Post by unevenfrostgun on Apr 26, 2014 11:55:41 GMT -5
Corporal Braxton "Snipes" Mathews Hoyt
Full Name: Braxton Mathews Hoyt
Call-sign: Echo 3
Nickname(s): Snipes
Species: Human
Homeworld: Earth, Africa, Kenya, Mombasa
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Height: 6.1 feet
Weight: 76 kg
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Style: whatever the fuck he wakes up with.
Facial Hair: Clean Shaven, when he is able to.
Skin Color: White, he is hard to tan.
Build: Well built
Distinguishing Features: Nothing very noticeable about him apart from his pleasant demeanor which is very rare in an ODST.
Allegiance: UNSC
Rank: Corporal
Assigned Squad: N/A (recently disbanded)
MOS: ODST, sniper support
Assignment: Pending assignment whist on the UNSC Harsh Winter
Basic Training: Basic Training, ODST Training, Basic Survival and scouting Training
Armor: ODST BDU (sniper variant)
Weaponry: Sniper Rifle System 99 Anti-Matériel, M7S SMG, M6C/SOCOM
Other Equipment: Combat knife (chest holster), Dog tags, Extra ammo ,Grenades (various types), Survival gear backpack (misc. gear like meds food rations etc.), communication gear.
Vehicle: SOEIV, Human and Covenant vehicles: preferred transport is the M274 ULATV
Assigned A.I.: Lisa (dumb Military assistance A.I)
Religious Belief: Athiest
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Singal
Personality: He can seem to be cold to outsiders at first due to past experiences (see below) but once people get to know him he is a fun and caring person, which some ODST's view as dangerous, especially in their line of work. He can sometimes be found having conversations with his A.I, although to most of the time it just looks like he is talking to himself as their conversations are muted most of the time.
Born into a family of scientists Braxton didn't much see his parents as they were always at work in the ONI buildings or under quarantine etc, he spent most of his time with the childhood friends (all deceased due to Insurrectionist roadside I.E.D), with his grandparents (Taken Hostage 13 years ago by Insurrectionists, presumed dead), or looking after himself at the family home. He was considered a bright student at school (even if he didn't feel like he was) and was pushed towards the scientific career by his patients as most places of work will employ you almost instantly if you had the degrees.
When he was thirteen his grandparents were abducted by Insurrectionists and this sent Braxton's life spiralling out of his control. He was getting low grades at school and he became hateful of everyone for a time (not helped by sudden rush of hormones). But that subsided at the age of seventeen and he went back to being himself again, the only hatred he felt was to the Insurrection.
When he was eighteen he enrolled into the UNSC, due to the lack of jobs available at the time .this was not to the satisfaction of his parents but they were still supportive. During the training he was considered to be a "Damn fine sniper" by the Drill instructor, much to his surprise. After being designated the squads designated marksman, his regiment was shipped off world to help fend off attacks from rouge Covenant forces on some outlying colony near the edge of UNSC controlled space. On their first assignment half his squad was crushed by a drop pod that was sent to supply them with supplies during an assault on a small dessert village by Covenant forces. After many an engagement with the Covenant the UNSC was forced to pull many of its forces out to help with some fight on some distant planet that Braxton had never heard of, as Braxton wasn't informed on the move and found himself on the receiving end of many newly founded Insurrectionist forces that must have seen their window of opportunity to start fighting for their "Just cause".
Here are some of the personal entrees of Private First Class Braxton Hoyt:
"saw one of the new recruits explode today, of course it isn't the first time I've seen people blown up... but this? He just got off of the transport and BOOM... blood everywhere..."
"Sarge died today... tried to patch him up as best I could but... his leg just wouldn't stop bleeding. Well the stump where his leg used to be wouldn't stop bleeding."
"The UNSC Dauntless is running low on ODSTs apparently, thinking on signing up myself. First of all I just need to finish these letters for some families back home, more recruits today.
"Got promoted today, now a Lance Corp. got is from managing to save a tank column from a suicide bomber group, only thing that happened to the tanks is that the gunner shit himself when he suddenly owned a new arm. Fun times at the frontier I suppose"
After being promoted to L.Cpl. Braxton was accepted into the ranks of the ODSTs. Having to go through training again wasn't in Braxton's interests but it was necessary. Braxton retained position as Designated marksman. He found himself at home with his new squad-mates, especially the pyromaniac of the group "Inferno". He was the kind of guy you wanted to punch in the face sometimes but he was still fun to be around.
On the fifth assignment the squad was sent on Braxton was put on spotting duties, which meant stay low and spot threats to the squad. Their mission was simple, go into a fortified ONI building, retrieve all of the information from the server and blow up the building. Why the building wasn't torn down after ONI was decommissioned was a mystery but that wasn't the ODST's concerns. They had a job to do and that was all they needed to know.
After falcon transport dropped them off they hiked up the ridge to their target. Braxton taking position on a nearby ridge line spotted any and all guards whilst shooting any sentries in hard to reach places. The team had got into the building and started the data transfer, when Covenant and Insurrectionist forces suddenly pushed towards their location. The two forces were completely unaware that they were moving in on the same location. The Insurrectionists where just reinforcements, whereas the covenant had sent in a strike force to capture any information they could find. Needless to say the two forces started to fire on one another whilst the ODSTs where still in the central building being shot at as well. After both forces had backed down to attempted another strike at a later date Braxton moved in on his now silent squads’ location inside of the burning husk of the once proud looking ONI building. Only Inferno was left alive, tightly grasping the bulky data pad that was storing the ONI files. But he was also holding another box, a smallish black box. Disregarding this he set the explosives and carried Inferno and the data out of the complex making sure as to not look at the explosion behind him.
After being airlifted back to base, the date was taken away from them immediately by large *redacted*, Inferno was taken to the infirmary then to the surgery as soon as there was space in the overcrowded hall. Braxton was promoted to Corporal for his actions on the field and was handed the black box as "compensation" for his squads loss. It turned out they had saved a "dumb" battle assistance A.I from the building, Lisa (the name it had chosen) was uploaded to Braxton and Inferno's suits, over the course of the next few months the squad (now replenished) had grown accustomed to this new member and have been saved by it a few too many times then they like to admit.
Braxton and Inferno were not to stay together as they were being re-assigned at different posts, different parts of the galaxy to be exact. Braxton was not informed as to where Inferno was going, he just knew he was going to a ship called the UNSC Harsh Winter stationed above the planet Reach, away from his friends, family and home.
Dumb Military Assistance A.I Lisa
She chose an Australian accent and depicts herself as a blond woman in a ceremonial uniform.
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She chose an Australian accent and depicts herself as a blond woman in a ceremonial uniform.
Lisa, being the personal of Braxton, tends to spend most of her time in direct contact with him. Helping with with spotting, targeting, timekeeping etc... she is rather chatty for an A.I, striking many a conversation with Braxton ranging from "Why didn't you hit him? The shot was lined up perfectly!" to "You know if you eat too many of those you will get fat."
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