Post by Nachi on Feb 7, 2010 8:00:15 GMT -5
Name: Francis Drake
Race: Human
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Alignment: Evil
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Hair Style: Short and loose
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 6’3”
Body Appearance:
Francis has a very standard build for a human. He is well muscled, but not Hulkishly, with a light tan. His face seems worn and is almost always in a scowl, with a short beard over his cheeks and chin. He has one significant scar, a bullet wound in his left arm near the shoulder.
Clothes: Francis wears a unit specific uniform consisting of; a red turtle neck, dark blue jacket with a stiff collar and an ornate top button, and black pants. His shoes are of the standard military spit-and-polish shiny-enough-to-see-across-the-battle-field variety. He also wears orange tinted sunglasses.
Ki/Energy Color: light blue
Quote: “Never underestimate human vengeance.”
Story: As far as lives go, Francis’ (or Frank, as he’ll hereafter be called) was relatively normal. After graduating from high school he joined the military full time and slowly but surely rose through the ranks. He was eventually chosen to oversee the development of a new type of weapon. In all honesty, the government held very little hope for the program, but they felt that leaking a little information from that would be enough to draw attention away from its real plans. However, under Frank’s guidance the program advanced and developed smoothly and soon, the first two prototypes were made and ready to be tested.
It wasn’t only his desire to succeed that drove him, however. Frank knew about how his project was to be nothing more than a decoy, and it infuriated him. ‘So I’m not good enough to help with the real deal, huh?’ he’d think to himself, ‘Hmph, I’ll show them what I can do.’ And so, while the government felt they were in control, managing things from the shadows, Frank took a few liberties with the programming of the weapons. Instead of being used solely for the purposes of fighting non-humans, Frank made them merciless and uncaring toward whom they killed. The only person he made safe from their wrath was himself. Which was a very good thing come test day.
Several other generals and politicians watched the tests through bullet proof glass. Frank was the only one unsurprised by the two androids’ show of strength, having known from many other tests just how strong the two were. However, even he was stunned when the two’s programming started up and they began attaking the scientists and then the political figures. One was even holding a ki attack right up to Frank’s face when the rest of his programming kicked in, and he smirked. “Nice ta mee’cha, pops!” Before taking off after his brother. Frank sat there, watching as the energy trail faded away. After a moment he started to chuckle, then laugh as he looked at the corpses surrounding him.
Not long after this was Drake's discharge, leading to the whole story of him going underground to continue the project himself... see the saga's introduction for more information.
Starting Location: Earth
Race: Human
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Alignment: Evil
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Hair Style: Short and loose
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 6’3”
Body Appearance:
Francis has a very standard build for a human. He is well muscled, but not Hulkishly, with a light tan. His face seems worn and is almost always in a scowl, with a short beard over his cheeks and chin. He has one significant scar, a bullet wound in his left arm near the shoulder.
Clothes: Francis wears a unit specific uniform consisting of; a red turtle neck, dark blue jacket with a stiff collar and an ornate top button, and black pants. His shoes are of the standard military spit-and-polish shiny-enough-to-see-across-the-battle-field variety. He also wears orange tinted sunglasses.
Ki/Energy Color: light blue
Quote: “Never underestimate human vengeance.”
Story: As far as lives go, Francis’ (or Frank, as he’ll hereafter be called) was relatively normal. After graduating from high school he joined the military full time and slowly but surely rose through the ranks. He was eventually chosen to oversee the development of a new type of weapon. In all honesty, the government held very little hope for the program, but they felt that leaking a little information from that would be enough to draw attention away from its real plans. However, under Frank’s guidance the program advanced and developed smoothly and soon, the first two prototypes were made and ready to be tested.
It wasn’t only his desire to succeed that drove him, however. Frank knew about how his project was to be nothing more than a decoy, and it infuriated him. ‘So I’m not good enough to help with the real deal, huh?’ he’d think to himself, ‘Hmph, I’ll show them what I can do.’ And so, while the government felt they were in control, managing things from the shadows, Frank took a few liberties with the programming of the weapons. Instead of being used solely for the purposes of fighting non-humans, Frank made them merciless and uncaring toward whom they killed. The only person he made safe from their wrath was himself. Which was a very good thing come test day.
Several other generals and politicians watched the tests through bullet proof glass. Frank was the only one unsurprised by the two androids’ show of strength, having known from many other tests just how strong the two were. However, even he was stunned when the two’s programming started up and they began attaking the scientists and then the political figures. One was even holding a ki attack right up to Frank’s face when the rest of his programming kicked in, and he smirked. “Nice ta mee’cha, pops!” Before taking off after his brother. Frank sat there, watching as the energy trail faded away. After a moment he started to chuckle, then laugh as he looked at the corpses surrounding him.
Not long after this was Drake's discharge, leading to the whole story of him going underground to continue the project himself... see the saga's introduction for more information.
Starting Location: Earth
