[M] Monster Hunters International: New York Div. Chapter 1

[Setsa]

Rated [M] Mature for blood, gore, language, violence, drugs, sexual scenarios and everything else that may give some readers nightmares.

“Evil Looms. Cowboy up. Kill it. Get Paid.”

-Mission Statement from the MHI Company Handbook

“....It turns out that monsters are real. All the things from myth, legend, and B-movies are out there, waiting in the shadows. Officially secret, some of them are evil, and some are just hungry. On the other side are the people who kill monsters for a living. Monster Hunter International is the premier eradication company in the business…”

-Monster Hunter International, Larry Correia (Author)


Monster Hunter, International. MHI is a private, for-profit organization that collects paychecks for the removal of monsters. Primarily, they are paid by the US government through PUFF payments. A secondary income is derived from private organizations with monster problems. While it is tough to recruit without violating their non-disclosure permit, special individuals are often recruited after surviving attacks. Considered (at least by themselves) the premier group in the industry.

…..the short story?....

They are Monster Bounty Hunters, and are the best at at.

Gm'ed by Setsa and Rayne7

The Plot

New York has been seeing more activity as of the past year. Enough where the closest MHI teams are having trouble keeping the monster threats in check there and in their own region. Reports are coming back to MHI Headquarters in Alabama about werewolf and vampire attacks that are becoming more frequent in rural areas or in numbers found elsewhere.

After a team was brought in from Atlanta and most left needing hospitalization, if not a cremation, it was decided to that a team was needed to be established in the state of New York. Three experienced hunters that would make up part of this NY team, have recently come down to MHI Headquarters after over seeing the out fitting of the new base. To join the other team leaders from around the United States for the end of Newbie Training. Where after a few days of scouting the recruits. The Team Leaders would crowd into a conference room to wheel and deal over the soon to be graduates. New York having an edge up from the others just because of being a new team.

The newbies on the other hand, were focused on getting a MHI Hunter's Patch for their armor upon graduation. That is after 8 weeks of brutal training, mentally and physically, while testing their will to surpass anything thrown at them. Little did they know, these last 4 days would be the hardest ones yet.

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Spoiler: MHI New York Division's Base 

Located directly east of Albany, in the forest. About a half hour's drive up a road most wouldn't even think about trying to go up on. A stone mansion in appearance, made of stone and refurbished with steel supports. It'd sit in a clearing of about a hundred and fifty yards across with no trees and light shrubbery. State of the Art security systems complete with cameras that have night, thermal, and audio capability attached to motion sensors. Tall barbed wire fencing surrounding the compound.

Armory, Research and Development, and Library all are well secured underground. Living areas on the main floor: Kitchen, Dining Hall, Living rooms, Exercise/Training and Meeting rooms to one side. Bedrooms and the like upstairs on the other floors. Main entryway opens to a hallway with small set of offices before the living areas further back.

The compound does have a landing strip for plane and landing pad for the helicopter.

Spoiler: MCB and PUFF 

MCB – Monster Control Bureau. A very secret branch that is now under the heading of Home Land Security. The special agents are giving a lot of in-the-field discretion and very little oversight. The primary mission is to keep the knowledge of monsters under tight control. A distant secondary goal is the eradication of monsters and protecting American citizens from direct harm.


PUFF – Perpetual Unearthly Forces Fund. This fund was created by Theodore Roosevelt to pay private citizens for dispatching monsters on the PUFF list. Checks are issued from the treasury department.

Spoiler: PUFF Monsters and Bounties -Updated Frequently- 

Arachne- Humanoid figure with spider-like attributes -poisonous bite, very enhanced agility/reflexes, night vision, increased sense of smell but decreased vision- and are immune to bullets or fire, entraps victims in webs. Decapitation does work.

PUFF- $70,000 per head

Chupacabra – “Demon-lizard-insect thing” that hops about like a “demented miniature kangaroo.”

PUFF- $30,000

Ghoul – “Think of it as a super zombie on crack. Much smarter, much faster, way harder to stop. Luckily they’re rare, which is a good thing because the one in this picture soaked up about two hundred rounds before it finally quit kicking. Head shots don’t usually work, though they tend to slow them down. Your best bet is to hammer them until you break down their skeletal structure to the point where they just can’t fight anymore. Then burn them to be sure. They’re usually found around cemeteries, as they’re carrion feeders.”

PUFF – $20,000

Giant Spiders- Ranging in size from 3-4 feet tall, they serve only their Queen as they function in a Hive mentality. Using their uncanny strength, spiders usually never hunt alone. Using their numbers to cocoon their prey in spider silk that is well sought after. The prey though weakened and unconscious in this state is still alive for at most 8 hours before feeding begins. Bullets work great, grenades are better. They hate bright light so flash bangs give one a few seconds advantage if they don't run off.

PUFF- 5,000

Giant Queen Spider- 5-8 feet tall least that's been recorded. Her bite paralyzes her prey for 5 minutes so that she can eat while it's still fresh and alive. Kill the spider egg laying bitch while you can! She's quick as hell, strong as a bull and watch out for other spiders coming to protect their Queen.

PUFF- 40,000-80,000 depending on size.

Octo-Shark- Head of a Great White Shark and body of a Giant Octopus. They can get as long as 30-40 feet/ 600-700 pounds. Nasty temperament they attack the slow, alone, and helpless of any creature. Able to go on land for short amount of time to drag their prey into the water. Long, poisonous barbs on the end of each tentacle, the poison acts much like a snake's venom straight into the prey directed to weaken the muscles. -Temporary effect- Kill with what ever you fricken got! The bigger the better!

PUFF- 75,000

Succubus- Mis-interpreted in mythology as demons. Succubus are always female, who seek to ensnare males by means of raw seduction and sexuality. The voice is their most powerful weapon that can sooth even the most savage of beasts. Or portray any image they see fit into the minds of weaker males. Known to have harems of the opposite sex ready to serve her every whim, the size of a harem can hint at the age or power of the Succubus. Near immortals, the best way to kill one is to weaken with enough bullets or chosen weapon and chop off her head. So she can't use her voice.

PUFF- Depends on age, between 50,000- 200,000

Troglodyte - Troglodytes are described as being shorter than a human, with spindly but muscular arms and squat legs. It also has some lizardman-like traits with a reptilian head and forearms, a spinal crest, and a long, slender tail. They are considered mostly hostile towards humans and other races. Troglodytes carry a repulsive odor which causes harm to those around them so a breathing apparatus is essential.

PUFF - 35,000

Vampires – They appear to be normal except when they are feeding. They are super strong, super tough and get tougher with age. Steak them through the heart, then cut off their head. Crosses don’t work unless you really believe. Silver and fire are both uncomfortable for them.

PUFF – Depends on lineage, age, and activity; capped at $500,000

Vampire, Master – Thankfully very rare vampires. They are very old and damn near impossible to kill. All the normal stuff applies, but they can also hypnotize, fly, see in the dark, hear your heart beat, and disappear. Kill it if you can. Otherwise, try really hard not to die.

PUFF – Depends on lineage, age, and activity; capped at $3,000,000.

Werewolf – Silver hurts them. They regenerate like crazy but it uses up fuel. New pups take longer to transform but have zero control over their aggression. Cut off the head to be sure of death.

PUFF for a newly blooded adult werewolf – $50,000

Wight – “Toughest of the zombie family, appearing to be a normal man except for his horribly distorted visage, sharp, black teeth and red eyes. Their touch causes immediate paralysis, even through armor. It wears off quickly, but by then it’s usually too late. They can be insanely strong. Use a Flamethrower. Don’t fight high-level undead without one.”

PUFF depends on the age, between $20,000 and $50,000.

Zombies –
Slow ones – Kill the brain or do enough damage to stop them. Their bite turns you into a zombie. Do not pass go. Do not collect PUFF.

Fast – Kill the brain or do enough damage to stop them. Their bite turns you into a zombie. Do not pass go. Do not collect PUFF. PUFF

Nasty ones – Kill the brain or do enough damage to stop them. Their bite turns you into a zombie. Do not pass go. Do not collect PUFF.

PUFF – $5,000 a head depending on the outbreak.

WIP

Getting paid is quite simple: After a mission, kills are counted up and charged via the PUFF chart. Unless pre-determined amount was set. From the total bounty awarded, it gets divided up first to MHI Business. (Got to keep going somehow) Then the rest is awarded to the team. (Individual kills are awarded solely to that team member instead of the team.)
--Note that this is just for general information the characters would already know from MHI Training.

Spoiler: Standard Issued and Specialized "Derp" Weapons 

Here's the weapon: Thanks to Derp for his addition to this

Derp's Armory

Sniper Rifles

.408 CheyTac Intervention
Dragunov SVD
Barrett M98B
M110
M40A1
PSG-1
M40A6
AR10A1 SASS
HK417

Attachments: Night & Thermal scopes, Laser Range Finder, Bi/Tri-pod mounts, Suppressors

Assault Rifles

AK 47
M4 Carbine
FN SCAR
HK G36
HK416
FN FAL
MR762A1
M16A1
AR15-A2
Steyr AUG
FAMAS G2


Night Optics, Thermal Optics, Holographic Sights, Red Dot Sight, Suppressor, Tac-light (tactical flashlight), Laser Sights, Foregrip, Angled Foregrip


Submachine Guns

MP5
P90
HK MP 7
Uzi
HK UMP
KRISS Vector

Night Optics, Thermal Optics, Holographic Sights, Red Dot Sight, Suppressor, Tac-light (tactical flashlight), Laser Sights

Shotguns

SPAS 12 Gauge
Benelli M3
Kel-Tec KSG
Mossberg SA-20
Mossberg M590/M500
Remington 870

Night Optics, Thermal Optics, Holographic Sights, Red Dot Sight, Tac-light (tactical flashlight), Laser Sights


Pistols

M1911A1 ACP
MK23
M9 Berretta
Glock 18
S&W .357 Magnum
Colt Python
357 SIG
SIG P226
Colt .38 Special
Five Seven
USP .45
KRISS KARD

Night Sights, Red Dot Sight, Tac-Light, Laser Sights, Suppressor, High Capacity Magazine

Grenade launchers are not permitted as personal weapon. (One will be available depending on mission for anyone to use along with other heavy powered artillery)

There is also C4 explosives, flashbangs, smoke grenades, and white phosphorous grenades (they explode in a chemical fire). Which are encouraged for each member to have on their person.

Special Weapons can be requested, please contact Rayne or Setsa for such.

Spoiler: MHI Issued Body Armor 

(Paraphrased from Book 1- Monster Hunter International)

A thick layer of stab-proof Kevlar covered the vital organs. Though not much heavier than regular thick clothing, the sleeves and pant legs had the same fibers sewn into the fabric. There was a neck guard that could be raised to resemble a turtle neck to protect against bites. Most of the threats we would face would involve teeth or claws, so unlike regular body armor, ours was designed for that rather than for bullet resistance.

The helmet, an armored monstrosity that looked kind of like a motorcycle helmet with a full visor and face shield, could be attached to the neck guard. With the heavy gloves and big helmet, a suited Monster Hunter could become a chew toy for a pile of zombies and come out gnawed on, but unbitten. Bullet proof plates can be added to the front and back to protect vital organs. Survival is key after all.

The armor had lots of extras designed just for the people in our peculiar business. A CO2 cartridge was carried in the shoulder harness. In case of emergency it could be activated and the harness would inflate. Handy if you got dumped into deep water, because it was difficult to swim while strapped with piles of gear. My understanding was that Sam, our former SEAL, had insisted on that device. Each suit also had a GPS unit for navigation, which occasionally came in handy to locate a Hunter’s body when the bad guys won. The armor is equipped to hold the standard issue knife and grenades.

Standard issued boots combat boots. Two different types of gloves, thinner one for shooting, other version a heavy gauntlet.

The armor could be ordered in whatever color you wanted, as long as it was black, olive drab, or coyote brown. There was not a lot of use for festive colors in monster hunting.

THE RULES
All RPA rules apply and will be enforced, this goes without saying.

Keep it civil and respect the other players participating in OOC and IC

The GM's decision is final

No God Modding {yes with so much firepower it could be a challenge. But damage is only as good as the weapon dishing it out.}

No powerplaying (your character knowing things that have been discussed in OOC)

No more than two characters a player

Please inform the GM if you cannot post least once a week due to a vacation, illness, or other life issues.

All Mature Rules Apply

Accept that your character may be injured, and or die at anytime

Remember to have fun as well!

Character Sheets

Name:
Age:
Species: Only two will be allowed to be Puff Exempt Monsters so please PM me if you're interested
Profession before MHI:
Appearance:
Weapon: (Pick two from the weapons list, Set of Pistols you can choose, Combat Knife Standard Issue)
Armor Color: -see body armor
City/State came from:

How were you recruited to MHI-
(Can come from MCB but still need to explain how. All initially would be recruited by experiencing/fighting/witnessing a monster and had the capability of a flexible mind to not go crazy. Could have been recruited by any MHI team in United States.)

Personality:
Background:

Spoiler: NPCs 

Senior Agent Myers- Looks more like a Professor than a Federal Agent. Mid sixties best guess. Always wearing an off rack suit of sorts. He calls the shots when it comes to MCB.

Agent Franks- A dark brooding type, obviously muscular and grim of attitude. A man of few words. A hulking beast in human form, who knows exactly how and with what to kill any monster with. OOC Knowledge ONLY- Frankenstein

Spoiler: Robert Lancaster: Weapons/Defense Specialist -Derp's 

Name: Robbert Lancaster
Age:45
Species: Human
Profession before MHI: He could tell you, but he'd have to kill you.
Appearance:
A tall, thin, weak looking man who seems to know more about putting lead down range better than almost everyone else around him.

He wears casual jeans and a shirt that is left untucked to prevent the gun holstered in his waistband from showing.
He has short brown hair with some grey and soft blue eyes. His skin is starting to wrinkle but isn't so bad as to make him old.

Weapon:
MP5k
Otherwise standard save for the modified fluted barrel with enhanced polygonal rifling, a 50 round drum clip, and a micro red dot sight.

M1 Carbine.
.30 carbine
30 round clip. Welded on rail system with a 3.4 magnification ACOG. Sight.

Walther PPK .32 ACP. (Ankle holster)
8 round clip. James Bond gun, bring it.

H&K P30 (IWB holster)
9x19mm 15 round clips.

Armor Color: TBD
City/State came from:London England
How were you recruited to MHI-
Again, he could tell you, but he'd have to kill you afterward.

Personality: somewhat of an oddball, but an oddball who knows how to shoot and shoot well. He can on occasion ramble but he still gives more information than not. He also has a bad habit of demonstrating the new toys he comes up with.
Background:
MI6... That's all we're allowed to say.

Accepted Characters

Director of MHI Operations: Earl Harbinger

Team Leaders

Genitaa Klausner

Grae Raines

Michael Leo Shackleford

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Team Members


Kaatau

Keith Murdock

Todosi Kumanosuke Takaashi

Astra Sola Lunas

Adelphus Fatum


Inactive/ NPC Characters

Peter Hermon

Jensen Chulyin

Yoo Sun Park

Harvath Wolfthorn


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[Dnafein]

Spoiler: Todosi Kumanosuke Takaashi 

Name: Todosi Kumanosuke Takaashi
Age: 20
Species: Human
Profession before MHI: Yakuza Assassin

Spoiler: Appearance: 

Todosi stood with a relaxed sloutch that further reduced his 5'8" height. His165 lbs of wiry muscle are carried with a comfortable grace. His typical civilian attire is generally a silk turtleneck, blazer and dress pants. sometimes though he wears a dress shirt instead of the turtle neck exposing his scar.

Weapon:

Spoiler: Silenced FN P90 w/ holographic sight 

The FN P90 is a personal defense weapon (PDW) designed and manufactured by FN Herstal in Belgium. Created in response to NATO requests for a replacement for 9×19mm Parabellum firearms, the P90 was designed as a compact but powerful firearm for vehicle crews, operators of crew-served weapons, support personnel, special forces and counter-terrorist groups.

Spoiler: pair of silenced Minebea PM-9 

The Minebea PM-9 Submachine Gun, known officially in the Japan Self-Defense Forces (JSDF) as the 9mm Machine Pistol (9mm機関拳銃 Kyumiri Kikan Kenjū?)[3] or as the M9,[5] is a Japanese-made machine pistol. Based on the Israeli IMI Mini-Uzi, the PM-9 has the same telescoping bolt as the Mini-Uzi, but differs in its appearance, operational use and handling.

Spoiler: a Gideon Tanto 

Featuring a modified “tanto” design, the fixed-blade Gideon Tanto is perfect for piercing or slashing and is ready for action when you arnd houses two holes in the blade flat for convenient tethering.

Spoiler: Katana 

The katana is characterized by its distinctive appearance: a curved, slender, single-edged blade with a circular or squared guard and long grip to accommodate two hands. It has historically been associated with the samurai of feudal Japan.

Armor Color: Black
City/State came from: Kyoto; was recruited in Los Angeles

How were you recruited to MHI- During a hit Todosi's target turned out to be something more then human. In the ensuing fight Todosi nearly had his throat ripped out. Were it not for the prompt arrival of medical help he most likely would have died, instead he lost the abiltiy to speak. Todosi joined the MHI as a means to seek revenge on creatures like the one that nearly killed him.

Personality: Todosi is unnervingly quiet. He is still quick to smile and attempts to be an active social member of the team. He is polite, having gone so far as to carry business cards with the American Sign Language alphabet on it so that others can try to understand him. Even with his handicap Todosi can still be considered charming.

Background: Todosi was born in a small village in the Tosa district of Japan. His childhood was happy, and short. At the age of 5 his parents were lost in a tragic car accident. Todosi was taken in by a local dojo, that unbeknownst to the authorities was operated by the local Yakuza.

Todosi joined the local children, whose parents paid for their training, when the dojo had their youth classes. After classes his days were full of chores. After two years of this Todosi was surprised to begin recieving further training once the dojo closed for the night. His extended training expanded upon his martial arts and began introducing stealth, weapons and illegal activities.

When Todosi was sent to Kyoto at the age of 16 he moved with a silent grace, that hid the fact that he knew several ways to kill a man barehanded. Todosi started his criminal career as an enforcer, however his parkour skills and ability with a blade impressed his overseers. Todosi was given his first assassination order at seventeen.

The next three years of his life were spent helping his Oyabun rise through the ranks. While most of his kills were within the organization, Todosi did occasionally make the political or financial worlds grieve. It was one of his financial based assassinations that sent Todosi to LA. The target was a movie producer, what the Yakuza did not know was that the producer had also angered something else.

Todosi failed to kill his target, as he was dead before the young man arrived. Luckily the creature had managed to set of the security system. LAPD's arrival saved the assassin's life, upon waking after life saving surgery Todosi was informed that he would most likely never speak again. Taking a pen and paper the assassin asked what it was that had attacked him, as he remembered little. Receiving no answer that he felt right Todosi threw himself into learning ASL.

Upon leaving the hospital he was approached by a member of the Los Angeles MHI team. Todosi was skeptical of why he was approached, yet as soon as he learned what he was being recruited into he gladly signed up.

[SikstaSlathalin]

Spoiler: Astra Sola Lunas 

Name: Astra Sola Lunas
Age: 15 years in operation
Species: Magical Construct
Profession before MHI: Circus Performer

Spoiler: Appearances 

She has three appearances depending on what she is needed for.

Spoiler: Astra 

Her normal form, a slender 5'6, a neat 100 pounds, and under her hat she has blue and red hair. Used to do normal jobs.

Spoiler: Sola 

Her fight form, a more imposing 6'0, a sold 150 pounds, and her hair is purple and red. Used to take on physically tougher enemies like Wights and Vampires.

Spoiler: Lunas 

Her stealth form, a sneaky 5'5, a speedy 80 pounds, and her hair is purple and blue. Used primarily for recon, but the added speed gives her a slight edge for assassinations and thievery.

Weapon:

Spoiler: Pair of HK MP7s 

Spoiler: K-Bar Fighting Knife 

Armor Color: -Coyote Brown
City/State came from: Sleepy Hollow, New York

How were you recruited to MHI- Recruited in her home town after the circus she was performing in was besieged a small group of Nasty Zombies. The humans were quickly dispatched, but being a Construct created by Magic melding metal and two elemental Spirits together, the monsters' touch had no effect on her or Pyrous. They weren't particularly tough, she switched to her "Strong Woman" form and just bashed their skulls in with the free-weights she was about to use in her act, Pyrous took care of his half with his throwing knives. The MHI Team showed up and put down the circus folk that had been turned. With Astra, Pyrous, and the wizard(who had vanished at the start of the attack) being the only ones left they brought her into the fold. She wished for Pyrous to join her, but he said he need to bring the Circus back to life. And they parted ways with a promise of true love on their soft leather lips that they would return to each other.

Personality: Astra has what she calls a harmonious Multiple Personality Disorder. Her actual personality is very sweet and joyous. She was created to make people laugh after all. She speaks with a high somewhat childish voice.

Next is Sola, being a Fire Spirit, she's passionate, strong-willed, and with an annoying need to show-off. She speaks with a deeper more sultry sounding voice.

Lunas is a Night Spirit, as such she's creative, intuitive, with just a touch of romantic loner. She speaks with a wispy medium depth voice that seems to never rise above a whisper.

Together they seem to keep each other in check with Astra usually playing the middle-woman.

Background: Created in the vortex of magical power that looms over Sleepy Hollow, New York. Astra was just a hollow life sized Faux Silver and Leather marionette. She was supposed to be part of a new Puppet/ Theatrical Show. Controlled by wires and counter-weights and voiced by the ringmaster's teenage niece.

So much time, energy, detail, and passion went into creating her and her lover Pyrous Aero Terran who was voice by the Lion Tamer's son and the Niece's long term boyfriend, that the circus people actually treated them as real people. Talking with them about their problems, joking with them, even dancing with them. So intense were these feelings that the two puppets took on magical consciousness and gained their own voices with some help from a genuine Wizard that worked in the Circus. At first it was just Astra and Pyrous, two young kids brought to life and slowly gaining more knowledge and experience through interaction. As their fame grew though people wanted to see them do more and have bigger more exciting acts.

At first the Circus Folk were against it, Astra and Pyrous were like their children, and what the masses wanted would've been like getting plastic surgery on their kids because they stopped being so cute. The puppets wanted to help the circus get more successful and so with more aid from the wizard the two young constructs were melded with two Elemental Spirits. A Fire and Night Spirit for Astra, and an Air and Earth Spirit for Pyrous. The process was mostly painless, but the Wizard refused to speak of how he did it. Eventually everyone stopped caring and just enjoyed having the two puppets actually interacting with them.

For many years after their construction they became world famous and people came from all around just to see the Full Moon Circus with it's magical puppets. Life was good, and in time the Ringmaster saved enough money to upgrade the kids to full silver and the finest leather around. It was around this time that the zombies attacked, the wizard vanished and left Astra and Pyrous to fight the creatures. They did so, but seeing their family dead around them effected the spirits greatly. While none of them will talk about it, a keen observer can notice the sadness even with their stark white eyes. So after seeing her way through training Astra Sola Lunas are all ready to graduate. Having been around Circus folk and their deception Astra is extremely skilled at reading human body language and even learned ASL to translate for some of the Acts that couldn't speak and for the Audience that couldn't hear.

[Kayser]

i want in

[Setsa]

Name: Genitaa (Genie for short) Klausner
Age: 27
Species: Human
Profession before MHI: Ski Patrol, Avalanche Emergency Response.

Spoiler: Appearance: 

Athletic, and sturdy thanks to her Swiss ancestry. Her blue eyes are unmistakable much like her body.

Weapon: FN SCAR Assault Rifle, Remington 870 Shotgun, Beretta Pistols, Combat Knife.
Armor Color: Black
City/State came from: Vail, Colorado

How were you recruited to MHI- Gargoyle fight- Turns out on the day she went to Vail's Historical Theater, the stone gargoyles weren't just statues anymore. Dynamite works great in a pinch. MHI Denver immediately contacted her while she was in the ER for stitches that night.

Personality: Straight forward with a "no bullshit" attitude. She is all about the 'tough love' approach. Great charisma and people skills, she is sneaky in getting information out when one least expects it coming. Love for dynamite as it saved her life when we was Ski Patrol. A true "Snow Bunny".

Background: Immigrated to the United States at the age of 12 with her family from Sweden. She grew up in the Rocky Mountains at Vail as her parents owned one of the local ski shops in town. Her mother also being a teacher at the local college for French and Swiss. Her English is very good though she will always have an subtle accent. Genie got her US citizenship at the age of 20. Wanting to stay where as her siblings wished to go back to Switzerland soon as they graduated high school. Graduating college with a Master in Languages. She remained still up at the slopes as the snow was the best place ever for her.

Apart of the Ski Patrol for years with Certification in Explosives for dynamite use with Avalanches. Genie was happy for years until she went to the theature for a Christmas Ballet with her Parents. Though the screams at intermission told that all was not exactly normal. Well normal was tossed out the window when she saw a lone gargoyle, separated from the others of his kind. Trying to grab a meal from the theature's lobby having crashed through the roof. Short story? She was glad that she only had enough time that day to change in the employee locker room and bring her bag with. That had a few sticks of dynamite from when she had to respond early that morning to an emergency avalanche call. Luckier that she forget to put the extra sticks back in the lock case at work.

Now nearly 6 years later she was one of three Team Leaders accepting an invite to establish a new base in New York State. Having been there now for 5 months setting things up with help from the NYC division. Currently in Alabama at MHI Headquarters during the last few days of Newbie Training with the other two making up the NY division to have a say with Harbinger on who they'd get for the trip home.

[SikstaSlathalin]

We can be patient dear Sets.

[Kayser]

well it does seem to have potential so why not?

[Vestige Warrior]

definitely dibs.

[Dnafein]

I started something awesome...

(am referring to the dibses btw..)

[StormWolf]

Name: Harvath Wolfthorn
Age: 28
Species: Paragon - Peak human, augmented by a magical artifact.
Profession before MHI: AWOL PMC

Spoiler: Appearance 

Standing at a tall and sturdy 6'3", he is made of steel-cable muscle and sinew, very little fat left on his fair skin. Harvath's eyes are the color of an ocean in a storm, intense and bearing a predators gaze to them at all time. His hair is shoulder length and the color of summer wheat, often tied back in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck. On the undersides of his thick forearms, Harvath is branded with the symbol of the Temple that trained him to control his burden and gift.

Spoiler: Weapons 

Spoiler: FN SCAR-H CQC 

EOTech 551 Holo sight, 3x pivot scope, AG-43 grip, angled foregrip, 6P flashlight, AN/PEQ-15 target designator, KX-3 flash hider, QD suppressor.

Slung at front.

Spoiler: Kel-Tech KSG 

EOTech 552 Holo sight, tac-light, angled foregrip.

Slung at back.

Spoiler: Tanaka M629 Custom 

reflex sight, tac-light/laser, flash hider.

Right leg drop down holster.

Spoiler: FN Five-Seven 

Reflex sight, 00 Tac-light, internal suppressor/

Shoulder holster under left armpit

Spoiler: Pfft... Knives... 

The Hu-shen amulet, supposedly carved from the first jade found on earth, imbued with the ferocious spirit of Baihu. Baihu is the Chinese shijin of fire and metal, a ferocious and martial spirit of power an authority. The amulet found its way into Harvath's hands on his last mission as a PMC. The power of the spirit within the amulet augments his body to a physical peak. Strikes from his hands are harsh and lethal, fingertips cutting like steel claws and fists smashing like sledgehammers. He does not use a knife on most missions, literally relying on his hands instead, but since it is required, he brings his traditional karambit.

Armor Color: Urban digital camo
City/State came from: Anchorage, Alaska

How were you recruited to MHI- Upon Harvath's return to the United States, an MHI squad attempted to intercept him at the airport terminal. His use of the Hu-shen amulet had drawn their attention. He was finally subdued after a long and arduous chase, and was offered the opportunity to keep the amulet should he work for MHI. Otherwise, they would remove the amulet from him, one way or another.

Personality: Harvath's presence alone is one that commands respect, the bearing of a predator with a kind of primal charm. He is courageous, active, and self assured, hard pressed to be idle other than the short span of hours he requires sleep. Harvath has a tendency to be rash and passionate, which can sometimes spawn an ugly resistance to the authority of others. Bolstered by the supernatural power that roars through every fiber of his being, Harvath is fearless, blinded to dangers and often rushing headlong into territory where others would fear to tread. He does not do so with the brash bravado of a bull, but the practiced and lethal grace of an apex predator.

Background: Starting his armed service in the United States Marines, like so many naive and young patriots, Harvath opted out of a college education to take up a rifle for Uncle Sam. He fit well within the high-average demographic in most things, though his natural charisma and bearing made him potential leader material later on in his career, or at least he would have been.

Harvath's involvement in the Marines was short lived, though. The young soldier was ultimately broken in the Second Battle of Fallujah, where his platoon was scattered and he was taken prisoner. Subjected to the barbarism of the insurgent forces in Iraq for six months without rescue, he had given up hope of ever seeing home again. Shaped by his time as an insurgent prisoner, Harvath had become increasingly jaded and desensitized to death and the horrors of physical and psychological torment. On the eave of the day he was meant to be beheaded on camera, a team of Private Military Contractors swept in and razed the insurgent stronghold to the ground, extracting Harvath as the lone surviving prisoner. The PMC's commander was impressed by the young Marine's grit, and handed Harvath a business card before he was rushed to the corpsman for diagnosis and treatment.

With his request for discharge granted, Harvath left the Marines behind and joined up with the PMCs that saved his life, and started down a much more interesting, if not much darker, path on his life. Given access to a wider range of weaponry and gear without general military conduct or conventions to get in the way, Harvath developed into a brutal and efficient combatant. From 2005-2010, Harvath participated in a variety of missions, from playing suit-and-tie security at a bar mitzvah to raiding taliban weapon caches, he did it all, racking up a frightening body count along the way.

In 2012, he partook on a mission in Tibet, tasked by private Chinese businessman to vacate a particular village nestled in the peaks of Heng Shan Bei for the purposed of a 'archeological exposition'. Harvath's squad had not expected the violent repentance they got, and ultimately paid for it. The residents were savage, possibly even rabid. Whatever it was that they were on made them extremely strong, bare hands capable of tearing through kevlar. The combat took Harvath and his other PMCs completely by surprise, three men in the squad torn to ribbons before they could flick the safety off of their weapons. They were scattered by the ferocity of the attack, some men and women fled in hysteria, others crumbled into a quivering mass before the ravenous predators, but Harvath, so hardened by his experiences, withdrew with composure into the shadows. Fighting only when he had no other choice, he found himself at the central village of the shrine, quickly getting surrounded.

Approaching the altar nestled in the shrine, Harvath's hair stood on end, his body innately aware of the great power in the place around him. It was as if something had sunk hooks into Harvath, for no matter how hard he resisted, he was drawn to the altar, his hand taking hold of something that was icy cold to the touch, but at the same time filled him with a volcanic heat. A voice, deep and rumbling, echoed in Harvath's head.

"Destroy the seed of evil, or it will grow up to your ruin. What is the greatest evil?"

The response was sudden, lacking all thought. "When good men go to war." said Harvath, the fire spreading through his veins, turning his eyes into flickering pools of sapphire flame.

"Are you a good man?" asked the voice, shuddering with a powerful and etherial growl.

"No." Harvath replied. There was a snap of power, a magical tether bonding whatever the amulet was to Harvath. Somehow, it ended up around his neck, and he then lost all awareness in regard to the world around him. Everything became a smeared mess of color, sound, smell, and taste, a Pollock painting of the senses. For how long he remained in such a state, Harvath does not know, but after a time, there was darkness. In that darkness, there was silence. Peace.

The darkness receded to an ancient place, stones that whispered of ages before gunpowder and the airplane. Bars of rusted wrought iron caged Harvath. Despite the old appearance and ancient smell of the place, it was immaculately maintained. Harvath immediately focused on finding a route of escape, failing to notice that he was not alone until a gentle draft carried with it the gentle scents of incense. Seated in the shadows was a man of venerable age, wreathed in the grey-blue ribbons of incense smoke. The old man introduced himself only as Sifu, the master of the temple where Harvath was now being held. Sifu drew Harvath's attention to the amulet that now hung around his neck.

A Hu-Shen, it was called. One of many pieces, but one of the four most powerful, and one of the two most difficult to control. According to Sifu, the amulet was made from jade created from the essence of Bishu himself, the great white tiger spirit of the West. Bishu was a violent and ferocious god, one of feral and savage temperament, depicted as both benevolent and malicious throughout the ages. A creature of metal and fire, Bishu was one of the four aspects of the Shaolin and their chosen martial art. According to Sifu, only those of remarkable willpower can withstand the power of the Hu-Shen, which explained the savage nature of the people Harvath encountered. They had opened themselves to Bishu and the Tiger God had ravaged their minds and souls, twisting them to his will as punishment for their weakness. Harvath would not be permitted to leave the temple until he had proven his strength of mind, body, and spirit - his ability to resist the power of the Hu-Shen and control it, rather than let it control him. Every Shen amulet is a relic of great power, and one such as the Tiger or Dragon getting into the wrong hands would spell disaster for the civilized world.

Five seasons came and went, each day would begin with Harvath rising an hour before twilight to begin his trials. Each of them were specifically designed by the Sifu himself, to slowly crush Harvath under pressure. Not enough to break him, but enough to keep him on the dagger's edge of collapse, and like coal, Harvath would come through brighter, harder, and keener than ever before. Every week would grow more and more difficult by a staggering margin, pushing Harvath beyond his limitations, forcing him to adapt and evolve himself. Sifu and the other masters bestowed unto Harvath a distillation of their teachings, letting the ancient spirit of the Hu-Shen fill in the blanks. By the time of winter in the year 2013, Sifu deemed Harvath worthy to leave the Temple, if he so desired. It truly was a tough choice, but there was family and friends back in the United States that Harvath had not seen in a long time, and he wished to put their minds at ease.

Setting out on foot, Harvath took a series of small airplane flights, starting in Mongolia, and hopped his way back home. Upon landing in Dulles Internation Airport in Washington DC, a full squad of heavily armed troops awaited Harvath, their body armor printed with "MHI".