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|Family (or Creators):||Shawn Reece (father) Status: MIA Christina Reece (mother) Status: Currently living in UOC|
|Organization:||Star Military of the Democratic Imperium of Nepleslia|
|Rank:||Private Third Class|
|Current Placement:||NSS Nerkat|
Shane Reece is a Player Character played by Reilly and was supposed to be involved in the NSS Nerkat plot.
Height: 5’11” Mass: 185lbs Measurements:
Build and Skin Colour: He has a slender frame and is not overtly muscular, but that in which he does have is extremely defined, especially his strong back, torso and abdomen physique from extensive lifting. His skin tone is a light tan in color.
Facial Features and Eye Colour: He has a strong chiseled face, with a square jaw. He has a thick black stubble on his cheeks and chin. His eyes are an electric blue; alert and intense. Though he wears a constant at ease expression.
Hair Colour and Style: He has jet-black, hair in a short buzz cut style.
Distinguishing Features: He has many, many small scars and scorch marks over his body, from: fights, welding and modifying his fighter. On his left cheek, starting just below his left eye, are two vertical scars. The twin scars look identical, save for the one closer to his ear being slightly longer and wider. There is a tattoo on his neck of a dotted line, and the words: “Cut Here” above his Adam’s apple.
Personality: He is a laid back person and enjoys having a good time, as long as it doesn’t interfere with his priorities. His job comes first: 1.) Annihilation of the enemy, 2.) safety of his fellow soldiers, 3.) the completion of an objective. Overall he is a kamakazi of sorts, preferring to take the enmy head on alone, so he doesn't have to worry himself over someone elses safety due to his actions. In his free time, when not honing his skills, working out, or making minor adjustments to his fighter, he likes to talk to beautiful women over a strong drink. He is a natural ladies’ man with rugged looks, a silver tongue, and a real romantic…rarely does he go home alone.
Likes: Flying at break neck speeds, adrenaline rushes, dog fighting, modifying his fighter, “quality” time with women, drinking, volunteering for dangerous missions. Dislikes: Arrogance/recklessness, disrespect to women, insubordination, cowardly behavior, and unnecessary actions (i.e. violence to innocents) Goals: He wants to become a renowned squadron commander and die in a blaze of glory to help turn the tides of war.
His father was a fighter/bomber pilot and was rarely home. His mother was an alcoholic and was unfaithful to her husband almost daily. Shane couldn’t stand being at home so he lived on the streets most of the time. For years he was mugged, threatened, and beaten on a daily basis. He managed to join with a small gang for protection.
Months went by and Shane learned to stick up for himself, fight back, get what he needed and even fire weapons from assault rifles to side arms. One day rival gangs attacked Shane and a fellow member in a back alley and were shot at with high caliber pistols. Shane tripped while running, which saved his life, because just as he did two rounds flew past his face, grazing his left cheek.
Once he got away, Shane ran home to find his mother strung out, completely intoxicated as usual. In her hand was a data-pad that told of Shane’s father dying a week earlier in an “unfortunate accident during a training exercise”. He didn’t bother to say anything, merely went to his room, packed clothes and essentials, and left the house. Shane went straight to the nearest enlistment building and put his name down for the Army, following his father’s footsteps.
Upon entering basic training Shane quickly rose to the top of his class, excelling in: Flight simulations, tactics, maneuvers, co-ordination/organizational group movements, and combat theory. He was determined to be great like he knew his father was, better even. Since piloting was and had been in his families blood for generations, Shane was about to prove he was worthy to uphold that tradition as well.
He didn’t receive full honors, due to his methods used. True he was brilliant, but when it came down to it, Shane always put his teams' safety first, often failing to complete objectives. He has recently graduated.
Shane’s primary instincts seemed to have been destined for the joystick. Flying in any situation is second nature to him. He is capable of taking in every detail/variable possible and reacts to it instantly in a complex maneuver and/or manner. He is especially adept at flying the N-F/A 01.
Shane is a decent chef of sorts. He really enjoyed culinary arts and decided to take a few lessons in his free time. He is exceptionally good at preparing meats and side dishes for meals worthy of three stars. Though he never really bothered to work on desserts.
Very capable of using, repairing, and adjusting radios. Trained in the use of code based communication and burst transmissions in his squadron, Shane can send and receive scrambled messages and decode them.
Shane learned to take apart, inspect, clean, adjust, fix, and replace every part of the N-F/A 01. He also has very vague knowledge of other fighters.
He is moderately skilled at using ship based computers to catalogue battle data, extract information, run diagnostics,simulate scenarios, and fill out post-mission reports
Shane, like his father, had a knack for designing ships, specializing in smaller crafts. He is currently developing schematics for his dream fighter.
Growing up in the slums of Nepleslia made keeping one's self alive. Shane learned quickly how to ensure he got the necessities, whether it be finding food and water, to defending himself, to constructing a shelter of sorts to keep warm. He also has an amazing sense of direction from weaving through streets during his childhood.
-Toothbrush, tube of
-Body Wash, bottle of
1 pair of identification tags, metal, with name and hometown
1 Canteen, 1 quart
1 AwesomeCorp DataJockey
1 Wallet with the Naval Corps Insignia plated on it.
Recieves payment of 50 DA a week.
|6,000 DA||Starting funds|