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Crisis: The Empyrean Project (Sci-fi Military RP)

Here's my character. If you need me to change anything at all please tell me. I'm more than willing to trash sections of my CS because they don't fit to your liking. :)

Clint, Lucas

Height
5'7

Weight
136lbs

Hair Colour
Charcoal Black

Body Type
Slender/Athletic

Eye Colour
Lilac(due to his replaced eyes)

Name
Clint, Lucas

Callsign
Ghosty

Gender
Male

Age
23

Psychological Analysis
Full of energy, and always smirking, Lucas "Ghosty" Clint is quite the joker of a card that'll find something to laugh about in just about any situation. Silent and keen of eye while under the cover of shadows Lucas finds his home deep in the fields looking for mice scurrying about. His (not so) secret idolization of the legendary UEE Ghosts quickly earned Lucas his nickname of "Ghosty". Despite not fitting the ideal model of the "Perfect 101st Soldier" Lucas refuses to be beat down by anyone who he deems as "Too serious" and is determined to prove that even someone like him could rise high.

Military Background
As far as Lucas' memory went he never actually had any parents. He was born and raised in the slums, and ended up being forcefully recruited into a gang of "harvesters" who kidnapped people for their augments then left them for dead once the harvest was over. It was either that or live off rats for the rest of his life. Although he knew this wasn’t going to be his entire life. He wasn’t going to let it be his whole life, and he knew just what to do to escape.

For the next decade this was how Lucas had lived his life. He’d go out and stalk a target waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Once his target was vulnerable he’d rush in and incapacitate them. When Lucas started earning augmentations of his own he started going after bigger and better targets. Eventually Lucas would disappear for weeks at a time before returning with targets that the gang had thought impossible to obtain.

Feeling unstoppable, Lucas’ next target was one that had some very high class augmentations. It wasn’t just his limbs that were augmented. The man had some sort of cerebral augmentation to judging by the data jacks behind his ears. Gleeful at this find, Lucas wasted no time and began stalking the man immediately. The quicker he bagged this guy the better. Lucas ended up tracking the man all the way to a hotel in probably the slummiest part of the city there was. In fact it wasn’t too far from his gang’s HQ. It was almost as though this man just wanted to get kidnapped! Well Lucas had every intention of complying with the man’s desires.

After bribing the man at the desk for a copy of the room key that the man had, Lucas quickly made his way up to man’s room. He couldn’t help but grin at just how dumb this guy was. Slipping into the room as stealthy as possible, Lucas crept up to the bed with a knife at hand. Dead or alive this guy was coming with him. Just as he was about to grasp the large blanket that covered the bed, Lucas heard a very faint thump as though something had dropped behind him. Lucas barely had time to turn around before he was completely blind-sighted by the very man he was tracking. It was just his luck to run into a 101st.

To make a long story short Lucas was arrested that day, and he spent a good two years in prison before getting his first visitor. Much to his very surprise the person that wanted to visit Lucas was the very man who landed him in prison in the first place. Here is the recorded audio track.

[12:48:56] Hey kiddo, just thought I’d visit ya.
[12:49:01] Oho, big 101st wants to gloat in his victory, eh?
[12:49:10] Well, of course. That’s not all though. I thought I’d reward ya for your wonderful tracking skills. It ain’t everyday some nobody nearly gets to jump on someone like me.
[12:49:48] Reward me? What, am I getting a gold star for effort? I didn’t quite succeed, now did I? Else I wouldn’t be here.
[12:49:59] Woah, woah. Chill man. I’ve had to put in some serious ass kissing to even get here and make this offer so you best shut up and listen. Unless you want to rot in here with the rest of the trash?
[12:50:11] (sighing) Alright, I’m listening.
[12:50:16] Excellent, so let’s back to business. How would you like to get out of this shit hole and actually put those skills of yours to some good use? What I’m saying is I want you to join the 101st. Not only will you actually get to do something better than hunting down civilians for scraps. You’ll be able to get some better augs. The ones you got now look like they’re about to fall apart.
[12:51:13] You’re joking right? Just what sort of ass kissing do you have to do to convince them to let someone with my background in? You know what, it doesn’t matter. If you can get me out of this hellhole I’ll do whatever you want. (laughter)
[12:52:09] Oh, what’s so funny?
[12:52:14] Nothing, nothing. Just reminiscing on the past. This is almost exactly like how I got stuck where I was before all this.

After this encounter with the 101st soldier Lucas was soon released from prison and immediately shipped to bootcamp where he would spend the next year with his soon-to-be brothers doing some rather hellish training. It was shortly before graduation from the training regimen that rumors of a superweapon being built by the Coalition started to spread. So just fresh from bootcamp comes Lucas Clint into a whole new world. No longer will he be scouting for people to harvest just so he could eat his next meal. Now he’s got his own brothers and sisters to worry about and what may lie in his future.

Cybernetic/Biological Augmentations
During Lucas’ time with the gang, before he was arrested, he was subject to numerous augmentations. Both arms and legs were replaced with scrap augmentations. His lungs and heart were also replaced giving him temporary immunity to tear gas, and other noxious fumes as well as a built in defibulator. During his time in prison Lucas sustained irreversible damage to one of his eyes in a fight with one of the inmates. When Lucas was recruited into the 101st all of his secondhand augmentations were given an upgrade to newer models, as well as his destroyed eye being replaced. Upon request Lucas had his other eye replaced for the sake of having a matching set. Other than his eyes, the only other augmentation he has in his head are the data jacks that every 101st soldier has.

Cybernetics Arms/Legs
Increased Strength and Mobility

Heart and Respiratory implants
Built in defilbulator and temporary use of backup oxygen giving immunity to noxious gasses as well as extended time underwater.

Retinal implants
Allows access to a HUD system thus removing the requirement for a helmet (although one is still recommended). Ability to increase magnification of vision up to 20x magnification without requiring a scope.

Armour
Stanard O-1 Mk II Suit

Weapons
ACS - Adaptive Combat System (Located strapped to the lower half of his back)
Bullhammer Mk II (Located in a holster strapped to outside of his right thigh)
Standard Sword/Sword/Barrier set of Barrier Staves (Located strapped to his right hip)

Rule 1b.

My oh my she's got quite the past. I'm quite interested to see what she does when we start!

Crisis: The Empyrean Project (Sci-fi Military RP)

Also interested! Currently working on a CS. Hope to have it done sometime tonight at least. x3

Even God Cares Not

Ah, Eru! I wish I could hug you right now! *runs off to read the new post*

Even God Cares Not

Quite true. I was also planning on using my character in a different RP. Well a character similar to it, as one exactly like it wouldn't fit into the other RP, haha. 'Cause damnit! I like this character xD

Even God Cares Not

I dunno, and it's worrysome. I was -really- looking forward to this RP D:

Even God Cares Not

Oh, yes, the moment the bindings come off Lucas all hell is going to break loose in that room. He's gone from a confused, docile state. Into a threatened, panicked state.

Even God Cares Not

Indeed, I decided to deviate from my original idea to make Lucas a sort of totally nutso and rather pissed off all the time sort of character into one that's more affected by his natural instincts influenced by his animal DNA. He's, mentally, far more child-like due to the fashion of his birth and the way he was raised.

Even God Cares Not

Posted on the IC, hope ya like it. Also if you think the style of writing is odd, it's because that while I prefer Third-Person I also like to write as though I am in my character's head. Thus the knowledge in my writing is only my character's knowledge. Which is why I use a lot of weird descriptions for things.

Even God Cares Not

My home is dark. There's not a single bit of light to be seen. Is this home, though? This feels like home, but it also doesn't. No this is not home. I remember now. There are people in white, and small homes just like mine, but I know this isn't really my home. Mother Larsa isn't here. She's not here to give me food, or to teach me new words. No, she's gone now. I remember now. Mother was killed by those loud things that shoot death. I was telling her I didn't want to do anymore testing. They put this stuff on me, and made it difficult to move.I told her. I remember now. She promised me that they would stop. That's when they came to take me to this new home. Except this isn't home. These are new men in white. New testing is going to happen. I don't want to, I told her. Please, Mother, can you make it stop? I just want to go home, eat my food, learn new words, and be with Mother Larsa.

I can't. Can I?

Lucas had been awake for quite some time now in his new cell. When he had first woken up nearly a week ago, Lucas had thrashed about his cell quite a bit. He was somewhere new and he did not like it. Although he soon learned that the chains that bound him in the middle of the room only let him move about a foot in every direction. It didn't take him long to remember that chains cannot be broken with his hands, and he promptly sat down at looked about the pitch black room. A normal person would have been completely blinded by the darkness. Not Lucas, though, he was special in the sense that he could see in the dark. Lucas quickly spotted a black orb on the ceiling above his head, and has spent the last few days looking up at it while his thoughts ran on and on in his head. It didn't feel like a few days for him. This was caused by the fact that he had no way of knowing what time of the day it was. He was quite ready to spend another day staring at the black orb, the only thing that broke the soulless walls of grey, however something different has happened that's never happened before. An alarm sounded somewhere in his cell, which cause Lucas to wince in pain for a second.

Moments after the alarm had gone off the door to Lucas' cell had slid open, which ushered forth the bright light from the hallway. Curling up into a ball from the pain the light caused his eyes, Lucas didn't see the men enter his room. Men that looked much like the ones that had taken him not too long ago. Soon after the men had entered the room had Lucas realized he was being chained to a whole new chain. This new chain started to pull him out of the darkness and into the bright light. Frightened, Lucas tried his best to retreat into the back of the room. There was nothing he could do to defend himself. His teeth were covered, and his hands were useless when forced to be wrapped around his sides. Whimpering as he was forced into the light, Lucas found himself in a new world. This new home of his was very different from the other now that he's left his dark cell. He was in a long hallway that lead down to a double-doorway. Before he could even get accustomed to his new surroundings the chain started moving down the hallway and towards the doors at the end. He hated the chains already. They wouldn't let him move, and be free.

Lucas was forced into a new room because of the chain he hated so much. The chain didn't go into this new room, however, and he was left standing at the doorway peering inside. Inside the new room was more chains. These new chains had round cuffs attached to them, and he recognized them to be similar to the chains in the dark room. The men in black suits with their loud devices in their hands that shot death pointed their devices at him and told him to walk straight. Lucas didn't want to do any of that. He wanted to leave, but the things on his body wouldn't let him without the men in black suits filled him with death like they did to Mother Larsa. He wasn't given much time to stand, though, as a man in black behind him got impatient and hit him firmly with his hitting stick and Lucas was forced to walk forward to the new chains. He whimpered, muffled through his mask, and looked around the room for help. Hoping there was someone like Mother Larsa to yell at the men in black suits. Lucas didn't want to hurt them, but they were dangerous to him. Without Mother Larsa he knew he was going to hurt somebody again if he had the chance. Despite the panicked look in his eyes, and his whimpering, Lucas was still forced into the new chains. These new chains were not like the ones in the dark room, he realized, as these wouldn't let him move his hands or legs at all. The moment he was strapped to the cuffs the chains were reeled into the wall which forced his arms up and his legs back so that he resembled a 'T'.

Even God Cares Not

Ahh, I was just going to wait to post into the IC until whether we knew if the gang was all here or not xD