Name: Ace Cloudrunner Age: 31 Gender: Male Height: 6' 1" Weight: 180 lbs. Eye Color: Violet Hair Color: White Hair Style: Long strait hair that reaches the back Occupation: none Nationality: 50 % American and 50% British descent Birthplace: N/A at the moment Birthdate: October 13, 3344 Orbital Frame: Jehuty Angelsite Hobbies: Gardening, reading, self-analysis Likes: Quietness, Flowers, Dark clothing Dislikes: War, Human Trash, Orbitel Frames Clothing/Appearance: Dark clothing with a large black trench coat and a cross neckless Strongest Skill: Sword combat Weakest Skill: fighting with his past, and keeping his sanity Past: At the age of eleven. I remember, the bodies burning in the raging incubator. I remember staring in shock as the pain-filled screaming bodies burned to the ground. It was like Armageddon had painted it�s picture over us. I remember being dragged away by my parents as the fiery hell came closer. I remember how they reached thier hands out to me as I was being pulled away. They joined the souls that had been engulfed in the art of Hell. I remember, crying until it was hard to breathe, as the transport drove farther away from where my parents grave stood. I remember, the thought of guilt in my heart, that made me wish I was kinder to them ....I wish I could have told them good-bye. But the lack of being able to turn back time left me with the grim truth. Life will go on as it has been written and can not be changed. I remember, waking up in a civilian transport, just to cry some more and pretend it was all a dream. I remember sitting in a dark corner of the ship as the sadness had changed into a dark hate, hate. Only now I knew what real hate was as it consumed my body, changing my soul, facial expressions and way of thinking. Only now, I would be scarred for life. Tomorrow will behold another day. Only now, tomorrow would only become worse as each new tomorrow came. I remember, Revenge was all I wanted. Revenge on that sick twisted man who took what life offered me and gave me only the gift of severe depression. I remember, arriving on a colony named Red Orion wondering if this is how a 12 year old boy should feel, but the wonder never lasted for long, because of the hate overshadowing it. I remember a man, a man that gave me the chance of revenge. A chance for a new life. A chance to be someone. Only later would I know that the only thing I would achieve, was to become a cold-blooded murderer. I remember the man's face as he would smile at me. I remember how it would give me the feeling of uncanny and discomfort to be around him. The only thing keeping me by his side was his words of conquest, bravery and the new life he promised to offer me. I remember, a boy my age, who was my friend and comrade. His name was Eathes Mascaro. I remember the happiness in his eyes as the man commended him on his hard tasks in his training that he had completed. At the age of 13 I remembered all the young men and women who had made it through the hard training the man put them through. I remember how proud I felt to be one of them. I remember the smile on my face when the man told me I was to become a leader. I remember the man�s gift to me. An Orbital Frame whose name was Jenhuty. I gazed at the giant mechanical creature as it sat there in a kneeling position with mechanical angel wings folded on it�s back. The Man told me that the Frame would be mine and I will help lead at his side for an association called Blue Marz. Out of all my mistakes, venturing into the frame had to be the worst. The Orbital Frames were the work of the Devil himself. War and Hell was all they were good for... Class: C Type: Medium Head: Y-45 Wolf Head Shoulder Weapon: N/A Wings: Angel Wings Body type: Normal Defensive Measure: Shield Generator Arms: Normal Right Arm: Switchblade Left Arm: Energy Weapon 3 Legs: Flying Legs with skidding abilty Hand Held Weapon capacity: 3 Ammo Slots: 28 Computer: ADA
Hull: 110 Other Defense: Shield Generator (45) Total Defense: 110(45) Hull Integrity: 0% (almost totally destroyed)