, and subsequently destroyed down to the last atom when the visuals of 'outside' where displayed. 'Space? How in the holy fucking hell did I get into Outer Fucking Space?!?!' She thought, in shock at her new surroundings. It was also about then the Gundams sensors picked up a distress signal, or least she thought it was a distress signal, it wasn't on the normal channel for that, but seeing as she lacked any other options, and she needed to find some one sooner rather then later, she started to fly, some what awkwardly towards the signal in question.
Sarah sat in the passenger seat of a Flatbed Truck, one big enough to haul a Mobile Suit. The truck had left her family's owned and operated Savaging firm on the way to meet a client to finalize the sale of what was probably the greatest find they'd ever have.

Neo Japan's GF13-017NJ Shining Gundam. The Gundam once used by the current champion of the Gundam Fight, Domon Kasshu.

Domon it seems was interested in getting it back for nostalgic reasons, it seemed and had tracked them down to see about getting it back. Sarah's Father was more then happy to sell it back to Domon. After all they found it, and had been repairing it. Sarah didn't care, she'd gotten attached to the suit and wanted to keep it. But, every one, was quick to point out the had no use for a Gundam, and it was best it was sold off and she could hardly argue the point. So she sat, annoyed, along with her father, and James, the driver and Michel, who was keeping an eye on the surroundings, on the way to make the sale final. Her job was simple, if something attacked, she'd hop in the Gundam and deal with it as well as what ever minor piloting that'd be needed at the drop off point.

"Might wanna get 'dressed' Sarah, we got uninvited guests" Michel said over the radio. Sarah smirked and made her way from the cab to the bed of the Truck and into the Gundam proper while the truck it self picked up speed. "It those idiots from Black Web again." "Negative, it looks like those suits we heard about on the news, the ones that have been attacking fighters lately." "Must be here for Domon then, well, it's poor form for the client to be in danger." Sarah said with a grin to her tone as the Gundam came to life, and rose to it's feet as the truck bed tilted and one short hop later the Shining Gundam was off the Truck and moving to intercept the strange Mobile Suits.

Sarah came to a skidding stop in-front of the first one, transferring all her forward momentum into a punch, the force of which tore the strange Mobile Suit to shreds. That seemed to have gotten the attention of the rest and the ones that marched past her turned to confront her. It was a pretty sad display on the part of the attacking MS, Sarah tore through the first few with little effort, even 'showing off' a little by ripping the disk like shield off one and throwing it at another and burying the shield in the torso of the MS.

Name: Sarah Brandford

Age: 20

Sex: Female

Type: Normal Human/Unawakened Newtype

Century of origin: Future Century (G-Gundam)

Appearance: Standing at an even 6 foot, with green eyes, blonde, shoulder length hair. Reasonably good looking and built like an athlete. She dresses in a 'tomboy' manner, due to her being pretty active, ether outdoors or in some other pursuit where a dress or any other feminine clothing would only be a hindrance.

Personality: Sarah is a tomboy. She likes to be out outdoors, or in a scrap or just generally doing something, and since she took up martial arts, training as well. She's pretty mellow most the time, and generally difficult to anger, but can easily get tunnel vision when fighting some one equal or better then her, however her naturally calm state mean she has easy access to Shining Gundam's Super mode.

Suit: GF13-017NJ Shining Gundam


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History: Sarah was born on Earth in Neo America, to a family of decently well off, by Earth standards salvagers. Her family moved around a lot so she didn't have many friends out side the crew her family ran with. She was in her mid teens when her family made the greatest find they'd have, before, and even after.

The remains of Neo Japan's Shining Gundam.

There was a lot of debate as to what to do with the broken Gundam. It was discovered the Gundam it self was still largely functional and would be fairly easy to get back to 100% all things considered, and a fully functional Gundam would be easier to sell then a broken one that needed work. So it was decided to repair it then sell it off. By this time, Sarah was learning martial arts from one of the crew, a German man named Gregory so she severed as the test pilot to help iron out the system bugs while Gregory trained her.

While training/working out the kinks in the system, she grew to love the Gundam and tried to persuade them to keep it, but, as her father pointed out, there was no use for it, and it was worth more on the auction block then rusting in a hanger.

Fortunately for Sarah, the Fates had other plans....

Dante had very little time to react to the giant beast coming at 'her', and at first simple got out of way of the first attack this False God of an Orc made, only to be pushed back a bit from the air current of the swing.

'She' had little choice, with 'her' avoidance of the first attack 'she' confirmed it was locked onto 'her' and no one else and switched from her Phantasmal Weapon to her Artifact Weapon to get the full set bonus from her equipment, highlighted by the fact 'her' name once against read 'Chiziru of the Holy Mirror'. Now in her 'Tank' set up she immediately used Samurai's Challenge to hold the agro on her.

From there 'she' used Helm Splitter and Whirlwind Slash back to back, to further give it a reason to stay focused on her. But something felt off about it. The damage 'she' had done looked to be about normal for a much weaker enemy then this appeared to be, and the impact of her strikes lacked the kind of resistance 'she'd' come to expect from other fleshy targets.

Something was off with this Orc, even more so then the name and weapons would suggest.
While Light went after the catapult, Dante went after its crew. Mostly to keep them off Light while he worked the Catapult down.

Two Crossbow wielding Orks, little to be concerned about at close range. Dante quickly closed in, and drew their attention, one pulling out a short sword and coming at 'her' with that, while the other took a shot at 'her', which sailed right passed 'her' head as Dante started dismantling the other Orcs defenses and pushing it toward the one still using the crossbow, forcing it to also swap the Crossbow for another weapon, a small axe.

With both Orcs on 'her' and with the risk of any damage going to anyone other then her, Light was left with free reign to destroy the Catapult, while 'she' carved the crew up.
"Kill Stealer" 'she' snarked as 'she' shifted from a defensive combat style to an offensive one, now that 'she' only had one target to worry about no sense in playing it as safe.

One on One the Orc stood no chance, Dante, having been in battle for the battle part of the two weeks they'd been trapped in this new word had long since figured out that things like 'block and parry chance' aren't half as effective as just physically doing it your self. Stats and ability's still governed things like HP, whether or not you could dual wield and damage/healing output, but it was odd parts of the game weren't and were enforced.

The Orc had barely started to fall down dead when Dante turned 'her' attention from it to Light, to see if he needed help with the last of them.
"I'll get the ones at 12 and 3, get the one at our 6 then come help me." Dante said, as 'she' moved to intercept the incoming Ogres before the one she'd just finished killing hit the ground.

'2 axes, 1 spear, attack and speed buffs on the axes, effectively nothing on the spear' 'she' thought as 'she' let the close in a little closer just to get the status of the Ogres. With that knowledge in hand 'she' lead into the two axe wielders with Whirlwind Vacuum Slash before needing to parry the spear user before delivering a solid strike to the Ogre's gut.

A couple seconds later the Paralysis effect wore off and the two with the axes came at 'her',and 'she' started leading them, getting them to bunch up a bit. From there a few things would be noticeable. First; 'she' was doing damage to all three with every swing, second; despite the defensive buff, the spear user wasn't really taking any less damage then the two with the axes, and lastly; the Ogres where taking damage as Dante did.
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