Post by Henry Lynch on Sept 15, 2014 1:23:08 GMT
Character
Name: Henry Lynch
Faction: Titans
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Birthday: 6 APR UC 0048
Blood Type: B Neg
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Description
Height: 172 cm
Weight: 89 kg
Hair Color and Style: Brown, graying at the edges, short
Eye Color: Blue
Identifying Marks: None
Skin Tone: Weathered
Build: Lynch maintains a workout regime as best he can, but his body shows the stresses of his years in microgravity
Clothing: Lynch is rarely seen out of uniform
Family
Mother: Molly (deceased)
Father: Horace (deceased)
Siblings: None
Personality
Henry is the quintessential commanding officer - he is quiet but forceful, and is an excellent mentor to his junior officers. He abhors losing men in combat, but recognizes that it is occasionally necessary. He keeps his temper and his strong hatred of Zeon under tight lock and key, but woe betide anyone who pushes those particular buttons of his...
History
Horace and Molly Gibson had no idea what their son would turn out to be when he was born; they were just glad to have him - as was their extended family. They had lines of cousins coming when Henry was born to see him, and the warm family he grew up with helped set the young man up as a friendly and gregarious kid who made friends easily and was always out there. A solid but ultimately unremarkable record in high school left Henry looking for help to get through college, and that was when he turned to the Federation government. He had a Federal scholarship the next day through their OCS program - he would finish school with a degree in astrophysics from Stanford University, just like he wanted - but he would owe the Federal government military service after that. Accepting the bargain, he made it through Stanford with adequate grades and entered OCS.
OCS changed the young man. Henry hadn’t been soft by any means - no one coming from Australia was - but he hadn’t had the edge and strength a soldier truly needed until his training started. His marks were fine, but despite a desire to fly, his aptitude test scores weren’t good enough for him to be a Saberfish pilot - and they were in the top percentile of those suited for shipboard duty. Henry was assigned to one of the Goddard class destroyers of the newly formed Earth Federal Space Forces as the Ordnance Officer, overseeing the powerful missile systems of the ship.
Henry’s tour on the Gagarin brought little action, but he discovered a genuine gift for both astrogation and shiphandling there. On top of that: he liked shipboard duty, liked being an officer,, and in general liked his job. He happily remained in the Federal Forces, taking three years as an instructor at the Federal Academy, where he also earned his Masters in Astrophysics.
Then came the looming threat of the Republic of Zeon and the 70s Rearmament Plan. The ink wasn’t even dry on his degree before he was kicked back to space, this time as the Weapons Officer on the EFS Vespucci, one of the powerful new Magellan-class battleships. He was there when the entire One Year War got started, and again on the line at Loum. At Loum, a handful of Zeon’s new mobile suits battered what conventional wisdom said was a powerful battle line with an adequate destroyer and fighter screen into so much scrap metal, and Henry barely made it into a lifepod before the ship exploded. He was recovered by one of the handful of Federal units to survive that mess, and was transferred to the hospital at Luna II. While at Luna, he was informed that the vast majority of his extended family were killed in the colony drop that the Federal Fleet failed to prevent at Loum.
That changed something in Henry - the openness disappeared, leaving only a cold fire, burning for revenge. He spent a good six weeks recuperating in the hospital before he was sent back out, this time as the Executive Officer on one of the Salamis-class Fleet Destroyers. Henry saw action throughout the War at most hotspots, keeping the St. Helen’s together through the War as they made it through both Solomon and A Baoa Qu. It took the intervention of the White Devil himself to keep them together at Solomon, and the moment he saw his ship saved by the Federation’s flagship mobile suit, it solidified his belief that mobile suits were the new preeminent weapon of war, and the Federation had to adjust to that to survive.
The One Year War may have been won, but Henry knew it wasn’t over. Axis was still out there, and there were at least a dozen heavies unaccounted for that weren’t with Axis. His entire family gone, except for one Aunt and a handful of distant cousins, Henry dedicated himself to stopping Axis. Between the Wars, he was one of the biggest advocates of incorporating mobile suits into the Fleet as a primary system. While on training and tactics development duty at Torrington Base, he fought hard against the Birmingham class and argued for the expansion of the Pegasus class. He caught the eye of Commodore Jamitov Hymen at Torrington, who helped get him first command - the destroyer Athens, homeported out of the Konpeitoh Arsenal, in early 0083.
While on the Athens, Henry was one of the fortunate few who weren’t destroyed by the nuclear warhead fired by Anavel Gato into the Naval Review. He was a part of the pursuit force that ran out of fuel trying to run down the Delaz Fleet. Once Delaz’s plans to target Luna were revealed as a ruse, he could do nothing but wail as fate as for the second time he watched, impotent, as a colony was dropped on Earth.
His application for the Titans was in almost as fast as they opened the rolls. His command of the Athens transferred over to the Titans, and he remained in command there for a year, counducting anti-Remnant patrols throughout the Shoal Zone and Side Three. When he finished that tour, he assumed command of Destroyer Squadron Seven, commanding the testbed for the new particle shot cannon technology, EFS Marathon, along with another five Salamis Kai-class DDs. The squadron rarely consolidated, instead dispersing into ones and twos as Henry commanded an entire sector’s worth of patrols during UC 0085. Henry’s forces were noted by both Jamitov and Om for their precision and proclivity for bringing their team back alive. The Marathon in particular was noted for her gunnery, Henry’s relentless drills leading to them bringing home the coveted Fleet Sniper award for their unequaled accuracy among the Fleet’s lighter units.
After his command of DESRON Seven, Henry was given a Staff job instructing weapons and tactics to prospective department heads at the Gate of Zedan. Never having heard of the ‘30 Bunch Incident’ but knowing damned well that a colony of protestors didn’t just disappear, he gritted his teeth and kept climbing the ladder, with the fervent hope that he could get a rung or two closer to the top and stop madness like Bask Om. His discontent with the political apointee of a Deputy Commander the Titans ahd reached the ears of Jamitov, whose reaction surprised the veteran Captain. Jamitov gave Henry a new and prestigious command, the Cairo battle group, with a discrete implication that it was a stepping stone to greater things soon.
Tough, driven, and best described as ‘married to the job’, Henry has seen almost every major space conflict in the last twenty years from a ship’s bridge. He has refined shiphandling to an art and was one of the major hands in the development of the Titans’ current tactical doctrine. He still firmly believes in the Zeon threat, and sees the AEUG as nothing more than what he didn’t sweep of the Remnant with a new skin. With the Cairo, the Titan’s newest battle group, under his command, Henry eagerly awaits a serious crack at the AEUG...
Name: Henry Lynch
Faction: Titans
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Birthday: 6 APR UC 0048
Blood Type: B Neg
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Description
Height: 172 cm
Weight: 89 kg
Hair Color and Style: Brown, graying at the edges, short
Eye Color: Blue
Identifying Marks: None
Skin Tone: Weathered
Build: Lynch maintains a workout regime as best he can, but his body shows the stresses of his years in microgravity
Clothing: Lynch is rarely seen out of uniform
Family
Mother: Molly (deceased)
Father: Horace (deceased)
Siblings: None
Personality
Henry is the quintessential commanding officer - he is quiet but forceful, and is an excellent mentor to his junior officers. He abhors losing men in combat, but recognizes that it is occasionally necessary. He keeps his temper and his strong hatred of Zeon under tight lock and key, but woe betide anyone who pushes those particular buttons of his...
History
Horace and Molly Gibson had no idea what their son would turn out to be when he was born; they were just glad to have him - as was their extended family. They had lines of cousins coming when Henry was born to see him, and the warm family he grew up with helped set the young man up as a friendly and gregarious kid who made friends easily and was always out there. A solid but ultimately unremarkable record in high school left Henry looking for help to get through college, and that was when he turned to the Federation government. He had a Federal scholarship the next day through their OCS program - he would finish school with a degree in astrophysics from Stanford University, just like he wanted - but he would owe the Federal government military service after that. Accepting the bargain, he made it through Stanford with adequate grades and entered OCS.
OCS changed the young man. Henry hadn’t been soft by any means - no one coming from Australia was - but he hadn’t had the edge and strength a soldier truly needed until his training started. His marks were fine, but despite a desire to fly, his aptitude test scores weren’t good enough for him to be a Saberfish pilot - and they were in the top percentile of those suited for shipboard duty. Henry was assigned to one of the Goddard class destroyers of the newly formed Earth Federal Space Forces as the Ordnance Officer, overseeing the powerful missile systems of the ship.
Henry’s tour on the Gagarin brought little action, but he discovered a genuine gift for both astrogation and shiphandling there. On top of that: he liked shipboard duty, liked being an officer,, and in general liked his job. He happily remained in the Federal Forces, taking three years as an instructor at the Federal Academy, where he also earned his Masters in Astrophysics.
Then came the looming threat of the Republic of Zeon and the 70s Rearmament Plan. The ink wasn’t even dry on his degree before he was kicked back to space, this time as the Weapons Officer on the EFS Vespucci, one of the powerful new Magellan-class battleships. He was there when the entire One Year War got started, and again on the line at Loum. At Loum, a handful of Zeon’s new mobile suits battered what conventional wisdom said was a powerful battle line with an adequate destroyer and fighter screen into so much scrap metal, and Henry barely made it into a lifepod before the ship exploded. He was recovered by one of the handful of Federal units to survive that mess, and was transferred to the hospital at Luna II. While at Luna, he was informed that the vast majority of his extended family were killed in the colony drop that the Federal Fleet failed to prevent at Loum.
That changed something in Henry - the openness disappeared, leaving only a cold fire, burning for revenge. He spent a good six weeks recuperating in the hospital before he was sent back out, this time as the Executive Officer on one of the Salamis-class Fleet Destroyers. Henry saw action throughout the War at most hotspots, keeping the St. Helen’s together through the War as they made it through both Solomon and A Baoa Qu. It took the intervention of the White Devil himself to keep them together at Solomon, and the moment he saw his ship saved by the Federation’s flagship mobile suit, it solidified his belief that mobile suits were the new preeminent weapon of war, and the Federation had to adjust to that to survive.
The One Year War may have been won, but Henry knew it wasn’t over. Axis was still out there, and there were at least a dozen heavies unaccounted for that weren’t with Axis. His entire family gone, except for one Aunt and a handful of distant cousins, Henry dedicated himself to stopping Axis. Between the Wars, he was one of the biggest advocates of incorporating mobile suits into the Fleet as a primary system. While on training and tactics development duty at Torrington Base, he fought hard against the Birmingham class and argued for the expansion of the Pegasus class. He caught the eye of Commodore Jamitov Hymen at Torrington, who helped get him first command - the destroyer Athens, homeported out of the Konpeitoh Arsenal, in early 0083.
While on the Athens, Henry was one of the fortunate few who weren’t destroyed by the nuclear warhead fired by Anavel Gato into the Naval Review. He was a part of the pursuit force that ran out of fuel trying to run down the Delaz Fleet. Once Delaz’s plans to target Luna were revealed as a ruse, he could do nothing but wail as fate as for the second time he watched, impotent, as a colony was dropped on Earth.
His application for the Titans was in almost as fast as they opened the rolls. His command of the Athens transferred over to the Titans, and he remained in command there for a year, counducting anti-Remnant patrols throughout the Shoal Zone and Side Three. When he finished that tour, he assumed command of Destroyer Squadron Seven, commanding the testbed for the new particle shot cannon technology, EFS Marathon, along with another five Salamis Kai-class DDs. The squadron rarely consolidated, instead dispersing into ones and twos as Henry commanded an entire sector’s worth of patrols during UC 0085. Henry’s forces were noted by both Jamitov and Om for their precision and proclivity for bringing their team back alive. The Marathon in particular was noted for her gunnery, Henry’s relentless drills leading to them bringing home the coveted Fleet Sniper award for their unequaled accuracy among the Fleet’s lighter units.
After his command of DESRON Seven, Henry was given a Staff job instructing weapons and tactics to prospective department heads at the Gate of Zedan. Never having heard of the ‘30 Bunch Incident’ but knowing damned well that a colony of protestors didn’t just disappear, he gritted his teeth and kept climbing the ladder, with the fervent hope that he could get a rung or two closer to the top and stop madness like Bask Om. His discontent with the political apointee of a Deputy Commander the Titans ahd reached the ears of Jamitov, whose reaction surprised the veteran Captain. Jamitov gave Henry a new and prestigious command, the Cairo battle group, with a discrete implication that it was a stepping stone to greater things soon.
Tough, driven, and best described as ‘married to the job’, Henry has seen almost every major space conflict in the last twenty years from a ship’s bridge. He has refined shiphandling to an art and was one of the major hands in the development of the Titans’ current tactical doctrine. He still firmly believes in the Zeon threat, and sees the AEUG as nothing more than what he didn’t sweep of the Remnant with a new skin. With the Cairo, the Titan’s newest battle group, under his command, Henry eagerly awaits a serious crack at the AEUG...