PLUS FIVE. >D
Yes, you should. And you should read my stories. When they're done. Eventually.
Aaaaaaanywho, five more characters to post. Enjoy, or don't.
Name: Kaitlyn “Trippin” Goldtrix
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Alignment: Good
Personality: Essentially a mix of Jazz’s general intelligence, Spaz’s mentality, and Lori’s build, Trippin is crazy and unpredictable by nature. She does everything on the fly, and has never been known to have a set plan. As a result, it’s very easy for her to improvise, but very difficult for others to follow her thinking. Of course, she finds it hilarious that no one can keep up with her train of thought. However, she tends to speak or act before she thinks, which puts her in dangerous situations relatively often.
While it is helpful in battle to leave the enemy completely befuddled, it is considerably less useful to bestow the same amount of confusion on one’s own side, and Trippin does both, making a mess out of the organization on either side of the battlefield. Her comrades do become irritated with her randomness rather quickly; however, her fighting and gunning skills are invaluable, and so, she is tolerated.
Appearance: Trippin’s surname comes from the colour of her fur, which is bright gold in colour from head to toe. Her eyes are light purple, contrasting her fur evenly. She usually wears a white T-shirt that appears to be a size or two too big for her, and a pair of red shorts. There is also a blue headband typically around her head, and an earring in each ear.
Weapons: Trippin has an ability to be upon an enemy before they can react, steal their weapon, and use it against them, then keep fighting with her newly acquired weapon until she sees something better.
Special Powers: Trippin can execute stops and starts in movement that should not be possible. The phrases “stop on a dime” and “off like a bullet” are nothing new to her.
Quote: “You think too slowly.”
Name: Corren Fader
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Personality: An experienced spy and sniper for the Carrotan Corps, Fader makes a living out of hide-and-seek. He prides himself on his expertise in his profession, and that he’s only ever been spotted once. He escaped unscathed, of course.
During peacetime, Fader is usually alone, preferring to keep generally to himself. What he does while he’s by himself is unknown, but it is enough to keep him busy for hours at a time.
When on the job, he is the same way, preferring to work alone. Without any others working alongside them, one needs not worry about anyone but oneself, which is the attitude Fader takes toward his flying solo.
Fader’s only disadvantage is that he sometimes believes that he is nothing but a replacement for Blaze Blackrabbit, who died during the Tank Campaign. As a result, he becomes slightly edgy whenever the late spy’s name is mentioned.
Appearance: Fader’s fur is naturally a light blue, but he has dyed it several times to keep it as close to black as he can. His right “sniping” eye is an unnaturally light greenish-yellow, while his left eye is sky-blue. He wears the traditional Corps sniper’s black body armour and gear, which includes a belt holding extra clips. He also wears a backpack, but its contents are a mystery to everyone but himself.
Weapons: All that Fader seems to need is his trusty sniping rifle. He keeps a blaster pistol on hand, just in case, but he hasn’t needed to use it in a very long time.
Special Powers: Fader can make a very accurate mental map of his route into a building, so as to ensure he knows a way out if he needs it.
Quote: “Payback time... and I’m the bunny holding the checkbook.”
Name: Blake Spiers
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Personality: Blake is what most would call a good kid. He always seems happy with life and friendly to those around him, as well as polite and honest and all the other qualities that parents strive to bring their children up with. He says it comes to him naturally through living without the ability to see.
Blind since birth, Blake understandably did not grow up like anyone else he knew. Everyone around him recognizes his disability, and most of them do their best to make life a little easier for him. In return, he helps out wherever he can, doing small tasks that don’t require extremely good eyesight. His only shortcoming is that he has a selective temper, and will deliver a solid beating to anyone who ridicules him because of his blindness.
Appearance: Blake has red-gold fur on the majority of his body, excepting his white ventral fur. He wears a green bandana around his head, which covers his sightless eyes, and he has a small tuft of long fur on his chin that he is particularly proud of. He typically wears a pair of baggy, blue shorts, and a buttoned, light blue T-shirt, which he rarely ever does up. There is also a device that appears to be a wristwatch on his right arm, but it is, in reality, a low-frequency sound wave generator.
Weapons: None.
Special Powers: Thanks to the small device on his wrist that emits consistent low-frequency sound waves, Blake is able to “see” around him via an astonishing power of echolocation.
Quote: “I can still see you.”
Name: Jacob “Twitch” Bretel
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Personality: As his name suggests, Twitch is twitchy. This makes him very fun to watch, but (unsurprisingly) very difficult to work with. A common mistake is made that Twitch is not intelligent; he is actually quite smart, but his wisdom is negated by his unnatural paranoia, if that is indeed what it is.
No one is quite sure of anything that has to do with Twitch’s past, despite attempts to get him to talk about it. However, it can be safely assumed that Twitch underwent some sort of serious trauma that put him into the mental state in which he is now.
Appearance: Twitch has gold and silver fur on the majority of his body, excepting his red eartips, and his restless eyes are also silver in colour. He is slightly thin, but not to the point where it endangers his health, and his ears are slightly oversized for his head. On his back, he wears a large canister of fuel for his weapon.
Weapons: Through some strange series of events, Twitch ended up equipped with a flamethrower, which is now his weapon of choice.
Special Powers: None.
Quote: “What? Whatwhat? Whatwhatwhatwhatwhat?! ...No way!”
Name: 4I (Chris Friedmann)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
*Species: Human
Alignment: Good
Personality: Falcon’s out-of-battle partner “4I” is Falcon’s technological brainiac half, the manufacturer of a generous portion, if not all, of the Soldier of Fortune-in-training’s hi-tech armament, as well as that of Falcon’s lesser, Fury. He is usually very reserved in speech and action, speaking only when he has something important to say, and it takes a lot to make him angry; however, if there’s one thing above all else that infuriates him, it’s backstabbers. He is a fanatic about his innovations, and he spends the majority of his waking hours tinkering with one, or sometimes more, of his projects. 4I’s greatest weakness is that he has a very low tolerance for pain, as well as being nigh on useless in real battle and relying on Falcon and Fury to defend him; his greatest risk is using himself as a guinea pig for some of his experiments.
Appearance: The first thing many people notice about 4I is his cloud of dark, curly hair, which he is occasionally discontent with. Behind his rimless glasses are deep brown eyes, which never seem to be looking directly at something, but rather off into space in that general direction. He wears a lab coat, which in and of itself resembles a white version of Falcon’s black trench coat, over his usual street clothing of a light blue t-shirt and black jeans. When in casual situations, he habitually holds his left arm behind his back, like a reverse Napoleon. Neither he nor anyone else knows why he does this.
Weapons: None.
Special Powers: None.
Quote: “Please tell me you didn’t just say what I think you just said.”
Last edited by 4I Falcon; Nov 26, 2004 at 07:16 AM.
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