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Cpt. Amanda Rox

"Betray me, and your going to end up at the wronge side of a power suit..."

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a character in “From Dust to Dust”, as played by Mathew Littlepaw

Description

Amanda Rox
Role: Captain, second class. Second in command.
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"Ashes to ashes, dust to money..."




Height: 5'7
Weight: 156 LBS
Age: 31
Race: Gen-Human
Sex: Female

Physical Modifications:
+4% Increased motor function.
+10% Increased cognitive function
+15% Blood coagulation rate
+12% Bone flexibility, and durability.



"Not everyone is suited for the task of Dust mining. I was born for it."
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Personality:
Amanda is a solider through and through. While it may seem like every move she makes is meticulously planned, but in actuality most of her actions are based on impulses, and instincts. At times, she may act unfeeling and inhuman, she is actually a very caring and charismatic person... As long as you offer her a large enough sum of Dust. Her motives are never questionable: As long as she is getting payed, she will follow every order down to the letter. She will work with others if it is in her best interests, but rarely makes personal connections with other humans. If she accepts someone as her "friend", she will give them the same amount of respect as they give to her. Amanda Rox is a faithful warrior, and -occasionally- cold hearted snake, but she is a fierce warrior and true companion.

Likes:
:Money
:Killing things
:Shooting things
:Her suit
:Kittens...

Dislikes:
:Getting robbed
:Being shot at
:Explosions
:Threads
:Dogs! >:I



"Touch the suit... See if I break your arm off."




-The A.K.R.I.C-


Height: 10'2
Weight: 1.4 tons.
Class: Medium, self-contained Combat suit.

Offense:
: Long chain-link vibrate-steel blade.
: x2 23-gauge automatic chain guns.
: Short-barreled semi auto frag-shot.


Defense:
: Suit-wide Pure dust-fiber insulation.
: 2 inch thick Blast resistant steel shell.
: Blast proof, fire proof, watertight Powerlock function.
: Emergency self-destruct and pilot ejection system.

Suit Features:
: Short range radar, and sonar.
: 2-way long range radio.
: Water propulsion system, with 2 hours of spare oxygen.
: Subsonic drill.
: 4 head mounted spotlights, with 2 extra on each arm, and 2 rear tail lights.
: Emergency Dust supply, enough to last 2 hours of suit operation.

Other Features:
The AKRIC suit is a state-of-the-art model Personal Security Armament, used by an elite few in the industry to protect high value targets and location. The suit itself charges from Dust powder, and can store up to 20 hours worth of dust for operation (Aprox. 10 gallons). Each AKRIC is specially designed to the operators specifications, and can NOT be operated by anyone other than its original pilot. On board the suit is a low-level A.I. protocol system that operates parts of the suit that are too complex for human operation. Such as diverting power from damaged parts of the suit, to the chest piece; encase the pilot's life is in danger. A 24/7 heart monitor is in the heart of the pilot which relays information about the pilots health, even if the pilot is away from the suit. If the signal is too far away to be picked up, or is interrupted, the suit puts itself into a lockdown. If any attempts are made to open the suit without proper means results in the suit self destructing. If the signal from the monitor is ever stopped, meaning it has confirmed that the pilot has expired, the suit will self destruct.



"Funny thing about us Gen-Humans... When we enter the program, our lives are taken away from us. So, do I have a family and friends somewhere out there? Ya. Do I know them? F***no."




Training, and Experiances:
:Amanda was born for one job: Dust. All her life she has known the think ore as life. From age 5 she has been trained to operate the AKRIC Powersuit for the reason of extracting, and securing large amounts of Dust.
:Amanda possesses an uncommon IQ. She is incredibly smart, and fast thinking. She is quick to gather information about her surroundings, and proses that into calculating her plan.
:Amanda Is a natural born leader. Even though she follows her orders to the letter, she is perfectly suited for a role in leadership. If ever the reigns of power are up for grabs, she will be the one reaching the highest to grab them.

Relationships:
:Crew's second-in-command

Family and Friends:
:Amanda has no known family, being part of the Gen-Human project, and has very few friends. None of which are publicly known.

History:

Taken from her home at the age four, Amanda's parents gave their only daughter to the Gencorp Dust Refinery Corporation for less than 8000 credits. Amanda was taken from her loving home, and had her life flipped into a life of tests, surgery, experiments, and modifications. At the age of 6, if her parents had seen her they would have never recognized her... The once sweet, charming girl was turned into a emotional stripped killing machine. Her once perfect brown hair and blue eyes became deep black, and her talkative personality had been corrupted.

By age 10, every system in Amanda's body was modified to perfect

(WIP)

So begins...

Cpt. Amanda Rox's Story

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-Amanda-


The inside of the hanger bay was a mixture of sounds. 1 part; the grinding of tools against metal. 1 part; clicking and smacking of keys on a keyboard, and 1 part blaring Hardcore Techno. Amanda had been in the hanger for hours now, working on her suit in the seclusion of the room; with only her music and mech to keep her company. The tall girl sat on top of the rear of her opened mech. The upper part of her body swung under the bottom of the mech, and fiddled with the undercarriage of her beauty. The suit had been part of her for as long as she remembered. It was a friend, not just a machine. An extension of her own continuous: Her "real" body.

The mech itself was completely opened up, squatting down on its knees and feet with its cockpit open, flaps deployed, guns extended, and its rear engine unit open up so Amanda could adjust what she wanted to on her. It sat inside of 4 mechanical arms hanging from the sealing, holding its arms up and out so she could work on those too. Though it looked like a shit storm of wired, metal, and guns to someone else; Amanda saw it as a living creature. Something that required everything to be in order to work properly. Next to the mech was a computer, with a holographic display showing every inch of the mech in a scale model. Connecting the two were long wires relaying information to each other.

After working tirelessly for hours, Amanda decided it was time to take a break. Slowly rising from the cockpit, Amanda stood up in the seat of the mech and whipped her brow from sweat. Taking a leap off the side of her mech, Amanda landed on her feet on the floor of the hanger. Sighing to herself, Amanda walked to the door of the hanger and then out. On her way to the bridge of the ship, still wearing only a tank top shirt and a pair of cargo shorts.