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AlienFemaleAA="Name:  Mokara|Age:   20|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|Damarus' sister, and second in line to the scepter of Mobeth, Mokara feels that her brother is unworthy of the title and seeks to usurp it by proving herself the better in battle. Quiet and reserved, she watches her enemies closely for hidden weaknesses.||"
AlienFemaleAB="Name:  Makreth|Age:   24|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|A warrior maiden of the Yellow Bone clan, Makreth proudly wears the death mask handed down through generations of her family. Her bared fangs and slitted eyes have caused more than one opponent to freeze in fear for their lives.||"
AlienFemaleBA="Name:  Faraleth|Age:   28|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|When the human plague known as the Crimson scourge annihilated her tribe, the healer Faraleth went mad with grief, sickened by her own impotence to combat the disease. Now every death she suffers in the tournaments is one small step toward redemption.||"
AlienFemaleBB="Name:  Nebri|Age:   26|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|Her face permanently disfigured by the venom of an Arborean predator, Nebri signed up for the tournaments rather than face further rejection by those who were once her suitors. Little does her compatriot Damarus know that her feelings for him are considerably less than hostile.||"
AlienMaleAA="Name:  Damarus|Age:   23|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|The son of Mobeth tribe leader Gik Ma, Damarus has made quite a name for himself in the arenas. As a volunteer he enjoys many physical pleasures, but those who think his hedonistic lifestyle has made him soft haven't seen him from the wrong end of a biorifle.||"
AlienMaleAB="Name:  Komek|Age:   27|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|Like Makreth, Komek prefers to wear the death mask of his family into battle. This has earned him the disdain of Motig who prefers to instill fear into his enemies with displays of skill rather than gaudy facial art.||"
AlienMaleBA="Name:  Motig|Age:   19|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|The youngest of the Gen Mo'Kai players, Motig is also the most enthusiastic and outgoing of the recruits. He plays the crowd like a finely tuned instrument, using finesse and style to impress while crushing his enemies underfoot. Underestimating his abilities in combat may be the last mistake you'll ever make.||"
AlienMaleBB="Name:  Selig|Age:   25|Race:  Gen Mo'Kai||Data:|Unlike his flashy young friend Motig, Selig prefers to keep to himself. Between competitions he likes to explore the worlds he visits and document the interesting things he finds, or play a lethal game of cat and mouse with the interesting things that find him.||"

BotAA="Name:  Thorax|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|Relentless in competition and possessive of a digital immortality that even the organics are incapable of understanding, Thorax seeks only one goal. Victory.||"
BotAB="Name:  Mandible|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|Mandible's programmer thought it would be interesting to have his creation contemplate the meaning of life. Three days and 76 bodies later the automaton still lacked an answer, but had gained extensive knowledge of human physiology.||"
BotBA="Name:  Widowmaker|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|Widowmaker is one of the few battle drones confirmed to be wholly inorganic. Advanced threat detection and onboard evasive logic make this being a force to be reckoned with.||"
BotBB="Name:  Syzygy|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|Syzygy takes the term 'bleeding edge' to a whole new level.||"
BotCA="Name:  Cobalt|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|Every soldier trains for combat using drones to perfect his targeting skills. But what if the drone was smarter, stronger, and you were the target?||"
BotCB="Name:  Rapier|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|It slices, it dices, eviscerates, and decapitates, sees in the dark, and can track you by your DNA. Just like the girl you stood up on prom night.||"
BotDA="Name:  Corrosion|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|Beneath an exterior of cold metal burns a soul as bright as a dying star, the essence of a being who sought to rule the galaxy at the Emperor's side. With his dreams stripped away from him as easily as his dying flesh, Corrosion now exists only to seek his revenge.||"
BotDB="Name:  Renegade|Age:   N/A|Race:  Artificial Lifeform||Data:|No mercy will be granted by the drone as this feature was removed in the last operating system update.||"

EgyptFemaleAA="Name:  Diva|Age:   18|Race:  Human||Data:|Known for her charm and charisma off the Tournament floor, Diva takes advantage of her reputation by being exceedingly vicious in her pursuit of victory. She takes great amusement in having sympathy notes delivered to her opponents prior to a match.||"
EgyptFemaleAB="Name:  Memphis|Age:   21|Race:  Human||Data:|Once a beautiful daughter of the aristocracy who had grown tired of her pampered existence and taken to the arena, Memphis has become a battle hardened warrior addicted to the adrenaline high of combat and self-preservation.||"
EgyptFemaleBA="Name:  Asp|Age:   25|Race:  Human||Data:|Beautiful and deadly, Asp is as quick to strike as her namesake, and more likely to ensure that her victims don't recover from her bite.||"
EgyptFemaleBB="Name:  Cleopatra|Age:   25|Race:  Human||Data:|If you think Cleopatra and Asp have something going on, then you may be right. But it's not something you want to show up for unarmed.||"
EgyptMaleAA="Name:  Scarab|Age:   24|Race:  Human||Data:|A Lieutenant in the Desert Legion and veteran of three tribal wars, Scarab is a cold and calculating tactician who prefers to draw his enemies out into the open where he can kill them at his leisure.||"
EgyptMaleAB="Name:  Horus|Age:   28|Race:  Human||Data:|Three generations of arena combat have made Horus' bloodline a force to be reckoned with, and one that's very popular with the crowd. He'd like the ladies to know that he's available for private autograph sessions after today's match.||"
EgyptMaleBA="Name:  Roc|Age:   27|Race:  Human||Data:|A former officer in the Temple Guardians, Roc found the position to be less than rewarding. The extremely low incidence of crime within the city proper made it a very dull career. It was the encouraging words of an Imperial recruiter that finally convinced him to take leave of his world and venture out into the galaxy.||"
EgyptMaleBB="Name:  Hyena|Age:   27|Race:  Human||Data:|To the warriors of the Northern Waste, the display of emotions is a sign of weakness. Hyena has never shed a tear in his life, every drop of water more precious than his blood. Born to do battle on the desert sand, he now fights to return there.||"

JuggFemaleAA="Name:  Rylisa|Age:   32|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|Former Union Leader of Ore Miners' Local #732G, Rylisa found the bribes offered to her by an Imperial official to be an insult, so she cut off his hands and used his subdermal ID chips to access his accounts, netting her life in the Allerian Ice Mines.||"
JuggFemaleAB="Name:  Reinha|Age:   29|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|After her husband was killed in a mining accident Reinha had nothing left to live for, so she adopted the nickname her spouse had given her in his native Portuguese and set out to find meaning in death.||"
JuggFemaleBA="Name:  Ambrosia|Age:   26|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|A geneboosted weightlifter who strangled a judge in a fit of adrenaline induced rage, Ambrosia has resigned herself to a life in the tournaments, and the unthinkable horror of dealing with her teammate Gorge's sexual innuendos for the forseeable future.||"
JuggFemaleBB="Name:  Siren|Age:   27|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|Not only is she a victim of a severe beating with the ugly stick, she's had DNA from the tree spliced directly into her genes. There's nothing pretty about Siren and she'll be the first to admit it. Because if you mention it, she'll kick your ass.||"
JuggMaleAA="Name:  Gorge|Age:   34|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|It takes a special kind of person to survive the harsh environment of the Allerian Penal Colony. ||It takes another kind of person altogether to revel in it.||Gorge is more than just a survivor; he's a predator with a sweet tooth for suffering. Once incarcerated, Gorge took to the Tournaments like a fish to water, honing his combat skills both on and off the arena floor. The lack of firepower in the prison mines doesn't affect his training regimen in the least.||Who needs a gun when you've got hands and teeth?||"
JuggMaleAB="Name:  Frostbite|Age:   37|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|You can feel his cold gaze at a distance, like gangrene crawling beneath your flesh. It devours you, seeks to turn your blood to ice and your heart to stone. Imagine what he'll do when he actually gets his hands on you.||"
JuggMaleBA="Name:  Cannonball|Age:   28|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|If a trash compactor and a tank had offspring, then Cannonball would be the result. Big, ugly, and with the personality of a rabid grizzly, only the suicidal would voluntarily share a cell with this career criminal.||"
JuggMaleBB="Name:  Arclite|Age:   24|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       (Geneboosted)||Data:|Unlike his male counterparts, Arclite is neither a criminal nor a killer by nature. His presence in the tournaments is simply a byproduct of his genetic makeup. But watch your step around him. He's not happy to be here.||"

MercFemaleAA="Name:  Prism|Age:   26|Race:  Human||Data:|Raised on the crippled Capships of the 7th Mercenary fleet, Prism is part engineer, part gun for hire. She takes her name from the custom eyepiece she designed while inspecting bulkheads for micro-fractures.||"
MercFemaleAB="Name:  BlackJack|Age:   26|Race:  Human||Data:|Don't let those pretty eyes fool you. She's hard as steel, and holds her own in the arena better than most men. As a scout for Merc raiding parties she earned a reputation for dependability and courage while she was still a kid. But then nobody's really a kid anymore. They took that away too.||"
MercFemaleBA="Name:  Sapphire|Age:   27|Race:  Human||Data:|Soft spoken, intelligent and attractive, yet extremely brutal in the arena, Sapphire sets the hearts of many combatants racing. Often for many different reasons.||"
MercFemaleBB="Name:  Satin|Age:   24|Race:  Human||Data:|It was only two years ago that an Imperial Dreadnought captured her clan's vessel and brought its human cargo to the slave docks of Briggan IV. The dockmaster thought her a pretty one and kept her for himself but his unwanted attentions earned him a crushed larynx and a swift visit to the light at the end of the tunnel. Overseer Driak, who had always despised the dockmaster, took an instant liking to the girl and trained her for the Tournaments, where she has been ever since.||"
MercFemaleCA="Name:  Lauren|Age:   25|Race:  Human||Data:|Fierce, loyal, and technically capable. Her frame may be slim but she has the most incredible reflexes. Born into a poor asteroid miner family, she became notorious by stealthily eradicating her parents' competitors in space before becoming a full time Tournament warrior. Her soft side? It has been rumored she'd do anything to defend her high-school sweetheart, Brock.||"

MercMaleAA="Name:  Wraith|Age:   27|Race:  Human ||Data:|A participant in the Tournaments since the age of 19, Wraith has taken part in some of the most savage battles fought on the arena floor.|Considering his long history of combat, and the injuries he has incurred, it begs the question of which may be more scarred: His body or his mind.||"
MercMaleAB="Name:  Torch|Age:   28|Race:  Human||Data:|He's not much for talking, but when you need to give orders you don't want to be yelling over your men. If there's a point to be made, Torch prefers to make it with raw firepower.||"
MercMaleBA="Name:  Romulus|Age:   26|Race:  Human||Data:|Supported by his twin brother, Romulus has proven that with the right team behind you a good leader can go anywhere. So what if his brother feels a little jealous now and then, and maybe they start taking shots at each other. That's what the cloning tank's for, right?||"
MercMaleBB="Name:  Remus|Age:   26|Race:  Human||Data:|Being a twin in the Tournaments isn't so bad, as long as you're on the same side. If you think it's hard to have to face a brother in the arena try it when he's also got your face. One thing makes it easier though. He's a real jackass.||"
MercMaleCA="Name:  Brock|Age:   25|Race:  Human||Data:|Fresh from the interstellar academy, a scion from a rich Martian family. It is rumored he killed his mentor during training, but had his father bribe the authorities. Can be a hothead, but mostly tends to do things by the book.||"
MercMaleDA="Name:  Malcolm|Age:   32|Race:  Human||Data:|Needs no introduction - most famous veteran of the Tournaments, recognized on every planet. With the typical calm pride of the Earth-born, and strong sense of loyalty, Malcolm is a true survivor and born leader.||"

NightFemaleAA="Name:  Domina|Age:   54|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       Medusae||Data:|A walking deathtrap that preys on the compassion of her victims, Domina prowls the dark corners of a thousand worlds seeking enemies of the Empire.|Like all members of the Vigilance Force, Domina possesses the unique ability to ferret out treason where none has been committed.|Some say she can hear guilty thoughts, others say she can find the threads of dissent woven deep into the DNA.|Whatever it may be, if the shadows speak to you in a child's voice one day, run, and never stop running as long as you have breath in your body.||"
NightFemaleAB="Name:  Subversa|Age:   38|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       Medusae||Data:|Her eyes are devoid of life, empty orbs that take in the world with an unfeeling gaze. A thin trail of spittle runs untended from her tightly gagged mouth, yet she never rubs it away. Only one thing brings a spark of vitality to this tortured soul:  the suffering of others.||"
NightFemaleBA="Name:  Lilith|Age:   19|Race:  Cybernetic Human||Data:|Having lost her legs during an attack on an Imperial medical supply transport, Lilith was captured and sentenced to deletion of personality at the Purgatory penal facility. With her mind and body rebuilt from the ground up she now serves as a bounty hunter for the Empire.||"
NightFemaleBB="Name:  Fate|Age:   Unknown|Race:  Cybernetic Human||Data:|As a child her dreams were filled with ghoulish monstrosities, nightmares that craved the sustenance of human suffering. Decades later only the nightmare remains, and the innocence of childhood is a fairy tale for the weak.||"
NightMaleAA="Name:  Brutalis|Age:   24|Race:  Homo Sapien Taratis||Data:|As strong as he is ugly, Brutalis was part of an experiment to hybridize Human and Taratic prisoners into a highly intelligent killing machine. The project was scrapped after proving to be more successful than anyone could have imagined.||"
NightMaleAB="Name:  Ravage|Age:   Unknown|Race:  Homo Sapien Taratis||Data:|If League regulations allowed for unarmed combat then the competition would be quite brief with Ravage involved, and very, very messy.||"
NightMaleBA="Name:  Mr. Crow|Age:   approx. 36|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       Medusae||Data:|Mr. Crow brings culture and style to a sport as brutal and decadent as any in history. The fact that he is a raving lunatic with a taste for the bizarre only adds to his charms in the eyes of the public.||"
NightMaleBB="Name:  Harlequin|Age:   34|Race:  Homo Sapiens|       Medusae||Data:|Ever wonder why children are afraid of clowns? Now you know.||"

Arborea="Planet ID:   JX-4230, Arborea|Planet Type: Tropical|Avg. Temp.:  27 Celsius|Population:  12 million|Main Export: Edible Algae|Main Import: Fusion Cells||Home to the Gen Mo'Kai, Arborea is a paradise planet of vast jungles and rain forests. The indigenous race relies mainly on organic technology, but anthropologists have noted increased evidence of alternate technologies in use among the population.||"
Anubis="Planet ID:   ME-334, Anubis|Planet Type: Desert Moon|Avg. Temp.:  42 Celsius|Population:  43 million|Main Export: Silicon|Main Import: Water||Nearly three millennia ago, a colony of humans from the Egyptian desert were seeded on this remote moon as part of an alien experiment. While the Egyptian Empire of Earth experienced eventual decline and passed into legend, the colonists of Anubis flourished, creating a civilization that combines the architecture of their ancestors with modern technology.||"
Alleria="Planet ID:   JX-237, Alleria|Planet Type: Ice World|Avg. Temp.:  -20 Celsius|Population:  34,716|Main Export: Iridium|Main Import: Protein Bales||A penal colony for blue-collar workers, Alleria provides precious ore to half a dozen systems. The harsh living conditions, and brutally long shifts ensure that only the strongest and most dangerous criminals survive.||"
Purgatory="Planet ID:  MX-2389 Purgatory|Planet Type:Volcanic|Avg. Temp.: 54 Celsius|Population: 107,835|Main Export:Sulfur compounds|Main Import:CO2 Scrubbers|The Imperial Reeducation Facility on Purgatory is the final stop for enemies of the Empire. When sentenced to reeducation hardened criminals have been known to weep, or beg for mercy even as the Overseers drag them away.  Many believe that these monsters get what they deserve, but the monsters that are produced in the facility's incubators would drive them mad with fear.||"
Sanctuary="Planet ID:   N/A, Sanctuary|Planet Type: Unknown|Avg. Temp:   Unknown|Main Export: Unknown|Main Import: Unknown||The Inquisitors have suspected for some time that the Polaris Battle Group maintains communications with a colonial planet as yet unidentified. This planet, which has only been identified by the title Sanctuary, is a refuge for Mercs who have fallen afoul of Imperial Law. Despite the use of informants and interrogation the whereabouts of this planet are still unknown.||"
Premaka="Planet ID:   VX-739 Premaka|Planet Type: Sterile|Avg. Temp.:  Radical Variance|Population:  0, Drones Only|Main Export: Protein Bales|Main Import: Unknown||Populated completely by drones, the planet of Premaka serves as a staging area for the refinement and distribution of protein supplements for colonial outposts. While the reason given for locating the processing facilities in such a hostile environment is to retard the growth of bacteria, some suspect that it may be simply to prevent the curious from discovering what really goes into the food supply.||"




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