Coldshort's Company Character Thread, Post your character! Options

[Dantrag]

Post your characters here. Please don't clutter the thread with comments; that's what the planning thread is for. Post character sheets only, so we can have a nice, neat reference.

NOTE: for those not involved in the original planning, check the planning thread for available classes/roles if you would like to join in.

Here's the Format
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Name
Gender
Age
Race
Appearance
Skills
Weapons
History/Background

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Name: Keara

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Race: Caucasian

Appearance: Long black hair, dim grey eyes, and a thin, wiry body (likely from heavy chem use). Wears an old pair of jeans and a faded grey t shirt. Carries a pair of binoculars as well.

Skills:
Energy Weapons
Sneak
Lockpick
Survival

Weapons: Laser Rifle, Plasma pistol, switchblade.

History and Background:
Keara is both the youngest and newest member of the group. She was recruited a year ago after being caught trying to steal from Coldshort's crew. Instead of punishing her, Laura made her an offer she couldn't refuse.

Keara has a long criminal history, considering her age. Not too long ago, she was employed as a caravan guard for a man named Doc Hoff, who dealt in chems. A hopeless jet addict, Keara couldn't resist stealing her own employer's merchandise. She was not only fired, but stripped of everything she owned and left for dead. It wasn't long before the Regulators heard of her deeds, so she stayed out in the wastes, slowly trying to regain her place in the world.

It was not long after this that she happened across Coldshort's Company. She had no caps, no clothes, and no weapons, so she decided to try her luck robbing them while they rested. Laura caught her, and instead of turning her in to the Regulators, suggested that she pay off her debts by working with the mercs as a scout.

She got no pay at first, as penance for her attempted theft, but now she is on the 'payroll', and has obtained some new equipment.

Keara is probably the least 'honorable' member of the group, and is known to be very opportunistic. She is still on the run from the Regulators (which she has kept secret from the rest of the group), she has problems with authority (with the exception of Laura, who she feels indebted to), and is highly dependent on chems. Her best friend is her dog, Lucky, a black lab that has tagged along with her since her early teens.

[jack cloudy]

Name: Jonathan Guntherson
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Role: Mechanic/techguy
Race: Caucasian

Appearance:
Jonathan is a somewhat short man with a thin frame. black hair mixed with grey struggles to cover his skull and fight the encroaching baldness. He also has a thin moustache and a long goatee. Other than his physical attributes, Jonathan is characterized by his tathered and stained labcoat, the toolbelt around his waist and the pair of glasses he always wears. His glasses used to have actual lenses, but they broke at some point and he’s never found a suitable replacement.

Skills:
Repair (high)
Improvised construction (basically, for coming up with new ways to attach things to other things.)
Small arms (Very Low)
Eyesight (poor at long distances)

Weapons:
A heavily modified stapler.
Cons: Next to real weapons it hits like a big mosquito, is useless against even reasonably thick clothing and it can barely go out beyond stonethrowing range and even there its accuracy is lousy.
Pros: lots and lots of ammo.
.32 pistol, just one bullet left, usually stored in an inside pocket of his labcoat

History:
Jonathan was born in a village which was located next to a prewar industrial sector. While the factories had been silenced due to lack of raw materials, replacement parts and a lack of a market, the machinery proved to be a treasure trove for the postwar scavengers. Growing up amongst his peers, Jonathan learned what parts were salvageable, how to built crazy mechanisms out of random scrap and how to avoid getting his head cracked by an ancient steel press. Unfortunately, his own gang of scavengers weren’t the only ones interested in the plant as rival groups both from within the settlement and outside all tried to stake their claim. As a result, over the years the village shriveled till only a handful of survivors were left.

Not willing to stay and die for a lost cause, Jonathan simply gathered the few possessions he could carry, bid farewell to his contraptions and left. His travels led him to Megaton, where his skills as a mechanic were well appreciated. Still, he never quite liked the town and over the two decades he spent there he became increasingly bored. Not enough opportunity to get new toys to fix, as he’d always say. So when he heard of the small mercenary gang that was looking for some more hands, he joined up. In his mind, Coldshort’s Company offered the opportunity to find new mechanisms to tinker with and while anyone could shoot a gun, if no one was around to maintain them, they wouldn’t be shooting for long.