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Appearance: Tall and slim, Gabriel is all whipcord muscle, the kind that conceals a great deal more strength than it reveals. He could be described as angular, and sharp, rather than handsome, but there is a warmth in his eyes that belies his harsh, gaunt exterior.
Name: Zain, Gabriel
Callsign: Chaplain
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Psychological Analysis: Most people would not place Gabriel in the military, let alone in a unit as ruthless and elite as the 101st. He’s too kind, too caring, and altogether too intelligent to have been serving in that unit for the last eight years. They would be right, perhaps. But the fact of the matter is that for all his caring nature, there is a driving determination at his heart that could cool stars.
His eyes betray a wisdom that belies his years, and his multitude of disciplines often see him acting as everything from medicae to confessor. He has turned down multiple opportunities for leadership, he is no commander, he knows that much, but his advice is often worth listening to, and he has the patience to listen to whatever rambling stories people want to get off their chest.
Military Background: Gabriel followed his father, and mother into medicine, at least at first. He graduated at the top of his class and several years ahead of schedule. At only twenty, he was one of the youngest doctors to ever leave the prestigious medical and mechanical schools of earth. But some strange obsession meant that he did not stop there. He soon bent his formidable mind to the military, but unlike some, chose not to attend the military academies, though with his record they would have undoubtedly welcomed him with open arms. All his life things had simply been laid out for him, and this time he was going to earn it.
The galaxy is never at peace, there is always conflict somewhere, and he served as a front line medic for eight years until somehow, in the faceless bureaucracy that is most of the military, he was noticed. In this time he had ascended to the rank of Sergeant, but steadfastly refused any advancement beyond that, unwilling to take the risk of leaving the front lines and the men who served there. He was offered a position in the 101st, and without hesitation took it, proving to be a valuable, and extremely effective operative, medical skills included.
Cybernetic/Biological Augmentations: Intern Mk3 – A matched pair of augmetic hands, these are the only prosthetics Gabriel has fitted, and were both voluntary at that. Each enables increased dexterity and steadiness of hand, and are capable of exhibiting or mounting a variety of surgical tools and implements.
Loadout: O-1 Mk IIc Special Operations Armour – the legs of the armour have been replaced with the same improvements more commonly found in PA-1 Scout Armour, offering some increase in speed at the cost of making the lower limbs more vulnerable.
ACS – Adaptive Combat System
Keller Mk3 – Triumvirate – A tri-barrelled, semi-automatic pistol made popular for its rapid rate of fire, but non-existent recoil, it is also the most accurate pistol on the market, either commercially or military. It possesses a magazine of twelve bullets of .357 calibre and makes up for what it lacks in stopping power with the ability to take the wings off a fly at fifty paces.
Barrier Stave
Electron Mace
Four Electron Grenades
Medkit – Contains Biogel, bandages, and pretty much everything else that can be realistically carried and applied in a battlefield situation.
I liked the depth hexaflexagon went into
Name: Zain, Gabriel
Callsign: Chaplain
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Psychological Analysis: Most people would not place Gabriel in the military, let alone in a unit as ruthless and elite as the 101st. He’s too kind, too caring, and altogether too intelligent to have been serving in that unit for the last eight years. They would be right, perhaps. But the fact of the matter is that for all his caring nature, there is a driving determination at his heart that could cool stars.
His eyes betray a wisdom that belies his years, and his multitude of disciplines often see him acting as everything from medicae to confessor. He has turned down multiple opportunities for leadership, he is no commander, he knows that much, but his advice is often worth listening to, and he has the patience to listen to whatever rambling stories people want to get off their chest.
Military Background: Gabriel followed his father, and mother into medicine, at least at first. He graduated at the top of his class and several years ahead of schedule. At only twenty, he was one of the youngest doctors to ever leave the prestigious medical and mechanical schools of earth. But some strange obsession meant that he did not stop there. He soon bent his formidable mind to the military, but unlike some, chose not to attend the military academies, though with his record they would have undoubtedly welcomed him with open arms. All his life things had simply been laid out for him, and this time he was going to earn it.
The galaxy is never at peace, there is always conflict somewhere, and he served as a front line medic for eight years until somehow, in the faceless bureaucracy that is most of the military, he was noticed. In this time he had ascended to the rank of Sergeant, but steadfastly refused any advancement beyond that, unwilling to take the risk of leaving the front lines and the men who served there. He was offered a position in the 101st, and without hesitation took it, proving to be a valuable, and extremely effective operative, medical skills included.
Cybernetic/Biological Augmentations: Intern Mk3 – A matched pair of augmetic hands, these are the only prosthetics Gabriel has fitted, and were both voluntary at that. Each enables increased dexterity and steadiness of hand, and are capable of exhibiting or mounting a variety of surgical tools and implements.
Loadout: O-1 Mk IIc Special Operations Armour – the legs of the armour have been replaced with the same improvements more commonly found in PA-1 Scout Armour, offering some increase in speed at the cost of making the lower limbs more vulnerable.
ACS – Adaptive Combat System
Keller Mk3 – Triumvirate – A tri-barrelled, semi-automatic pistol made popular for its rapid rate of fire, but non-existent recoil, it is also the most accurate pistol on the market, either commercially or military. It possesses a magazine of twelve bullets of .357 calibre and makes up for what it lacks in stopping power with the ability to take the wings off a fly at fifty paces.
Barrier Stave
Electron Mace
Four Electron Grenades
Medkit – Contains Biogel, bandages, and pretty much everything else that can be realistically carried and applied in a battlefield situation.
I liked the depth hexaflexagon went into
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He reminds me a little of Hiro
Shy? What is this shy of which you speak?
Rin said
I think she just wanted you to confirm that you understood that, really. Although since you clearly do there's really no problem anymore I guess. XD
It's pretty standard in RPs :L, but I guess I am new on here so it's fair enough to check, regardless, it's in the CS now.
Rin said
I like the power idea, by the way. It's a pretty original take on teleportation, really, and kind of neat..
Why thank you, I hope to have some fun with it, swapping people into the path of their own bullets etc. ;).
Where? You say that I need another players permission, but if that's the case why does it need to be in the CS? I mean I kinda thought it went without saying to be honest, most, if not all character interactions require permission from the other player
Are you adding my CS?
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Name: Alexander Tycho, Cardsharp
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Appearance: Can’t take your eyes off me, huh?
Alexander Tycho is built almost perfectly for his chosen profession, and that profession happens to be making money and causing havoc. He stands at exactly six feet tall, and his body is toned, lithe, and corded with muscle, while demonstrating a poise more commonly associated with gymnasts and dancers. He’s fairly good looking as well, and his attractive physique only adds to the image.
Personality: Who me?
Heroes and law enforcement may be used to the kind of insanity or perfectly sane reasoning that usually produces supervillains, but Tycho is different. He was of two minds, but they weren’t in conflict, they were in competition. No angel and demon on his shoulders, there is a demon on each, urging each other on. And still, he is always smiling, always acting cheerful and upbeat. He seems convinced, totally convinced that he has never done anything really wrong. He can stand there amid the slaughter, blood dripping from his hands and stolen cash in his pockets and declare with an expression of offended innocence, “what did I do?”
It’s usually believable right up until you look into those cheerful, smiling eyes and see, deep down, the demons looking back. ..
Skills: Everyone has a talent
Tycho does have hand to hand training, at least according to his criminal profile, but tends to blend all of the different techniques he knows into one, unpredictable blur of violence. He also has a certain talent for wielding a blade.
He keeps himself in shape, and indulges in regular balance and co-ordination themed exercise to keep himself at the top of his game.
He’s no great marksman, but he doesn’t really care where the bullets go, as long as they cause someone pain.
Abilities: Blink, and I’m gone…
Being a psychopathic killer is all well and good in this era of superheroes, but it tends not to get you very far, unless of course you have the ability to get out of their way with extreme speed. Though his ability is limited by vision, and, to some degree, mass. Tycho possesses the ability to swap the position of himself or others, including objects, of roughly the same mass. The only really limit to the range of this ability is how far he can see, so it can be augmented by such artificial aids as binoculars.
It has already been mentioned that the swapped objects or people should be of a similar mass, so he could not swap a car for himself, though most humans are close enough in mass to be possible, with only extreme differences in size offering a problem. He himself has used the ability enough to be somewhat used to it’s effects, but for those unprepared for it can find the whole experience disorientating to say the least.
(Can only be used on characters with the players permission)
Equipment: Mah personal effects
His suit, a black catsuit with scarlet chest and back panels, it’s tough, but even the little armour in the torso is thin, the absolute minimum needed, allowing him to maintain the agility and speed he finds necessary to survive. He usually wears a jacket on top of this, commonly leather and well worn.
A knife or three, as many as he can secret about his person really, he always has another knife somewhere.
Grenades, there is nothing so handy for causing a distraction as a hand grenade tossed carelessly into a crowd of civilians, even if it’s a nonlethal variant it tends to give most heroes chasing him pause to try and contain the damage.
Brief Backstory: A little history
Alexander was born in the deep south, Alabama to be precise, his father was a hard man, but fair, and he could not understand why young Alexander persisted in torturing cats, dogs, and pretty much whatever animal he could get his hands on no matter how many times he beat him. He even tried not beating him, but the young Tycho simply became more brazen in his crimes, apparently not understanding the fact that he was doing wrong.
Eventually it escalated, and he was found washing blood off his hands less than an hour after his neighbours daughter had refused his advances. He was arrested of course, and charged, before being sentenced to twenty-five years in a penitentiary in view of his previous crimes. He was only eighteen at the time.
Somehow he survived in the penitentiary, mainly through being a man so unpredictable you didn’t even look at him funny, let alone try and intimidate him. It was somewhere around this time that he discovered his ability, and that discovery was shortly followed by a prison riot and a mass breakout, though after the event Alexander Tycho, now twenty-five, was the only convict unaccounted for.
And so Alexander Tycho went on a crime spree across the west, moving gradually further north, taking jobs from criminal organisations where they were offered, or simply breaking banks in towns where they were not. Currently he has the deaths of fifty to his name, including one or two heroes that became a little too confident. His tendency to enjoy the collateral damage leads to him often being a high priority target for the IFJ when he is in town.
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Appearance: Can’t take your eyes off me, huh?
Alexander Tycho is built almost perfectly for his chosen profession, and that profession happens to be making money and causing havoc. He stands at exactly six feet tall, and his body is toned, lithe, and corded with muscle, while demonstrating a poise more commonly associated with gymnasts and dancers. He’s fairly good looking as well, and his attractive physique only adds to the image.
Personality: Who me?
Heroes and law enforcement may be used to the kind of insanity or perfectly sane reasoning that usually produces supervillains, but Tycho is different. He was of two minds, but they weren’t in conflict, they were in competition. No angel and demon on his shoulders, there is a demon on each, urging each other on. And still, he is always smiling, always acting cheerful and upbeat. He seems convinced, totally convinced that he has never done anything really wrong. He can stand there amid the slaughter, blood dripping from his hands and stolen cash in his pockets and declare with an expression of offended innocence, “what did I do?”
It’s usually believable right up until you look into those cheerful, smiling eyes and see, deep down, the demons looking back. ..
Skills: Everyone has a talent
Tycho does have hand to hand training, at least according to his criminal profile, but tends to blend all of the different techniques he knows into one, unpredictable blur of violence. He also has a certain talent for wielding a blade.
He keeps himself in shape, and indulges in regular balance and co-ordination themed exercise to keep himself at the top of his game.
He’s no great marksman, but he doesn’t really care where the bullets go, as long as they cause someone pain.
Abilities: Blink, and I’m gone…
Being a psychopathic killer is all well and good in this era of superheroes, but it tends not to get you very far, unless of course you have the ability to get out of their way with extreme speed. Though his ability is limited by vision, and, to some degree, mass. Tycho possesses the ability to swap the position of himself or others, including objects, of roughly the same mass. The only really limit to the range of this ability is how far he can see, so it can be augmented by such artificial aids as binoculars.
It has already been mentioned that the swapped objects or people should be of a similar mass, so he could not swap a car for himself, though most humans are close enough in mass to be possible, with only extreme differences in size offering a problem. He himself has used the ability enough to be somewhat used to it’s effects, but for those unprepared for it can find the whole experience disorientating to say the least.
(Can only be used on characters with the players permission)
Equipment: Mah personal effects
His suit, a black catsuit with scarlet chest and back panels, it’s tough, but even the little armour in the torso is thin, the absolute minimum needed, allowing him to maintain the agility and speed he finds necessary to survive. He usually wears a jacket on top of this, commonly leather and well worn.
A knife or three, as many as he can secret about his person really, he always has another knife somewhere.
Grenades, there is nothing so handy for causing a distraction as a hand grenade tossed carelessly into a crowd of civilians, even if it’s a nonlethal variant it tends to give most heroes chasing him pause to try and contain the damage.
Brief Backstory: A little history
Alexander was born in the deep south, Alabama to be precise, his father was a hard man, but fair, and he could not understand why young Alexander persisted in torturing cats, dogs, and pretty much whatever animal he could get his hands on no matter how many times he beat him. He even tried not beating him, but the young Tycho simply became more brazen in his crimes, apparently not understanding the fact that he was doing wrong.
Eventually it escalated, and he was found washing blood off his hands less than an hour after his neighbours daughter had refused his advances. He was arrested of course, and charged, before being sentenced to twenty-five years in a penitentiary in view of his previous crimes. He was only eighteen at the time.
Somehow he survived in the penitentiary, mainly through being a man so unpredictable you didn’t even look at him funny, let alone try and intimidate him. It was somewhere around this time that he discovered his ability, and that discovery was shortly followed by a prison riot and a mass breakout, though after the event Alexander Tycho, now twenty-five, was the only convict unaccounted for.
And so Alexander Tycho went on a crime spree across the west, moving gradually further north, taking jobs from criminal organisations where they were offered, or simply breaking banks in towns where they were not. Currently he has the deaths of fifty to his name, including one or two heroes that became a little too confident. His tendency to enjoy the collateral damage leads to him often being a high priority target for the IFJ when he is in town.
I would have contacted Kate myself were it not for the way she was presented making it apparent that it was nigh impossible to do so, certainly for an unstable, out of work bomb disposal expert. Maybe she leaves them to it and then contacts Anonymous and Jack afterwards? Jack just follows the money, so whatever Kate wants to do, Jack will do it if it involves enough cash changing hands, and she is certainly a versatile ally, even if only as an extremely loud and resilient diversion out front while Kate sneaks in the back.
I mean ultimately it's up to you, but I appreciate I may have put you in a difficult position, just nothing seemed to be happening, so I made something happen :?.
Sorry :(
I mean ultimately it's up to you, but I appreciate I may have put you in a difficult position, just nothing seemed to be happening, so I made something happen :?.
Sorry :(
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That's fine, I have other ideas, just thought this one would be fun to try out, at the end of the day, it was supposed to be a vague power anyway, hardly accurate predictions. I'll post again in a couple of hours.
You don't ask, you don't get ;)
You don't ask, you don't get ;)
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