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#381
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:28 PM
Name: Barret Sender
Call-sign: "Poison"
Age: 45
Allegiance: Black Widow Company (Off-shoot of Wolf's Dragoons)
Mech: VND-1R Vindicator
Brief History:
Known for ruthless efficacy, Barret followed closely behind Natasha Kerensky in several operations. He is a battle hardened warrior who know's who he is, what he is, and where he comes from. He's taken his reputation to heart, and revels in putting people in their place, which is often underneath the foot of his VND-1R Vindicator. It's often said of Barret that he enjoys killing too much, and if not for being kept on a tight leash, this sociopath would be just as much a danger to his unit as he is to his enemy.
What is not known to many is Barret is a trueborn clan warrior, who's blood comes from the Clan Widow Maker's absorption into Clan Wolf. He harbours resentment towards the Brothers Wolf, as well as Clan Wolf, but has learned to bend his way of thinking to that of a true mercenary, making him a fallen-angel in the eyes of his freeborn comrades. Though he abides by clan law (For as much as the Wolfs Dragoons can under their guise), he is quick to find little exploits that really do formulate his Mercenary status.
Still, his skills can not be denied, even among his peers. He would follow Natasha Kerensky into the void and beyond should she hint at the inkling to do so, who he views as a fellow Clanswoman of Widow Maker.
Psychological Profile:
Barret is a textbook case of being a sociopath.
Just as likely to kill someone for issuing orders as he is to follow them, Barret is often under supervision, or as they call the guardian, a 'Leash'.
He is also a compulsive gambler, though often times is found cheating, and more often places bets that involve personal harm to the participants. One of his favorite ways to solve a dispute is through the old Terra game of Russian Roulette, but of course the odds are stacked in Barret's favour in some manner or another, as he has never lost.
Barret is also an improvisational weapon smith of sorts. Everything he sees in arms reach has a lethal application, and it can only be deduced that in his perspective, everyone is equally armed. Once facing a Tactical Officer for the Solaris City Police Department who used Myomer to enhance and replace his ligaments, Barret used the car battery of the Officer's own vehicle to electrocute him. While the shock may have only stunned a normal individual, Barret counted on how Myomer works, and the electrical charge was enough to activate all the Officer's artificial ligaments, straining against themselves in a single instance, which in turn destroyed the Officer's spine, torn out several ligaments, and the ones that did hold broke bone, leaving the Officer on the ground helpless and in complete agony. The Officer was found with his face peeled off with what looked like a sharpened bit of aluminum torn from his car door. The officer is currently retired and living in a rest home after being released from the force due to Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Barret often makes a point to keep some kind of prize from his encounters. His mech to date has fourty-one stenciled faces on it's leg, each one from another victim who's face he took for that express purpose.
In his sleep he dreams of some of the most graphic ways to kill someone, and it offers him arousal. He has described at length the removal of internal organs using his teeth, and how he is lulled to sleep with the memories of past triumphs that ended in several grizzly deaths of several friends and foes. To him, the simple spectacle of death has become such a standard that it has become monotonous, and that only the screams make his job at all interesting.
What puts Barret at odds with himself is his ideals of debt. He is often paying out large portions of his free income from his tenure as a Mercenary towards non-combat relatives of lance mates who have died in battle. Though why this is can often be considered a mystery.
#382
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:46 PM
MacabreDerek, on 02 August 2012 - 12:28 PM, said:
Yup, you're one of the people I was waiting for. You can either show up at the morning briefing, or meet us at the LZ.
#383
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:47 PM
Oh and welcome back Derek!!!
And on a side note, I'd never thought I'd be happy to say it, but I'm glad to see you brought Berret with you...
*shivers*
Edited by Thom Frankfurt, 02 August 2012 - 12:48 PM.
#384
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:48 PM
Hell, I'd probably do that myself.
#385
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:49 PM
Edited by Xinaoen, 02 August 2012 - 12:49 PM.
#386
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:50 PM
Edited by Rasengetsu, 02 August 2012 - 12:51 PM.
#387
Posted 02 August 2012 - 12:59 PM
But welcome Derek !
#389
Posted 02 August 2012 - 01:05 PM
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#394
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:04 PM
And now, to the real subject! The RP!
Edited by Rasengetsu, 02 August 2012 - 02:04 PM.
#395
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:23 PM
So, who has any RPing to happen before the next day or shall we all quietly fade away from each other and regroup at the morning briefing? If Dirk wasn't such a quiet character, I'd be inclined to wander round asking the others what they thought and trying to size them up...
#396
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:24 PM
#397
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:30 PM
#398
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:32 PM
Dirk's probably just going to get something to eat (I'm kind of debating having someone else carry his wallet so he doesn't buy **** at random and end up broke) and hang around the rest of the Quartet. I'll try to field questions if I can, but I may not have time. Why do I keep checking E-Mail when I just know I'll get distracted...
#399
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:34 PM
Edited by Vodkavaiator, 02 August 2012 - 02:35 PM.
#400
Posted 02 August 2012 - 02:39 PM
As Lyran as it'd be I'm not going to send Meredith out to scout in her Atlas..
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