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I'll hopefully post tonight after work, if not, tomorrow some time.
So we're going to be receiving mission critical information via PMs right? If so I think I'm going to hold off on posting until I get that info.
"You gonna sit in the co-pilot's seat all day or are you gonna get some damn lunch ya moron? Clock's tickin'," came Dizzy's voice from outside the vulture, along with the dull thud of a helmet on the aircraft. Henry reached back and unhooked himself from the onboard computers, the wire breaking free and whirring back inside the seat. Henry coughed slightly at the sudden disconnect from the machine. For some reason disconnecting from "the aether" caused him to lose his breath. Henry forced himself out of the seat and onto the ground, disconnecting his helmet and leaving it on the seat. As he exited the vulture, he let out a chuckle before saying with the thickest, fakest scottish accent he could muster, all through a smile,
"Which clock? Your biological one?" Henry chuckled at his own joke. Dropping the fake accent he said, "Yea, lunch sounds great. Although I'm thinking I'd like a buffallo chicken caesar wrap." His own accent seemed to be a mix of the western seaboard of the US, with a slightly stronger hint of a washington accent. The second his feet hit the ground he was bombarded with a series of scans and questions. Henry droned them off as he usually does, thinking mostly of his old 1970 Dodge Charger that he was fixing up in what little free time he had. His stomach growled, and his thoughts quickly changed back to that wrap. Henry was a few steps behind Dizzy, and took a quick glance at her ass before looking away and giving a sly wink at one of the deck crew. "Oh by the way, take a quick look at the aft starboard thruster, has a bit of a hickup, less efficient than the others. Probably just an exposed wire." Henry remarked before walking off towards the mess hall.
"Which clock? Your biological one?" Henry chuckled at his own joke. Dropping the fake accent he said, "Yea, lunch sounds great. Although I'm thinking I'd like a buffallo chicken caesar wrap." His own accent seemed to be a mix of the western seaboard of the US, with a slightly stronger hint of a washington accent. The second his feet hit the ground he was bombarded with a series of scans and questions. Henry droned them off as he usually does, thinking mostly of his old 1970 Dodge Charger that he was fixing up in what little free time he had. His stomach growled, and his thoughts quickly changed back to that wrap. Henry was a few steps behind Dizzy, and took a quick glance at her ass before looking away and giving a sly wink at one of the deck crew. "Oh by the way, take a quick look at the aft starboard thruster, has a bit of a hickup, less efficient than the others. Probably just an exposed wire." Henry remarked before walking off towards the mess hall.
Absolute shit day today. Will post first thing in the morning. Don't want to talk about it.
Yes it is, thank you. Fixed it.
And as for controlling air support with his implants while on the ground, controlling anything combat related would probably too complicated to do from the ground, but interfacing and getting a quick video of what a UAV someone else is controlling is not outside the realm of possibility, provided he had something to link to that would route him into the UAVs cameras.
And as for controlling air support with his implants while on the ground, controlling anything combat related would probably too complicated to do from the ground, but interfacing and getting a quick video of what a UAV someone else is controlling is not outside the realm of possibility, provided he had something to link to that would route him into the UAVs cameras.
Birth Name: Henry Colt
Assigned Name: Johnathan Richards
Age: 29
Attached Photo:
Henry stands 5'11" 190 lbs after implants. Without implants he'd weigh about 170 lbs. He has a tattoo on his back of a red-lining gauge.
Psychological Profile: Henry is a daredevil. He's always pushing the limits (and often the buttons of others.) He knows he's the best damn pilot in the world, and wants others to know it as well. He goes through cars faster than he goes through shoes due to his tendency to push his cars past the red line. Genuinely a good guy, he tends to give people the benefit of the doubt. While he is very intelligent, he is often inconsiderate of others, so much so that his navigators usually pass out under the stress of his maneuvers. As such he is usually alone in the skies. If he is not in the sky he is usually under the hood of an old musclecar, trying to get those few extra horses out of it.
Medical History: A series of G force related injuries forced a variety of implants that aid his survival in deadly G force situations.
Technical Proficiency: Piloting, tech support and air drops. An expert in just about every flying vehicle in the world, in fact, Henry has the uncanny ability to stay conscious and focused in lethal G forces. As such, Henry has been involved as a test-pilot in numerous USAF and NASA top secret vehicles. To assist Henry in piloting these next generation vehicles he has had a series of neuro-implants that very nearly make him one with the vehicle. With the implants in the back of his head he can access vehicle cameras, missile banks, and every other system without actually physically inputting any commands. Henry has also had a series of cybernetic implants that more or less sure-up his body. Microfibers in his diaphragm help him to keep breathing in G forces that make him weigh thousands of pounds. Reinforced slings keep his organs in place during these deadly maneuvers. Ligaments and tendons are reinforced with high strength carbon nanotubes. Under his top layer of skin there is a mesh layer of nanotubing that under normal stress conditions has no effect on his skin, but when stress is applied the mesh reinforces to a nearly steel-hard inner layer. (Think of it almost like the part of Terminator 2 where Sarah Conner is pulling the 9mm slugs out of the Terminator's back. Anything larger than 9mm will penetrate the layer, it's mostly meant to prevent his skin from shredding while piloting.) With his implants he can link with just about any computer system in the world, diagnosing and repairing systems, providing intel from street cameras and any other linked system. Henry was trained in high risk air drops for a mission he was to undertake to steal intel from a military facility in North Korea. Too deep in North Korean territory for a secret land-incursion, and the facility was too heavily fortified with anti-air to drop troops in from a helicopter, or even a halo dive without losing troops, they decided to drop Henry in an... unconventional manner. They sent him up in a high speed spy plane, with the intent on having it shot out of the sky. He would eject from the aircraft and get into the base, steal the intel and get out before anyone knew he had survived the crash. That was the first aircraft he'd lost, despite the mission going exactly as according to plan
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History With the PCMC: Henry joined about 2 years ago, where he promptly shot down a scout UFO. After shooting down the UFO he managed to interface with the ship's onboard computer systems. Although he couldn't make heads or tails of the system, he did manage to download most of the databanks. As far as he knows it's still being interpreted. The rest of his career in the PCMC is fairly unremarkable, having been more of a support capacity, dropping troops off, providing air support, and working in tech when he's not in the air.
Prior History: By all rights Henry should have an extensive criminal record - grand theft auto, evading the police, speeding, etc. However, he has never been caught, he has simply outrun the police in whatever supercar he had stolen that day. Henry went to school for his BS in computer sciences as a naval ROTC. Immediately upon exit he showed an aptitude for piloting, and joined the top gun academy (where most of his money went into fines for quoting the movie.). Henry graduated top of his class and worked as a harrier pilot on a carrier for two years. The navy recognized his capabilities and he was pulled from carrier duty to be a test-pilot for new aircraft. In these new craft Henry pulled inhuman G forces, prompting the necessity for cybernetic implants to keep him alive in these situations. During his second set of four years of service he was subcontracted into the PCMC.
let me know if I screwed something up.
Assigned Name: Johnathan Richards
Age: 29
Attached Photo:
Henry stands 5'11" 190 lbs after implants. Without implants he'd weigh about 170 lbs. He has a tattoo on his back of a red-lining gauge.
Psychological Profile: Henry is a daredevil. He's always pushing the limits (and often the buttons of others.) He knows he's the best damn pilot in the world, and wants others to know it as well. He goes through cars faster than he goes through shoes due to his tendency to push his cars past the red line. Genuinely a good guy, he tends to give people the benefit of the doubt. While he is very intelligent, he is often inconsiderate of others, so much so that his navigators usually pass out under the stress of his maneuvers. As such he is usually alone in the skies. If he is not in the sky he is usually under the hood of an old musclecar, trying to get those few extra horses out of it.
Medical History: A series of G force related injuries forced a variety of implants that aid his survival in deadly G force situations.
Technical Proficiency: Piloting, tech support and air drops. An expert in just about every flying vehicle in the world, in fact, Henry has the uncanny ability to stay conscious and focused in lethal G forces. As such, Henry has been involved as a test-pilot in numerous USAF and NASA top secret vehicles. To assist Henry in piloting these next generation vehicles he has had a series of neuro-implants that very nearly make him one with the vehicle. With the implants in the back of his head he can access vehicle cameras, missile banks, and every other system without actually physically inputting any commands. Henry has also had a series of cybernetic implants that more or less sure-up his body. Microfibers in his diaphragm help him to keep breathing in G forces that make him weigh thousands of pounds. Reinforced slings keep his organs in place during these deadly maneuvers. Ligaments and tendons are reinforced with high strength carbon nanotubes. Under his top layer of skin there is a mesh layer of nanotubing that under normal stress conditions has no effect on his skin, but when stress is applied the mesh reinforces to a nearly steel-hard inner layer. (Think of it almost like the part of Terminator 2 where Sarah Conner is pulling the 9mm slugs out of the Terminator's back. Anything larger than 9mm will penetrate the layer, it's mostly meant to prevent his skin from shredding while piloting.) With his implants he can link with just about any computer system in the world, diagnosing and repairing systems, providing intel from street cameras and any other linked system. Henry was trained in high risk air drops for a mission he was to undertake to steal intel from a military facility in North Korea. Too deep in North Korean territory for a secret land-incursion, and the facility was too heavily fortified with anti-air to drop troops in from a helicopter, or even a halo dive without losing troops, they decided to drop Henry in an... unconventional manner. They sent him up in a high speed spy plane, with the intent on having it shot out of the sky. He would eject from the aircraft and get into the base, steal the intel and get out before anyone knew he had survived the crash. That was the first aircraft he'd lost, despite the mission going exactly as according to plan
.
History With the PCMC: Henry joined about 2 years ago, where he promptly shot down a scout UFO. After shooting down the UFO he managed to interface with the ship's onboard computer systems. Although he couldn't make heads or tails of the system, he did manage to download most of the databanks. As far as he knows it's still being interpreted. The rest of his career in the PCMC is fairly unremarkable, having been more of a support capacity, dropping troops off, providing air support, and working in tech when he's not in the air.
Prior History: By all rights Henry should have an extensive criminal record - grand theft auto, evading the police, speeding, etc. However, he has never been caught, he has simply outrun the police in whatever supercar he had stolen that day. Henry went to school for his BS in computer sciences as a naval ROTC. Immediately upon exit he showed an aptitude for piloting, and joined the top gun academy (where most of his money went into fines for quoting the movie.). Henry graduated top of his class and worked as a harrier pilot on a carrier for two years. The navy recognized his capabilities and he was pulled from carrier duty to be a test-pilot for new aircraft. In these new craft Henry pulled inhuman G forces, prompting the necessity for cybernetic implants to keep him alive in these situations. During his second set of four years of service he was subcontracted into the PCMC.
let me know if I screwed something up.
If I wanted to create an ace pilot, how would that fit into this role-play? Any chance of hyper-advance harrier style jets coming in, or anything of that sort?
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