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Futuristic The Frontier: A Space Western Character Factory

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name-2B
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Gender-Female
race-android(YoRHa issue)
age-20
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Role-hired gun/Bandit
personality-As a combat android, she does not encourage idle chatter on frivolous subjects and is generally reticent towards others.2B is prone to letting her emotionless guise slip in certain situations but apart from a few exceptions, she is mostly cold toward other people.
alignment-chaotic neutral
guns-she uses Hornet an old revolver "borrowed" from her last victim and as a backup, she carries a huge Katana
equipment-she carries a repair kit and 042 when he isn't Flying next to her and recharging (basically a drone that shoots lasers)
2B has full access to the YoRHa armoury and can change weapons but can only do so outside of combat
 
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Name: Jeremiah Kusch
Aliases: "Some people call me lots of names when I leave town."
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 26
Appearance: Jeremiah is a long, but muscular man. He often can be found in a very unassuming brown leather hat, a tank top beneath a brown and tan poncho, denim pants, some black leather chaps, and a pair of black boots. Across his chest is the only bit of armor he owns, a small energy-field projector. It's able to hand a few shots from your average level laser rifle, enough protection to give him enough time to retreat from a scuffle or duck if he's caught off guard by a would-be assassin. When caught outside he wears a rather low key oxygen mask that extends to the small reinforced tanks on his back. It automatically filters and refills itself from the little oxygen in the air, or steals some from the air in buildings. Without filtering the air it can hold at least 3 hours of oxygen.
Role: Traveling salesman/thief.
Personality: Jeremiah is definitely a two faced individual. On the surface he is very kind and willing to give you the shirt off his back. Should you actually ask for it, however, he will suddenly complain about how chilly it is and tell you to hit him up later. He is a selfish thief through and through. This is not to say he is without morals. He's the steal from the rich give to the poor kind of thief. It's just that most of the time, he sees himself as the poor. He is also very much the salesman. He can sell red rocks to a Khodai. The towns he frequents most often know him well, as he's one of the very few traveling salesman on mars who has a connection for earth food. Because of this they often overlook the scams he tries to run by them. On top of all of this he's somewhat of a coward. He can stay cool and collected right until the guns start firing, and then he tries his hardest to get as far away from the fighting as possible.
Alignment: Neutral
Guns: Two micro-revolvers strapped to each of his wrists are the only guns he keeps on himself day to day. He's a business man. It wouldn't do to intimidate anyone who wants to buy his wares. They hold only three shots each, but those shots are armor piercing and so most of the time a well placed shot is enough.
In the back of the caravan, in a very large case, is what awaits anyone foolish enough to try and stage a home invasion. Inside is a very large,very powerful, anti-tank laser rifle. It's scope itself takes up half Jeremiah's head. It's his trap card should any business deals go south and they chase him all the way back to camp.
Equipment: The Caravan: A modified king-size rover Jeremiah has modified into a traveling shop. The left side drops into a storefront. A curtain of beads separates the storefront from the back where Jeremiah lives. Back there is simply a mattress, some posters, and a couple of pipes and various things to smoke out of them. And the BFG of course.

(Information in parenthesis is information your character would definitely not know about the object unless you purchased the object.)
The caravan offers many earth-foods and conveniences. Fruits grown in greenhouses on mars, as well as cured and preserved meats shipped from earth for anyone who's got the cash. He has a small freezer full of ice cream. He also has displayed a rack of gold and silver rings (fake,) lighters (some empty), small pocket knives (some rusted), and "Dr. Jone's burn healing ointment. Heals 3rd degree burns in less than 24 hours!" (Regular hand lotion put in small bottles and homemade labels.)

This is the inventory that is not displayed or commonly known in the caravan. Your character must be told about the secret inventory to shop from the secret inventory.
Pocket grappling hook - An electronic grappling hook which extends for use and retracts to fit in someone's pocket or pack. It is made of brittle metal and cannot support more than two people. It would surely collapse under the weight.
Electrically heated scalpel - Originally designed for doctors to have access to a tool for both surgery and the cauterization of the wound in one item. The blade, when the switch is flipped, can heat up enough to melt flesh together for medical purposes, however it was recalled because of the short battery life. It only has about five minutes of practical heat in each.
Bar Items - Whiskey, Vodka, Homemade Moonshine, and a keg of Yuengling beer are the selection of alcohol for Jeremiah's special customers.
Drugs - Weed, Cocao leaves, earth and martian tobacco, Ayahuasca, Psilocybin Mushrooms, any herb or plant that can be used medicinally is in stock at the Caravan. It's suppliers are a secret. Jeremiah is also not worried about anyone he doesn't want to smelling any of this, as everyone of his customers are served outside, and they all have to breathe through filters.
Other: If you're talking to him he's probably high.
 
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Jackson Holland
“Elder Holland”

Male
Human
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This armor grants him the ability to have strength in rival with a khodai. Though since its big and clunky he won't be sneaking in anyone anytime soon. The suit filters air to breath and water to drink. The suits specialty is a one way shield attached to the gauntlets that can be deployed in front of him. Granting him and his team cover. That or he can make a bubble encasing he and his team from danger. Though this one requires focus.

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Role:
Tech mogul, elder of the B.O.S.,Anthropologist, explorer.
Personality:
+great leader
+quick-thinker
-+Extremely Tenacious(if given a task he will complete it)
-Very bad OCD
+Very smug and snarky at times. But generally a well behaved person.
+ A good facilitator for a group
-sometimes acts like he is better than others because he is smarter.

Alignment:
Lawful good
Guns:
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"A seemingly retro design with power. The MPAR(Multi-Purpose-Assault-Rifle) gives you the classic assault rifle feel, without that pesky need to keep track of ammo" basically s Laser weapon with a Magazine. The magazine being a charge back that lasts for quite a while.A standard "Mag" gives you 100 shots before a recharge is needed. Though the gun is compatible with kinetic 5.56 N.A.T.O. rounds. It has a medium range at standard configuration, though it can function at range widths its DMR setting. Medium penetration and a high automatic fire rate. Can be toggled to a three round burst, a single round, or it's impressive automfire. The barrel can overheat with exesive fire from its laser configuration . "

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A trusty laser side arm, can overheat round to create a single Armor pericing shot, though severely overheats or even damages the power cell. Cell holds about 30 shots before a reload is needed. Medium stoping power low penatration. (Alt Fire is high stoping power at high penatration

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A new sniper in development based of a formerly used Platform. Uses a 300 w-m round. Ten round clip. High Acura a young and high stoping power. Rail gun feature seems to "supercharge round" for massive damage. Rail gun feature still in devolpment.
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A home made rocket hammer for those who want to both crush skulls and armor.

Equipment:
P.O.C. device.
Spare parts to repair power armor/weapons.
2 Energy packs(MPAR)
4 clips of kinetic ammo(MPAR)
5 extra Small fusion cells (AEP)
3 Five round magazines for Sniper
Other:
For a reference of character origin/idea. Think of him as bisexual tony stark and elder Lyons(the female one) from fallout.
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Name: Maxim Koloff

Aliases: Max, Fixer, Wolf, The Russian

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Age: 41

Appearance

When in pressurized enviorment.


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When in a non-pressurized environment.
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Role: Corporate Fixer

Personality: A Corporate Fixer is a strongman, a bully, utilizing the law to screw the common folk out of money, land, freedom etc. This job calls for a particular type of evil. A contained, well spoken, refined and clean cut evil. A person in this position must have zero empathy, must lack a conscience, must care about the self and the company and nothing more. Maxim fits the bill perfectly.

Elegant and refined in manners, Maxim may appear to be an upscale and decent person upon first encounter. He says his thankyous, apologizes, uses honorifics like sir and ma'am, and addresses everyone with an outward level of respect that you would expect from a salesman. Although at the end of the day this polite facade means nothing. He may act polite, but when it comes to the brass tacks he'll skin you alive to send a message.

Maxim's lack of morality, his innate ability to flip a switch in his mind, wipe out an entire town, then sleep like a baby afterwards, make him a valuable asset to the Vincere Corporation.

Maxim has many odd mannerisms as well that speak to his oddly wired brain.

He is extraordinarily neat and is a germaphobe, constantly keeping himself clean as can be. If he drops food on his clothing when at a restaurant, he will often go to the restroom for several minutes to clean his clothing with a portable spot cleaning device that he carries with him. If at home he will generally change the dirty article of clothing before returning to his meal.

Maxim dislikes rough angles, rounded slopes etc, liking sharp, neat angles. One reason he detests those who are overweight.

He hates odd numbers and will minimize his interaction with them. For example he will not buy a gun with a 31 round clip, though the same gun with a 30 round clip would be acceptable.

He writes down everything that happens in his life in a "log", a factual journal that details everything. The purpose of this is to make extremely accurate reports for his bosses in the Vincere Corporation. However he does take pleasure in reading over his own exploits, especially those that involve killing and maiming.

Maxim has no sexual preference, making him a pure asexual.

He enjoys violence, abusing his power and causing others pain. Although he keeps this hidden well, preferring to be seen as a professional and not a sadist acting violently for fun.

Maxim is extremely orderly, creating schedules, plans, back up plans and contingencies. This makes him a dangerous adversary, as he's likely thought of your strategy and accounted for it in one of his many plans.

He believes in being punctual and hates those who arrive late.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Guns:
Anti Material Rifle. A railgun loaded with .50 caliber bullets, velocity increased by electromsgnetism. Can be loaded with multiple types of shell. Can be broken down into many pieces to be carried in a small suitcase.
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Lucy. A white "Stinger" Plasma Pistol. The cutting edge in small arms, plasma pistols pierce through armor without regard. The weapon is quite accurate, although lacks range as with every moment spent in the air, the plasma shot loses charge. This weapon is useful in the typical handgun range of 0-50 meters.
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Maxim doesn't carry a third weapon. Preferring to keep his arsenal small, contained in his travelling suitcase. However if needed he can call in a drone delivery, bringing him a third, more specialized weapon if plans call for it.

Equipment

  1. Eye implants granting him night vision.
  2. A plethora of explosive devices designed for sabotage.
  3. Kevlar weave in his clothing.
  4. Electrified Baton & Taser.
  5. Lethal and Non lethal Poisons.
  6. Direct connect to The Vincere Corporation, giving him access to a large pool of resources and information.
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The Stranger


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"I look at you, Stranger, and I see nothing. Desolation. Death. You are alone."

Name: Joshua Gaile

Alias: The Stranger

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Apperance: Most of Joshua's body is covered, concealing the various pieces of armor hidden underneath. He stands at a staggering 6'7, his coat reaches to just before his knees and typically remains closed, a pair of dark, worn trousers and his modified boots covering the rest of him. A pair of light gloves cover his heavy scarred hands and the holster of his revolver is sewn into the inside of the coat. The glasses and hat help keep away the sun, it's just a shame that it's so easy to mistake him as someone else. Or recognize him.

Role: Runaway prisoner/Outlaw. Unwilling vigilante if the urge arises.

Personality: The stories about The Stranger don't quite match how he acts. He never stays in a place for too long, preferring to move from place to place with a trail of bounty hunters close behind him. He's quiet and seems to have no clear goal other than to wander endlessly from town to town until his inevitable capture. He'll often steal or pawn things off from dead bodies to get money and hasn't been against assisting people commit heists and other crimes, though with the refusal of killing anyone.

He's different from how he used to be, seemingly stuck in limbo until he comes to terms with it all.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Guns:

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A lovely little piece. Chambered in .357 Magnum and the current preferred pistol of The Stranger. Rare, and mostly seen by vintage gun-collectors, it's a mystery of how he even attained the pistol in the first place.

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A laser revolver that's favored by many a criminal and cop alike. No fancy settings or configurations and built reliably. This pistol is a rare sight, only really ever used when The Stranger feels nothing else will work.

Equipment:

A pack of beat up and slightly bent up cigarettes. Have to feed the habit somehow.

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A specially crafted blade made of various materials and metals. A prototype sword with various experimental technology housed along the hilt which gives the blade an electrical charge when powered. When fully charged the blade will glow a neon blue and lightning will appear along the blade. It's carried in a sheath at the left side of The Strangers body.

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Similar to the picture above but not quite. Several pieces have been either made slimmer or thrown out all together with the main focus of mixing protection with concealment. A breathing apparatus along with other small changes have been added to give him the capability to walk through unpressurized areas. It should be noted that several markings and emblems on the armor have been scratched away, but the hint of police markings still remain on some parts.

Other:

The Stranger's true name isn't known to many, only the prison guards and various police knowing it. Imprisoned several years ago for various heinous crimes, he escaped from prison rather recently. He seems...different. The rumors and the stories about his havoc don't seem to match The Stranger of today. There's currently a 150,000 credit bounty on his head, and various posters of him are throughout Mars.
 
Name: Scavenger Uyath Shim-Har
Aliases: "Scuttlebug", Shim, Scavver
Gender: Male
Race: Khodai
Age: 23
Appearance: Shim has very... unkempt armor. The palette is a disaster, with matching colors being a rarity instead of the norm. It looks like it was stitched together from scraps found in garbage dumps- which it was. Protective features, of which there are few, include a shoulder pad, knee pads, and two dinner plate sized shields** made from salvaged scrap metal. Upon closer inspection, most of the nicer material on him can be recognized as coming from improperly disposed corpses. The sight of a Khodai wearing mismatched human gear can certainly be frightening at first.

As for the man? Bug? Under the armor, Shim has dull gray chitin and unremarkable features- at least for a Khodai. His arms are strong enough for his purposes, and his above average height is the only thing he really has going for him. His horns aren't actually as small as his low social status would lead you to believe, it's just that the rest of him is so unremarkable. There are four of them, two pairs two very small, two normal sized, and all are asymmetrical and curved inwards.
Role: Scavenger/Tracker
Personality: Shim-Har isn't a runt, but he's certainly below average for his kind. Not that strong, not to fast, and certainly not that smart, he gets by on his work ethic alone. Often harassed by the more brutish of his peers, he finds himself traveling away from home look for oddities and special items that humans may have left behind, searching for an almost literal "diamond in the rough". Aside from the occasional jackass, he actually gets along pretty well with other members of his race, and enjoys building people up and giving them "gifts" he's found.

Spending so long rooting through human trash lead to him becoming curious about their culture. He views humans curiously, not knowing how they act in general, as his only real interactions with them have been fight or flight, and the rare opportunity to view them from afar. And you know, 'finding' bodies.
Alignment: Neutral, leaning evil towards humans, good towards Khodai.
Guns: Sawed off shotgun, two shot chamber**. Shim's honestly not even sure if it'll fire, and whoever sawed it did a seriously shoddy job. He has a single extra shell.
Equipment: Two shields and a common**. A slow tablet with a cracked screen, mostly used for documenting his findings, written in English. Protective goggles, crafted from leather scraps and ballistic glass. A single grenade, what he assumes to be a smoke canister. A utility belt and many pouches with odds and ends (poker chips, cards, needles, etc.) over his armor.
Other: Can't speak anything but interjections of English, but through persistence he managed to teach himself to read about as well as the average twelve year old.

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Devil Ferros Dralok-Har
“Paladin Dralok”
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Male
Fallen Khodai
Age:
TBD
Role:
Bodyguard,ambassador of Ferros clan to the B.O.S., Paladin
Personality:
Dralok Is a strange khodai. Being that he hungers for knowledge about humans and machines. He is very inquisitive. He also doesn't understand much of the English language. Dralok is a straightforward Pers- I mean khodai.
Alignment:
Neutral Good
Guns:
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A slug rifle created by Khodai that shoots fiery Projectiles, or a singular explosive blast.

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(A Heavy laser-Gatling weapon designed by humans.. Two firing modes. One for high fire rate and low penetration. The other for a medium fire rate with high stopping power. Can fire about 1000 shots before overheating the weapon. Which takes three minutes to successfully cool itself down to work again. His power pack dual purposes as a backpack and a place to store the gun. Pack charge: 5000 rounds. Recharges through kinetic movement,solar power, and outside sources(I.e. Another fuel cell, a recharge cable. Etc.)


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a short range plasma pistol, can charge a shot for s high power railgun.



Equipment:
Khodai Plasmic blade
Shock knife (2x)
Backpack full of traveling gear (I.e. Rations, rope, etc)
A collapsible shield design by khodai.
Other:
He is a bodyguard/advisor of Jackson Holland.
 
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Name: Atticus Finch
Aliases: The Guard Dog of New Eden
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 34
Appearance: Atticus stands about eight feet tall, and there's a reason for that that is not good genetics. His organs were transplanted into a mechanical body. His body is mostly humanoid, but it's knees are backwards to that of a human so as to be more efficient for moving around such a large body. The metal is black and the lights and exposed wires around the joints are mostly bright green. The frame of his body was adapted from a model of robot known as "the predetor." It was designed by a scientist friend of his to stand up to Khodai in one on one combat, and thus mimics some of their physical features for strength and efficiency.

It's hard to find clothes to fit a Khodai like robot in New Eden. As such, Atticus learned to sew. He can mostly be found in custom shirts and ties, with a long thick trench coat and wide brimmed hat.
Role: Sheriff of the New Eden colony.
Personality: Atticus is incredibly empathetic. He cares for the people of New Eden, and tries to see the good in all humans. Ever the optimist he believes Mars can move past the dark and rough times it's in. He wants to be one of the individuals who helps make that happen. He strongly believes in justice and peace. Atticus could be described as a militant pacifist. He's willing to fight, for peace. He also believes that Khodai have the potential to coexist with humans. He thinks of the Humans as invaders, but they didn't have much choice. Refugees, really. He sees Mars as Humanity's second chance. He believes learning to coexist with different cultures is important in that endeavor. Atticus also feels that lawful doesn't always mean good. He believes in a general sense of order, rather than the law. Vigilante justice has it's place.
Alignment: Nuetral Good
Guns:
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Sleek, light, and accurate. What it sacrifices in range the UC-36 makes up for in speed and mobility. Great for close quarters combat and fast paced firefights. It's reload speed is unparalleled with a magnetic clip that guides any fitting laser cartridge. It's microchip can adapt to almost any other laser cartridge that it's magnet is big enough to hold. It's spray is less reliable after fifty yards.
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Upon first inspection of Atticus's bow it is a normal one. If a person inspecting it were close enough, however, they would notice it's probably as tall as they are. Atticus welded together a lot of strips of tempered steel to create a giant bow who's metal cable for a string has almost 500lbs of pressure on it. Atticus's robotic body can pull it's weight, however others may not be able to even lift the 120 pound thing. He uses it to launch what others might describe as metal bean poles. Hollow aluminum poles. One might think in a world of power armor and energy fields regular poles of lightweight metal would be obsolete, but even the heaviest of foes will be concussed by a pole flying at over 300fps.
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Usually hanging off of Atticus's back deactivated is a laser sword. He doesn't know what make or model. He saved the money he saves on food now to buy it from a shipment into Babylon. He was rather excited about it.
Atticus doesn't have a knack for naming things. If you couldn't tell.
Equipment: A melted pocket watch on a chain. Binoculars.
Other: I looked and looked and couldn't find a robot to match what was in my head. If you have one that kind of matches my description feel free to send it to me.
 
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Name: Finch Russell, or Sentry 1
Aliases: The Guard Dog of New Eden
Gender: Technically a robot, prefers "He."
Race: Robot
Age: The Model, physically, is five years old. Finch's personality is 36.
Appearance:
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Finch is the far left. The next two are robots of the same model as him. The middle is Sentry 2. The last is Sentry 3. There are ten in all. Each respond to Finch's commands, basic military command and hand signals mostly.
Role: Captain of the Guard of New Eden.
Personality: Finch is a guy who loves to laugh. He's very friendly with just about everyone, and enjoys passing the time with conversation on many topics ranging from firearms, art, science, fisticuffs, psychology, and literature. He goes into states of intense silence, which he calls disassociating. These often come up when he is intently watching the main road that runs from Babylon to the New Eden colony. This is where most new people come into town, and Finch likes to know who's in town. He takes his job very seriously, this job being to command the Sentry Bots that protect the perimeter and patrol the streets. He is officially titled "Captain of the Guard of New Eden." But he knows he is just a robot to most of them. Just a robot with the personality of the man none of them know. As long as he stays at his post and does his job they leave him well enough alone. Finch feels sometimes like he is more loyal to guarding the people of his town than his people are to him. Regardless he does his job diligently day in and day out.
Alignment: Lawful Good
Guns: Finch owns two standard issue laser revolvers with additional long ranged scopes and laser pointers.
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Two bandoleers of ammo cross his torso.
Equipment: Finch has a secret place in his heart for knives. His favorite happens to be his twin ballistic knives he keeps strapped to his metal thigh parts.
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Other: Finch insists he can taste things when he puts this in his "mouth" which is really just a vent for his internal generator. As such he can often be seen with suckers in this hole in his head. Perhaps his more rational side knows he would just clog his inner workings and shut down if he puts anything down the tube, so he usually just has the same cinnamon sucker hanging out of his mouth at all times.
 
Name: Detective Klynn Ryker
Aliases: N/A
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 34
Appearance: Stern-faced blonde, wearing a standard-issue flak vest and self-assembling helmet, also Riot-class knee and shin pads on his jeans.
Helmet can also assemble just its rebreather, goggles, or communication antenna, which uplinks with Klynn's wristpad. Also chews a substantial amount of toothpicks.
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Role: Detective, Closet Alcoholic
Personality: Rather suave for his line of work, perhaps Klynn's ultimate weakness is women. Luckily, where he comes from, a good-looking one is as rare as a cheap ticket off this dustbowl. Klynn is a little rough around the edges, but has a heart of gold; begrudgingly using his title of Detective to get what he needs. He follows a conditional imperative philosophy, often at odds with his superiors or authority figures, and will commonly bend the weaker joints of the law to finish his jobs. Klynn's torn halfway between his duty to the law and his faith in humanity. Despite everything he has encountered, he abides by the notion to trust everyone until they give you a reason to do otherwise. Combined with his gunslinging prowess, Klynn can logically afford to think this way - if a friend pulls a gun on him, he can rectify the situation in a heartbeat.

Alignment: Neutral Good
Weapons: J.J.E. (Judge, Jury & Executioner), MCC-8a "Arrowhead", Klynn's Balisong (butterfly knife)
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Equipment:
- Wristpad (Communications, scanning, holographic projections, etc.)
- Rigged Dice
- Canteen
- Playing Cards
- Detective's Toolkit (fingerprint powder, lockpicks, EMP chips, override patches, etc.)
 
Name: Kraush Whikman
Sex: male
Race: Human/Cyborg
Age: 27
Appearance: 6"7, 225 lbs
Dirty brown vest over black longsleeve undershirt w/ knife sling across chest
Jeans w/ holes (not originally there) and a black belt
Long brown trench coat w/ deep pockets (perfect for hiding small objects)
Full, brown beard and brown hair (kinda like Infity War Cpt. Merica)
Cyborg right half of body (head is full human)
Arm can transform into a burst laser rifle, grenade launcher, sword, and hand
Role: gunslinger
Personality:
-Pros: Charismatic, brave, steady hands, quick wit, leader, soft if you get to know him
-Cons: Hot tempered, gets into trouble, tries to be the toughest guy in the room
Alignment: Chaotic good
Guns: Arm burst rifle, arm grenade launcher, semi-auto pistol (on his belt)
Equipment: Jump vest - Can do a teleport forward (like Tracer in Overwatch)
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Lock picking tools
Backstory: Grew up with his mother ever since his dad left them. He was bullied a lot in middleschool, but trained intensively. The bulied became the bully in highschool. He learned that acting tough could get you far Ex-mercenary. Used to do some of the biggest jobs around. On one mission, he was walking with the rest of his squad, when a magical mine blew up right infront of him and he blacked out. When he awoke, he was the only survivor of the blast, but he was missing a leg. To this day, he used magic to make a prostetic leg.
 
Name: Luna Rose
Aliases:
Gender: Female
Race: Human (with cyberneticly enhanced eyes)
Age: 22
Appearance: (first image is her appearance the second is her suit)
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Role: freelance pilot
Personality: her personality is complicated to put it plainly. Most of the time she calm and laidback but when she’s in the pilot seat she can get a bit... overexcited. She’s loves nothing more than flying around in the middle of a battle and dogfighting with any ship labeled as a enemy combatant.

Alignment: lawful Neutral
Guns: just one very large magnum revolver strapped to her hip. (Fires kinetic ammo)
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Equipment: anti gravity mobility pack (jet pack that only works in 0.2G or less), smokescreen grenades, Emp charges, and cybernetic visual enhancements (can see in multiple vision modes - night vision, thermal, ultraviolet, and 10x Zoom).
Other: she has basically the same voice as Tracer from Overwatch, just slightly higher pitched.
 
Name: Reece Sourdough

Aliases: The Restless

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Age: 28

Appearance:
-Armour: The SCMK2-5M Lite
A standard Moon collier gear, with oxygen tanks fitted to boot. Additionally it is accoutered with modifications to improve cohesion, emit various gases, I.E Argon, Hydrogen and Nitrogen, boosts the muscle and nervous system to assist with heavy lifting and mining, it is also fitted with the PD or Prospector's Dream, a scanning device that uses a radar to scan nearby planets for valuable goods, more notably: gems, crystals, uncovered metals or artefacts. Only works if a satellite orbits the planet. Or if the entire planet's surface area has been explored.
However, these modifications come at a disadvantage, the suit is not very energy effiecient, although it runs on carbon, but it also makes the suit very heavy and not very protective, as an extremly well placed shot tends to either blow-up the modification or short circuit the entire suit.
Luckily, the suit can compact itself into a type of briefcase of sorts, allowing for easy travel and convenience.


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-Outside of the Armour: Appears to be somewhat tall with a youthful but harsh face, quite scrawny with tanned skin, brown undercut hair and a full set of pearly whites, minus the wisdom. Doesn't strictly dress in specific clothing but tends to wear a carmine ruby necklace on him for identification.

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Role: Prospector

Personality:
The highly energetic insomniac, with a slight hint of madness (Possibly slight alcohol poisoning). Reece is a prospector, well he has to stay that to avoid legal problems, he's technically more of a bandit, but a treasure-hunter at heart. With a deep infatuation for discovery and a fascination for profitable wares and glossy goods, Reece is one of the best (of very few) prospectors on Earth and soon to be Mars!
Reece prides himself on his work, nothing can stop the thrill he gets when mining for goods, or tomb-raiding, or breaking into vaults, or stealing... The way he gets the work done is besides the point, the point is that he does it! He isn't one to back down from a job either, he might screw you, himself or the crew over but he'll do the job, just make sure the price tag is high-enough.

Most of all Reece isn't the most econmic-friendly person, either choosing to steal or mine his way into fortune, to later gamble or sell away.
Not a big fan of Khodai's due to most of his old crewmates being ones.

Alignment: Tempered Evil

Guns:
- Valerie, A chrome-plated, quick-pistol; It's rarely used due to the rare ploxonite ammo and the fact that Reece isn't much of a gunslinger.
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Due to Reece not being a 'rootin' tootin' gunslinger' he tends to leave his arsenal sparse.

Equipment:
-A Custom mining laser: Nicknamed 'Bailey', it utilises the argon dispersed from his mining suit to create both a shielding gas when welding and using the hydrogen in the air, compresses it to form a hydrothermal beam, which can reach temperatures of 463`C, when at full blast. The laser can be used both for precision and excavation, which, in Reece's line of work he needs both to be profitable. Occasionally if Valerie is out of ammo, Bailey will finish the job.
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- Prospectin' Station: Contains the usual: Polisher, Chipper, Magnifier, Magnetiser, Extractor. The standard tools for Cosmic Prospecting + An EmF (Electromagnetic Flashlight), it projects, all EM waves, except Radio, Micro and Gamma rays.

-Assorted hydro-foods, sweet snacks and a huge bottle of Black Seal Rum.

-The 'PD' (Found on Armor)

Other:
-Betrayed by his former fortunate crewmates after uncovering a Lunar crystal from a Lunar crater. The crew went onto great acclaim, whilst Reece was left to try again. (Serves him right, he did try to backstab them).
 
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Name: Joseph Smith

Aliases: Death Omen

Race: Human

Age: 27

Appearance :
-Armor: USMPA-E mk. 3 frederic-daoust-final-render-remnant-armor.jpg
This cutting edge set of armor acts as an environmental suit and combat armor. It's expensive materials, components, and customization options really mean that only especially rich or specialized military operators are given USMPA-E mk. 3 armor
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Role: Bounty hunter/vigilante

Personality: Joe is a hard man despite his young age. He fought on earth as a marine in the United States after graduating at 18. He fought in multiple, wars and had joined the special forces in the marines. He was done with the soldiers life after 9 years of killing and watching friends die. He is usually aloof and when he's not in a gunfight he is preparing for the next one. His behavior is borderline psociopathic and his usual colected attitude is broken by fits of rage. In a combat zone though, he comes alive actively engaging squadmates and battle buddies while being shot at. Although he puts on the act of being calm he is unstable and the wrong word in a conversation could tip him over the edge. During fights he is extremely vicious and almost seems to enjoy causing pain.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral

Guns: M81 Pulse rifle
image_8472.pngThe M81 is an expensive rifle that is known for its accuracy, extreme fire rate, and lethality. It fires cased plasma cartridges that heat to extreme levels after leaving the barrel, causing grevious impact and burn damage to the target. Another feature of the M81 is its ability to collapse into a smaller size when not in use. At the press of a button it folds itself into a convenient shape for ease of carrying.

Showstopper:
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Showstopper is a custom made pistol created by Joe himself. It shoots .50 caliber rounds at extremely high speeds thanks to magnetic coils that essentially turn the gun into a rail pistol. Kinetic dampeners eliminate most of the recoil allowing accurate, high speed shooting.

Equipment: Due to his placement in special forces Joseph received cybernetic, and genetic implants that boosted his speed strength and durability greatly. He carries many gadgets and tools to help him get the job done, from lockpicks to explosives he is alawys prepared. Along with the implants the armor he was given by the spec ops battalion he was with amplifies speed and strength, it also includes a jump pack, ECM jammers, and active camouflage systems.

Bloodthister:
andreas-stavaas-knife00.jpgA particularlyr dangerous knife, its curved, three sided design is good for slashing, but being stabbed by this weapon is a death sentence, the curvature and multiple sides make it all but impossible to stop blood flow without medical tech on standby.
 
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Name: Zack Hall
Aliases: The Handsome Stranger
Gender: Male
Race: Human
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Role: He stars as The Handsome Stranger character in the biggest Western Action movies of all time such as Bullets Don't Argue, The Handsome Stranger Kills Them All, Hey Amigo! A Toast To Your Death, and Wanted: For Being Handsome and Equally Dangerous. Oh that's not what you meant by role. Gunslinger.
Personality: Zack Hall is a man of luxury. Nothing but the best for him and he won't settle for less as he is a custom too as a big star. There are many that consider him arrogant and conceited, but he calls it knowing you're the most beautiful person in the room wherever you go.
Alignment: Good(the hero wherever he goes)
Guns: Smith and Wesson Model 3View attachment 416200
Equipment: His winning smile and muscles only the biggest Western Action movie star would have.
Other: "Yes I will be signing autographs, but not before my hair is done or in the evening when the sun is going down and you can't appreciate all my features."
Hey yo.
 
Name: Lazarus Love
Aliases: Zions Zombie
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 27
Appearance:

  • Wears fairly light power armor, but one that is very advanced. In particular, the survival aspects, such as water recycling and air filtration are top of the line, the power supply is extensive, breaches in the seal reseal with an inbuilt quick-drying liquid rubber automatically (Limited Suit Supply), the suit AI (Braked) is able to quickly diagnose any damage the suit receives and any wounds by the occupant. It's able to extend the survival of the wearer in the Martian Desert by at least a week. The life support systems are reinforced, sacrificing a not insignificant portion of plating elsewhere to defend. It's not meant to keep the occupant from getting hurt, it's meant to keep the occupant Alive.
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Role: Teamster/Courier
Personality: He is very gentle and absolutely adores kids, he's very religious and tries not to use force but if attacked he will defend himself and others. He is very softspoken but is not shy, he is quite intelligent, always treats people politely, is very fastidious, does not drink alcohol or swear, extremely hardworking. Can be quite demanding of other people and even a bit overbearing. May come across as somewhat Self-Righteous or Patronizing to people who don't hold to his standards.
Alignment: Good
Guns:

  • (Legally) Upgraded Laser Pistol, has decreased ammo capacity in exchange for a much more powerful blast, previously held 20 rounds, now holds 5. Previously gave light sunburn, now punches fist-sized holes in steel (If it's not too thick).
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Equipment: Mormon Quad Scriptures and Pocket Hymnbook, 30ft of steel cable, basic toolbox, Binoculars
Equipped with advanced long-range sensors, a reinforced chassis, heavy duty glass, long-range radio, armored plating, retractable solar panels, and powerful engine (Ignore the windows in the back)
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Other: He is working to support his family back on Earth. He is also called Zions Zombie because he has a habit of escaping death in addition to being named Lazarus.
Theme Song:
 
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Name: Jake Townsend
Aliases: Courier 12
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 19
Appearance: He is a young man in appearance,clean shaven,about 6 foot and a standard build. his armor is a mix of light weight metal pieces but not a full set and a duster coat something like this 65B32E6B-08CF-49D8-86EF-4821FF50E8B2.png
Role: Courier (got to make sure those packages get to the place they go)
Personality: Jake is new to mars and is just trying to get by however he is tough when he needs to be and always tries to make sure the package is delivered. Jake does not actively look for combat but does not coward in a fight
Alignment: Neutral (he is a mailman)
Guns: An energy revolver on his hip and a repeating laser rifle on his back (I’m new here so I’m just giving vague ideas)
Equipment: a satchel (for mail and other junk),snacks, water, a journel,a pen, and a lighter
Other: this is my first character so go easy and delivery will only be the finest (lol)
 
Name: Jebediah Klainey
Aliases: 'Trashman Jeb' , a title given to him for many different reasons and one he fully embraces
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 34
Appearance: A dirty middle aged man that clearly doesn't get much chance to shower or launder his clothes. His hair is often dirty and matted and his face is usually covered in red zits or pock marks due to all the grease. He also has unbelievably thick eyebrows.Jebediah Klainey.png
Role: Jebediah is currently homeless and out on the streets, he is offering to do bounties and mercenary work to get by. He also gives out palm readings on the side.
Personality: He is a rather laid back man, often seen with a lazy smile. He's always open for a conversation and doesn't seem to get insulted or upset easily. However at the same time he doesn't always seem the most trustworthy and is known for having many unpaid tabs across several bars as well as a couple of unpaid personal debts which he always claims he'll 'get around to.'
Alignment: Neutral
Guns: Jeb carries one simple pulse shotgun (pictured in his portrait). It's a basic weapon that uses out dated energy-blast 'pulse' rounds. The lights on the side are purely cosmetic but it flickers with each shot fired.
Equipment: An old backpack filled with necessities such a blanket, a can opener, a lighter, a smart device with holo-capability that's extremely out of date, a deck of playing cards, and a cheap air helmet.
Other: While he generally gets along fine with others, he does have a bit of a reputation for being a boozer and a scam artist due to his side 'occupation' as a palm reader and fortune teller. He is also often rather filthy and can be found sleeping in alley ways or wherever else he can lay his head.
 
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Name: DR, Cain Lumen
Aliases: none
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 25
Appearance: He wears a old NASA flight suit with a large backpack similar to the ones on the old Apollo missions. Nobody has seen his face because he always has his visor down.
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Role: He is a friendly engineer and scientist. He will most likely join a group to explore and do research on life, minerals and the like.
Personality: Doc is a very chill dude. He has some anger issues and he DESPISES people that act dumb. He is a very logical person and thinks of things before doing them. He doesn't like loosing friends. He is very talkative, to the point of being annoying. He always asks dumb questions to get to know more about his teams. He will casually stop everyone to take a sample or scientific reading. He doesn't have a dark past. He is kind-of a coward. He is a nerd. He is week in CQC.
Alignment: Neutral
Guns: Khovostov 7g-02 and a flare gun.
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Equipment: Always carry his trusty shovel. He has a Plasma cutter. And he has a grappling hook but its not fired its more like the ones from Rainbow 6 siege where you throw it.
 
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Name: Olga Nigel
Aliases: "hades' hawk" assassin name
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 32
Appearance: She is tall with long brown hair, broad shouldered, and red, square glasses, she wears her standard doctor's uniform over her assassin armor which is made of light Kevlar padding.
Role: she is publicly a doctor, but she moonlights as an assassin.
Personality: She is cheerful most of the time, but has a quick temper and gets into arguments easily. she is very compassionate over friends and family and will do anything she can to help.
Alignment: neutral
Guns: She travels with her signature silenced laser pistol at all times. It's signed with the "black phoenix" mark engraved on the grip.
Equipment: medicines, medical equipment, assorted knives, various sleeping/poisonous gases
Other: She is relatively unknown in both careers.
 

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