Dallas RausHome: Hectoton Town
Appearance: A lean, mean captaining machine. Dallas is young, spry, and beneath his stocky figure is an iron core, red hot with the energy of a life lived recklessly. His hair is a fair chestnut color, with his hair tied back in a stout ponytail. His face bears a perpetually stubbly chin, and his eyes are a muddy gold.
Backstory: Dallas was grew up always knowing the rumble of the 'Naut beneath his feet. To him, it was like a heartbeat, a simple fact of life, without which the world he loved could not exist. He grew up in his ramshackle home, tucked away beneath the deck, always covered in the soot and oil and blood of the machine he called home, and he loved it. He was to grow up to be like his parents, mechanics for the 'Naut, but he dreamed of something more. Scraping together what he could, and maybe stealing a part or two, he put together a machine worthy of bearing the name of a Juggernaut.
Piloting skill: 1
Gun skill: 1
Talking skill: 1
The Silver BulletArmor: 1
Speed: 6
Crew: 2
Primaries: One Meganthian Cannon
Secondaries: Six Catchkan Autocannons, four Fredbug Mortars, Two Mysdrivious missile launchers
Tertiaries: Fifteen Bombsti Shotguns, Five Grendal Autorifles.
The quickest, slickest, side-windiest 'Naut on the turf. Her enemies only get to see a flash of steel and a puff of gunpowder before it's all done. Well, that's what Dallas likes to say to whoever's listening in the local bar. She's a fairly new Juggernaut, quite light and maneuverable, and has spent the majority of her life hung up in the dock of Hectoton, being added to and improved on by Dallas and his small group of friends he calls a crew.
Her body isn't painted, but instead proudly displays its polished steel skin. She's shaped much like
the locomotives of a bygone era. Her cannon is mounted just at the front of her body, and her secondary guns all line the sides, pointing out perpendicular to her body when not in use.
EDIT: Switched out the Juggernaut name for something more fitting.