A remarkable pilot in the Atlantic Federation Aerospace Force, the Cosmic Era incarnation of Audie Murphy
Dr. Carter is a well known (at least in academic circles) as an Indiana Jones-esque scholar of the occult and professor of pre-human culture, a Mars born swashbuckler in her youth, now a tenured and crafty acquisitionist.
Formerly known as Annika Monroe of New Newark Arco #6
Also known as Komisar Dvenadtsat, or Agent 12
Tilde is a charismatic hume who works as a fixer for the hume commune on the dark side of the moon, setting up contracts between the commune and freelancers or mercenary agencies.
This is definitely going to void yer warranty, mate.
The queen of a pocket kingdom, Zora is known for her command of dark magics, fashion sense that involves using armor grade metal in dresses and bustiers, and the stark contrast of her pale skin against her blood red lips and raven dark hair.
also known as a clanker, metal dog, trash can
The ultra-light droid
A variation of Man/Moment/Machine (NPC/Plot/Item)
One of the more terrible black treasures held in the vaults of the Atlantic Federation, the mutilated torso of a still living infested auton
As an R34 (remora) Col. Inoue leads mecha into battle. She does this without the benefit of a mecha of her own, instead relying on her own feet and a high power rifle.
Cosmic Era: Yuna of Final Fantasy X
30 comic book inspired residents, honorary or otherwise of New Themyscira
A bunker to hold NPCs in the process of having the serial numbers filed off and their programming reset
You were gone, like dead. I had to work with what I had. But the good news, you look great, and you're still alive!
This... this isn't my hand...
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!
Once a arcoban (arco-urban) chinpira, now a parapsychic burner under the influence of the Neogenecists
Formerly a mercenary lurking around the Silk Road, now the victim of the Neogenecists
A corporate Alpha Strike team
Aeon Flux - excised from failed 30 Amazons submission
Along the sluggish Vanne River, the banks are lined with thick stands of tall bulrushes. These areas of wetland are considered ill-omened by the locals, for they hide the skeletal remains of thousands of grazing animals, washed downriver in a terrible flood decades before.
Adding to the uncanny reputation of the place is the occasional undead cow or goat that lurks there. The product of a necromancer's experiments some years before, these relatively harmless undead wander the area at night, startling livestock as they attempt to graze with them.