» Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:53 am At last, I have completed my main character's sheet. Please point out any mistakes that I may have made.
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Name Yue Fei
History: Being one of the few humans in the Fifth Column, Yue Fei holds no illusions pertaining to his birth and how he came to belong to the Column. At an early age, infantile in fact, Yue Fei was either captured or bred by Paradise Falls Slavers as a result of the (at the time) new deal formed between the northern Slavers and the Columnists, with this deal being the trade of fit human infants for large amounts of arms and equipment. Being one of the first infants to result from the deal, Yue Fei was chosen by Fifth Columnist Operatives for his healthy appearance when compared to the other infants. This very minute difference of newborn appearance set young Yue on a path that would be decidedly dissimilar from the others' who were more likely than not worked to death in Paradise Falls or shipped off to the toxic city that is the Pitt.
Despite being in no way physically Chinese, the Columnists decided to give their newest nameless child a proper Chinese name. So, after a small council of sorts convened and discussed the matter, it was decided that he would be given the name Yue Fei after the fearsome and fanatically loyal Chinese heroine of so long ago. The boy was immediately taken under the wing of one of the more mechanically gifted Operatives back at The Column, a Ghoul named Dao-ming Feng, as it was assumed that the man would make a good caretaker. The ancient Ghoul, clueless on the finer aspects of caring for and raising a child, accepted the task valiantly. Given nothing but a baby bottle, a massive box of preserved formula, and a homemade crib, Dao-ming took young Yue in as his own, and though his experience was little, his love was great.
Dao-ming Feng raised little Yue as he would his own child, and he considered himself blessed to get the opportunity to do so, considering his condition. The child went everywhere with the actively rotting man, slung around his hip in a satchel-like baby character made of a simple, worn blanket. Rather than growing up to the sound of a mother's sweet, comforting tones and loving coos, Yue was exposed to a series of radio-born beeps, robotic whirls, and the gravelly tone of his father-in-spirit's ragged voice. Many of the other Operatives held a spot in their heart for the young child, as their life was otherwise devoid of such pleasantries, and as he grew the young Operative-in-training had a good deal of people supporting him.
Yue Fei grew up knowing both Mandarin and English, though his English did have an odd sound to it, considering the fact that the people who taught him the language had little practice with it themselves. By the time he was just ten years old, the boy was already on the range training with the Fifth Column's standard issue Shanxi Type 17 pistol and sitting in front of the Column's complicated radio-listening systems. With his father figure, Dao-ming Feng, always right behind him with a steady, guiding hand young Yue eagerly accepted all of his activities. While the boy had only two other humans around his age in the entire Column, he never thought anything of it, thinking as all of the Operatives as his friends and spending hours upon hours pouring over the exciting records of the past two centuries, reliving tales of Raider attacks and daring wastelander adventures. He would get lost in the intricacies of his father's robotic products, spending his free time thinking on how he could improve their design and efficiency.
Indeed, the young Yue Fei had a great childhood, full of excitement and adventure. Little did he know, however, that there was an entire world outside of the factory, the one that the observations spoke of, and that he would face it before too long. As Yue Fei honed his combative, mechanical, and technical skills in the factory at the hands of a couple dozen two-century-old masters in those exact fields, Arbiter Jie-rui Tsou was make plans for his newest weapon. Yue was thus far proving himself to be the most capable of the human Operatives that they had trained from their slave-stock. While he did not have the endless wealth of knowledge and practice that the much more senior Ghoulified Operatives possessed, he had the advantages of a spry human body, a natural fluidity in combat and stealth that came from his early training, and a good deal of ingenuity, something that the stuck-in-their-ways Ghouls had forgotten or otherwise lost.
By the time Yue Fei was able to fill out his Hei Gui stealth suit he went on his first operation with a Ghoul who would later become his permanent combat partner, Cai Shiu. Cai, a quiet, gruff, and blunt man who was nonetheless intensely loyal was to be Yue's 'partner in crime' until either one of them died, like Cai's old partner. Despite the tale of his partner's last companion and his demise at the hands of a pack of Yaoguai (which is incidentally actually common Chinese for demon- who knew?) Yue was in high spirits, prepared to see the world in earnest for the first time. So, after arming themselves to the teeth in pristine pre-war equipment and donning their midnight-rapped Hei Gui stealth suits, the pair took off through the water drainage system, following a report of a encroaching band of Raiders coming in from the north.
Needless to say, the Raiders soon turned away to pursue greener pastures as a few of their men started to mysterious disappear without a trace each night for the next eleven days. When the operation was finally concluded, The became the youngest Operative (by far) in the Fifth Column, receiving his own Chinese officer's sword in an extremely prestigious ceremony, one that was followed up by much partying and fan-fare. At that moment, with Dao-ming's eyes set approvingly on Yue, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. He was an Operative now, equal in rank to everyone besides the Arbiter, a member of an unknown order of samurai dedicated to the pursuit of complete awareness, if you will. Though he was most likely the least skilled among his order, he still felt truly and completely accepted.
The Arbiter did not give Yue much time to celebrate his accomplishment, though, calling him up to his grand office-suite just a few days after his sword-earning for a private meeting. The young man was nervous, as the Arbiter never really kept his meetings private from the rest of the very small community, but he ascended to the once-man's office anyway, curious. Once up there, the Arbiter, who was a very honor-bound and severe being, expressed his honest congratulations to the young human. In addition, he wanted to offer Yue Fei the honorary position of confident, saying that he would love to have a young man's insight on the matters that he handled every day. Yue, of course, accepted and before long he was back to his normal duties.
Just like all of the other Operatives, Yue was a warrior, spy, scholar, and handyman all at once, and when he was not engaging in outside operations he was always either fiddling with his father's robots or monitoring and logging the powerful radio and video feeds contained within Mama Dolce's. Eventually, the small task of outside relations feel under Yue's wing, as he was one of the few human Operatives and certainly the one who was closest to the Arbiter. Though at first these 'outside relations' included only the two trading arrangements that had been made so far with one particular caravan and the Slavers of Paradise Falls, the duty of studying the inner workings of each notable faction within the Capital Wasteland later became Yue's.
While the new duties did sap away a bit of Yue's time, he still made sure that he spent hours each day studying enemy tactics, practicing his skill with both firearms and his sword, keeping his body in impeccable shape, and trying to increase his proficiency at moving silently. In addition, as the Arbiter's opinion of Yue increased he was sent on a large amount of missions, particularly when he requested that he could do so. He regularly wiped life away from the 'clean sector' surrounding Mama Dolce's, spied on other factions' operations, scavenged for necessary materials, and shaved away the Brotherhood of Steel's members one-by-one, all the while with Cai at his side. In more contemporary years Yue Fei has started trying to convince the Arbiter to take a more active role in the fate of the wastes, and he finally thinks that it may be working.
Race: Caucasian Human
six: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Unlike his fellow Operatives, Yue Fei is a more-or-less pure human, and a young one at that. Yue is a relatively tall man, though not extremely so, and indeed this is probably the only feature that any outsiders will ever know Yue by, considering the Fifth Column's doctrine towards outside wear (that is, the fact that no Operatives are to ever leave either their listening post without being clad in full Hei Gui stealth armor). Despite being tall, Yue is not a particularly heavily-built man, instead possessing a build that could best be described as lanky and wiry. Slim-yet-powerful cords of muscles cover every inch of the Operative's body, something not so uncommon among the soldiers and wasters alike of the region, once someone considers the rigours of everyday wasteland life and their strict diet. Four long, strong limbs seem to make up most of his body, being unusually proportioned when one considers his only slightly above average height, lending him both long-legged speed and the wide reach of a natural swordsman.
Due to Yue's very rare contact with direct sunlight- another result of only leaving the factory after dark whilst under complete akin coverage- his skin is an almost unnaturally pale hue. Atop the skin, accompanied by a small smattering of minor scars from standard post-apocalyptic wear-and-tear, sits a pair of traditional Chinese pauldron tattoos. Before the war, the art of tattooing was an integral part of the special operations forces that were the Crimson Dragoons. A few of the Ghouls in the Fifth Column still vividly remember these tattoos, even though there own had faded long ago. So, once presented with a fresh slate of smooth-skin, the Asian tattoo artists turned their crude needles towards Yue. Therefore, the tattoos that travel from each of his collar bones, up across his shoulders, and down to envelop the top half of each of his biceps and the entirety of both of his shoulder blades are extremely intricate, with hours of evident work being poured into the pair.
Each shoulder was tattooed by different Ghouls at the same time, but dispute this they look as if they were crafted by just one. Each depicts an expertly rendered scene of a shore-side garden, each one filled with exotic Asian flowers never before seen by Yue, as it encounters a steep, craggy cliff and drops off steeply into a dark and rolling ocean. Chinese dragons, chimeras, and other odd mythical creatures can be spotted scattered around the scene, engaging in various activities- though mostly combat. In addition, if one looks closely they can see the presence of a multitude of stylized eyes, figures that unofficially represent the Fifth Column itself. The entire scene is depicted in vibrant reds, oranges, yellows, greens, and purples of varying hues, creating a rather chaotic and dizzying scene.
Above all of this, mounted on an oddly tall neck, sits Yue Fei's head and face. Over the entire thing, a mass of rather unmanageable wavy locks hangs nearly to his shoulders, brushed behind his ears. These locks, which are a dark honey color, fall to frame Yue's face with their golden volume. They are not, however, alone in this endeavour, as the young Operative's hair continues down into a relatively short yet still scruffy beard. Though all of this hair may get in the way whilst contained within the man's stealth suit, he cannot bring himself to part with it, for some reason. Beneath the aforementioned beards, an angular and sharp jaw line makes its home, one that ends in a dimpled chin that just out just a little bit further than usual.
Above this chin, a wide mouth that seems to be curved into an small smirk at all times rests. To each side of this, concave cheeks, partially covered by facial hair, give a slightly feminine impression to the face as a whole. Atop of these cheeks sit a pair of oddly pronounced, round and high cheekbones, interacting with the cheeks that they shield in an odd way as the structure of Yue's face curves greatly to contour to the bone structure beneath. Right in the center of this face sits a slightly misshapen, slim, and long nose that curves straight up into the relatively even curve of the brows that sit at the top and to either side of this nose. On each of these brows sits a rather thick growth of hair, forming thick eyebrows, and below them sit a pair of standard-shaped hazel eyes.
Personality: Yue Fei is a rather cheerful, up-beat man and has always been one to look for the good in any given situation. Given the environment he grew up in, the Operative exerts extreme confidence when dealing with outsiders, a fact that is easily detectable through both the way he handles himself and how he talks to others. He is, like all other Operatives are, fanatically loyal to both his Arbiter and his fellow Columnists. Unlike the others, though, he has an intense curiosity of outsiders, rather than a blind hatred of them.
Skills: Just like all other Operatives, Yue Fei's foremost skill is his ability to remain hidden from absolutely everything sentient, a task that ends up being difficult even with the Hei Gui suits of the East. Yue can move like a ghost through even the most rubble-strewn environments, a result of rigorous practice and a practical need to do so. In addition, Yue can stay stationary in even the most uncomfortable positions for many hours at a time without making a noise and quietly observe the area, a skill that is greatly valued in the Fifth Column. In addition, Yue can run at a respectable speed for a good amount of time, due his combination of long legs and endurance.
As far as Yue Fei's skill in firearms goes, there's a bit to be desired, compared to the massive amount of skill that the other Operatives possess. While the young many can be pretty effective when wielding his Shanxi Type 17 pistol or aiming any respectable sniper rifle, his skill with in any other is simply par by wastelander standards and terrible compared to other Operatives. One of Yue's preferred systems of death-delivery, though, is through the blade of his pre-war steel Jian, one of the few hundred that were sent to equip the Fifth Columnists and their rebels. Yue's personal style of swordplay with his Jian is based off of that of the pre-war Crimson Dragoons. In this style, footwork and agility are just as important as the thrusts and slashes themselves. The Jian-wielder, rather than try to overpower and kill his enemy outright, will instead constantly shift his position around his enemy, all the while sending a flurry of weak, shallow strikes towards them. The attacker will continue this until the defender finally leaves himself open to the perfect strike, at which point the Operative either skewers the man on the sharp point of the blade or lands a shallow cut on an artery.
In addition, Yue can masterfully operate every piece of communications equipment in The Column and anolyze the data collected like a hawk. This is a trait that is easily picked up when one is raised among an organization whose main task is just this. This skill does transfer into real life as well, at times, allowing Yue to notice things that most people would simply look over. As a result of his upbringing at the hands of the Fifth Column's foremost robotics expert (a possession that requires a massive amount of technical prowess), Yue also create, manipulate, or repair things that are robotic of nature like a champ- a valuable skill to have if one's reconnaissance malfunctions whilst one is in the field.
Weapons and Armor: As far as Yue's arsenal goes, the man is simply equipped in the standard-issue gear of the Fifth Column. This includes, first and foremost, his Hei Gui stealth suit, something that he never leaves The Column without. The suit is by far Yue's greatest asset, allowing him to turn nearly invisible while on the field for a nearly unlimited amount of time. The fabric itself is created to make no rustle at all when rubbed against itself or even other objects, and the specialized shock-absorbing boots allow Operatives to run full-tilt without making even the slightest foot-born noise. In addition, contained within the cowl of the suit is a passive targeting system that reads various factors (range, wind speed, temperature, etc.) back to Yue to aid him in long-range shots, a toggelable thermal and night-vision overlay, and camera feature which can send information from the field to The Cloumn, and a voice-uplink that allows Yue to communicate with the base, simultaneously silencing his words to the outside the words. The suit can also monitor its wearer's vitals, relaying the gathered information back to said wearer through a detailed side-display.
As far as weapons go, Yue prefers the simplicity and time-proven standard armament of all Operatives, not adding any other recovered weapons to his gear, like some others do. As his longarm, the young man wields a pristine Type 93 assault rifle- a weapon known for its reliability even after two hindered years in the wasteland. Yue's own rifle, however, hadn't been used before his ascension to Operative, instead laying preserved within the Mama Dolce's arsenal. As a result, the gun hasn't ever even thought of failing him and is regularly given replacement parts from the others in the arsenal. No scope, flashlight, suppressor, or any other attachment adorn the rifle, as the purposes of the former two are taken over instead by the Hei Gui interactive combat display and the latter is considered too cumbersome and not effective enough to warrant use- unlike the impression that one might get of the devices from old holodisks.
Yue's standard-issue sidearm, the Shanxi Type 17 pistol, is by far his favorite out of his small arsenal. Just like his Type 93, the pistol is in excellent shape for the same reason, and has likewise never let him down. While the pistol many not pack the punch of American-made 10mm pistols, it can still easily overpower most civilian-grade pistols and posseses a degree of accuracy that cannot be matched by any other sidearm. In addition, the gun is less cumbersome than its American counterpart and can be handled much easier- in fact, some of the other Operatives have been known to use two of these pistols at once. Yue Fei's prowess with this particular weapon should not be underestimated either, as he has spent literally thousands of hours training with this exact model, and has used it for nearly every one of his kills.
If things should come down to a melee situation or require absolute silence, Yue Fei always has his trusted Jian (known in the wastes as a Chinese officer's sword) sheathed at his side in a brown-red leather sheath that is decorated with aged steel further towards the hilt and the tip. The sword itself is identical to all of the others found in the wasteland, unless if one counts the results of ageing, of course. The intricate brass of the fire-styled pommel and wing-like guard shine line the Eastern sun itself and the bluish-silver steel of the blade gleams coldly in the light. In addition to all of the aforementioned weapons, Yue Fei will oftentimes carry two or three 'flashbang' grenades, an equal amount of pulse grenades and a good deal of plastic explosives. To fuel this arsenal Yue wears standard Chinese battle-webbing, allowing him to carry a couple hundred rounds in total at once.
While in either a listening post or The Column itself, Yue, just like everyone else in the Fifth Column, wears a standard Chinese military jumpsuit. The suit is, surprisingly enough, both comfortable and durable and Yue has found that he very much likes the feel of it on his person. (Note: In this RP I'm having the jumpsuit look like it did in the concept art, rather than how it looked in-game http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/File:Chinese_uniform_CA2.jpg ) Finally, when out on a mission yet still engaging in a meeting, the young warrior will sometimes wear a black-and-white pinstriped fedora over-top the cowl of his stealth suit, just to add some class and formality.
Occupation: Operative of the Fifth Column. Heads up the matter of outside relations and advises the Arbiter in a wide array of matters.
Faction Allegiance: The Fifth Column and, in a more abstract sense, the People's Republic of China.
Thanks for the kind words...I think this will be fun!
