Those magnificent men, in their flying machines...some of them air cadets, others who are long-toothed veterans of war in the air.
Thirty naval officers to sail the seven seas, salty sea dogs all. Some are explorers, some are traders, and others are out on missons of conquest.
A remarkable pilot in the Atlantic Federation Aerospace Force, the Cosmic Era incarnation of Audie Murphy
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.
30 comic book inspired residents, honorary or otherwise of New Themyscira
A corporate Alpha Strike team
One of the more notorious and infamous shadowrunners of the Cosmic Era
Dossier of Cosmic Era character compiled and modified from the PS1 game Tekken II
A dossier of Mortal Kombat characters adapted to the Cosmic Era Setting
Come you Masters of War...Thirty generals, some of them effective and popular with their men, others anything but.
When parapsychic abilities began manifesting, martial artists found that their discipline from years of training provided them with the acumen and ability to channel and control the unexpected powers that now flowed from their fingertips.
Drawn from the rather generic Gunslinger Adept from Shadowrun, but influenced very strongly by the 2002 film Equilibrium and the 2008 Wanted.
Decepticon Military Scientist ca 1987
The failed prototype of the artificial race, the Oraki, it was Kain's misfortune to be found, and resurrected by those who bore a special hatred for his kind. Twisted now in mind and body, this monstrous man machine haunts both its kin and its former captors.
No high school teens who turn out to be wonder-pilots here.
Keep your wits about you man, they are only bullets. Not like we have to brave the damned bird.
Col. Chapman at the Battle of Miner Hill
And you think you’ve had issues with your father…
Half robot, half vampire
“Beep Click, Identify yourself or be removed.”
Honor, ethics, morality, civilization, these are mere trappings. Playthings that people use to hide from the world. They’ve all forgotten. No sword is untried by fire, and so it is with man.
I am the fire that will test man.
One day a a wind begins to blow out of the West. The next day it gets stronger. And stronger still the next few days. Eventually (and fortunately), the speed of the wind tops out at a steady fifty miles an hour, but continues to blow. Soon an entire kingdom is wondering why it's not abating. The weather mages deem it unnatural but can't seem to banish or control it. The priests of various faiths claim it's divine. The End-Of-Days crowd is having a field day with their predictions of doom. No one knows why the gale persists. When inquiring with neighboring kingdoms, it seems they too suffer from a persistent western mistral. Eventually the populace begins to adapt to living with a twenty four hour a day wind. Always from the West, and perpetual. What could be causing this? A raging Elemental king? a curse from the gods? an unearthed artifact? Or has Nature itself gone haywire?