» Francis Ivanov // CATAPULT «
Unlikely Super Soldier, LL2
[ SKILL TRIGGERS ]
STAY COOL (+2), EMPATHIZE WITH/SENSE MISFORTUNE (+2), APPLY FISTS TO FACES (+2),
GET SOMEWHERE QUICKLY (+4), SURVIVE (+2)
[ GEAR ]
Assault Hardsuit, Medium A/C, Medium Signature
Dataplating, Wilderness Survival Kit, Tertiary Arm
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[ TALENTS ]
BRAWLER 2
JUGGERNAUT 2
EXEMPLAR 1
[ LICENSES ]
HA NAPOLEON 2
[ MECH ]
«OTHER PEOPLE'S MONEY»
HA NAPOLEON
H: 2 A: 2 S: E: 0 SIZE: 1/2
STRUCTURE: 4/4 HP: 13/13 ARMOR:2
STRESS: 4/4 HEAT: 0/8 REPAIR: 4/4
ATK BONUS: +1 TECH ATK:0 LTD BONUS: 0
SPD: 5 EVA: 10 EDEF: 8 SENS: 5 SAVE: 12
[ WEAPONS ]
Main Mount: Charged Blade
Heavy Mount: Segment Blade (Phase-Ready)
[ SYSTEMS ]
Stasis Bolt, Stasis Generator, Stasis Barrier,
Personalization
Right so being a super soldier sounds badass right? Well, it's really more of a journey I'd say. I was not even supposed to participate on one of Harrison Armory's Experimental projects. A friend of mine, real hardcore beefy dude was supposed to be it. But then one night, we got outrageously drunk and ended up switching bunks. Then the next morning this group of pasty white and antsy aides and their gorilla helpers barged into my friend's bunk like The Ghosts of the Second Committee themselves were after them.
Turned out the project was behind schedule and the deadline was imminent, they wanted to push to human trials right away. They were too panicked to notice I wasn't the man they wanted, and I was too hungover to protest. One thing lead to another and I was strapped to the chair and then I passed out. When I woke up I became a tall stack of muscles and meat, like in those from the stories. Problem was, that was all I got, which was hardly worth the budget.
It's extremely humorous now, but I didn't find it so funny back then. Nobody did really. To cover up the embarrassment I was paid to keep my mouth shut and continued to work for HA's Security, but eventually, I didn't want to take my chances. You never know, some other dumb aide might trip one day needle in hand and stick another serum my ass. I then spent some time working for the Union's Economic Bureau.
Let me tell you. Breaking into labs and Corpo places hanging people for their overdue taxes and broken budgets was cathartic. But that didn't last long until my branch of the Bureau became too timid to do that sort of stuff. So I went my own way and became a hired mercenary muscle for various groups.
Well that's life, I dont let it keep me down.