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EFF Access please.

That is really weird Frenzy. It doesn't do that in IE for me.

I would suggest either updating to the newest version of IE, or if that doesn't work, using Firefox.

That's what I mean.

Access Granted to Earth Federation Database...
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File retrieved, opening ESB....
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File photo...


Name: Scott Archer
Birthdate: December 30, 0054
Age: 29
Hair Color: Dark Blue
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 185 Lbs
Blood Type: A
Body Build:
Personality: A professional solider who always puts the mission first. When in battle he is able to read the situation and act accordingly with what has to be done. Due to his considerable combat experience, he is able to go into battle emotionless and do what needs to be done for the sake of the mission. He is often called cold or callous but all that he does is bury his feelings deep inside himself.

Retrieving Earth Federation Military Specific information...
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Access Granted... Opening File..

Military Alignment: Earth Federation Forces
Earth Federation Military Branch: Earth Federation Space Forces
Earth Federation Space Forces Rank: Senior Chief Petty Officer
Mobile Weapon Assignment: FF-X7-Bst Core Booster

Personnel History:

Scott was born into a wealthy family with in the Zeon controlled North America sector. Scott learned during his childhood of his families rather cruel and wicked ways. Scott didn't inherit the apparent wicked gene that the rest of his family had. Scott's father would always look down upon him because he wasn't a true heir. Scott did not consider himself a part of the family because of this and ran away at the age of 13.

Scott changed his last time to Archer so that he could distance himself from his family. He had eventually traveled away from North America and settled down in a remote part of South America. He'd lived and worked there for 4 years before his past caught up with him. His older brothers, along with the family mercenary force, came into town ready to take it over to increase the family fortune. Scott wanted to do something against this take over but he was trying to keep a low profile just in case he was recognized. He knew that this brother that came was more horrible and cruel than his father.

A year later the family had taken over the little corner of South America where Scott was making his life. While out in the market one day, one of the mercs had abducted him and took him to his brothers mansion by force. As the bag was lifted over his head, he opened his eyes to see the sadistic face of his elder brother.

"Hello there little brother. I found you."

Scott's brows narrowed downwards as a sign of anger at seeing his elder brother. "Is that anyway you're supposed to greet me you pathetic insect!" Scott's older brother yelled out as he pressed a button sending a electrical shock through out Scott's body. He let off of the button to let Scott talk. "Always the ruthless prick, eh John?" Scott said with disdain in his voice. John did not take well to the tone in Scott's voice and one of the mercs kicked Scott in the back, hard. Scott managed to stand up finally after he'd been shocked and kicked. "Well now look at this. The worm all of the sudden has the nerve to stand before me does he!" His brother yelled out in anger. He had ordered one of the mercs to punch Scott in the face but what they all didn't know is that Scott had some training in the five years he was living in this corner of South America. Scott dodged the punch my kneeling down and ran his shoulder into the gut of the merc. The merc stumbled back a bit, that was until Scott shot up quickly and delivered a jumping sidekick to the face of the merc breaking his nose. Scott landed and then used his left leg to roundhouse kick the merc in the side of the head next, thus laying him out on the floor.

"JUST WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, WORM!"

John yelled out as he saw the whole thing transpiring. Scott looked back at his brother. "It's called I just kick his ass, John. That is only a taste of what I will do to you if you do not leave here." Scott said with conviction in his voice. John signaled one of his mercs to take off the constraints on Scott's wrists. Scott looked at his sadistic elder brother during the whole thing not letting his eyes break contact with his brothers eyes. John's sadistic smile frowned when he heard explosions from out side of the compound.

"SIR! EARTH FEDERATION TROOPS ARE ATTACKING THE COMPOUND. THEY HAD ALREADY BREACHED THE PERIMETER!"

Scott still looking at his elder brother during the events not being phased by the current happenings. His elder brother noticing this he went and ordered the mercs to fight off the feddies while he an d his little brother had some quality alone time. Johns smile grew more sadistic as he opened the wall on his left and showed a mulated womans body. Scott's eyes widened as he recognized the body. It was the body of Mira, the one person who liked Scott for what he was. "Oh you know her then little brother?: Did you know that I had personally raped her all day and all night long for a whole year? She would moan like a bitch in heat always wanting more and more..." Scott cut off his brother, "YOU DAMNED BASTARD! You, you killed an innocent girl and for what? To satisfy your own damn sadistic pleasures!" Scott's fists clenched tight as he felt the anger build up inside of him until he said, "Brother... I will kill you."

Scott then went into his stance as he watched his brother pull out a gun and points it at Scott. "Say good bye brother." John said but when he was about to fire the gun someone else fired theirs first, knocking the gun out of Johns hand. With out questioning it, Scott ran up to his elder brother and slammed him to the ground. Scott got up as quick as he could but John grabbed and broke a whiskey bottle over Scott's head. Reeling from the attack Scott stumbled off of his brother, holding his head where he was hit. John then took the this time to grab a chair and break it against Scott's back. Scott felt the impact of the chair against his back and yelled out in pain. John kept on repeatingly doing that to him until Scott rolled out of the way and did a sweep kick at John's knees bringing him back to the floor. Scott took a long while to get back up on his feet, but he was using a table edge to hold him up as. John jumped to his feet and started to charge at Scott with a chair leg. Scott noticed it and do he ducked down and flipped John over his back. You could hear a loud thud as John fell on and broke the table that was behind Scott. The EF soldiers entered the room seeing the two brothers fighting. The Captain of the squad told his troops to hold back as they watched them duke it out. Scott then mounted on top of John and started to punch him in the face over and over again. Scott's legs effectively pinning John on the ground un able to attack back. Scott then got up and got John's head into a hold. Scott's arms wrapped around Johns throat and forehead. "Now John Rot in hell with the rest of our family." Scott said as he snapped Johns neck in on e swift action. Scott then looked up at the EF soldiers and looked into the eyes of the Captain. Thats when Scott decided to join up with the Earth Federation.

Six years have passed since that eventful day. In those six years Scott rose through the ranks making it from Private to Sargent and is now the exclusive pilot of the Earth Federations FF-X7-Bst Core Booster. 6 years of missions and training and watching his friends die around him has hardened his emotions but EF command has confidence that he has what it take to help end this miserable war.

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The year is 0083 of the Universal Century, Scott is now a full fledged member of the Space Forces branch of the EFF. Armed with a promotion(Senior Chief Petty Officer), and his ever faithful Core Booster BST, he has been put back onto active duty in the wake of the remenant ZEON forces, Delaz Fleet, hoping to continue to serve the citizens of the Earth Federation like how he did during the One Year War.

Name: Remington "Rem" Alex Hace
Age: 22
Height: 6'
Weight: 167lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green

His mother named him "Remington" because she hoped a dignified name would give him something to live up to. Becoming a delinquent in high school and a brawler in the streets after graduation wasn't exactly what she had in mind. Called "Rem" by most(coined by his friends who found "Remington" took too long to say, unless they were trying to make a point.), the youth was picked up by the EFF draft and actually impressed his superiors with his constant fighting. Somehow getting assigned to a test division, he's been called to the frontlines in a GM II test model, to fill the shoes of the "Faceless Ace" Derek Carter, who died after a failed solo mission using a similiar GM II prototype.

In the following years, Rem hasn't had much chance to distinguish himself in military service. He's managed two promotions, one for his actions at A Baoa Qu, and one for temporarily taking command of the Salamis Kai-class Buster San-Go when it's bridge crew were killed facing a group of pirates operating from a stolen Musai. Both promotions were cancelled by subsequent demotions however, one immediately after being relieved as acting captain of the Buster San-Go, for striking a superior officer... into space. The demotion that brought him back to square one however, was a much more personal affair. Simply put it is a poor career move to be caught in your captain's quarters, with his daughter, while said captain is an EFSF admiral. This not only resulted in Rem being busted back down to E-4, but also caused Rem to be transferred completely out of said admiral's theater of operations. By march of 0083 however, Rem had managed to flip his situation, testing mobile suits at Torrington base, and even getting promoted to sergeant first class. His skills, and his knack for getting into trouble, have gained him the respect of many of the younger pilots.

Personality: Rem is less of a loner than he was in the OYW, finally beginning to make friends as well he makes enemies. Even still, he doesn't like to rely on others, preferring to handle things on his own if possible. He still has a dislike of authority, but has finally started wearing his uniform, though he wears it more like a disheveled school uniform than the garb of a soldier. Though he wouldn't be willing to come out and say it, he does respect officers who've earned their positions, such as Lt. Burning and Captain Timothy Reed. He feels unsuited to being a soldier in peacetime, but loves test piloting all the more because at least he still gets to have mock battles.

In Combat: Rem fights rather unprofessionally, with a rough, violent style that uses whatever he can find as a weapon, be it the environment, debris, or his mobile suit's fists and feet. He's even been known to try headbutting enemy machines with his GM II in the past. However, the impressive speed and agility of the Powered GM has sparked a change in his tactics. Now he's beginning to make use of hit-and-run maneuvers, as well as improving his evasive capabilities and becoming better at countering melee strikes. That said, when in close combat for extended periods, he always seems to fall back on his tried and true style born from back alley brawls.