By Ryder Sarka
Universal Century 0085. It had been a year and a half since Ryder had joined the Titans, and things had changed for the newly promoted Lieutenant. No longer was he apart of a platoon. He belonged to the Pursuers, a special force within the Titans, and they were at the top of their class. The 8 Mobile Suit pilots apart of this squadron were all assigned to the Alexandria-class ship, the Excalibur. Ryder currently floated around in the hangar of this ship, waiting for it to dock into Konpei Island. Their next assignment was being kept from them, something the Lieutenant didn't enjoy. It never gave him enough time to prepare, but it did give him the extra challenge. However, Ryder already had enough of a challenge, considering he had an outdated mobile suit.
Most members of the team used the Hizack, one of the newer mobile suits, but Ryder was stubborn. He opted to stick with his GM Sniper II, along with another squad-mate, Gabriel. The Ensign loved his GM Quel, which made him an obvious choice to be Ryder's spotter on missions. The Titan watched as one of the Hizacks was being dismantled for spare parts. "It's sad to see her go." said a booming voice behind him. Ryder turned to see the Commander of the Pursuers. "But it's not every day you get to try a new mobile suit, huh?" Ryder smirked as he heard that comment. He knew the commander wished he would use something better, but time and time again, Ryder would refuse. "Well, I hope it works well, Dustin." He responded to the scarred individual. Suddenly, he heard the ship start to connect to the large space station. "That's our cue." said Dustin. "I'll meet you inside Solo- I mean Konpei Island, in room R17." He floated toward a nearby opening as Ryder watched. Every time he saw him, he was reminded of the mistake he made. That Gelgoog Marine haunted him...
Ryder zipped up his uniform and followed suit, but he knew he couldn't catch up. Dustin worked a million miles a minute as a commander and wanted to make sure everything would be ready for their meeting. He looked and saw his teammate. "Gabe!" he yelled out.
Full name: Artemis MacGriever
Faction: Neo Zeon
Rank: Chief Petty Officer
Sex: Transgender Female
Height: 5’7’’ (1.7m)
Weight: 124lb (56kg)
Hair: Dirty blond dyed neon green
Handiness: Right handed
Artemis is the most kind person most will ever meet. She loves everyone she meets unconditionally and acts as attentive as a mother to those she calls her friends. This even extends to foes she meets on the battlefield, more often than not she will try to disable rather than slay her foes.
Her main passions lie in mobile suits. Everything about them fascinate her and excite her. Maintaining them, repairing them, piloting them and sometimes customizing them. She even joined the Neo Zeon forces primarily due to the Zaku being her favorite family of mobile suits. In her opinion Federation suits are too boring.
Easily excitable, Artemis can usually be found with a lot of energy, bouncing around the hanger bay or common areas of whatever base she’s located inside. She’ll try to butt in on any conversation she can find and add another friend to her list of people to fret and care for. Sitting still might as well be a foreign language to her.
Strengths and Weaknesses
Mobile Suit Familiarity: Able to repair and maintain her mobile suit on her own, Artemis is familiar with the basics of all aspects of mobile suit mechanics and is able to make field repairs to most Neo Zeon suits.
Hyperactive: Artemis needs to constantly be moving and that includes while piloting a mobile suit. She can’t help herself from fiddling and that causes her attention to be split at all times.
Hopeless romantic: If she falls in love she’ll fall hard. Cute girls are her biggest weakness and will often become a love struck puppy when faced with one.
A lithe girl with a round doughy face that makes her appear much younger than she really is. She’s a fan of dying her hair and styling it at random and in random ways so it frequently changes but always returns to her green. She hasn’t had any of the surgeries normally associated with her identity.
She usually wears scarves or hats she collects alongside her uniform and will try to personalize it whenever her superiors aren’t looking. When off duty she’s seen in baggy clothes that couldn’t be farther from her uniform.
Enthralled at an early age by tales of her father’s far fetched stories, him fashioning a Zaku tank with a shot down Zaku during the One Year War so he can fight in the war to how he was really the one to save the colonies. She naturally fell in love with mobile suits and always dreamed of piloting her own Zaku, her favorite line of mobile suit. To that end she began dedicating herself to one day piloting a mobile suit.
When Neo Zeon began to rise Artemis debated joining. She wasn’t particularly warlike or dedicated to the Zeon cause. Her only real cause for joining at first was wanting to pilot a Zaku. Her girlfriend at the time agreed, wanting Artemis to stay on their colony and away from the fighting. Ironically it was that fighting that spurred Artemis to leave.
The more blood that was shed the more Artemis couldn’t sit still. She had to try and stop the fighting but she couldn’t do it on her own. The choice soon became clear to her, Neo Zeon promised to protect the colonies where her girlfriend lived. Reluctantly she signed up as a mechanic rather than a pilot, unable to stomach actually killing anyone.
That didn't last long. During a botched operation she was forced to pilot a Gaza-C in defense of her ship. Although the suit returned without a leg, hers was the only one to. She gained slight infamy for her rather strong personality while continuing to serve Neo Zeon.
After she got assigned to the Repentance she returned home to discover her girlfriend had left her in her absence. Heart broken she painted her mobile suit its current black color scheme and put on a smile that only faltered when she wasn't being watched. She briefly decided to abandon Neo Zeon but after seeing the Regent's hair in person she decided to continue to serve, if only to annoy the crew of the Repentance in between missions.
Artemis's AMX-003 Gaza-C: A standard unit painted with her personal colors; black and bright green.
Ashes to Ashes
2 Zaku 2 Furious
Attack in the Colony!
This is not an actual roleplay and more of an origin of Artemis and what shaped her into the Neo Zeon scamp that she is, it is split up into four pre planned parts each with their own title.
It will contain very harsh language and some scenes may be inappropriate for some sensibilities so please be cautious before reading.
I will try to complete this within the week as I already have most of this figured out with only the rest to be filled in with words.
Links(Will be converted to clickable links as a table of contents):
Part One: Rise, Junk Zaku!
Part Two: Sieg Zeon
Part Three: Just add Ginger
Part Four: Goddess of the Hunt
Might as well make a short bio before I forget.
Full Name: Maria Grace Walker
Affiliation: Anaheim Electronics
Job Title: Mobile Suit Test Pilot
Weight: 130 lbs
Maria is very sweet and likes to chat with her co-workers. She's committed to her job as a test pilot and strives to get better as one. People frequently ask her for advice, since she gives meaningful, positive feedback to others. She hasn't allowed her wealth to make her snobby.
Maria is naturally appealing and attractive. She tries to stay fit physically in order to perform the best at her job. She doesn't like to wear too much makeup, but she does take care of her long black hair. Her eyesight is weak, so she always wears her glasses. When she isn't wearing a pilot's suit, Maria usually wears white button-up shirts with blue jeans. She has a collection of different colored sneakers.
Born on April 7th, 0062, Maria lived with her parents and two older sisters in an extravagant mansion in the middle of a space colony in Side 5. Her father had created a successful packaging business, giving his family a very comfortable life. Throughout her school life, most of her fellow students were jealous of her. They would frequently call her names and would tell her how she would never have to work in her life. Eventually, she got tired of this and started to work extremely hard in high school, partially because her father chose one of her sisters instead of her to take over the company when he retired.
She began to work vigorously to get straight A's, but she didn't actually know what to do with her life. During her senior year, her friend Ryder Sarka, who she secretly had feelings for, mentioned that he wanted to become a pilot for the Federation. She found piloting fascinating, so once she graduated, she applied to become a test pilot for Anaheim Electronics. Maria was immediately denied on account of her poor eyesight and zero experience as one. It was a wakeup call for her, but she wouldn't give up. She got an internship at the company, starting out as an engineering assistant doing menial tasks for her superiors.
While it wasn't particularly fun work, she found it to be very enjoyable because of the friends she made. However, she was still committed to becoming a test pilot in the future. Over the next couple of years, Maria attempted the tests to become a pilot many times. While she got better with each attempt, it was never enough to pass. However, an opportunity appeared when the Proto Gamma was brought to La Vie En Rose. Its pilot had left and there were still tests that needed to be performed. She begged her boss to test the new mobile suit. After her superior obliged, Maria proved to her co-workers that she deserved to be a test pilot.
While she was never the main test pilot, she at least got to try out some cool mobile suits during the Gryps Conflict. Once it ended, Anaheim continued to stay busy, since another war ended up starting. Maria obviously wasn't happy about the bloodshed, but these wars did allow her to keep her job...
Mobile Suit Gundam: Zeta Destiny (In Progress)
By Ryder Sarka
It was December 8th, 0083. After the events of the Delaz Conflict, an elite force was created by the Earth Federation just a few days prior. They were called the Titans, a unit specifically meant for hunting down any Zeon Remnants on or around the planet. Many members of the Federation joined, including a mobile suit pilot named Ryder Sarka. He had joined the year prior, starting out in a standard GM. Over time, other teammates noticed his skills as a sniper, so he was assigned to use a GM Sniper II. When the Titans were announced, Ryder didn’t hesitate to join. He hated the Zeon with a passion, and this was a way for him to finally get revenge…
The black-haired Ensign walked through the corridors of Jaburo with many other new recruits, noticing many of their transport ships launching from its large runway. Members of the Titans were beginning to be sent out on missions, with most of them going up to space. His assignment was different though. The new Titan didn’t know much, only that the team he’d be a part of would be going to South Africa. Ryder had mostly stayed in South America over the past year, so it was a nice change of pace for the Ensign.
“Where the heck is the Stark?” He thought to himself as he glanced at many of the Medea transports. Eventually, he saw the big black letters spelling it out on the side of a ship and walked toward the opening in the rear. He noticed that not many were joining him. “Maybe a special assignment?” He thought. Two women were inside the large aircraft with a cart of new black clothes. “Name please?” One of the ladies asked. “Ryder Sarka.” Her eyes widened. “Oh! You’re one of the pilots! Take this and go join the others, once you’ve changed in the barracks.” She handed him a uniform wrapped in plastic.
The inside of the ship was smaller then he’d thought. Ryder felt cramped as he walked up the stairs to his room. There was a single bunk bed in the room, meaning he would have to share with someone else. Placing his jacket and other items on the bottom bed, he quickly changed into the new uniform. The design looked sleek, but he wished he could wear his brother’s old jacket instead.
The door creaked open. A younger man with short brown hair walked inside. “My roommate.” Ryder held out his hand to the fellow Titan. “Hi. I’m Ryder Sarka.”