After Chaos: The Characters (closed)

[The Nobody]

Because no party is complete without a Cleric...


Name: Padre Johann Sebastian.
(Sebastian is used as the last name)

Gender: Male.

Age: Late 40s - early 50s.

Birthday: Not telling.

Height: 170 cm (5 ft, 8 in).

Weight: Could loose some.

Eye color: Brown.

Hair: Very short and graying; wears a short beard and a tonsure... Or is it just a bald spot?

General Appearance: Wide, both in waist and in shoulders. Baggy clothes make padre Sebastian look even fatter then he really is. Wears a brown hooded robe, tied with a rope. It must have a lot of pockets inside, because padre does not have a bag. Occasionally he wears his robes loose and his other clothes become visible: sturdy boots, worn black jeans and a "typically Catholic" white-collared coat. Sebastian has a round face with several tiny scars. When he's talking to people his expression is friendly, otherwise he can become serious and concentrated. Oh, and he's got hairy hands.

Vernacular: Padre has a nice baritone. He always talks calmly and somewhat slowly. His singing voice is quite strong for his age. Sebastian only speaks English, but can understand about a dosen languages.

Cyberization: None.

Mutation: Empathy Lvl 1 (can inspire emotions into those that hear him); Accoustics Lvl 1 (can change the properties of the sounds he makes). Both these mutations work subconsciously and only when he sings or plays music.

Personality: Sebastian is a sanguinic/phlegmatic person. Most of the time he's composed and it's very difficult to set him off. But if someone does - better watch out. Padre is optimistic, he can find a good side in anything, even if it's as much as "we ain't dead yet". He's generally friendly, but not overly so. Padre is willing to help people, free of charge and even if it harms him. However, he never refuses any gifts of gratefulness... Though, he might run away before people have a chance to thank him. Despite all this, padre Sebastian never thinks of himself as more "righteous" then anybody else.

History: Born before the Happening, padre Sebastian remembers little of that time, just that it was good. He also remembers the Chaos, too vividly then he'd like to. Some twenty years passed between the Chaos and his repentance. Padre doesn't talk about that time. "It wasn't the real me", - he says. His life was saved (maybe even literally) in some monastery. It's been another 20 years since then, and all this time padre has been travelling around and helping people.

Belief: Even mix of Church of Elvis and generic Christianity. Padre wears a cross but doesn't pray to it. He doesn't care about denominations and treats all Christians as brothers and sisters. He also believes that music is very important and powerfull, and has a great effect on whatever you do. He refers to famous musicians as saints or prophets and believes that both Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and Elvis Presley were reincarnations of biblical king David.

Insanity: There is nothing more personal and intimate to padre Sebastian then a unity of a man and his meal. He doesn't like to be interrupted while eating, and woe befall you if try to take his food away. It's not gluttony yet, but very close. Being a priest, Sebastian listens to God. He doesn't hear any voices, but he sometimes can do weird, embarrassing things that contradict common sense. Because he felt that it is important to do exactly this exactly now, or, in other words, because God told him so. As expected of an Elvisite, Sebastian likes to sing. Perharps too much, because he can start rhyming and singing in the least appropriate moments. Another thing that most men (and many women) find not exactly sane: padre is not distracted by "sexy". And lastly, if someone thinks he can travel the world without a single weapon, there must be something wrong with him.

Motive: Most of the time padre is just following God's commands. He doesn't really have a "large goal", at least nothing that everyday people would understand. Most important for him is to bring peace and joy into hearts of people... Though he understands that it can sometimes require serious "grinding".

Talents/expertise: In his years Sebastian learned a lot of things. If need be, he can remember them: first aid, cooking, basic repairs, etc. He's also a smart man, so if he doesn't know something, he can improvise. There are a few things that he does exceptionally well, such as singing and playing musical instruments (including an organ). He's good at talking, but even better at listening. Padre can also dance a little. He never haggled for anything, and he can't swim. He never uses a firearm, and doesn't carry any weapon... At least, nothing designated as a weapon. He also doesn't lie, but can tell pretty decently if somebody else lies.

Pastimes: Singing, naturally. Playing music, reading scriptures. Although, padre doesn't like to be idle.

Phobias: "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou Art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me." Nonetheless, padre feels uneasy on board of any vessel, especially airships. He also doesn't like insects and crawley slimy things... Unless they're roasted or pickled.

Equipment:
1. The hood of padre's robes has a flap, usually folded inside. It can be unfolded to cover his face against a sandstorm or in similar cases.
2. Skiing goggles, for the same purpose.
3. Three days worth of food and water, and "the eternal temptation to eat it all in one sitting". Knowing padre's appetites, it would be enough to a "normal" person for a week.
4. A strong 10 feet (3 meters) rope, worn as a belt.
5. A number of pocket-sized musical instruments. For example: coffee can maracas, pan's flute, small xylophone.
6. Some kind of a bent pipe that sounds like a horn. It also has a shoulder strap, so can be played without using the hands.
7. Full Bible, KJV. It's leather cover can be zipped and is reinforced by metal sheets. Also with a strap, to be worn on the belt.
8. A 4 feet long walking staff (1.2 meters). It seems to be made of wood or plastic, but is quite strong.
9. A five feet tall (1.5 m) cross, ten inches (25 cm) thick (shorter then this one). It's usually wrapped in tarp and is worn as a backpack. When padre puts it down, the cross makes a muffled metal sound. Judging by it's weight there must be empty space inside, but Sebastian was never seen putting things into (or taking them out of) the cross.
10. Some stuff that, for all intents and purposes, is junk. For example a handfull of rusty screws.

[The Nobody]

Player: ASTRID HOFFERSON


Name: Angel
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Birthday: Middleyear (July)
Height: 170 cm
Weight: 59 kg
Eye color: Red
Hair color: White
General Appearance:

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Angel is an slim and slender girl, The first thing that catches other persons eyes are her
deep clean red eyes and her extremely almost shining white hairs. She has long legs but what
really sets her off of humans are her wings extending from her scapulas on her back.
In the basic shape those wings are like two additional arms, 'desinged' very similiar to human
arms, just with longer limbs and way longer fingers. When she folds her wings onto her back
and her winghands rests onto her shoulders then four of those fingers reaches down to her
rear. It's actually the feathers self covering the entire wings and wingfingers which do
reach down to the very ground when standing in that position. Additionally her winghads
as well do have an thumb each, same sized to human thumbs. But those are usually covered
under fluffy feathers and only visible when she uses her wings in tandem with her normal
arms to climb up somewhere in cases the wind isn't strong enough to lift her from ground straight.

She can jump up into teh air and fly when running provided it's an bit windy at least.
With no wind she needs to climb up an building, tree or something similiar first to jump off to
fly. her endurance is average, she can fly good distances but as well can get exhausted fast
when the winds are against her and she needs to flap instead just to sial to stay in the air.

She wears an white shirt and white throusers with her with each having more pockets on the
inside than one would think. She usually is wearing an rather large greyish ground-long coat in
order to hide her wings and an headband to hide her ears below when going under humans.
her clothings in general as like as her shoes are light, and she doesn't carry very heavy
equipment with her. She has an hiden knife for close self defence and an sturdy bow as weapon.
She does always try to collect all arrows she fires.

Vernacular: She speaks very silent and calm

Mutation:
-Unfertile
-Regeneration lvl 3 Very strong regeneration which even can replace lost limbs.
-Biopathy Lvl 1 Limited abillity to heal others with touch.
-Empathy Lvl 1 can feel an other persons emotions when touching him/her for an longer time.

Disfigurements:
-Wings Lvl 2, Feathers,
-Red eyes-
-backwards long pointy ears

Belief: Broere, even if she dosn't use any implants and the like she believes that the
future of everything lays in technology, and her own magic as she calls it.

Insanity: Having read a lot of books about Since Fiction and what remained on
information about early space faring she strongly believes that the future of peoples
lays in the stars, that all life at some point must develope to either fly by itself or to use
machines to go up into the air and to reach the stars. And she has no problem with telling
it everyone she mets. She believes that somewhere on the world, hidded from all views lays
an acient starship from the Before time which is meant to rescue all and bring them to the
stars.

Motive:
Her strongest motive is to either find or maybe even build some day an starship to reach
the stars, if it is actually possible or not is nothing she cares for, she will try as long as she lifes.

Personality:
Introverted but very friendly. Angel is an very shy and silent person, she avoids at all costs
to make loud noices of any kind. She can move around you and controls the various things
in an cockpit and you won't hear her moves. Neither you get many chances to even hear her
breath. In her believe the clean behaviour lays in absolute silence. The main reason why she
does it though is not to attrakt to mucha ttention from others. She's not well used or good to
interact with other persons which can end in embarassing situations, taht's why she stays
silent. Yet always friendly with an smile, even to strangers.
She never killed one in her life, neither she hurts anyone without reason.
She will fight to protect herself and those she regards as Friends. But avoids combat if
she can. She hates violence above all and starts to feel down emotional when withnessing
violence, even more if it is unnecessary or towards defenceless persons, she's very caring
and could not see nother persons in pain. She either would try to help, or run away to protect
her own sensitive emotions.
She speaks seldomly, when she speaks she does it so silent. She can easily be brought to
silence when someone speaks against her loud. She's not used to and simply does not know
how to behave when other persons starts to insult her or to yell. At those times she ends up
being teared up, not understanding why people are angry, or even starts crying.

History:
Born as Airborn on an massive zeppelin city she was treated by the otehr peopels around her
mostly and only good, she seldomly experienced any violence towards her. As a result she
reacts very hurtful and angsty when it actually happens. She lived an good life even as
apparent Mutant in nature, people around her loved her, calling her with the Name Angel
because that was what tehy all saw in her. An incarnation of an Angel. be it actually true or not.
it continued until one day her home zeppelin crashed down, leaving no survivors while
she was out on patrol to search for goods. Since then she roams the deserts all and alone.

Talents/expertise:
Navigation and piloting machines, be it grounded or flying ones, be it planes or be it massive Zeppelines,
healing herself and others with touch of her hands. This however exhaust her very fast.
She's able to sense other persons emotions to some degree when in close proximity.

Phobias:
-Afraid of Darkness
Since the lost of her Zeppelin Angel is afraid of being alone in the dark. When it gets dark
she starts searching for an small enclosed place where she can hide. Possible at an high place
noone except her can reach. Depending on the situation and night it can go so far that
she can start paniking.

-Afraid of large Crowds of peoples
Peoples are unpredictable, tehy can appear friendly, and in the next second be extremely
violent. She as withnessed this often enough on otehr unlucky Mutants and even humans.
That's why she keeps distance to large cowds of persons at all costs.

-Afraid of to much attention.
People who see her sometimes get curious. they get more curious upon spotting her wings.
Being gang raped by three humans in the past makes her very cautios towards others.
She feels better when people ignore her. When someone she doesn't know closes by and
speaks to her for some otehr matter than Trading then she tends to get nervous.

[Mikan]

Name: Reid Gobain

Gender: male

Age: 18

Birthday: August 3

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 158 lbs

Eye color: Green

Hair color: Red

General Appearance: He's a hunky and slightly burly youth of fair, albeit lightly freckled, complextion, his hair thick - almost poofy, messy and curly, extending into sideburns around his handsome, weather-beaten face. His clothing, made of sturdy canvas sailcloth, is bleached and worn-out. Steal toe leather boots and a metalsmith apron give away his profession as well as the sledgehammer he totes around as a weapon

Vernacular: He speaks with a seafarer accent and his voice has an earthy tone

Implants: none

Mutation: nope

Belief: Pagan, polytheistic

Insanity: He has a weakness for women and is blind to their faults, and no matter how rude, ill-intentioned or dangerous they may be, he will remain courteous and kindhearted.

Motive: He dreams of being the selfless humanitarian. He understands the needy and wants to help them. He would love to be a person people count on for support and advice.

Personality: Reid is expressive, chatty, outgoing and light-hearted. He's imaginative and may have a creative talent he doesn't know about yet. He is an optimistic person that seems ever enthusiastic about life and living and he has a decidedly upbeat attitude that is rarely discouraged. He's friendly and social, and people like his charm and his ability to inspire others. On the negative side, he tends to scatter his forces, accomplishing very little, and is simply too easygoing; and he doesn't appreciate having his faults pointed out.

History: Reid hails from the sea cities; specifically, a war ship fleet that is renowned as the most honourable, and yet as one of the most deadly to sail the seas. About two years ago, he disobediently stood up against the general leading the city, protesting his decision to sacrifice new recruits by using them as bait in a raid. Insulted, the general called the boy out on a dual, but Reid refused to fight. His rejection was deemed cowardly and not befitting of a sailor of their fleet, and he was exiled and forbidden from ever returning to the sea. Now stranded on dry land, he wanders and explores, not caring about ever returning to the place he once called home; however, he misses the sea, its chilling wind, and the lone cries of the beasts that dwell below its surface.

Talents/expertise: Unarmed combat, melee weapons, ironworking, navigating by the stars, seamanship, raising the spirits of those around him

Pastimes: Engaging in social activities, making friends, gossiping, singing, metalworking and scavenging for new tools to improve his metalworking

Phobias: Getting someone hurt or killed because of him.

[Tropico]

Name: Mastiff Balaclad’rr (or “The Black Fiend”)
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Birthday: unknown
Height: 6’4”
Weight: 178 lbs
Eye color: Bright yellow
Hair color: Black
General Appearance: Mastiff is reasonably fit, muscles located predominantly in his torso and arms from all the heavy lifting his ‘business’ requires, but he is lean enough to be lithe, his hair is misshapen and oily, branching out like a mane. His head is best described as ‘egg shaped’ with his nose straight and pointed, his ears share the same pointed quality. The most defining feature of his body is his dark grey skin, and his unnaturally sharp teeth. His choice in clothes varies mostly with the weather, commonly he’ll wear a duster coat, a wrap over his mouth and nose, goggles, working gloves and a long brim fedora, decorating himself somewhat eccentrically with shed teeth from beasts, women’s gem/stone earrings and tight wrappings. When not out in the beating wasteland sun, he wears “wife beaters”, cargo pants and a large tool belt.

Vernacular: Cockney-style accent, and it ends up more obvious when he’s angry.
Cyberization: None
Mutation: his mutation is not so much mental as it is physical, his skin is dark grey in colour, and his ears are pointed. His teeth’s unnatural sharpness was his own design, having them filed to points.
Belief: none.
Insanity: Being alone, especially in the dark, if the combined situation presents itself and he’s left like that longer than 10 minutes, he becomes paranoid and will crazily ramble. His only sanctuary from such a breakdown is if he is suitably enraged and ranting (his mind is often one-tracked like this, and won’t realize his situation until he finally winds down.)
Motive: Mastiff is never forward with his answer, often times, he just says “Money” but in reality, he doubts that he even knows what he really wants.

Personality: Mastiff is an asshole, plain and simple, if he doesn’t like you, he will make sure you are absolutely uncomfortable in his presence, often by bossing you around, yelling or simply stares you down with a sort of relentless loathing. But if he likes you, which is a rare instance or if you’re caught between the lines, he’s just a grouch.

With his pit crew he’s just about the same, except he more yells at how something was done incorrectly, how the crew is a bunch of morons, and laments how he has to do everything himself… really he loves his team, he just shows it in an odd way and they know.

History: tis a deep dark secret… and he isn’t telling.

Talents/expertise: He’s good at taking apart, modifying and putting back together objects, he favors cars and most gun-type weaponry for these modifications. He also can judge how modified an item is, if it’s modified incorrectly, or illegally.
Pastimes: ripping apart stolen vehicles, traveling, selling his oft’ illegal goods, making said oft’ illegal goods, modifying, scavenging the junk yard.
Phobias: Being alone in the dark.

[Lime]

Name: Pandora Xiong
Nickname: Pan
Gender: f
Age: 14
Birthday: September 11
Height: 4"10
Weight: n/a
Eye color: Black
Hair color: Black
General Appearance: It is customary for the women of her people to have pale skin, so she is never seen outside without a hat, an umbrella, a tent or something to shield her from the wasteland sun. She wears her long hair in a neat bun style, tries too present a neat appearance in general, and tailors her own clothes when she can.

Vernacular: English and Chinese
Mutation: Her mutation allows her to make plants grow. very useful in the post apocalyptic. but the side-affect is that sometimes plants grow out of her and so that makes her mutation apparent, which is not good if she wants to visit a town. On the other hand, when they grow out of her, it allows her to feed off the sun and so she can go without food for longer
Belief: She believes in the principle of Yin and Yang, the existance of balance in the world due too opposing forces, that there can be no life without death and no good without evil
Insanity: She's a vegetarian... in the post apocalyptic, you've got to be insane to turn down meat.
Motive: Wants to help the earth go back to it's natural state

Personality: She acts neutral, calm, levelheaded, logical, and unamused, but in reality she is scared very easily and by a lot of things. She is a quiet, intellectual girl, cynical, and a pessimist. It's hard to tell what she's thinking. She loves nature and tranquility, and has a secret weakness for all things cute.

History: Pan lived in a small and poor settlement out in the desert. Food and water was scarce and hard to come by so families did everything they could to survive, even robbing travellers who stopped by for the night. Life was hard so even children had to work and learn the basics of combat. Since there was only sand and no soil in the land, Pan did not know of her mutation until one blazing summer when all of them were starving. When suddenly a flower grew on her head too help keep her alive and so everyone found out she was a mutant. The barbaric villagers were so horrified at the mutant among them that they stupidly sent her away, not thinking that she could have been of benifit to them. Even her family was afraid too come anywhere near her. So the girl wandered through the desert, only staying alive thanks to the plants which grew out on her and continued to grow, feeding off the blistering sunlight. In her travles she finally reached an oasis of fertile land. So she ate her fill of fruit and berries and shed the greenery that covered her and so she stayed there for a while until she got bored and admittedly lonely. So she went in search of towns and people, making sure to suit up well enough so that if something grew out of her, it wouldn't be visible. As she settled down to live in a town and took up a job serving tea, she began too notice that she had other powers over plants. She could make them grow where there were none before, she could make them move at her comand, and she could make withered plants live again if she gave them some of her life force. So it was then she decided she would try to help nature heal itself from the scars of the Happening.

Talents/expertise: She knows Chinese martial arts, but she tries too avoid confrontation at all costs, prefering to solve things peacefully or run, unless she's cornered. She's skilled in herbalism, crafting, sewing, and doing meticulous work that requires patience
Pastimes: drinking tea, meditating
Phobias: She claims she fears nothing

so I hope this is alright as I didn't have much time to work on it. it's a character I had and simply changed to fit this setting. I didn't draw the pic it's just an edit, thnx.

[The Nobody]

Hm, nice. There are very minor things I'd like you to change, though. See the PM, please.

[Vap]

Name: Kawako
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Birthday: November 26
Height: 5'6"
Weight: About 100 lbs
Eye color: Auburn
Hair color: Feathers. Slightly offwhite with minor hint of grey. Black tips.
General Appearance: Tall, A-cup, very skinny and light skinned with a colorful amber/orange band over her eyes. A few unique features of her mutation are a lengthy pair of wings that are mostly kept folded at her back, along with a lack of hair that's replaced by feathers as well as her ears. From the elbow down her skin is rough and grey like a bird leg while her hands have formed talons on the end of each fingertip, though she still has 5 fingers each. Usually wears a pair of goggles that can be twist activated to flip down a shader in the lenses with her outfit.

Vernacular: Normal American, though a bit city-ish.
Cyberization: None
Mutation: Avian hybridism; Secretary Bird strain. Mutations includes: No hair, feather growth, wings, talon growth, extreme weight loss, moderate bone loss, increased speed, decreased strength, inability to tan.
Belief: Previously Order of Fire, though she's not as biased and accepts almost everyone.
Insanity: Doesn't have much emotion when she kills someone since it's all business for her.
Motive: She makes a living as a mercenary and bounty hunter, forcing her to travel far and wide for various jobs.

Personality: Usually nice, though years of ridicule for being a mutant has made her highly aggressive when such comments or remarks come up. But if being a mutant isn't a problem at the time then she can be quite the social butterfly, usually enjoying a few drinks, maybe a game, or even just casual talk. Most of the time she acts easy-going, a little devious, and exceptionally eager when it comes to adventure.

History: She doesn't like to talk about it and will become distant if asked, unless they've fully gained her trust.

Weapons: Compound bow (Mostly used), and a Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle (Rarely used). Carries metal arrows and sniper rifle bullets.

Talents/expertise: Cooking, mechanics, long ranged weaponry, aerial combat.
Pastimes:Casual drinking, making arrows, flying, job hunting.
Phobias: Cats. Something about them just makes her flighty and aggressive.

[The Nobody]

For now, this thread is CLOSED.

No new characters can be posted without the GM's approval (who is yours truly).

[jeanetteisabelle]

My character is a combination of Chihiro Ogino from Spirited Away and Rakka from Haibane Renmei.



Real Name: Chihiro Ogino
Given Name: Falling
Age: Twelve
Birthday: September 10 (Virgo)
Height: 142 cm (4' 8")
Weight: 30.35 kg (67 lbs.)
Race: Japanese
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
General Appearance: At 142 cm, 30.35 kg the first thing people would notice about this girl is how small is for her age. Though she is half-cat, she looks like any other human girl when she keeps her mouth closed. Perhaps the second most noticeable characteristic about Chihiro is how clean she is in a ruined world. Her nails are manicured, her hair is neat and trimmed and though used, her dress is mended and washed. She wears a white sailor dress, with orange trim, and a pair of saddles. A purple hair tie, a memento given to her by a shaman when she was ten-years-old, keeps her medium-length hair in a pony tail. She carries a purse in which she keeps her hair brush, manicure kit, sewing kit and chew toy. Her mode of transportation is a rusted old bike.
Vernacular: Chihiro speaks Japanese and English with a Japanese accent.
Mutations:
Positive:

• Animal Languages Level One: Chihiro understands several animal languages such as Feline, Canine and Equine but does not understand other languages such as Avian.
  
• Digestion Level One: Chihiro can eat what normal humans wouldn't think of as food such as raw fish and mice.
  
• Empathy Refocus Level Two: When Chihiro or someone else in her presence is revealed to be a mutant, she can change people's initial reaction from hostile to either indifferent or cold. Anyone with indifferent reaction to the mutant in question gets a positive reaction, up to total awe. "This guy is totally covered in fur! How CUTE!"

Disfigurements:

• Catlike tongue
  
• Catlike teeth

Belief: Chihiro does not remember what her religion is. She strongly feels in her heart that God is real and there must be an afterlife though she cannot explain why she feels this way. She feels led to go to spiritual leaders for guidance and being from Japan, she believes everything has a spirit.
Insanity: Catlike behavior
Motive: As with any amnesia patient, Chihiro would cling to the first people she meets, in this case the party who found her. She also hopes of finding her home.
Personality: Chihiro is an intelligent, hardworking, responsible, optimistic girl who is helpful and cares for others. As a Virgo, she is conscious of cleanliness and order and being half-cat, she has no issues with taking a bath in front of others, male or female.
History: Chihiro spent the first ten years of her life in Japan along the Kohaku River. As a little girl she nearly drowned; someone saved her life. At age ten she fell in love with the boy who saved her life and he loved her too. However, she had hurt him. Two years later Chihiro is found unconscious by the party. During the time she is out, she has a dream in which she is falling from the sky and as she is falling, a crow tries to save her life but is unable. Chihiro wakes up with retrograde amnesia (preexisting memories are lost but able to create new memories). She lost her episodic memory (personal information) some semantic memory (knowledge) but retains all implicit memory (skills and procedures). The one thing she does remember at first is part of her dream she just had. She remembers falling but not the most significant part, the crow who tried to save her life. Because she does not know who she is and because no one in the party knows who she is, Chihiro is given the name Falling after relaying what she remembers about her dream.
Other: Chihiro feels a deep connection with the river and though she does not know their language, she believes crows are trying to communicate with her.
Talents/expertise: Pouncing, swimming, swimming to catch a fish, climbing trees, sewing, veterinary medicine, bookkeeping, singing and maintaining cleanliness in a ruined world
Pastime: Though she does not remember the words nor the title, Chihiro hums "Free Bird" when in the mood. For dial-up users, here is the MIDI version.
Phobias: She is cautious around settlement walls, afraid to touch them and even deathly afraid to climb them. Dealing with irrational fears is one thing, overcoming them, when you don't know the reason for the fear, is something else.

Jeanette Isabelle

[The Nobody]

Player ARIK is back, with a new character. See the first page.

[The Nobody]

Meet a new player:



GREYHOUND BUS


Name: Maximus Carrington or simply Max
Gender: Male
Age: about 28
Birthday: August 4th
Height: 5'9
Weight: about 180
Eye color: one light blue, the other gray.
Hair color: black
General Appearance: Basically a young guy with a mixed complexion with fuzzy black cat ears and tail. His eyes pupils and iris are colored, giving them an iris less look. He normally wears loose fitting and baggy clothes, t-shirts with different designs on them or baseball/basketball jerseys. Pants are combat like with cargo pockets and very rugged for the out doors man life. His black hair comes down to his ears and he has a youthful appearance. Always wears a baseball cap worn backwards to hide his fuzzy cat ears.
Vernacular: Max sports an Australian accent with some American idol-isms thrown in.
Cyberization:
Mutation: Has the heighten senses that of a feline, having their quick reflexes, flexibility, hearing, eyesight ears and tail.
Belief: Believes in one thing.....flying. Everything else falls into place.
Insanity: Only when he drinks...... Although he doesnt show it, Max is a willing killer in the name of self protection and or getting something he really needs.
Motive: Driven by money. Whatever it takes to make that paper, he's for it......sometimes.....when he's not sleeping somewhere.
Weapons A SiG P229 pistol, which he carries on him everywhere he goes, a Mossberg 590A1, which normally stays in his plane, and a Japanese Ninjato which he also carries with him everywhere strapped to his back.
Personality: Sarcastic and easy going. He's rather quiet most of the time and opts to watch things around him. He's a calculated hunter and opts to stalk his targets and ambush then rather then confront them straight out. All else aside, Max is a very cool headed person. Once befriended though, he's very loyal but other wise, he keeps to himself.
Job Free lance cargo pilot and mercenary. He mainly flies valuable goods, food and black market items. He'll also play Bounty Hunter if the need comes for extra cash. Also flies people....sometime.....
History: His background is unknown, except he came from a family of pilots.

Talents/expertise: Flying. This guy eats, sleeps and breathes aircraft. He's one of, if not the, best pilot to ever live. If it has wings, and engine and controls, he can fly it....and good too. He's also a crack shot with hand pistols and very skilled with a Ninjato sword. He's also a pretty decent mechanic, doing most small repairs on his aircraft. Can modify any engine to be fueled by any combustible liquid.....if he had the right tools, which most of the time, he doesnt.
Pastimes: Flying of course, fishing, traveling and video games....
Phobias: TBC

Max owns an aircraft the looks like a large Aero Commander 690 with mid mounted wings and the tail of a P-51D Mustang. Powerplants are unconventional but very well working HEMI 440s. The aircraft can carry either 12 passengers in the cargo hold or up to 18,000 pounds of cargo. Speed is everything with this aircraft, having a top end of 470mph at sea level. Its designed and built for low altitude, high speed flight. This aircraft, when lightly loaded, is highly maneuverable with near fighter like handling. This is aided by enlarged control surfaces and powerful engines. The C-1X comes equipped with four 20MM cannons for self defense, each cannon carrying 800 AP rounds. Fuel system on this aircraft is set up to burn mostly diesel fuel and gasoline, although the engines are set up to burn anything flammable from Kerosene, lighter fluid, cooking oil, methanol, distilled alcohol, moonshine, paint thinner, Av-gas (when he can find it), JP 4 and JP8 (when he can find those) and even certain chemicals. The plane's dressed in fading black paint with various patches of primer and puddy here and there covering damages, bullet holes and bird strikes.

Specs on the Challenger C-1X aircraft:
*Length: 45 feet
*Wingspan: 41 feet
*empty weight: 8,500 pounds.
*Maximum take off weight: 38,000 pounds
*Power plants: Two supercharged Dodge 440 HEMI V8s producing 2,350hp at full power (limited to around 10 mins at full power to reduce wear and tear on the engines and possible over heating)

Performance specs:
* Maximum speed: 470mph at sea level, 490 at altitudes above 10,000ft
* Cruise speed: 420mph at 15,000ft at 75% power
* Stall speed: 65 mph flaps and landing gear down
* Minimum controllable speed: 68 mph
* Range: 3,350 miles at full weight with 60% power on diesel fuel. Range shorter using fuels lower grade than diesel.
* Service ceiling: 48,000ft
* Rate of climb: 4,700 feet per minute at full weight and near 9,900 FPM empty.