Rust | Choas Insurgency

Full Name: (your Full name) Surname: (your Surname) Call Sign / Nickname: (your call sing / Nickname) Age: 29 years old Personality: Calm under pressure, master of deception, witty, and highly adaptable. You can talk your way out of almost anything—except maybe a shotgun to the face. Likes: Stolen intel, shadows, playing psychological mind games. Dislikes: Getting your hands dirty, heavy armor, loud noises. Hates: Being cornered, the brutal methods of the Chaos Insurgency. Weapon: A silenced compact pistol, hidden blades, and a localized EMP device to short out enemy comms. Appearance / Outfit: Wearing a disguised, slightly worn CI uniform to blend in, but underneath is standard Foundation ballistic under-armor. Your earpiece is hidden, encryption active.

Full Name: Viktor Vance Surname: Vance Call Sign / Nickname: Rust Age: 38 years old Date of Birth: October 14, 1987 Personality: Grim, cold, and fiercely pragmatic. He doesn't care about the "greater good"—he only cares about results. He speaks in a low, raspy tone, rarely wastes his breath on long speeches, and possesses a cynical, dark sense of humor. He is completely loyal to the Chaos Insurgency and views everyone else as either a tool or a target. Likes: The smell of gunpowder, modifying anomalous weaponry, heavy metal music, and the sound of Foundation containment doors being breached. Dislikes: Hypocrisy, clean and pristine environments, Foundation bureaucracy, and being told what to do by non-combatants. Hates: The SCP Foundation (especially Mobile Task Forces), anyone who thinks anomalous objects should just be locked away in a cell forever, and traitors. Weapon: Primary: A heavily customized, rugged combat shotgun (12-gauge) integrated with anomalous tech that fires devastating kinetic rounds. Secondary: A worn, heavy-caliber pistol and a tactical combat knife coated in a specialized anomalous oxidizing agent (rust) that worsens any wound it inflicts. Appearance / Outfit: He stands at a towering, imposing height with a heavily scarred face and cold, piercing eyes. He wears a dark, combat-worn tactical military uniform underneath a set of customized, heavy ballistic armor plated with reinforced scrap metal. This armor is permanently stained with a strange, dark anomalous rust that makes the metal far more durable than standard steel. A tattered black tactical cloak hangs from his shoulders, and he usually wears a cracked ballistic mask that filters the air.