(I'll just throw this character sheet up and see what happens. )
Name; Duke Alexandr Credo
Age; 45
Apperance; A tall man appearing of twenty years. A slim mustache and goatee of black on his face, and hip length straight blonde hair. Several skull shaped beads and trinkets adorn the right side of his hair, making him look a bit of a pirate from a storybook where it not for his stiff-straight posture. He wears a leather trenchcoat jacket and wears a set of six tactical knives on his thighs strapped over his tactical pants. A small caliber pistol sits in the crook of his shoulder in a harness, hidden.
Personality; A gritty kind of man, morbid sense of humor. spends most of his social time trying to understand people. Sometimes his questions get a bit… awkward, but with a fatherly sort of presence, the middle-aged veteran pilot has almost never known a stranger.
Piloting style; aggressive mid range combat with a focus on strong singular maneuvers and one-hit
History/Bio; having been part of the noble house Credo, Alexandr never had any incentive to be a fighter. However he always had a spark of mayhem in his heart and would often get himself in trouble in the lower levels of the city of Avalon. However, upon returning from one of his adventures in his seventeenth year, he came home to news his father and uncle had killed eachother in a quarrel. Since that day, his family had been on the decline financially, and economically.
It was when he was twenty that his god machine called for him. The many walking cities marched onwards through the waste, next to a rather large dusty outcropping of hills and scrap metal. Stealing a vehicle, he drove out fromt eh cities as a large fight broke out between monstrosities and Mechs. Finding an open hatch in the middle of the scrapyard, Alexandr jumped in. "I hear you..Royal decree." The mech was silent for a moment before its cockpit closed firmly, sealing him in. four hours later, The white Duke rose from the scrapyard, chain hookshots tearing chunks out of the enemy. It wasn't glorious though. It was desperate. The white-hot plasma generators of the white duke seared his flesh from inside the cockpit, putting patterned burnmarks all over his body as he fought. The mech lost half its right arm in its first fight, and a good chunk of its leg, but the slow, strange tech of it's d-deus healing module brought it back to speed, and Alexandr cut his family ties, becoming a mercenary pilot.
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Name; The Royal Decree ( A.K.A>, The White Duke)
Weight Class: heavy
Offensive Equipment:
The archmage cannon- Electron excelerator sniper cannon.//class10—
--Mounted inside the chest unit, the archmage cannon has its main energy accelerator withint eh core generator of the mech, The right arm houses the barreling of the cannon, crunching down and becoming a solid unit that may only be fired at a 90 degree angle from the body. The archmage cannon shoots three round bursts at super-fast speeds. The intent of such a system is to force the super-accelerated plasma particles to bash into eachother once they connect with an object, resulting in a 1-2-3 impact that implodes the plasma reaction of the shot into a thermal explosion of intense heat. The cannons stability enhancer means it can reload in thirty seconds. However, unfurling the arm-cannon into an arm again takes more than a minute, making the mech completely vulnerable until the change back to normal mode is completed.
Thermal burner chain- Heavy alloy plasma charge chain-shot.//class3—
-- the main medium distance weapon of the Royal decree, the thermal burner chainshot is a system of built-in high-velocity ports all over the mechs core and forearms that are tipped in plasma-heated metal. Bursting out and able to be arched in slashing patterns before they are manually pulled back into the mech. It is unknown just how many chainports are built into the Royal decree, but more than fifty are suspected. Maximum length is estimated at .95 kilometers, though lengths vary dependant on location.
Grenadier launcher- Tier 4 'sticky grenade' dispenser.//class5-
--located on either hip, the launchers dispense a single, large energy grenade at a time, with a eight second program fuse, OR a burst-on-impact fuse. Both bombs are unsophisticated heavy explosives and produce a large amount of smoke(and occasionally, collateral damage)
Defensive Equipment:
Blastflare emitter- multi-spectrum Lightstrobe illuminator.//class4—
--A simple 'flare' effect blast to blind optic intakes and scatter reading for heat sensitive or direct vision controls. Also reprogrammable as a wicked set of colorful stage-lights. (LONG re-charge after full power use. Else the bulbs will blow and need replaced. Not fixable by the D-Deus module.
The sorcerers fist- Linear displacement module.//class 10—
--An energy charge field that nullifies the velocity, momentum, and energized direction of any substance or energy entering the field. Charged beforehand in either fist, the displacement module fills a circular, or 'shield' shaped field equal in size to the amount of chargetime applied. The fist has no known recharge downtime, as it has never been used at full force, only in small doses and infrequently to stop large projectiles and redirect them.
Support/Mobility Equipment:
Digi-destruct enhancement Utility system (D-Deus module).//class5—integrated metallic alloy 'regeneration' system that-overtime-can automatically repair main systems and re-fuse armor. A slow process only active when in low-power output mode.
Appearance
Any Additional Info: The Royal Decree has many integrated weapons systems That have not been 'unlocked' from it's technology yet. Probably never will.
