Guns for Hire Minions
Descriptions of the minions of Armas Laine in the quest Guns for Hire, particularly those under the semi-direct control of the player base.
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Most Worthless Minion run by Your Name Goes Here Fool |
Appearance: Generic and underdeveloped
Equipment: AN-94
Activities: {{{Activities}}} |
Minion Profiles
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The Burned Gun run by The_Falcon |
Appearance: 5'3", Black hair usually bound up in a bun or ponytail, dark brown irises.
Equipment: AN-94
Activities: {{{Activities}}} |
The Cautious Tinkerer run by Ironybot |
Appearance: 5'10", dark brown hair, average build leaning toward fast over strong, Siberian facial features and skin coloration.
Equipment: AN-94
Activities: {{{Activities}}} |
The Mad Gambler run by DoubleU and Captain-Lightning |
Appearance: Nikifor is a stocky muscular figure, weighing in at 176 pounds and 5'8" in height. Fair skinned, with a wide squarish jaw. Usually adorned with a thick coat of stubble. Brown haired and green eyed, Nikifor is most notable for his piercingly observant gaze. Identifiable by the wide scar close to his jugular.[Handsome bastard here.]
Equipment: *AN-94
Activities: {{{Activities}}} |
The Vigilant Spear Carrier run by CaptainButthead a.k.a. BUTTZ |
Appearance: 5'11", 150lbs, muscular build. Light skin, crew cut black hair, light skin.
Equipment: AN-94
Activities: {{{Activities}}} |
Stealthy Bastard Mk. II run by Alratan |
Appearance: 6'6", whipcord thing, pale skin and completely hairless. Favours wearing dark digital camouflage gear. Almost never seen without a hat of some kind when not fighting.
Equipment: 9A-91 subsonic carbine assault rifle with sound suppressor cheesewire garotte night vision goggles
Activities: {{{Activities}}} Outside of combat, Gloom is both a dedicated outdoorsman and keen student of the city. Climbing, hiking, canoeing are all pastimes he has turned his hand to in the country, whilst in urban areas he enjoys disappearing into the crowds and people watching. One of his odder habits, and favourite comic turns for his squad, is to adopt the mannerisms of passing strangers, and mimic them precisely as they go by. Before Gloom gained his name and attitude, he was an up-beat young man, who, despite the minor disfigurement of being hairless, managed to be a reasonably cheerful child and popular student. National Service soon put an end to that, where his unusual improvement lead to relentless and intense bullying from his fellow conscripts, inspired and directed by the NCOs. These were not pleasant years for Gloom, and he was lucky to survive some incidents, despite learning to bribe some of his superiors thanks to subsidy from his middle class parents. His inability to retaliate for his suffering twisted Gloom, and it was this dysfunction that caught the Russian Hidden Army's recruiters. Unfortunately for some of his erstwhile tormentors, these talent scouts knew their material well, and well offered the opportunity for vengeance in return for extended service, he took it. It was only later that he learned they never intended to let him go. |
Vladimir Maksimovich Volkov
Heritage: Russian
Languages: Russian, English, Turkish
Occupation: Mercenary, currently employed by Armas Laine
Affiliations: Armas Laine
Appearance: 6'5", 322lbs, light brown hair, perpetual five o'clock shadow, green eyes, heavyweight build
Capabilities: Natural Shotgun Surgeon (as Bob termed it), explosives, basic firearm maintenence, basic metallurgy and metalworking, massive alcohol tolerance
History: Vlad is a big man who likes big bangs, whether they might come from the enormous shotgun he carries or a well-placed series of demolition charges. As long as it goes BOOM, he's happy with it. Despite his lack of general skill in comparison with the rest of his unit, he's enthusiastic about his work and always looking for an opportunity to blast something into smaller pieces than it originally consisted of. Though capable of limited discretion when on the job or otherwise called for, his manner tends to be much like his tools of the trade; energetic, unsubtle, and with a complete lack of volume control. Needless to say, he tends to give the impression that sobriety is a terrible condition that only happens to other people, even when he's not actually drunk. Additionally, he has a marked interest in becoming a gunsmith.
Equipment: AN-94, KS-23 23mm shotgun with extended barrel, Barrikada slug rounds (9), Shrapnel-25 shot rounds (9), Zvezda flashbang rounds (2), Cheremukha-7M CN gas rounds (2), 1.5lb PVV-5A plastic explosive charges (4), detonation accessories, Russian military gear, formal wear, rugged and worn-out old jacket. Current funds: $9,463
Notes: Poor in general military skill compared to the other Russians, except in use of shotguns and explosives. Terrible at controlling automatic fire, too used to massive shotgun recoil and thus overcompensates when trying to keep lighter weapons in line. Only accurate when firing one shot at a time or when using the AN-94's 2-round burst due to its recoil mechanics. Horrible driver, could probably crash a golf cart in an open field. Cannot cook. At all. Managed to set a stove on fire when boiling water at one point. Eats a lot of microwave meals and fast food as a result, if someone else isn't cooking. That and his huge appetite might explain why he's a bit on the heavy side. Known to sow terror and discord amongst all-you-can -eat buffet restaurants due to aforementioned gastronomic capacity. This unit is periodically under the erratic control of Gunpowder Symphony.
Igor
Heritage: Russian
Languages: Russian, English, Turkish
Occupation: Minion of Armas Laine
Affiliations: Armas Laine
Appearance: 6'2”, Dark Hair, not only a big man but a large one, he seems singularly solid.
Capabilities: Using heavy guns, taking hits, a tinkerer especially when it comes to Armors, inept when it comes to common modern electronic use.
History: Igor is not slow per say, but he does prefer to take his time mulling things over. He is the kind of man that is not only capable of patience, but actually enjoys the passing flow of time. He obviously dislikes using rapid firearms, but somehow prefers the use of Heavy ones like RPGs to being a sniper. He not so secretly has a love for big booms, so his strategies tend to focus on herding the targets in a group for him to blow them up. He has a deep love and affinity for clocks, which comes from his late grandfather, a clockmaker who raised him. When his family fell on hard times, the only thing he could keep was a pocket watch he pilfered, and has been repairing ever since. Igor only touches his pocket-watches when sober, but has gotten into the habit of heavily tinkering on everything else he could get his hand on when he gets drunk- that is to say, almost every night if he can help it. Not a big talker, he nonetheless is liked on his team if only for his habit to cobble-up emergency repairs on his squad's equipment, especially armors. His talent with tinkering mechanical parts is matched by his utter inability to do anything when it comes to modern electronics. He is utterly inept with them and doesn't like microwaves, ovens, microwave ovens, toasters, TV, the internet-he's QUITE detached from modern media, and only reads magazines and journals-such as ones on Armor.
Equipment: AN-94, a heirloom pocket watch as well as another he uses, Russian military gear, formal wear, elegantly tailored and rifle-concealing jacket.
Notes: This minion's puppet strings are sporadically and largely incompetently pulled by Arkeus.