Name : Glade Blackrose
Species : Reploid
Class : Basic Merc
Concept : Survivor / Warrior
Rank : Rookie
Advantages :
Common Sense
Self-Confidence
Daredevil
Sixth Sense
Disadvantages :
Absent Minded
Weapons :
Beam Saber - Green blade.
Plasma Rocket - A rocket that is fired from about the same
thing as a plasma buster and explodes with the same ferocity of a plasma grenade.
Plasma Darts - Metal darts that are coated in burning plasma.
Multiple darts can be fired at once because of their size.
Speacial Abilities / Accessories :
Master Swordsman - Glade has mastered several forms of fighting with his beam saber
because his master viewed it as a form of beauty, if deadly, and not many could match him for skill.
Plasma Boots - A blast of plasma from the bottom of his boot
that can propel him farther than he could jump normally. The blasts are just about the
equivalancy of a plasma grenade, concentrated to nullify the blast radius. They are used in
bursts of power.
Alternator - Glade can re-route his systems to pump more power
into certain things than usual. Such as he can pump his speed up at the cost of strength.
Appearance -
Glade is one that generally stays out of the group, unless their
actions actually are useful. He is always calm, like a glade in the woods, and
the only ferocity that you ever see from him is when he is in battle. Even
then everything he does is cool and measured, though sometimes it will seem
like he is insane in some of his methods. His armor is more of a mural than
any thing else, though it is still fully functional armor. On it is painted
a 3-D glade, and vines seem to be growing on top of the picture and
blooming black roses. All of these things point to how he acquired his name.
History -
Glade was made by a scientist that had a large infatuation with the
forest.
The scientist build Glade in order to have a tapestry of nature to
follow
him around at all times, and serve as a body gaurd. But as humans do,
the
creator of this marvelous machine soon grew old and died. Glade made
sure to
take the body to a place that his creator would have always like to go,
the
forest. Glade also found a black rose to lay on his creators grave, and
then
he had to find his own way in life. So going from city to city he tried
to
find a place for himself. Time after time he was forced to fight in
battle
after battle.
Tiring of being alone in this world of chaos Glade decided to seek out
some
aquantances that may someday become friends. Time after time, though,
he
failed. His weapons always made him a target of warriors looking to
make a
name for themselves. Only slowly he gathered a name for himself
instead. He
had though many times about forsaking the weapons that he carried in
order
to find a more peaceful existance, but the fact remained that they had
much
sentement with them. They reminded him of his creator, he had given
these
things to Glade and he was not about to get rid of them or stop
carrying
them.
So taking the only course of action left to him, he searched out a
place
that could use his services. He started off by working with the
Hunters,
which he found too confining and decided to leave them. Immediately he
was
marked as a Hunter turned maverick and soon became hunted himself. Then
he
found the only place a hunted man really fit in. It was a mercinary
group.
Here he joinded the ranks of the Freelance Reploids and found a place
that
amazingly felt like home to him. Little did he know what was in store
for
him when he joined, and that all along his creator had meant this path
for
him. He had been, afterall, under contract of them to build weapons. So
he
had installed a chip in Glade to have him secretly search this place
out,
and once found have the feeling of home envelope it.
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