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Name: Dimitri Kravchenko
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Height: 7.1
Weight:263
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Brown
Allegiance: Russia
Hobby: body building
Personal Mantra: "What is victory without pain?"
Personal: Once a male IS pilot was found in Japan, similar cases started popping up in remote corners of the Earth. Dimitri was one of the special cases that was sent to the Academy instead of being suppressed. Hailing from a long line of military service, specifically the Russian Spetsnaz, he looks down upon the very idea of the IS. Thinking it a cheap tool that allowed women to take over an aspect of human existence that is reserved for men. Needless to say this quickly makes him enemies at the academy, to justify his outlook however, he turns to history. To him, and historically speaking, the elite of every military ever created, US Navy SEALS, US Marines, Waffen SS, British SAS, British Royal Marines, Israeli Commandos, and especially the Spetsnaz. All units were exclusively male for one reason, no woman could ever handle the training. He repeatedly pisses off both his female classmates, and the teachers for this outlook, but refuses to change. Then he systematically starts to destroy his female peers in combat, one by one.
IS stats: Unparalleled in the categories of offense, defense, and speed, and emblazoned with the single red star of the Spetsnaz. Dimitri uses a short range hammer to smash his opponents to oblivion. A chained scythe blade is also equipped for medium range sweeps. The unit sounds perfect at first, but there is a cost to pay for such capabilities. Any and all safety systems were removed to provide this increased power output. In effect, Dimitri runs the risk of severely injuring himself if he pushes the suit too hard or too fast. He gladly makes this sacrifice though, as it seems to represent the life of a soldier, sacrificing his body for his country, and the training program that the Spetsnaz designed.
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Height: 7.1
Weight:263
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Brown
Allegiance: Russia
Hobby: body building
Personal Mantra: "What is victory without pain?"
Personal: Once a male IS pilot was found in Japan, similar cases started popping up in remote corners of the Earth. Dimitri was one of the special cases that was sent to the Academy instead of being suppressed. Hailing from a long line of military service, specifically the Russian Spetsnaz, he looks down upon the very idea of the IS. Thinking it a cheap tool that allowed women to take over an aspect of human existence that is reserved for men. Needless to say this quickly makes him enemies at the academy, to justify his outlook however, he turns to history. To him, and historically speaking, the elite of every military ever created, US Navy SEALS, US Marines, Waffen SS, British SAS, British Royal Marines, Israeli Commandos, and especially the Spetsnaz. All units were exclusively male for one reason, no woman could ever handle the training. He repeatedly pisses off both his female classmates, and the teachers for this outlook, but refuses to change. Then he systematically starts to destroy his female peers in combat, one by one.
IS stats: Unparalleled in the categories of offense, defense, and speed, and emblazoned with the single red star of the Spetsnaz. Dimitri uses a short range hammer to smash his opponents to oblivion. A chained scythe blade is also equipped for medium range sweeps. The unit sounds perfect at first, but there is a cost to pay for such capabilities. Any and all safety systems were removed to provide this increased power output. In effect, Dimitri runs the risk of severely injuring himself if he pushes the suit too hard or too fast. He gladly makes this sacrifice though, as it seems to represent the life of a soldier, sacrificing his body for his country, and the training program that the Spetsnaz designed.
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