Post by Toriji on May 8, 2008 17:50:47 GMT -5
Name: Max Renzor
Age: 42
Gender: male
Timelne: Modern
Power level: 2
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance: Muscular build, short frame. Spiked black hair and SWAT style body armor and camo.
Personality: Confident in himself, and brotherly in his interactions with others. He likes to protect people, but make them think they are doing it for themselves.
History: He has been a Marine since the age of 18. He fought countless battles over the years and finally earned the title of General just as the alien threat reared his head.
As the godesses appeared, he was angered by their sacred beasts and sought to fiht without their help. He trained with the other pilots in his unique quadriped unit. He stays behind in the fights lending assistance to those on the front lines, just as he had in the days before the war.
War Machine: Quadripedal: it is arachniod in shape, with a two-sectioned body, one pair of legs coming from each section. Because of its size, the cockpit only takes up a small ammout of space on the front section.
Rear section: two heavy artillery units with a fire rate of two shells a minute, the underside has a smal docking station for ally airships to refuel and reload up to ten times.
Front section: Four .50 cal turrets operated by an auto-lock system that is fairly accurate. The underside carries multiple heat-seeking missle neworks, for taking out faster aircraft. They are only semi-tracking.
Weaknesses: He is human and can easily be killed. His war machine is a large target and hard to manuver.
Age: 42
Gender: male
Timelne: Modern
Power level: 2
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance: Muscular build, short frame. Spiked black hair and SWAT style body armor and camo.
Personality: Confident in himself, and brotherly in his interactions with others. He likes to protect people, but make them think they are doing it for themselves.
History: He has been a Marine since the age of 18. He fought countless battles over the years and finally earned the title of General just as the alien threat reared his head.
As the godesses appeared, he was angered by their sacred beasts and sought to fiht without their help. He trained with the other pilots in his unique quadriped unit. He stays behind in the fights lending assistance to those on the front lines, just as he had in the days before the war.
War Machine: Quadripedal: it is arachniod in shape, with a two-sectioned body, one pair of legs coming from each section. Because of its size, the cockpit only takes up a small ammout of space on the front section.
Rear section: two heavy artillery units with a fire rate of two shells a minute, the underside has a smal docking station for ally airships to refuel and reload up to ten times.
Front section: Four .50 cal turrets operated by an auto-lock system that is fairly accurate. The underside carries multiple heat-seeking missle neworks, for taking out faster aircraft. They are only semi-tracking.
Weaknesses: He is human and can easily be killed. His war machine is a large target and hard to manuver.