Name: Gideon "Mad Jack" Stroeheim
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Height: 6'4
Weight: 200 pounds
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Appearance: See attached file
Other Information: Cybernetically enhanced, as he wears a near complete exosuit on his arms, legs and torso and over his mouth. to help counteract the effects of High G Forces. The mouthpiece can mechanically move itself from his face to the sides. (Think Jetstream Sam from MGR)
Likes: Tinkering with large mechanical objects, flying around at high speeds, and of course we cannot forget EXPLOSIONS (yes it must be all capitalized).
Dislikes: Terrorists, most of the noble class.
Themes: Any track from the Metal Gear Rising OST, depending on present mood.
Hobbies: Mechanic work and wargaming.
Biography: Allow me to tell you a story. Gideon was born to a rather prolific Lunarian Noble House. As such he was instilled with a sense of honor and pride. However that would unfortunately be the only things he had managed to gain. His family had many, many plans for him, almost all of which he did not want. As such, he would run away. Managing to sneak aboard a transport vessel headed for Earth. He wouldn't look back.
Not even a month had passed before he heard news that his family had been killed. The media reported it as a tragic accident, but who knows? Nome can really say for certain other than the family home was bombed to oblivion. At this point, he had nowhere else to go, no family and no home. At least, not until he found the Terra Sentinels, to which he joined up and, for a time, considered them the family he needed.
At least, up until the recent acts of terror of which he would not abide. At this point, throughout the long years in service with the Sentinels, he would find himself piloting a jet capable of both air and space flight. Once he had heard the news come out, he silently made a decision to himself to abandon whatever cause this now newly declared Terror Group strode for.
After flying about for...who knows how long, he would pick up a warning signal of a nearby volcano erupting that would cause catastrophic damage should it blow it's top. At around the same time, he would receive another warning of...something, chasing after him at high velocity that most certainly wasn't friendly. This is when Gideon had a grand idea.
He dumped his entire ordinance payload into the volcano to detonate it. The damage wrought was vastly more that what it would have been, but it also did the trick in taking out whatever was after him. HOWEVER! Let it be known that his jet was carrying nuclear armaments in case if extreme emergency. And the volcano that was detonated was Yellowstone. The shock wave would be so tremendous however, that it would knock Gideon out, despite his suit. (NOTE: If I am needed to act this out, I will. Just say the word.)
When he awoke, he would find himself somewhere else. It looked to be a temple of some kind. It was hot, very hot even. There would be various braziers lit up with a fire that never burnt out and the walls were painted floor to ceiling with various murals depicting the conquests of a Fire God. Speaking of conquests, various artifacts were strewn about that were also depicted in said murals. Of course, while exploring around, Gideon's locator would place him at least a mile directly below the volcano. How in the world did he get here?
In asking himself this, he found his answer in a grand hall. Standing within this hall would be a massive machine wreathed in flames. The machine known as Granveil. A voice spoke to Gideon then, declaring himself to be Granva, the Elemental Lord of Fire that occasionally inhabits the machine in question. He had been observing Gideon and had declared him worthy for doing such a wild feat. This more or less puts us where he is now.
Oh, and Yellowstone? It didn't quite go up and take the continent with it. Granva would later explain shortly after his first introduction with Gideon that to prevent what would have been a world changing event, he stopped the eruption, and now there is a giant spire of rock sticking out of the approximate center of Yellowstone, reaching a fair distance into the sky.
Mobile Weapon: Granveil (inhabited by Granva as well as a panther familiar as normally depicted. Panther shall be named Cinder because I am unoriginal.)
Affiliation: Independent
Combat Style: Mixed
Strengths: Being good at all ranges, Gideon and Gravel can either cover the battlefield with flames or up close and personal in a one on one.
Weaknesses: While up close, multiple targets become much more difficult to deal with.
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Height: 6'4
Weight: 200 pounds
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Appearance: See attached file
Other Information: Cybernetically enhanced, as he wears a near complete exosuit on his arms, legs and torso and over his mouth. to help counteract the effects of High G Forces. The mouthpiece can mechanically move itself from his face to the sides. (Think Jetstream Sam from MGR)
Likes: Tinkering with large mechanical objects, flying around at high speeds, and of course we cannot forget EXPLOSIONS (yes it must be all capitalized).
Dislikes: Terrorists, most of the noble class.
Themes: Any track from the Metal Gear Rising OST, depending on present mood.
Hobbies: Mechanic work and wargaming.
Biography: Allow me to tell you a story. Gideon was born to a rather prolific Lunarian Noble House. As such he was instilled with a sense of honor and pride. However that would unfortunately be the only things he had managed to gain. His family had many, many plans for him, almost all of which he did not want. As such, he would run away. Managing to sneak aboard a transport vessel headed for Earth. He wouldn't look back.
Not even a month had passed before he heard news that his family had been killed. The media reported it as a tragic accident, but who knows? Nome can really say for certain other than the family home was bombed to oblivion. At this point, he had nowhere else to go, no family and no home. At least, not until he found the Terra Sentinels, to which he joined up and, for a time, considered them the family he needed.
At least, up until the recent acts of terror of which he would not abide. At this point, throughout the long years in service with the Sentinels, he would find himself piloting a jet capable of both air and space flight. Once he had heard the news come out, he silently made a decision to himself to abandon whatever cause this now newly declared Terror Group strode for.
After flying about for...who knows how long, he would pick up a warning signal of a nearby volcano erupting that would cause catastrophic damage should it blow it's top. At around the same time, he would receive another warning of...something, chasing after him at high velocity that most certainly wasn't friendly. This is when Gideon had a grand idea.
He dumped his entire ordinance payload into the volcano to detonate it. The damage wrought was vastly more that what it would have been, but it also did the trick in taking out whatever was after him. HOWEVER! Let it be known that his jet was carrying nuclear armaments in case if extreme emergency. And the volcano that was detonated was Yellowstone. The shock wave would be so tremendous however, that it would knock Gideon out, despite his suit. (NOTE: If I am needed to act this out, I will. Just say the word.)
When he awoke, he would find himself somewhere else. It looked to be a temple of some kind. It was hot, very hot even. There would be various braziers lit up with a fire that never burnt out and the walls were painted floor to ceiling with various murals depicting the conquests of a Fire God. Speaking of conquests, various artifacts were strewn about that were also depicted in said murals. Of course, while exploring around, Gideon's locator would place him at least a mile directly below the volcano. How in the world did he get here?
In asking himself this, he found his answer in a grand hall. Standing within this hall would be a massive machine wreathed in flames. The machine known as Granveil. A voice spoke to Gideon then, declaring himself to be Granva, the Elemental Lord of Fire that occasionally inhabits the machine in question. He had been observing Gideon and had declared him worthy for doing such a wild feat. This more or less puts us where he is now.
Oh, and Yellowstone? It didn't quite go up and take the continent with it. Granva would later explain shortly after his first introduction with Gideon that to prevent what would have been a world changing event, he stopped the eruption, and now there is a giant spire of rock sticking out of the approximate center of Yellowstone, reaching a fair distance into the sky.
Mobile Weapon: Granveil (inhabited by Granva as well as a panther familiar as normally depicted. Panther shall be named Cinder because I am unoriginal.)
Affiliation: Independent
Combat Style: Mixed
Strengths: Being good at all ranges, Gideon and Gravel can either cover the battlefield with flames or up close and personal in a one on one.
Weaknesses: While up close, multiple targets become much more difficult to deal with.
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