Image retrieved from USMC personnel archives.
Name: Lt. Col. James Lewis Mason
[CODENAME: Hash Pipe]
Position: Security Squad Commander (Echelon Leader)
"I bet you could suck a golf ball through a garden hose." (Leadership) - (4)
Stay Frosty (Street Smarts) - (2)
Left Side, Strong Side (defence) - (2)
Point Away From Face (general weapon and combat proficiency) - (2)
Move it, Maggot: Extra persuasion on men under his command. Perceived by civillians as gruff and unlikeable. loses charisma points
Deep in the Shit: Extra fortitude and toughness as a result of combat experience, occasionally experiences hallucinations and flashbacks
Team Player: Unflinching loyalty to his men and to command. Functions poorly when alone in combat. Relies on a good team.
An all-American defensive lineman and wrestling champion, Mason followed the family tradition and joined the Marines after highschool. Singled out during Recruit Training at Parris Island for outstanding adeptness at team leadership, endurance and tactical intuition, Mason was convinced to enrol in Officer Candidate School at Quanitco.
Mason completed 3 tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, leading high risk missions in extremely volatile areas. In over 280 combat missions under his command, Mason never lost a man. His exemplary leadership and unflinching loyalty to command assured a rapid climb in rank culminating in him being the youngest Lieutenant Colonel in Marine Corps history before he decided to retire from the military and pursue more lucrative employment in the private sector.
Defining characteristics: Mason is an expert tactician, able to predict unknown threats in unexplored areas and efficiently utilise the varied skills of his team to execute mission objectives. He has outstanding physical strength and endurance but prefers to let his men do the actual wetwork. Mason is an unflinching, dedicated leader who demands similar dedication from his team. His unit in the marines was well known as having an ever changing roster of members, Mason would sooner kick a weak link out than let that link compromise a future mission.
Image of Ms. Nadeau during her detainment by FBI officers retrieved from FBI case files archive.
Name: Katherine Nadeau
Position: Security Squad Executive Officer (Echelon 2)
Kill All Sons A' Bitches (Marksmanship) - 3
The Law Ain't Nothing To Fuck Wit' (Ex-Law Enforcement) - (4)
Good Cop, Bad Cop (Persuasion) - (2 )
Super SWAT Junior (Defense) - (1)
Bdellophobia: panics in the presence of leech or worm-like creatures, attack and skills are increased, but all other skills are drastically decreased
Addict: loses charisma when not adequately supplied with nicotine
I Don't Need No Shrink!: Defense against mental health workers is increased, persuasion is decreased.
A former SA of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Agent Nadeau launched a personal investigation after her sudden from removal from a case involving the murder and dismemberment of Mr. and Mrs. ██████ of Bethesda, Maryland. Later claiming to have witnessed a "bipedal [REDACTED]" maim several civilians before being captured by unknown operatives, Nadeau was discharged from active duty and confined to the mental health ward of St. Pickman's Hospital.
Records indicate that she was diagnosed with severe paranoid-schizophrenia by Dr. █████ ███████ and given unconventional treatment incongruous with her diagnosis, including electroshock therapy, sleep deprivation, extreme physical negative reinforcement techniques, intravenous administration of experimental psychotropic drugs [REDACTED] and [REDACTED]. Foundation sources have informed us that Dr. ███████ has performed contracted work for the American Central Intelligence Agency on several occasions and has numerous contacts within the intelligence community at large.
Roughly 8 months after being admitted to St. Pickman's, Nadeau escaped confinement, injuring three staff members in the process. Her current whereabouts are unknown.
Excellent deductive and investigational skills. Trained in a variety of forensic sciences. Proficient with the use of handguns, small caliber rifles. Due to her prior experiences Nadeau has a pathological fear of leeches and worm-like animals and a rabid disdain for mental health professionals. She is a habitual smoker.
Image retrieved from [REDACTED] Police Academy's training files of Ms. Goodfellow during a training exercise.
Name: Alicia Goodfellow
Position: Security Squad Officer(Echelon 3)
Loose Cannon (4)
I think I saw that on TV once! (General Knowledge) - (3)
I've heard a story like that (General SCP knowledge) - (2)
I took a night class in first aid (1)
Alicia has always wanted to be a police officer, at a young age she became interested in all the romantic parts of it. Chasing down bad guys, big shoot outs at banks, having the chief threaten to take your badge. All of this held her heart well into her adult life. However, the police academy doesn't like it when you play by your own rules, even if get the job done. Aged 25 and working as a mall cop Alicia hoped to get noticed or involved with something big one day.
Physically Alicia is roughly what you would expect from someone hoping to become a cop; in good shape, hair kept short, thinks of herself as very important. The only noteworthy markings are healed scars from a car accident leaving a somewhat noticeable mark on her cheek and forehead.
Image taken on SCP grounds during one of Mr. de Chirico's many smoking breaks.
Name: Dimitri de Chirico
Position: Security Squad Officer (Echelon 4)
Shit is Melancholic and Mysterious (Non-linear thinking) - (3)
Say hello to my little friend (Marksmanship) - (3)
Smoking like a Badass (Mercenary) - (2)
I bruise like a summer fruit! (Defense) - (2)
Just One More: Smoking can take its toll. Dimitri can get distracted and/or out-of-breath sometimes especially if he loses track of his lucky, green lighter. -1 to agility and resilience.
Slowly, Now: Dimitri is not overly charismatic nor does he know any other languages aside from English, including his own native tongue. Not very diplomatic at all.
Horseshoes Aren't Just For Horses: Dimitri is highly superstitious and gains a +1 defense roll to evading supernatural attacks. However, the sight of some of the more... physical SCPs can send him into shock, giving him a -1 on defense rolls against horrifying creatures.
Just out of university slacker. Only qualification is a Bachelor of Fine Arts. Dimitri wants a steady, low-responsibility job and some free time to himself. Not terribly concerned with anything important, but does retain his family's sense of paranoia at the most insignificant things. Highly superstitious. He also has a habbit of drawing on any spare scraps of paper he can find, especially during work hours, and likes to play the clarinet.
Only obtained his position as a Level 2 Security member because of his prior ability to operate and fire a rifle. He acquired this skill previously by joining his school's rifle team. He was, and still is, an average shot. Seems quite oblivious most of the time, occasionally having very brief moments of insight. Very adept at spotting visual patterns, attributed to his study of art.
Is of Mediterranean descent, with average looks and shaggy black hair. Wears glasses and has a tendency to use his hands quite a lot when he talks. He also smokes at least twice a day and is very protective of his plastic green lighter.
As the only surviving member of the previous Echelon Squad, Dimitri holds some obvious value as a research subject. For now, though, our need for warm bodies outweighs our need to dissect every hapless idiot who fainted at the first sight of [REDACTED].