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Basic Information:
Name: Dodd,Lake
Age: Twenty-Three
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Affiliation: Troy/Lycia
Rank: Captain
Mecha/Mobile Suit/Pilot's suit color: Blue/light blue


Appearance:
Height: 6ft 9in
Weight: 136lb.
Physical build:Thin, but more Toned the Boney.
Hair: Red, Bright red.
Eyes: Green
Casual clothing: Lake wears What is shown in the pic.
Uniform:
Tattoos/Markings/Scars/Piercings:

Mental Profile and Background:
Personality: Lake is a reckless guy. Even though he hates war he will do anything to wound the enemy, but he will never kill them. Lake will do anything in orrder to make somebody laugh. When dealing with war he is serious but in other things hes lose and care-free.

Likes:(optional)
1. Candy
2. Sweets
3. Soda
4. Junk food
5. Laughing
Dislikes:(optional)
1. Death
2. Annoying people.
3. Killing
4. Idiots
5. War

Biography:
(Minimum of two paragraphs. Childhood and early years are optional but be sure to narrate your road to where you are now and any accomplishments allong the way. Remember, the EA have been fighting for years, whereas Troy has been building themselves up.)

Ambitions:
Even though Lake hates war he is fighting to end it. He would love more then anything to escape from the war and live on a lifeless planet.


(( I'll get the Bio in a sec I got to go.))

Basic Information:
Name: Dettman, Alistair
Age: Nineteen.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Undisclosed
Affiliation: Earthen Alliance
Rank: Lieutenant
Mecha/Mobile Suit/Pilot's suit color: White/Red

Appearance:
Height: Six foot, four inches.
Weight: One-hundred and Eighty-two pounds.
Physical build: Toned.
Hair: A full head of messily styled, shoulder length jet black hair.
Eyes: A shade of green that the only the purist of emeralds hold.
Casual clothing: Alistair - when not suited for battle, can be found wearing pretty much anything that he picks up that particular morning. He tends to dress as his friend "Achilles" does, slipping on whatever feels comfortable rather than what appeals to the eye. While his choice in clothing is undisciplined, he manages to clean up very well when the need arises.

When he does pick his out his clothing specifically, however, he has shown to have a fondness of leather and dark colors. Alistair also has a great liking of goggles, usually possessing a pair loosely hanging about the base of his neck.

Uniform: ((Didn't really know what to do here... D: )) Standard Earthen Alliance uniform, altered slightly for personal preference.
Tattoos/Markings/Scars/Piercings: N/A

Mental Profile and Background:
Personality: Alistair is a fun-loving individual, who is always willing to crack a joke at something or someone. While he is light-hearted for the most part, during battle his personality dramatically shifts into one that is extremely eager to do his part. While usually operating on one of Axel's flanks, "Patroclus" can largely be counted upon to hold his own and then some.

Likes:(optional)
1. Comedy.
2. Delicious food.
3. The occasional drink.
4. The thrill of battle.
5. Being around allies.
Dislikes:(optional)
1. Poorly cooked food.
2. Poorly delivered punchlines.
3. Being ignored.
4. Performing poorly in battle.
5. Feeling unappreciated.

Biography:
Alistair was born into the noble classes of Earth, his father being an owner of a major player in the weapons manufacturing industry and his mother being an important politician within the ruling of the Earthen Alliance. Needless to say, neither were able to be around for the raven-headed boy as he grew up. This caused Alistair to live a very sheltered life, his youth spent being catered to by the miniature army of servants that his parents garrisoned within their villa.

This life that the boy lived for so long left him with a strong feeling of wanderlust. This desire eventually pushed him to enlist within the EA as a mobile suit pilot, an occupation that he soon grew to enjoy greatly. He started off slow, but quickly learned how to pilot a mech with great expertise. It wasn't long before Alistair worked his way into the famed Myrmidon Squadron, and came to befriend and idolize the leader "Achilles". He learned much from the other man, and frequently found himself envious of his skill.

Ambitions:
Alistair ultimately wants to help bring victory to the Earthen Alliance. His most prevalent desire after that is to be recognized as an asset for the EA. He largely wants this view to be held by his close friend and mentor "Achilles".

“Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.”

Basic Information:
Name: ________, Calista
Age: Twenty-Four
Gender: X-Chromosome
Sexuality: Straight
Affiliation: The Lunar Colony
Rank:
Mecha/Mobile Suit/Pilot's suit color: N/A


Appearance:
Height: Five-feet, Four Inches
Weight: One-hundred, Twenty-Five Pounds
Physical build: Delicate in her own right, with toned muscular legs and torso from many years of dance class.
Hair: A deep, rich color of rouge.
Eyes: Glorified dragon green
Casual clothing: Most of the time, depending on what is going on, Calista is dressed like a proper lady should, in fine linens with dark colors ranging from ebony to a light gray, often times adorned with emerald trimmings and lace, to match her deep red hair.
Uniform: N/A
Tattoos/Markings/Scars/Piercings: Calista has a tattoo on her back that her father is not aware she has that depicts a water pond filled with lilies and coy. It consumes the entirety of her back and shoulders, just above her backside.

Mental Profile and Background:
Personality: Beauty can only be taken at face value, in the end, one must have a strong sense of self and a character design that, in the end, brings many people to liking you. Calista is aware of this truth of life, but does know that her good looks are a blessing and utilizes the tools God had given her at birth. Calculating, in that she knows where and when to use her personal charms and when not to. A strong woman, she is always having issues with fighting back her personal ambitions and desires and recognize what is most important in her life. Though not related to him through blood, Calista turned out to be more like the man that raised her every day. Ambitions mean everything to her, without them, she would cease to function in life, be just another beautiful face in a sea of chaos. Though a rare beauty, she was also forced into the most prestigious schools and is often considered rather intellectual, in that she can hold her own in a conversation, however, she knows nothing about war nor what to do in one.

Likes:
1. Swimming
2. Dancing
3. Reading
4. Star Gazing
5. Running
Dislikes:
1. War
2. Being treated as if she is unintelligent.
3. Being stared at
4. Her weaknesses
5. When the Lunar Colonies talk badly about her husband. (He is still a great man regardless)

Biography:
It is stated that all beautiful people in the universe have lived gilded lives. Jaded and spoiled, for Calista, that never was the case. Her father was a third generation delegate and strategic specialist, in that his father, and his father before him had monopolized the position for many a generation. Wise, intellectual and brilliant that they were, they were also very vain, believing themselves to be amongst Gods for such gracious gifts, such as intellectual conscious thought. It was an all around wealthy family, but had been earned through years of service to the Earthean Alliance and pure unadulterated loyalty. During his later twenties, Calista's father married a young woman, another delegate's child, whom would bring two wealthy and powerful families together.

However happy the couple seemed in present company, home life painted a completely different and darker picture, especially after Calista's father became Prime Minister of England, where the entire family had originated. His passion was not for home life, but more his position as Parliament elected Prime Minister, which kept him away for many weeks at a time, leaving his wife at home to saunter about the house alone. They had been trying the entire year to conceive a child, of any gender at this rate, but to no avail. The mother's patience wearing thin, in that she was extremely fertile, but her husband would not go to the doctor to find out if he was capable of having children. During one of his away meetings, an ex-member of Parliament came by the mansion in Lancaster to visit his old friend, only to find his lonely wife who invited him in for tea. Which ultimately turned into a passionate affair that a month later, got her pregnant. Furious, the father threatened to divorce his cheating wife, but at the demand of the church to remain married, and upon the birth of Calista, he changed his mind.

She was the most beautiful child he had ever laid eyes upon, and in the instant he looked down at the newborn in his hands, he knew he could not turn away from such innocence, and hid the documentation away and made Calista his daughter, burying the affair into dust that quickly blew away by the winds of History. She grew up believing the Prime Minister her father, growing ever more closer to him than her own biological mother. The pair were inseparable, and she went away with him on trips, the mother staying home to continue her love affairs after the married pair began sleeping in separate beds. Calista learned everything that needed to be known about politics at a young age, often helping her father memorize his speeches by holding out cards until ungodly hours of night. He was her pride and joy.

When Calista came of age, she had grown into the most lovely creature their family could have hoped for. At the age of twenty, her father got her a job as a member of Parliament after many strings had been pulled, which got her recognition and limelight. It is during this time as a Parliamentary servant that Calista met her future husband, having little to no idea what they would be destined to unite their families under one name. (The actual marriage to Menelaus will be written when his character has been created.... check back later for that part of the story, I apologize for the inconvenience this may be)

Ambitions:

Basic Information:
Name:Helzero, Leon
Age:29
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Strait
Affiliation:Earthen Alliance
Rank: Commander
Mecha/Mobile Suit/Pilot's suit color:Red, Green, goldish-bronze (This is the color scheme used to identify yourself in battle. Ex: Achilles would wear a gold/white suit in combat. Hector would wear a Blue/white suit. Matching accents and markings will also be found on your Mech/Mobile suit to identify it as yours.


Appearance:
Height:Six feet five inches
Weight: 200lbs
Physical build:Built
Hair:Red
Eyes:Green
Casual clothing:A dark green suit with a red undershirt and a yellow tie.
Uniform: A red and bronze uniform commanders uniform
Tattoos/Markings/Scars/Piercings:One scar that runs down his left eye; a reminder of his days as a footsoldier.

Mental Profile and Background:
Personality: Leon always beleived in giving everything one hundred and ten percent worth of effort. Always one to persue everything he does with an over-abundance of zeal, he doesen't know the meaning of 'hold back'. Leon, in many ways, is like a dog (as one of his commanders said when he was just a corporal) he is loyal, loving to those he loves, and vicious to those he hates. His drive and unyeilding conviction often rubs off on his troops, making them not only the deadliest of warriors, but some of the best of citizens. Leon also believes that most, if not all, problems can be solved through fighting. The fights could be anything: a simple contest, a fist fight, a debate (though he thinks those are too boring), or even, war.

Likes:
1. Fighting
2. People who always give 110%
3. Giving 110% in everything he does
4. Anything he does in general
5. His pet coyote, Ginger
Dislikes:
1. Lazy people
2. His enemies
3. Parasites
4. People who give up
5. Bullies

Biography:
Everyone has their own quirks, right? From the moment a person dies to the very second they were born, and most times, even before that! For Leon Helzero, his quirks started when his parents met. His dad was a real A-hole and his mom was... not much better. When he was born, his parents promised themselves to be the best they could when raising their child. They were actually doing very good, that is, until Leon was five.
His mom died during some shady business, and his dad, a thug, a criminal, a theif, and one lazy jerk, basically went back into his habits that he all but forgot long ago. Though he was one bad jerk, he never intended to be one to his child, so he sent him to bootcamp; a jesture of kindness that he knew he would never be able to show again. Bright side is, is that Leon doesn’t even remember any of this crap, so the only impression that Leon ever got was that lazyness was bad, a trait that both his parents showed and refused to let their son show.
So young Leon went to boot camp, and it was there that he spent his entire youth. He met a man there, a man who quickly became his father figure. He was adopted, and therin received a life that would be acceptable by regular human standards... as far as living half his life in the bootcamp would allow for normal, that is. Leon slowly but surely grew to become all that could be wanted by the military.
After he graduated colledge, he went back to basic training, mainly as a formality, and then was shipped off to the next war that the Earth was put in. With bravery and valor Leon fought, and by the end of the war, he was a Commander. Some, namely his adoptive brother, tried to get Leon to become an officer, but he politely declined all invitations, and always with these same words: “If I become an officer, then I won’t be able to go one hundred ten percent!” Eventually, they all gave up.
One thing they did manage to accomplish, is to have him train and command an elite fighting force called ‘Spartans’. Leon agreed, loving the idea of having others go one hundred ten percent as well. His subordinates, however, didn’t like the idea all to well. Things got even better, for Leon, when he met a girl named Calista. He had met her during one of those parliamentary deals in England, one of those things that his adoptive brother always pulled him to. Yes, she was beutiful, but that wasn’t what struck him the most. Maybe it was the way she walked, maybe it was the way she talked, but either way, he saw her as one of those people that persued their ambitions with all they could muster. So he approached her, and they talked.
Apparently, their familys were rivals (who knew?). His family was a bunch of war mongers, profiting from all kinds of weapons development; plus having connections way up in the chain of command. Calista’s were aristocrats, members of the English parliament. Leon didn’t know exacly why they were rivals himself, but he did know that it had something to do with control over companys or such. Ah well, he didn’t care, he was in love.

Ambitions:
On a strickly business level, it’s just Leons job to lead his troops to victory. On a personal level, he wants to teach Troy more than just a few lessons about betrayal and stealing peoples’ wives. In the end, his main objective is to get Calista back, and to keep his vows of love that he made when they first got married.